#trappereret

she wasn’t sure what had made her feel like crawling into bed with him. thor only knew. she was a virgin. she had kept her prize for her and hiccup’s WEDDING NIGHT. not for... not to give it away like this! in a fit of lonliness? in a bout of attraction to another man who was everything she dreamed of marrying as a kid: built, able to keep her down like how he did before, with one hand pinning her to the bed, the other between her legs...

she had willfully KISSED HIM, had begged him only a half hour ago to go harder, and faster, to rid her of the feeling of ABANDONMENT. her fiance was busy, and gods, she knew she should have been supportive of him. ASTRID KNEW she should’ve stuck by him, through thick and thin. HE HAD JUST LOST HIS FATHER. but here she was, in another man’s bed, her body tainted with eret’s scent, his hand prints still red and prominent ON HER BARE ASS, the bite marks he’d left BRUISING OVER on her breasts.

                                                                                               she couldn’t breathe. her lungs stopped working. oh thor she cheated on hiccup. the SWEETEST GUY ALIVE, the one she PROMISED HER LIFE TO. she laid with another man over him, and now she was paying the price. her eyes blanked. everything was dark. she was sobbing, ❝ we’re cheaters, we’re cheaters, ❞ over and over again, her fists clutching at the blankets of the bed, knuckles pure white like the snow wraith.

                                  astrid wanted to throw herself from the top of the building. how could she do it?! how could she betray him like that? how could she LIKE THE WAY ERET HAD FELT, GRINDING UP AGAINST HER, HIS FINGERS ON HER SKIN? how come she didn’t protest as he called out her name, holding onto the bed posts as he rocked... back.. and forth.. she scolded herself. how dare she let her legs tremble like that for another man, how dare she ache to be touched again, to forget this whole endeavor.

she barely heard eret as he tried to calm her down. the sheer HORROR she felt was like ear muffs to her, the sense of self loathing creeping upon her like a spider would it’s prey caught in a web. astrid just barely caught the end of his words, ❝ ... we tell anyone, or if... we never speak of it again. ❞

                                                                       ❝ WE CAN’T !! ❞ she screamed, her hands letting go of the blanket. it fell past her chest and she looked to him frantically, tears readily streaming from her now bloodshot eyes. ❝ he can’t ever know! he.. he’d throw you out, and i would never be able to show my face to him again. he’d never LOOK AT ME AGAIN, ERET. I’D BE KILLING HIM. ERET, WE CAN’T TELL ANYONE, WE CAN’T— ❞

Maybe uninstall all your extensions and reinstall them one by one after xkit to see which one is doing it? Or at least uninstall xkit to see if its that, or just tumblr?

       ——❛ IF SHE hasn’t attacked you yet, she’s not going to.          Loosen up a bit. Nadders can smell fear, you know. ❜