#sun burnt

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Vacation got me like…..

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Sun Burnt: Part 2

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Sixteen grand, only half my go bags, and about three blocks of Mafia Land on fire.

That was my fucking legacy now. I was the crazy fuck that DICK PUNCHED the Dread God of hitmen everywhere. The nightmare that lesser men fear. The blood soaked luxury few can afford! Oh god. I just punch the greatest hitman on THE PLANET in the DICK.

IN PUBLIC.

CURSE YOU LIGHTNING BRAIN!

I can't believe I fucking FORGOT that panic and impossibly fast reaction times were a BAD IDEA. God DAMN it! No wonder everyone thinks Lightnings are morons! That was the DUMBEST SHIT I'VE EVER DONE IN MY LIFE! Oh god. Oh god! I'm gonna die so slow. He's gonna drag it out! What do I DO!?

He didn't even collapse! Just hissed in through his teeth and TANKED it!

Thank god for Tazer training.

But also like!? Ha ha!!! OH GOD IM SO DEAD. I just pissed off EVERYBODY, didn't I? I can never come back! I had to have hit like... fifteen DIFFERENT SETS back there! And Colonello will be out for my BLOOD. Fuck, I wanna LIVE!

Boats. I gotta steal one of the boats!

And thank god? I DO. The island is in chaos, thanks to the fires. I dump the boats number of trackers overboard. Sure, I have to take a knife to a few fancy ass walls. But it's WORTH it.

I got a fancy ass little yacht! Perfect. It's fast, it's liveable, I can DISAPPEAR out to sea. He'll NEVER fi-!

Click.

Cool metal smoothly, cruely, presses againt the back of my head to crush my hope, just as it begins to form. The cologne is unmistakable. I can not tell you, how in God's name I missed it. The barrel of a gun pressed close, like a lover's hand, in unspoken threat.

"Bella~" purrs an amused voice from behind me. It sound like a threat. "Quite the trouble maker, aren't you? Such... CHAOS~♡ But, really? Did you HONESTLY think you could run? We're not done yet."

.....m...maybe I could swim.

I break out into a cold sweat, too aware yet completely frozen. The stairs to the deck are too far away. Fuck. I... I could MAYBE make it? Or.. or punch out a wall? Right into the water? I try to keep my breathing even. It doesn't work. I know, because Death made a man? Who stands behind me? Hums in amusement. His gun pressing tighter against my skin.

"I wouldn't, bella fulminea. I am nothing if not a gentleman, but if you keep fighting me? Well... it is a long boat ride. I'll have to find SOME way to immobilize you long enough for us to have a little chat. And an excuse to have my Flames inside you? You'd be surprised the damage one can do without lasting effects, when they know HOW too."

"And make no mistake. I DO know how to hurt you."

"So let's behave ourselves, hmm? Have a seat."

I... I had a seat. Very comfy. Didn't feel like crying in the SLIGHTEST ha ha, WHAAAT? Don't be silly! This is FINE! We're all friends here! R..Right?

The slow grin I got was NOT reassuring.

He stood there, above me, gun casually pointed at my head, as he examined me. Taking his time. As though decadently savoring the moment. Enjoying my tensed muscles. The way my Flames crackled and arced across my skin. My eyes dilated in fear. The resonance that filled the cabin.

His eyes weren't dark anymore. And that... God, that was the worst part. They had lit up. I'd HEARD about the phenomenon, but never thought I ever actually SEE it. 'Cause who could actually be that batshit powerful? What realistic person would ever be so fucking STRONG?

It was like looking into molten gold. Liquid Sun Flames. I could almost SEE the flicker and burn. I could DEFINITELY feel the Flames filling the room. It was like being crammed in a box with a tiger that barely fit to begin with. Shoved RIGHT up against its face. All I could do was hope it was friendly. Preferably ignored me.

But he wasn't.

No, he wanted to TALK.

Had finally, thankfully, put the gun away. Stepped closer to grab my face and tilt it up. Angle it this way and that. Memorizing my features. Shit. My thoughts must have been obvious on my face, because his smirk widened. His grip got tighter.

"Do you know, little lightning, how long I've waited? How many DECADES I've made do? I don't care if you're not a Sky. You could be another sun as far as I'm concerned. It is the fact that your Flames SING to mine. Crave a place with mine. THAT is why you will never escape me."

I didn't even know if I WANTED a Set. Yeah, it sounded cool. The companionship, the understanding and stuff. Like... like soulmates. Literal platonic but could be not if you wanted Soulmates. Yours forever. Best friends and balm to all wounds. But? But! If THIS was what was in store for me?!

Ha ha, NOPE!

I may not have be interested in being some meat shield for some entitled, cloying, grabby-flamed Sky BRAT, but that didn't mean I wanted a living DREAD GOD! R... RIGHT?! I just wanted, you know, substance! Mutual understanding and a mature outlook on life. Competence. Maybe some one... who thinks... I'm...funny...

Ooooooh no.

Oh no no NO!

"REBORN! Did you KIDNAP a random thief?!"

Thuds up on the deck. A roaring voice sounding vaguely hysterical. A god like Cloud kicking the door to the lower levels clear off it's hinges. Vongola. Oh thank MERCIFUL FUCK. I risk a glance across the table. His face has frozen in it's pleasantly smiling mask. Pissed at being interrupted. Again.

His eyes say "don't you do it. Don't even DARE.

My eyes shoot from him to the Cloud slowly walking down the steps. Followed by the rest of the Tenth generation of the Vongola Familgia. The clear exit they've left open behind them. Back to him. His gaze now promising to break both my legs.

.....he'll have to fucking catch me first.

I BOLT.

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[grimini]

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a beach girl

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[gaychristiankid]

Just another lesbian posting a selfie at the beach 🏖

[coderealizeheadcanons]

How would the guys help Cardia if she got a sun burn? (Honestly I doubt that can happen with her skin being poison and all but shhhh) I recently got a bad sun burn on my arms and back so.. rip me for not using sun screen lol

Mod S here! 

You know…I have no idea if Cardia is immune to sunburns… ?_? 

Well, like you implied, let’s just pretend that she isn’t. c;  I’ll call this If Cardia Got a Sunburn. Of course, please let us know if there’s anything this needs. And I hope your sunburn feels better! <3 

Arséne Lupin: After seeing Cardia turn red from a sunburn, Lupin would feel awful and try to find a good way to cool Cardia off. He’d go to Victor, who would tell him to take an aloe plant and squeeze the insides onto her skin to cool it off. Lupin would make Cardia lay down on her stomach while he put aloe on her burnt back. He would also leave light kisses while he did so. Cardia would actually be happy about her sunburn because of this. 

Abraham Van Helsing: Van would tease Cardia a bit from her accidental sun burn, but he would also make sure that she would stay hydrated in order to help her skin heel faster. If she was in a lot of pain it would upset him. Van would take a cool cloth to help her relax. He would nag her a bit about learning her lesson, but he would also baby her by getting her whatever she wanted while she was healing. Then make her promise to keep better care of herself. 

Impey Barbicane: Impey would cry himself because he would feel so bad for Cardia. He’d build a small device that would blow air on her skin whenever she wanted it in order to help her feel more comfortable. He would offer to help give her a cool bath, but Cardia would shyly refuse. Impey would pester her about it, and she’d finally cave, but she wouldn’t be naked. Impey would absolutely feel disappointed, but glad that Cardia was relying on him. 

Victor Frankestein: Victor wouldn’t nag Cardia, but he would warn her to be more careful while she was out in the sun. Victor already came up with a cream that helps to sooth sunburns, so he would spend all night making it in bulk so Cardia could have it while she healed from the burn. He would also remind her to let her skin peel naturally and not to pick at it. Cardia would to her best not to, but Victor would gently grab her hand if he caught her. 

Saint Germain: Saint Germain couldn’t stop himself from chuckling at seeing Cardia so burnt, but he would tell her all his secrets that he knew about treating her sunburn. He would by a large amount of teabags to soak in cold water and lay on her skin. Cardia doesn’t believe that it will work at first, but once she tries it, she’s amazed at how it relieves the pain. Saint Germain tells Cardia to trust him more, and she doesn’t doubt him from that point on.