please come and visit me soon

So we are playing a game where we are the equivalent of vigilantes, crime fighters, whatever you wanna call us. We have a gunner, a brawler, and a swordwielder. We don’t have super powers or anything, though, so we get caught by some thugs and were basically kidnapped to be interrogated. On the way to wherever the hell we were being taken, two of the PCs woke up prematurely. They were all bound up ofc but not properly gagged.

Gunner: “Hey, I can feel my phone, I must still have it.”
Swordwielder: “What? No I saw them destroy your phone.”
Gunner: “I have a spare, in my shirt. Can you grab it, it’s just wedged into my bra and your hands are just bound behind your back.”
SW: “In your bra…? That’s… uh…”
G: “Cop a feel while you’re at it too I don’t care just get the phone.”

There may have been some minor feeling up involved but they got the phone out. As the sword wielder was trying to decide who to call (cops would be a bad plan), the gunner sighed.

G: “Just hit one for speed dial.”
SW: “Who are we calling?”
G: “Does it really matter right now? Hurry up, I think they’re coming back.”

Shortly after, that phone is found and destroyed and they’re interrogating us, including asking who we called. Only the gunner knows and she’s not spilling. Then, there’s a knock at the door.

Everyone: ???
Gunner: “COME IN!”
Everyone: ?!?!

Cue everyone being startled as the door is kicked down and lots of cliche Mafia guys file in and kill all the interrogators and start untying the PCs while everyone stares at the gunner, waiting for an explanation.

SW: “Who did you call? Is this… are these guys the mafia?!”
G: “Oh, I called-”
Mafia Lady: “There you are, sweetheart! Gosh I was SO worried when you called me with your burner phone. You hardly call me at all, so I was sure this could only mean trouble.”
G: “Oh, hi mom.”
Everyone else: “…mom?!”
Brawler: “Your mother is in the mafia?”
G: “Well, sorta. She’s in charge in this region.”
Mom: “Oh, are these your crime fighting friends? You all are making such a nuisance of yourself for me sometimes, I’m so proud of your work, honey! But can you please come visit home soon without the intention of killing anyone there?”
G: “Fine, fine, how about next Sunday?”
Mom: “Perfect! Now I gotta go, and you all should too, before the cops show up. Take care of yourself, sweetheart!”
G: “You too, mom.”
B: “What did I just witness.”
SW: “What- but you FIGHT CRIME how can your family BE crime??? And your mother still be so helpful? We’ve fought the mob before! We literally work against her at times!”
G: “Hey fuck you, my mom respects my career choices even if they go against what she intended or expected, she just wants me to be happy! Just because she’s head of a criminal organization doesn’t mean she’s not a good, loving mother!”
SW: “I, uh, sorry…”
G: “You fuckin SHOULD BE. Hmph.”
B: “We just met the head of one of the most powerful and deadly crime organizations in the area and she didn’t murder us… what the fuck. Why didn’t you tell us?!”
G: “I mean it wasn’t really important til now.”
SW: “The hell it wasn’t! Get over here, I’m gonna strangle you!”
B: “Can I throttle her next?”
G: “Oh shit. Moooooooom!”

anonymous asked:

Phichit is TOTALLY that kind of friend who'll tell Yuuri during a phone call "I'm expecting my nephews soon, pls don't make me wait" while Yuuri goes "ohmygod Phichit, Victor just became my coach YESTERDAY, we're not getting married with kids or something". But three years later Victor & Yuuri does get settled down with adopted kids, so Phichit comes to visit his 'nephews' he goes "I WAITED THREE YEARS FOR YOU" while crying fake tears and Yuuri goes "ohmygod Phichit PLEASE," hahaha


after bitty comes out to suzanne and they have a little bit of a….falling out over the Jam Discourse, jack finds himself receiving care packages of suzanne’s jam for his sandwiches, with a note that reads:

heard through the grapevine you’ve been sharing dicky’s jam with your teammates! how sweet! however, i thought they might want to taste some REAL homemade jam. let me know if those boys want any more :) or if they’re content with my sister’s mediocre smucker’s knock-off. 

XOXO suzanne p.s. come visit us again soon sweetheart! 

of all the challenges he thought he’d face while dating another man, jack never expected be dragged into the middle of morgan county’s nastiest blood feud

RFA+V+Saeran: Smut #1 (Part 1)

Requested by an anon: ″Hello! My request is RFA+V+Saeran react to seeing Mc naked in the shower. Like smut and fluff please!!! Thanks <3″
Because this is multi characters so i’ll make it short for each of them. Hope you’re ok with this anon~

Side note: Because I don’t do headcanons, so I do mini fics but it’ll be too long. So for this #1, I break it into two parts. Starting from next request which will be up after #1 Part 2, I will choose 4 characters that I feel I may do a better job.
Also, I didn’t do shower for all character. I change the setting a bit.

Warning: SMUT!

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I’ve been playing LOLOL all night and realize just how late it has gotten. I tell the guild’s members that I’ll stop temporarily to go take a nice shower then be back soon. With that, I stand up and make my way towards the bathroom. Perhaps my mind is too occupied by the game that I don’t notice the noises from inside at all. I open the door and the moment I do, I hear high pitch scream.

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Void Stiles x Evolved wolf!Reader

Warnings: Slight mention of the death of a nurse.
Word count: 539

The light started to flicker once he entered the lobby of the hospital, standing in the doorway with a condescending smirk as he searched for anyone’s eye contact. He soon found the nurse standing in the reception, browsing among the journals.

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“John. I don’t know if you can hear me, but I want you to know that … that I miss you. My life … it’s empty without you. This reminds me of the time when I was away. But … back then I didn’t have to see you like … like this. Please come back, John. Please.”

“Hello, John. It’s officially summer now. Congrats. You’re in coma for exactly one month now … Mrs. Hudson is here too. But don’t worry. It’s nothing too bad. She fell down a few stairs and has a bruised hip. But she will be okay. She said, as soon as she is up again, she will visit you. She’s tough. You’re tough too, John. Come back now, please …”

“John. I cried a lot today. I’m … I’m not afraid to admit it. You see? I’m talking about my emotions. That’s good, isn’t it? I should have talked about them much sooner. With you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I’m so difficult …”

“I miss you, John. Please come back. I’ll make you tea. I promise.”

“Hello John. I went shopping today! Alone. For the first time since … a long time. It was annoying. And … I panicked a bit when someone accidentally touched me from behind. But I did it. I’m good, you see? Can you come back now? Please?”

“I bought you a new jumper. You’ll like it. Do you want to see it? Then open your eyes now!”

“John! Stop this now. You’re boring, you know? You’re still playing dead? Come back! …
Fuck …”

“John. I love you. I’ve loved you since the day we’ve met. I’ll always love you. It hurts. It hurts all the time. But that won’t make me stop loving you.
Is that crazy? Am I crazy? … I don’t care. I love you. Please come back.”


“Sher … Sherlock?”

anonymous asked:

DAI companions reacting to the Inquisitor being badly injured? Romance companions as well please?

Cassandra: She’s scared and worried, of course, but she knows what to do. She gets them out of harm’s way, pours some healing poultice over their wounds, and warns them before she does that it will sting (it does, and she apologizes as she applies it), and gets them to a healer. She lets the healer do their job, but as soon as they’re out of the tent, she asks about their condition. Later, she visits them and warns them to be more careful in the future. If Romanced: It proceeds largely the same, except only if the healer allows it, she stays with him while the healer works, clutching his hand as he moans or even screams in pain, depending on what the healer does– be it potions or poultices or stitches or surgery. “I know it hurts. Stay strong and stay still. I’m here with you, and you’re going to be okay. Hold on for me. Please…”

Blackwall: He hauls the Inquisitor out of danger and hurries to camp in search of a healer. He’s panicking and running as fast as he can go, heart palpitating with fear as blood trickles down from them onto his armor (he doesn’t mind). He passes them to a healer and stays nearby, wincing when he hears their cries from where they’re being treated. If Romanced: He stays by her bedside as the healer works, holding her hand and squeezing it, wincing if she screams in pain. “I’m so sorry I didn’t do a better job of protecting you,” he apologizes, “I won’t leave you now. I’m not going anywhere. Breathe.”

Iron Bull: He picks them up and books it to the nearest healer, and stuffs one of Stitches’ poultices down their throat for good measure (in spite of their disgusted cries). It doesn’t bother him in the least how much they squirm or scream or kick or cry; his only thoughts are getting them to a healer and somewhere safe to recover. He stands guard nearby as the healer works, and offers them strong booze later to take some of the pain away. If Romanced: He acts the same, but on the inside, he’s fucking terrified. He stays with them through it all, squeezing their hand and talking them through it. “I know, Kadan, I know it hurts. I’m here. You’re going to be okay. It’s going to hurt like a motherfucker, but you’ll be okay…”

Sera: She curses, loudly, and hurries to the Herald’s side, trying her best to get them up (if conscious) or rouse them (if unconscious). She’ll shoot anyone that isn’t a party member that gets too close. “Stop dying, you!” she orders, shakily and angry. She manages to get them to a healer, and she promises them booze as soon as they’re all cleaned up by the healer. If Romanced: She stays with her as the healer works, griping her hand as she groans or even screams. “I’m here, love, it’s going to hurt but it’s going to be okay. You have to be okay.”

Varric: He curses and drags them out of harm’s way if they can’t walk, and applies healing poultices until someone else can pick them up and carry them back to camp. If they’re conscious (and either moaning or screaming in pain) he tries to soothe them as best he can. “Come on, Boss,” he hums nervously, “it’s not time for the hero to die. Not yet.”

Cole: He’s at their side in a flash, tending to their injured areas as best he can, knowing exactly where it hurts and how much, with or without their shouting. If he can do so without hurting them more, he actually uses a potion to knock them out, because they won’t feel as much pain. “You can’t die. People need you. So many will hurt if you die…”

Dorian: Lets out a steady steam of Tevene curses as he rushes to their side and begins casting as many healing spells as he knows and snapping at anyone who gets in the way if they aren’t a healer. He gets someone to then carry them back to camp where a healer is, and stays nearby, willing to help however he can. If Romanced: The same as above, but like the others, he sits in with them while the healer works, murmuring reassurances and silently pleading that they make it.

Solas: He handles it practically, casting healing spells to stabilize them, then getting them to camp. He checks on them periodically, sometimes to cast more healing spells, others to simply to ensure they’re alright. If Romanced: He’s much more panicked as he tries to tend to her; he can’t bear the thought of her dying, not now, not ever. He barely leaves her side until she heals, sleeping or awake, the former of which is the only time she doesn’t feel as much pain, so he tries to keep her relaxed while in the Fade– less stress, less pain.

Vivienne: Like Solas, she handles it in the most efficient and practical manner, stabilizing them, taking note of where the injuries are and how severe they are, and relaying them to whatever doctor takes over their care. She always seems to come by when the pain flares up the most, with a potion that handles the worst of symptoms. “Please,” she urges, “feel better soon, Darling. Let me know if I can help you any further.”

Josephine: She finds out after they get injured. When they come back to Skyhold to recover, she makes sure their room is clean and comfortable, that they have good food and clean baths, and the best of the healers on hand to help them. She visits them in their quarters with cookies and a card that reads Get Well Soon, and checks on them at least once a day. If Romanced: She panics and darts to their side as soon as they arrive in Skyhold. Every moment that does not require her work or attention, she’s with them, doing her best to keep their spirits up, and to reassure herself that they’ll be okay.

Leliana: She finds out quickly by her messengers, and comes to visit the Herald once they get to Skyhold. She does not flinch as they cry out if the doctor’s treatments hurt or as their pain rises; she just reassures them that they’ll make it. She has someone stationed nearby the whole time just to make sure no one tries to attack the Herald while they’re already down.

Cullen: He winces when he hears it, and if the injuries were the result of an attack, he ups the amount of soldiers following the Inquisitor, much to their chagrin. He visits now and again to wish them a swift recovery. If Romanced: His heart sinks when he finds out, and spends the time waiting for her to come back to Skyhold a nervous wreck, pacing and working incessantly. Once she’s actually there, he waits for her at the gates, sees her to her room, and spends any moment he’s not working with her.

anonymous asked:

THE RFA BREAK UP POST AH MY HEART!!! Okay. So. What about the MC moving on and finding someone else? And RFA+V+Saeran realize that they still had feelings for her, but it's been a long time(like maybe a year or two) and MC's finally moved on and they just... Don't have a chance? Why am I like this. Why do I want this. I'm awful. (PS I didn't cry when I read the breakup one, no sir, I did not.)

hey i just read your breaking up headcanon and can i ask for rfa+v+saeran regreting their decision but idk maybe its too late or not its up to you

hi can i ask for a sequel of your break up hc like they regretting their choice and trying to get you back

aah these were similar so I figured I could do them all together! hope you like it. A sort of sequel to this


  • It took 14 months for Yoosung to regret everything
  • 14 whole months
  • Once he realises that he does in fact still love you with every ounce of his being, he starts getting weird
  • Like Yandere Mode™ is activated 
  • It starts off with the usual social media stalking, and he even has Seven helping him find out things about your life via what you post online
  • But soon enough he’s becoming obsessive, and Seven stops helping so not to let it get worse
  • But it does
  • Not being able to investigate everything he can about you online makes him jealous of anyone you’re in contact with
  • Talking to the guys in the messenger? Not on his watch
  • He becomes insufferable, constantly inserting himself into your conversations, commenting on everything you post online
  • You’re almost certain you’ve seen him in the corner of your eye whilst out and about a few times
  • But that’s just you being paranoid, right?
  • Either way it eventually reaches a point where he’s on your doorstep, begging you to take him back
  • He’s crying and rambling, and he’s quite possibly has something to drink
  • But you don’t love him anymore
  • In fact you’re unsure if you could ever love him again 
  • So you tell him this, and it sure as hell is not what he wants to here
  • You’re stuck with a blubbering mess at your door, and have to call Seven to come and retrieve him
  • After this things change drastically
  • He knows he doesn’t have a chance with you, you made that extremely clear
  • He stops stalking your online presence, instead turning to the one comfort he has - his games
  • All he ever does is sit at his computer, playing his games, isolating himself from the outside world
  • Because he doesn’t want to be a part of the outside world if he doesn’t have you.


  • It really didn’t take long for Zen to regret his decision
  • Like it was probably about 5 months, if that
  • Even the first night when he went to bed alone he had the seeds of doubt growing within him
  • Unfortunately for him, those 5 months were all it took for you to move on
  • You knew it was all for the best, things just didn’t work out
  • But he didn’t think like that, and he wanted you back
  • He tried to be romantic, turning up at your door with flowers, dedicating his performances to you, leaving you voicemails of him singing love songs
  • But you ignored everything
  • You felt guilty ignoring his efforts so much, but it was the only way you would get him to move on like you had
  • How would he let it go if you let him think he was getting somewhere with you?
  • His attempts start getting more desperate, with more and more drunk voicemails being left throughout the nights
  • One of these nights you hear a thump by your front door, opening it cautiously only to find a passed out Zen on the floor
  • You debate just bringing him in until morning, but that would probably give him false hope, so you grab your phone and call Seven to come and help you
  • The two of you manage to get Zen into the car, and you go with Seven to take him home
  • Once there you take Zen inside, helping him to his bed
  • After fetching a glass of water for him, you see he has start to wake up a little
  • Still drunk and groggy from passing out, he thinks he’s dreaming
  • Crying a little, he reaches his hand out to hold yours
  • I love you so much, please just come back to me
  • But his begging still does nothing for you, so you tell him that things will never go back to how they were, and you quietly turn around and leave to go home
  • The next day is surprisingly peaceful, no calls, no visits, no voicemails
  • This continues for weeks, and althought you don’t hear from him you think he’s moving on
  • But you soon find out that isn’t the case
  • Jumin informs you that Zen is drinking much heavier and earlier than he had been previously, and the reason he hasn’t been contacting you is because he’s usually too drunk to even move, that is of course if he hasn’t passed out
  • You lose count of times you wake up to find him passed out on your doorstep, because no matter what happens or how much time passes, he always finds his way back to you, even when you don’t want him to
  • You are after all the love of his life, and he doesn’t know any different than to go to you.


  • She thought she was doing the right thing
  • She thought she had made the right decision
  • But one night whilst watching Zen’s latest romance film for the 100th time she realises it would have been your 5 year anniversary
  • Had you not broken up two years ago that is
  • She’s been so damn busy with work, she’s barely had time to think about how she feels
  • But here she is, suddenly swimming in memories of the two of you 
  • It doesn’t take long for her to realise she’s full of regret
  • How could she let you go?????
  • It’s late now, so she decides to just sleep on it
  • Waking up she’s hopeful it was just a night of reminiscing 
  • It wasn’t
  • If anything, she feels even stronger
  • She suddenly can’t stop thinking about running her hands through your hair, the glimmer in your eyes, the way your hand fits perfectly into hers
  • Every little detail she overlooked before were now screaming to be seen
  • It also just so happened this was the day of the RFA meeting, and she was going to have to see you
  • She got lost in your eyes as you spoke to the group about the guests for this particular party
  • She doesn’t even know what was said
  • After the meeting she casually makes comment to Jumin about how happy you looked
  • That’s when he says the one thing she never wanted to hear
  • Well it’s probably because of the new girl they’re seeing
  • Her heart literally shatters as he says the words
  • Jaehee doesn’t really know how to handle this??
  • Why at the same time she realised what a monumental mistake she made by ending things with you, did she have to find out there was someone else making you happy
  • Her way of dealing with it is pretending everything is normal
  • Not you or anyone else ever notices, she hides it so well
  • If you had known, maybe you would realised you felt the same
  • But you never find out, so you never reflect on how you feel about her
  • She supports you in your relationship, and seems to get on really well with your girlfriend
  • But when no one is looking, her eyes well up, and the occasional one escapes
  • She cries herself to sleep more often than she’d ever be willing to admit
  • Seeing you and your new girlfriend happy together breaks her heart over and over again
  • She would kill to be the one making you smile like that, just like she used to.


  • He’s always prided himself on his ability to ‘kill his feelings’
  • And when he ended your relationship, he did this easily
  • It didn’t take long for him to revert to his old ways, being stiff and generally unwelcoming 
  • He was civil to talk to, but he was so different to the person who had you inside his head for three years
  • The breakup felt like it had almost killed you
  • It took you a very long time to get over it, because you never had any closure
  • But then you met someone, someone who let you in from the start, who treated you like you were the single greatest thing on earth
  • You still had a lot of hurt in you from Jumin, but this new person was like a breath of fresh air
  • As things get more serious, you start bringing them around the group more
  • Up until the first time Jumin meets them, he had no idea you were even considering dating other people, let alone be in a serious relationship with someone
  • He’s polite, but doesn’t make much of an effort with them
  • He ??? doesn’t ??? know ??? what ??? this ??? feeling ??? is ???
  • It feels like his heart is actually aching, but that’s just illogical, surely?
  • That night he sits with Elizabeth, drinking his wine and trying to figure out what is going on with him
  • The best thing he can think to do is call up the person who knows him better than himself, and he does so, explaining these strange feelings to his best friend
  • V chuckles softly, a hint of sorrow in his voice as he tells Jumin what it is
  • Jealousy
  • He hangs up, shifting Elizabeth and walks over to his penthouse windows, looking out at the night sky
  • V is right, and Jumin knows it, but there’s nothing he can do
  • He is the one who ended things after all
  • He can’t swoop in now and hope to have you back
  • His solution is to obviously stomp out the feelings, but it doesn’t work
  • He cant get you out of his head, you even haunt his dreams now
  • So instead he distances himself from the RFA more and more, only speaking with V on a regular basis
  • RFA parties can’t be avoided, so when the winter party finally arrives, he doesn’t have a choice but to go
  • Seeing you hurts him, but no one could have prepared him for what happened
  • Your significant other proposed, in front of everyone, right in the middle of the room
  • You were so happy and excited you didn’t see Jumin’s tall figure quietly leaving the building
  • But V did, and for a brief second, he almost thought he saw a glistening tear making it’s way down Jumin’s face.


  • About 6 months after that party, you started to feel better
  • To say you were completely over him would be a stretch, but it didn’t feel like the world was crashing around you whenever you saw him
  • As you started accepting the relationship was over and letting go of it, Seven slowly started joining back in with the RFA more
  • It doesn’t take long for the two of you to become relatively close again
  • But it’s different 
  • You still love him, but it just feels platonic now
  • It didn’t seem possible that you would ever get to a place where you could be happy in his presence again, yet here you are
  • The pair of you spend a lot of time together, but you still manage to start dating again
  • A lot of people are uncomfortable with how close you are to your ex, except one
  • They’re so perfect ???
  • You can’t believe it ???
  • If you thought you were happy when you were with Seven, you were wrong, this was genuinely the happiest you had ever been
  • Little did you know that during those months where you were rebuilding your friendship with Seven, it was bringing back more than just platonic love for him
  • Without even realsing he found himself madly in love with you again all of a sudden
  • He just wanted to have you at his side all the time
  • And whilst you did spend a lot of time together, it wasn’t how he wanted it
  • He stalked your new significant other online within an inch of their life
  • Everything they ever posted or was posted about them he found
  • But there was nothing in there to use to get rid of them
  • They were a good person
  • But even so, everday before he went to sleep, he would check again
  • One day he would find something, to keep this person away from you
  • He had to find something
  • Slowly as your relationship progressed, Seven started holding himself back, once again isolating himself from everyone but V
  • He didn’t know how he was supposed to live a life where someone else made you smile the way he used to.


  • A little part of him always harboured some feelings for you still
  • He knew he would never completely move on, but he didn’t expect this
  • It had been a little over a year since he broke off your relationship
  • You were less bitter, so he saw this as a sign of you having moved on
  • But something about that just didn’t sit well with him
  • Had you really let it go?? Did you really no longer have those feelings for him??
  • For a long time it seemed like you would never move on
  • So now that you had, he hated it
  • It didn’t take long for him to realise
  • He was still in love with you
  • The second it was clear to him, he wanted to drop everything and run to you, just to plead for a second chance and tell you how much he loved you, how he had been so stupid to give up such a perfect person like yourself
  • But he didn’t
  • You finally looked happy
  • And if that didn’t make his heart feel light and airy, he didn’t know what would
  • He knew how much he had hurt you, and he didn’t believe he deserved a second chance no matter how much he wanted it
  • So he chose to keep his feelings to himself, never telling a living soul about how much he craved curling up with you every night 
  • How he craved to feel your hot breath on his lips again
  • How he craved to see you smile because of him again
  • He spends his time pretending he doesn’t love you
  • Just seeing you happy and healthy is enough for him
  • Even if not having you by his side physically hurts him
  • Whenever he hears you laugh he has to actively stop himself from daydreaming about a life where you were his once more
  • Unlike the others, it’s not because you’ve moved on that he never gets you back
  • He just thinks it’s for the best
  • But if he had told you how he felt, he would have found out you were still in love with him too
  • Instead you both continue to hurt, both wishing the other would reach out
  • But neither of you ever do, and neither of you ever get over the other.


  • He was wrong
  • He was so fucking wrong
  • He doesn’t even know why he said it
  • Of course he loved you, of course he still loved you
  • But he had said it, and he had shattered your heart into so many pieces he could never fix it
  • So he never tried
  • It took a long time for you to get over it, at least 3 years to be specific 
  • But you got there eventually
  • Looking at him didn’t hurt
  • Being in his presence didn’t make you nauseous 
  • Hearing his voice didn’t make you want to scream
  • What you didn’t know is that it was the other way around now
  • Looking at you hurt 
  • Being in your presence made him nauseous 
  • Hearing your voice made him want to scream
  • He knew he had left it far too long now, and you were finally happy
  • There hadn’t been much if any relationship between you since the breakup, so when he started isolating himself you didn’t even notice
  • It was Seven who reached out to you, telling you something was wrong with his twin but he didn’t know what and he didn’t know how to help
  • So being the person you are, you went over there to try and speak to him
  • It was awkward at first, you had barely spoken in 3 whole years
  • But you wanted to help him so you pushed and pushed
  • Eventually he snapped and and blurts out that he can’t handle his feelings for you anymore
  • You’re taken aback by his confession, which is followed up by a question you dreaded answering
  • With what almost seemed like tears in his eyes, he quietly begged for you to just tell him you still loved him too
  • The only thing he wanted to hear, you couldn’t say
  • He asked you to leave after you told him you didn’t, and you did so without putting up a fight
  • The last thing you wanted to do was make the situation worse
  • For the first time in a long time, Saeran cried himself to sleep
  • He distanced himself from the group slowly, only speaking via Seven
  • But he always kept an eye on you, because even if you didn’t love him, he wanted to keep you safe and happy
  • You were the first person he truly loved, and you would also be the last.

Room 316 (M)

word count: 5.1k

genre: smut + a little fluff; CEO!seungcheol

pairing: reader/seungcheol

summary: your boss, CEO choi seungcheol, has been injured in a car accident and you go to visit him; strictly out of worry as a friend and employee, definitely not because you harbor a sort-of crush on the man. but as the anesthetics leave seungcheol a little loose, he ends up saying more than you were meant to hear and it reveals a lot about what you mean to him.


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A Place to Call Home

A/N: So I had this idea and then I had a dream of this idea so I decided to go with it. I thought about make it a series but I’m not sure yet. We’ll see how it goes. I had no idea it would come out as long as it did, the words just kept come. Anyways, let me know what you think! BE HONEST. And if you want this to maybe be a series let me know that as well! :) Also I suck a titles I’m sorry.

Warnings: Drinking. Language. Smut. Unprotected Sex.

Word Count: 8,956 (SORRY)

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

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miafuckingsucks  asked:

1, 14, 15 for the Drabble thing <3

1.The skirt is supposed to be this short.

JJ and Garcia had been the first to notice the new addition to your wardrobe when you entered the conference room that morning.

“Since when did you start wearing skirts to work?” JJ teased, taking the opportunity since it was just the three of you in the room at the moment.

“And ones that could be considered so scandalous?” Garcia joined in as she prepped the files for the rest of the team members.

“This skirt would only be considered scandalous back in ‘The Scarlet Letter’ times,” you laughed incredulously at your friend’s comments, “And besides, I thought it was cute and would mix up what I usually wear to work.”

“It is very cute,” Garcia confirmed, coming to where you stood and handing you a case file, “And very short.”

Throwing your head back and groaning, you chuckled softly, “The skirt it supposed to be this short!”

Tilting your head back down, you noticed that Spencer had come to enter the conference room, and when his eyes settled on the hot topic of your previous conversation, he swallowed harshly.

JJ and Garcia also noticed this and shared a knowing look between each other as Spencer took his usual seat right next to your usual seat.

“See something you like, Spencer?” Garcia whispered to the blushing man as she handed him a file while you took a seat next to him.

Rolling your eyes, you whispered a silent thank you to the universe when Hotch walked in and immediately began briefing the team.

At one point, Hotch turned his attention to Rossi and you felt Spencer’s hand come to rest on your knee.

“I do like your skirt,” his voice just loud enough for only you to hear.

“Thank you,” your own voice no louder.

“Do you think anyone would notice if we were a little late boarding the plane?” Spencer asked, trailing his hand ever so slightly up your thigh.

“Not at all.”

You prayed that no one noticed the smile you had to bite back or the hickey that would soon come to appear on your neck.

14. Take. It. Off.

“Please tell me that was the last box,” you huffed, taking a seat on the floor next to one of the many cardboard moving boxes placed sporadically around Spencer’s living room.

Nostalgia had struck Spencer after returning from a visit to Las Vegas to see his mother last week, prompting him to bring up the boxes of memories he kept stored in the basement of his apartment.

“There’s only one more,” Spencer assured, sliding a box labeled ‘photo albums’ out of the pathway you had created towards the door, “I’ll go get it and then we can start going through them.”

Humming in agreement, you scanned the boxes that were settled around you, wondering which one Spencer would want to open first when he returned.

Just to your right, the simple Sharpie label of ‘CHESS’ caught your attention the most. Imagining that it was most likely full of vintage chess boards that Spencer had collected over the years, you figured that was a good box to start with.

Standing up from your previous position and tearing back the tape that sealed it shut, you were pleasantly surprised to see a golden baseball hat residing at the top. Picking it up, a smile grew across your lips upon reading the black lettering of “Las Vegas Chess Champion 1989”. The thought of a little eight-year-old Spencer wearing the hat atop a mess of his untamed curls made you giggle before adorning the hat yourself.

As you began to carefully remove the chess boards that the hat had been on top of, you heard Spencer re-enter the apartment and close the door behind him.

“Babe, did you see a box mark—” Spencer stopped in the middle of his question upon seeing the familiar tone of yellow, “Where did you find that?”

“In this box with your chess boards,” your smile drooped, having expected him to be far more excited when seeing the relic.

“I thought I got rid of that,” Spencer swiftly set the box in his hands down and made a move towards you, “Please, take it off.”

“Why would you want to get rid of it?” you dodged his attempt to remove the hat from your head.

“Y/N, please,” Spencer ignored your question, the tone of his voice growing desperate, “Take. It. Off.

Before you had the chance to respond, Spencer was quick to close the space between you and wrap one arm around you while his free successfully snatched the hat from your head.

Squealing with laughter, you attempted to reach your arm just as high as Spencer’s to retrieve the hat back but settled back onto your feet when you realized your efforts were pointless.

“Alright, fine,” you feigned defeat, placing your forehead against his chest “But, Spence, why did you want to get rid of it in the first place?”

Lowering his extended arm to drop the hat on the sofa besides him, Spencer sighed, “The day after I won the chess tournament, I wore that hat to school, thinking that I was so cool,” his voice drifted off, “And well, we both know how uncool the rest of the high school already thought I was…”  

Your heart dropped at Spencer’s explanation for the embarrassment he had in regards to the baseball hat. Even if he had grown past the bullying he had experienced in school, it was obvious that some pain continued to linger.

Glancing down at the hat that was now by your leg, you smiled sadly before picking it up and placing it on Spencer’s head, right where it belonged.

“Well, if it’s any consolation, I bet you looked just as cool then as you do right now.”

And for the first time ever while wearing that hat, Spencer felt proud.

15. Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.

There were a million other places you would have rather been then an overcrowded bar right now. Most nights, you would be partaking in shots with Prentiss or singing a horrible rendition of some Journey song with Garcia and Morgan; but between the silent treatment that Spencer was giving you and the creepy stare you were receiving from a man at the bar, you had had enough of the night.

Pushing your way through the hoard of people on the dance floor, you made your way over to the spot of the bar where Morgan and JJ were stood, both of them ceasing their conversation at your arrival.

“Spencer still refusing to talk to you?” JJ asked sympathetically, being able to see the dejection that still resided on your face from the previous argument that the two of you had.

“Not a single word,” you shook your head, glancing back to see that Spencer was still sitting at the booth you had all chosen when you arrived, his eyes trained on the drink in front of him.

“So I’m just gonna head out,” you motioned towards the exit of the bar, receiving understanding nods from both of the agents.

“You go home and relax,” Morgan stepped forward to give you a hug, “I’m going to try and talk some sense into that boyfriend of yours.”

Lightly laughing for the first time in hours, you bid them both a good night before making your way back through the crowd of people and out of the bars overwhelming atmosphere.

Taking a deep breath of the fresh night air and reaching for your car keys in your purse, the sound of the door slamming caught your attention.

“Hey, there,” the voice was unrecognizable, but when you turned around, you were met with the man who had been staring at you since you entered the bar.

“Hi?” your response came out more as a question than a statement.

“I couldn’t help but notice that you left without the guy you came with,” his breath reeked with vodka as he came to stand closer to you, “And I thought maybe you’d be into leaving with me instead.”

Taking a step back, you scoffed at the complete stranger, “I’m not, at all.”

Sudden anger flashed across the man’s glazed eyes, “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.

Even if you were a trained FBI agent, the man’s threat made your heart race and your palms go clammy.  

“Take one more step near her and I will not hesitate to shoot you,” Spencer’s voice rang clear and authoritative through the tense air, taking both you and the man by surprise.

“You don’t even have a gun,” the drunk man snarled, unmoved from his position near you.

Moving the jacket of his suit to reveal that he was in fact still carrying, Spencer spit venom in his words, “Back away from her, now.”

No longer willing to continue harassing you or run the chance of getting shot, the man was quick to practically run past you, in the complete opposite direction of Spencer.

A shaky sigh of relief had barely left your mouth before Spencer had pulled you into his arms, his own body shaking with fear at the idea of what could’ve happened if he had not come to apologize to you.

“Thank you,” you whispered against his chest, “I thought you were mad at me, I didn’t think you would come after me.”

Shaking his head, Spencer tipped his finger under your chin and made you look at him, “I will always come after you, I can’t lose you.”

Pressing a kiss against your forehead, Spencer pulled you into him once more, not yet willing to let you go.

BTS Reaction | being in a long distance relationship and you have to leave after a long stay

Kim Seokjin 

Jin was quite good with coping goodbyes but you weren’t, so his main aim was to make you feel comfortable. He held your hand while you went through the airport and you bought you a pillow at the airport as forget yours in the apartment, so that you could sleep well during the flight. “You really don’t have to.” You said to him. “Please, let me buy that for you.” He gave you the pillow in your favourite colour and you wrapped your arms around it as tears started to roll of. “No, baby don’t cry.” He said with a soft voice and pulled you into a hug. “I’ll visit you really soon, don’t worry. It won’t be a long goodbye.”

Min Yoongi

It would break his heart to see you wave him goodbye at the airport as it did last time so he decided that he won’t come with you this time. “You really don’t wanna come to the airport?” You asked him. Your eyes began to water slightly as you saw his broken expression. “I’m sorry Baby, but I can’t. I can’t see you leave.” He looked quickly away otherwise he would burst into tears as well. Namjoon took your luggage outside the dorm and drove you to the airport. You covered your face with your hand as tears slowly rolled down your cheeks in the car. Namjoon noticed and tried to comfort you. “He will miss you just the same as you do, Y/N. Please don’t be mad at him, for not coming. That’s his way of dealing with the situation.” You just nodded and tried to supress your feelings.

Kim Namjoon

“It’s quite sunny right now in your hometown. Your family will be glad to have you back, even though that means that I won’t have you around for quite a time.” He said while you two waited for your flight in the boarding gate. You rested your head on his shoulder and he gently stroke over the back of your hand, trying his best to give you the feeling that everything will turn out well. “I will try to come back as soon as I can, I promise.” He lifted your head up to kiss you and looked deep into your eyes. “I know, baby girl. I will wait patiently to have you back.”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok was a mess since morning and you tried to enjoy your last day together. In the evening at the airport, he didn’t let go of you for a single second. He held your hand, wrapped his arm around your waist and carried your luggage for you. He tried to smile for you, to make it easier for you but you could feel that his hands trembled slightly. As you had to say goodbye at the check-in he hugged you tightly and whispered in your ear: “Take care lovely. I can’t wait to see you again. Please call me when you landed safety.”

Park Jimin

The whole car ride to the airport was silent, you know that Jimin didn’t want to talk now because he made himself ready to say goodbye to you for a period of time. As you arrived at the right gate you checked in your luggage and turned around to see Jimin watery eyes looking at you. “Don’t cry, if you cry I have to cry too.” You said to him. “I’m sorry, I just can’t hold it back anymore.” He wiped away the tears and you walked over to him to hug him tightly. He buried his face in your shoulder and pulled you even closer. “I don’t want you to leave.” “I don’t wanna leave either. But I will come back as soon as I can. I promise.”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook was surprised as you rolled your suitcase out of the room with watery eyes. “What’s wrong honey?” He asked you. “I just packed my clothes for tonight’s flight back home and I really don’t wanna leave you.” Jungkook jumped of the couch and went over to you to wrap his arms around you. “You’re leaving today? Did time really fly by so fast?” You couldn’t help yourself and had to laugh because of his forgetfulness. “You did forget it?” He looked at you confused. “I really thought we would have another week or so. I wanted to show you some spots in Seoul tomorrow.” “Oh god, Kookie.” You said while laughing and crying at the same time. He wiped your tears with his thumb away and smiled at you. “I’ll just show you next time, ok?” And then he would start crying too.

Kim Taehyung

Tae had his little breakdown a few days ago, when you started to pack your things. He was quite calm, the day you left. Most of all he tried to stay calm for you, as he knows that you get emotional quite easy. He double-checked everything for your flight to distract him and you had to stop him at some point. “Taehyung, it’s alright, I have everything with me. You don’t have to worry, it isn’t my first flight.” You said with a comforting smile. He apologized and kissed your forehead. “I just want to know that you’re safe.”



You Have a Mental Breakdown (4/4)

He Protects You (4/4)

He Has a Nightmare that You Leave Him (4/4)

You Let Him Know When You Need Him (4/4)

You Annoy Him (4/4)

He Gets Jealous when Another Band Member Flirts with You (Cake/4)

Song Preference: This is What it Takes by Shawn Mendes (4/4)

You Overhear Him Saying Something Bad About You (Cake/4)

You Overhear Him Saying Something Bad About You (Mashton/4)

You Think He’s Going to Hit You (4/4)

He Cheats (4/4), Part Two (Luke/4), Part Two (Calum/4)

He Cheats on His Girlfriend with You (4/4)

You Accidentally Give Another Boy a Boner (4/4)

You Feel Insecure (4/4)

You Get Hurt (Mashton/4)

You Get Hurt (Cake/4)

Another Member Protects You (4/4)

You Find Out He Smokes (Malum/4)

You’re on Your Period (4/4)

One Shots:


Luke’s Girlfriend is Mean to You

He Finds Out You Can Sing

“Hey we’re taking on the world”

Your Daughter is a Daddy’s Girl

You Tell Him to Sleep on the Couch

Your Relationship is a Secret

The Boys Bet You to Break Up for a Week

Your Daughter Goes to Prom

He’s an Asshole to You Around His Friends

You Break His Guitar and He Kicks You Out

Concert Proposal

You Walk Out During a Fight

He Gets Physical During a Fight, Part Two

He Saves You From Drowning


Like I’m Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor feat. John Legend

“The taste in your tongue, the smoke in your lungs, and I need your love”

“Thank god you’re still here”

You Have Insomnia

You Have a Stutter

You Surprise Him on Tour

Your Son is Afraid to Come Out

You Have to Study While Visiting Him on Tour

You Meet His Mom for the First Time

Brother!Ashton Finds Out You’re Dating Calum

He’s Had a Stressful Day

You Two Get Drunk Together


You Celebrate Your Birthdays Together

“She’s a good girl, she’s daddy’s favorite”

Your Baby is Born Deaf

Jet Black Heart Part One, Part Two, Part Three (Final)

“You said please keep on holding your hand and the rain it came to soon, I will wait for you to love me again”

The Boys Find Your Sex Tape

You’ve Never Kissed Anyone

You’re Blind and He Runs into You

You Have Same Sex Parents

He Thinks You’re Cheating

He’s a Hockey Player

You Believe in Purity Until Marriage

He Finds You Self-Harming


“She ran away to chase her dreams”

You’re Mute

You Don’t Want to Hold His Hand

He Calls You Clingy Behind Your Back

He Gets Hurt

He Takes You to a Family Event

You Fall Asleep Outside in the Cold

He Gives You the Silent Treatment

He Finds You Looking at Models’ Instagrams

You Act Like a Couple but You’re Not

He Compares You to His Ex, Part Two 

Telling Him You’re Pregnant (Personal Imagine for cierrahemmingslove)

Telling Him You’re Having Twins

The Boys Think He’s Whipped

Bringing Your Baby Home from the Hospital (Personal Imagine for cierrahemmingslove)

He Overworks Himself


Let Me Keep You Safe - MALUM Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen, Part Sixteen, Part Seventeen (Final)

Safe Place - Luke Hemmings/(Y/N) Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen (Final)

Soulmates - Jughead x Reader

Request: Prompts 25 (“So go find someone else. Someone who will love you the way I never have, the way I never will.”) 30 (Please don’t give up on this, on us) 31 (I love you so much it physically hurts to not be around you) 36 (You’re all I ever wanted)

Warnings: Angst, swears, fighting, mentions of parents divorced 

word count: 2569


That’s what everyone thought you and Jughead were.

You had been friends for years, since you were old enough to walk. You got along beautifully and no one had ever seen you fight your entire friendship.

Then at 17 years old Jughead asked you out. He admitted his feelings for you had been more than friends for years, but he never had the courage to tell you, lucky for him, you loved him right back.

You had been dating your best friend for 3 months now, and in the last month, he had been too busy to see you.

Many Pop’s dates were forgotten about, each time you prayed it would be different from the last as you sat, alone in your booth, looking at your phone, the time ticked away and there was never any new messages.

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Sherlock Holmes X Male!Reader - interesting.

Sherlock Holmes [bbc] X Male!Reader
warnings: light language, light sexual themes, mentions of rape/attempt of rape
he/him pronouns used for reader
** reader is around mid-twenties and therefore younger than sherlock

“John, someone’s at the door, go get it.” Sherlock drawled from where he was perched on his desk, fiddling on his phone, “John, did you hear me? I said there was someone-“ 

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Z is for Animals

“Greg, you’ve gotta help me out here,” John pleads. “It’s been nearly a month since Rosie went off to uni, and two weeks since we caught that serial killer. Sherlock is literally climbing the walls — using fresh bullet holes as finger and toe-holds. We need a case!”

Lestrade chuckles. “You do remember I’m retired, right, mate? Which is a good thing, since it means I can pretend I didn’t hear what you just said about the fresh bullet holes.”

“You’ve still got connections at the yard, though. You must know of something.”

“Well, I did hear about one case you might find interesting, although His Highness will probably call it a 2, at best, since there’s no murder, locked-room or otherwise. But it does have a bit of a puzzle, so maybe it’ll pique his interest.”

“At this point, I’ll take anything. What’s the puzzle?”

“Well, a couple of weeks ago there was a break-in at an antique dealer — can’t remember which one, off the top of my head. The only items stolen were a set of animal figurines. They were taken out of a velvet lined wooden box, and in their place the thief left a piece of paper with the words ‘Z is for Animals’ in cut-out letters.”

“Any other evidence?”

“Not that I know of. I can check in with Dimmock on Monday morning, if you want.”

“Thanks, Greg. I’ll run it by Sherlock and see what he thinks.”

“Sherlock, get down from there before you break something.”

“I’m not going to break anything.”

“Yeah? Well I am, if you don’t come down!”

Sherlock flings himself backwards away from the wall, landing in a crouch. He springs up, and then immediately flops down on the sofa with a dramatic huff.

John shakes his head fondly. No one would ever guess his husband is in his fifties. He still has the athleticism of a man half his age — and, at times, the temperament of a toddler.

“Lestrade’s got a case for us,” John says.

Sherlock sits up, eyes alight. He listens intently as John shares what little information he has, clapping his hands gleefully when he hears the clue left on the piece of paper.

“Oh! That’s a line from a riddle book I read to Rosie once, when she was five — Q is for Duck.”

“Because ducks quack?”

“Exactly. Z is for Animals, because animals live at the zoo!”

An hour later, John is standing in front of the main entrance to the London Zoo, watching with a combination of concern and admiration as Sherlock shinnies up a pole to get a closer look at the welcome sign. Moments later, he drops to the ground in triumph.

“There’s another clue etched into the Z. It says ‘B is for Assassin.’”

“Well, that’s a little less friendly than ‘Z is for Animals.’ What do you think the B stands for? Blood? Bullets?”

“Nothing so alarming. The thief stole animal figurines, and sent us here to the zoo. The riddle refers to one of the exhibits here.”

“An animal assassin that begins with B? What? Like a boa constrictor, to squeeze someone to death?”

“I’m thinking this one’s a bit more literal. Let’s try the assassin bug. It’ll be in the Millennium Conservation Centre.”

At the assassin bug exhibit they find another clue — this time on a slip of paper wedged behind the exhibit sign — ‘G is for Monster.’

“Oh, I know this one!” John says. “I’ll bet it’s a gila monster.”

They head for the Reptile House, where they find their next riddle — ‘T is for Midwife.’

“Any ideas?” John asks.

“Yep,” Sherlock says, popping the final /p/.

John grins at his husband’s obvious delight in this bizarre case. He follows Sherlock to the midwife toad exhibit. There they find another clue — ‘K is for Dragon.’

“Well, this one’s obvious,” says John.

They head outside, in search of the Komodo dragon. The riddle they find there reads ‘S is for Epaulette.’

“I feel like I should know this one, being a military man,” says John. “But it’s not ringing any bells.”

“It’ll be the epaulette shark,” says Sherlock.

At the aquarium they find yet another clue — ‘M is for Naked.’

“Now, this one is interesting,” John says, winking at Sherlock. “None of the animals here are wearing clothes — except you. Maybe M is for a naked man.”

Sherlock teasingly begins to unbutton his shirt. “Do you think I need to strip to find the next clue?”

John reaches out to stop him. “Not unless the clue is in our flat. I don’t want the next case Lestrade hears about from Dimmock to be the case of the consulting detective arrested for indecent exposure.”  

Sherlock chuckles. “Fine, I’ll keep my clothes on — for now. I know this one, anyway. It’s the naked mole-rat. We passed the exhibit back at the Millennium Conservation Centre.”

They make their way back through the zoo, pausing here and there to observe the animals. It’s a mild, sunny day, and neither of them is in a hurry. After all, there’s no urgency about solving this case. Ordinarily, the fact that it’s not a life-or-death situation would dampen Sherlock’s enthusiasm, but John is pleased to note that his husband seems to be thoroughly enjoying himself.  

Once they reach the naked mole-rat exhibit, Sherlock finds a slip of paper with more writing on it than the previous clues. John wonders what it could possibly say to make his husband’s face break into such a huge smile. As soon as Sherlock hands him the paper, John’s own face takes on a matching expression.

Papa, if you’re reading this, Uncle Greg must have decided you were in need of a little adventure. I hope you and Dad have enjoyed your day at the zoo. If this wasn’t enough of an outing for you, you know you’re always welcome to come visit me at Uni.


Written for the @sherlockchallenge September prompt: Animals

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Monthly Jikook ~ Masterlist



Update: 9/27/17

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Books and Keys

A Tony Stark x reader bookstore au

Header aesthetic made by the brilliant @quilliamfears

 Written for @yourtropegirl Alternate coffeeshop au challenge

Tags at the bottom, send me an ASK if you’d like to be tagged in stuff in the future- either everything, a specific fandom, a specific character, etc. just let me know!

This is unbeta’d so mistakes are mine.

A/N: I was stuck on this for so long and then I thought it was due today so I worked on an ending and then realized it’s not due until next week… But here we are anyways. I’m happy with it. Feedback would be great!

You’d always been the type of girl who would live in a bookstore, if you could. And when you’d moved to New York to try your hand at being an author, you scoured the city for weeks before you found the right bookstore to make your base camp.

You know the type of store, that one that’s cozy and comfy and gives you such a sense of home, of right, that you really can’t explain to anyone who doesn’t get it. That’s the kind of bookstore you find.

Barely anyone else comes into the store, ever, and you and the owner, a sweet old lady named Mabel, become quick friends. She’s always waiting with a cup of tea and a short story when you arrive, usually of her childhood or her late husband, Ben. Stories of him are secretly your favorite, because you’re a hopeless romantic at heart, and hearing how sweet and chivalrous he was makes you practically swoon. If only men today were like that. Of course, as your mother says, thinking like that is why you’re single. Not that you really care; you prefer your book boyfriends anyways.

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The last one blooming

TITLE: The last one blooming


AUTHOR: fanficshiddles

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that there is an omegaverse where Alphas and omegas can only bond with their true mate. Loki is an Alpha and he one day meets his omega. But she is a young Midgardian child, who is terrified of Alphas. So he has to work hard to gain her trust, to allow the bond to grow between the two.


Trigger warning: Mention of past abuse/attempted sexual assault.

2 weeks later

Loki woke up with a start in the middle of the night. He had another nightmare, well, flashback to when he was just a child.

He lay back down and ran a hand down his face. His body was shaking slightly as he breathed slowly to calm his racing heart down. He wasn’t sure what was worse, remembering what happened to him or the thought of Rose being in such pain like he had been. He wouldn’t even wish it upon his worst enemy.

Rolling over onto his side, he just so happened to look towards the door. But that’s when he noticed that his cape wasn’t hanging up where it should have been. He frowned, glancing around the room but couldn’t see where it was.

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