#she won’t let us breathe my goddd
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MARISKAAAAA!!!
are you kidding me?!! 😍😍
#mariska hargitay#she won’t let us breathe my goddd#i’m so so in love with her#she’s everything to me#olivia benson#law&order svu#bury me with these pictures
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U should write another fan dic pooks either abt black butler characters 😻 or a special addition of my Pookie curly fries 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶😘😘😘😘😘😍😍😍😍😍💋💋💋
NEVER WRIGUNB FOR CURLY FRIES NO😭NEVER IN AMILLION YEARSS EWWWW
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Dating the Black Butler
characters
Alois Trancy
OH GOD, he is a handful to deal with
he has insane jealousy problems so good luck w that
he despises Ciel, he is insanely jealous of him, especially if he’s with you
but who am I kidding, Alois would not let Ciel be in the same room as you or even breathe the same air as you, he envies that blue haired boy
he loves you dearly though, he would spoil you ughh
Do you think you’re gonna live at your own manor when you start dating him?
wrong, the moment you accept his confession he has Claude moving all your stuff to his manor
he is very affectionate and needs to have his hands on u 24/7, holding your hand, hugging you, arm around ur waist he is notttt letting go
When Ciel is around, if he just happens to be at the same ball as you and you’re blonde boyfriend, Alois refers to you as Mr/Mrs Trancy
he gets jealous so easily and is lowkey toxic abt it
just reassure him you won’t leave him and he will chill
His love for you cannot be described at all
Ciel Phantomhive
He’s such a turd omfg
he is honestly very shy, PDA will most likely be uncommon unless he’s surprisingly bold
his jealousy rate is probably a good 7/10
Its mostly just around Alois, he hates the blonde haired brat, he doesn’t like how Alois tries to be touchy with you
But anyways, he will spoil you so much, if you even look at something for a quick second at a store, it’s yours.
gets sooo flustered at your affection, even quick hugs
if you kiss him oh my god this mf is passing tf out
he loves your kisses but is too cocky to admit that ofc
You will often catch him admiring you but he denies that he was looking at you, he was just “zoning out”
if you compliment his eyes, he is putty in your hands ahhhh
amazing hugger.
ALWAYS make sure you have ate well, drank enough water, and got enough sleep
he loves you and doesn’t wanna loose you.
Elizabeth Midford
Another affectionate mf
she is so affectionate, hugs 24/7, whenever , wherever
If you are a shopping person, oh goddd..
she will drag you across England, going store to store, buying soooo many clothes, jewelry and shoes
if you aren’t the affectionate type, of course she will tone it down, she doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable.
if you can protect yourself and she sees you in action, she is in loveeee, she admires you so much!
but if fighting skills is something you lack, she won’t mind protecting you.
if you are interested in leading how to fight or use swords properly, she will gladly show you how!
ALWAYSSSSS COMES TO UR MANOR
she will full on decorate your manor
she loves when you both choose each others outfits and do eachothers hair! She finds it so relaxing but fun at the same time
her Brother, somewhat approves of you…
she never gets jealous, she knows you’d never leave her and she’d never leave you
just marry this girl already ahhhh
Sebastian Michealis
He’s such an annoying tease
when he’s not serving Ciel, he’s with you
but if you both happen to work with Ciel, Sebastian definitely does daily chores with you!
He never thought demons could genuinely love but when you came along his view on that changed.
If Ciel walks in on you guys being affectionate (kissing, cuddling, etc. ), he will just stare and say “ew” and close the door
definitely kisses u randomly during work just to get on your nerves, and since this mfs footsteps r so quiet he hugs you from behind and it scares the crap out of you
always complimenting youuu!
”you look divine today”
UGHH HIS COMPLIMENTS JUST HIT DIFFERENT
At balls he will always be dancing with you, tightly holding you and just staring at you lovingly
Hates Claude, HATESSS Him
he hates the way Claude looks at you, he doesn’t like it when he even looks in your direction or talks to you
hes so politely rude abt it
he just wants Claude to know you belong to him.
hes annoying but he loves you dearly, he loves how you don’t mind that he’s a demon
Undertaker
He’s so unserious lmao
he tries to scare you with the dead corpses
he always tries to do anything that makes you laugh
he loves hearing you laugh and seeing your lovely smile
he lets you play with his long hairrr
hes also affectionate! PDA is ehhhh a maybe?
In private he just loves to hold you and make jokes with you
If you both are unserious idiots, that makes you two sooo annoying to Earl Ciel
Ciel hates both of you but he only goes to see you two for information
You and Undertaker don’t even have to talk to start bursting out laughing
if you just look at eachother you both are rolling on the floor laughing for god knows what reason
jealousy rate 0/10
he trusts you! He knows no one is as funny as him duhhh
you both tease Ciel sooo much, he just wants you both out of his sight every time you two speak
you both jus wander around the city at night laughing your heads off
but when your upset, he’s so serious
He cares for you so much tbhh
jus kiss this mf already
#black butler#anime#yana toboso#sebastian michaelis#kuroshitsuji ciel#ciel phamtonhive#undertaker#alois trancy#kuroshitsuji alois#claude faustus#muichirosfavv
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Christine AU
Credits:
Christine by Stephen King
Vanya(and his illustrations) by Thriftlita
Picrew by Russa
Warning:
Injury(Blood, scrapes)
Murder
Swearing
Starring:
Me(Kase Knowles) as Dennis Guilder (goddd, this feels like cringe)
@shu-dzhoker (Shu Dzhoker) as Arine Cunningham
@pearlsongfromstuff (Pearl Song) as Leigh Cabot
Vanya as Christine
Curiosity might get the best of me
But we'll see, yeah I gotta see
Curiosity might be the end of me
But we'll see, yeah I gotta see
-Hello Neighbor Song, Fandroid the Musical Robot
I’m gonna be honest, I was scared shitless. I was walking into a lion’s den, at night, armed with nothing but this morning’s newspaper. But I already walked so far and my fat-self was heaving, there was no point of going back.
All of Shu and my bullies had been murdered in one week. Darnell, the guy who let Shu work on her car in his do it yourself garage was also dead; the latest victim.
I shouldn’t care, I really shouldn’t. I barely knew Darnell, and I hated Buddy Repperton and his gang. But all evidence went back to Shu’s car, a car she bought not too long after Buddy got expelled for pulling a knife on us.
Fresh paint from the car was left at the first scene, and a witness saw the Plymouth chasing Buddy. And Darnell, he was sitting pretty after being crushed against the driver’s wheel. Shu’s become a prime suspect. There was nothing I could do at the time, as Buddy and his little friends put me in the hospital. I’ve recovered, and now I have to get Shu out of this mess. All of this started since Shu bought that damned rust bucket.
I don’t really know if the car killed anyone. But Pearl(one of the luckier victims), nearly choked to death on a hamburger after the car turned on and locked him in all on its own. He said it was if the car was…….jealous.
I saw someone in the car the day Shu bought it. A man with a white streak in a mess of auburn curls;
(hello)
and an old, red leather jacket.
Something was wrong with that car, and I was going to find out what.
I strolled right in through the front, the shutter was still up. Since Darnell was dead and police didn’t know what to do with this place, it became Shu and the car’s turf. I went straight to the parked Plymouth Fury and stared it down for at least five seconds, six feet away from it. As I glared daggers into the window, I noticed there was someone sitting in the driver’s seat.
I backed away two steps farther from the car. I decided to call out to the stranger,
“Shu? Is-is that you?”
The car door slammed open, making me jump. A man, the same one I saw on that hot September day, stepped out of the car. He did a small pirouette, it almost like he was a model, showing off a tailor’s newest creation. As we met eyes, he smiled warmly, but I felt cold dread. I was never good with eye contact, but something about him was downright unsettling. I stroked the arm still holding the newspaper.
Hello, you must be Kase! Shu has told me so much about you! Come here, come child, let me squeeze-
I damn near threw myself backwards, “Nope, no touching! Who are you, and what're you doing in Shu’s car?!”
My dear child, I am the car. And as he said that, the car’s engine revved without anyone touching it.
“So you’re Vanya? And- you can move the car- I yourself, without a driver?” I asked, looking down to my feet.
Mmhmm.
I said, “Ohhhh- that isn’t good.”, in a low voice under my breath.
It wasn’t until it was too late that I had let my eyes off of Vanya. My head snapped up and saw a shadow covering my own. Vanya had walked over to me. He looked to be an entire foot larger than me, I felt so small at that moment. Now my back was against the wall.
“Did you-
(strange question to ask the human projection of a car)
kill Buddy Repperton? Any of the men that have died this week?”
Vanya looked taken aback,
of course, I just met him and I was accusing him of murder. I began shuffling to the left, near the entrance.
“Sorry- that- came out wrong. The boys who were killed this week, Mr. Darnell included, were you there- used when it happened?” I stammered nervously, I felt myself tremble. “The police found fresh paint and someone saw you chasing Buddy- they’re all blaming Shu, and I don’t know what to do! I just need answers, I don’t know how long they’ll believe Shu’s alibis.”
I felt a hand pat my head as I went on, “I just want to help her! She’s my best friend.”’
I did too.
I removed the hand from my head and began taking more steps back. “What do you mean ‘I did too’?”
I killed those boys and that man.
My eyes snapped wide open, and instead of running, my silly self opened my mouth.
“HOW DARE YOU?! Do you know how much trouble you caused?! Shu’s gonna get her ass thrown in jail for what you did!”
They tried to kill me! The first one took a shit on me, defecated on my body. You should’ve seen how devastated Shu was!
“Yeah, I know! Shu snapped at Pearl and called him a' shitter'!”
And that’s exactly what he is.
“I’m gonna tell! And your ass is getting thrown in a junkyard-”
Vanya rushed up to me and grabbed me by the wrist. It felt like it was being crushed between steel.
You won’t be doing anything, he sneered. You’re going to be a good girl, go home and forget this happened.”
“Are you threatening me?” I surprisingly yanked my arm from his grip.
He chuckled darkly, No, I’m instructing you and if you don’t follow, you will find yourself underneath my tires.
I turned on my heel and began race walking. Then I heard the sound of a car engine. I didn’t need to turn around to know if I needed to run.
I bolted through the entrance and out the gate. I heard Vanya bellow behind me, Stop running and I’ll make it quick!
I didn’t want to die quickly, I just didn’t want to die at all.
I knew I couldn’t out run him, I had to find a hiding space or throw him off. At the time the only place I could’ve thought of was the beach. I took a right and heard the tires scream as Vanya turned.
As I arrived at a fence to the beach, I threw myself over it and rolled down a hill of sand. I heard the sound of Vanya coming to a stop. I scrambled to a hollowed out spot underneath the cliff by the sea. I sat down on a damp stone and waited for him to hopefully leave. I was damn near out of breath.
After at least five minutes I heard a yell.
FUCK!
I saw his headlights turn on and the sound of Vanya driving off, probably back to Darnell’s. I held my breath and listened closely until the car was out of earshot.
I stepped from out of my hiding place and began brushing sand off of me. I also realized I had scraped my knee and re-opened a now bleeding wound on my calf. ‘Fuck,’ I thought, ‘Daddy’s gonna crucify me.’
I stumbled my way up the sandy hill and climbed over the fence.The newspaper was surprisingly still clean and dry. I stuck one end in the front of my sock, and let the rest of it stick to my skin with the help of my blood.
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The Worm Reads: Empire of Storms, Ch 54 - 57
I’m going on vacation for a couple of days so we’ll cover some extra chapters to make up for it.
The last leg of the trek the next morning was the longest yet, Manon thought.
At least we’re in Manon’s POV for now. They’re all still traveling through the marshes.
Dorian Havilliard’s tense tan face
Since when the hell was Dorito tan??
The others were swiftly pulling ahead, but Dorian remained still. Even had the audacity to grip [Manon’s] wrist—hard.
^ me when Dorito lays one slimy finger on my baby Manon
Dorito tells Manon he killed his father and Manon isn’t bothered by it, because y’know, she’s a witch and all. They finally stumble upon the temple that holds the Lock.
When Lysandra’s solitary, swift roar cleaved the air, Aelin murmured to Rowan, “What’s the catch? Where is the catch? It’s too easy.” Indeed, there was nothing and no one here.
Oh, there will be a catch or trap waiting, y’all are just fucking stupid and wouldn’t spot a trap if it punched you in the face.
“I keep a tally, you know, Princess. To remind myself to repay you the next time we’re alone for all the truly wonderful things you say.”
[Aelin’s] toes curled in her soggy boots. But she patted [Rowan] on the shoulder, looking him over with absolute irreverence, saying as she walked ahead, “I certainly hope you make me beg for it.”
You two are goddamn disgusting and I hate you. Also, why does Rowboat call her princess when he’s constantly referred to her as his queen before? Consistency who?
Alien asks Manon what the name of her sword is.
“Wind-Cleaver.”
Aelin clicked her tongue. “Good name.”
“Yours?”
“Goldryn.”
A slash of iron teeth as they were bared in a half smile. “Not as good a name.”
lmfao roast her
Alien is about to tell Rowboat something, presumably important, but chickens out and says she’ll tell him later. That’s pretty much a guarantee that it’ll bite them in the ass. Anyways, they find a chest on the altar that presumably contains the Lock.
Manon leaned over the chest to study the lid but did not open it. Studying, Aelin realized, the countless Wyrdmarks carved into the stone.
Nehemia had known how to use the marks. Had been taught them and was fluent enough in them to have wielded their power. Aelin had never asked how or why or when.
*sobs* these books were so much better when Nehemia was around......
Before they can do anything, Lorass sends them a warning signal that the Ilken are approaching.
Rowan’s throat bobbed, and [Aelin] knew he’d been taking in the horizon and surrounding lands not for any chance of winning the battle that was sure to come, but for any shot at getting her out. Even if the rest of them had to buy her time with their own lives.
I know it’s only logical to try and get the royalty out safely but I’m goddamn sick of everyone being so ready to lay down their lives for Alien, when she wouldn’t lift a single finger to help anyone who doesn’t kiss her ass. Alien is such a goddamn Mary Sue please free me from this hell.
Next chapter starts with Lorass and Elide making a run for it.
Lorcan sent out another flickering blast of his power. Not toward the winged army that raced not too far ahead, but farther—toward wherever Whitethorn and his bitch-queen might be in this festering place. If those ilken reached them long before Lorcan could arrive, that Wyrdkey the bitch carried would be as good as lost.
Oh my goddd, thank you for having someone’s motivation be anything besides hailing Alien as the best queen ever. Lorass, you’re at least interesting and you’re actually improving enough that I can stomach your POVs, plus you might kill Alien off and that’s a major bonus. You are hereby promoted back to Lorcan.
We immediately shift back to Alien and her group of jackasses making a run for it.
And Lorcan … somewhere out there. [Aelin]’d think on that later. At least Fenrys and Gavriel had remained, rather than charging off to fulfill Maeve’s kill order.
Of course they stayed to save your dumb ass rather than fulfill their orders. Of fucking course. Alien suggests she uses the Wyrdkey again and Rowboat gets all pissy, which I kinda understand because the last time Alien used the Wyrdkey she killed a bunch of innocent people, destroyed part of an island, and was possessed by a goddess. She really is fucking stupid.
Aedion let out a low, bitter laugh. “You wanted to send a message to our enemies about your power, Aelin.” (...) Aedion jerked his chin toward the army approaching. “It seems Erawan sent his answer.”
IMPOSSIBLE, ALIEN MAKES A BAD DECISION AND ASSDION IS CALLING HER OUT ON IT??? I know Rowboat is gonna shoot him down but holy shit, Assdion is thinking independently for once in his life! Maybe he’ll be promoted back to Aedion.
Aelin hissed, “You blame me for this?”
Aedion’s eyes darkened. “We should have stayed in the North.”
“I had no choice, I’ll have you remember.”
“You did,” Aedion breathed, none of the others, not even Rowan, stepping in. “You’ve had a choice all along, and you opted to flash your magic around.”
FINISH HER
I am fucking living for this Alien roast tbh, I’d read a whole book of the characters taking shots at her dumb vain ass. That's right Alien, you thought you could kill innocent people for no reason other than to show off and get away with it but you were WRONG BITCH!!! WRONG!!!!!!!
Aedion’s lip curled off his teeth. “This isn’t a game. This is war, and you pushed and pushed Erawan to show his hand. You refused to run your schemes by us first, to let us weigh in, when we have fought wars—”
I LOVE THIS SONG!! I know Assdion has done shit in the past but oh my god, I am living for this redemption!!! Has SJM become self aware and is redeeming her characters last minute??? Even Rowboat thinks her plan is fucking stupid!
Only [Rowan’s] anger was directed at [Aelin]—perhaps more livid than she’d seen him since Mistward.
This is the best chapter no competition, I am loving this Alien roast. I know it probably won’t last but I am crying, finally we’re acknowledging that Alien’s plans are selfish and stupid.
But [Rowan’s] pine-green eyes were bright—almost soft—as he said, “Remember who you are. Every step of the way down, and every step of the way back. Remember who you are. And that you’re mine.”
Now we’re ripping off the Lion King? I mean, I know it’s a semi generic quote but given SJM’s past of ripping off other novels, I wouldn’t be surprised.
The Queen of Flame and Shadow, the Heir of Fire, Aelin of the Wildfire, Fireheart …
I feel like at this point, SJM, you should’ve realized you’ve given Alien waaaaay too many titles, none of which she’s done anything to deserve or earn. Can you say, Mary Sue?
Chapter ends with Alien firing out a huge fire tornado out of her ass that is most certainly going to drain up all of her magic. Gg dumbass, you’re gonna be useless for a few days after this. Fingers crossed that this bites her in the ass afterwards.
Lorcan knew they were still too slow, warning signal or not.
Next chapter opens with Elide and Lorcan again. Lorcan has given her Maeve’s ring to protect her, which is honestly really sweet. Maybe I’ll ship them. Maybe.
Elide staggered one step—one step toward Aelin, a small noise coming out of her.
No please SJM I’m begging you, don’t make Elide into a mindless Alien worshiper like Assdion... please SJM I’m begging.......
“What is … ,” Elide breathed, but Lorcan lunged for her, hurling them to the ground, covering her body with his. He threw a shield over them, plummeting hard and fast into his magic, the drop nearly uncontrolled.
Lorcan puts the safety of Elide over his own need for revenge against Alien. I’ve gripped about his character development before, but it’s probably the only real character arc in this entire novel, so I’ll take it.
There’s a switch to Assdion’s POV, but it lasts for like half a page before it returns to Lorcan. SJM really just wants to splooge over how uhmazing Alien is through Assdion. Gag.
Lorcan watched in silence as Rowan slid a hand over her waist, the other cupping the side of her face, and kissed his queen.
Embers stirred her unbound hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed close. A golden crown of flame flickered to life atop Rowan’s head—the twin to the one Lorcan had seen burning that day at Mistward.
Ewwww at least Lorcan is only saying what he’s seeing and not splooging over the shitty Ratlin ship.
Ash continued to fall, clumping on Elide’s silky night-dark hair. [Lorcan] gently picked out a bit, then put a shield over her to keep it from landing on her again.
P-pure...
Anyways Lorcan and Elide decide to stroll on over to say hello to the group of jackasses. Weird, since Elide just pointed Lorcan isn’t on friendly terms with Alien, but eh, maybe he knows they won’t prioritize attacking him due to the circumstances-
Slowly, Lorcan closed in on his prey, too focused on the fire-breathing bitch to notice that Fenrys and Gavriel had vanished from their positions in the reeds.
Oh my god, I...I actually feel... panic! Like, I actually do care about Elide and Lorcan a little bit now? I don’t want them to be hurt? What the fuck, how did you manage this, SJM?
Well, Chapter 57 picks right back up with Elide’s POV.
Elide had never been more aware of her limp. Of her dirty clothes; of her long, unshaped hair; of her small body and lack of any discernible gifts.
Christ I get it SJM, no one is even worthy of getting to lick Alien’s boots, I get it, stop rubbing it in my face.
[Lorcan] said coolly, “It would seem our bargain with each other is about to end anyway. I’ll be sure to explain the terms, don’t worry. I’d hate for them to think you were slumming it with me.”
Aww, Lorcan is putting her needs above his own......
Gav and Fenrys, understandably, attack Lorcan in furry wolf/lion form. Elide pushes him out of the way and one of them bites her arm.
[Lorcan] growled to the lion and the wolf, his shield a swirling, obsidian wind
around them, “You’re dead. You’re both dead—”
I’m a sucker for that “Character A doesn’t know how much Character B cares about them until they’re injured and B loses their mind” trope, so I admit I’m warming up to them a tiny bit more.
Lorcan’s onyx eyes were unreadable as he scanned [Elide’s] face. And then he said quietly, “I wanted to go to Perranth with you.”
Lorcan dropped the shield.
Damn.. can’t believe SJM’s writing is improving a tiny bit towards the end... it’s rather late, but not completely unwelcomed.
Gav offers to heal Elide while Fenrys and Lorcan wave their dicks around some more at each other. Can’t believe I’m grateful for Rowboat’s presence for once, but he comes to put a stop to the Alpha Male competition. Alien also shows up so SJM can splooge about her via Elide’s POV.
Aelin strode closer, eyes never leaving Elide’s face. Young—she felt so young compared to the woman who approached.
Ain’t they like, the same age, though?
And Elide sobbed as Manon Blackbeak emerged, smiling faintly.
PURE AND WHOLESOME................I hope we get more Elide/Manon interactions.
Fenrys feels legitimately sorry for injuring Elide, and I’m inclined to believe him. She did push Lorcan out of the way of a bite that was intended for him.
“I’m here,” Elide said as Aelin fixed those unnervingly vivid eyes on her, “because of Kaltain Rompier.”
So apparently Kaltain gave Elide the stone because she owed Alien for... giving her a warm cloak. What the fuck? Alien slutshamed Kaltain, insulted her, didn’t bother to free her from prison, did I mentioned she slutshamed her? And Kaltain wants to repay a debt for Alien doing the bare minimum? Fuck outta here with that nonsense.
“M-majesty,” [Elide] stammered, inclining her head. She should really get up. Really stop lying on the ground like a worm. But the cloth and stone still lay in her hand.
Elide, baby, it’s okay. None of these people are worth the dirt on the bottom of your shoe.
[Lorcan] didn’t let go of Elide’s arm, and she tried not to lean into his warmth. Tried not to make it seem like she hadn’t just met her queen, her friend, her court, and … somehow now found Lorcan to be the safest of them all.
Honestly fam, don’t blame you. These people are batshit insane.
“We like to call it ‘territorial male nonsense,’” Aelin confided. “Or ‘territorial Fae bastard’ works just as nicely.”
The Fae Prince coughed pointedly behind her.
Unghhh this shit again. We’re almost done, my dudes, we’re almost done....
Lorcan had been willing to die for Elide. Had been willing to put aside his quest for Maeve in order for Elide to live. And had then acted territorial enough to make Rowan wonder if he seemed so ridiculous around Aelin all the time.
How can I hold all this self awareness??? Like what the fuck was SJM high writing this book but sobered up for these final few chapters???
“Aelin can decide what to tell you.”
“Such a good dog.”
Rowan gave him a lazy smile but refrained from commenting on the delicate, dark-haired young woman who now held Lorcan’s own leash.
Holy fucking shit, SJM really did want these guys to be werewolves.
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Novel; THe SECRET Of That Day; Chapter 1
Curled in his arms, bedsheets were a mess that morning. Her hair stuck to his sweaty arms, his breath was caressing her ears, and she was smiling. Somewhere she knew, life is not going to be the same for her. She glanced at his calm and composed face and admired the perfect dusk of his skin. She moved her fingers over his face. She was creating a silhouette in her mind. She was too sleepy to open her eyes. And the best part was to stroke his eyebrows. She knew he would always smile when she does that. She would stroke his brows until he wakes up. She knew that was the best way to say “Good Morning” to him. And that day, she wanted to do everything that she always thought about. Not just the way everything happened, there was something, something in their eyes, in their minds, and in their bodies that just took “them” a step ahead.
Thinking over the last few years wasn’t really something that came along with choices, instead, she had nothing but to keep up that one ray of hope that someday, somehow, she is going to fall in his arms. There will be a day when she won’t be holding back anymore. The glimpses almost flooded her eyes with tears. Lying down with him the way she always wanted to, kissing him softly when he sleeps, moving her fingers in his hair and grabbing them until he holds her tight. She was living the time of her life when everything that she had thought about was then a reality. She softly rubbed his cheek against hers and nuzzled her nose against his nose from the side.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. He smiled, she blushed. He turned around and kept his face against her chest and held her. Held her like a small baby, like as if he’s never going to leave her. He held her with just the right amount of force and passion. He smiled within the ends of her curls and swiped them away from her face. He gave her one hard look and softly kissed her lips. Within a second, she fell into his arms as if she was so broken and tired as if what she was searching for have just found her with the same madness.
There were so many questions banging her inner head but she chose to let them be and not ponder over the things that would snatch her euphoria. It was her time to forget about the world. As the passion in his eyes gave away to his hands to caress her everywhere from head to toe, she could not resist but to respond with perfect moans. She took his name with every breath and moaned even harder when she felt breathless. She couldn’t resist the glimpses to scatter all over her mind as of what the last night have been for her.
THE PREVIOUS NIGHT
“Is there no light on your staircase ??” She said while climbing the stairs that would lead to her “Dream mansion”.
“Ouhh!! Aagghhh…” She cried. She stumbled on to the first step, perhaps because she was too naive to be able to understand where those stairs were leading to. But he held her arm, as to prevent her from falling.
“Miss, you’re unable to walk on my stairs, how will you manage me and this house ???” He said and laughed softly.
“Will you just shut up…I will !!” She said in a baby tone and caressed her to where his stairs have just kissed her “welcome”
“And by the way Bhondu Ji !! I’ll save this bruise as a memory which will always remind of this day”. she said and looked straight into his eyes. The same dark liquid ink eyes she gets lost in from the day she started seeing through them.
There was a thing with him. Whenever she looked into his eyes, he was conscious. perhaps to avoid some secret silent decisions being revealed to her. Well, whatever that could be, it didn’t matter. The important part was the “time” they were having with each other. Those desolate moments. Desolation from the world and the rationals, desolation from “this v/s that”, “yes v/s no”, and in fact, from “you v/s me” for that matter, there was desolation from everyone and everything.
They weren’t two people anymore. They were one!
As soon as she reached the door, she could hear him ringing the keys in his pocket. He took them out and asked her to open the door.
She looked surprised!!”Welcome to Your mansion highness”. He said as she stepped in. She looked so surprised. Instead of looking at what this house has to offer to Her, she looked at him. And looked at him with questioning eyes that already knows the answers to everything said unsaid. That was a moment when she really felt likea
embracing him and never let him go. But is there anything that never ends?? Well, practically no. But then, she wasn’t living the “time” practically and that was what felt like bliss. When you don’t have intellect involved in a relation, just remember one thing, that is the best one you have or ever had!
She hugged him and didn’t let him go.
As it is said, everything has to end somewhere, somehow, someday! The embrace ended.
She looked at the house finally. It was a two bedroom hall kitchen apartment with two rooms on either side, a little ahead, straight to the entrance gate there was a glass pane almost of the size of the wall. She moved towards it and removed the curtains. She was taken aback by the view it was offering.
“It’s so beautiful!” She exclaimed like anything.
“Yeah…But not more than you” he said and laughed
“You mechanical engineers !! You don’t even know how to romance a girl” she said and he shrugged!
“So this left side room is mine. The other room remains vacant mostly. It’s used only when my family visit me. Both the rooms have washrooms attached! Pick for yourself where you wanna go. Everything is all yours” he said and smiled!
“Yours is mine…All.mine…But you go first and have a shower, I can’t bear these sweaty sweaty arms…Till then, I’ll look around and see the House ok” she said and he left.
She looked around and find newspapers spread everywhere, water bottles left capless, books were lying from floors to fridge top and especially the places they are not meant to be. She saw his clothes from the sofa to the dining table and where not!
He always claimed to be a very tidy person! She was in a habit of believing whatever he says every time but she was witnessing the mess which was no different from any other bachelor’s apartment! It was quite normal and in fact, she was enjoying cleaning the place off. She enjoyed it because she knew life is not going to offer her so many Moments where she would feel like his wife!
When he came back after 15 mins, he could see the actual neat and tidy person in the room. He was smiling to see that the books have returned to the shelf, newspapers were folded and kept in the right place. He opened the fridge and saw water bottles filled and kept neatly. He was admiring what his life would be like with her! He was smiling and smiled for a little longer. She wasn’t there when he came out. She was in the other room.
“Oh, Goddd I love her”, He whispered and smiled again’.
“Aji sunte ho! Aap Apne kapde kaise kaise rakhte hain ?? Yaha to bakheda Phaila hua hai??” (Listen, dear, where do you keep your clothes?) She called out from his room and laughed. He went inside and saw her struggling with a pile of clothes which she was so confused where to keep. He came near the cupboard and took the pile from her hands.
“Have you come here to be a servant?? Let it be…Ye ho jayega” he said and closed one door of the cupboard from his side …
“Will your wife be your servant too?”
She said almost instantly.
He had nothing to say. But he knew exactly where the conversation was leading! They knew this one fact crystals clear from the day they were together !! They were two different Colors! How could they just mingle and give rise to a single colour !! The colour of humanity.
Her face dropped down as she said that!
He looked at her and embraced her.
“Look!! now leave all this, go and freshen up. You must be tired”.
Finally, after a long wait of 20 mins, she came out. She wore a black dress that he gifted her on her last bday! She always felt happy wearing it and she would keep smiling all the time. That dress !! It was a one piece and she wore it only with him! She had never worn that dress with anybody! She was waiting for that one day when she would wear it and show it to him. It was an off-shoulder dress and he was watching her with his mouth wide open. She was blushing which was so contrary to what she is. She was a girl who cannot blush, who just doesn’t know how to blush!! But that day, only God knows why she was laughing like hell!
“Now I am going to remove this okay. It’s my bday present! I don’t wanna ruin it”, she said and stood up from the bed.
“Noooooo…Why are you changing? You’re looking beautiful !!” He said dropping down his face!
“Yaa but I want to keep it safe … So you’ll have to agree “, she said.
Within an hour, they had their conversations, their little arguments over his alcohol and leniency towards studies, over her not so feminine looks and everything they found important to be discussed. The last thing was something over which they both agreed.
will be continued…
Dear Readers
This story is very close to my heart … I hope I am keeping you engaged … I hope you’re liking it … There’s a lot more I want to share through this story … !!
Love❤
Aadesh✒
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"Friday… why can’t it be Friday…” I get out of bed and try to find the right clothes, today is the day I go to my transfer school after a break and I’m not ready for the pain, and suffering… ok its bad but I don’t think that bad, kids at my old school made fun of me all the time. Now it’s mostly just my accent they mock, but hey I’ll take that over how it was before any time.
‘Mum, have you seen my black coveralls anywhere? I can’t find ‘em?” I shouted downstairs, “Yes, I put them on your chair, but you put your coat over it.” I looked and sure enough it was. I pull them on after my… other stuff… yha, find my checkered shirt, nothing says ‘don’t look at me’ like black and white clothes. Old vans and my dingy green bomber that has half a dozen pins on it, well it's not that bad, just not the newest one out there.
I head downstairs and put together my pack for school. I’m almost out the door when my mum stops.
“Gabriel, come here love.” I head over worried; she never uses my full name. “don’t let them bring you down today, you’re my son, and I couldn’t lose you.”
I softly smile at her, “I won’t let em, trust me.” She nods her head, “good, and don’t forget your wallet dear.” I grab it and show her I did and stick it in my pocket and head out.
Nothing like a day of hateful teens and one that matters. And that one would be, well, my boyfriend. Yha, shocker I'm gay, anyway school is about 3 blocks and I don’t feel like driving my scooter there. Nothing says bully me like a white and gold scooter.
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I finally make it there, not that long a walk but its warmer than it was before but the schools always a temperature to make you cold. I walk down the halls trying to stand up to my full extent, I'm 5' 6" but I wear insoles because I’m a prick and why the hell not. So thank god I’m about as tall as everyone else. I see him down the hall, Yonnei, ma boy, lovely boy, I walk quicker to reach him and quick slam into him last second when he sees me. "HEY, got you mate!" I smile at him and take a small step back, "Why you gotta be like this.." He looks at me disappointed then grins and reaches out for a hug that I gladly give back.
We wander around for a little bit and I got to observe him in side glances, his sliver hair is always one of my favorite things, his glasses the round ones he custom got and I think makes him look fine as hell... but he always does. Before I can keep looking he notices and gives me a questioning look, "what are you doing?" He asks softly. "nothingg, just uhhh, admiring the view." I grin at him and he smiles and shakes his head at me. I laugh lightly and we stand in our stairway, the one that leads to the basement because we don’t want to be interrupted or stared at.
"Hey..." I quietly get Yonnei's attention, he raises his brows then furrows them looking at me tilting his head in that slightly puppy way. "What's up?"
I shift from foot to foot and rub my head, "It's Just... well do you know what day it is?" He looks confused for a second then looks at me and grins slowly, "I think so. Why what day is it?"
I reach into my pocket and pull out a pin, on it says 'cutest person' with an arrow pointing to the wearer of it. "Oh, my goddd." He laughs and tilts his head back with it, I grin, "Do you like it? I had to get it online, almost ran out."
"Yes! It's great." He pins it onto his jean jacket and smiled, he pulled me into a hug that I happily returned.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." I tuck my arm through his and we walk off slowly to the direction of our first hour classes because we know the bell will be ringing soon anyhow. As we walk we run into a few kids that are taking up most of the hallway, and they seem like they won't move at all. They ignore us and talk loudly amongst themselves.
"Excuse us." I say loud enough that they can hear me. They at look us up and down and make a face of disgust. I try lower my voice, so my accent is more prominent, "Sorry lads, are we goin' to 'ave a problem?"
The one blocking the way the most grunts and moves out of the way. "thank you, that wasn't that hard was it." I say and walk through with Yonnei behind me. Under their breath I hear one say "fag..."
If there is one thing that turns my blood cold is that word. "Fuck you say?!" I whip around and give an almost snarl.
"You heard me, it's just gross, not natural." He says and makes a face, I stand up and Yonnei holds onto my arm, I look at him and he gives me a look of, 'don’t do it' because if anything I overreact when someone says something mean. I shake my head at him and turn away and I see him smirk and look at his friends.
"Yha, that’s right, go with your gross boyfriend and-" as he says gross, he shoves me and Yonnei forward, and before he can say anything more Yonnei whips around and punches him square in his nose.
"Yonnei! What are you doing?" I exclaim and look shocked as they pick him up and haul him away, most likely to the nurse then the office. He grunts and flexes his hand that has bruises that are already forming and blood, some from the kid, some from his two busted knuckles. "Come on, let's get that fixed, and going to the nurse isn't a good idea right now..." I take his other hand and hold it in mine, despite the fact that he just punched someone, holding his hand still gives me feelings of pure joy. Anyway, back to the wound.
We go into the men's bathroom and I drop my bag and search through till I find gauze and a padding it use under it. "Are you mad?" Yonnei asked me with what first seems like anger then I look at him and see he's worried, my face softens from the annoyed expression I didn’t know I was holding.
"No, I'm not mad, not at you. I'm just pissed and... sad at those guys and how, stupid they are." I give him a tight smile and take his hand to wash it in the sink to get the blood off it and cool it down. He flinches but nods me on, I grab a paper towel and pat as much dry as I can. Then I place the padding down and wrap it up.
"Hey, why do you have gauze in your bag?" Yonnei questions and softly flexes his hand, "Uh, special effects bag." "Ohhh, makes sense." We smile at each other and I pack my bag up, thankfully no one comes into the bathroom as I quick lean in and give him a small kiss that he returns.
"Ok, should we report them to the office orr wait it out?" Yonnei asks skeptically and looks at me.
"Oh, you want me to decide? Mate, you know I' m bad at decisions." I look at him back.
"Maybe we should ask the group?" I thought about it for a moment. "Mmmmm, I guess that seems like a good idea."
We made it down to the table where the gang was sittin' and started to ask what they thought. Jack said we should tell the reason to administration and get our story in before they get a bad view of us. Makes sense, with his frizzy and wonderful big hair, he seems to be the peace type and he is, Mac said we should wait it out, but he's so scared of conflict I don’t know what to do with his advice. Indigo was next, she first sided with Jack but then added that maybe we should just call our parents and tell them and head home after that.
Right as we were going to head to the office, an office member came down to our table and looked at me and Yonnei skeptically, "Are you two Gabriel and uh, Johnson?" Jack looks confused and says, "Wait, who's Johnson?" I glance at Jack and he gives me a look of 'you got this' with mild confusion. We both nod and she ask us to come with her.
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We get up and walk with her to the office, worry runs through me, but we are in the right anyway. As we get closer I see them sitting in the office with the principle and the one that was punched is now holding an ice pack too his face and under it I see a bandage covering it. That's so lame, there wasn't even that much blood from it, Yonnei got it much worse and didn't even get to go to the nurse yet.
We come in and sit down, them on one side of the room, us the other. The lady who led us here walks out and the principle sits forward in his chair and looks at us.
"So, gentlemen why did this happen? I have already here their side of the story, what's yours?" He looks at us waiting for a response. He's looking at me funny, I can't tell why...
"They called us a slur and we tried to stay neutral, but they didn’t let up. He was harassing us, so I stopped him." Yonnei calmly replied and looked at the principle right in the face.
"Well, Johnathan here told me that he said hi and you yelled at him to move and when he didn't fast enough you punched him." He pauses for effect and starts again. "So either one of you are lying or something is not adding up." I sit forward and look Johnathan in the eyes, he tries to hold it but looks away quickly.
"Sir, he called us a slur and then when we asked for him to stop and let us through he did. But then called us... disgusting and shoved us." I paused before saying disgusting to try and control myself, "So Yonnei was defending both me and him."
He looks at us skeptically and looked back at Johnathan, "Alright boys, were going to interview you individually."
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It's 2nd hour now, they are so slow with interviewing us all, because it's that important. I texted Jack asking if anything was happening in the normal world when the door opened and Yonnei came out and they called me in.
I sat down and waited for the principle to come back in, when he did he started out with something I didn’t expect. "So, we called all four of you parents in, Johnathan and Will said more of their friends were there but didn’t do anything. Uh, Yonnei" he said his name funny and awkward, "Said they didn’t do anything too but didn’t help either." I looked at him indifferent and remembered back to last year.
Something you should know about our school is that when we had a week for LGBT and most everyone in the school was indifferent about it or was happy for recognition. But as it was happening and we who are in that were just having a good time, Mr. Hate over here, yha that was kind of lame nickname, decided to end it early.
Now I don’t know exactly why, but I heard from a girl that was leading it he said something along the lines of "we shouldn’t give these weirdos too much attention." Yha, idiotic.
As he finishes up talking about who knows what I hear a knock on the door and the secretary pops in, "Gabriel, your mom is here now." She says to me and smiles and nods to the principal. Something he didn't expect is that my mom is head welder at Samson's CO, so when she walks in that door dresses in a worker one-suit that smells like hot metal and burnt fabric he isn't ready to talk with her.
My mum sits down with I look that say she could kill him right then and there and turns and looks at me.
"Are you ok sweetie? Not hurt?" Her voice is strained like it usually is when she's been yelling over machinery and now because I know she is risking a lot coming in on trainee week.
"Now, Mr. Lark, what is so important that you called me in even after I said I cannot leave work? Because right now there is about 20 new workers at Samson's that have no experience and are waiting for me and only me to come back. No one else can work with them."
He adjusts his papers and sits up straighter, every man I've seen talk to my mum thinks they can talk down to her or she won't fight back. Mostly it's because she's about 5'3" and looks like she weighs 95 pounds. But she can be very scary.
"You see ma'am," she looks at him pointedly when he says that and in response he shifts in his chair, "your son and his friend, Yonnei, were in the hall harassing other students." "Oh. Were they now?" She turns to me, "Gabe, love, tell me what happened." I explain what happened like I did to Mr. Lark and when I finish she turns slowly back to him.
"So, let me understand, you let your students bully and won't believe what my son says at all? Why's that?" She sits back in her seat and crosses her arms, brows drawn together and a look ready to kill.
"Well you see, some students has the tendency to, well, follow the wrong lifestyle and it-" "Wait, lifestyle? What do you mean 'lifestyle'?" He shifts and his eyes flicker around not settling anywhere.
"Well, it's only my guess as to why your, son was being picked on." He takes a breath and licks his lips nervously and continues, "Well, we can't stop students from being, open in their choices and many don’t approve of such things."
Mum turns to look at me and I look back at her the same way, disgusted.
"Are you telling me that my son and his boyfriend were bullied because they are gay? And you can't do anything about it?" She sits forward in her chair and juts her chin out in question.
"Well, I...I wouldn’t say they are, gay. I mean if you just didn’t try and be a boy this wouldn’t happen." He points at me and I give him a look he flinched.
"I am not 'trying' to be a boy, I have been my whole life, and if you want proof look at the school records and my driving license, it says male and there." I speak with gravel in my voice and so much poison in my tone the words almost burn my lips.
"How dare you attack my son like that, Gabe, come with me, we are talking with those boys now."
We walk out and stand in front of Johnathan and Will, my mom waves Yonnei over too. They both sat up more and looked at her.
"So, you two got anything to say for yourselves?" She questioned and waited for an answer, both looked at the other.
"They were provoking us, we were just defending ourselves." Johnathan said, with a hint of smugness.
"Really? And what did they say to you dear?" She said her voice raising an octave and her Scottish tone coming out, commanding the truth... or commanding weird looks from the kids.
"Exactly my point, you did the wrong thing and called then names, just say so and we can all leave, and you won't be in more trouble." She said and waited, they said what really happened me and Yonnei filling in a bit more and they were scolded and dished out ISS, in school suspension if you didn’t know. They left and my mum pulled us both into a hug and asked if we were ok. After reassuring her, many times she left back to work and we got to go home for, 'recovery from harassment'.
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We decide to stay together and go to Yonnei's house and chill for the rest of the day. We arrive and head to his room, it is all a cream-ish color with one wall chalkboard that is covered in drawings and sketches with one corner in the bottom having messages I wrote to him. You wouldn’t even know it's there because he had to cover it with a poster of the flash, so his mom couldn’t see it, she didn’t exactly know that me and Yonnei are together... or that he's into guys.
When he came out as bisexual to her she went crazy and just, was horrible. After that we were careful to never let her even think there was anything more between us.
He took his bag off and tucked it next to his desk, I put mine against the bed and flopped onto it and closed my eyes relaxing. I heard him switch the tiny projector on and felt the bed dip where he lied down next to me. with my eyes still closed I reached over and pulled him closer into me, he softly laughed earning a grin from me.
"Hey, you alright?" I ask Yonnei and open my eyes looking at him. He turns to look at me briefly looking everywhere all over my face then back to my eyes, "Yha, I'm fine now...Why do you ask?" I shrug and rest my head on him.
"I just didn't want them to get to you, it's stupid and they are stupid." I smile softly at him and he returns it. I look at his fascinating eyes then down to his lips, my eyes darting back up hoping he didn’t really see that. I don't think he did considering he is looking at mine. He carefully tilts his head down to mine, and i gently stretch up to meet his. Suddenly my phone buzzes loudly and I groan and pull it out, Yonnei jokingly rolls his eyes and lays back down watching the projector. I answer my phone, the call from my transition therapist, the one from my old town, odd she'd call, it must cost a far bit to call from Scotland.
"Hello?" I reply with, "Hello Gabriel," her accent is thicker than mine, I forgot she can't speak English as well as me.
"Sorry" I say switching to Scottish, "What’s up?" I hear her almost sigh on the other end.
"I was calling to let you know some information about back here." There was the sound of papers rustling on the other end and then the phone clinking against her ear again.
"I know you won't like to hear it, but your uncle had come into my office the other day and demanded that he talks to you. Would you like me to play a recording of what he said?" I sigh slightly and drop my head back, seeing Yonnei look at me slightly funny with a smile, I guess loud Scottish can do that to someone.
"Yes, go ahead, I assume it's from the uncle on my dad's side?"
"Yes, I wanted to make sure, it is quite rude and wanted to let you know." I tell her again its ok and she plays the recording. At first its muffled and sounds like someone is moving the device under a piece of fabric then it's clear and rudely loud.
"I want to speak to my niece, where is she?" The loud rough sound of his smoker voice comes through my phone, feeling like a curse. Yonnei looks at me questionably knowing the sound of his voice and checking if I’m ok. I nod and take his hand to hold and he gently squeezes it.
"Alright sir, what is her name?" Ms. Kurter, the therapist asks, she doesn’t know my uncle that well or that he is talking about me.
"******, her name is ******." I hear a pause and my therapist taking a deep calming breath.
"Sir, that is Gabriel you are talking about, he is not a female. If you wish to speak to him, you will have to make a call. He is still in America with his mother." I smile at how well she explains it and corrects him properly. But it doesn’t last.
"That’s idiotic, she is just a faker!" He switched to English, "Fake you 'ere? Fake! If I evea see 'er again ill show 'er how we treat boys!" The recording end and I tell my therapist yes I will be ok and that her for letting me know of this.
I hang up and toss my phone to the side and Yonnei looks at me worried. He heard the English part of it and i can tell is bothering him, he doesn't want to say anything though.
"Don't worry." I say and open my arms to a hug, that he happy falls into, "I don’t look or sound like a girl at all, it doesn’t affect me." He sighs deeply and returns the hug.
"I know, but it's still mean, and I remember back when you just started testosterone was so scared for you because it was so easy for people to hurt you... I still worry all the time something will happen to you." He held on to me and rested his chest down again.
"No, I should be fine, but sometimes things get to yeh." We lay there for just a but before I feel his head tilt like he wants to say something. I tilt down to look at him more and he could apparently feel me move and turned his head to look up at me. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met and he pushed himself up and high so now we were eye to eye. Mine flickered around his face taking it in and rested last on his lips. Slowly, his head dipped down to mine, and I reached up to meet him halfway and I don't feel fireworks. I feel a rightness, the perfect fit of my lips against his, and how I could live off the joy from being so close to him.
Once we both pull back i can't help but smile and he does too, laughing softly.
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It's dark, I can barely see, I can only feel the whisper of damp hot air across my exposed neck, I walk forward slowly, not trusting this area that despite all the lights my vison is almost black.
Surprisingly I see Gabriel, he's looking around in the other way that I am, i walk up to him, "Gabe? Where are we? Why is it so dark..."
I grab his arm with my hand letting him know it's me and he turns to me, "Yonnei! There you are." He smiles and pulls me along to what looks like a beach side pier, below the waves are softly stirring. He takes my hand in his, its warm and soft witch is odd... Gabriel's always cold and has rougher than that hands.
without warning he turns to me and kisses me on my cheek, then softly on my neck. I get chills, i shiver slightly from the soft brush of lips moving down to my collarbone. He pulls back and laughs.
Slowly a low sound of heavy iron being dragged across another piece of metal sounds out, making me jump and look around, I can't see anything but when I look at Gabriel my blood runs cold.
He's standing there. But, something is wrong.
A smile is on his face, but it doesn't seem... Real, like he is looking at someone he hates, its bitter and I want to look away, but I can't.
I can feel the waves crashing hard, so close, the wind isn't warm anymore.
Its freezing, what's happening, he's laughing. Make him stop.
I wake up suddenly, it was just a dream, Jesus...
Gabriel sits up and blinks, eyes barely open. I must look worried because he sits up and gets closer finding my hand.
"Wot's 'rong love? Somthin' 'appen?" His voice his still slightly heavy from sleep but he blinks again and looks wide awake, I softly smile and squeeze his hand and tell him what happened.
"Well I can tell yeh that I'd never do that Yonnei," he says. I smile and open my arms for a hug, he grins and drops into my arms and I fall backwards with him. Gabriel laughs and pushes his head into my neck, breathing in deeply and it tickles slightly but I smile.
I'm ok. I have him.
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I reach out and wrap my arms more around Yonnei, I hug him to me and we curled up together. And I hold him slowly getting tired again. right before I drift off I feel him softly kiss my nose, I half smiled and reach to kiss his neck. I do and I hear him laugh right as I fall asleep. My head crashing into him.
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I wake up supriesed and confused to where I am. I don’t smell any home sents and someone is yelling, I instantly turn to flight mode and find a pillow to defend myself. I stop when I see Yonnei lying there looking confused and worried, I settle back down and smile apologetically.
"Mmm, what just happened?" He said rubbing his eyes and slightly laughing. I placed my head next to his shoulder and rested my arm across his chest holding him close.
"Ah, I 'ere voice's yellin' and I panicked for a second. Don’t know why me mum yells all the time."
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Okay but I need some April/Shini in my life. Especially about their date in Japan from your other fic oh my goddd it's just 1000%
(placed in this fic’s universe, some shini/april dating nonsense)
Somewhere after April nearly dislocates a very rude man’sarm, Shini realizes this American girl is exactly the sort of individual she’sbeen looking for since her previous girlfriend.
Sure, April doesn’t bathe enough, tends to wear the samet-shirt three days in a row, and spends majority of her time with boys who dothe same- but, when she cleans up,April looks pretty darn good.
Like she does now, dressed in the suit Shini had hand tailoredfor her, and glaring at the man who’d tried to harass them both. April’s hairglows in the neon lights of the club district, and her displeased aura shinessimilarly.
Shini eases out of the casual defence stance she’d taken,and nearly sighs as April- small as she is- shoves the wannabe offender awaywithout effort. He’s making all sorts of pained noises, and Shini smilespleasantly. His arm will be fine, so long as he receives the appropriatemedical care.
Which they won’t be assisting him with, obviously.
“Ready to go?” Shini asks, sliding her arm around April’s.
The other woman looks up at her, blue eyes still alight withanger. And she smiles toothily, doing so many things to Shini’s heart.
“Ready if you are,” April replies. Then, glancing after theman she’s sent running, “We should also probably leave before the police gethere. Can you run in those heels?”
Shini scoffs. “Can I run in these? Oh April, I kicked yourpretty little self all over a roof in ones twice as high, the first time wemet. These are nothing.”
“I’m fairly certain I still owe you for that.”
“Well, how about a race to settle it? First to the next clubis declared winner,” Shini leans close, near April’s ear and whispers, “andthat winner will get whatever they want. Are you game?”
Shini thinks about April being out of that suit, and smiles,brushing her lips just along theshell of April’s ear.
April’s ear goes satisfyingly red.
Shini smiles wider.
“Oh you are on,”April proclaims.
Shini laughs, and impulsively presses a feather-light kissto April’s cheek. The resulting blush is just so endearing to see, and Shini takes off running.
April snaps out of her daze. “Hey- hey that’s cheating!”
“All is fair in love and war!” Shini calls back gleefully.
They race through the streets, Shini’s titanium heelsholding up just fine under the strain. She opts to swing up onto the roofs,leaving April behind as she races to beat her date to their destination.
Of course, as a representative of the Foot clan as well asit’s second in command, this would be the perfect moment to ambush her. As such,just that happens.
Shini slows, seeing figures creeping out of the shadowstowards her. She’s alone on a rooftop, in just her heels and lovely blacknumber. The most she has is her clutch purse, and a cellphone.
“Tsk,” She says, adding up all her enemy’s numbers andgetting an even twelve. “It’s very rude to interrupt someone’s date, I’ll haveyou know.”
Her enemies say nothing, and they rush her. Probably eitherto assassinate her or take her as hostage to use against Karai.
Why does everyone think that just because she’s not wearingarmor, she’s defenseless?
And why does everyone always underestimate the worth of highheels?
Shini puts the razor tip of her heel through the opening ofone assassin’s armor, and relishes in the resulting scream.
Honestly. It’s like no one knows how deadly a pair of heelsreally can be. Or how many uses a purse can have.
Shini disembowels three men- poor armor choices on theirpart- slits the neck of two- again, poor armor choices, and she does so loveher purse’s hidden knife compartment- and simply tosses the others off the roof.
She huffs to herself, straightens her push up bra, and stepsover the pool of blood around her. “I told you,” She says to the men as shewalks away from them. “It’s very rude to interrupt someone’s date.”
One of them gurgles at her.
She puts her heel through his hand, and walks away as hescreams.
Shini arrives too late to beat April- shame, she’d had sucha lovely plan in mind. April sees her the moment she steps out of the dark andlights up victoriously.
Well, that is as good a second place prize as any.
“I won,” April says, tilting her chin. “That means you haveto do what I want now.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” Shini says, stepping closer toApril. With her hair tied back like that, and just the slightest hints ofeyeshadow, April looks utterly kissable.
April grins cheekily. “I can think of something. Come here.”
Shini bends, and lets her shorter date pull her into a kiss.
Oh yes. This is an excellentsecond place prize.
“But this isn’t it,” April whispers, breath tickling Shini’slips. “I have another idea, for later.”
Shini raises one eyebrow. “How much later?”
“I think some dancing before we head home should be enoughof a delay, then it’ll be later,” April smiles coyly, and has a wicked gleam inher eyes. “And you’ll have to do whatever I say.”
Shini grins; she does so like how this girl thinks.
“Now that, I think I can agree to,” Shini replies in a lowvoice. April giggles; her mask of seduction breaking into blushing again, and Shini’sheart does so many things at that sight.
Shini later finds April looks even better without herstunning suit.
It’s an excellent discovery, and she presses a flurry ofkisses all over the scars that dot April’s body. There’s so many, April’s doneand seen so much in her life. It’s incredible.
Shini needs to know the story of each mark, and she tells Aprilso between kisses.
“Only if you show me how to hypnotise people,” April replies.
“That can be arranged,” Shini says with smile.
April then laughs as Shini pulls her into another embrace,rolling them across the large bed they’re sharing. Shini ends up with thesmaller woman on top of her, staring up at the halo April seems to have.
In the low bedroom light, just like in street lights, April glows.It’s glorious to see.
“I’m so lucky I didn’t kill you,” April says, staring downat Shini. “That would’ve been awful.”
“You’re also lucky I didn’t kill you,” Shini replies,reaching up and cupping April’s cheek. “You left your right flank open thewhole time.”
“Think you could cover that for me from now on?”
“I think that can also be arranged…”
April leans down, and they stop talking for a long while.
#My writing#request night#tmnt#tmnt 2012#april o'neil#shinigami#femslash night#eyyyyy love my gays#this was good#thank you anon i love them too
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Amelia pt. 1
I had an idea that won’t go away until I wrote it. Molly was a camgirl and Sherlock finds out. Please be aware that this is a little on the saucy side (so much smut) so Mature readers only.
Molly was voluntold yet again by the great Sherlock Holmes to be his partner against crime. Thus, she was stuck taking notes as the latter listened to his client’s demands. It was something she enjoyed on occasion. Spending the day with Sherlock makes her happy though he tends to be a smidge overbearing. However, her adoration for the man never waned even as he shredded the last of her patience.
She went back to doodling on her notepad. Sherlock sat imperiously on his chair and bristled with boredom. Molly can already tell that he solved the problem a few minutes ago. However, both individuals could not get a word edgewise with the blubbering man in their midst. Only when the client paused for a breath of air did Sherlock intervened.
Naturally, the client was amazed at Sherlock’s expeditious wit. And of course, Sherlock’s already inflated ego ballooned in size with his praise. She did nothing but roll her eyes as discreetly as she can.
As she turned away, wayward strands of her hair obscured her face. She gently tucked her hair behind her ear when the man started with an exclamation.
“I knew I recognized you! You’re Amelia! The girl in the videos.”
Molly felt her insides run cold. She instantly laughed awkwardly, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“But you really look like her. And I would know. I used to-well, never mind,” the man said as his cheeks colored. He did give her a leer as he took in Molly’s brightly colored jumper and conventional jeans. The man shook his head, profusely apologized and left in a haste.
Sherlock gazed at her intensely. “Amelia?”
Molly shrugged, “I have no idea.”
He narrowed his eyes a bit and grunted for the next client.
She took a small breath of relief. Unbeknownst to her, Sherlock’s suspicion and curiosity will bring her darkest secret to light.
It was a few days later after he last enlisted Molly as John’s replacement for the day. He meticulously arranged more time with his pathologist than normal. His burgeoning sentiment for her no longer something he can push aside. However, he’s still deliberating on how to broach the subject with her. While he did so, he was waylaid by an exciting level nine case that took his mind off her and the small odd interaction with Molly and a client. Molly’s reaction to the man’s inquiry proved that she is said Amelia. But it did not give any explanation about her abrupt denial. Upon clearing his mind palace of unnecessary clutter, he stumbled upon the mystery of Amelia. It took him several days of digging in the internet before he even got a lead.
Even more confounding, all leads that he picked up eventually led him in circles. As he delved deeper and deeper into the web, he followed minuscule breadcrumbs of the woman. Finally, after spending two days in the dark net, he found a dedicated server for the most celebrated underground cam videos from the early 90′s.
There was only one surviving video from the said woman. Apparently, there was a purge from the original server after several videos of underage females circulated. All that was left of Amelia’s legacy was a ten minute long video.
As soon as he clicked on the video, he was shocked to see a younger Molly clad in a revealing nightie. She stared at the camera with her big, brown eyes whilst wearing a sensuous grin. There was something incredibly seductive about her expression. A mischievous seductress, if you will. She bit the bottom half of her lip and diverted her vision toward the left hand side of the screen. Molly giggled as she read a comment about her nightie out loud.
“You want me to take it off?” She giggled again. “It’s going to cost you.”
There was a ringing sound that signaled a form of payment.
Molly’s grin grew as she studiously stood up and removed the article of clothing. It revealed her perky breasts that swayed with her movement. Her rosy nipples crowning the mounds that Sherlock once ridiculed. Boy, was he wrong. He unconsciously licked his lips.
“Do you like what you see?”
Sherlock nodded slowly.
Molly ran her hand across her right breast and gave her nipple a gentle squeeze. She gave a low breathy moan.
Beads of perspiration coated Sherlock’s forehead.
Molly grasped her other nipple and gave it a much harder squeeze. She made a show of squirming her hips. Another round of ringing was heard.
“Mmmm, baby... you’re making me wet. Would you like to see?”
Sherlock could not help but utter a resounding, “Yes!”
A stretch of ringing echoed before Molly stood up. She turned around and jutted her bum. And what a beautiful bum it was. Plump with a tiny scrap of cotton obscuring her nether regions. She wiggled her butt and Sherlock was left following the movement. There was a significant tightness in his pants that he refused to acknowledge.
With deliberate slowness, Molly shed off her cotton panties. Her bare cunt left open for the paying perverts to see. Ironically, as he would think of this much later, he’s one of said perverts. But all that didn’t matter to him at the moment. Molly turned around and sat down on the bed, legs askew.
“Do you see how wet you make me, baby?” she purred. A bout of ringing invaded the silence.
“More?” she teased. She held up two fingers and licked it. It was maddeningly sexual the way she licked her fingers. Then, she proceeded to touch herself. Her hips twitched every time the fingers touched her clit. She moaned out loud, eyes closed and very much in the throes of sexual pleasure.
If ever there was an image that will be seared in Sherlock’s mind, he willed it to be this.
Another round of ringing interrupted her. Molly wore another saucy grin and pulled a dildo from her dresser. She gave it a good cleaning with wipes conveniently stored next to it.
“I want more. So much teasing and I’m already so close.” Like her with her fingers, her mouth gave the same attention to the dildo. She made a show of sucking the shaft and licking the head of the toy.
it was now Sherlock’s turn to groan. He can just imagine his own shaft in lieu of the toy.
When she deemed it appropriately lubricated the dildo, she maneuvered herself so that the camera captured the toy and her wet heat. She waited for a beat.
“Would you like to see me get off?”
A vigorous round of ringing can be heard. If Sherlock was being honest with himself, he would not hesitate paying all the money he had just to see Molly and her sex toy for even a measly minute.
“Oh goddd...fuck!” Molly bellowed as the toy entered her sex. She slowly moved the dildo up and down, setting a comfortable pace whilst making sure it was hitting her g-spot. She interchanged moaning with a litany of curses as she chased her climax. Her licked her other hand and rubbed her clit.
She was a picture of wild, wanton sex. And it drove him into lust-addled frenzy.
Sherlock released his hardened cock from the restriction of his pants. He caressed himself, mimicking the movement of her toy. Her loud groans egged him on. He was on the edge already. And judging by the curl of her toes, so was she.
She increased her pace and jammed the toy harder into her sex. Her legs started shaking and her eyes curled upwards. She came with a shout, her juices squirting from her sex. He followed almost instantly. He came with a shudder and a loud groan.
Molly, in the middle of climax, is by far, the most erotic thing Sherlock had ever envisioned.
She pulled out the toy from herself and languidly stood up. Her legs were still shaky but she moved closer to the computer. She gave the viewers a bright smile, reminiscent of the ones she reserve for Sherlock.
“This is Amelia signing off. See you next time.” She let out a cute wink and the video ended.
Sherlock is now at a loss. In a day, he found out that the girl he may or may not (mostly leaning toward the former) be in love with harbored a secret past and he now has a newly-discovered fetish. One thing is for certain though.
He will make sure that Molly becomes his.
You guys... this is my first time writing smut. Let me know okay. Too much? Needs more? Please please, let me know.
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Call the angel- Chapter one
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"Friday… why can’t it be Friday…” I get out of bed and try to find the right clothes, today is the day I go to my transfer school after a break and I’m not ready for the pain, and suffering… ok its bad but I don’t think that bad, kids at my old school made fun of me all the time. Now it’s mostly just my accent they mock, but hey I’ll take that over how it was before any time.
‘Mum, have you seen my black coveralls anywhere? I can’t find ‘em?” I shouted downstairs, “Yes, I put them on your chair, but you put your coat over it.” I looked and sure enough it was. I pull them on after my… other stuff… yha, find my checkered shirt, nothing says ‘don’t look at me’ like black and white clothes. Old vans and my dingy green bomber that has half a dozen pins on it, well it's not that bad, just not the newest one out there.
I head downstairs and put together my pack for school. I’m almost out the door when my mum stops.
“Gabriel, come here love.” I head over worried; she never uses my full name. “don’t let them bring you down today, you’re my son, and I couldn’t lose you.”
I softly smile at her, “I won’t let em, trust me.” She nods her head, “good, and don’t forget your wallet dear.” I grab it and show her I did and stick it in my pocket and head out.
Nothing like a day of hateful teens and one that matters. And that one would be, well, my boyfriend. Yha, shocker I'm gay, anyway school is about 3 blocks and I don’t feel like driving my scooter there. Nothing says bully me like a white and gold scooter.
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I finally make it there, not that long a walk but its warmer than it was before but the schools always a temperature to make you cold. I walk down the halls trying to stand up to my full extent, I'm 5' 6" but I wear insoles because I’m a prick and why the hell not. So thank god I’m about as tall as everyone else. I see him down the hall, Yonnei, ma boy, lovely boy, I walk quicker to reach him and quick slam into him last second when he sees me. "HEY, got you mate!" I smile at him and take a small step back, "Why you gotta be like this.." He looks at me disappointed then grins and reaches out for a hug that I gladly give back.
We wander around for a little bit and I got to observe him in side glances, his sliver hair is always one of my favorite things, his glasses the round ones he custom got and I think makes him look fine as hell... but he always does. Before I can keep looking he notices and gives me a questioning look, "what are you doing?" He asks softly. "nothingg, just uhhh, admiring the view." I grin at him and he smiles and shakes his head at me. I laugh lightly and we stand in our stairway, the one that leads to the basement because we don’t want to be interrupted or stared at.
"Hey..." I quietly get Yonnei's attention, he raises his brows then furrows them looking at me tilting his head in that slightly puppy way. "What's up?"
I shift from foot to foot and rub my head, "It's Just... well do you know what day it is?" He looks confused for a second then looks at me and grins slowly, "I think so. Why what day is it?"
I reach into my pocket and pull out a pin, on it says 'cutest person' with an arrow pointing to the wearer of it. "Oh, my goddd." He laughs and tilts his head back with it, I grin, "Do you like it? I had to get it online, almost ran out."
"Yes! It's great." He pins it onto his jean jacket and smiled, he pulled me into a hug that I happily returned.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." I tuck my arm through his and we walk off slowly to the direction of our first hour classes because we know the bell will be ringing soon anyhow. As we walk we run into a few kids that are taking up most of the hallway, and they seem like they won't move at all. They ignore us and talk loudly amongst themselves.
"Excuse us." I say loud enough that they can hear me. They at look us up and down and make a face of disgust. I try lower my voice, so my accent is more prominent, "Sorry lads, are we goin' to 'ave a problem?"
The one blocking the way the most grunts and moves out of the way. "thank you, that wasn't that hard was it." I say and walk through with Yonnei behind me. Under their breath I hear one say "fag..."
If there is one thing that turns my blood cold is that word. "Fuck you say?!" I whip around and give an almost snarl.
"You heard me, it's just gross, not natural." He says and makes a face, I stand up and Yonnei holds onto my arm, I look at him and he gives me a look of, 'don’t do it' because if anything I overreact when someone says something mean. I shake my head at him and turn away and I see him smirk and look at his friends.
"Yha, that’s right, go with your gross boyfriend and-" as he says gross, he shoves me and Yonnei forward, and before he can say anything more Yonnei whips around and punches him square in his nose.
"Yonnei! What are you doing?" I exclaim and look shocked as they pick him up and haul him away, most likely to the nurse then the office. He grunts and flexes his hand that has bruises that are already forming and blood, some from the kid, some from his two busted knuckles. "Come on, let's get that fixed, and going to the nurse isn't a good idea right now..." I take his other hand and hold it in mine, despite the fact that he just punched someone, holding his hand still gives me feelings of pure joy. Anyway, back to the wound.
We go into the men's bathroom and I drop my bag and search through till I find gauze and a padding it use under it. "Are you mad?" Yonnei asked me with what first seems like anger then I look at him and see he's worried, my face softens from a annoyed expression I didn’t know I was holding.
"No, I'm not mad, not at you. I'm just pissed and... sad at those guys and how, stupid they are." I give him a tight smile and take his hand to wash it in the sink to get the blood off it and cool it down. He flinches but nods me on, I grab a paper towel and pat as much dry as I can. Then I place the padding down and wrap it up.
"Hey, why do you have gauze in your bag?" Yonnei questions and softly flexes his hand, "Uh, special effects bag." "Ohhh, makes sense." We smile at each other and I pack my bag up, thankfully no one comes into the bathroom as I quick lean in and give him a small kiss that he returns.
"Ok, should we report them to the office orr wait it out?" Yonnei asks skeptically and looks at me.
"Oh, you want me to decide? Mate, you know I' m bad at decisions." I look at him back.
"Maybe we should ask the group?" I thought about it for a moment. "Mmmmm, I guess that seems like a good idea."
We made it down to the table where the gang was sittin' and started to ask what they thought. Jack said we should tell the reason to administration and get our story in before they get a bad view of us. Makes sense, with his frizzy and wonderful big hair, he seems to be the peace type and he is, Mac said we should wait it out, but he's so scared of conflict I don’t know what to do with his advice. Indigo was next, she first sided with Jack but then added that maybe we should just call our parents and tell them and head home after that.
Right as we were going to head to the office, an office member came down to our table and looked at me and Yonnei skeptically, "Are you two Gabriel and uh, Johnson?" Jack looks confused and says, "Wait, who's Johnson?" I glance at Jack and he gives me a look of 'you got this' with mild confusion. We both nod and she ask us to come with her.
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