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c4ndytr4p · 5 months

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NOT THE BEST ROOMIE! 🥀 BLADE

synopsis: sharing an apartment with blade isn’t the best option. there’s many reasons why but your number one reason is that he’s secretly crazy. he might be. well, he is crazy. and he’s also the killer going around xianzhou. double whammy.

cw’s: cursing, mentions of murder, violence, reader stays strapped

notes: another idea i had in mind. but he’s js so…. fine. written with a modern au in mind, mild hsr spoilers???? (i can’t play anymore so….. idek if it would count as spoilers. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

genre: action

songs recommended: frankenstein by rina sawayama, drama and trick or trick by aespa, crazy girls by toopoor, proud mary by tina turner, outside by big boss vette, mascara by deftones

having a roommate isn’t bad, but if it’s with a guy who’s cold, somewhat unapproachable, and his room’s decorated all black with led’s as the only light source? in your eyes, that’s a red flag. unlike your room, covered in cute band posters, sanrio figurines, a makeup cart in the corner, natural light filtering in from the pastel yellow curtains, and a speaker blasting twice and other artists that you like, as well as fashion magazines being plastered on your desk and your computer.

but how did you become roommates with blade? well, that’s what he likes to call himself. in his words: it disgusts him when someone uses his real name. which is understandable. the day he moved in with you, your life changed for the worse. well, he was kicked out of his last apartment due to some discourse and he couldn’t find a place to stay. well, he did stay with silver wolf and kafka but decided to move out after ‘the incident’.

“so, you’re the quiet guy everyone on the block is talking about! i’m your roommate felicity, it’s soooo good to meet you-!”

you’re ignored by him because he’s carrying his stuff in. all he says is: “i have no time for introductions. thank you for letting me stay.” it hurts your feelings a little bit because of how dismissive he is. but you don’t mind it, he’s still warming up to you.

after a few minutes, you knock on the door to his room. no answer so you just *creeeeaaaak* open it a small bit. “i was wondering if you needed any help- AEONS!” what awaits you is a sight. he’s the complete opposite of you! everything’s all black, including his curtains. “ummm…. wow. that’s something..” you mumble. he seems to have a lot of stuff from different countries. keeping note of that.

“do you need help? those are a lot of boxes.” you ask him politely. he just seems to ignore you, why? but a few seconds later he responds with just a flat “no thank you. i do not prefer help.”

the night came to xianzhou faster than lightning, and you ordered and got something delivered for dinner, you were eating and binge watching the newest drama that came out on netflix recently; when you realized that the other container in the bag was untouched.

blade said he would be ‘headed out for an evening walk’ which was quite odd because there was a serial killer going around xianzhou, the media said that whenever he finished his “job” he would leave a red spider lily. which symbolizes death in a sense. the focus around you shifting to the paper bag on the counter and the ambience of the tv became muffled. you have a very bad feeling in your gut, you feel as if you might regurgitate everything you’ve eaten these past ten minutes, your head spins, you feel weak. but after that sensation goes away, a news report flashes on your tv screen. it was of a new killing. just in the newsroom.

you recognize the person who was killed… it was your colleague tingyun, who was very much possessed but didn’t realize it until jing yuan did an exorcism in front of everyone that same day the realization hit him. “…nah. that’s fucked up. all the way fucked up.” you mumble. you hurriedly get up from the couch and throw your trash away. before unplugging your phone and smart watch. you fiddle your thumbs and put in the passcode, unlocking it. you text your other colleagues and family. to make sure they’re safe. they all said yes, except for a band of people you were close friends with. march 7th, caelus, stelle, welt, dan heng, and himeko. a few minutes later, yukong reaches out and asks if you’re safe. same with jing yuan.

you reply with a no due to the fact your now not-so-roommate was the serial killer going around xianzhou. you had to deal with him before his next victim.

“that’s it. that draws the goddamn line.”

you say with a straight face; at this point it’s on sight. you bust the door down to your room and go into your closet and rummage through your closet to find a lockbox. a lockbox containing one thing you use in emergency situations. a gun. you place it on your desk as carefully as possible. from your dresser drawer you grab a fresh change of clothes in order to be comfortable for the night ahead. you’re hunting him down. you grab a small black purse that’s also mildly spacious. you place your gun, your phone, pepper spray and a few other things in there. including your keys to get back inside.

you then change from your usual clothes into a black crop top, a black and hot pink jacket and wide-leg pants that are also black. you were really ready to hunt down and beat blade’s ass. you swiftly run to the door of apartment to unlock it. after doing so you fiddle with your bag and finally get ahold of your keys in order to lock back the door.

after exiting the apartment building your anger is through the roof, tears of rage pricking the insides of your eyes, every sense of calm and peace is out the window. what’s on your mind is vengeance, answers and his motive. well you bet that jing yuan and them are hot on his trail. they may be. but they can’t really catch him. after a few hours, maybe six-seven hours later you catch him in the rain. soaked in blood, sweat and rain water.

“BLADE, YOU’RE FUCKING SICK!” you scream at the top of your lungs over the rain battering down, pouring down buckets. as if the souls in heaven above were sobbing about this encounter they were witnessing. “I WOULDN’T HEAR THE GODDAMN END OF IT! MY ROOMMATE BEING A SICK ASS KILLER?! YOU’VE LOST ALL MY RESPECT!”

“i am sick? me?! hahaha! you must have the wrong impression.” he charges at you with a knife his eyes wild and his hands and clothes are covered with blood. but he runs to gracefully. but with full force he charges at you until… you pulled it out. your gun. that stopped him in his tracks.

“you ain’t realized i stay strapped did you? you really thought i was defenseless?! surprise surprise… YOU MANIAC!” you spin kick him in the face, the whiplash of the kick mixed with your power and strength had him seeing stars for a few moments. after a few minutes of hand to hand combat, a handsome figure with long black and turquoise hair, his aura being serene and calm. it was dan heng. your best friend. “felicity, enough.” is all he says. his deep turquoise eyes staring down the killer known as blade.

you still breathe heavily all while you’re upset, angry, confused, and genuinely filled with such rage. “dan heng i really recommend that you let me go so i can beat his ass to a pulp-“ he shushes you with just a glare. “enough, my dear.” is all he says in order to have you centered and refocused. but blade on the other hand still has that crazed look in his eyes. “dan heng… old friend, i should have killed you when you betrayed them.” he smiles with a mad look in his eyes. but you were waiting… for a signal. and it happened.

in the nick of time… authorities came and took matters into their hands. taking blade back to the shackling prison where he belonged for him to rot for months to come. after that whole incident your friends decided to help you pack up his stuff. over the next few weeks, you yourself were recovering from such an awful situation. with a smile on your face just like the old times.

…or would he come back? like he allegedly promised when you visited him. you don’t know, you just had to be careful. even in such good times such as this.

#vayne’s book pile 📚#hsr x black reader #writing blade is so fun idk why wtf #i had this idea for a good while #and im so glad it came out well projected

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rosa-qing · 2 years

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Themis-Scenarios

Marius Von Hagen

Eternal Muse

🥀.notes: an AU, based from a tweet

Masterlists

It was the middle of the night when she received a message from Marius.

Jiejie are you free, can you accompany me somewhere. I'm outside of your apartment, i'll wait for you

She took a peek on her window and found Marius leaning on his car waiting for her.

Marius holds her hand as he drive along the road, for some reason his palms are sweaty and cold.

"Where are we headed to" She can't help but asks.

He looks at her and smile "It's a surprised".

She didn't pressed anymore question, neither of them talked anymore.

In front of one of the Stellis Museum, Marius stopped his car.

Before she could asks questions he grabbed her hand and ushering her inside. If their here it only means Marius prepared a special viewing for her.

"The Museum?"

"There is something I want to show you" He glanced at her as a small smile spread on his lips.

On the further end of the hallway, was a room filled with portraits coverd with white sheet. But that wasn't the piece Marius wanted her too see.

It was the bigger potrait located at the middle of the room. She stood infront of it waiting for it to be reveal by him

"This is piece was recently brought here, they say the painter considered it his most special piece" Marius mumbled as he walk towards it.

"He dedicated this piece to his eternal muse and called it "Mon Amour" Marius announced before pulling the cover.

She blinks once or twice as if what she's seeing is a dream. The girl in the painting looks just like her. But she looks like she was from a different era.

The rennaissance era.

"Marius..Am I seeing things" jumbled of words slipped to her lips as her thought are all mixed up.

Marius approached her, a smile plastered om his lips as he held hands trying to calm her down.

"No, Jiejie. This woman is really you. Cause I was the one who painted it"

A stiffled laughter slips on her lips

"Marius are you joking" she asked but the seriousness in his eyes render her speechless.

As more questiom flodded her mind, but the word How is the only thing she could muttered.

He gently squeezes her hand, a sigh left his lips as he holds her gaze before saying the truth.

"Im an Immortal, I lived thousand of years in this world. Jiejie I know this sounds unbelievable but this is the truth. I love you for thousand of years. Even after you left I still continue loving you"

"I believe in you" she reaches out and cupped his faced. Eventhough how surreal that sounds. Cause that's the only explanation for the painting

Marius pull her closer to his chest as he slios his arms around her waists hugging her tightly while whispering thank you in her ears.

"Why are you telling me this now? You could've kept this as a secret" She asks after calming down.

Marius smile and held her hand lifting it up to press a kiss on top of it.

"Cause if I'm going to spend this lifetime with you i'd rather you know the truth." On his back pocket he pull out a velvet box, inside is a diamond studded ring.

She looked at him dumfounded until he kneel on one knee.

"I'm saying, Jiejie will you spend this lifetime of yours with me. Will you marry me" he asked.

A smile finally broke free from her lips and nod aggressively.

"Yes"

#🥀:themisscenarios #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis #marius von hagen #tot marius #marius x you #marius x reader #mariusrosa #marius von hagen x reader #marirosa

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goblinsofdiscord · 2 months

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Goblins of Discord 👹 Enneagram Type Database 🤓

All typings have a corresponding youtube video (linked). Many more on their way. Please note, that some of these are likely to change a bit in the future.

I’ll probably update a handful of older ones soon, as my understanding of the Enneagram has evolved since some of them were made (and is still deepening). This obsession is all-consuming and I won’t stop until I can psychically intuit every single type + instinct combination on sight, within 10 seconds and am rebirthed into my next form as the 🧞‍♀️👁️ human pixie frequency diviner of the apocalypse. 😈 🔥

If you think you’ve found a weirdo type and might want to join a typing call, DM larissa on the goblinsofdiscord instagram, or post the type below in the comments.

🍄 👀 If you want to book a typing call or submit an introvert video (of you or someone you know) to be picked over, spitroasted, impression’ed on, click here.

Enneagram Type 1

John Waters 🗑️✝️ 1w2 7w6 4w3 so/sx 💖💧🧚‍♂️ The Pope of Trash

Jamie Lee Curtis 🎃 1w2 36 so/sx 👹 The Horny Karen

Nasim Aghdam 🐅 1w9 7w6 4w5 so/sp 💥 Triple Frustration Threat

Quentin Crisp 🎀 ✨ 1w9 4w3 7w6 so/sx 🦚 Trailblazing Peacock

Enneagram Type 2

Pamela Des Barres 🌼 2w3 7w6 9w1 so/sx ☀️ Flowerchild Supergroupie

Big Edie (Grey Gardens) ✝️🐈‍⬛ 2w1 6w7 8w9 sx/so 🍸 Mother Diva

Enneagram Type 3

Lucy Lawless ⚔️ 3w2 8w7 5w6 so/sx ⚔️ watch

Montel Williams 👄 3w2 6w7 8w7 so/sp ⚔️ watch

Jensen Ackles 👻 3w2 6w7 8w9 sp/so ⭐ watch

Corey Feldman 🎩 3w2 6w7 9w1 sp/sx ★Ascension Millennium

David Fincher 🎥 3w4 5w6 8w7 sp/so 📦 What's in his Box?

Bret Easton Ellis 😍🗡️ 3w4 5w6 8w9 so/sp 🖤🚬 American Psycho

Whitney Houston 🖤 3w4 6w7 9w1 sx/so 🥀 Queen of the Night

Gregg Araki 🚬 3w4 6w7 9w8 so/sx 👄 The Doomed Enneagram

Nicole Kidman 👠 3w4 6w7 1w9 👠 watch

Emma Roberts 🫖 3w4 6w7 1w2 so/sp 🍰 watch

Belinda Carlistle 🔥 3w4 1w9 7w8 🔥 sp/so watch

Caroline Calloway 💸 3w4 7w6 9w1 so/sx ✨ Happy Scammerversary

Enneagram 4

Vivien Leigh 🌹 4w3 6w7 9w1 so/sx 🥀 Making Fours Dramatic Again

Winona Ryder 🥀 Enneagram 4w3 6w7 9w1 sp/so 🥀 The OG Sadgirl

Jeff Buckley 🥀 4w5 6w7 9w1 sx/so 💔 watch

Enneagram Type 5

Anna Khachiyan 🧠🕳️ 5w4 9w8 4w3 so/sp 🚬 watch

Shirley Jackson 🥃 5w4 📓 livestream slop job

Sam Bankman-Fried 🤓 5w6 9w8 3w4 spso 💩 Gaslighting Nerd

Enneagram Type 6

Larry David 🍋 6w5 1w9 4w3 so/sp 😒 Miserable F*ck

Lauryn Hill 😇 6w5 8w9 2w1 so/sp 🎤 Gonna Find You..

Julia Ducournau 🚗 6w5 9w1 4w3 💋 Baby, I Like it Raw

Caroline Ellison 🧠 6w7 1w2 3w2 sp/so 🖖 Polycule Pick-Me

Robert Crumb 🤡 6w7 4w5 1w2 💦 The Sex Weasel

David Icke 🦎 6w7 9w1 3w2 so/sp 👁️👽 The Passion of 6

Daniel Clowes 👻 6w7 9w1 4w3 so/sp ✒️ Like a Velvet Glove

Phil Ochs 🎸 6w7 9w1 4w5 so/sp 💧 The Misunderstood Folk Hero

Dylan Moran ☘️ 6w7 9w1 4w3 sp/so 🤴 watch

Mia Goth 🍯 6w7 9w1 2w3 sp/sx 😇 Strange Angel

Sean Baker 🍊 6w7 9w1 3w2 so/sp ☀️ Red’s Rocket

Enneagram Type 7

Josephine Baker 💃🏽 7w6 28 so/sx 🎶 Shine on, Queen

Little Edie (Grey Gardens) 🧚‍♀️ 7w6 9w1 4w3 so/sx ⭐ 🩸 Fallen Star

Florence Welch ✨ 7w6 4w3 9w1 sp/so 🧚‍♀️ Chaotic Pixie Queen

Theo Von 🍆 7w6 9w8 4w5 sp/so 🐀 The Rat King

Danny Elfman 💀 7w6 9w1 4w5 so/sp 🎃 Dead Man’s Party

Johnette Napolitano 🩸 7w6 8w9 4w5 sp/sx 🐍 Concrete Blonde

Vincent Gallo 👹 7w6 4w5 8w9 sp/sx 😈 Horny Goblin

Heidi Fleiss 🐍🦜 7w8 1w9 3w4 spsx 🍑🚬 Hollywood Madam

Eartha Kitt 😻🐈‍⬛ 7w8 4w3 1w2 sx/so 🐈‍⬛😿 Cat Woman

Enneagram Type 8

Robin Quivers 😈😇 8w7 6w7 2w1 so/sp 💋 Glorious Narcissist

Ma Anand Sheela 😎 8w9 2w1 6w5 so/sp 💧 I Love B*tches

Glenn Danzig 🦇 8w9 6w7 4w5 sx/so ☠️ Prince of Darkness

Sylvia Brown 🔮 8w9 7w8 4w5 sp/so 🧿 watch

Enneagram Type 9

Rachel Dolezal 🐑 9w8 62 sp/so🌹 Mother Issues

Kathy Bates 🍯 9w8 62 sp/so 🩸 Sweet Misery

Shelley Duvall 🍯 9w1 6w7 2w3 sp/so 🐑 The Saccharine Sacrificial Lamb

Keith Moon 💥 9w8 7w6 3w4 sp/so 🌙 Wild Man

Sophie Thatcher 🩸 9w8 7w6 4w5 sx/sp🧚‍♀️ Grime Fairy

Dash Nekrasova 🕯 9w8 4w3 7w6 sx/so 🚬 watch

Nathan Fielder 🕳️ 9w8 5w6 3w2 sp/so 🤡 watch

Cazzie David 🦝 9w8 6w7 4w5 sp/so 🦝 Sad Sack

Charles Burns 🕳️ 9w1 5w6 3w4 so/sp 🕳️ watch

David Cronenberg 📺 9w1 5w4 3w4 so/sx 👄 Dream Daddy

Jessica Lange 🦢 9w1 63 so/sp 🦢 watch

John Galliano 🧵 9w1 4w3 7w6 sx/sp 🪡 Objet D'Art

Tyler Gaca 👻 9w1 7w6 4w3 so/sx 🍯 Ghosthoney

Chuck Palahniuk 🧞‍♂️ 9w1 7w6 4w3 so/sp 😈 All Hail the God

Corey Haim 🍍 9w1 7w6 3w2 sx/so 💔 Heartbreaker

Anna Biller ☠️🔮 9w1 4w3 7w6 so/sx 💖⚗️ The Love Witch

Frank James 💅 9w1 3w4 6w7 so/sp 🔪 watch

👯✨ Twins ✨👯

Lori & George (formerly Reba) 🤠 🤩

Lori: 6w7 9w1 3w2 sp/so

George (Reba): 9w1 3w4 6w7 so/sp

Carmen & Lupita 🦋🧙🏽

Carmen 6w7 9w1 3w2 sp/so

Lupita 9w8 7w6 3w4 sp/so

#enneagram #enneagram 4 #enneagram 9 #enneagram types #personality types #enneagram 6 #enneagram 7

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marveldiaries · 7 months

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🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

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Loki 2

By andsheloved

All I wanted 🥀☁️ - When loki finds himself finally being accepted by the rest of the team, you begin to wonder what your relationship really meant to him.

a worthy try ☁️🥀✨ - loki reflects on all that you are, and how maybe one day, all that he is may be good enough to have you.

Little spoon 🍂

I really like your hands 🍂

gift giving ☁️✨

please tell me how to fix it. i miss you. ☁

this love, is it really worth it? 🥀☁️

fake dating ☁

can't say i love you ☁️

clingy loki ☁✨

asking for hugs ☁️🥀✨

loki is in love ☁️

i could’ve lost you ☁️🥀✨

it’s you, it was always you 🍂

mr. & mrs. smith ☁️ - after a new member is introduced to the team, loki begins to imagine a life beyond the tower, not unlike many times before, but his daydream receives an interesting addition, you.

By sarahscribbles

For the first time ☁🔥 - You finally sleep with Loki for the first time.

He finds you asleep 🔥

Warming him 🔥

Stay Here One More Time ☁️ - On the anniversary of the Battle of New York, Loki discovers he has someone on his side.

Do I Haunt Your Mind? 🥀☁ - You finally work up the courage to confess your feelings to Loki, but it goes badly wrong.

Tiny Blessings 🥀☁✨ - After Frigga’s death, you find a way into the dungeons to comfort her broken son.

Back In Your Arms 🍂 - Loki arrives back at the compound, and back in your arms, after the battle with Thanos.

I love you ☁️ - Loki saying ”I love you” for the first time.

Waking up next to Loki 🍂

Call you mine 🔥☁

Even gods get sick ☁✨ - You care for your love when he gets a sudden summer cold.

Holding him 🥀☁✨ - Loki wanting some cuddles from his gf after a rough day.

Moments of magic ☁ - You bring Loki two gifts to mark his birthday. One a magical object and the other your heart.

By liminalpebble

Stray 🍂 one | two | three | four | five | six | seven - It's 1971 and you're a single shop girl living in the tumultuous, often damp, city of Seattle, feeling lost and alone. Meanwhile, Loki (under the guise of D.B. Cooper) is on the run from Thor the moment he jumped out of that plane. After crash landing in a dumpster and disguising himself as a stray cat to lay low, he becomes your beloved feline room mate and an unusual friendship begins to grow.

By swan-of-sunrise

Spellbinding 🍂 - A chance encounter at the New York Public Library marked the beginning of (Y/N) and Loki’s friendship, but they would soon learn that they shared more in common than their love of literature.

By infinitystoner

Always forever ☁️ - When a mission goes wrong, there’s only one person whose comfort you crave.

Box of rain 🍂 one | two - After the universe plummets into chaos, you find yourself working alongside a merry band of misfits who’ve made a home for themselves in Tønsberg, Norway. When a harrowing incident occurs, Loki is forced to confront his feelings.

By unlucky-number-13

Fire eyes 🍂 - Loki’s back in the TVA after the events at the Citadel, and no one remembers who he is. He’s feeling lost, not sure where to go or what to do next, and he’s got a new coworker who’s complicating his life even further. When she starts somehow triggering hallucinations, it’s a race against time to uncover the truth behind them before his own deceptions are uncovered.

Blood & Flowers 🍂 - When the insufferable Prince Loki casts a spell that causes flowers to bloom on your skin whenever he's injured, you can't even begin to fathom how it will turn your world upside down.

By loki-cees-all

The Little Things Give You Away 🍂 - It’s just a compulsion to steal the TemPad, and it’s just a habit to flee. The timelines have split, the TVA is in disarray, the threat of He Who Remains is insurmountable - and Loki is just so done with it all.

By give-me-a-moose

Indulgence 🥀✨☁️ - Loki sees his hunger as a weakness, something to be starved. Not to be indulged.

No expert ☁️ - Loki ends up in the medbay and you swear you're gonna kill him.

Sketchy ☁️ - You struggle to find inspiration and Loki proves to be a wonderful muse.

Errands 🍂 - Loki must undergo the most harrowing trial on Midgard…Grocery shopping.

By asgardwinter

Out of the window 🍂🪐 - Loki always blocked everyone out and he was fine living like that. Then you appeared in his way and decided to throw his rules out of the window.

Crumpled words ☁️ - Those words were all he had from you, and he’d keep them safe and locked away in the darkness.

Love again ☁️ - You swore you’d never love again then met him five minutes later. Feelings just don't work that way.

Traditional 🍂 - Loki finds out some midgardian traditions that he had no idea about, and he likes it very much.

Who needs electricity? ☁ - When the power goes out, Loki learns about your fear of the dark and uses a few tricks to make it better.

Stay here with me 🍂 - All Loki ever needed to calm down was you.

Ambient analysis ☁ - You like Loki, Loki doesn’t like you. At least that’s what a little bird told you.

Unkind 🥀☁✨ - Loki was always joking about you being one silly mortal until one day he wasn’t.

Breathless 🍂 - He’d make you breathless just in order to find his air.

A promise sealed with light ☁️ - It was news to him, having someone around that came up with such things as plans for the future.

Wearing Loki's hoodie ☁️

Would you kiss me if I asked you? 🍂 - How could you convince Loki you meant every drunk word you said to him?

I can't have it any other way ☁ - He only wanted to know if you were going to stay.

By lokisgoodgirl

A Prince's Release 🔥✨

By lokidreaming

The night before Valentine’s Day. 🔥✨

#mine

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cinderellatype · 6 months

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hi tipper nation!!!! can i get uhhhh starter call please.

#🥀 * out. ‣ sorry for andiposting‚ it will happen again.#🥀 * calls. ‣ note box.

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jbird5by5 · 7 months

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Sad to learn of the passing of Actress Piper Laurie (1932-2023)

Piper Laurie, the strong-willed, Oscar-nominated actor died early Saturday at her home in Los Angeles.

She was 91.

Laurie died of old age.

Born Rosetta Jacobs on Jan 22, 1932 she arrived in Hollywood in 1949 and was quickly given a contract with Universal-International, a new name that she hated and a string of starring roles with Ronald Reagan, Rock Hudson and Tony Curtis, among others.

She went on to receive Academy Award nominations for three distinct films: “The Hustler” (1961) “Carrie,”(1976) and “Children of a Lesser God,” (1986)

She moved to New York, where she found the roles in theater and live television drama.

Performances in “Days of Wine and Roses,” “The Deaf Heart” and “The Road That Led After” brought her Emmy nominations.

For many years after, Laurie turned her back on acting. She married film critic Joseph Morgenstern, welcomed a daughter, Ann Grace, and moved to a farmhouse in Woodstock, New York.

Laurie also became noted as a baker, with her recipes appearing in The New York Times.

Laurie was finally ready to return to acting when director Brian De Palma called her about playing the deranged mother of Sissy Spacek in “Carrie.”

It became a box-office smash, and Spacek and Laurie were both nominated for Academy Awards.

Her desire to act rekindled, Laurie resumed a busy career that spanned decades. On television, she appeared in such series as “Matlock,” “Murder, She Wrote” and “Frasier” and played George Clooney’s mother on “ER.”

My Condolences to Family and Friends.

#R.I.P. 😔🙏🥀

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wpdariacutnes · 1 year

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🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼🥀🌼

Me: dogo chapter (canda im dont neber dys numer)

Dogo: *das Relax toking frends a like car and das toking only*

Zero: a enifing puteful is going so bed ones?

Dessy: hmh?

Zars: what the... how? *cofuze a say dys next us*

Dogo: *sigh* relly? Like relly

Zero: yeah..what finks you are *bit rude now*

Dogo: oh.. so enifing raf you a next guy kiss you lips yet?

Zero: did you call me im slut

Dogo: no you are me next side lot time... can go now?

Zero: yeah sure sorry

Dogo: *expleing On frends a dont understand hem* sorry but hem is fucking me life

🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄

Carot: * look dynamo* so neber a merry me?

Dynamo: yes what is dumb ask out now

Carot: well a not be a only dill me like knows pet or sowing deam only fun on me body and dys and look back and enifing

Dynamo: im dont wona did enifing pein make you

Carto: good...a how but you Day?

*more normal toking chader you knows not so heppynt das toking relax*

Carot: a what heppynt pixi like is bug so fast cant be dead

Dynamo: *big sigh das sowing little gem a head* not only out bug run away dys...like yeah sowing dyfrent type can but not lot finks

Carot: so care only one life a das what heppynt a dys be code not dead body a gem finks?

Dynamo: yep total dys heppynt a robot body

Carto: huh a me finks a das be like human be dust

Dynamo: no/not dys one but canda sans here a dys finks a normal like you a looking nader robot

Carto: yeah...heh

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Trixi: * she was looking for something in the box and unfortunately Renka became very glassy * cool this is a mega funny reaction

Pastel: yeah dys nice but better not toching dys im not sure a be not toxic on body

Trixi: hmh and enifing more so fredly chik *bit rude a pastel dys fact*

Pastel: *sigh* das beter a me opinion out next you

Trixi: o yeah sorry canda can do dis

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The Motherly One

Chan

Characters: Chan x female reader

Warnings: mentions of domestic abuse, mentions of stalking, child abuse (well kinda but more mentioned as a possibility than anything else), semi unrequited love, verbal and physical fighting, mentions of nudity. Please let me know if I missed anything!

Author’s Note: Chan’s such a good boy in this series tbh i love it. I hope you do too! His story will have two parts! This is part one!

Please remember that all of these chapters and the content within them are a work of fiction! They’re just for fun/entertainment!

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Chan and his brother’s were outside playing a game of soccer when he felt it. He wasn’t really sure what it was exactly, but he knew that it was… different from anything he had ever felt before, in the best possible way. He took one sniff of the air around him and he knew: he had finally found you.

So he stopped mid-game just as he was about to block what ended up being a goal kicked to him by Junhui and simply walked in the direction in which your scent was coming from, confusing the hell out of his older brothers.

He didn’t have to walk for long, just down the street really. That’s where he saw you for the first time, grabbing a heavy cardboard box from a moving truck and attempting to move it into the home in their neighborhood that had been left vacant for far too long.

When he gazed upon you for the first time, it was as if his entire world stopped turning. It felt like all the gravity had been sucked out of the sky and the only thing keeping him from floating into oblivion was you, his mate.

Your face was so perfect, Chan figured any girl around you must’ve hated you for making them look worse than they usually did. Your skin was a tanned color and it was nearly flawless. In fact, he couldn’t see any imperfections visible to his immaculate vision.

You were also quite short, he couldn’t help but think you’d be just the right height for him to rest his head on top of yours and hug you from behind. Everything about you called to him so loudly, he couldn’t help but stare in awe of you.

He was so busy thinking about how gorgeous you looked with your super long hair in expertly crafted braids that he hadn’t even realize just how much you were struggling with your task.

If Chan had been more in his usual headspace, he would’ve immediately ran to your side to take the package from you with ease to prevent you from having to work so hard. But he wasn’t in his usual headspace having had just imprinted suddenly on you and all.

You still managed to put the remaining box inside, you just had to close the front door shut with your foot.

When he saw you, he knew he was hooked. He knew he had to get to you again. He had to get closer to you. He had to see you and he had to see you soon or he thought he’d go crazy.

But Seungcheol insisted he should wait until you were more ‘settled in’ to your new home before he went and bombarded you with declarations of love and affection.

It made him sad to think he had to wait a few days before he could actually even introduce himself to you, but he did it anyways because he knew that his Alpha was right and that you probably needed some time to adjust.

So he stayed on the couch underneath the big window next to the pack’s front door, hoping he’d be able to at least catch a glimpse of you while he gave you space.

As the days passed by, he waited. He waited. And waited. And waited some more. He waited so long that his place on the couch now had nearly a permanent imprint of his body.

Seungcheol said he should give you at least three days so you could unpack some of your things and familiarize yourself with your shared neighborhood. So that’s what he agonizingly waited for to pass and when that three days was up, he could hardly contain his excitement. Waiting for you felt like an eternity to the pup.

That’s how he found himself in his current situation: with Seungcheol and Joshua by his side as they walked up to your front door with a plate of cookies Mingyu had made specially for the occasion of introducing some of the most charismatic of their pack to you and rang the bell.

After hearing some slight movement from behind the great wooden barrier, they were swiftly met with your elegant tiny little figure dressed in what he could only assume was your country of origin’s national dress.

“H-Hello! Can I- Can I help you?” You stuttered cautiously, seemingly out of breath at the same time.

Chan couldn’t help but stare at you. Before he had only got to look at you from a far a distance, but now you were right in front of him. You were even more beautiful than he remembered. He was starstruck.

Quickly realizing that the maknae was in his own world, Seungcheol decided to speak up, “Hello! Sorry to bother you, but we just wanted to come bring you some cookies to welcome you to the neighborhood now that you’ve gotten a bit more settled!”

A gorgeous smile was brought to your face once you realized the boys were only just trying to be polite. It was just in your nature to be cautious after… certain things happened in your life. But the sweet boys standing in front of you didn’t need to know that.

“Well that’s very good-natured of you!” You held your hand out for somebody to shake, to which Seungcheol returned the gesture and locked grips with yours, “My name is ____. Though everyone really only calls me ___!”

Seungcheol gave a warm grin back, “My name’s Seungcheol,” The alpha said as he pointed more towards himself, “This is Joshua,” He declared then pointed at the other older boy, to which Josh responded with a kind “nice to meet you” and shook your hand accordingly.

“And this awkward kid…” Cheol said as he pushed Chan forward gently to nudge him towards you, “Is our baby Channie” He pinched the pup’s cheeks playfully, snapping Chan out of his trance to retort his statement and to snatch his hand away from his face with a smack to the elder’s forearm.

“Hey! I am not a baby! I’m perfectly adult, thank you very much.” He huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest like a child, causing you to giggle out the sweetest sound Chan had ever heard, in amusement at the young boys theatrics.

“Well it’s very lovely to make your acquaintance gentlemen!” You declared with a slight Sourhern Asian accent behind your tone, indicating that there was a good chance you weren’t actually from Korea.

Though the boys could’ve understood that based on your appearance and the rather fancy clothing and jewelry you were wearing.

“We hope you’re settling in well! And that you like Chocolate chip!” Joshua exclaimed while holding out the plate for you to take, which you did with a grateful smile. “We weren’t really sure what to make since we don’t know anything about you, so we hope they’re alright.” He admitted semi-sheepishly, though the American boy was never anything but confident.

“Oh yes! Chocolate is quite alright, and very delicious at that! I very much appreciate the kind gesture. It has definitely been a change of scenery from where I am originally from, in the most positive way of course!”

It wasn’t completely easy for them to pick up on what you were saying. You accent was rather thicker now that you were using words that weren’t common phrases in Korean.

And, while it seemed like you spoke Korean actually rather fluently, much to their surprise, it also seemed like you had learned a different dialect than they were used to and that you used words far more advanced than the average vocabulary they were used to. You were also speaking much more formally than the everyday Korean would.

So all the boys had to really think about what you were saying for a moment before they could respond. You seemed to pick up on the confusion shared by all three of the boys as you hurriedly spoke again.

“My apologies! I’m not… used to speaking Korean too often yet. It wasn’t spoken much in the last region we lived in so our fluency is a bit… how you say- strange? I still have a lot to learn, we both do really…”

We lived? Our fluency? And what exactly did you mean by you both have a lot to learn? The two boys could practically see the gears turning in Chan’s head in worry before the entire conversation was interrupted by the pitter patter of little feet hitting hardwood and a small toddler appeared next to your leg.

The young boy started to pull at your skirt while looking up at you with hazel eyes and began to speak in a foreign language none of the boys could pinpoint.

It wasn’t English, Chinese, or Japanese. Chan knew that because of the frequency in which his brothers spoke them themselves, but it definitely wasn’t any sort of Korean he knew of. He really didn’t think he knew any of the words the child was saying.

In the end, there was only one word that really stuck out to him that he had heard elsewhere before: Mama.

You responded in the same language as you knelt down next to him and sweetly stroked the little one’s black locks in comfort. Then, after conversing with the child once more, you cleared your throat gently and turned your attention back to the wolves, who you had no idea were wolves, in front of you.

You stood back up and presented the boy in front of you, holding his shoulders lovingly, motherly. The sight made Chan’s heart drop to his stomach.

He could only pray what you were going to say next wasn’t what he thought.

“I am sorry about that. We are still working on his mannerisms.” You chuckled airily, giving the boy’s shoulders a knowing squeeze. “This-” You explained as you pointed your attention down towards the child in front of you, “-Is my son, San.”

Oh fuck. Oh fuck fuckety fuck fuck! Son??? Son?? SON???

Chan couldn’t help but shift in his place as he tried to blink away the stinging feeling creeping up on his eyes, something that definitely did not go unnoticed by you, but you just shook it off.

You understood some people, especially younger people, weren’t 100% comfortable being around or dealing with children like you were. So you didn’t take any offense to the young boy’s strange actions. Everyone has their preferences, likes, and dislikes in life. It wasn’t up to you to decide which were right and which were wrong.

“San my love, this is Seungcheol, Joshua, and Channie. Can you say hello and give them a proper greeting for me darling?” You smiled down at San as he looked back up at you in worry.

You nodded your head at him to continue on, signaling it was okay to speak to the people he only knew as strangers.

“Hello… I am San. I am three years old and I like to play with my toys well and practice with my soccer ball.” The little one let out robotically in Korean with a head shake and wave, almost as if he had been rehearsing his introduction for a while.

While the other two males in front of you recognized the cute sign as something you probably had been having him practice to be polite, Chan felt like he was gonna be sick.

He was having a hard time listening to the small child speak. Truthfully, he couldn’t even look at him. He just… couldn’t. He had to look away from him or he’d burst into tears right in front of you, which he knew he definitely couldn’t do. He’d have no way of explaining away his actions to you if he did that.

The older two knew just how hard the sudden revelation must’ve been hitting their youngest brother, but they also knew it wasn’t right to be rude when neither you or your son knew why Chan was being so weird. So they did their best to lighten the mood as much as possible while also keeping the attention off the pup of their pack.

After the two of them exchanged a knowing look, Joshua quickly replied to the kid, “It’s nice to meet you San!” He went down to his eye level to relax him a bit and make him feel heard, “My name is Joshua, but you can call me Josh.”

“Hello Josh!” San waved again at the man in front of him, this time adding a little jump at the end of his greeting.

“You like playing soccer yeah?” The American spoke back as kindly as he could to the little one.

It wasn’t his fault for what was going on after all. He didn’t ask for you to have him with someone that wasn’t Chan. He didn’t ask to be born. And he definitely didn’t ask for his mother to be a werewolf’s mate.

San shook his head yes almost immediately at the mention of familiar words he knew in Korean, soccer being his favorite that he made sure to learn right away to make conversation.

“Yes! Yes very much! I am very good at it!” A happy genuine smile appeared on his little angelic face.

The kid was adorable. Chan could hear it even though he had, for the most part, checked out of the conversation as soon as you said the word son.

He was trying hard to look at what was going on in front of him. But he couldn’t. Not when his hopes of being with you just basically decimated right before his very eyes because you already had a family that didn’t include him.

Of course, his pain didn’t mean he could wish away the vision from the corner of his eye. Your son’s chubby dimpled cheeks and starry glistening eyes were hard to not see. How could someone so sweet be the cause of such sorrow unknowingly?

Joshua chuckled calmly at the young one’s boldness, “Well you know, me and my friends play all the time at our house, but we’re not very good yet. Maybe you and your mommy can come show us how it’s done like a pro sometime yeah?”

“Yes! Yes! I’d like that very much please!” He stomped his feet cutely in excitement at the thought of finally being able to play the game with someone other than you.

Joshua returned his enthusiasm, “Well alright then! Stop by anytime for a match alright?”

The third eldest in the pack held up his hand for a high five that the chubby faced boy hurriedly returned.

He was pulled back up straight by his Alpha, who gave you a quick “it was lovely meeting you but we should go start dinner now” before exchanging pleasantries with you and dragging both other boys along with him back home.

You and San waved goodbye to them as they walked out of your view, a sight that made Chan’s stomach churn and caused him to drop his gaze to the ground.

On the way all back, silence settled in through most of the walk. After all, what could either of the boys really say to help Chan feel better? They weren’t sure if there was anything that would be able to help him at this point.

But still, Seungcheol couldn’t help but to ask to see how the baby of their pack was holding up, “Are you okay Channie?”

After a sniffle was heard, Chan responded, “I- I don’t know. W-What am I supposed to do now?”

Joshua shrugged his shoulders back casually, “Try to get her to love you I guess.”

“B-But she has a kid?” The pup of the pack finally looked up from his feet and to his brothers.

They could see the water brimming his waterlines as he clearly held back his tears with all the small amount of might he had left in him after his introduction with you.

“So? Lots of people have kids, are you really gonna ignore your instincts because she’s a mom?” Seungcheol smacked the back of the younger wolf’s head, attempting to knock some sense into him.

Chan thought about it for a moment as they continued walking. WOULD he ignore his instincts and potentially die just because you already have a son?

The more he questioned himself in his head, the more he realized how absolutely stupid he was being. So what if you had a kid, he loved kids and he knew he’d do anything for you already, even if that meant raising another man’s child. Hell, he already knew he’d be a kick ass dad, why not start with your son?

So what if you were probably a few years older than him, age was just a number and the only thing that mattered to him was that you loved him. He could do it, he knew he could. And he was determined from then on to prove it to you.

He was sure that he didn’t make a good first impression being all sulky and whiny in front of you, but hey, he couldn’t help that his inner wolf was dying at the idea of you being with someone else. He’d be able to explain one day what happened when he thought you could handle his secret.

He refused to give up. Not if it meant he still even had the slightest chance of you accepting him.

“Uh guys…” Joshua trailed, “If I were you, I wouldn’t be so worried about her having a kid… I’d be more worried about… the other thing…”

“What other thing?” Both the oldest and the youngest of the boys asked in unison.

“You mean… you didn’t catch it…?” The American reiterated, questioning them as if whatever he was talking about was an obvious thing.

“Catch what Shua?” Seungcheol tilted his head at his brother.

“Well then maybe I’m wrong… I don’t know… But I thought I smelt… Well I THOUGHT I smelt another wolf.”

Chan’s heart all but fell to his stomach. He was so busy focusing on the fact that you had a kid he hadn’t taken a very good sniff of his, or rather your, surroundings. He didn’t recall smelling anything around him out of the ordinary so he figured his pack mate must have been mistaken.

That is, until Seungcheol stopped dead in his tracks, “Oh Fuck.” He monotonously let out, turning his attention to Chan immediately with solemn eyes.

“Oh fuck! What am I gonna do??? She has a kid AND another mate? Why does the fucking universe hate me THIS fucking much!?!?!” Chan exclaimed as he threw himself back on his bed with wet eyes while speaking with his Alpha.

But Seungcheol wasn’t sure what to do either. He honestly didn’t even know how his little brother was still standing honestly because, if it were him, he’d probably already have thrown himself off a roof by now with the latest facts that had been brought to light.

Everyone in the pack now knew about you. Everyone knew Chan’s predicament and everyone felt sorry for him. No one knew what could be done about the situation.

If you had another mate, what were the chances you’d leave him for the pup when your son could’ve been the other mate’s? Why would you leave the possible father of your child for a barely adult wolf who just imprinted on you?

Even if he had no clue how to make the situation better for him, Seungcheol still felt it was his duty to at least try to make his youngest brother feel better, “Don’t worry Channie.” He tried as he lightly patted the distressed boy on the shoulder, “We’ll figure it out! I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for why she smelt like that.” The alpha attempted to give his packmate some small hope, “I mean, do you know how RARE it is for someone to have TWO wolves imprint on them? You’d have a better chance of getting struck by lightening man!” Seungcheol finished with a dry chuckle, trying to bring a bit of humor into the uncomfortable situation.

He knew the older boy was right. There were a hundred different reasons as to why you smelt like another wolf, it didn’t just necessarily mean that you were already taken. You could’ve just as easily had gone to a store and gotten too close to one, or worked with one and not known.

Just because you smelt like one, doesn’t mean you had one near you everyday. And it certainly didn’t mean you had another mate. He just had to keep telling himself that rather than just think the worst immediately.

After all, what other choice did he have but to look at the bright side and be optimistic?

He knew he would eventually figure it out, Seungcheol told him to be patient and give it time. But Chan never was one for patience, or time for that matter. He had to see you again, even if he didn’t know what he’d do once he saw you.

Even if he didn’t have any sort of logical plan, he had to. It was like his skin was crawling every second he didn’t have you near him. Every inch of his body ached to see you smile, to hear your laugh, just once.

That’s how he again found himself in a rather peculiar situation.

He couldn’t find any excuse to see you in person or face to face, so he had to improvise. He circled your house when you and San had gone out for groceries to find some sort of access point he could check on you with without you noticing he was actually there. Granted, he knew it was a dumb idea, but again, imprinting made wolves do stupid shit.

Chan just needed to know you were alive and well every now and then. In his quest, he noticed that your son’s room had a window just out of his sight in his human form that lead to your wooded backyard.

And that’s how he was now watching you sing the little one to sleep from a tree line in the distance in his wolf form, praying that no one in your house could actually sense him the way he could sense you.

For a second, Chan could’ve swore for a split second that San had actually looked out the window in surprise when he had sneezed from allergies. But that was ridiculous, he was only a baby. He wouldn’t have had any signs of being a wolf yet even if he was supposed to be one one day.

You both looked so peaceful. You seemed so exhausted with your messy hair and tired smile. Yet you somehow still managed to look unbelievably gorgeous as you kissed your boy goodnight, fixed your outfit, and began cleaning the tots room by putting toys away into his little toy chest.

He wished he could’ve stayed there forever to watch you finish putting together your son’s room, but Jeonghan eventually came and pulled him back home. They couldn’t risk anyone possibly seeing him and outing the pack to everyone.

But he’d be back. Until he could figure out how to approach you and explain everything to you, he’d always be back. Because at the end of everyday day he had to make sure you were safe. He promised to protect you, no matter what. No matter the cost.

San always insisted on you singing him songs from home in your native language to put him to sleep. They made him feel safe and secure and, after everything that’s happened to him so far, you did your absolute best to make sure that he felt that as often as possible.

He was acting a little… strange earlier. Jetting his head to the side to stare out the window when nothing was there at random. It ran chills down your spine. But you did your best to brush it off for his sake. He was just a toddler after all, he didn’t really understand your fears. At least, you thought he didn’t.

You were singing him a song about fallen soldiers from the war your country had been suffering for nearly 50 years now when, out of the corner of your eye, you saw something glisten from the tree line outside San’s window.

Your heart dropped to your stomach as your wording faltered while you continued to stare off out the window, something your son noticed right away…

“Mommy? What’s wrong? Did he find us again??” He looked up at you, sitting up with panic already arising in his little eyes. It was enough to make your heart crack in two.

You didn’t want him to worry, you didn’t want him to be in your constant state of fear, so you did your best to shake the dreaded thoughts out of your mind and laugh a bit in relief, “N- No my love. Don’t worry, it’s not that. I- I just lost my train of thought is all. You know how ditzy I can be!”

This seemed to put him at ease a bit, but you knew that his brain wouldn’t be shutting off for the rest of the night, he’d be too scared. You couldn’t blame him, you were just as petrified.

So you ended up sleeping with him in his room again that night, just as you had the night before, and the night before that, and the week before that too. Not that you actually ended up sleeping, you were too wired with terror. So you opted to wait till your baby fell asleep, slipped out of his bed, and began organizing his new room.

You knew you should’ve held yourself together more, and usually you did when you were with him, but you were on the edge of your seat at all times now. Every little sound or sudden movement terrified the shit out of you. Every gust of wind could be him charging at you, every shadowy figure could be him hiding in the distance waiting to strike, every little creak of wood could be him waiting for you.

If it was just you, you would’ve just let him take you already, you would’ve already given up because you were absolutely exhausted. The constant name/language changes and moving country to country had you feeling as if you were an 80 year old woman. You weren’t. You hadn’t even hit 30 yet, but running for your life has a way of catching up with people. At the current point in your life, you were sure you looked even worse than you felt.

And to top it all off, your son was starting to remember more and more as he grew older, he knew that you weren’t just playing around when you moved anymore. He knew that the little “we’re going on a little adventure baby”s were just your way of trying not to frighten him now.

He knew now that, if you didn’t flee everytime he found you or caught wind of where you could be, that you would both end up dead. You prayed his fears were just more from your anxiety and didn’t actually stem from him. But that was wishful thinking.

It hurt your heart to see him so grown up at such a young age. You wanted him to be able to run around and play and make friends, but you couldn’t risk someone finding out about your background. You didn’t know how deep his roots in each country truly were, you couldn’t take the chance just because you wanted your son to be happy. You’d rather have him breathing.

When you looked out the window again as San finally drifted off to sleep, the shimmer seemed to have disappeared. Part of you was relieved that, at least you didn’t get attacked tonight. But the logical part of you knew the odds of you still being safe now were slim. You made a mental note to phone your brother in the morning to let him know what you saw.

When you needed most of your family before, they shunned you. In your culture, it was frowned upon to leave your husband, no matter the circumstances. The women were always expected to just sit down, shut up, and be subservient. And for the most part you were, that didn’t stop your ex from beating the shit out of you every night though.

When you got pregnant, that was the final straw for you. You refused to let your child grow up in a world where he could get his head bashed in just for not clearing his plate at dinner or for accidentally spilling a drink. No child should have to grow up in that fear.

It didn’t help that your ex-husband was a werewolf, most of your entire village was. Your people had a tradition of young arranged marriages. They didn’t believe in mates or anything like that. Though they knew about them, they just thought the idea of a soulmate was pointless and honestly, so did you at the time.

You weren’t a wolf, you were just a normal girl who wanted to start a family. You agreed to the marriage to achieve your goal and you got stuck with the absolute worst inhuman for a partner a person could have.

Your ex was stronger than the average man was and you didn’t want your son, who would no doubt be a wolf in the future (he was already starting to show the signs), to have him as an influence.

You didn’t want San to look up to him as a fatherly figure. You wanted him to grow up thinking a man should be honorable and loyal, kind and selfless. You wanted him to believe a man should be kind to the woman he loved, that he should give her kisses and hugs, not punches and bashes. So you decided you couldn’t stay with your ex.

And, though you tried to get help from your family, they didn’t want to listen. Your brother was one of the very select few family members who believed you on what was happening and he helped you and San get out. Now you called him whenever you were worried. He could track him after all, you couldn’t. You just hoped that when you called him this time, it would be for a false alarm, not for a rescuing.

(Edited 10/20/22)

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Growing A Garden

Prompt: Flowers | AO3 link here | Happy HitsuHina Week! @hitsuhina-week 🌹🌺🌻🌼🌷🥀💐

Hitsugaya tries to keep his strides light and slow. He’s not in a hurry, in fact, he’s taking his time, but he glances at his watch (a gift from Kurosaki Ichigo which has alarm function for his naps), and he flash-steps all the way inside Division Five.

He knows her desk and locates it the moment he announces his arrival, but she is nowhere to be found. Other division members are already accustomed to his erratic visits, and thankfully, do not question his purpose. As he comes closer, he sees the snow globe on top of neatly piled folders, and he lets out a giggle (well he is alone anyway) – she uses his gift as paperweight. He smugly puts a single sheet of paper on the existing stack and leaves a small bunch of purple asters on the side.

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The following week, he brings over her favorite tea in a thermos, but again, he doesn’t find her. Shinji sure keeps her busy with administrative duties. The stack of folders is thinner now compared to his previous visit and he sighs in envy because Rangiku cannot keep up with this level of paperwork. He leaves the container in the middle along with a pink camellia bloom.

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He goes to her first in the morning before going to his own headquarters, a bento box in his hand. She told him she was busy last weekend, and he figured she might be too busy this week as well to eat breakfast. There are some early risers in the dojo, and they nod to him in recognition as he passes their seemingly ghost town halls. Her office is still dark when he arrived. Fortunately, he carries a spare key with him and opens the door and eventually, the windows too. Sunlight starts to flood in, and he imagines her back hunched on her desk, a hot cup of tea on her favorite saucer, and the rays striking the strands of her hair.

He takes out a daisy from inside his coat and leaves it on top of the bento box along with a note written with amanatto!!

He is almost out of the gate when Hirako Shinji catches sight of him. “Captain Hitsugaya, what brings you here?”

“Just dropping something for your vice-captain,” Hitsugaya readily replies, and he catches himself. “It was an admin request which Rangiku missed to relay. Since I’m on my way to HQ, I thought to do the errand.”

Shinji’s brow raises. “I see. Thanks for looking out for our division then.”

Hitsugaya doesn’t wait for further remarks and shunpo-es his way out of the conversation, clearly knowing that Shinji knows his division hq is at the opposite end of Seireitei.

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He finally meets her for a dinner after two weeks, and she’s far from disheveled. In fact, she looks like she’s well-rested and not drowning in lieutenant duties.

“Are you sure Shinji is not overworking you?” he asks dubiously.

She takes out a piece of dango from his plate and shakes her head with mouth full. “Oh did you know, it looks like Hiyori is pursuing him now.”

“Oh? How the turns have tabled.”

“Where did you pick that up?” Momo laughs, almost choking on the dango she is still munching on.

“Who else? Matsumoto of course.” He gives the last of his dango to her, aiming for her plate initially, but she opens her mouth wide and despite his intense blushing, he manages to feed her the morsel of food.

“Thanks, Shiro-chan,” she chirps through her chewing.

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It is unfortunate that he will be gone for a few days to visit Karakura town, but he still wants to continue slipping her flowers on her desk. He decides to enclose pressed gardenia flowers in a number of empty brown envelopes, and he doesn’t mark them with her name, afraid it might give his intention away too soon. He calls one of his lieutenants and gives him instructions, saying the envelopes are high priority.

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Once he is back in Soul Society, Hitsugaya decides to give the next batch of flowers to Momo himself, face-to-face. He sneakily buys a bouquet of daffodils from his go-to florist, but someone recognizes him.

“Ooooh, going somewhere, Captain?” Rangiku croons. “Can I accompany you please?”

“No.” Hitsugaya is slightly pissed, but Rangiku is a good wing woman. “Okay, maybe you can.”

“Sweet. I actually borrowed Karin’s camera. You won’t mind if I capture Momo’s reaction with this, right?”

“Ugh, shut up Matsumoto.”

“Come on, Captain.”

They continue to bicker like this until they arrive at the Fifth Division. There’s something different today since the bouquet is too big and the color too striking that it catches the attention of the nearby Shinigami.

They think they’re too slick but they’re following us obviously. What a drag. Hitsugaya is starting to regret his decision to publicly declare his….love????

The thought paralyzes him, and he stands shaking in front of Momo’s office. He can feel Rangiku’s incessant taps on his shoulder, but he doesn’t notice her.

“Rangiku! Shiro-chan! You’re back!” Her voice fills the halls, and his head turns the other way, seeing Shinji approaching instead with the biggest grin on his face.

“What are you doing in front of Captain Shinji’s office, Shiro?” Momo asks. His face pales in confusion, and Rangiku snaps a shot.

“So you’re my secret admirer, Hitsugaya?” Shinji asks, laughter bubbling in between his words. “I knew it was weird for Hiyori. She knows I don’t like amanatto or tea.”

“Oh my god, you’ve been sending flowers to the wrong desk,” Rangiku adds. Click, click, click. One for each of their reactions while she tries to keep herself calm.

This doesn’t help at all and Hitsugaya stays frozen in spot with the brightest bouquet of flowers. “Huh? But that’s your desk….and the snow globe….”

“Ah, we temporarily exchanged offices because Captain Shinji has mountains of documents that I needed to organize,” Momo supplied for him. She flashes him her most apologetic smile, afraid that she missed out this detail when they met for dinner last time. “So…you’ve been giving flowers?”

Shinji and Rangiku both erupt in laughter, much to Hitsugaya’s disdain. They will never let him live this dow. Momo chuckles to herself and pries the bouquet gently out of his hands. “I guess this is rightfully mine?”

Click. Rangiku captures the shot.

Language of flowers based on this website. Aster – symbol of love, daintiness; Pink camellia – longing for you; Daisy – innocence, loyal love; Gardenia – secret love; Daffodil – unequalled love 🥺

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