Bleachedjuice

pauline albanese - the closed doors | the silt verses | michelle hodkin - the becoming of noah shaw | kim addonizio - you were | christina im - on loving helen | natalie diaz - these hands, if not gods

Heyyy spring exams were under way this week, so I have been busy as well as my sports and work! Please be patient as the next part will be posted next sometime 😭 forgive me 🙏

'To Whom The Bells Toll' pt9

Warnings: angst and some heated moment and some cursing.

Uhhh hayyyyy🙏 please forgive my quick absence and enjoy this chapter,

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Your gaze locked onto Königs with such a vice grip that your breath had hitched to the point you head started to pound alongside your racing heart. Your chest cheering its way into a adrenaline spike, your hands gripped themselves together, clasped on the desk as you stared into the damned crocodilan eyes...

"König."

Your voice hard and swift, it showed that you were in no mood for games, and with the fact your shoulders shuddered as you held a hardened posture showed the exhaust that you were feeling. You were tired. And it showed. Painfully.

"Commander Y/n."

His eyes narrowed on your steeled stare, and that caused shudders to tremble down your spine, you where in now mood for his games nor the way he sauntered over to your desk in such a damned manner, he looked like a fucking crocodile about to lurch forward and tear your throat out. And so,you stood and held your ground. You were not going to let this man even try to console you in a taunting manner. You didn't need it. You didn't... right? Right.

With only the desk separating you both now. You then spoke again. Your voice stilling the air with such a harsh voice it almost surprised you.

Almost.

"What is it you want König? It's late and I have paperwork needed to be done."

He studied you, and in his eyes, you looked like a wolf about to snap its jaws at him. He audibly saw your hackles raise on the back of your neck and your face twitch into a slight snarl. He smirked. He was working you up, and he knew it, and enjoyed it.

"I want to see if you needed company hm? Given the fact that we both almost got our brains out I though it'd be... a grand idea to come and visit to see how my Maus was holding up? Can I not?"

You scowled before walking around the desk and shoving your finger into his chest as you spoke, your voice audibly getting louder.

"This is not a game to me. It is not funny..nor is it amusing to me on any occasion or shape or form. So either you fucking leave or...."

"Or?"

"Make it worth my fucking time König.

And with that, He was upon you, his hands holding you close to his body as his mask was yanked off by his own aggressive hands and then at your hips as you both pressed up against each other, your lips interlocked before breaking as you danced around him and slipped your hand on the doors lock and with a click.. you were upon him again, and the same as the last kiss, hungry. Greedy even..

He then gripped your hips and practically sided the paperwork with one hand into the floor, somehow still in their respected folders and general piles.. his teeth found themselves on your throat that lay bare for him as he nipped and prodded at the small whines that escaped your mouth before then grumbling into the crook of your neck before speaking in a hushed tone.

Sincerely. And afraid.

"I thought... I thought i would lose you....Y/n.."

The air finally dispelled any tension in the room, and the air finally snapped from blazing hot to a chilling cool.

"Oh...König..."

" I watched as your figure went across the desk and the gun in his hands went to your head...I thought he would.."

"König, I promise you now....and forever... you'll never see my brains blown or my body limp and cold-"

He hushed you as he pecked your face lightly, his body leaned against yours as broken hissed giggles crept through your body as he grumbled in a pleasant manner before speaking with his face leaned into your chest.

"Maus..don't speak about yourself like that...please.."

And with that you sighed contently before a hand gripped your upper leg area near you ass and lifted you with ease that startled you.

"Easy there, I'm just bringing us to my room maus.."

"Mmm..ok."

And within a door closing and fast-paced strides, you were back packing on his back as he practically ran through the halls, his chuckles driven small snickers from your body before he stopped and opened the door..and with that He let you drop and in you both went, dancing alongside his trampling feet as he rushed to kick off his boots as you shoved yours off and within a moment his hands where on your hips as he stood behind you, holding you against him before he hummed into the crook of your neck and slowly his hands trickled down your body causing you to shudder as he undid your belt and slowly pulled you pants down your hips...and then he allowed to kick off the rest, his hands then found themselves tugging off his own. Leaving you squirming.. and cold from the attentive lack of a layer of clothes and his warmth. With a tug his shirt off and on, and then he tugged was a loose-fitting pair of gray sweats. And then he let you grapple to the pair of sweats that will look like a onesie bottoms on you out of his hands. He then chuckled before snuggling you to the bed, and you complied and flopped backward onto the bed before he snuggled up to you, and with that, He slipped next to you and held you in his arms, near his chest...as his heart pounded alongside yours...like bells....

For oh to whomever the bells toll. You knew your tolled for him....and for whatever came for him after wards...

And with a small peck on your head you knew his did too...

For whom the bells toll, you both tolled for each other.

Why was the United Nations formed? Why were the Geneva Conventions created? Why do International Laws exist? You don't need to have a sophisticated understanding of the intricacies of any of these institutions or details about every single element inherent in acts/laws -the only thing you need to know is that they were implemented to prevent wars, genocides, mass human rights violations and crimes against humanity. The UN was especially created so another World War would not be raged -so that atrocities against communities would not be committed... and here we are, decades later, and ever since 1948 what has western imperialism and colonialism and militarization done? Countless horrors and injustices all around the world and not even the UN can hold them accountable.

I used to believe wholeheartedly in the foundations of systems like the UN, but as time passes I realize (like so many of us) they are part of the capitalistic, imperialistic, and colonialist machine. And that even with programs and efforts to help communities all around the world, there is so much uselessness on their part that continually enrages me.

I just learned today during a podcast that Bassem Youssef did with a notorious misogynist, had mentioned how of all the veto's the United States has done in its' history, over HALF have been to protected the IOF...

Entire systems have to collapses and dismantled to ever make me believe systemic change is possible because how can ANY person in power -in a settler state -say that the HAGUE/nor anyone can stop you from genociding people... and still continue to get away with it.