“Earl Endre just arrived, why aren’t you there to talk to him?” Bjorn sat down looking at his younger half brother, he didn’t wanted to throw the bomb so fast so he decided to take it easy.
“Just tell me what you want already.” Ivar wasn’t stupid, he could feel that there is going to come something that he won’t like so he just wanted to get over it. He was already concerned and anxious and all that he wanted was for Ylva to come home faster. It passed a month since he thought that he heard her while he was on the clearing and it really made him question his sanity.
“We want you to marry his daughter.” Ivar turned his head, looking at his brother, his eyes burning like flames on Bjorn’s face.
“No, I’m already married.”Bjorn sighed deeply, he didn’t wanted to force his little brother to do this but he has too.
“We need his ships and his people and he refuses to give them to us if you don’t marry that girl, and everybody knows that you and Ylva are no longer together so you’re again an available heir of Ragnar.” Ivar’s face contorted in anger and he balled him hand in a fist, hitting the wall as hard as he could.
“There are more earls, we don’t need his help.” the sound of Ivar’s scream could be heard from far away and everybody knew that something bad was about to happen.
“He haves the best ships and weapons from all the other ones. You have to accept it.” Bjorn was yelling back at his brother even if he knew how much Ivar hated when someone was yelling at him.
“We are calling for Ylva’s father, he will help us. We don’t need any other earl.”
“Either you marry her or you don’t come raiding with us.” Ivar’s vision darkened and he saw only blood as he knocked his brother off his feet and climbed on top of him, holding him down.
“Who the hell do you think you are to tell me that I can’t go raiding if I don’t marry a stupid cunt? Why don’t Hvitserk or Sigurd marry her? Listen to me, Bjorn, I’m not marrying that girl, I’m not doing it and this is final.” Ivar climbed off his brother and started to crawl away but Bjorn stopped him once again.
“Ivar, the success of our raid depends on you. If you don’t marry Darby we will lose, just do it, Ivar. We are not asking for that much.” Ivar closed his eyes and thought for a while then he nodded in approval, knowing that this was the worst decision of his entire life, to be bonded to a woman that he didn’t loved while the woman that he loved was healing and trying to come back to him. “Good, you’re marrying in a week. There will be more earls and between them it is Ylva’s father too, he is friends with earl Endre.” with that Bjorn left Ivar alone, only for the younger one to start screaming and throwing things as he hated the fact that he was stupid enough to agree.
“You seem better, my daughter.” earl Clader affirmed as he was approaching his daughter.
“It was good to be back home, this month and half.” Ylva said as she released the arrow, whom went straight to the point.
“Fight with me.” He father said pulling out his sword, Ylva took one from the ground and started to fight with her father, not caring about anything in this world but defeating her beloved parent. They fought for one hour straight until Ylva knocked her father on the ground and pressed the tip of her sword to his neck. Ylva was happy, overwhelmed by happiness. When she arrived home she was so down that she couldn’t hold that damned sword in her own hands but now she was back a shield maiden, a warrior. She found herself again. The strong woman, the warrior, the wife and the maiden. She found all her pieces and put them back together and she was now stronger than ever. She could beat even a bear with her hands alone. Now she was glowing with confidence and strength and the only thing that she needed was her husband by her side. She dropped the weapon on the ground and laid next to her father, her head resting on his chest. He caressed her hair and kissed her forehead just like a parent should do.
“Who are you?” her father asked and now she was ready to give him the answer that he was waiting for. Over this month and half she only told her father that she doesn’t know who she is but now she does and she’s ready to say it out loud.
“I’m daughter of earl Calder, born and loved in the dark of the night. I’m a shield maiden, I’m not afraid of death and pain, I fight for my people and revenge their death ones. I’m a woman, ready to sacrifice my body and my life for bringing a new life into this world and teaching it the right way. I’m ex and future wife of Ivar the Boneless, true heir of Ragnar and I’m ready to go and conquer the world next to him. I’m ready to make you and him proud. I’m ready to make a legend out of me, my husband and the kids that will come from us.” Calder smiled at his daughter, a proud smile but Ylva could see the change in his eyes when she mentioned her loved one.
“Ylva, I’m so sorry.” Calder sighed, making his daughter worried about what was going to come out his mouth.
“What is it father? Tell me, I can face it.” she affirmed knowing that she was strong enough to take every single arrow that the life will throw at her.
“Ivar is getting married with Darby, earls Endre daughter.” you were wrong when you thought that you could take anything that will come your way but damned you would be if you would fall again. Ivar was worthy of the hart break that you were going to cause to him only because he chose to marry that good of nothing brat, he was going to see what the wrath of a woman meant.
“When?” Ylva asked a devilish smile forming on her face.
“One week and half by now.” Calder knew what was happening in his daughters little head and he chuckled to himself knowing that she will take full revenge on both Ivar and Darby for hurting her in such a manner. He knew way to good how revengeful his daughter was and this is what made her the best warrior. The fact that she will fight with all the rage of the death ones, with the rage of all her people and the ones before her that died in battle. “Go prepare your things, we’re leaving tomorrow morning.” Ylva’s smile spread on her face at the thought of the sweet revenge and gods forbid but she’s going to break Ivar in million of pieces for all that he has done to her.
Ivar was on the hill again looking as the well known ships were coming, he was hoping that Ylva will won’t be there because it will be impossible for him to marry Darby if she was present. He will won’t be able to betray himself or his love for the black haired woman that stole his heart.
Ivar sat there for hours, not bothering to go down and greet his guest as he just wanted to be left alone. He didn’t wanted anyone to see him and he was sure not able to face Calder knowing what he’s about to do.
“Look what we do have here?” the well known voice made the hair rise on his body and his head jerked in the direction of the sound in an instant to see the love of his life. His Ylva standing there, proud, glowing, a faint blush on her cheek but something wasn’t right. Her eyes held something evil and Ivar knew that he needed to clarify things with her.
“Ylva, I didn’t…” but he didn’t got to finish his phrase.
“Shut up! You are no one to talk to me in this moment! You broke my heart for the very last time Ivar the Boneless and I swear that I’m going to break you and all that you ever knew. I’m going to make your life a living hell because this is what you have done to me. I can accept anything but you knew that I was coming back and by the fact that you decided to marry another woman you just showed me how much I meant for you. Don’t you worry, Ivar, you’ll pay the price for your betrayal and you’ll pay it in the worst way possible for you and I’ll enjoy to see you suffering because you made me suffer. Be aware Ivar for this is the last time when you played with my heart.”Ylva turned around and walked away, leaving Ivar again alone, with his nightmares and demons, with his broken heart, with his rage and his guilt. He felt as if he was drowning and the anger was consuming him. He started to yell so hard that he could be heard from Kattegat but he didn’t cared, he needed to take out his rage and his pain and this was the only way since the woman that could scare his demons just left him because he was stupid enough to break her heart again and he knew that he was going to pay for it because his only love never let her business unfinished.
“Clem! Clementine!” Javi comes running to her, waving his hands in the air like a maniac. “I have news! And it’s great!”
She drops the bag she was packing a moment ago to give him her full attention. “What happened?”
“I spoke with Lingard,” he says proudly, beaming. “He’s a moody son of a bitch, but he told me where he left AJ.”
If she hadn’t dropped her bag before, she’d have now. Yes, she was going after AJ anyway, but to have an actual location? Awesome. More than awesome. Brilliant.
“Where?” she breathes out, hands twitching with the need to hold AJ again. “Where, Javi?”
“McCarroll Ranch. I…I’m not sure where it is exactly, but Lingard said it’s not far from here. Said there was a woman taking care of him, but Lingard doesn’t remember her name. Probably was too stoned to remember. But Clem, did you hear me? He’s not far from here! We can get him back!”
“Wow, you’re huge (Y/N)”, Tony commented the moment you stepped out of
“Thank you Tony, I didn’t notice”, you smiled sarcastic at him.
You were now 9 months pregnant, your belly was huge, even heavy and
moving just to sit on the bed was a difficult task. Let’s not talk about moving
out of the apartment to go to the facility where Dr Cho was taking care of your
pregnancy. You knew you were about to give birth, you could feel it, and the
moment you told Bucky he insisted on moving to the facility until the little
new human coming to the world actually arrived.
You had refused to know the gender of the baby which had been so hard
since everyone else, except you, knew it. Even Bucky. Everyone had been giving
the presents to him since you would knew the gender just by looking at the
gifts. Some days you just wanted to ask him but you always decided against it.
“How are you feeling?” Natasha said hurrying over you to help you to
take a seat on the couch.
“Exhausted”, you sighed placing both hands on your belly. “The baby has
been kicking the whole night, I swear. I think I’ve slept for like three hours”,
“Obviously someone wants to come out and meet uncle Stevie”, Steve said
coming downstairs with a big smile. He was going to be the godfather of the
baby so he was over excited about this. “Where’s Bucky?”
“Talking to Dr Cho”, you shrugged. “It looks like he’s the one giving
birth instead of me, I swear”, you laughed shaking your head.
“Oh my fuck! You’re going to explode!” Clint said coming out of the
kitchen. You laughed and rolled your eyes. “Seriously, not even my wife got
this big”, he added with a smile as he took a seat next to you and offered you
“Thank you”, you thanked him before taking a sip. “Well, the father is
not exactly small so I’m guessing she or he will be big just like him”, you
“You still don’t know the gender?” Tony smirked.
“No, so shut up!” You said pointing your finger at him.
He laughed and walked back into the kitchen. Judging by the smell,
someone was cooking which you thanked since you were starving. Or the baby was
starving. Or both. You just didn’t know. The elevator opened and Bucky came out
of it. You smiled the moment you saw him but frowned as you saw the colour of
“What happened?” You asked immediately. Had the doctor told him
something bad? There was something wrong with the baby? “James, what’s wrong?”
“You can’t have the baby”, he mumbled. Your breath got stuck in your
throat the moment he said that.
“Why!? Damn, Bucky, tell me what the fuck is wrong!” You almost yelled
trying to get up.
“The doctor explained the process of…bringing the child to the world and…”
he frowned. “It’s gross! You can’t take the baby out of your body through your…
You looked at him speechless. He couldn’t be serious. This wasn’t happening.
Was he really freaking out because he had just realised how giving birth was
like? Keeping a straight face was too hard so the moment Natasha started
laughing you did the same. He was just too adorable. The fact that an ex super
assassin was scared of a birth was just too adorable and funny.
“What?” He said frowning, looking even more confused now.
“Honey, it’s ok”, you chuckled stretching an arm so he would take your
hand. He walked towards you and took your hand, sitting on the table in front
of the couch. “I know it’s not…nice. But I will be fine”, you smiled at him.
“That has to stretch, (Y/N)! How are you supposed to be fine?” He said,
concern all over his features.
“The body of a woman is ready for this, really”, you smiled rubbing his
hand with your thumb. “But I will need your help”, you told him. He looked at
you before kissing your hand a few times.
“I will be there”, he said nodding which made you smile warmly.
“Thank you”, you whispered.
Just twenty minutes later, Tony and Pepper called you all to the
kitchen. Bucky helped you to get up which you thanked with a small kiss on his
lips before going to the kitchen.
“Thank you, guys”, you said once you were seated again.
“You’re welcome”, Pepper smiled at you.
She had also treated you so well during the pregnancy. You knew she
wanted to have a child with Tony as well but the billionaire just didn’t look
like he was ready just yet. He loved being Iron Man too much to become a father
so soon. But you knew that the only person able to talk him into having a child
“So, everything ready?” Pepper asked you as she passed you the salad.
“Well, actually Bucky is the one taking care of everything but he
assures that it is”, you said smiling at your husband.
“Of course it is”, he said proudly. “She will love the nursery room and
all the clothes, I swear”, he added.
“I can’t wait”, you laughed. “Tony, do you have barbecue sauce?” You
asked getting up slowly.
“Wait, I’ll get it for you”, Bucky said quickly.
“Don’t worry, I ca-“
Suddenly you felt an intense pain on your belly and your uterus that
made you hold onto the table with a gasp and close your eyes. Then, you felt
some liquid coming down your legs and when you opened your eyes you saw your
water had broken. Oh shit.
“(Y/N)?” Bucky said getting up.
“My water broke”, you mumbled.
“What?” He asked in shock.
“Oh shit”, Clint said getting up as well.
“Oh my god!” Pepper exclaimed jumping from her chair.
“Barnes, call Dr Cho now!” Natasha yelled.
“What do we have FRIDAY for!?” Tony exclaimed. “FRIDAY, tell Dr Cho to
get everything ready. (Y/N) is giving birth and already having contractions”.
You looked at Bucky who looked in shock, like he didn’t know what to do.
But as soon as you felt another contraction and you held his hand tight,
whispering that the baby was coming, he reacted. Immediately, he picked you up
bridal style and carried you to the elevator to go to the room where you were
going to give birth.
Everyone was following, trying to give you advices but you didn’t listen
to anyone. You were focused on your belly, Bucky and your baby. Well, and also
“Lay her down!” Dr Cho said the moment Bucky walked into the room. He placed
you in a bed where the doctor examined you but your eyes never left Bucky’s. “Ok,
(Y/N), you still have to stretch a bit more. A couple of inches, and then you
will be ready to push, do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand”, you said taking Bucky’s hand.
“Alright, I’m taking everything we need and I’ll be right back”, she
“Where is everyone?” You asked Bucky.
“Pepper and Clint made sure I was the only one here”, he said kissing
your hand. “How are you?” He asked.
“A baby is about to come out of my vagina, what do you think?” You said.
He chuckled a little and kissed your forehead.
“I won’t leave your side”, he said with a sigh.
You smiled at him but your smile cracked the moment you felt the next
contraction. You tried to be quiet as you held onto Bucky’s hand but this time
you let out a scream of pain that you just couldn’t hold.
“Motherfucker!” You yelled closing your eyes.
“Language”, Bucky said looking at you.
“Fuck you Barnes, when a fucking person comes out of your body let’s see
if you watch your fucking language”, you mumbled. Eventually the contraction
finished so you let out a shaky breath and closed your eyes. “Oh my god…” you
mumbled. “Sorry babe”, you said looking at Bucky.
“Don’t worry. It’s like when you’re on your period but worse”, he
“Much worse, believe you”, you sighed.
“I’m back! How’s everything?” Dr Cho said coming back into the room.
“Her language is improving”, Bucky said making you chuckle a little.
“How much longer?” You asked when the doctor bended down again.
“Almost there, you were almost fully dilated when you came in”, she
smiled at you.
“Good”, you said nodding.
When the next contraction came you were prepared for it. As much as you
could of course. This time you managed not to curse and keep your mouth closed
but you felt tears on your eyes by the time it finished.
“Ok, (Y/N), you’re ready to push. When I tell you, I need you to push
slowly until I tell you to stop. Then I need you to breath, and push again
until we can get this baby out for you see, do you understand?” She explained.
“Am I allowed to scream?” You mumbled.
“You’re allowed to do whatever you need”, she smiled at you, taking a
seat in front of your open legs. Bucky held your hand and kissed your forehead.
“Let’s do this agent. One, two, three…push slowly”
You closed your eyes and started pushing, holding onto Bucky’s flesh
hand. You really felt something down there, something painful that made you
gasp and scream. But you knew it was about to be worse.
“Breath now”, Dr Cho said. You opened your eyes breathing quickly and
looked down at the doctor. “I can see the head”, she smiled making you smile a
little. “Push (Y/N), c’mon, push harder now. One, two, three”
This time you pushed as hard as you could. Screaming while you did so
since the pain was almost unbearable. You could easily passed out at that
moment but you forced yourself to stay awake, for your baby.
“C’mon baby, you’re doing great”, Bucky said kissing your forehead
“Don’t fucking kiss me now Barnes! Not the moment, just hold my fucking
hand before I grab something else!” You yelled closing your eyes as you pushed.
“Yes ma’am”, he mumbled taking your hand.
“It’s out! The head is out. C’mon, breathe and push. One last push, you
can do this!” Dr Cho said. With a nod you took a deep breath and then pushed.
That time you felt like something literally came out of your body and
then the pain was gone. There was silence for a brief moment before a cry
filled the room. You looked at Bucky who was looking at what the doctor was
holding and you couldn’t see. His eyes were literally shining and you had never
seen than expression in his face.
He walked to the doctor and stretched his arms, like he knew exactly
what to do and how. The doctor gave him the crying baby so he could bring her
or him to you. The moment you saw the face you started crying.
“It’s a girl”, you mumbled.
He nodded smiling down at the baby before placing her on your chest. The
moment she was against you, she stopped crying. Out of instinct, you placed
your arms around her to hold her carefully, holding the head with one hand and
the body with the other. She was beautiful. The most beautiful creature you had
ever seen. And it was the outcome of yours and Bucky’s love. She was your
daughter and nobody could take that away from you.
“She’s beautiful”, you whispered not being able to look away from her.
“Like her mother”, Bucky whispered stroking your hair slowly before
kissing your forehead. He took her hand and you let out a sob as she wrapped
her tiny hand around his finger. “Hello, baby girl”, he chuckled. You knew he
was about to cry as well but you said nothing. It was then when she opened her
eyes and you smiled even more. Blue eyes. Like the ocean. Like the sky. Like Bucky’s.
Summary: A lot can happen on a late spring day, especially on a bus. A lot more can happen if the ride ends before you’ve reached your station.
Warnings: confused people in a tower
Word Count: 1635
_Author’s Note: Second chapter - yay! As promised, not much fluff left. Special thanks to both @buckyslion (who is the cutest friend ever) and @aubzylynn, who is such a great listener. Have fun!
Soft sun tickled your face, but you couldn’t really enjoy it. Your head was giving you a massive ache. Sitting wasn’t as easy as it was supposed to. You stayed down and enjoyed the soft pillows in your neck. Just now you realized they smelled very… masculine. This was not your bed. Where were you? Did you belong here? Your head felt like a scrambled mess and you had to hold onto the bed’s wooden frame. There was not a single thought you could hold onto. They all buzzed in your head like wasps. What happened? Panic slowly invaded your veins. What were you supposed to do?
The room looked like a bedroom. It was very clean and painted in relatively neutral colors. You spotted blue with cappuccino and white tones. On the wall hung a big plate that looked like a frisbee with different colors. There were rings on it and a star in the middle. It looked heavy too. Who would hang something like that in their bedroom? Suddenly, a door opened and a tall, blonde man stepped in with a smile. „Hey. You’re up. How do you feel?“ You mustered him for a few seconds. Who was he? You were sure you’d never seen this man in your life before. Did he kidnap you? His smile faded and creases of worry appeared on his forehead. „Are you okay? I still don’t know your name…?“ Your name. Your name. Oh. You would’ve liked to tell him that because he did seem nice. He cared. If you could just remember. Tears started to fall on your cheeks. There was a dull pain in your chest as if someone had ripped you out of your heart. It was gone. It was all gone. „Buck? I think we’ve got a problem.“
After a few hours of crying and these two men comforting you the best they could, you still felt terrible, but at least you could slip into a restful sleep, leaving behind all the pain and the confusion. One of the men, the brunette, the blonde had called him Buck, had given you his hoodie, because crying makes you feel cold, after a while. After that, he just held onto you, crawling into bed, right next to you to hold your shivering body and play with your hair. „Where am I?“, you’d whispered at one point. The blonde, Steve, had huffed. „In our apartment, in the Tower. We’re still in New York.“ „Oh. Is that - good? Like, do I belong here?“ He exchanged a look with his friend. „We hoped you could tell us that. We just met you on a bus. But you didn’t tell us about yourself. We don’t even know your name.“ „Oh“, you said again. Oh, because what else was there to say? New York was big, but was it home? As long as you didn’t know that, you couldn’t do anything. „What happened? Why can’t I remember?“ Buck’s low voice next to you was soothing. „We had a - let’s say, unqualified driver. You fell and your head crashed against my arm, full force. You were unconscious for a couple’a hours.“ „Your arm?“ He nodded, propping his elbow up. „It’s a… a little different.“ He took his shirt off and you weren’t sure what he thought he was doing. But almost half of his chest was silvery and there were scars, many, too many scars. But his arm was different, yes, that was a good way to describe it. It was artificial. Plates shifted around every time he moved it. Your eyes were wide. For a moment, you asked yourself if maybe, you were still asleep and just dreaming. But no, Buck put your hand on it and smiled when the metal captured your attention so much. „It’s kinda special“, you whispered, cautious of any judgment in his eyes, but there was none. He nodded, smiling. But there was more, in his eyes, emotions buried but never forgotten. So you just rested your head on the pillows again. It didn’t take long to fall asleep.
The next time you woke up, everything was dark. Only in the distance, far behind the windows, were hundreds of lights, the New York that was awake at night. You shot up. You had forgotten everything, but there was something like an itch in your mind, telling you to get the hell out of here. Instincts. You shifted, noticing the silvery gleam in the bed, next to you. Okay, go slow. Don’t wake him. You still wore the hoodie Buck had given to you earlier and your sports bag was placed next to the bed. You grabbed it, your naked feet brushing the soft carpet with every step. In it, you found your long sweatpants and you pulled them on in a rush. If Buck or Steve woke up, they wouldn’t let you go. It was night and you just had to leave, you couldn’t stand it any minute longer in here. The door let you to the living room, where you spotted a big body on a couch, with it’s back to you. Good. There was a glass of water on the counter that you chugged down. Two of the apples and a banana from the fruit basket landed in your bag as well. Then, you quietly pulled your shoes on and opened the door to leave. Outside was a hallway, a fancy one. And it looked way too long, stretching far to both sides. Looking straight ahead, you could see a long shaft in which elevators moved, accessing many different levels. Suddenly, one came up. And there was someone inside, a man with a …bow? His head was in your direction and you stepped back into Steve’s apartment real quick. Your heart pounded fast now, had he seen you? Okay, then find a different way out, you told yourself. Steve was tossing around on the couch and you knew you’d have to be fast. If that other guy in the elevator was coming, he’d definitely wake Steve and he would ruin all your plans. So you ran to the windows, checking them for open ones. You could see you were pretty far up, but your hands were just moving on their own. There was no rush of adrenaline when you stepped out, into the fresh air, securing your feet in the joints of the facade of the building. Against your expectations, your head was clear and your eyes sharp, noticing every little gap in the wall, the next place to step your feet into.
You’d actually gone just a little way down yet when you could hear yells and a loud boom followed. Okay, hurry up. You were surprised to feel the muscles moving under your skin like that was what they’d always done, what they were always supposed to do, without tiring. Maybe you were an athlete or something. The people upstairs seemed to have noticed the window had been left slightly ajar and stuck their heads out. The light turned on, too. You automatically leaned closer to the building’s relatively smooth surface, hoping they would stay where they were, or even better, not see you and just leave again. But Buck had sharp eyes, apparently, because he called out to you, his voice carried away with the wind, only delivering a desperate „Doll!“ to your ears. But you couldn’t turn around, not now, not ever, your mind told you to run and not stop. So you moved downwards, becoming quicker after a while. Only Buck’s head was left upstairs and in relatively fast and regular intervals, level after level was lit up and windows were opened. But you were ahead of them, always finding new places to step your feet into. Slowly, your arms felt the strain of your weight and your bag, but you knew you’d make it. Why and how - you had no idea, but your body just knew. Suddenly, a voice appeared right next to you, almost making you lose your grip. Your head whipped around, the wind pushing all your hair into your face. Nobody was there. It spoke up again. „I’m sorry to interrupt your midnightly activities, Miss, but you are required to step back inside the building.“ Either you were going completely insane or you weren’t even awake. You decided the ignore the voice that came from no direction in particular. Steve stuck his head out the window one story above you and you cursed silently. This had been a distraction, he was hot on your tail. So, the next thing you did was gripping harder into the stone and using both your feet to shatter the next window with them. He’d think you had slipped inside, but you would go in through the next one. And you did, actually finding a window that was open on the next level. You jumped in, landing on your feet with a smile. You weren’t sure how your body had managed to hang off this incredibly high building without any issue, how you’d known how to climb like that. Now, you just needed to find a way out. Suddenly, the light turned on. A redhead stood opposite from you, blocking the door, the only other exit than the window. She had a gun pointed at you and looked very professional doing so.
„You“, she spat. „Thought we wouldn’t find you. You’ll pay for killing the ambassador.“ What was she talking about? When she moved towards you, kicking fast and pretty hard, your knee shot up, in a controlled, fast movement. Your mouth’s corner twitched upwards. Blood rushed in your ears, clearing your head, focussing your eyes on the sleek woman. Every muscle, every sinew of your body was ready.
Your body knew what to do. You were coming alive.
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Me, Anthony wants that body
It’s deeper, though
There’s a psychological aspect
That I know she was aware of
That I was aware of,
I didn’t want her body for sex
I wanted her body
Because it flew in the face of
Kept her close,
Kept all of this away,
I wanted her body
Because now she was a woman
And my body
Is that of a fully grown man
Ready to tend to her,
So there was always this tension
Between her giving into
All she was raised into restraint,
Which as a Snob
As a Vampire,
I absolutely revel in,
Blue eyes, blonde hair, young…maybe twenty-five at best.
Brown eyes, blonde hair, even younger.
Blue eyes, red lipstick, perfectly manicured nails.
Each face and their features flashed through your
subconscious as you slept, feeling with perfect recollection the snap of a bone
between your hands or the thrust of a blade into soft skin. The stench of blood filled your nostrils and
the sounds of last breaths were deafening.
They were the actions that your mind had protected you from at the time,
but now it wasn’t so kind; every single horror that you had caused was
replaying through your dreams as if you were there again, and it bolted you
awake with a scream and covered in sweat.
Steve was immediately awake with a hand cautiously on your arm, waiting
for you to come back to reality before he moved any further.
My mom always tells me when I'm sad about my body changing and everything getting bigger, rounder, is that your body is maturing and getting ready to house a potential baby. It's nothing to be ashamed about, I don't see it as getting fat, I just see it as when I'm ready to have a baby, my body is ready and I'm a woman. I hope this makes sense, just remember you're your biggest critic. Xxx
My mom has actually told me that too, and I know it’s totally true. Its just tough to remember sometimes. But you’re right! 💜