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◐ | 𝕬𝖛𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖆 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕕 | ◑

Greed is an uncontrolled longing for increase in the acquisition or use: of material gain; or social value, such as status, or power.

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Γ pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Γ word count: 5.2k

Γ summary: When you’re in need of some quick, flashy jewelry for an event, what better place to go than a pawn shop? However when nothing catches your eye, the shop owner shows you something that you absolutely must have. But when the pricing is much more than you anticipated, you think of another way to get it. Just how far are you willing to go for a bargain?

Γ tags: 18+, hoseok x reader, unprotected sex, oral (f), monster fucking kinda, sexual bribery(?) (if you couldnt tell, you fuck for the jewelry), he cums in you lmao, ripped panties, hair pulling, demon au, seven deadly sins au

Γ part: 3 of 7 of our Seven Deadly Sins Milestone Challenge.

⋫ Link to Master List here

Γ a/n: Welcome to part 3 of our seven deadly sins! Hope you guys aren’t too full from reading gluttony because now it’s time for a little greed. Things get a lil more freaky deaky in this chapter so I hope you all enjoy it! A new chapter will be released everyday so please look forward to the remaining sins! As always, thot on, sinners ;)

-Fizzy ԅ(♡﹃♡ԅ)

When you had first stepped into the pawn shop, you were immediately taken aback. You were so used to seeing the stereotypical dirty, everything out of place, type shops on tv that you were expecting it to be the same in person. However you were surprised to say the least, when the faint smell of sage drifted through your nose, and if you concentrated hard enough you could pick out scents of leather as well.

You slowly walked through the shop, eyes flicking to and fro because everything seemed to catch your attention. From the organized shelves of books, to the clear, gold rimmed cases filled with trinkets, to even the perfectly stocked and alphabetized case of video games and dvd’s. However you walked right past all of those things and more to find the jewelry section.

Tonight you were attending a friend’s art gallery event and while you did have an outfit already picked out, you decided last minute you wanted to buy a new piece of jewelry to bring it all together, because let’s face it, those little pearl earrings were not going to cut it. So when you caught sight of a pawn shop you hadn’t seen before on your street, you decided you would probably find something extravagant but also cheap there. You were only going to wear it for one night after all.

When reaching the front of the store, your eyes flick downward into the clear display full of various jewelry. There were pieces here and there that made your lips purse in consideration but nothing really jumped out at you. Walking towards the right while still looking down, your fingertips dragged across the glass, hoping that something would catch your eye. Too deep in thoughts, you didn’t notice someone calling out to you until your hand softly bumped into someone else’s on the other side of the display.

Your body jumped slightly and you pulled your hand away, an apology ready to come out but dying on your tongue once you looked up and saw who the hand belonged to.

He was absolutely breathtaking, literally, when you looked up at him you swore you felt your breath get lodged in your throat. Your eyes landed on his gentle smile, causing his cheeks to round up into two perfect little circles, his warm eyes made an odd feeling spread throughout your chest- ‘is it a little hotter in here?’-, and his wavy black hair parted down the middle. He seemed ethereal, with his black blazer over the matching shirt and pants. On his ring finger was a bright topaz ring, a gold band surrounding it, the surface glittering softly in the harsh fluorescent lights. It was strange you thought, ‘He seems a little too overdressed for a pawn shop, no?’, his look making your eyebrows furrow slightly together.

He looked to be out of place, like a queen participating in a hot dog eating contest.

“Can I help you with anything?” He inquired softly, tilting his head to the side.

“Uh...,” You shook your head and cleared your throat, trying to gather your thoughts.

“Yeah, I’m looking for a piece of jewelry.” Your eyes glanced down and scanned over the items again. “I uh, have an event later on tonight and I’m trying to find something last minute.” You chuckled sheepishly, looking back up at the handsome man.

“Well what do you have in mind?”

“Not sure, I want it to bring my whole outfit together though.” You smiled thoughtfully, feeling your cheeks warm at the smile you were receiving back.

“What are you wearing? If I see the outfit, I can help you out some more.” So you pulled out your phone, scrolling through your photos to find the picture of the outfit you took a couple of days earlier. It was a simple little long sleeve, black dress, with a v in the back. Your simple heels and pearl earrings were enough to make you presentable, but you really wanted to present yourself.

The man studied it for a few seconds before nodding politely, gesturing to another display case further to your right. Upon reaching it, you noticed this one was filled more with necklaces with a few charms scattered about. While they were more intricate than the ones you were previously looking at, your heart wasn’t really pulling towards any of them.

“See anything you like?” There was something warm about his voice, that just made you feel calm. Which was strange, how could a stranger make you feel this way?

“I’m sorry, not really...these are all very nice though. Thank you anyway.” You glanced up at him, giving a short nod before starting to turn around.

“You know, I might have something for you.” The way he said it made you halt in your tracks. It came out as being helpful but there was something laced underneath it, something that made your body feel like it was being wrapped in chills. You turned back to him and cocked your head to the side, silently urging him to continue.

“Come, I have it in the back room.” He stepped off to the side and pulled open a little door for you. You knew it was odd, him inviting you to the back of the store. Why couldn’t he just go and grab it? Your questions continued to rack your brain, even as you began to walk behind the counter. And when you heard the click of the door locking into place, it was only then that you noticed you were the only person in the store.

As you followed the man to the back, the hallway you were in seemed endless, your heart began to thump in your chest. Your gaze went upwards, the yellow lights above your head casting eerie glows throughout the hallway. You looked at the man's back, watching his shoulders move behind his jacket. Soon enough you couldn’t hear the music coming from the front of the shop anymore, the lights becoming nothing but a small dot. It had seemed you were walking forever but it was only now that you had lost sight of the front. A shadow on the wall caught your attention and as you looked at it, it went away. For a brief moment…

No that’s silly, the lights were just messing with your vision.

But…

For a quick second, it seemed like the shadow of the man had horns protruding from the top of his head.

You scoffed and shook your head, the thought being completely ridiculous.

“Hm? Something funny, y/n?” He looked over his shoulder at you, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

“Oh ah, I was just thinking about something. Nothing worth mentioning.” You replied, still mainly focused on the wall. He gave a sharp nod, a smile gracing his face before turning back towards the front. Inhaling deeply, you continued following the strange man, until finally, he pushed aside a curtain and you stepped into a room, the sight making your jaw drop in awe.

“This is where I keep my most prized possessions, too valuable for me to put out there for the world to see.” He murmured, delicately swiping his finger over the surface of something on a shelf. You couldn’t quite make out what it was, for something past him got your attention. You took a hesitant step forward, tilting your head to the side, trying to make sense of it.

A throne sat in the back of the room, the seat filled to the brim with gold coins, a few gems and jewels here and there. You could make out a bottle of wine lodged in the center of the pile, the black color popping out intensely against the bright colors of the gold. But upon closer inspection, you noticed there was an orange light, seeming to only shine on the bottle, making you realize that it was a dark red instead. On one of the arms, was a clear crystal skull, dazzling amethysts acting as eyes. As if your awe couldn’t get any bigger, on the top of the throne was a crown, far more extravagant than the ones you had seen previously. It was jewel encrusted all around, but instead of it being gold or silver, this one was stark black. One emerald stood in the middle while tiny versions of it ran around the rim and protruding from the top of it was a bright green snake, poised as if it was getting ready to strike.

The sound of a throat clearing snapped you out of your thoughts.

He chuckled, “Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah, sorry. This room is just wow, it’s amazing. I’ve never seen so many treasures in one room before.” You fingertips pressed to your lips, taking another moment to look around the room once more.

“This is the piece I wanted to show you.” You looked to the left to see him behind a glass counter. When you walked up to it, he had his hands spread out on the glass, giving you a small smirk. Your heart skipped a beat and you bit down on your lip, feeling that warmth go through your body once more. He glanced down and tapped at the glass with a fingernail, the noise making a sharp sound. When you glanced down, you felt a chill go down your spine. On the top of the glass his fingernail looked normal but in the reflection was a sharp black nail instead. Your eyes quickly looked over to his other nails to find them exactly the same; sharp and black. When you looked in the middle of where the reflection of his face should be, you had barely registered relief when you saw his eyes.

There was a sinister yellow glow, gleaming right at you. And if that weren’t frightening enough, the man smiled at you, two sharp canines peeking through. At that, your head snapped back up to look at him, but instead of what you saw in the glass, it was just his normal features. With wide eyes, you opened your mouth to say something but were cut off at once by him placing a yellow velvet box on top, the sound louder than necessary.

He opened the top and you were at a loss for words. The inside was a darker shade of yellow, a small mirror on the underside of the lid, and in the middle was a beautiful necklace. A thin silver chain adorned an oval blood red ruby, four thin, sharp prongs on each side, holding it. The lighting from above made them glimmer, causing a thought to run through your mind that they almost looked like claws. He pulled it out of the box and dangled it in front of his face, the gem swaying gently in front of him.

“That’s beautiful…” You murmured. Your throat felt parched all of a sudden, so you swallowed the ball of saliva forming in your mouth, but it did nothing to quench the growing thirst in your mind.

“How much?” You asked, taking a brief second to flick your gaze over to the man then back to the necklace. From your peripheral you could see a smirk grow on his face, his eyebrow raising up a little. The tip of his tongue peeked out to lick his lips and he leaned in closer to you. Yet, you still couldn’t take your eyes off the gem.

“Well normally the things in this room aren’t for sale, they are for my viewing pleasure only.” He paused, taking in a breath. “But you seemed really desperate to find something so,” He paused again and that was when you finally looked away and at him, catching him eyeing you up and down slowly. When he reached your face, a sly grin appeared.

“$1,000.”

“$1,000? Are you fucking serious?” Your eyes bugged out at his answer and you couldn’t help the harsh tone. However it seemed that the man was unaffected, cocking his head to the side and swinging the necklace delicately. You didn’t know much about gemstones but you were certainly positive that it was an outrageous price, especially for something in a pawn shop.

“I am actually being quite generous with the pricing y/n, normally this goes for much higher value.” His voice took a condescending ring and his eyebrows bunched together. Worry crossed your face, you really didn’t want to pay that much money for something you were only going to wear for tonight but on the other hand you needed this necklace. It was truly something you had never seen before.

You looked at the piece of jewelry once more, staring directly into the center of the ruby. You didn’t know if you were still reeling from hearing the price or if it was really happening but the middle of the gem seemed to be swirling, looking like a mini vortex. Anger flashed through your body and you had half a mind to just snatch it out of his hand and make a run for it. Your fingers twitched at the thought and it appeared that the man noticed, for he jerked his hand up and caught the ruby in his hand. His fingers clasped shut around it, completely obstructing it from your eyes.

“If you think you’ll be able to get away, you won’t. I’ll have you pinned down before your fingers even got to touch this necklace.” He hissed in a low voice and you didn’t miss the way your body shivered at his tone. You pressed your lips together and chose your next words carefully.

“This is a pawn shop isn’t it? Can we negotiate?” As soon as the last word left your mouth, you felt the tension in the room shift. He squinted at you and leaned in closer to your body, staring intensely into your eyes. You tried your best to not look away, your heart beginning to speed up at his close proximity. The corner of his mouth quirked up into a smirk, the action making your breath hiccup in your throat.

“Depends, what are you willing to give?” He muttered, now looking down at your lips. He didn’t even try to hide it, for his gaze lazily rose back up to your eyes. He was so close that you could see details on his face more clearly, like the mole on his top lip or the hint of yellow slowly whirling in the center of his eyes…

Your eyes widened at noticing it but before you could move away, he brushed his fingertips on the top of your hand. He put his other hand next to your faces, letting his fingers open to allow the necklace to drop. It swung before coming to a stop, the want and need of having it coursing through your mind once more.

You needed this, and you were going to get it one way or another.

You pressed forward, feeling just the barest of touches when your lips made contact with his. He didn’t move so you took that as your sign to continue. You closed your eyes, your lips now fully on his and moved against him, small flashes of yellow going off behind your eyelids. You heard the sound of something, the necklace you presumed, clatter against the glass top of the display. His hands gripped the side of your face, now kissing you back with more ferocity. A nip at your bottom lip caused you to gasp, and he took the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth.

You felt like your head was clouded, the lightheadedness making you dizzy. A moan slipped past you and your hands wandered up to grip his suit, the material oddly clearing up your mind, acting as a sort of grounding object to bring you back down. You attempted to jerk him towards you, wanting more of his touch, but he dropped one hand off your face and grabbed your wrists, throwing them off of his body. You stumbled a bit forward and smacked a hand on top of the glass to steady yourself, slightly breaking your kiss. You wasted no time in going back, hands going around his neck now, kissing with such hunger and need.

The man used his free hand to knot itself in your hair, he tugged your head back and went to bite at your neck, his teeth making you gasp. Your hands dug into his hair and gave small tugs, your breathy moans urging him to bite harder. You needed more so you tightened your hold onto his hair and pulled him back up to your mouth. Surprisingly he allowed you to do so and when your lips locked, you raised a leg and pushed yourself up on the counter. He moved back to allow you more room, sliding your legs down on the other side and opening them to let him stand in between.

He grabbed your waist and brought you closer to himself, the feeling of his erection against you made a wave of pleasure go to your core. Your legs wrapped around his waist to lock him in and he grinded against you, squeezing your waist every couple of seconds. His hands slid down your thighs, fingernails digging into you. The subtle pain made you gasp against his mouth and you almost moaned out loud again when he pushed your legs apart, using one hand to guide you onto your back.

He reached up to unbutton your jeans and undo your zipper, yanking them down when he finished. He tossed them to the side and put his mouth right over your mound, moving his lips against your skin. Your legs went to lock around his head but he delivered a swift smack to the outside of your left thigh.

“Keep your legs open for me sweetheart.” He mumbled against you and dragged his tongue up your panties. You let out a low moan at the feeling, lightly tangling your hand in his black hair. He didn’t protest so you twirled a few pieces in between your fingers, the silky texture easily sliding between them. He hooked a finger into your panties and pulled them to the side, taking a quick swipe up your folds, the abrupt feeling of his tongue made your voice hitch and your hips to jerk upwards. His finger that was holding your panties, went to the center and you felt a sudden pull and the sound of material ripping. You lifted your head to see what had happened, but he suddenly pulled your folds apart and licked up once more.

“Fuck,” your voice squeaked out, head dropping back onto the glass. He dug in, tongue licking up and down your pussy, his nose nudging your clit every so often. Your legs trembled, wanting to lock around his head and you almost gave in until you felt two sharp points prodding at the inside of your folds. Your legs twitched at the feeling but you brushed it away when his tongue shoved into your hole. An obscene moan left your mouth and you tugged him impossibly closer to your cunt. You felt that same sharp point directly on your clit now, circling around it lightly.

Your pussy clenched around his tongue and it seemed to spur him on, the sharp point now pressing slightly harder on you. It only lasted a few seconds before his thumb replaced it, pressing harshly onto your clit and causing pleasure to travel throughout your body. It circled around you rapidly, his tongue now moving at what seemed like an impossible speed inside you. Soon that familiar tug pulled inside you and your hips rose upwards.

“Pl-please, I’m gonna-!” You didn’t even get to finish your sentence before your orgasm ripped through your body, your mouth open in a silent scream, your pussy spasming around his tongue. You came down from your high, your breath coming out ragged, and looked down at him. He smirked at you, your arousal glistening on his lips. His eyes looked faintly yellow in your hazy vision. You became slightly more aware that there were more points pricking into your thighs, dragging down. You were pulled up and into a kiss, tasting yourself, his hands going to your lower back. He let you go and grabbed a hand, pulling you off the counter. You allowed him to guide you and when you noticed him leading you towards the throne, you felt your already aching pussy clench.

He barely gave you time to settle before he turned you around and pushed you onto the pile of treasure in the center of the throne. You landed on your palms, feeling some coins slide from beneath your hands. You adjusted to resting on your forearms, the wine bottle directly in front of your face. Upon closer inspection of it, you could clearly make out that it was a dark rusty red color, with a faded label on the side. The glint of the crystal skull caught your attention to your left, but you didn’t have time to glance at it, for you felt your shirt being lifted up and over your head. Before you had a chance to settle, the back of your bra was pulled and you felt it give away. A hand went to your front and yanked it away from you, the coolness from the coins brushed against your breasts and nipples, instantly making them harden.

You heard the sound of clothes rustling and heard a muted thump. Giving a quick side glance, you saw his jacket on the floor. The sound of his belt buckle clinking and then it being thrown to the floor had your hole clench. He kicked your legs apart and rubbed his cock in between your folds, hands going to hold onto your waist. You shivered in anticipation, the combination of him spreading your arousal and the cold contrast of the coins made your mouth water.

“Are you ready for me, darling?” One of his hands left your waist to drag down your back, those sharp points you had been feeling making your spine arch up, you were enjoying them at this point. You gave a meek nod and soon he was stretching your walls, bottoming out in no time. Your fingers splayed out and dug into the pile of coins for support, feeling your breasts touch them when he began to move.

He wasted no time in pounding into your cunt, the force of his hips making you moan out like a whore. One hand went to go fist in your hair, twisting it around his wrist for a more secure hold. “Look at you, such a greedy little thing. Such a greedy little whore for my cock..” You bit your lip at his words, your eyelids fluttering closed.

“Do you always fuck strangers for things you want? Are you that desperate for material things? You little slut.” Opening your eyes, you could see his reflection in the bottle, that one orange light highlighting the object perfectly. His form began to slowly shift before your eyes, and even though you were getting the fucking of a lifetime, you were still coherent enough for a wave of fear to travel through your body.

Maybe it was all the bright lights or you were still delirious from your powerful orgasm but soon enough you saw two pointed objects begin to protrude from his head, and a pair of wings slowly sprout from his back. Your chest quivered but yet you couldn’t bring yourself to scream, at least not out of fear. Panic mixed in with euphoria, the idea that you were here having sex with something not of this world oddly made your already sopping cunt, gush even more. When his wings softly flared out, you kept telling yourself you were just imagining it, and even when you felt something soft brush against the sides of your waist, a small part of you prayed that it was just because all of your senses were on overload.

The more you stared at the reflection, the tighter your body became. What was even happening right now, why are you still here? Why had you not pulled away and ran while you still had the chance? As you racked your brain for answers, there was a tiny voice that kept pushing through, telling you what you didn’t want to hear. That throughout all this, there was a familiarity from it all. That you had seen this before; the wings, horns, the aura of the creature. You briefly wondered if you were pulling it from an old horror movie you’d seen a while ago, but it didn’t sit right.

As if sensing the puzzle coming together in your head, several sharp pricks were dug into your waist- you quickly put two and two together with everything happening, and deduced that they were claws- you felt him pierce through your skin, the sudden pain making you gasp out loud. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the reflection, and the final nail went in when his eyes locked with yours. With a sinister grin, he blinked and two bright yellow eyes stared right into your soul.

With a cry of terror and pleasure, your orgasm came abruptly, your thighs shaking so uncontrollably that your forearms gave out, and you fell against the mountain of coins. You felt him slam into you a couple of more times before his cum filled you up to the brim, feeling it dribble down your legs after he pulled out. You laid there for a couple of seconds to catch your breath, and you were afraid to turn around and be face to face with whatever just gave you an orgasm of a lifetime.

Gathering your bearings, you pushed up and silently counted to three, not bothering to hide the shock on your face when you saw him looking normal. No claws, no horns, no wings, no glowing yellow eyes…

He zipped his pants and picked his belt up from the floor, smiling at your expression. When you still hadn’t said anything, he picked up his jacket and folded it over his arm, heading towards the counter. You reached down for your shirt and bra, fumbling around trying to get them back on. When you finished you still had not said a word, silently going to the counter to reach for your pants that he was holding out to you. You put them on but still couldn’t shake off your feelings.

He chuckled softly at you and picked up the necklace, giving it a soft look before handing it to you. Wordlessly you took it, the cool metal feeling hot in your hands.

“Well, a bargain is a bargain. Sorry about your panties by the way. Are you alright?” He questioned with a laugh, moving a hand up to smooth down his hair. It didn’t even look out of place, completely untouched.

You brushed it off, still confused about everything “Um...I’m-I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me, I-” You stopped and swallowed, the realization that you just fucked a stranger for a necklace setting in. A flash of horror crossed your face, and you almost cried until he shook his head and gave you a small smile.

“Don’t be, we all do crazy things when consumed with greed.” Even though there was a smile on his face, it barely did anything to ease your discomfort.

“The necklace is yours, come, I’ll walk you outside.” He walked around the counter and nodded towards the front, silently following behind him. The walk to the front was shorter than you remember, the yellow lights you recalled being there, now just white. When you stepped out of the backroom, it was still bright outside, and there were still no people inside. It had felt like you spent hours back there.

When you walked out the door, you still felt uneasy. What exactly had you seen in the reflection of the wine bottle? Why was your need for the necklace so intense?

Something clicked in your mind and deciding that you wanted to leave with some sort of dignity, you turned around to ask him a question.

“I’m so sorry, but I just realized I didn’t get your name,” Heat spread across your cheeks but you continued. “I just got…overwhelmed.” You gave a sheepish smile and he smiled back at you.

“My name is Hoseok.” He grins and gives you a small bow.

“Thank you, Hoseok. For um, this.”

“You’re welcome, next time be careful what you bargain for when you want something.” His tone was playful but chideful, and you couldn’t help but give an exasperated laugh. You gave a politeful nod and turned around to head to your car.

“Goodbye y/n, have fun at your event tonight.”

You almost didn’t register what he said, until you did. You hadn’t told him your name. When you turned back to question him, your heart stopped in your chest when the pawn shop was no longer there. Instead it was just an empty, abandoned building. Deciding that you had enough and needed to get out of there, you sped to your car and drove as fast as you could to your house, wanting to get away as soon as possible.

Your nerves relaxed when you reached your house and got ready. The last thing you put on was the necklace, feeling the ruby flare against your skin. You fingered it gently, the memory of fucking Hoseok burned into your brain.

Once you arrived at your friends art event, you immediately fell into the chatter and hustle of everything. Friends were complimenting your outfit left and right, especially the necklace. You met up with your friend, giving her a congratulatory hug and kiss. You were so deep in conversation that you didn’t notice a mutual friend of yours staring at you, or more so your neck. You were about to question what was wrong until she pointed a finger at your neck.

“Y/n, sorry but do you shower with that necklace on?” You bunched your eyebrows together and your hand went up to clutch it.

“No, I just got this today. Why?”

Now your small group of friends were all staring at it, the stares making your face heat up.

“Your neck is turning green.”

You paused for a half second, then took out your phone to access the camera. Sure enough, there was a thin line of green on your skin. As you looked more at the necklace, you noticed small details of rust on the chain and the ruby that was shining so brightly before you left, was now dull and lifeless.

He had tricked you, he had given you a fake.

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im-justso-bored · 4 years

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Time for week 2 of clown theories and analysis

S3E02 - Management Sucks

So first shoutout to Sandra, Jodie, and Fiona for this episode. many different highlights from each of them this episode which i’m going to elaborate on below

Eve at the funeral was hilarious, Sandra did such a great job here. Eve is just completely spiraling, it’s such a change from seasons 1 and 2. not to say she wasn’t a mess then but she has definitely lost her composure which you see a lot of in the first half of this episode. I think they did a great job of showing that even in just small ways like when Carolyn is trying to speak to her at the restaurant and Eve throws her coke into the plant. you just tell how over she is of Carolyn’s bs and how she doesn’t give a single fuck anymore. Sandra has done a really good job of portraying that so far this season. That is to say, up until she found out Villanelle is back and active again. It seems that it wasnt just Kenny’s death that ignited that spark within Eve again but also finding out about V. it wasn’t until after she spoke to Carolyn that she started agreeing to look into Kenny’s death and collaborate with the Bitter Pill team and then later on Carolyn.

Also can we talk about Eve’s reaction to finding out about V? Notice how she’s just been going through the motions, numb to everything, but has such a reaction to finding out about V? Like, she isn’t even noticeably bothered by her whole situation with Niko or what happened with him and his trauma. You can tell she’s bothered by Kenny’s death but not enough to break out of her habit of drinking and drowning out her feelings. it took Carolyn telling her about V for her to finally feel something again and not try to bury it. and then just like that, we have Eve back by the second half of the episode ready to risk it all again for the woman who shot her lmaooo y’all can’t tell me Eve isn’t some kind of gay

I really enjoyed the many mentions of Eve in conversations between Villanelle and others like Dasha and Felix. and then of course at the end with Konstantin. i couldnt help but notice how V avoided answering Dasha’s question “so you don’t think about her?” with saying she “dealt with it”. seeing her really empathize with Felix was nice. i don’t think i liked the whole Felix part of the episode, i feel like it was a bit pointless, maybe? i enjoyed watching it but i didn’t see the point in it. like i get that the Twelve want her to show that she can be responsible and whatnot but Felix was there one minute and then I blinked and he was dead, it kind of made the whole thing seem out of place and just thrown in there, there was just no real depth to it.

V’s reaction to finding out Eve is alive was just perfect. you can tell she went through so many emotions in that short span of time which i imagine is overwhelming for her after spending months thinking Eve is dead. this scene perfectly represented that and Jodie did a great job here as well. they’re both so uselessly in love with each other and i cant

Probably the most interesting character so far this season is Carolyn. Carolyn is a complete 180 from seasons 1 and 2 after having the rug swept from under her by her job and now by Kenny’s death. we’re seeing a more vulnerable side of Carolyn which is rare. the scene in her car was just perfect, you can tell that she’s really at a loss and doesn’t know what to do. I find it interesting how earlier in the episode she says that she doesn’t believe in distractions but her actions contradict that all episode until she is finally out of the distractions and forced to begin to confront her feelings. working with Eve will be a welcome distraction for her. i am curious about what she said when Eve came over though, “in the field, when someone dies, they can fuel you in a good way. But this is different.” is she saying that it’s going to consume them instead, perhaps? i wonder what the working dynamic between her and Eve will be like now. will they be equals? will Carolyn continue her shady behavior? Whatever happens, I imagine that Eve will be less likely to fall for any of her bs

I’ve seen the theory floating around about Konstantin being Geraldine’s father and I don’t think I’ve seen anyone mention this but did anyone else connect on Konstantin said he was getting the magnet for his daughter and we all thought it was either Irina or V but then he gave it to Geraldine instead? Was he referring to her as his daughter and did he always intend on using it as a mic and giving it to her? If so, then it looks more likely that he killed Kenny, knowing that Geraldine would travel to London for his funeral. They’re setting it up to make it look like Konstantin killed Kenny which makes me want to think he didn’t. what do you guys think? also was Konstantin telling the truth when he said he never stopped working for The Twelve?

Also just to throw this out there real quick, i don’t trust Dasha and her sudden interest in Villanelle. i think Dasha has an ulterior motive when it comes to V. Either that or the Twelve do and they’re using Dasha to execute that.

Overall the episode was pretty good. The acting was exceptional and i can see things were set in motion for it to pick up next episode with Eve and Carolyn and the interaction between Eve and V!

#sandra oh #jodie comer #bbc america #amc #eve polastri #villanelle #oksana #oksana astankova #villaneve #villanelle x eve #killing eve season 3 #killing eve season 3 spoilers #killing eve spoilers #killing eve s3e2 #killing eve

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rosenburg-lia · 4 years

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What Does One Even Do?

WHAT? — Lia has Vanessa over to discuss her situation.

WHEN? — saturday night, april 4th

TRIGGERS? — pregnancy

FEATURING — Vanessa Montgomery ( @thevmontgomery ) mentions of Drew Torres and Tori Santamaria

lia: I cant be a mom, I barely even know how to take care of myself. One of the thoughts that swirled through Lias brain over the last hour. Still sat on the side of the bathtub, the pregnancy test laid on the sink. Her elbow resting on her knee as her focused trained on a specific spot on the floor. Her only move since she had seen the test was to grab her phone and text Vanessa. How the fuck does one even begin to take care of a kid? Taking a deep breath as she stood on shaky legs, collecting the test and her phone as she walked out of the bathroom. She couldnt even grab her usual vices to deal with the anxiety raking her body. Her body felt almost empty, her mind filled to the brim, but as she sat on the couch, wrapping herself in a ball, her hands instinctively fell to her stomach.

Vanessa: It was like her mind got a jump start reading Lia's message. Most of her messages went unnoticed, read, but unnoticed. There wasn't any reason she felt the need to see or speak to everyone all things considering, but Vanessa couldn't leave Lia at a time like this. Vanessa remembered going through all this alone. She remembered staring at the test, having no idea who to call and sitting in a dark room for days by herself. Vanessa wasn't going to let Lia go through that. As soon as she reached Luke and Lia's apartment, she moved straight through the house, finding Lia immediately and wrapping her arms around the girl. Was it for her comfort or the other girl's? It didn't matter, they both needed someone right now.

lia: she allowed herself to be engulfed by vanessa. the tears already falling from her eyes as she felt her arms around her. "I fucked up V," She choked out, "I cant be a mom," She spoke, glancing up to meet her gaze. She was grateful she had Vanessa in her life, even in whatever drama she was going through that made her leave town, she was still there when Lia needed her. But it would take some time for Lia, nothing was processing just feeling like facts floating through the air.

Vanessa: "you didn't fuck up, Lia," vanessa replied softly. it was all flushing back to her remembering this moment for herself. distraught on the floor feeling time collapsing. vanessa rubbed her friend's back, trying to provide whatever comfort she could bring. "we're going to get through this okay? together, i'm not going to let you do this alone."

liaa: "yea i did," She mumbled, her mind flashing through the memories of what shed done. Her night with Drew, telling Tori and subsequently losing her for now, and now this. "I cant let you say that without knowing the whole story," She sighed running her fingers through her hair. "The father is Drew," She spoke softly, "And I dont know what the fuck to do.."

Vanessa: it took everything in vanessa to pull herself together. she took a deep breath, "look, drew is an idiot, but he's gone through this before and i promise you he's going to do the right thing when you tell him, but i'm telling you you're going to have to tell him. you'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't." she paused, feeling a little choked up about her own situation. vanessa stood up, and grabbing her friend's hand to sit on the tub rail. "we're going to go to the doctor and confirm how far along you are, but listen no impulsive thinking, no drinking, no smoking, no sleeping around, /nothing/."

liaa: her brows scrunched together at vanessas words, "What do you mean hes been through this before?" A sigh as she listened to her words, "I know, I plan on telling him. I will tell him," She paused before mumbling out, "eventually," Her eyes meeting vanessas as she spoke, nodding with her words, "I know, Im really sad too because I picked up a nice eighth," She chuckled, "Kidding...sort of," She sighed, "Im not sleeping around V, I never really have. Im taking this seriously, gonna read all the books and articles. Figure out my choices,"

liaa: "I dont even want to think about how Ill look pregnant, let alone if I have a kid," She spoke, "But I need to know everything, ya know?"

Vanessa: looked down, knowing she had to tell Lia eventually, after all that was the whole reason she came here. "At the end of Freshman year, I found out I was pregnant. He was there for me like with everything. He drove me to all my doctors appointments, let me stay over his place whenever my father got too much, even went on 2 am runs for me to get chinese and crap. And god, did that boy love my son with all his heart," she paused, her voice growing a little weak, but forcing some strength once she looked back to Lia. "He did right by me and he didn't even have to. With you, he's gonna give you and that baby the world if you let him," Vanessa explained. "We don't have to worry about any of that right now. What we need to worry about is you."

liaa: Her eyes widened, but she stayed silent, her brain did not however. The dots connecting in her head when Drew would disappear at times, realizing it was to go visit vanessa, to support her. A fond smile coming to her face as she thought about the boy, even as a best friend, he had been in dad mode from the jump. A part of her feeling warm knowing he wouldnt shove her away, or at least she hoped. "Im scared. Not worried, or nervous. But scared," She spoke, "Its terrifying to know that this has been growing in me, that someone is in there. Not just my organs anymore. I cant just go buckwild when I want because I want. My whole life is getting twisted V,"

Vanessa: "Come on, Li," Vanessa spoke softly. She wasn't going to let her friend be down on herself. She offered her hand out, "I'm gonna do for you what I wish someone would have done for me." Vanessa walked slowly, leading the girl back towards Lia's room and guiding her towards her bed. "Get in. Right now it's the size of a lima-bean at best. All this worrying is going to hurt you more than worrying will hurt the bean."

liaa: She smiled softly, taking her hand, following her through the apartment to her room. "V, its not my place, but did everyone know about your pregnancy? Or just drew?" She asked, "I dont think I want everybody, even the close ones, knowing," pulling the covers of her bed up, curling into them as she laid in the bed. "Ive grown up on worry, I think I can survive,"

Vanessa: pulled out her phone, her home screen showing a photo of Rocky and Vanessa sitting by a Christmas tree with matching smiles that took up their whole faces. "Drew's the only person who knew he was my son for a really long time, like almost three years now. Everyone else just assumed he was my little brother," she explained. "You only have to tell who you want to. I didn't even tell the father until a few months ago. Everyone isn't entitled to your life," she added. Vanessa laid in bed besides her friend, hoping that she was somehow helping. "You've gotta more than survive now."

liaa: Lia smiled as she saw the photo, "Hes adorable V," Listening as Vanessa spoke, her heart warming at the thought of Drew and Rocky interacting. "Im sure youre a great mom," She spoke softly, "Is Dallas the dad? Or did timelines overlap?" She asked, raising a brow, her tone void of all judgment and just interested in the part of her best friend she didnt know. "Why did it have to be Drew? Why couldnt it be Owen or Luke? Did God just wanna send a big fuck you my way? Want to ruin my relationship with Tori?" She sighed, "Or was it karma for not being honest with T from the gun? About everything.."

Vanessa: 's head dropped. She wasn't going to worry Lia about everything going her tragic motherhood. She wasn't a great mother, but that wasn't something she wanted to get into now. "Overlap," Vanessa said lowly. "Hence, me not telling the father until just a while ago." She knew it was wrong and saying it out loud made it all sound ghetto and fucked up, but that was her life. "Drew is not the worst person to have as your baby's father. Luke and Owen are not promised to step up, Drew will," Vanessa explained. "Have you told Tor he's the father yet?"

liaa: She nodded, "Thats fair, and at least you didnt have to lie to someone and or tell them you were wrong or something," She shrugged, "I didnt say he was, thats the issue. Hes perfect, the type to step up and actually support your decisions," She scoffed lightly, "She didnt even hear me out about sleeping with him, I dont think i can ever tell her im pregnant V," Looking at her friend with sad eyes, "It was like she was looking through me after I said it. I dont ever wanna see that look from her again,"

Vanessa: "I don't really wanna talk about Rocky's father if that's okay with you," Vanessa replied, not going too much into the subject. Her son was a sore spot for Vanessa, but the father situation was a whole different kind of pain. "Lia... You don't have to have this baby, you know that right?" Vanessa replied, her words slow so they could actually sink in. "I'm not on anyone's side! But you did sleep with her ex, you couldn't have expected her to just be calm and take that news like a champ. There's very few exes she cares about and you knew Drew was one of them..."

liaa: "Not a problem," She spoke with a nod. She knew better than to try and push Vanessa to talk about whats going on in her head. Turning towards her, a small smile, "I know. Im planning on looking at all options, even the ones that not everyone agrees with," A small shrug following her words, before she went silent. Listening to V speak, knowing she was more than correct in her words. "Its not that I expected her to be calm, but at least hear me out. She just defensive and harsh, which is fair, but i did expect some conversation about it," A small sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair, "its not like I meant to sleep with him V. I didnt hang out with him that night intending to see what his dick looked like, it just happened," Shaking her head lightly, "And I know its not an excuse, but its the truth. It wasnt planned, it wasnt like we ever intended on doing it. The plan was to be friends. Nothing more, nothing less, and now here we are,

Vanessa: "When have you ever known Tori to be much of a talker?" Vanessa replied playfully, shaking her head. "Okay ew! He's my best friend. I really really don't wanna talk about his dick! Whatever reason you had for hanging out with him is your business, but you've got to know that something was going to come from it. Drew too, but look we're not going to worry about that right now. Right now you need to get some sleep. All this worrying and back and forth isn't going to make this easier on you or really anyone involved."

liaa: "We've always been friends V, chaos comes to both of us, its enjoyable together," She shrugged, "I had never planned on being anything with him /after/ he got with Tori," She spoke, "All I know how to do is worry, especially when everything seems to be falling apart at the seams," It was true, everything she had known, was crumbling around her. Leaving her by herself in the storm, hanging onto Vanessa for dear life. "I just want it to be easier, but it wont be. And I know that,"

Vanessa: "You just gotta give her time, but you've also gotta be okay with the fact that she might never forgive you either," Vanessa explained, as much as she didn't want to think it would happen––Vanessa knew her best friend. "Whatever you decide to do, you know I'm gonna be by your side," Vanessa replied, interlocking her had with Lia's. "I wish I could tell you things are going to be easier, I really wish I could," she added softly. She'd be lying to saying anything about it, Vanessa knew /not/ knowing was always the easiest part. "It won't get better, you'll get better."

liaa: "I know, and I accept that. As much as it hurts, I know that she has that right. I betrayed her trust," She shrugged, "But shes always been there, i hate thinking about her not being here," A smile as she felt Vs hand in hers, "I appreciate you so much. For not judging more, or at least expressing it, and for being here. I know youve gone through something recently, and we dont got to talk about it. But it means something to me that your here right now," She spoke, an honest tone in her voice. "But youd be lying," She nodded, "Ive been told that for a while now. Seems like false hope,"

Vanessa: "Don't beat on yourself too much. We both know our girl can be a little dramatic," Vanessa explained. The last thing she wanted to do was be in the middle of this with all her closest friends involved, but Vanessa knew that everyone would be at each other's throats if she didn't stick her nose in it. "Lia, I got pregnant at 14 and became a teen mom at 15, I'm the last person who is ever going to judge you," Vanessa said softly, brushing a strand of hair out of Lia's face. "You know I'd be here for you baby, *but* if you do this dumb shit with Dallas I will put nair in your shampoo," Vanessa teased, wanting to lighten the situation. "You know I got you, pumpkin," she added, resting besides Lia.

liaa: "We all can be, and thats the real issue," She joked, "we all are dramatic bitches and most of the time it works for us," She knew that calling V automatically put her in the middle. It wasnt her intention, she genuinely just needed the girl. "I hope you know I understand if you decide being a part of all this drama is to much. I wouldnt be mad," She spoke, a small shrug at the end of her words, "Youre a strong person V. I know a lot of people dont tell you that, or praise you on other things. But going through what you did at that age, its tough for me now, i cant imagine three years ago," A small smile at Vanessas touch, "I would never with Dallas, hes like a big brother," She chuckled, "Can I admit something to you?" Her eyes turning to find Vanessa in the small light her side lamp gave off.

Vanessa: "I'm not dramatic! I'm just use to a certain lifestyle and anything outside that will be met with outing and tears," Vanessa joked back. She was going to be involved whether Lia called or not. "If you hadn't had called me, one of them would have." Drew would have called or even Tori. Somehow Vanessa always found out. Her head dropped somewhat, a long breath following before looking back to Lia. She didn't feel all too strong, the compliment falling somewhat on deaf ears. "Yeah, what is it?"

liaa: "Yea, not dramatic at all," She spoke sarcastically shaking her head lightly. "You arent wrong," She shrugged lightly, before her hand came up to play with my necklace. "Remember that guy i was into before tori and drew got together?" She questioned, turning slightly to look at V.

Vanessa: "Luke?" Vanessa asked raising an eyebrow. "Or does this have to do with those nice little Tiffany's necklaces you have for each day of the week?"

liaa: She chuckled lightly, "Ive always been into Luke, but its more of a sexual attraction than romantic i think," A small shrug, "And the necklaces are a whole different story for a different time," She rolled her eyes teasingly, "But seriously, again, youre the first person im admitting this to," She spoke before a deep sigh, "The guy was Drew, I had feelings for Drew. But then he got with Tori, and I distanced myself. Allowing the feelings to leave so they could be happy,"

Vanessa: "Plus Fiona would have your head if you tried anything that resembled a serious relationship," Vanessa teased. Her mouth dropped open wide, shockingly surprised at Lia's confession, though if Vanessa was using all her brain cells she could have known. "Amelia Jane Rosenburg!"

liaa: "Bitch I can take Fiona Coyne, shes not as big and bad as she pretends," She chuckled lightly, but knew that there was truth lingered within her words. No one that ends up with Luke or Fiona will compare to them for each other, and Lia wasnt gonna compete with that. "I know I know! But I did the right thing! I wasnt a bitch about it!"

Vanessa: "She will literally /buy/ you! Shit, I'd let her buy me if it weren't for her brother being the hotter Coyne," Vanessa joked. "Plus you can't fight people like Fiona Coyne, they press charges and then run to their men acting like you beat them or something then Luke's just gonna end up mad at you." She would never understand the girl's desire with the eldest Baker, but then again Vanessa's conquests never made sense either. "Did he know?"

liaa: "Yea yea yea, ive been told," She rolled her eyes, "I want to fight her. Ive wanted to for a while, not even because of whatever the fuck the relationship between me and Luke is. Shes just not a good person to me," She shrugged, "I dont think he did considering he tried to console me when it was brought up one day,"

Vanessa: "You're not fighting anyone," Vanessa replied, rolling her eyes playfully. "Do you want to be with him still? Like forget the bean in your belly and Tori, do you actually want to be with Drew?"

liaa: "I want to fight someone, but i can not right now," She spoke, a small shrug. Her eyes looking at the ceiling a she thought over vanessas question. "Yes," She answered, "Hes amazing V, in every sense. Sure hes made some dumb choices, we all have, but god that kid has a heart of gold," A sense of honesty in her tone as she spoke, "He makes the hard seem easy just by coexisting with me if I need him. Hes always willing to distract me or talk shit out with me. When weve gone out hes fought dudes for me because they cant take no," She chuckled lightly, "I want it V, i really really want it,"

Vanessa: "Then you know what you need to do," Vanessa nodded. She knew this was going to be a ride if they were to actually get together, but if Lia was happy Tori would have to come around at some point right? "My mama use to say everything's going to be okay in the end, if it's not okay.. it's not the end."

liaa: "I need to run to alaska and change my name," She spoke with an affirming head nod. Smiling at her words, "Your mom seems like a smart lady. My mom is a cunt," She shrugged with a small chuckle, "Can we just cuddle and sleep? Im done thinking about this,"

#vanessa.#barbie girl💫 plastics #tw:pregnancy

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vaguelygeiszlerian · 4 years

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ok i just saw this existed, i live on tumblr mobile where i ignore the activity tab and scroll endlessly, bear w me

Animated character that was your gay awakening? uhhhhhhh,,,....,,,.. if i remembered anything abt my childhood i would tell u, im gonna say rukia from bleach because i want gorgeous short people to step on me

Grilled cheese or PB&J? peanut butter Always... tho if it was a fancy grilled cheese (there is a special preparation).... i would be torn

What show/YouTube video(s) do you put on in the background when you when you don’t have anything to watch but you want something on? it really depends! i bounce around, i watch a lot of baumgartner restorations, i watch a LOT of nyx fears video essays on horror movies i would never watch, i watch longplays of, like, nier automata bc im still delighted by cryaotic?

Your go-to bar order, if you drink? i dont really get to order a lot of drinks at bars, itll depend, if im with friends ill order as many things off the cocktail menu as my money allows, if im with my parents ill order long island iced teas or whiskey and lemonade

What’s your favorite pair of shoes that you own? i literally own like 3 pairs of shoes, one of which being the only pair i can actually safely wear haha.... but my favorite pair is the black red and gold converse that dont fit anymore but still remind me of high school

Top three cuisines? mexican, italian, whomever the fuck invented kasoundi

What was your first word as a child (that wasn’t a variation of “Mom” or “Dad”)? yeah as said above i have no clue about anything about my childhood so idk i think mum said once that my first proper word was just ‘no’ which sounds abt right

What’s a job that you’ve had that people might be surprised to find out you’ve had? idk if my last job counts? i mean i used to do all round garden labor stuff until my pain got worse and i literally couldnt anymore so i got relegated to desk work

Look up. What’s directly across from you? oh a container of pesto i didnt like the flavour of and just... forgot to throw out.... i will do that tomorrow

Do you own any signed books/memorabilia in general? i have a rwby poster signed by ray and jack? its p cool

Preferred way to spend a rainy day? preferred right now? wrapped in a metric fuckton of blankets w my partner

What do you get on your bagels? What WOULD you get if you had access to anything you wanted? i..... dont like bagels

Brunch or midnight snacks? i live a weirdly scheduled life, midnight snacks and brunch are interchangeable to me now, so both

Favorite mug you own i..... dont really have one? all of my actual mugs that are mine have my deadname on them haha

What coffee drink would you describe yourself as? overbrewed black coffee that someone left to go cold before dumping six packs of sugar in

Pick a song lyric to describe your current mood (and drop the name and artist!) ‘ And I don't want your pity I just want somebody near me ‘ bc we all love a bit of mitski when we are feeling the self isolation creeping in

Fruity or herbal teas? fruity teas only! or rather i drink fruit tisanes! but if you mean actual tea then herbal, i only drink peppermint tea

What’s that one TV show that you’re a little bit embarrassed to watch but you still like nonetheless? fruits basket! everyone watch the reboot

That book you were forced to read for class but actually ended up enjoying? all the books i read for class sucked but medea wasnt so bad

Do you match your socks? only when theyre very fun patterned socks, and even then sometimes i will match them to the wrong pair but the same pattern, aka my double watermelon combo (i have a pair of green socks w watermelons and a pair of black socks w watermelons so)

Have you ever been horseback riding? no and i never will because i am fucking terrified of horses

What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc) uh.... uh i mean im not sure if it counts as a phase but i was stupid into vampires (to the point of me and my friends constructing the intricate theory that our teacher was a vampire and we had to kill her by the time we graduated (she was not and we did not and i hate all of those people now) i was just the weird conspiracy kid i guess, we used to spend every lunch staring across the oval at a house we were SURE an alien lived in (it was just a plastic bag being rustled by a fan)

Have you ever been to jail? bkdnbrb god no

What’s your opinion on Lazy Susan’s (the spinning tray in the middle of tables)? im a lazy susan

Puzzles? i cant solve a rubiks cube but give me a 2000 piece jigsaw and ill sit there for 6 hours trying to solve it

You can only have one juice for the rest of your life, what is it? oh this is tough..... orange juice, the fancy kind but with no bits in it, i used to like the bits but these days i just want a clean juice experience

What section do you immediately head for when you walk into a bookstore? ,,,,,,the ya fiction section, i never buy anything from there but i like to see if series i read as a teenager ever got new instalments after i stopped liking them

What’s one thing you’re trying to learn/relearn in your downtime right now? how to sleep like a normal person

Who’s your go-to musical artist when you’re feeling upbeat? uh, it depends! lizzo or my playlist of musicals! (which is literally just starkid/tcb stuff)

Where could someone find you in a museum? i could literally be anywhere, probably in front of some old piece though, just staring for an hour bc im struck by the majesty of it (and my legs probably locked up so i couldnt move anyway)

What’s that one outfit in your closet you never get the chance to wear but want to? so i have a nice white button up and some really nice jeans i just got, and my suspenders, and my cool blue heels that i know i cant wear bc my legs cant handle walking in heels anymore, but it would look cool am i right

Rainbows, stars, or sunset colored clouds? i look up at my roof which is almost entirely covered in glow in the dark stars and then stare into the camera (i wish every day that my roof was like the roof of the healthy harold van, i still have fucking dreams of that beautiful ceiling)

If you could own any non-traditional pet (dogs, cats, fish, rodents, etc), what would it be? non traditional? id want a lizard that could curl round my shoulders like a leathery scarf

Do you have more art on your walls or more photographs? i dont have any photos on my wall so art by default

You have to get one meme tattooed on your body, what meme is it and where does it go? i just want the pensive emoji tattooed in the small of my back so if i wear a crop top everyone has to suffer with me

Pick a superhero sidekick to hang out with fuck superheroes they suck, can i hang out with jason todd red hood style

Lakes, rivers, or oceans? oceans, i want to go to the beach so fucking bad

Favorite mid-2000s song i dont really have a Big Favorite but like..... i constantly thank god for esteban

How do you dress when you’re home alone? ive been in the same sweatpants and old paint shirt i got from my painting and decorating course for three days

Where do you sit in the living room (we all have a preferred spot, and you know it)? armchair closest to the kitchen, perfect to make a quick escape if dad comes in

Knives or swords? knives, i dont have the upper body strength for swords

A song you didn’t think you’d enjoy but ended up loving? oh uh run away with me by crj, *bwoooooooo buhnuhnuuuuuu buhnuhnuuuuuhhh buhnuhnuuuuhhhhh*

Pick an old-school Disney Channel Original Movie HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL BUT SPECIFICALLY ONLY CERTAIN PARTS FROM EACH OF THEM BC COLLECTIVELY THEY SUCK BUT PARTS OF THEM ARE PERFECT

Are you a “Quote that relates to the photos” caption-er, an “explanation of where I took the photos” caption-er, or a no caption kinda person when you post pictures online? no caption i dont want people to really acknowledge that i post things

Name a classic Vine https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anQds9PQ7CA

What’s the freezer food that you stock up on when you go to the grocery store? hash browns hash browns hash browns ONLY

How do you top your ice cream? god its been so long since ive been able to eat ice cream.... with the reeses peanut butter ice cream shell topping

Do you like Jello? jelly is the pinnacle of our society and i wish i were eating it right now

What’s something that you don’t have a picture of that you wish you did? i wish i had a picture of myself and my partner so i could set it as my phone lock screen (that or i wish i had a picture of me and a friend i really dearly miss bc i have pics of her in my phone but not of us together and i want some but i cant bring myself to say so)

How are you at climbing trees? theres a tree in my front yard i used to be able to hang off but nowadays i think id hurt myself just trying to lift my nasty meat sack off the ground trying

#long post #christ that took like 3 hours #i dont know things about myself #thanks for asking though #Anonymous

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peacedolantwins · 5 years

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Can’t Unmiss You but I Need You Now (E.D.)

A/N: for the anon who sent in the request for I’m so Tired, here is it, I know its like.. two weeks later BUT I FINISHED! i definitely feel like I got off track oops so is it my best? no I dont think so but let me know what you guys think, enjoy maybe?

You dont even know what you two were fighting about at this point anymore. Your day had started off so great, you and Ethan both excited about the plans you had for later on tonight. It was Valentines day and the plan was to have a nice dinner together then come back to the house and finish showing each other just how much you loved the other. Somewhere along the way both of you ended up getting way more stressed than either of you should have been. Ethan forgot about something last minute he needed to do with Gray, which turned into two more tasks. You were feeling stressed because the dress you had planned on wearing had a huge rip in that you know wasnt there before so you were trying to find something else in your closet and not only that, but when you had gone to the store to pick up the gift you got for Ethan the store couldnt find it in all the orders they received. During this time you had been texting James who said he had a dress you could borrow, you were about to ask why he had a dress on stand by but he just said it was one Laura had left over before and he thought it would look good on you. He offered to do your makeup for you but you knew it would take way too long and time wasnt something you had right now. You still had to go back and finish getting ready for tonight but you thanked him nonetheless.

Ethan had come home a while ago and was waiting for you in the living room. You were finishing putting on your makeup when he came barging into the room.

“We were supposed to leave 20 minutes ago Y/N- you’re not even dressed?” He raised his voice towards the end which was putting you on edge considering the day you had.

“Give me five minutes I promise I’ll be done,” you sighed. He never told you what time to be ready by to be completely fair but you didn’t want to start something when you were supposed to be having a nice time together.

“Just forget it completely, there’s no point now,” he started taking off his jacket.

“Excuse me?”

“You already took too long to get ready, we were supposed to be there by now and the restaurant wont take us if were late to the reservation and at this point were-” he stopped to look at his watch, “five minutes late.” He looked at you like all of this was completely your fault and you were in no mood to be putting up with this.

“Ethan you never told me what time we were leaving at! Sure we may have missed the reservation, but babe we can go somewhere else,”

“Why? So we can wait for hours with everyone else who didn't care enough to plan for today?” He spat back at you. “Just forget it. Do whatever you want, I'm gonna go to James's party with Gray so dont wait up,” with that he grabbed his jacket again and walked out of the room leaving you shocked and confused as to how this day went so bad so fast.

You didnt want to just sit around the rest of the night so when your girl friends texted in the group chat about their plan to go bar hopping you said you were in and they would be there to pick you up in half an hour. You finished your makeup and went to put on the dress your friend gave you and you took a moment to take in your appearance because damn. The dress was a bit short and hugged you in all the right places and you can definitely see why he gave you this one to borrow for tonight because you had to admit- you looked good.

The red satin dress ended just inches away from where your legs met you body, the plunging v-line cut let nothing to the imagination and it showed off your waist in all the right ways and once your friends texted they were outside, you threw on a cropped leather jacket and out the door you went.

Ethan arrived at the party with Grayson and after a questioning look from James he left to walk around the house. He knew he had gotten a bit over dramatic with you earlier but he was stubborn and as much as he wanted to, his pride wouldnt let him go back and apologize and try to make things better. He was surrounded by people he barely knew and most of them were here with their significant other. They were playing some sappy love song in the kitchen and a few people were dancing along to it. He watched on as a couple just held one another and swayed together to the song. Every song they were playing seemed to remind him of you and he couldnt help but think about how he just left you at the house alone. Ethan knew he had over reacted but he had wanted this day to be perfect for the two of you and as the day went on, nothing had gone as planned and being late to the dinner was the final push. He was upset with himself for how he talked to you and he knew it wasnt your fault since he never did say what time to be ready but the damage was already done.

He wasnt even having fun at this party, Grayson had even come around a few times to tell him to stop looking so down because people were getting worried about him. Honestly at this point he just wanted to go back home and try to apologize. As he was about to take out his phone to text you, he got a notification that you had posted to your instagram.

Your friends had tried to cheer you up and you were doing your best to not be such a buzzkill when they were trying to have a good time, and apparently the only solution you all could come up with was to make sure you were the first one drunk. As soon as you had all gotten to the first bar, they were already ordering a round of shots and also trying to pick which drink they should make you drink and since they couldnt decide, you ended up with two cocktails. You had all taken a few pictures in the bathroom mirror, as a group of drunk girls naturally does and ended up posting a few to your story. Now, a few hours and way too much alcohol, the idea of getting you drunk enough to have fun worked. For a while. You all seemed to forget that while you were fun drunk, you also had a habit of getting extremely emotional. You’re friends had already cut you off after the amount of drinks you had already had and once you started for asking the bartender for something stronger after every drink you had.

While one of your friends sat there with you to take care of you before the night was over, you heard the song you and Ethan would always play when you were in the car going somewhere. It was something you would always do together and now here you were listening to it without him on what was supposed to be a happy and good night for the two of you. There really was something that made it that much more sad listening to it by yourself now.

You couldnt help but think about how he was spending his night. Was he having fun with Grayson at James’ party? Did he even miss you? Was he spending his night talking to other girls while you sat here, drunk and tired on your friends shoulder? Was he going to come back to the house tonight or would be spending the night there? You had so many questions but you were scared about what the answers would be. You had wanted to text him earlier but your friends had taken your phone within the first 30 minutes of picking you up and saw how much you kept checking it to see if maybe he would text you first. That was about 4 hours ago and even though you had gotten into an argument, you missed him.

You missed spending time with him. Sure, you two had had fights with one another before in the past, but you never left each other upset. You two usually just went to opposite sides of the house to calm down before one of you ended up apologizing to the other. This was the longest one of your fights had ever gone on and it was worrying. Even though you didn’t think the fight was your fault, you didnt care right now and just wanted to talk to him.

Your friend finally gave you back your phone because the notifications kept going off.

E: Babe, I’m sorry

E: I saw the picture you posted, you look good

E: I hope you’re having a good time

E: Call me when you get the chance please?

E: It’s been a few hours now, if you’re still mad thats okay, just let me know youre okay

E: Y/n, please call me or text me

E: I know this is my fault but let me know you’re okay please? I’m getting worried

E: Its been over three hours baby and y/f/n isnt answering either please call me

You knew he was used to you having your phone on you at all times so you not answering him must have had him pretty worried. You might have planned on giving him the cold shoulder for a little bit, but you never wanted to make him worried about you.

You: I’m okay, sorry didnt mean to worry you

His reply was almost instant.

E: It’s okay mama, glad to know youre okay, have fun with your friends just text me if you need anything, I’ll see you at home

While you did have a good time with your friends, you were done for the night. You just wanted to go back home and cuddle up in bed ideally with your boyfriend even if things weren’t so great with you guys right now.

You: Will you come pick me up please?

E: Is everything okay?

You: I’m fine, I just wanna go home

E: Sure, send me the address and I’ll text you when I’m there

After you sent him the address, you found the rest of your friends to let them know you were leaving soon. They were bummed out you wouldnt be there with them for the rest of the night, they all said goodbye and gave you hugs before they went back to dancing with some guys they found. You waited by the bar nursing a glass of water, already knowing your head was going to be killing you in the morning. When your phone went off, you walked outside to find Ethan waiting by the entrance and he quickly wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m sorry about today babe, I didnt mean to talk to you like that earlier.” He placed his head on top of yours after placing a kiss on your forehead.

“S’okay.” You were already falling asleep and he was just so soft and warm.

“It’s really not, but okay, come on lets get you home before you fall asleep right here.” He lead you back to the jeep and helped you in, making sure your seatbelt was on. On the ride back, he kept the volume low and he felt your hand slip into his when you’re guy’s song came on. He brought your hand up and kissed the back of your hand before putting your hands back down and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. Somewhere along the way, you fell asleep with your head resting on the center console and didnt even notice the car had stopped moving.

Grayson had already gone back to the house so Ethan texted him and asked him to come open up the front door so he could carry you in without having to wake you up. While he had carried you before in the past with no problems, turns out carrying you drunk and completely dead weight wasn’t the easiest. After struggling to figure out how to lift you out of the car, he figured he could put Gray to use.

“Watch her head,” He stood right there next to Gray while he picked you up, not wanting you to get hurt.

“Dude chill, I’ve got her, relax,” Grayson easily carried you to Ethan’s room and placed you on the bed before leaving you two in the room. He took off your makeup the best he could and grabbed you one of his shirts but he couldnt figure out how to get you of your dress without waking you up because it really was tighter than he first thought it was. He didn’t want to wake you up but he knew that was the only way to get it off you.

“Y/n c’mon get changed then you can go back to bed,” he gently shook you awake and couldnt help but laugh at your annoyed face before you begrudgingly stood up to take off the dress. He watched you struggle for a minute trying to get the zipper down before he went over and unzipped it for you. Once it was down far enough you practically ripped off yourself before throwing yourself back down on the bed in only your underwear, not even bothering to put anything else on. Having already woken you up enough, Ethan decided to just let you be and put the blanket over your body before grabbing another one and getting ready to head to the couch.

“Where are you going?” you sleep filled voice startled him since he thought you were out like a light.

“Shh, just go back to bed babe, I’ll be on the couch,”

“You don’t want to sleep with me?” His heart broke at hearing how upset you sounded and he knew he had to fix this before you got worked up and started crying. He knew drunk you had a tendency to cry a lot and he had to work quick.

“What? No mama, of course I do I just didn’t think you would want me here with you. If you want me to stay, I’ll stay here with you. I wont leave I promise.” He came back over to his side of the bed and climbed in and soon found himself with you already draping yourself over him.

“Stay,” you mumbled into his neck, getting comfortable.

“Always,” he placed a kiss on the top of your head before pulling the blankets up to cover you both and went to bed feeling so glad that everything was going to be okay with you two.

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The first three chapters is up here, on this site. Read now!!!

○□♤Title:Molly's Plan's ○□♤Genre:Romantic Comedy ○□♤Plot:This story has to do with Molly and her personality; and how she aquires true love and falls for another man at a sequential time, and then makes two men fight for her love. ○□♤Characters: Molly~main character Sushanna~her best friend Mollys father~Leon Her first love~Francis Her therapist~Regina A world-wide scholar~Phil Jackson Mollys cousin~Jen Mollys pastor~Michael and several other minor characters.

Conflict scenes will come later...😊

Epilogue: The scenario

I was standing by the bedpost; all in tears after I found out the games she was playing with my head. I cant fall for her lies anymore. Though, it was a definite turn on and fantasy, as well as to add on that it was a miraculous disposition. Besides, I was too old for games. It was just one thing after another, and though I liked fun and games, I was getting too old for this stuff. She might be the best at her game; but mine was starting to fall apart whether she knew it or not. He added a side note to this long letter he thought she would like and keep it as precious and something meaningful to her. After all, I was the one who really loved her. Who was this other guy other than just a shadow of what was stopping us from being together. Something, that she had slipped from her tongue, and I was hers forever. She would have the audacity to question me about it later. I would succumb to one word replies like yes, no, maybe, maybe so, definitely maybe, never, or I don't know. Whatever the case, I wanted to state my feelings virtually and to the point before she loses me forever. She would be home in a few hours and I would be there, and also a shadow of his spirit floating amidst the both of us. She would have to proclaim her feelings before anything comes along and ruins the plan.

Chapter 1: The interrogation Molly was hailing a cab to the visitors house. Her love lest it be known, in which she would be succumbing to all her feelings and be swept away over his lovingly charms. She couldnt predict what was to come (although sometimes she felt she was able to have super-human strength abilities). But, maybe that was another perception on things. She couldnt wait to be in his arms again and talk about all the things that was distracting or that she somehow misconstrued; in some ways or some sort of fashion. She was without makeup, her hair done in a loose bun, her eyes the crystal blue, with her bangs a little messed up. She was wearing cargo pants. And a silver shirt that said 'black panther ' with silver/black boots-knee high. And for all; she was still a gorgeous girl. If all went well, she would be the "it" girl, wearing a nice-sizeable ring on her index finger for the sign-up to be married to Mr. Suave. There was no higher status ; were simply put; just privaledged and born into it. A nice get together of close family and friends would imply that she held a certain kind of status. She knew all the sayings and how it went, but she needed to know whether she had it making babies or her fat diamond check was going to the right place which was actually the wrong place.

Molly grew up spoiled but she was taught not to rob any mens heart or a womens own self- thought. But, something in her that was perfect and innate in her. In despair, he fell to her feet. " I was wrong, I admit!" Thus, she had nothing to worry about. It was a marvelous notion about particularly nothing of thought. Anyhow, theres a catch but she saw it. Only, instantly she saw the connection or disconnection at this point. Dont tell him how I feel about you...he..warned himself. I said, huh? What are you talking about ? You think I'm some especially, sensitive girl who has no feeling or emotions or concerns. Really, have no time for this. Things that mattered to her and that she took to heart, was disconcerting to my inner wisdom to myself. So, I told you...she interrupted her thought with something special. So, i think i can do this too. Wait. Sequential events that preceded this was serious to the extent of, all things drastically changed in your terminology. I..Hahaha. Yeah right! Yeah...right...? Nevermind. What has to be taken into account was quite remarkably unsatisfying and ungratifyingly..that I was not reassured that things would be damaging to his self-ego. Yes, something to that extent. It was a slow and constant struggle to perform well in all her daily functioning activities. To be the woman she was born to be, a mature, sensual woman. " I stand strong as an empowered woman who wants to get established, and lead a lavish lifestyle. Unbeknownst to the world, not as of yet but a guarantee for true happiness in the near future". There was everyone vouching for her, but she had to stand tall and face it like a man. Lion strength to the championship of all honors. Fight like a man and be a man. That was the motto.

That was just a waste of time. So, she met him by the sherubs near the Willowbrook trees and pinecone tress making face to her second visitor. He said he wanted to ask her a couple of questions. She discarded the part where he asked her because it was not important. The scenery didnt seem real and neither did his phony outtake on things. She was wearing a slim, back-less silver dress with shimmers and golden stone pendants on both sides of her shoulder blades cutting a very slender but still promiscuous V-shaped in the beginning of her neck line. Also, carrying a birgin bag and dollie shoes with crystal gems going through her back, floral print pantyhose. Hair pushed back in a side/swept bun and silver hoop earrings hung by her nicely shaped ears. Also, some cherry-red lipstick, foundation and mascara in a delicate appliance of each for the fit, desired outcome. Blair Simone Molly Parton looked like straight out of a movie scene. She wasn't the kind of girl that kisses and tells. But, she had an awful feeling there would be no kissing here. She had to take into consideration the type of man she would be discussing matters with her. It was her ex-boyfriend. Infrequently he would lie to get her to come see her. Especially for tonight, she was not pleased at all to have come to this meeting at all. She had a feeling she would have to endure all the pain from his quick assertions about certain files of deducted claims that had nothing pertaining to her. She was just sitting on the bench there looking all spectacular and forbidden, when he decided to meet her at that precise moment. He greeted her with a nod but nothing more than that. The next half hour to hour was a complete bore. Discussing these sorts of ruthless antics were from her liking and as far as she knew way over her head. She didn't particularly like to partake in similar discussions either. And, his ruthlessness and crude nature didn't help matters none. It was plain to see. When she dumped him last fall, he threatened her with a lot of his own side step motions and accusations. She knew there was danger in his words, but at the same time couldn't go around them. When he got there, they barely talked for five minutes; exchanging intermissible glances. Then, the conversation suddenly began to take root. He asked "well, what happened that day?" Yes, this is how this particular man always starts his sentences, with side note interventions. "well, what do you wanna know. I told you everything that there is to know." He was going to start arguing with her, when she blatantly interrupted him with a side hand gesture. "please spare me the load of croc from where do you find the situation getting better when you're only going to try to antagonise me again? And, I won't stand for it. You have no say in this particular juncture Mr.Delaqua. There is no preposition, just preposterous attempts at your part. So, as far as you and I are concerned we are not together, nor were we ever really together. And, since you never took the time to listen to anything that had to deal with my upbringing., I'm only going to say this one more time and let it play on it's own accord. We have not done business together as much as you might want to see it another day. There is no foundation and current misleading attempts to raise me into a state of utter humiliation will one day pin you to that framework that you will try to connive your way of in the court of upholding law. And, deeming it necessary, you will stay far away from me because if you dont ; there will be trouble- one of which you dont care for." She shrieked. My godmother should be coming soon and i need to speak to her about some personal matters. So, if you'll excuse me monsieur. He stared at her distractingly, and said with intensity "you will not get away with this" as he put his forearm on her right elbow. She took his arm in her hand and whisked it away. " Whatever you have to show me is worthless on my account". She said. And, with that she got up and started to walk away with a last cry from the inner depths of this mans soul. He said, you will not get away with this. As if she needed to constantly be reminded of what stood in her way between her and her true destiny. She disposed of his words, like broken, frail, thin wisps of paper. She'd rather think about something that was actually worth her time. As he could only sit there pondering in his over exuberant context of all his spite, vengeful, and erratic, unsupported thoughts and contemplations; she was gone from his life forever. Though, he wasnt going to be relayed that piece of information till later.

Her Godmother Angela was the kindest, sweetest, most genteel woman there was. Maybe, that is the reason why Blair picked her as Godmother. She was waiting patiently in Mocha Cafe for their soon to be held meeting. In the duration between the time she left the horrible man to his own complicated emotions and contemplations; she went back to her house to make two phone calls. First, she called her Godmother to schedule and ask where and when they were going to meet. The second phone call was only to her friend, the chaplain, Michael who she just needed a piece of advice from. Their conversation was quick and to the point though. In three rings, and when he picked up she uttered a small hello whereas he replied with the same gesture. After the small talk at how was yesterday, and all that she was quick to bring about her sense of urgency of what she should do about the implications; behind the reasoning of what was to come through her own actions asking him to answer in the most honest way. In his dutiful manner, he had only one thing to tell her; was simply to be careful. "Blair, i knew you for a while now. And, it seems to me that you just keep throwing your heart out with this piece of work; who showed no appreciation for you with his cowardice and insolent state. I clearly see that you dont waste any time, but where are all these mishandlings getting you? No where good is more like it." She kept going in a monotone state about the exact nature of her wrongs and she obliged to sence of truth that her friend was resonating within her; to take more incentive into an active and systematic approach of her ways. Thank you, Michael.

It was approaching that time to meet with her Godmother by the cafe near the pier. The weather was cold on the clear November day. She didnt forget to put her scarf, her nice black suade coat , pink hat and black satin gloves . As she walked through the nice, clear path- it stretched for miles. Along the way,she witnessed the beauty of nature and all it had to endure. The bountiness of green and live agriculture was upon her. The large, beautiful trees and all different sorts of flowers from Roses, to lillies, to tulips, to wildflowers, sun- flowers, blossoms, carnations, hydrangeas, and daffodilswere in range. You can see weeds in thy path with lots of clear observance to the limitless skies and clouds; making odd and misinfomed shapes. As she walks, wildlife was in range from robin birds, turtles, squirrel's, and even a lizard; a few rattlesnakes, and one deer she saw in plain clear view. She marveled at the special scenerio she witnessed due to being slightly tired; whereas her eyes could adapt to the whole sight. When she finally reached her destination. As she was walking in stride., there was an entire group of people by the patio lounging already and talking amongst themselves. The waitor greeted her as she came in through the double doors and guided her to the table as she placed a menu in the womans hands with a pleasant and courteous smile. Her phone, as she began to dial the numbers, it began to ring on its own. "Well, hello Angela. Im here, just waiting on you now. At what time might you think you would be stopping by?" Angel sighed, and said "give me about 20 minutes."Blair replied, "oh good, because we have a lot to talk about things I'm already struggling with and I wanted to run it by you." "No problem dear," Angela replied. "I'll be there as soon as possible, just have to grab my coat and purse, and order a trasportation which will only take about 20-25 minutes tops; since I live not too far away from the side of the island you are at." "Great" Blair replied, as they hung up. She then thought and pondered about everything and in between. Indesicively what they were going to talk about; the probable cause of why certain things just happened primarily on her part than her much older counterpart. And appallingly, as she checked the time again, there was Angela - looking so prim and proper with her hair in an established perm, a large coat, and a beautiful beam of a smile that would fill the nation; and those sparkling eyes. We meet, and greet each other. Blair kisses and hugs her and they laugh a little before sitting down. She was already sipping on a pinata colada before Angela orders a small espresso and a blueberry muffin. "My dear, I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. Where has the time gone again." I feel the same, Blai replied. Anyway, she went on with an encouraging nod from Angela. Blair said, "I was meaning to say what's on my mind. While I was waiting for you to show, I was thinking of all the things I could tell you about my slight disposition. Blair, started to say, I'm not sure of how I feel , there were so many things that kept getting in my way. And, once I finally got there it was not worth my time. I just thought I would have wanted to be reassured..." Before, she could finish her train of thought, Angela stopped her and began to say, "Hold on, I may feel I have an idea of what you are trying to say. Now, how long have we known each other, for four five years now. You know you can always say what's in your heart when it comes to me. How many times have I always lectured you on this? You shine just as bright as a star. Always have perseverance, have confidence, and patience. Good things will always come your way, if you believe they will., sunshine. And, the most important thing to have ofcourse is- Compassion. Blair interrupted. "Compassion, yes" Angela replied back. Compassion is definitely a very important virtue to uphold, but what I was leaning for was self-respect and morality, even though compassion is a big one and is not any less important than the other ones. It seems like you are absorbed in all your extra-curricular activities. What happened to all your friends? You are making a mistake and you didn't hear it from me...but if thats what it takes, then I should reiterate that I know you have all the courage in the world; but when it comes to your sense of self-reliance, you have to stay true to your heart." Blair considered this, and replied, "I understand Godmother. You were always there for me when I needed and confided in you. But, I didnt come so you can worry or take pity on me. I am a big girl now and what my parents always tried to reinforce from the start was how to be a better me; and be more aware of my current circumstances, also as well what held in stock for me in the future." Blair, stated. It was not just a pep talk. What these womans words suggested to her was in a most profound and gentle like manner. It bestowed a kind of trust in herself and those around her, that she wanted to pronounce it an infinite certainty that she was going to do it for herself. The other, older woman came there for just that purpose; to instill a certain type of purpose for her. Though we are living in a fundamental existence, there was still a sparkle in the young womans eyes implying that she had all good things going for her and to always persevere to the top. To never doubt herself and bring herself down. They chatted for another half hour about the importance of all these self-fulfilling prophecies, virtues, and debilitating strategies for all these basic aspects. As well, as a couple of good jokes for the road ahead and all that humanity had come to offer them.- which was essentially nothing. Which was as Patricia Angela Rotunno put it; a hospitable place to stay and some bread on the table. Not to mention the thoughtful acts of doing menial labor for their other sexual companions, she claimed. That was essentially what she was trying to engrain in the girls head before she started to pry and ask any more questions. They bid each other farewell at the end of their meal and parted ways gracefully, and in style; so when they got up to leave all heads turned their way. Before she headed her way back to the condo, located in Eltingville, New York; Blair made a pitch stop to the liquor store to pick up a bottle of sparkling wine for the lather bubble bath she was going to permit to herself later. All the while, thinking and reminiscing on the conversation her and her Godmother had earlier. It was such a nice time sitting there besides eachother laughing whole-heartedly at the perplexing sitiation standing before them.; meanwhile taking everything into consideration. It was very sentimental and relaxing indeed, as she dipped her whole body in the bath water for pure, sheer joy. She found every inch of her body begin to relax as her body absorbed the water with pure excitement. As she clicked on Enya, took a sip of the good wine, she instantly went into a meditative state of mind. Fresh, nice bubbles went floating everywhere that gushed her face and hands with soap. She had cool ideas as she saw all those floating bubbles. My step sister from planet weird. Elsewhere was a great book, she thought. Look, if Mars Attacks wasnt real, we would all be devoid of human interaction. Um, she took a big sip of wine: my ultimate reality was seen as having an equatable number of successful misadventures. Which she didnt especially like. Which seemed unfair to her. So, her only logical conclusion would be: it was an inevitable statement to be all devoid of emotion since partaking in this corrupt society was too much for her taking. Bored. She made swirls with her palms. So, the most radical explanation then would be such, as that I stay here while they go on to defeat them theirselves. I wasnt included in that particular jester. Lady of Snakes, or Lilith, or even Aphrodite knew nothing of my own heroic disclosures to my entertwined. Im getting too ahead of myself. And, she held back knowing that when she mentioned that she know's it will her and just herself that will be reading this in tribute; in spite of all the backlashing. Then, a flicker on one side of the wall, she could see through her vision; but it was just her right toe. It wasnt amusing. I was becoming delirious. I decided to put all the rest of my 'logical' thoughts into place. I feel that the only other group that was similar to mine own interests only was another part of me. One of which I will never understand.

Chapter 2: The inquisition

This is only a short chapter. The simple reason, being that was no, henceforth, inquisition of any kind needed to be made. The only questions that were asked were of nobodys to that level. Lets start from the beginning. All dyslexic shapes was what I was good at deciphering. But, there was a man and woman of the nile. she transcended into the farthest mountains of the Evergreens in present day- Minneapolis. Hey, I think I know more than the man. In other contest, the jets scored today in this 2nd season. That was the inquisition. Perusing her main point in focus, it was very insightful. Yet, it didnt make any sense. She stuttered, mumbling filthy incantations behind her snare, the thought was illogical and reversed it back to Normal mode. We all know the part that comes next after his valuable doctrine to her. She had to memorize it word for word. Lest, it be known that the doctrine was strictly as followed to remain constant every way. It was evidently pass that time where we can make any dramatic entrance. Apparantly, he felt adamant about that part. All those factors didnt make any sense to her, nor in that concept. Those particular disclosures were fragments of a whole, not unlike to his teachings. Colors by Halsey was a favourite song of mine in that moment and admiration for Gods sustainable life source and forces of Nature all as one, dually noted. The testimonial was to abide by Holy Spirit, father, and other father. So, she stuttered.,mumbled something incoherent under her breath and stepped lazily out of the bathtub. She left the bathroom, just thinking somehow, pathologically to herself: did the holy spirit just rape my entire being?

"I was granted access to urm, the missionary international station of Mars. I had the i.d" , (Alita, the battle angel) i would never lie to the same girl that I was a long time ago. No, I'm totally kidding. I have no redemption, coming my way which is why the inquisition probably lasted so short in time! I was told my higher preachings come from God, so I must stay focused to what I believe in. The power of my i.d on urm, would be so much more powerful than the prospect of being unhappy. The next chapter will be a doozy. =)

But first, the reason why the inquisition lasted a short time- how you would really like to know? Because, there was a girl that put the cards on the table and incriminated herself to make the process of a simple inquisition take so short of time. Hey, it was the best thing she got.

Somehow I tried to incorporate the colder than ice lyrics to frame Molly's perspective on things. How can they be so stubborn? So unforgiving of my timid and frantic outcome on things. I will read you the colder than ice lyrics in two seconds! Ok..here goes:

Colder Than Ice Lyrics There she stands on the floor colder than ice, vision fixed on the door colder than ice now she knows that she's nice golden hair and deep blue eyes noone dances her twice nothing happen so far 'cause who wants to get burned by the ice No one reach her tonight before she takes flight She's colder than ice How can I get in first hurt to intice

CHORUS She's colder than ice Colder than ice COLDER THAN ICE

Suddenly I was there and she's is in his arms all too close to him and she feels his charms couldn't see it no more could it be I'm loosing for sure Oh it's breaking me up 'cause I'm the only one who dares to walk on the ice No one reach her tonight before she takes flight She's colder than ice How can I get in first hurt to intice She's colder than ice colder than ice COLDER THAN ICE (x2)

No one reach her tonight before she takes flight She's colder than ice How can I get in first hurt to intice She's colder than ice colder than ice COLDER THAN ICE -

By Grant Miller

Chapter 3: An "any other place" situation.

"You have bad breath" She mumbled underneath her breath in his direction. He looked at her from the side, and said "what"? Why would you prolong something when he already instigated it back to her? She could never explain that which made her believe she wasnt in hades, and so she was his and his alone in the circle of hell. He kept on going with the insults.., such as you are an evil, I should have listen to what everyone was telling me about you (My mom, my sister, Susan). She could feel heat waves fuming out of her, as he had some nerve after he insulted her to the core. What an evil bitch, she thought. The justification of these morals were as such:she didnt know. ELSEWHERE IS A FUN BOOK. Ok, so im not that special, she admitted wholeheartedly. And I wish Terminators were real. I like how they predicted my future. I could write a book about this, but I wont., its too tough to explain. Sorry, some people cant read. Heh, that was actually funny to her. Now, the difference between men and woman is that there is only one woman for every man but the ratio for a love match is simple.. do his laundry=great sex. Understand my philosophy, or these pages will keep repeating its framework. So, in the dungeon now with no words to say except that it was cool. There is no point to this chapter either except now you know I was funny that way. So, lets start from the beginning. In my teens, I started to have premonitions. As I was making my way into my late teens, I started to have hallucinations., some which were downright scary. I was labeled as a schizophrenic for a while. Then the doctors agreed it was no big deal, although all the seminars they held for me in those institutions had me labeled as 'girl interrupted' for a while. After making an escape attempt, I was incriminated and sent to an institution for two and a half years. Now that I see that there is no greener grass on the other side through my fragmented ability to have clarity I started seeking other options through my logical pathways for a true escape out of all four corners in my mind. I started thinking like a linguist, a scholar, that girl, how all the girls would think and its entirety lay in the hands of the depths of a mans soul. He deliberately put me into a state of trance so I would see colors and only colors. I was that girl who didnt see the ending of this complexity. Paper after paper going down the drain till I get the essence of why we must not speak about these things. The reasoning behind these implications was that the whole spectral of her mindset was blasphemous, unholy and should be condemned. Who brought on these surge of emotions. That means inputting, decoding, and encoding an entire word is simple enough- Let me know how that goes. Some girls would mock her. Blair didnt take pity on those fools. She was smart like that. It wasnt rocket science. More like boring Chemistry. I didnt pass Chemistry, I didnt even take Chemistry, but it also had some meaning behind its implications. Oh man, she sat there thinking. I wish I could feel how I feel when I just felt that. Meditation, meditation, sleep, and Contemplation. Nothing will ever ruse my state of deep transcendental awareness at this time.CHORUS. And then it stops. And starts again. It will never stop apparantly.

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i have a notion and it's lena teaching little stella how to play chess and it's entirely different from lena playing chess in her own house because there's so much laughter and casual teasing and stella uses her powers to cheat and then vehEMENTLY DENYING IT WHEN ASKED and maybe i'm just being extra

its so funny bc i’ve had a v similar notion sO LET ME YELL ABT IT SOME

stella is the only of the superbabies to show any interest in chess for more than a passing moment and is the only one to be able to sit still long enough for lena to teach her the game and lena’s like??? so excited when, one day when stella’s like four or five maybe, lena and kara are playing and stella nudges at lena’s arm until she moves it so she can crawl into her mom’s lap and she settles back against lena and studies the board with this v serious look and kara’s biting back a laugh until stella quietly requests show me mommy? and then kara’s softening and lena’s all but melting tbh like woah her kiddo want to play this game that lena loves a lot and she wants to learn?? she wants lena to teach her???

so lena goes out and gets this little children’s chess set the very next day, gets this set bc it has little labels on the board to indicate where each piece goes and it’s got this pretty mother of pearl inlay around the edge of the board, around the base of the pieces and lena knows stella will love it

they pick sunday afternoons for practice, lena lifting stella up to the big family calendar they keep in the kitchen so she can pick a day and put a little heart next to it. so every sunday afternoon, right after stella’s napped for a bit, she bounces into lena’s study and watches v carefully as lena sets up the board, explaining what each piece is, what they do, where they go. stella asks questions sometimes, but mostly she watches at first until she kind of gets an idea of what’s going on

but then when they get into the game?? hoo boy, stella is hilarious and pretty savage, like she’ll look at some move that lena’s made that she apparently doesnt approve of and will look up at her mother with this one raised eyebrow and sort of sigh really? and it’s the cutest thing and lena cant help but laugh and stella’s rlly so sweet, she drops the look she’s giving her and starts laughing with lena and it will take them a fair few minutes to sort of reign it in

and omg as stella gets older?? she starts learning a few basic strategies, she does, but she’s still losing to lena basically every time (though every once in a while, lena throws it just because the look of elation on stella’s face is probably one of the brightest, purest things lena’s ever experienced) so she takes to poking holes in lena’s strategies, gently harassing her to try and get her off her game, but lena throws it right back at her, sort of narrowing her eyes and quirking an eyebrow when stella goes to move her knight when she has a pawn in perfect position and stella just sort of snorts, nods like yeah okay ya got me there

good god they laugh so so much during these games. like they rlly do and lena is so so happy abt it like?? this is literally all she’s ever wanted, all she’s ever dreamed of for her kids. they’re getting exactly what she never had, are able to feel safe enough that they poke fun at her like stella does when lena makes a careless mistake and leaves her king vulnerable (it’s not a mistake, it’s lena carefully working lessons into each of their games tbh, like she is nothing if not methodical)

an excerpt:

mom, oh my gosh, don’t you have, like, three advanced degrees?

don’t you have a move to make, stelly-bean?

and stella’ll groan at the nickname but she’s also grinning super wide, super bright and lena’s just?? basking in her happiness i guess

omg and when stella learns to read minds, it’s hilarious bc she’s not slick abt it. like?? u can sort of feel her when she’s there, in ur head, like a little bump or nudge near the base of your skull, and lena thinks its hilarious that she’s trying that, that when she couldnt get a vibe for lena’s next move, she looked to lena’s mind and she sort of pokes a little fun at stella for it, asks we’re not cheating, are we? in such a gentle, teasing tone that has stella stammering, flushed, uh no of course not like why would you say that as i am perfect and have never done anything wrong in my entire life, ever

when stella gets older, she gets a lot better at reading ppl without them knowing, but kara and lena can always tell (mostly bc of that first psychic connection?? like they’re slightly more attuned to stella too) and so stella thinks she’s Rlly being Slick but lena sort of rolls her eyes and groans stella and its hilarious watching her daughter’s reaction, going from shock to worry to vague annoyance to out and out laughter as she tries to deny it, puts up a good fight before she’s reduced to giggles

like at some point its not even practice anymore, they just turn into weekly chess games, just for fun, just bc its calm and sweet and warm and when stella’s in college and Going Through Some Shit, it’s something to anchor her and lena loves that her daughter still likes the game, still likes spending time with her. like?? they’ve only ever missed one sunday, bc stella had the flu, but that was made up for on tuesday when she felt better

and like?? chess sort of becomes this touchstone for them, like it always was for lena, but it also brought up some weird and painful things too, but now its just all good things, just stella and quiet sundays and laughing and messing up the board bc they needed to push the game to the side in order to set their ice cream bowls on the desk

like it sort of becomes a thing between them, like one mother’s day, stella gets lena this truly horrendous cat chess board bc she thought it was hilarious and lena laughs so hard she cries when she opens it (she still keeps it in her office though, next to one of her #1 Mom mugs and the pencil holder finn made in preschool

and then lena fires back with a fantasy inspired chess set for stella’s birthday, bc the dragon looks ridiculous and its just the thing stella loves to mock mercilessly

without fail, one of them always gets the other something chess related for any gift giving event. one christmas, stella gets a purse shaped like a knight; on lena’s birthday one year, stella got her a set of bookends that looked like bishops, and so on and so forth

and then, to get ~emotional~, lena gifts stella her very own custom made chess set for her college graduation and stella treasures it for the rest of her life tbh, like it makes her feel warm and safe like she always did in her mom’s study, sunday afternoons, sipping tea between moves and laughing until her stomach hurts. like ?? it’s just a tangible thing for all these good memories and honestly ??? im crying ????

#supergirl #supercorp #lena luthor #superbabies #me: crying #triwiizard #human interaction

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Take me to church pt5

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You and David go to the coffee shop. He orders the drinks. You see the guys drive by and look to David as he comes back with the coffees. Chibs sees you with Hale and couldnt be more jealous.

You woke up the next day, only to realize it wasnt your room. You looked over to the other side of the bed and saw David laying there. You got up slowly and got dressed really quickly. Once you had everything is when you walked out of his apartment, walked a couple blocks away from his place and took out your phone to call someone for a ride.

You didnt know who to call, you didnt want to call Chibs not after you left with David. You decided to call Juice to pick you up, well you hoped that he would pick up his phone and if he wouldnt then you would call Tig. Thankfully Juice answers his phone.

“Juice: Hello?

You: Its me y/n

Juice: You ok? Whats wrong?

You: Uh would you be able to pick me up? Nothing is wrong, its just to far to walk home

Juice: Yeah sure. Where are you?

You: Im near by the ice cream shop

Juice: Do I wanna know where you have been?

You: No

Juice: I’ll be right there

You: How bad did I screw up?

Juice: Is there something?

You: No, just a moment of weakness”

Juice ended the call as he rolls on his back, a croweater is beside him and he gets out of bed to get dressed and pick you up. He walks by Chibs dorm and his door is closed as he hears noises coming out of there.

“All in good time brother” Juice says as he continues to walk down the hall and out of the club house to his bike.

You sat on the foot steps and waited for Juice, the fresh air is what you needed since you are beginning to feel sick. You dont remember anything after David asked if you wanted to go over to his place for drinks in celebrations of your accomplishments. Well had one to many drinks and dont remember anything after that. All you know is waking up in his bed and sneaking away.

You finally hear the bike pulling up the street, you are about to walk up but dizziness and nausea started to combine. You leaned over while the contents from the night before was all over the side walk. Juice turned off his bike and helped you with your hair.

“That much to drink huh?” He asks once you have settled from the dry heaves

“Yeah, yuck my mouth is just gross” You say while Juice pulls out a pack of gum

“Thanks” You tell him as he helps you sit back down once more to get a handle of things before driving you home.

“You and Hale?” Is all he asks

“Like I said, it was a moment of weakness” You tell him once more as he gives you a puzzled expression

“We dated throughout high school and the day after graduation we broke up. It was mutually decided” You tell him how it all started

“And now?” He asks in hope you will give him the right answer.

“Now, nothing. I dont want to start anything with him. Its just seeing him for the first time in over ten years has gotten me all caught up again” You tell him honestly

“You and Chibs?” He asks while looking to the ground

“I am falling for him Juice. Im falling for him hard and I dont know how to tell him. Or Im scared to tell him because Im afraid he might feel differently and the rejection alone” You honestly tell him as you have your head in your hands.

“Before you do anything with Chibs, you need to sort yourself out and get things clear with Hale. Im only saying this because you look conflicted and he is my brother. I dont want him getting hurt if all the signals are mixed” He says as he gets up and gives you a hand to your feet.

You accept his help and nod in agreement.

“I’ll take you home. C’mon” He says as he leads the way to his bike and he hops on while he hands you a helmet.

“Before we drive off. Uh if anything, I would never hurt Chibs and yes I will get things straight with David. I could never hurt Chibs like that. Last night was a mistake and I knew better but like I said. It was a moment of weakness, reliving the past but realize it was complete foolish” You tell him before he starts the bike.

You accept the helmet and hop on as well. He starts his bike and begins to drive to your parents house. Luckily they dont stir from their deep slumber. Juice walks you to the door, before you walk into the house, you turn to him.

“Thanks for listening and giving me advice. I needed to hear it” You tell him as you kiss his cheek. He smiles at the gesture and walks back to his bike and you head inside to go back to bed.

As you lay in bed, you begin to think about cutting all ties with David and how you were going to tell him. You didnt want to start anything with him again and wanted something with Chibs. For the past couple of months you have only wanted Chibs and you needed to get David out of the way once and for all. You are only set on Chibs. You are going to make Filip Telford yours. Your Filip. Your Chibs.

** You decided to work at the club house, the studio was getting a little quiet and for some reason Chibs wasnt coming around anymore, well you knew why but thought he would just brush it off since he didnt have feelings for you anyway. As you are sitting in the kitchen, doing a few edits of the pictures Juice has taken and listening to music.

You’re listening to ‘Take me to church by Hozier’ you couldnt help yourself with singing and the music just whisked you away.

‘My lover's got humour

he's the giggle at a funeral

Knows everybody's disapproval

I should've worshipped him sooner

If the heavens ever did speak

he's the last true mouthpiece

Every Sunday's getting more bleak

A fresh poison each week

"We were born sick," you heard them say it

My church offers no absolutes

he tells me, "Worship in the bedroom."

The only heaven I'll be sent to

Is when I'm alone with you

I was born sick

But I love it

Command me to be well

Aaay. Amen. Amen. Amen.

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times

My lover's the sunlight

To keep the God on my side

he demands a sacrifice

Drain the whole sea

Get something shiny

Something meaty for the main course

That's a fine-looking high horse

What you got in the stable?

We've a lot of starving faithful

That looks tasty

That looks plenty

This is hungry work

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

No Masters or Kings

When the Ritual begins

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene

Only then I am human

Only then I am clean

Ooh oh. Amen. Amen. Amen.

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life’

You couldnt help yourself as you sang out loud and didnt think you would be that loud but everyone in the club house heard you.

The guys in church looked to each other and wondered who would be singing so beautifully. Until Clay realized it was you who was singing your heart away. He had a wide smile on his face and he looks to Jax and he couldnt wipe off the smile from his as well.

Chibs was amazed on how beautifully you sang, to him you sounded like an angel from the heavens.

The song couldnt be more perfect for the situation they are in. Once Clay dropped the gavel is when everyone came out of the room.

Once you finished the song is when you kept humming out the lyrics and even changed a few of them. Well more like you changed ‘she’ to he and the ‘her’ to him. Juice noticed it right away and immediately new right away who you were referring to.

“That was amazing baby girl” Dad says leaning against the door frame

“You scared me” You shook and turned to the door.

“Sorry, didnt mean to scare you” He says while lifting his hands in surrender

“Nice set of wind pipes y/n, how come you never sing for us at our parties?” Tig asks getting himself a cup of coffee

“Because no body ever asks” You retort back with a side smile

“What are you working on?” Jax asks coming into the kitchen and sitting across from you.

“I’m editing a few pictures that Juice took” You reply continuing with your work

“Why dont ye werk at your studio?” Chibs asks taking a sip from his beer

“Its to quiet, I got used of the company from others but never come around anymore” You reply while leaning back into your chair and crossing your arms across your chest looking to Chibs.

“I thought you were getting cozy with Hale again?” Jax asks and you can sense that Chibs is getting agitated hearing his name.

“Ever since you told me you caught him and that bitch of an agent in his office. I told him fuck that noise and bounced out” You tell him while everyone else is surprised David would do something like that when it came to being on the job.

“You just peaced out on him?” Jax says while chuckling

“Just fuck that noise and peace right the fuck out?” Tig says while motioning with his hands to the door.

You laugh while everyone else laughs, including Chibs and you missed his laugh along with his smile. You missed everything about him.

“Good girl” Chibs says while taking the last gulp of his beer and walks past you to throw his bottle away.

As he passes you is when you caught the scent of beer and that made you feel nauseous. You got up right away, pushed everyone out of the way and ran to the bathroom. You flushed the toilet and saw that there is mouth wash. You rinsed out your mouth, washed your hands and walked out the door.

“Are you alright?” Jax asks as you enter the bar area

“I am now” You simply reply while he checks your temperature

“You should head home. I’ll drive you” He says while you try to protest but he is already out the door.

You were about to walk back to the kitchen but Chibs already had your laptop in the bag.

“Are ye sure ye are alright?” He asks as he held your bag and standing right in front of you.

“Not lately” You simply answer as you take the bag from him and begin to walk away.

You walk into the parking lot and see mom talking to Jax. You knew he told her because she is walking in your direction. You met her half way.

“Are you ok baby?” She asks feeling your forehead

“Now I am but you know Jax, being the protective big brother” You tell him as you give her a small smile.

Thats when you see Chibs walking out of the club house and walks towards you and your mom.

“I’ll come check on ya later, got a few things to handle first” He says as he kisses the top of your head.

He walks away and mom looks to you with a smile on her face. You look to Jax who doesnt look too happy about the sudden move.

“Is there something going on between you and Chibs?” She asks as you walk away from her.

“I’ll tell you about it later” You tell her and walk to Jax. He gives you a helmet and you hop on. He drives out of the parking lot and to the house.

Once he pulls into the drive way and you begin to walk to the front door while he follows behind you. You walk into the kitchen and set your bag on top of the table.

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