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April 12, 2021: Mrs. Doubtfire (1992) (Recap)

Hey, Robin Williams. Been a while.

I’m sorry that I haven’t watched your movies for a while, and that I always skip your comedy stand-up when my phone’s on shuffle. I just...let me explain. Since I was a kid, you were one of my favorite entertainers. That might as well have started the day I was born, because...well, we share a birthday, fun fact. But it definitely continued with the first movie I ever saw in theatres.

While I don’t quite remember the first time I saw it, Aladdin was one of my favorite childhood movies, and I knew that you were the voice of the Genie from an early age. You might have actually been the first actor I ever knew by name. Which makes sense, because your stardom during the ‘90s was nearly unparalleled.

The next film I remember seeing (and hearing) you in was Ferngully: The Last Rainforest. That also starred Tim Curry, who would also be a major figure of my childhood. It also wasn’t the best movie, in hindsight, but it is the only time I’ve heard you rap since.

But eventually, I watched your forays into live-action, too. Jumanji, Hook, even the objectively bad Flubber, are all movies that I vividly remember watching during childhood. I was really excited for Flubber, even, and I LOVED Jumanji growing up. I liked Hook, too, but I appreciated that more as I got older.

Of course, during this time period, you also made less family-friendly films. The Fisher King, Good Will Hunting, Dead Poets Society, Good Morning Vietnam, and What Dreams May Come were all very successful, and cemented your reputation as an actor. I also haven’t seen any of them. In fact...I don’t think I’ve seen any of your dramatic roles, and that’s something that I’ll fix this year. Hell, in a few days, I’ll watch The Birdcage, another of your big hits of the ‘90s.

But why haven’t I seen them up to now? Well...I was going to watch these films, about seven years ago. But...I haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. Because it hurts. A lot.

I know that this is a downer, but my relationship with Robin Williams today is tainted by his tragic death. I was fucking BROKEN when his death was announced, and I really haven’t been able to watch him since. I’ve seen Aladdin recently, but that’s about all I could stand to watch. I mean, the guy shares a birthday with me! I’ve always loved his comedy stylings, and his improvisational skills are something I’ve internalized to a certain degree.

So, yeah. This one’s tough. But, it’s about time I moved on, and celebrated the man’s career for what it was: stellar. And that also brings up an important question, that some of you have probably asked by now:

HOW HAVE I MISSED MRS. DOUBTFIRE, WHAT THE FUCK

I KNOW I KNOW OK?

Look, I’m not entirely sure how I haven’t seen this movie, because I’m MORE than aware of it! I remember it airing during the ‘90s, my Dad AND girlfriend love this movie, and I know FOR A FACT that my family owned both the DVD AND THE VHS of this movie! So, how? HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN IT BY NOW?

I honestly have no idea, but let’s fix it now, huh? Yet one more man-dresses-as-woman movie this month! And no, I am not watching White Chicks...because I’ve already seen White Chicks. Also, it’s...problematic.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap

Daniel Hillard (Robin Williams) is a voice-actor, and a good one. Which, given that it’s Robin Williams, isn’t entirely inaccurate. He’s also a voice actor with a spine, as he morally objects to a scene in the cartoon that he’s performing for, in which the main character smokes. By the way, I’m 99% sure that this cartoon is animated by Chuck Jones, and it looks well-made.

Anyway, this leads to him quitting the cartoon altogether, and allows him to pick up his kids early from school. These kids are Lydia (Lisa Hykub), Chris (Matthew Lawrence), and Natalie (Mara Wilson), and it’s Chris’ 12th birthday. Daniel arranges a...surprisingly large party, given that it’s completely impromptu, and it comes with a petting zoo and complete trappings. However, it’s not a party of which his wife will approve.

This wife is Miranda (Sally Field), a successful architect and the breadwinner of the family. After getting a call from the neighbor about the party, she comes home and busts the outrageous party. And for the record, I’m entirely on Miranda’s side here. This party is INSANE, and very irresponsible, given the fact that Daniel currently has no job. And yeah, he’s a very loving father, and a good person, but...it’s too much.

Miranda feels the same, and after 14 years of frustration, she realizes that she no longer loves Daniel. In a genuinely sad scene, she tells him that she wants a divorce. And she goes through with it MUCH to Daniel’s detriment. He has no home, as he’s staying with his brother, Frank (Harvey Fierstein) and his partner Jack (Scott Capurro). He also still has no job, meaning that he has no way to provide for his children. This means that he has no ability to provide, and the judge awards Miranda full custody. Oof.

However, this is a conditional arrangement, as another hearing for joint custody will be held in 3 months, and if Daniel can get a home and job in that time, he has a chance. He performs a litany of voices and impressions with his court liason, Mrs. Sellner (Anne Haney), which amuses me, but not her, and he gets a job in order to be with his kids for more than one day a week.

Meanwhile, Miranda IMMEDIATELY starts dating fellow designer and old flame Stuart Dunmeyer (Pierce Brosnan), like, almost before Daniel leaves the house. He bids a heartfelt goodbye to his kids, with the promise that he’ll see them on Saturdays. And now begins the absolute hatred and petty bitchiness of Daniel and Miranda! Seriously, it’s...it’s fucking terrible, and it takes away from my sympathy from either side. I get that divorce is rough and ugly, but GODDAMN, neither of them perform the act with any form of tact or grace.

This is put on display during the kids’ visitation to Daniel’s semi-crappy new apartment, which doesn’t even seem that bad, to be honest. Miranda dropped them off late and picked them up early, as if to slowly starve Daniel of time with his kids, which is extraordinarily shitty of her, fuck me. Daniel’s not taking it well, understandably, but then does something...really dumb, when you think about it.

See, Miranda’s looking for a nanny, to help watch the kids and clean the house during the week. Daniel volunteers his services, which is actually a good idea, but Miranda says she’ll think about it, which we ALL know means no. I DO NOT like Miranda, even if I understand the initial reasons for the divorce. She’s being especially spiteful, and it’s not a good look.

Daniel’s stupid idea, though, is to change the phone number on the ad for the nanny, which Miranda shows him before she takes the kids. Instead, he calls her number, and pretends to be various terrible applicants, until finally supplying his own applicant: the completely fictional Euphegenia Doubtfire (Daniel Hillard).

Daniel plays Mrs. Doubtfire as an elderly British woman, and a seasoned nanny in her day. Which is why it’s weird to me that, when he does to Frank and Jack to help him make an elaborate disguise as Mrs. Doubtfire, that they go through various other impressions and get-ups. Which, yes, is goddamn hilarious, but also makes NO SENSE, given that they’ve already established her character to Miranda. Funny, but nonsensical.

But, regardless, Euphegenis Doubtfire comes into being, and introduces herself to Miranda and the kids. Mrs. Doubtfire is exactly what Miranda’s looking for, although the kids aren’t exactly overjoyed, ESPECIALLY the oldest, Lydia. Also, during this first meeting, Miranda openly bad-mouths Daniel in front of the kids, in just the WORST fuckin’ way. I genuinely dislike Miranda A LOT. Again, the divorce was certainly justified, but I REALLY don’t like her. Daniel loves his kids, and they’re HIS kids, TOO. Stop using them as weapons against him, OOOOOOOOOOOH I DON’T LIKE MIRANDA

Anyway, that evening, after she’s officially been hired by Miranda, Mrs. Doubtfire heads home, only to find court liason Mrs. Sellner waiting to speak with Daniel. After a litany of puns, and a humorous changing scene, Daniel accidentally throws the Mrs. Doubtfire mask out of the window, and is forced to improvise through equally humorous circumstances. Hence, the above meringue mask scene. Has anybody tried that, by the way? Could that work as a groundbreaking beauty technique? Or would the sugar just feed the skin bacteria and give you acne? Genuinely curious.

Now going between his job as Daniel and the nanny job as Doubtfire, Daniel’s not doing too badly for himself. The nanny job begins, and Mrs. Doubtfire IMMEDIATELY contrasts with Daniel, creating a disciplinarian atmosphere in place of Daniel’s formerly loosey-goosey attitude. Which is interesting, and it works! I mean, it’s not how I would parent, but it does work. Doubtfire makes the kids to their homework, rather than watch TV, and then attempts to make dinner. Instead, though, the dinner’s ruined, and Daniel orders takeout and makes it LOOK like homemade food. And it looks good, too! Daniel’s full of hidden talents.

After dinner, as Mrs. Doubtfire’s leaving, Lydia apologizes for backtalking her earlier, and thanks her for making her mom happy with everything she did that evening. he also says that she’s still a bit messed up about her dad being gone. And yeah, it’s sweet-but-sad.

Going forward (and in a montage set to Aerosmith’s Dude Looks Like a Lady), Mrs. Doubtfire takes care of the family, and Daniel even betters himself to become a better Mrs. Doubtfire. Which...to be honest, Daniel REALLY should’ve done this before. I get that he needed the pressure of losing the kids to do this, but...look, Daniel really wasn’t that responsible of a parent, and the fact that THIS is how he learns to be so is...not great. Like, here’s an example, OK: take Donald Trump.

Yeah, I know, what’s this politics doing in my peanut butter? And WOW, that reference is older than me, but anyway. Let’s say that, in two years, a new politician comes on the scene, and her name is Karyn Walldottir. She has somewhat centrist views, and behaves in a way that’s inclusive to the majority, and backs up her claims and promises with evidence (at least true enough for us to suspend our disbelief). This is, of course, Donald Trump disguised as a woman in order to gain custody of the United States of America again. Naturally.

Karyn Walldottir gets elected in 2024, and all of her policies are markedly different from Trump’s and Biden’s, but leaning closer to Biden in progressive standpoints (assuming that that worked for him come 2024). While Trump is doing this specifically to be president again, he ends up revising his personal policies, and being a better person and president for the country. A literal impossibility, I know. But suspend your disbelief to ask this question:

WHY THE FUCK WOULDN’T HE DO THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE? IT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE!

OK, now that that dumbass (and mildly horrifying) thought process is concluded, let’s get back to Mrs. Doubtfire. In the process of Mrs. Doubtfire’s ingratiation with the family, Miranda’s been dating Stu, whom Mrs. Doubtfire subtly insults when they meet. And yeah, Daniel’s being a little petty here, but it makes a bit of sense at least.

That night, after an accidental intrusion by Chris when Mrs. Doubtfire is going to the bathroom, Daniel’s basically forced to tell Chris and Lydia his little secret, which Lydia’s happy about, but Chris is understandably weirded out about. But, they agree to keep the secret from their mom and younger sister.

At his OTHER job, delivering film reels from a TV station, he witnesses the filming of an extremely boring kids educational TV show, and comments as such to another man watching. As he quickly learns, this is the owner of the station, Jonathan Lundy (Robert Prosky), on whom Daniel makes a good impression.

In the meantime, Mrs. Doubtfire has a talk with Miranda about their love lives, real and fictional. Daniel realizes how badly Miranda had been suffering in their marriage, which she never told him because...well, he never seemed to take anything seriously. Which is entirely fair...but this is why Miranda’s a tricky-ass character. She’s got two sides: there’s the justified caring mother and strong woman, and there’s the PETTY ASSHOLE who genuinely doesn’t care about Daniel or his feelings AT ALL. Jesus.

And Stu...look, Stu is LITERALLY a Gary Stu, who’s mostly perfect. Sure, he’s not always been that way, but he definitely is now! He’s responsible, wealthy, in love with Miranda AND her kids. And yeah, at a country club that he’s a member of (OF COURSE he is), he privately badmouth Daniel in front of Mrs. Doubtfire, calling him a loser, and...yeah, he’s not really unjustified in that statement. Fact of the matter is, Stu is barely even a plot device.

Meanwhile, in Daniel’s day job, he finds himself alone in the studio, where the toy dinosaurs from the TV show are still sitting on the table. He plays with them, gives them voices, sings some songs, and impresses Mr. Lundy, who’s there in the shadows after all that. He’s impressed, and invites Daniel to dinner to talk about a potential future show at the network.

But then, it’s also Miranda’s birthday coming up, and Stu’s holding a dinner for her, to which Mrs. Doubtfire is invited. Trouble is, it’s at the OH FUCK IT. YOU know what this is. It’s at the same time and place as the Mr. Lund meeting yaddayaddayadda LOOK. We ALL know how this is going to end. It’s the GODDAMN LIAR REVEALED TROPE AGAIN. And here’s the thing:

I FUGGIN’ HAAAAAATE THE LIAR REVEALED TROPE

You know, that thing in movies (especially family movies of the ‘90s) where somebody starts off a situation with a lie, they get deeper and deeper into that lie, grow close to people under false pretenses, and then OH NO! THE LIAR IS REVEALED! And everybody’s angry and/or sad, the liar slumps off, defeated and broken, but then realizes the error of his ways, while everybody else realizes the same thing, and he comes back to vindicate himself, and is welcomed back with open arms. And it introduces unneeded tension AND I HAVE ALWAYS FUCKING HATED IT.

Let’s list the examples, shall we? A Bug’s Life, Aladdin, Mulan, The Road to El Dorado, Chicken Run, How to Train Your Dragon, Klaus, Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted, Megamind (SUBVERSIVE MY ASS), Over the Hedge, Rango, Toy Story, Steven Universe (the whole Pearl/Sardonyx arc, which went on for WAY too long), the list goes on and fucking on. And I GODDAMN HATE IT. Not to say it can’t be done well. Disney actually usually does a pretty good job with it, and Dreamworks uses it A LOT, but almost always pretty well. But sometimes...GOD. Either way, it’s still used FAR too fucking much. And look. Here’s another one. Joy.

Look, at this point...I will freely admit that I'm biased against this trope, but it’s also obvious where this is headed. Basically, Daniel switches back and forth between the dinner with the family, and the dinner with Mr. Lundy. With Mr. Lundy, he gets absolutely SMASHED. Great. Great decision, Daniel.

So, yeah, Mrs. Doubtfire’s also smashed, which is pretty goddamn apparent to them all. At this point, I’m wondering why Daniel, as Mrs. Doubtfire, didn’t just say she was sick as hell, and had to go home. Or, considering the fact that Daniel proposes her as a show idea regardless, the switch wasn’t even necessary! And that means that none of what’s about to happen, happens. Or, here’s a crazy thought, maybe Daniel shouldn’t have POISONED STU’S FOOD WITH CAYENNE PEPPER THAT HE’S ALLERGIC TO!

YEAH! Because that causes Stu to go into anaphylactic shock for a hot sec, causing him to choke. Mrs. Doubtfire does the right thing and gives him the Heimlich maneuver, and in the process, SURPRISE! IT’S BEEN DANIEL ALL ALONG! BUH BUH BUHHHHH DA DA DA DAAAAA DA

Yeah, so Miranda is understandably ENRAGED by this revelation, and it’s all over. Daniel represents himself in court at the custody hearing, but the judge deems his “lifestyle” dangerous for children. Which...yikes, Judge, that statement didn’t age well AT FUCKING ALL. But, given Daniel’s admitted stupidity with this whole idea, he’s not wrong about the dangerous part. But, I have to say, Daniel’s speech in his own defense is nice...although he also says he’s addicted to his children, so let’s throw a second yikes on there for good measure.

The speech moves Miranda...but not enough to prevent Daniel has his custody stripped away from him! GOD THEY BOTH SUUUUUUUUCK. Daniel’s a broken man, and Miranda and the kids are similarly broken without him and Mrs. Doubtfire. However...Daniel’s career isn’t broken AT ALL, as Mrs. Doubtfire is now a kid’s show host! Yeah! And she’s a hit! And again, it brings me to wonder why Daniel DIDN’T APPLY HIS OBVIOUS TALENTS LIKE THIS IN THE FIRST GODDAMN PLACE

Realizing that she made a mistake, she goes to the set during the filming of a show. She congratulates him on the show, and he replies by stating how broken he is now! Thanks, Miranda! Well, after an argument, and after Miranda sees how badly she’s messed up someone she used to care for, they come to an agreement: joint custody. FINALLY GODDAMN IT

And good, because I don’t want them back together. I have to give this film props for that: they acknowledge that these two are NOT good for each other, and they deliver a message in the end: families are families, no matter how they’re shaped. One mom, one dad, uncle or aunt, grandparents, adoption, two separated or divorced parents...oh, also, two dads or two moms. Yeah, that isn’t said in Mrs. Doubtfire’s final monologue, which is odd considering Daniel’s brother and his life partner...but it’s also kid’s TV in the ‘90s, so I guess that sadly makes sense. And with that, and their new family arrangement, Daniel takes his kids on an afternoon out, as himself.

...Look. That’s Mrs. Doubtfire, yaddayaddayadda LOOK. I don’t dislike this movie. In fact, here: have this mini-Review:

Cast and Acting - 9/10: Good, although Brosnan was a little stiff.

Plot and Writing - 5/10: It’s an idiot plot, what can I say? It’s actually based off of a book, which was a surprise to me, but it was adapted by Randi Mayem Singer and Leslie Dixon, and...eh. Still an idiot plot.

Directing and Cinematography - 8/10: It’s Chris Columbus, you get what you get. Definitely has that Home Alone flair to it.

Production and Art Design - 8/10: I mean, yeah, the Doubtfire disguise was good most of the time, but...I dunno, I could still tell it was Robin. But, still, it was good. Took 4 hours of makeup, fun fact.

Music and Editing - 8/10: Music by Howard Shore (ooh, Howard Shore!) was pretty nice, especially the ending theme. Editing by Raja Gosnell was...RAJA GOSNELL???

OH GOD. Yeah, OK, I see what happened here. Also, I didn’t know he was an editor! I just know him as the director of the Scooby-Doo films, Beverly Hills Chihuahua, The Smurfs films, Big Momma’s...

...OK, no, I am not doing Big Momma’s House OR the Madea movies. THE TROPE-BUCK STOPS HERE! I am moving on to something else! But, of course, I have to sum this up in a Review. See you there!

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kristallioness · 4 years

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The guardian lemur

Summary: When Momo starts acting strange around Katara, she turns to Aang for advice.

Word count: 2,544

Author's note: I don't remember whether it was a blog post I saw here, or an online news article I stumbled across.. But, I think it's adorable when sometimes cats can sense if their owners are pregnant, so they become protective of them and start acting motherly towards them (like their natural instincts are kicking in). This cute concept inspired the following story. By the way, my mom has told me stories about how her grandmother (my great-grandmother) used to have a cat who'd catch mice and bring them back into the house and then release them, which infuriated her to no end. So, I guess this tidbit with Momo is inspired by that kitty, who didn't exactly understand how to be a cat. *lol* Anyways, I hope you like it since 'keeping warm' was one of my prompts, which I submitted this year (and it got chosen, yay!). Oh, and a happy beginning to all of you for Kataang Week 2020! *throws glitter and confetti*

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The kitchen was filled with a mixed aroma of seaweed, herbs and noodles, all boiling in hot water. Katara added a pinch of salt into the broth and stirred the liquid with a big wooden spoon before taking a sip. From the corner of her eye, she could see the winged lemur, who'd quietly been sitting next to her feet for the past ten minutes.

"No, Momo. You can't have any until I'm done cooking."

Momo merely scratched the back of his ear with his hind leg, but otherwise didn't budge. Katara did feel bad for not giving him a taste before lunchtime. She wasn't even sure whether lemurs eat noodles, not to mention ones made out of seaweed..

And there it was again, the gentle rubbing against her shins. Momo began circling her legs in an attempt to persuade her to give him something to nibble on. Poor thing must be starving, she thought. If he was trying to make her feel guilty for not feeding him, it worked.

Katara released a heavy sigh and stepped away from the stove for a second, her small buddy padding right after her on the floor. She opened a cupboard door and grabbed the last moon peach from their dwindling fruit supply.

The constant following around nor the tiny gestures of affection weren't the things that had been driving the waterbender crazy. It was their pet's new habit of bringing live prey into the household. Last week, he'd caught dozens of bugs, five mice, three hamsters, two frogs and one unconscious bird.

Aang had nurtured the bird back to health and released it into the wild. The frogs weren't a problem either, so Katara had simply shooed them out of the house and they'd found a cosy habitat in the pond in front of their home. Luckily the bugs were also typical inhabitants on their little island, and the ones Momo brought inside eventually became dinner for the domesticated frogs.

However, it was the rodents who'd soon found their way into the pantry. Within a day, almost half of their pastry supplies were gone. Katara was furious. She had to ask her husband to buy more food from the market, and her brother to come up with ingenious traps to catch the annoying critters without killing them, like Aang had pleaded, before they could destroy their entire food supply, not to mention the vegetables in the greenhouse.

What really got on her nerves were the times the winged lemur would approach her with that proud smile on his face, something apparently dead caught between his small fangs or in between his paws, and release his catch right in front of her feet. Only for her to watch it scurry away before she could even blink, let alone catch it.

"This is the last one. Here you go," Katara said as she squatted down and extended her hand. She felt confused when the lemur pushed it back.

"Don't you want it? C'mon, it's your favourite treee-eat.."

She threw the peach into the hallway like a ball, in hopes that Momo would leave her alone to go fetch it. He did fly out of the kitchen for long enough to let her return to her cooking, but came back with the fruit fully intact between his fangs.

"Well, go on. Eat up!" Katara urged him with a wave of her hand, but Momo let out a disappointed moan and drooped his ears at that. He dropped the peach in his paws and with the utmost care, he pulled off a small piece and offered it to her instead.

"Thanks, Momo, but I'm not craving for a moon peach right now. You can have it."

The lemur hesitated at first, but under her watchful eye, he finally bit into the juicy fruit, allowing her to finish preparing lunch for herself and her husband in peace.

Speaking of peace, Katara couldn't recall the last time she and Aang had been given a moment of privacy in bed for the past couple of weeks. Often times when waking up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water, Katara would discover that she'd inched further away from her partner, due to a scrawny furball who always managed to squeeze himself in between their tummies, no matter the positions they were in. Or if their intimacy wasn't being disturbed, she'd wake up due to the curled up, personalized heater sleeping on her belly whenever she was lying on her back.

Since when had she become a magnet for winged lemurs? Did she smell of something that attracted them to her? Had Momo grown fond of her and simply wished to spend more time by her side instead of hanging out with Aang all the time? Katara had no idea, but all of this was becoming a bit much.

As she poured the steaming seaweed noodles into two bowls, Momo leaped up and landed on her shoulders. He curled his tail around her neck for support, then held a leftover piece of the moon peach in front of her face.

"Oh, alright.." she chuckled, snagging the small piece from his paw and putting it in her mouth.

"Thanks, Momo!"

She scratched him from below the chin with her finger, earning a series of content purrs from the lemur. Once the bowls were full, she was ready to join her husband in the living room.

Aang was leaning on the windowsill, admiring the view of Republic City straight across the bay, when he heard footsteps coming closer.

"Lunch is served!" Katara announced as she joined him. The airbender grinned at the sight of two steaming bowls filled with delicious food, watching how she placed the tray on the coffee table in front of the couch. The smell that accompanied her was mouth-watering.

"Finally! I could eat a whole barrel of noodles by now."

His wife giggled at that comment.

"Well, I hope we didn't keep you waiting for too long."

He walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a loving smile.

"Sweetie, I waited for you for a hundred years. I don't think you could ever top that record again."

Katara laughed wholeheartedly this time, letting him give her a quick kiss on the lips afterwards.

Aang tenderly ran a hand over her slight belly bump before beckoning her to have a seat on the couch with him so they could have lunch together. They both grabbed a bowl, along with a pair of chopsticks, and clinked them together like those snobbish citizens in the Upper Ring of Ba Sing Se would do.

"Dig in!"

While the couple indulged themselves, Momo hopped off Katara's shoulders and disappeared to a different room. She noticed the lemur fly off into the corridor, but didn't pay too much attention to it. At this point, she was grateful for any given moment she could get, just to be alone with her beloved.

"What do you think? Is it too spicy?"

Hailing from the Water Tribe, Katara had grown up with a blander range of foods available in the frozen landscape, with the exception of meat that was either cooked or fried, and seasoned prior to the devouring.

Hence she tried to spice up their plain meals, such as these noodles, by experimenting with adding various spices or herbs. Aang shook his head.

"Nah, I think it's really good. You might wanna go easy on the garlic next time. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't wanna kiss me anymore if my breath stinks."

She laughed when he planted a greasy kiss on her cheek, after which she continued to slurp her own seaweed noodles.

Her attention turned to her feet when she spotted Momo, who'd returned from another one of his adventures. For a second, her heart dropped at the sight of a mouse caught between his teeth. Fortunately, it was just a toy he'd brought along.

"Momo, why are you bringing your stuff here? Do you wanna play?"

The winged lemur jumped up on the couch and supported his front paws on the waterbender's thigh, dropping the toy right into her lap. Katara stared at the fake mouse for a mere second before Momo flew away again.

"Wait! Where are you going? I was gonna play.. with you.."

She sighed, picking the toy up from its string of a tail. Aang could sense her frustration.

"What's wrong?"

Katara put her half-empty bowl on the table and continued to stare at the toy mouse hanging from her fingertips. She twirled the tail around, making the rest of its body spin.

"I don't know. Momo's been acting really strange lately."

"Strange how exactly?"

"He's always following me around and rubbing himself against me. Not to mention he's practically invaded our personal space in bed. I don't need to remind you that he's bringing all kinds of small creatures inside the temple every day.."

Aang's focus shifted from her complaining to the culprit himself. Momo had returned to the living room and he gleefully hopped beside the waterbender, this time dropping his favourite ball in her lap.

"..He brings me food even when I'm not hungry. And now, when I find a place to sit still for a little while longer, he keeps piling some of his toys around me."

Momo tilted his head and stared back at the airbender, almost as if he was trying to communicate with him. Tell him the motives behind his actions and all the mischief he'd caused within the last month. Katara picked up the ball he'd dropped.

"See?.. Aang, are you even listening to me!?"

"Sh-shh!" he hushed her, raising a finger to her lips so she'd quit yammering.

"What?"

He pointed down to her stomach. Both their eyes were fixed on the winged lemur, who lay down in the waterbender's lap and nestled the side of his face against her round belly, one ear covering it like a blanket. Momo looked up at the married couple, then shut his lime green eyes and began purring ever so silently. Aang started laughing, but Katara became even more annoyed.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Oh, Katara.. He can tell when you're in the family way. He's trying to take care of you and the baby in the only way he knows how - by acting as a daddy lemur."

Her face twisted through several expressions of anger, confusion and eventually, realization.

"So, that's what he's been doing this whole time? Tending to me as if I'm an expecting mommy lemur? Which I technically am, except for the lemur part.."

Aang reached his hand out to pet his caring companion. The winged lemur arched his back a bit and nuzzled his face against the fuzzy material of Katara's coat. His purrs become louder with each stroke.

"Momo can sense that there's life growing inside of you, so he's been acting like a proper papa lemur and looking after the unborn child and its mother. That includes bringing you food and stuff to play with to keep you well-fed and entertained."

Katara felt as if he'd opened her eyes to a whole different reality. She never thought that Momo's odd behaviour could be related to the fact that she's pregnant now. The timing fit, and Aang's reasoning explained the weird new habits.

"But, what about the snuggling? Why's he so keen on sleeping on my stomach?"

"He's trying to keep you and the baby warm. Also, since there are a lot of hormonal changes going on with you right now, your body's radiating more warmth in this area," Aang explained by running his hand over her bump, careful not to move the lemur's ear off of it.

"Which means your stomach is the perfect hotspot, literally. You're keeping him warm, too."

"Where did you learn all of that?" Katara wondered, her tone playful and curious at the same time. The cheeks on her husband's face turned crimson and he looked away for a moment, rubbing the back of his bald head awkwardly.

"I might've found some books about pregnancy on the top shelf of the bookcase in your office the last time I was waiting for you to finish work..."

She giggled and rewarded him with a soft peck on the cheek for being so caring and putting in more effort to understand this new "condition" of hers better.

"Thanks, sweetie. I appreciate you looking out for me."

Aang accepted her gratitude with a wide grin, and by snaking an arm around her shoulder to pull her closer. After that, she joined him in stroking the winged lemur, who seemed to be happily napping in her lap.

"Oh, Momo.. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

He looked up at Katara and let out a short disgruntled screech that could've been translated into an 'I told you so'. She laughed at that.

"Oh, okay.. I guess you did tell me. I was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs."

Momo rested his head in her lap again and raised one of his ears above her belly bump.

"Why do you think he does that thing with his ear?" the waterbender wondered out loud, tenderly running her hand over the soft fur on the lemur's head.

"Maybe he's listening to what the little tyke is doing in there. Animals can hear sounds with a much higher frequency. Take my bison whistle, for example. We can't hear anything, but Appa always comes to me when I blow it."

"I doubt that Momo can hear anything else besides my stomach growling. I mean, the baby hasn't even developed a heart yet. Believe me, I've checked.. If anything, he might be able to sense its movements in my womb."

Katara was right. She was barely into the last weeks of her first trimester. As hard as she'd tried, she couldn't detect the baby's heartbeat through her healing abilities yet. And it was too early for it to start kicking her, too.

The only changes she could sense in her body were the slight weight gain, which led to her developing a subtle belly bump. Her breasts had become a bit tender, which meant that making love with Aang at night would be less fun for a while. Not that he wasn't being more gentle with her because of this.. And finally, some unusual cravings, which was probably why she preferred to cook spicier foods recently.

Either way, these slight changes were enough for Momo's paternal instincts to kick in. He rolled over onto his back and let the couple scratch his soft belly instead. The corners of his mouth curled into a content smile as he purred against Katara's tummy.

"Aww! I guess this is kind of endearing. Plus, this way the baby can get acquainted with one of its future furry friends, too. That's right! Yes, you can!" she cooed to the winged lemur, who rubbed himself against her thighs as he twitched with delight at her scratches.

"But no more mice in the house, okay? I'm capable of finding my own food," Katara said with a wave of her finger, to which Momo replied with another chirp. Translation - 'yes, madam'.

#Kataang Week #keeping warm #Kataangtag #Kataang #Aang #Katara #Momo #ATLA and TLOK #my fanfiction #mine #shards of Kristal

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Title: Love, Maybe? {42}

Chris Evans X Reader OFC Vixen Giovanni

Warning: Cursing, Heavy Angst

Word Count: 4.7K

Summary: After a night of drunkenness you wake up next to warm, hot as hell body, a migraine and no memory of the night before. When you come to realize that the hot body belongs to none other than Hollywood’s golden boy Chris Evans you freak out. As events unfold you become even more panicked to find out you got married in your drunken haze. What else is there to do but get it annulled, right? Before walking away, you share one more night of molten kisses and passion. Three years later you are still living with the repercussions of your brash decisions, but the surprises don’t stop there. The past has a way of coming back and have you questioning is this fate that you’ve been running from, hell could it have been love, maybe?

NOTE: **Italic texts is an inner Vixen thought. Bold Italic texts is an inner Chris thought.

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Chapter 42: Down With The Ship

-Vixen-

Thanks to how close opening night was you were busier than ever making sure things were perfect. You checked, double-checked and even triple checked everything, décor, menu, staff, vendors, setting, everything. You left nothing untouched by your meticulous eye and obsessive-compulsive attention. This meant you ate, slept and breathed your restaurant. You were up before sunrise out after breakfast with Ella, gone all day and not back until just before midnight. It was exhausting and you missed spending time with Ella but you were grateful for the distraction.

Before you knew it two weeks had passed since your life imploded. Two weeks since the story of the decade broke. For those two weeks, you were hounded by paparazzi almost everywhere. You were now on their radar and they were learning your moves. You had to be extra careful not to lead them back home to Ella. When Ella went anywhere it was usually with Nexus who was more than happy to play mom. She said it was great practice which made you think that things with Anthony were getting even more serious.

For the two weeks Chris called, but you ignored every one of them. What began as four or five calls a day dwindled to two then one. You still didn’t want to hear anything he had to say. You had way too much going on and you didn’t want to add to your plate. You took a meeting with Charmaine St. John to hear all she had to say then abruptly told her you didn’t want anything from him when she eluded you could get a “nice cut.”

She looked shocked at that. Then when you went on to say you weren’t going to proceed with taking half of everything she almost fell out of her seat. It was clear she was used to dealing with jilted Hollywood wives who felt entitled no matter what and wanted to go down fighting. That wasn’t you. You just wanted peace and quiet. She prepared the paperwork and faxed it to you. It was paperwork you still held on to.

Ella’s inquiries about Chris increased. What was once or twice a day turned into three or four or even five. The numerous facetime calls you’d orchestrated between Ella and Chris didn’t even seem to have mattered. Every time Nex told you it broke you. This was the reason you were apprehensive to involve him in the first place; this was why you worked as hard as you did to keep everything strictly platonic and complication free. For all the work you attempted you’d ended up right where you didn’t want to be.

You heard the bell chime from your phone and checked it to find an email from Kassius. He’d sent the contract proposal from Food Network a few days ago for you to review and go over with your lawyer. When you did it was revealed that they were being very generous, more generous than you suspected they had been to other no-name chefs.

According to Charmaine, they were offering an eighteen months contract for production of a cooking show with a twist that was creatively left up to you. Within the eighteen-month period, there were to be four episodes filmed a month, with smaller recordings they hoped to push for YouTube, and an extension review to be done at the end of the contract period. When it came down to money you were shocked by how many figures you saw. Charmaine told you it was very generous, but you should definitely leap on it.

You were apprehensive because it was rare for them to offer this kind of money to some no-name chef. You suspected and worried that they were showing the “kindness” of their hearts because of everything that was going on and your newly ousted status as Chris Evans’ wife and baby mama. You suspected they wanted to capitalize on it, either way, it was a win/win for them.

“What’s got you so far away?” Your mother approached and sat across from you. You sighed and shook your head.

“Remember that deal with Food Network?”

“Yes, we are all still incredibly proud of you, honey. My god, all your years of work, sleepless nights. I know it has been hard, harder than you let on and I am over the moon for your successes.” You felt the prick of tears. You knew she loved you, you knew she always had your best interest at heart, but this was so nice to hear her praise you rather than berate you for not having a boyfriend let alone a husband.

“Thanks, mom.” Her smile was warm, as was her hand that rested atop yours.

“The contract they sent over is—impressive. There is trying to woo someone to join you and then there is going all out. This is all out,” you explained.

“That’s good, right? So, what’s wrong?”

“I feel like it’s because I’m now linked to him. I feel like they’re willing to offer these things, this amount of money not because I’m me but because I’m close to him.”

“I’m going to stop you right there Vixen. You are my daughter, you are smart, talented, willful, ambitious, strong and such a force to be reckoned with. You know everything and if you don’t you fake it till you make it. You have no idea how talented you really are. I do not doubt for a second that the reason you are seeing the fruits of your tireless labor now is because of that talent, ambition and grueling desire to make an amazing life for your family and Ella.” Your tears rolled down your face of their own accord.

“Vixen, you are a star, that is the reason why your father and I gave you that name. Vixen to the American definition is fierce, fiery-tempered, and it was true. You cried twenty times louder and longer than any of the other babies, you were stubborn, quick to anger, and that temper ooh, it was hot but were you adorable.” She smiled bright which prompted your smile. You sniffled and dried your tears but they kept flowing.

“Vixen also means female fox. You know I believe in every culture and take pieces where I feel a connection. Guess you can call it my way of keeping in touch with my gypsy spirit, something I think you inherited more so than Nexus. This beautiful free spirit that loathes being tied down, loathes being boxed in and caged like a gilded bird. You want to be free, so you keep running for that freedom. In Japanese culture, there is a creature called Kitsune, a powerful mythical creature with an abundance of intelligence and power. Their energy is bright, hence your middle name. Your name is no coincidence honey, it was destined for you. It is your time. You are here because of you and you alone. Reap those rewards unabashedly,” she finished.

You could hear the conviction in her voice and see the pride coming off of her. It struck you. Nodding your head, you wiped your face and allowed her words to sink it.

“It is your time.”

You signed the contract and faxed it back to Kassius. You were filled with a mix of excitement, happiness, and sadness. You wanted to call him and tell him the good news, tell him about this exciting new thing in your life but you couldn’t. You also wanted to feel the happiness the event deserved but again, you couldn’t, not completely.

-Chris-

“I cannot believe you would do this! I cannot believe you’d do something so stupid. On the list of stupid things you’ve done which is quite long, this is the stupidest.”

He sighed and rubbed his face. He was tired of being reprimanded. This was round three with them and by them, he meant all of them. He was now sitting in his office in front of one of the biggest group video calls he’d done. On the screen was his mom, his sisters their significant others, his brother and his partner. It was a full house. He’d sat here for the last forty minutes as they each took a turn telling him what an idiot he was. He listened to it from every point of view, and no matter how he cut it he still felt like a dick.

“Okay enough! Jesus Christ, I get it I screwed this up,” he shouted.

“Baby brother, you did more than screwed it up. Ya’ fucked it up!”

Everyone began talking over each other and none of it sounded any different than when they’d started.

“Fa’ the love of God!” His shout was loud, and it echoed throughout the first floor of his home. It was loud enough for them to shut their mouths and hear his accent pop through. No one spoke for several long moments.

“Look, I know what I did was wrong. I know I messed up. I know I should have done things differently. I have gone around it time and time again, I wish I could change what I did, go back and handle it differently. I’m sorry.”

They still didn’t speak.

“Chris. Getting past the fact that you lied to us about marrying her and then continued to lie when you realized you were still married. We all can see you’re in love with her, I don’t know how she hasn’t seen it,” Shana stated.

He didn’t know it was that obvious. Thinking further, he’d practically told you how he felt, he just hadn’t said the words. You had to know.

“You have to tell her how you actually feel Chris. I get it you’re scared and everything that comes along with it. I get it. At some point though in order to get what you want you have to go after it—or her.”

He sighed. Somehow this had turned from a berating session to a counseling session.

“Look, I know you all mean well, but—she hates me.”

“She doesn’t hate you ya’ idiot. She’s hurt,” Carly informed in an annoyed tone. She then shook her head. “Chris you lied to her and honestly it is just the same as the lie she told. Neither of you are in the right. I get why she lied but you, I don’t get it. You lied to her and she feels stupid, she feels as if maybe you had an agenda. Like maybe you manipulated her and anything that was between you wasn’t real that it was just some figment of the situation that you ensured with your lie,” Carly finished.

“I had no agenda. All I wanted was a little time to show her what could be there, here between us.”

“You should have told her and gave her the choice. You took her choice away Chris. I get that rights and choices are huge with her especially seeing how independent she has been her entire life,” his mother simplified.

He sighed and nodded. She was right. He took your choice just as you’d taken his. Everything he’d felt in the first initial days since you’d told him about Ella you were now feeling. He didn’t think about it in that light.

“You have to be the one to fix this,” Shanna added.

“I don’t think I can. She said that they were better off without me.”

Scott made a “yikes” face, as did the rest of his siblings.

“Well, you kinda deserve that one. Have you seen what the press are doing to her? Her entire life is plastered everywhere. Not even just her, but Ella’s too. She didn’t ask for this and certainly wasn’t prepared. Her privacy is gone. This blindsided her,” Shanna’s boyfriend enlightened. It was insight from someone like you, normal, away from the eye of the press.

“Regardless if she wants you or not, or if you think she wants you or not you have to make this right. You have to stop using that as a crutch. You have to take a chance, Chris. Don’t she and Ella deserve it?”

There was the cincher, he thought. He was so used to getting what he wanted with little effort and work. He was now face to face with what he had to do, he had to put in the right kind of work.

-Vixen-

“Very good Ella, I’m so proud of you. You read that so well.”

She smiled widely and clapped her hands excitedly. You ruffled her soft curls then kissed her forehead.

“Mama, I sweepy.”

“Okay, let’s get the little princess to bed.” You stood, lifted her and carried her to her bedroom while softly singing her favorite lullaby.

“Smile, though your heart is aching, smile even though it’s breaking. When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by. If you smile through your fears and sorrow. Smile and maybe tomorrow, you’ll see the sun come shining through. If you just smile.”

By the time you made it to her bedroom, she was half asleep. You tucked her in and finished the lullaby while tracing gentle patterns on her scalp. It always did the trick and within a few minutes she was out like a light. You sat there for a few minutes more and just watched her sleep. When you felt like your tears would start you hopped in the shower and allowed it to clam your mind.

You still had some work to do so you wrapped in your robe after your post-shower ritual and went down to your office and got lost in work. You didn’t know how long you were in there sipping wine and working but when you looked up you heard muffled voices. You stood and slowly walked down the hall. As you got closer you could make out whose voices you were hearing; your mother, Nexus and Chris.

“I’m very sorry Mrs. Giovanni. There are no words or excuses I can give, and I am ashamed of my actions. I can assure you what I did was not an act of maliciousness or manipulation. I hope with time I can show you how sorry I am and earn your forgiveness,” he said.

For a few seconds, there were no words, and you were sure that they’d fallen for it. How could they not? He was respectful, sounded sincere, charming and was laying it on thick as fuck. Then your mother spoke.

“Chris, when I first met you I saw the kind of man you were through your eyes. I know you’re a good man, with good intentions. I know you love Ella and would do anything for her and Vixen. I have no doubt that this wasn’t malicious and I know you didn’t mean any harm.”

“That doesn’t change that there was harm done, a lot of harm,” Nexus added. You slyly peeped around the corner and saw Nexus leaning on the wall with her arms crossed before her, she was the furthest from him. she was not happy. your mother, on the other hand, looked neutral.

“You’re right I did cause harm.”

“Chris, I know that you know what you did. I just don’t know why you did it. I don’t get it and you know what I don’t know if I want to get it. I believed in you, I was rooting for you and I kind of feel responsible for the pain my sister is in. She didn’t deserve to find any of this out through a tabloid show,” Nexus shouted with as low of a whisper as she could manage. You could tell she was angry.

“You’re right, she didn’t deserve this, any of it. I’m sorry. I just—I want a chance to explain to her. I need to say some things to her.”

You’d heard enough. Coming around the corner your mother was the first to see you.

“Get out. There is nothing here for you,” you blurted out and you hoped you sounded believable.

“Vixen, stop it,” your mother interrupted coming up to you. “The least you can do is hear him out.” Your jaw dropped.

“The least? Excuse me?”

“Vixen, this isn’t something that happened to you. You were at the altar with him, you married him the same way he married you. Yes, he wasn’t forthcoming about the status of that marriage, but your life isn’t about you anymore. You have a daughter, a little girl who will be affected by this. She is already affected. She asks for him. She deserves the two of you to get it together.”

You were speechless. You had no idea she had it in her to be so bold about this. You also hated that she was right. Ella did deserve normalcy. Sighing you cross your arms and roll your eyes.

“Fine.”

“Are you sure?” Nexus approached you giving you an inquisitive look. You nodded assuring her you knew what you were doing although you had no idea what you were doing. “Okay. Just holler if you need me.” She gave you a quick hug and walked away with your mother trailing behind you.

You didn’t look at him, instead, you walked away to the kitchen. You could feel him following you. Once you walked in you made a beeline for the freezer and took out the tequila bottle then filled a glass. You could feel his eyes on you, he didn’t speak, and you were quickly getting annoyed.

“You better start because I didn’t fuck up.”

“You’re right, I fucked up,” Chris admitted.

“No shit! You lied to me, Chris. For weeks. You orchestrated everything on the basis of that lie.”

He rounded the island attempting to get closer. You evaded him and walked around to the opposite side. He stopped and raised his hands in the air. “That’s not true. Not entirely. When Sherman told me about the error and that we were still married I didn’t know what to think or do. I didn't know how to tell you. I was scared to tell you. I thought you'd insist we file and end things.”

Pulling the glass from your lips you gulped down the liquid more quickly than you should have and felt the intensified burn. “So what! That is a stupid reason, Chris. That doesn’t matter,” you lashed out.

“Of course it matters. I didn't want to lose you again!”

The admission had you frozen just staring at him across the island. The words were pretty, but they were said to cover an ugly lie. You closed your eyes and refilled your glass and took another out to fill it. You then slide it across the island to him. There were almost two full minutes of silence. The two of you just sipped your drinks, well he sipped, you gulped. Then he spoke.

“I’d spent months, years regretting how everything went down three years ago. Spent so many nights sitting up with a glass like this one just watching the ghosts of memories all around me. I spent so much time wishing I'd done things differently, wishing things had ended up differently. Then out of nowhere there you were and the minute I saw you everything I felt three years ago came back, everything I'd been trying to bury for three years came right back.”

“None of this matters. You lied to me! You used this lie to your advantage. None of it was real. None of it was true.”

The words stung you even more. The realization that this was reality, that everything over the last few weeks wasn’t anything real. You felt the tears and you tried so hard to keep it in.

“That's a lie and you know it Vixen.”

He raised his voice at that point. Realizing his tone, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and slowly blew it out. You took another gulp.

“This is what I know.” Another swig of tequila burned your throat before you spoke.

“You said the worst shit to me three years ago, made me feel like a modern day prostitute, like I was only worth what was between my legs; like that was all I was good for. That fucked me up, it fucked with me for years. Had me second guessing my worth, my value to a man, to you. So I got the hell out of there. Did I regret it? Sometimes, but for the most part no. Then I found out about Ella and I could have told you, I could have tracked you down, but I didn't. I was scared I didn't want to let you anywhere near again so you’d hurt me all over again. Part of me did want to stick it to you for what you did. I can be honest here and now. Then three years later you show up and you're charming and kind and everything you were three years ago, everything that I--then you kiss me and bring me to that lake and we--then San Francisco. You had so many chances to tell me the truth. You didn't.”

“I should have. I tried to so many times. I tried the night you met my family, tried in the pool, tried the night in the backyard in Boston, I tried, and I did but you were asleep when I said it in San Francisco. Jesus Christ, I tried Vixen.”

“Not hard enough. What you wanted one more romp in the hay to see if it was like old times?”

Again, Chris walked around the island to you. You backed up to the oversized fridge holding your arms out trying to keep him at bay. He ignored your hands and still approached, closing in. Walking away you were hoping to create distance between you, but he followed you.

“What's not fair is you keeping this from me. Something that was important that mattered and I know I did the same thing so don’t pull that.

“I wanted time to show you how perfect we were for each other, for you to see that maybe things were the way they should have always been. God Vixen I've never felt this way about anyone before. I've never felt the things I feel for you, I never thought I could, but I do.”

The tears were steadily approaching, your breakdown was coming. “You feel nothing it was an illusion; it was the sex.” You attempted to walk away again but Chris’ hand wrapped around your arm pulling you back to him.

“I've been in love with you from the night I married you. I didn’t know it then; I didn’t know it until I saw you again. When I looked in your eyes and had you in front of me I knew exactly how I felt and seeing you with Ella--our daughter only made me fall more in love with you. You are such an amazing mother, such a kind person with a good heart. You are so damn ambitious and determined. I love that about you, love how genuine you are and how you have an incredible work ethic one that shows the kind of person you are. This was never about sex for me Vixen. It started with Ella, but it didn’t take long for me to realize I didn't just want her, I wanted you. I want to build a life with you and Ella, be by your side as you shatter that glass ceiling you are so damn close to shattering. I want to be your biggest fan and supporter, I want to grow with you, build something others could only dream of. I want to see you every morning, go to sleep beside you after tucking Ella in, I want family vacations, princess dress-up parties, trips to the lake, birthday parties, a family, brothers, and sisters for Ella. I--I want you Vixen. I love you.”

Everything froze. He’d said the words. You thought you’d wanted to hear these words, thought if only he felt this way things would be so much easier. Now here they were. You thought you’d be happy or feel some sort of excitement but the only thing you felt was fear. You were filled with an abundance of fear, so much fear you couldn’t speak for several long moments. He stood there waiting for you to respond and each second that passed he looked as if he were unraveling.

“I want to love you, Vix. Let me.” His voice was pleading, as were his eyes, it was like he was begging you. When his lips dropped to yours the only thing your body did was kiss him back with as much passion and desire that he kissed you. He pulled you closer to him and the heat from his body had you pressing against him trying to savor it. A moan escaped you then one came from him. In a matter of seconds, the kiss was quickly getting out of hand. You were getting lost in the moment despite your common sense. You were the one to pull away.

“Until the day you wake up and want something else or don't want me anymore. The day you've finally gotten me out your system.” Your tears finally won as you expressed your deepest fear concerning him. Pressing your forehead to his chest you accepted defeat and cried allowing your fears and sorrow to seep out of every pore. You’d suppressed this cry because you feared you would never be able to stop.

Somehow, you found your voice for words. “Chris I barely put myself back together last time. I have no idea how I did it, no idea how my heart healed I--I can't.”

Somehow you got the words out through your tears. Somehow you were able to speak. You were scared to look at him, but you chanced it and immediately regretted it. Chris looked hurt. There was visible pain on his face and shining through his eyes. That only made you cry more. You put your forehead onto his chest again and breathed him in. When you felt his forehead on the top of your head you sobbed.

“Right.”

“I swear I won’t stand in the way of you getting to be there for Ella. I promise I won’t be that woman. We will work something out that you can see her when you want. I just--.” Unable to finish you walked away toward your bag.

“So you don’t want me?”

“Chris--.” The question was blatant. You couldn’t lie about it. You also couldn’t say anything. The terror in you was at its peak and the truth was you were too scared.

“You don’t feel what I feel?” You could feel him behind you. You wanted to turn to him and stare in his eyes but you knew if you did you couldn’t get through this. You were barely making it now. You reached into your purse and took out the folded papers.

“Tell me Vixen. There is no way that you feel nothing; no way that all this time we’ve spent together, after everything we’ve done together meant nothing.”

You try to keep a straight face, one that was arid of emotion that could give any indication just how much you were dying inside. The outward signs of that agony were your tears that continued to roll down your cheeks.

Taking a deep breath, you pressed the papers to his chest. Debating inside yourself you kept your hand on them—on him. This was yet another time a war was being waged within you, brain, reality, freedom, safety, or heart, dreamland, complication, risk. Maybe you had a lot more of this gypsy spirit your mother spoke about, you thought.

“I'm not strong enough, or brave enough. This won't end well.”

After a long hesitation and endless internal debate, you pulled your hand away from his chest just as he gripped the papers. You still didn’t know if you were doing the right thing from your heart or from fear. Unable to look at him anymore you slinked past him and down the hall. You had no idea how you did it so gracefully, especially considering how shaky your legs were.

-Chris-

He couldn’t believe his eyes. The force of his realization of seeing this knocked the wind out of his lungs. He could hear the blood pumping in his ears, hear his heart pounding so loudly that there was no other sound that he heard. Divorce papers—signed divorce papers. He gripped the side of the island hoping to steady himself. More hurt than he’d ever felt in his life bombarded him. His hyperventilating came on quickly and impacted his other senses, his vision, his breathing, his scent, even his touch. This was his worse nightmare, the worst outcome.

“It’s over. She doesn’t want me.”

Acknowledging that out loud felt like ripping his heart out. It had been so long since he’d felt pain like this, it dated as far back as his childhood. Even then did not compare to now. He didn’t know how long he stood there, didn’t know if he could move, or speak for that matter. When he finally did move his limbs felt heavy as if he had fifty pounds of lead in his body. He couldn’t think but he sure felt everything. Digging in his pocket he took out his pen and pressed it to the paper on the island right next to the blank line for him. He wavered for a few moments but shook off the hesitation and signed his name on the line next to yours. Once complete he got the hell out there sparing not even a second to look back.

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hecohansen31 · 4 years

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For the soulmate foursome, it's clear that they all love their little girl now, but... Michael is still very cold ! It's his nature, but when she sees him so sweet with Jimmy, so cuddly with Duncan, their girl has some doubts. She needs to feel that he trusts her, by showing his true face : a lil pup full of fears and love.

(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!

How are you?

I hope you’ll like this new piece for the foursome, I honestly love these babes and Michael in this dynamic is just UWU...

As always, if you don’t like this just shoot me an ask or a DM and I’ll rewrite it!

Have a nice reading!

WARNINGS: Mention of Work Harassment, Rejection, Slight Violence, Nightmares, Tiredness and Jim’s Idiotic Humor.

Michael was literally the embodiment of ‘are you the little spoon or the big spoon? I am a knife’ meme.

Which was something that Jim had said jokingly to you, as you had voiced your doubts towards Michael’s love for you.

You didn’t deny that he was attracted to you, at least physically, but whenever you would do something even remotely romantic, he would retreat in himself, almost frozen on the spot, and you couldn’t help but feel like he was more a puppet than actually Michael.

And he only had this behavior with you, because you saw the way he would purr as Duncan dove, almost distractedly, an hand in his hair when they were on the couch and he was checking emails, Michael immediately relaxing under him.

Or when Jimmy would make some dumb joke and Michael would laugh like he had just proclaimed an universal truth, gently holding his lover’s hand as he brought it to his lips, or when he would comfort Jimmy during his nightmares, although he had learned how to let you in.

Every sexual action never seemed to be spurred on by Michael, although by the end of the day his hard-on would wake you up on the mornings you fell asleep in his arms, but he never seemed to initiate anything with you, whereas he had no qualm dragging Jimmy in his bedroom or kissing Duncan when you both visited him in his office.

You didn’t know whether he was simply too stiff to warm up to you or you should have just given him his time.

That was what had suggested Duncan the diplomat, whereas Jimmy had gone for a more direct approach, suggesting you just tied the man to the bed and showed him a thing or two about ‘your beautiful body’.

You definitely didn’t know why you still bothered to ask Jimmy for advice.

But then Destiny decided to give you a hand, gently pushing you and Michael together.

Duncan would be gone for an entire week a business trip and that same week Jimmy had wanted to visit Medina since she would be soon leaving for a world tour of surf and he wanted to spend a bit of time together, even more when he knew the tension that staying with you and Michael would arise.

‘Everything is going to be alright’ he promised ‘… please just fuck out the tension, don’t throw knives, Duncan would be pissed if he had to redecorate’.

‘Thank you for thinking about my life, babe’ you had replied, as you had closed the door in his face ‘… suck your own dick, since you are supportive the kitchen, again’.

But strangely the first days without Jimmy and Duncan went pretty well, mostly because you and Michael stayed on your own with your own routines.

You would be leaving for work, come back by night, shower after Michael did (which meant that the water was never ‘boiling hot’ but you couldn’t hold Michael’s accountable for that… mostly with that glorious hair) and then you would dine together.

Michael would try awkwardly to ask how your day had gone and you would reply a bit less awkwardly.

And then you would go to sleep.

Each one in a separate room.

Then the third day the miracle happened.

You had just come back from work: it had been a tiring day, working with children wasn’t always easy.

That day you had also slept terribly and when you had come back home you still had papers to grade and projects to go through, which would make your night even longer no matter your need for bed and food, and a long warm shower…

You had come in the kitchen, barging in lightly more aggressively than you usually did, and you hadn’t certainly expected Michael to be there, eating softly some sweet and you couldn’t help but feel like you were intruding on his peace, immediately grabbing all the bags you had dropped and mumbling a soft ‘sorry’, as you moved away.

“No no, stay” he replied, something in his voice making you turn around, and as you came to face with him, he looked curious… almost worried “... is everything alright?”.

“Just an hard day at school” you muttered, releasing a soft breath “I do think that if it isn’t a problem I’d like to shower first, so that I can then dedicate my soul and body to going through the children’s works”.

“… sorry to hear that” and he seemed to mean it, before he pushed out a small chair next to him “… and I don’t mind it absolutely, but first do you want some of this tiramisu? It honestly tastes amazing”.

And you didn’t doubt it since it came from one of the most known bakeries of the city.

But what truly startled you was the fact Michael had just offered you one of his precious sweets and you looked at him confused as if he had grown another head, but refused politely, sure that it was a trick.

Michael would never share his sweets with anyone: he always preferred to get more than to share.

So why was he sharing it with you?

“I won’t kill you if you want a piece, I swear” he insisted “… I know that I can be… possessive on my sweets, but I just… I just think that you might need this more than I do”.

In fact, you low key felt like you might need a bit of sugar to get yourself to be better.

“… just a piece” you promised him, and he just looked at you in the eyes, honesty shining in his beautiful turquoise gems.

“Honestly you can take it all, I wouldn’t mind it”.

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If that hadn’t been enough to scare you about Michael’s behavior, making you wonder what had made him change, something interesting had happened on Friday.

Usually Duncan would reserve that day as a day off from work with you, if his week had been calm enough: you would go out for a coffee, something rather calm and trivial, but you cherished those memories, because they made you feel comfortable and fall more in love with your beloved idiot.

You would do a similar thing with Jim, going to see him training every Wednesday and then spending time sharing a milkshake together, at your favorite diner.

You hadn’t any of this kind of things with Michael, but you knew, because you had spied the conversation, that Duncan had made him promise to cover his ‘shift’ with you on Friday, hence Michael had very ‘not genuinely’ asked you out for a coffee after you finished work.

And you were now waiting for the beautiful man to arrive, having arrived early and grading some of the papers you hadn’t been able to finish the previous days, and you had been a bit warmed up by the beautiful atmosphere of the secluded coffee.

It was a bit more expensive that the ones around the city, but you just loved it too much to notice the money you spent on it (and Duncan usually paid so…).

And as you were waiting an hand touched your shoulder, startling you but you quickly recovered thinking it was Michael and his feline-like grace but you were disappointed a you saw Mr. Tinsel, one of the fathers of your students.

Who had flirted with you at any teacher-parents meeting, to the point where you were so uncomfortable that you started to always avoid him.

But this time there was no running away.

“Mrs. (L/N)!” he called out to you with more energy than he should have, not releasing your shoulder from his grip as you raised your eyes to rank them slowly onto his greasy attire, something between a mix of ‘my wife left me because I wouldn’t shower’ and ‘this is fashionable trash’ “… so nice to see you!”.

“Absolutely” you hoped your wondering smile would make sure that he understood you weren’t feeling the same way “How is Priscilla?”.

That child was literally the original ‘problematic one’ and you could totally understand with a father like that, spoiled and brattish, but also definitely uncared and having a lack of affection in her life.

“… an angel truly” you doubted it but smiled again more out of convenience than anything else “… and very much in love, like me, with her teacher”.

‘Good Lord if you ever loved me, please please just throw a lighting on his way’ you muttered in your mind, with a wary smile to the man who sat in front of you, a distinct show that he wanted to stay, completely taking advantage of your alone moment.

“That’s actually for my partner…” you tried to say “… I am waiting for him”.

“Oh, but I don’t see him around” he gave you a charming smile, and you simply sent a worried one, checking the door, as you tried to go back to grading your papers giving Mr. Tinsel no attention, but soon your interest was caught by a small protesting ‘humph’ Mr. Tinsel released “… hey I got this lace before!”.

And as you raised your face, Michael was looming onto Mr. Tinsel, his eyes definitely burning an hole through the poor man who still stood his ground but didn’t have much choice as Michael got the chair out of his ass, making him fall onto it, with a fluid motion as he readjusted the chair closer to you, sitting on it and sending you a quick glance as you looked at the entire scene shocked.

“… hey sweetheart, sorry for being late”.

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All those mixed signals were driving you crazy and the drop that filled and made your vase overflow was when Michael insisted on you sleeping together on Saturday night, after a movie marathon, insisting on needing a bit of help to sleep these days.

‘You wouldn’t mind, would you?’ he had asked you as you stared at him as if he had just revealed you, he was ‘the king of the world’.

‘No no’ you had almost chocked on your own saliva as you had pushed yourself to reply quickly.

And now you were in his bedroom, staring at the ceiling on your back, your hand on your stomach, aching because of the anxiety of such an intimate act that Michael regarded with the least attention, having simply slipped in bed in pajama pants and nothing more, as he curled onto one side, in a fetal position, pushing himself the furthest away from you.

In the end sleep overcame you wonderings and thoughts, but you were quickly brought back to reality as you felt something turning around in your bed, startling you and paralyzing you onto the mattress as you calmed your breath and analyzed the situation.

You immediately came to the quick conclusion that it was Michael turning around the bed, since you were in his bedroom and pushed in an upright position so that you could see what was going on.

And found Michael twisting his body in what looked like a painful memory, transformed in an awful nightmare and as you gently pushed yourself to softly brush an hand against his shoulder, aware that you had to wake him up, he snapped.

He quickly went into survival mood, gripping onto your hand in a way that pained you, pushing onto your wrist as he quickly pulled you under him, effectively stopping any movements and protests, and as his hand wrapped around your throat you found yoyrself fearing for your life.

You had never witnessed a nightmare of his.

You hadn’t even known he had such and almost cursed yourself for having used such a bold attempt till Michael’s eyes snapped open, taking in the situation and you muttered through your slow breaths.

‘It’s me, (Y/N), Michael’ and as his eyes slowly became bright eyes in the darkness of the room ‘… you are hurting me’.

And as burned, he immediately retreated his hand from your hands, definitely taking in the harshness of his action, before recognition of who you were overtook him and you immediately turned away from him, to regain your breath as you wondered what you had to do.

You were still scared by his aggressive answer but you could hear him being pained beside you, still as stone and cold as ice as you slowly moved to take a look at him, on his back and watching anything that wasn’t you, although your movement quickly caught his attention.

“Michael, are you…?” ‘ok’, ‘crazy, ‘safe’… you didn’t know what to say but Michael simply nodded your head more out of habit, than actually feeling ‘better’, and your heart chocked a bit, tightening in your chest, as you realized he had nightmare, he just hid them “… you had a nightmare, you aren’t ok, I can feel how shaken you are and I…”.

“It’s none of your business” the harshness of your words hurt you much more than is chokehold, but you couldn’t simply give up.

“It is” your voice had his same harshness as you propped onto your elbow turning onto your stomach as you softened your gaze “… you are my lover like Duncan and Jimmy and I always help them through nightmares”.

“But I am not like either of them!” he protested, not even looking at you in the eyes, and you gave him all the time in the world “… I am not cheery as Jimmy and romantic as Duncan”.

“Then you are you: elegant and algid Michael with a love for sweets and for luxurious things, I don’t really need anything else, truly, I mean… I have cheery Jim and romantic Duncan and a very very sweet Michael, I just need you the way you are”.

This seemed to breech something in Michael as he sent you a quick look to you as if to make sure that you weren’t lying.

“… I almost hurt you”.

“Also Jimmy and Duncan did, the first times they had a nightmare, it’s not you, it’s the nightmares” you explained softly, daring to let an hand out to him to settle it between you “… once I know how to deal with yours nightmares, I won’t be hurt anymore”.

Although Michael still needed more convincing, he grabbed softly your hand.

“… we are in this together” you promised him, gripping a bit tighter his hand to let him know that you were right there with him.

“I like being held when I have nightmares, not too tightly” he explained, not daring to look at you, already halfway nestling through your arms.

“… then I do think that I can do that for you”.

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marvelous-imagining · 4 years

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Hey, everyone! I realized after posting this on my Wattpad account that I completely forgot to post it here on Tumblr as well and I think you guys have the right to read this too if you so please.

Basically, to put it as short as I can, I still see people liking this series and it makes me feel bad that I never finished it. I still won’t, so don’t get your hopes up. Also, sorry about that as well... But I explained in my Farewell post why I won’t be writing here anymore. Nothing about that will change. But I can share what I had planned for Wrong specifically. Writing all this down kind of gave me an odd sense of closure since I did feel a bit bad for never finishing it when I had some things planned. I had some key plot points along with the ending somewhat figured out and wanted to share them with those who might be interested to know how it all could have ended. I hope it’s not too disappointing, haha.

But anyway, without further ado, here we go...

(the rest is pretty much copy-pasted from Wattpad)

So, we left off with Chris's POV in Part 12. We saw Reina, she seems to be an ok person, right? Well I had a lot planned for Reina.

1. She's controlling. Throughout the story I wanted to bring that out more. She's asking (more demanding) Chris to shave, she would have had a lot to say about the way he dresses, the amount of exercise he does (too much but he does it to destress especially if reader isn't around to help him with that ayoooo), just wants to control him in every way possible, even with the smallest of things

2. She's after that perfect suburban married couple life who will have a couple of kids who will go to great schools and grow up very prim and proper. She never got that calm family life, her parents weren't the happiest and she was an only child. Growing up in her household was a bit rough for her and her relationship with her parents still affects her. She also works in her father's company because she was practically forced to. She can't escape her family in that way so she tries to recreate her fantasies of a perfect life with Chris to no avail.

3. There's a point in time she starts getting more and more interested in sex with Chris. He's not really feeling it because it all feels so forced and also he can't stop thinking about the whole situation with the reader. He's torn between his affair and wanting to make things work with his wife because he has once convinced himself that he wants the same things as Reina. He's also scared of divorcing her because he has once swore to love her and be with her forever and they were in love. truly. not anymore though. but anyway, so they become more sexually active in the relationship. chris might cut ties with reader during this time once again only to realize he has tasted that forbidden fruit that is the reader and now cannot be satisfied with his wife anymore. sexually or emotionally. he needs more of that forbidden fruit. sin tastes and feels so amazing although it's so wrong.

4. Reina gets pregnant. And at this point Chris and Y/N are back at it again, affair going strong. The news really shock Chris, the pregnancy wasn't planned. Chris had begun to lean more towards the decision to divorce once again but this whole pregnancy throws him off. He has a little one on the way now. So he meets with Y/N not too long after and breaks the news. Y/N can see he's distraught, maybe even felt it from the way he acted in bed because of course problems in this story would be attempted to be fixed by sex because we love that problematic way of dealing with emotions, don't we? nobody ever said this wouldn't be problematic. so obviously both are torn, they don't want to leave the other but.... chris has to think about his family.... and the whole thing with them being in a professor/student relationship

5. after some time it comes to light that the kid is actually not chris's but a coworker of Reina's who she had been cheating on Chris with for years. (hence the sudden desperation for sex that followed afterwards to prevent chris from getting suspicious) Reina married Chris to please her parents pretty much, their fathers were business partners, planning on using each other for profit and all that business stuff for having their families intertwine like that. Reina never really wanted to marry chris, they did have their time in love and everything but this coworker of hers was actually her one true love from her younger years. he married someone too but the two kept seeing each other nearly every day, the feelings never went away, they ended up caving many many many times. and yeah, chris is not the biological father. obviously this will cause a huge fight. they will eventually separate, and a divorce will happen. 100%. and reina will find out about chris and y/n... and though she is bitter this college girl stole chris's heart who she wants to blame the whole problem on, she decides to stay quiet about the whole thing. she knows she's wronged chris and she has no business trying to ruin his career or cause him more pain. she knows she's done awful things, she can't really take it out on him. she will probably threaten them with the knowledge at first but decide against it, even show them she won't say anything. she still is not fond of y/n. she also ends up with the father of her child. they are growing a family together now.

Now..... timelines will be a bit mixed up here, so this next thing would have come before the whole pregnancy thing.

So the thing between Y/N and Chris continues, they have many talks about stopping, maybe at this point they would have just agreed on a break or sth and they actually end up meeting in a company party. because surprise surprise, Y/N's mother is actually working in Reina's father's company. She works above Reina, so she's her senior/superior. They don't really work together that much but they are acquainted and friendly. Y/N and Chris will both be there for the party and it will be very uncomfortable. A conversation about Y/N studying in the same college that Chris works at comes up and there'll will be a lot of comments from both Y/N's parents and Reina that hit very different when you know about the affair. like "I hope our daughter hasn't been troubling you." and "Well, I hope in return my husband has been treating you well."

on top of all of that y/n might be struck with some jealousy and actually tease chris in very sneaky ways. maybe there's some finger foods she's eating in seductive ways, maybe she's flirting with some interns and sending glances at chris to make sure he's watching. she's taking the risks and it's making her all the more excited. this relationship is very exciting, thrilling for both of them.

chris will walk up to y/n and her parents and ask for permission to talk to y/n about certain school stuff that he "has been meaning to talk to her about but haven't had the time". and now that reina is mingling, he found the right timing to snatch you away. he's also apologizing for the inconvenience.

turns out y/n's dad is actually quite fond of chris, saying how nice of a man he is and senses nothing iffy in his behavior.

they may or may not have a little fun in a public bathroom and create rumors that reach reina's ears that she brings up to chris later on. nobody spilled the beans on who those two were, they weren't fully seen.

she will realize through her jealousy that she actually wants something more with chris but him being married and all is what complicates things. he, after cheating on his wife with y/n in the company party of his father-in-law's, realizes just how risky this whole affair is, but realizes he has no intentions to stop. he want's y/n real bad. he's in deep, just like she is.

so there are connections. small world, isn't it?

but anyway, to the finishing line of his story.

chris divorces his wife. he meets with y/n again after a while of not being in contact, after thinking some things through. they love each other deeply but they've both been through so much during their affair as have other people around them. chris has gone through a divorce, he had been preparing for a child that ended up not being his in the end, he's battled with not taking control of his life and following his long forgotten dreams. all throughout this story, he would have been writing a story himself about the whole thing. a little romanticized, dramatized (though the story in itself is already filled with drama) but most importantly he's gotten his inspiration back, y/n woke something in him that got him writing again. she had become his muse, someone who nearly possessed his mind... obviously the whole connection between these two is problematic and.... toxic in a way??? like i think we can all agree this isn't the healthiest of relationships. there's a lot of back and forth, hot and cold, breakups and makeups, the fact that it's frowned upon/illegal due to chris being y/n's professor, chris cheating on his wife with her which she is just enabling.... also this situation has not helped her education at all and in turn made things a but worse... it's messy and causing a lot of distress for both parties. they end up separating as well. it will be hard for both of them. chris will do most of the talking, explaining how this is not the right time for them to start a proper relationship after everything they've both gone through. he's explaining her how she needs to focus on her studies, he doesn't want to sabotage her future and he needs to give his dreams a shot once more. he's moving away after the semester ends, he's starting off new and he hopes she will do the same. obviously the whole night will be emotional, romantic yet sad... there's a lot of pain but also a lot of love for each other. and they end up separating, not contacting each other again.

years go by and finally y/n graduates. she finds out that there is a book signing event from none other than chris. he's finally published a book and it has brought quite a lot of attention. it's nothing too big for now but a spike in sales and popularity has been talked about. she's brought back to her time with him and can't help but feel proud that he's finally doing something he's wanted to do for a long time. he's written a book that will become successful. though romanticized in some parts still a very raw story about love, family, career and affairs (maybe even midlife-crisis) that doesn't sugarcoat things. obviously characters, the setting and much else have been changed to not reveal too much of what happened in real life. i'm thinking even occupations of the characters would be changed, it won't be a professor/student relationship but still an almost boss/employee one... or maybe better described as senior/junior... idk didn't think that far..... but anyway...

she's very happy for him but also curious to how the book turned out, curious to know what was going on inside his mind when they had their affair. she gets the book, curiosity becoming too much for her to bear.

so she reads the book. probably won't be too fond of some of the things written but recognizes the beautifully written raw emotions and feelings and feels the depth of them. she sheds many tears while reading the book, realizing how deeply he truly loved her. her heart clenches at the memory of him, of everything they went through. she realizes she still holds him dear to her heart. and she has nothing romantic going on for her right now, she's wondering how his situation is. based on what she read she is hopeful he still feels the same somewhat. i mean, it's been years and he book is being published only just now... she's trying to make sense of why he would still be interested.... but without thinking about it much further, she decides to go to the event, ask for her book to be signed.

she's nervous obviously, waiting until the last of the people have gotten their books signed. just as chris is wrapping up and starting to leave, y/n walks up to him and nicely asks for him to do one more signature. he immediately recognizes her voice. though it's been years, his writing has kept it alive. every time he described her voice, he could hear it in his head. you had stayed to haunt him even after all this time.

the two will catch up, fidgeting awkwardly. it's been years, jumping right into each other's embrace would be quite weird and awkward for them. they still kind of want to do that... but anyway they keep it all civil and everything but end up agreeing to meeting up for dinner or something. they will be going for dinner and on the drive be talking and catching up but during the ride their plans change. though both of them wanted to take it slow and be careful, they just cannot wait. they go up to either one of their apartments or a hotel room one of them is staying at (didn't think where this event would be held) and just go at it. it'll be passionate, emotional... they will take their time, make sure to show each other how they truly feel when they've never really been experts at communicating verbally, but no need to worry, they'll learn in time.

it will end with them sharing their want to take things slow but throwing that out of the window. they finally have the chance to be together, they want to get right on it. jokes will be made about moving fast, even a quick vegas wedding might be brought up only to be challenged with a "ok, maybe take things just a liiiiiitle bit slower"

but yeah so in the end they do end up together. that's what i had planned for the story. i hope you liked it, i'm sorry if you didn't. i know how bothersome it can be to have a story you like be left completely unfinished with no closure but i hope you find some closure in this if that's what you were missing. i know it's not written in the best way possible, but it gives you the gist of how the story would end if i finished it. if you have any questions, let me know and i'll see if i can answer them.

i'm sorry for those of you who wanted this story to be continued. that sadly won't be happening from me. if any of you want to give this story a go, to put your own little twists into it, you have my permission. just remember if you decide to continue the story, or you're inspired to write something based on any of my stories, remember to give credit when credit is due. and with all of that said do what you want with this permission.

again, i hope this brought some closure to those who were seeking it. thank you for reading and voting for Wrong. It is a shame I can't quite put it into story form anymore. But I feel like even I got some closure from sharing what I had in store for you guys. Now I can let it rest with no remorse.

#wrong #chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans x reader #chris evans imagine #professor!chris #student!reader #professor x student #college au

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clownhara · 4 years

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I've been following you for a while but I dont know all that much about your OCs so how about a big resume of them all?? :DDD

I haven't really posted much about them on this account until recently so that doesn't really suprise me 😅 but yeah I absolutely can! Warning though this is going to be unbelievably long

I guess I should start off with Zensuke because he is THE gay purple cat. I named this blog after this guy. I made him when I was probably like 12-13 or around there so he had all the things you'd expect a repressed edgy kid's of to have. He was basically a demon who managed to get out of thier world's equivalent of hell and instead of doing anything evil he just made cake and got married to the guard who was supposed to kill him. I don't really do much with him anymore but I still love him very much.

Corbinian is probably the character I talk most about and he's the one I edit to fit into different worlds the most. He was a normal doctor but he got his memory wiped by robots and ended up working as an executioner for the robotic mafia, but eventually got caught and had to hide out in Lobotomy (he was originally a Lobotomy Corp oc) where he discovered he can extract abnormality dna and with some altering the dna can be injected into humans causing a variety of different mutations and effects. He's usually very heartless and manipulative, but does have a soft spot, usually for anxious, soft spoken people, who subconsciously remind him of his brother (who is a friends if so I can't really get into him). He also was given a variety of nicknames by the higher ups, like Corb, Corn chip, Corb on the Orb, or just Corn. Je

Corble is the result of Corb trying out human cloning. He has the same general appearance as Corbinian, but with purple hair (hence the name, because he's porble corb) that's styled differently. Since the experiment was technically a failure Corb was going to kill him, but Corble was really sweet and innocent and Corb basically went "well great guess I adopted my clone then". Corb stopped messing with cloning but adores Corble.

Might as well get all of my Lobotomy ocs out of the way. Oliver is the first Lobotomy oc I ever made, which is funny because I may or may not constantly forget that he exists. Oliver is basically a five year old kid in an adults body, and I mean that literally, because his parents basically locked him in a room and ignored him so his mental age is basically that of a kids. He's very mischievous and loves pulling pranks on people, most of which are harmless. Unless it's Corb, whom Oliver gates with a passion. Then it's thinly veiled murder attempts disgusted as pranks. He loves Fairy tales, and only works with fairy tale abnormalities because he panics with any other kind. Only one person in the entire facility can even put up with him, and that's Mabel.

Mabel is trans lesbian who can find the good in almost anyone. She's optimistic, bubbly, and has a great sense of humor. She tends to get really flustered around women though. Is it obvious I kinda projected onto her a bit? Because I did. If she wasn't in Lobotomy she'd definitely be a streamer. I'm just now realizing I basically made snapcube before I knew who that was. Whoops.

Up next is Adam! Adam is quiet, nervous, and honestly just prefers to not be noticed. Their ability to almost seamlessly blend into thier surroundings is astounding. Most people (me included) tend to just forget they exist. Which honestly is funny because they end up dating the loudest, most cocky person in the entire facility. Adam loves horror movies and spicy food.

Kieth is the loudest, most cocky person in the entire facility. He's the adopted son of a sephirah and the leader of the Rabbit team so that much is unavoidable. He's quick to anger, blunt, and tends to underestimate other people. However, he's also loyal to a fault, and willing to back his friends up no matter what. He feels like his mom's are expecting him to live up to expectations that he can't (and that they don't have but he doesn't realize that), so he's constantly throwing himself in harm's way to desperately try to prove to them that they made a good investment by adopting him or die trying. His two passions in life are collecting weapons and tending to rabbits, two of which he managed to train to sit on his shoulders and attack people. Despite being total opposites he loves Adam very much and will endure any horror movie with them, even if he's a huge scaredy cat.

Damien doesn't gave that much development, unfortunately. He came from a very religious household, moved out, and frequently gets possessed by an abnormality who makes him act like a cryptid. Totally normal stuff. He also went to law school.

Zephyr is a very, very serious individual. They've got a completely monotone color palette, speak either in short, blunt sentences or long, fanciful paragraphs with no in between, and tend to come off as cold and stiff. They're completely devoted to work, which is how they managed to become a captain. Despite this, they're very kind and caring, but unfortunately rarely get to show that side of themselves unless it's with Jamison, thier partner, both in crime and in the romantic sense. They also have a love/hate relationship with Owen, basically openly hating his guts but also enjoys thier banter and would hate if anything genuinely awful happened to them or his family.

Jamison is the complete opposite of Zephyr. He's an open book, very colorful, and tends to slack of when Zephyr isn't looking. Not on purpose, he just tends to get distracted most of the time. He's quite popular because he's very cheerful, which is rare in the higher ranks of Lobotomy. He'd absolutely die for Zephyr, and us usually the one who patches thier wounds. He really doesn't like Owen and thinks thier a pain in the ass, but keeps that to himself most of the time.

Owen is..... Interesting. I kinda went buck wild with him not gonna lie. He's one of the oldest son's of the God of Nightmares and Fire, an absolute agent of choas, and a campy fashion nightmare. But... I love them. They're both unbelievably obnoxious and also very caring. He's the kind of character you'd love but also hate at the same time. He also ended up becoming the God of Death in one timeline. If he wasn't God they'd probably run makeup guru/cursed amsr YouTube channel. Honestly he'd still run those as a God though. Also gender is a toy store and Owen is a kid who broke in after dark and is running along pushing all of the assorted genders into a cart while laughing maniacally (they use any pronouns but I stuck to just he/him they/them for this little snippet)

Alright, Lobotomy ocs done. Up next is.... Ugh... Octavious. He's originally a Danganronpa oc, the shsl gossip, and he was made to be a villian and by God does it show. He's the most fake, back stabbing, two faced character I've ever made. He's also the most one dimensional, which was actually intensional. He has no personality beyond being a petty, lying bitch, so when he runs out of lies and rumors to spread he goes into an existential crisis about how he has virtually no identity until he makes some new lie up about some random person. He's also abusive towards his younger sibling Aspyn, whom he has both physically and emotionally scarred. And, the icing on the "fuck this guy" cake, he's incredibly obsessive over his "wife" Melissa, who wants nothing to do with him and never even dated him, let alone married him. Basically he's a horrible, lying, abusive stalker. He also dresses exclusively in eye burn pink since the most poisonous bugs are usually brightly colored. Fuck Octavious, all my homies hate Octavious.

Next is Melissa, who honestly wasn't much better before her arc. She was raised to believe that in order to truely succeed in life, you have to ensure others fail. She, unfortunately, took that advice to heart. Get arc consisted of learning that we all can succeed together and that actively fucking other people over just made her an awful person, so she changed her behavior and tried to help people from then on out. She's incredibly meticulous, organized, and really smart. She still has issues trusting, but she's getting better. She has a crush on Octavious's younger sibling, but absolutely despises Octavious.

Aspyn is a quiet, caring individual who has no confidence both due to Octavious and just how they were raised. They are an incredibly skilled doctor, however, managing to perform amazingly in several different fields. They are, however, very defensive about thier passions, quick to insult anyone who questions them, mainly due to Octavious. They have a huge crush Melissa, but is to afraid to ask her out. Also they wear an eye patch because Octavious messed up one of thier eyes.

Hooo boy where to start with Edward. He's really inconsistent between universes, but the main constants are his power (he can trade bodies with people), him and Max getting together, him being a huge bookworm, and somehow he usually ends up being my self inserts dad???? Hos other aspects tend to change. Sometimes he's a power hungry megalomaniac who's trying to take over the world and will crush anyone and everyone who gets in his way or isn't useful to him, using his power evily to stay young forever by trading bodies with his kids and killing them when they're in his body. Other times, he's a fairly calm, if not a little cold, man whos biggest crime is the occasional tax evasion, who's power is more of a curse, causing him to stay alive forever through a series of unfortunate coincidences. Either way he's fun to write

Max is one of my favorite characters. He loves baking, his friends and family, he isn't too bright but no one holds that against him. Unfortunately, no matter which side of Edward it is, he's hopelessly in love with him, which can lead to his downfall. He's very protective of his cousin Heron, and tries to protect the innocent, which he usually doesn't end up doing thanks to evil Edwards manipulation. I also somehow failed to mention he's a plant man and flowers sprout wherever he walks and he can control plants but I couldn't find a good way to fit that in naturally.

Heron is half a plant man, in the worst possible way. He has rose vines instead of blood, which feels exactly how you think it would. Magic keeps his alive luckily, but it's unbelievably painful. Most of him and Max's family died when they were young, and unlike Mac who ended up on the streets, Heron ended up in an orphanage, where he learned at a young age that he shouldn't get close to anyone because if he does, they'd die. He genuinely believes that, and the only person he thinks is immune, is his cousin Max, who he even still expects to drop dead. Heron mainly fights by breaking his skin so his vines will grow rapidly and trap and kill his attacker, which looking back is uh. Kinda symbolic. I didn't do that on purpose but it fits

Eden is an angel, who was outcasted from heaven after being framed for a crime they didn't commit. They don't understand how humans work, but is trying thier best to fit in. He's one of the few beings Heron trusts, and even still Heron doesn't trust them much because of Eden's ability, being able to control holy flames. Eden is stoic and aloof, with an odd sense of humor. He insists that him baking using his holy flames is a form of training. Despite them claiming to be above human emotions, they very much are not above them and he is actually quite emotional.

Avocado is one of Herons old friends, who fell victim to Herons "luck" (aka they died). They are a drider (basically spider centaur) who came from a large family of drider thieves. They are very quiet and kind, which they use to thier advantage, since one would thing they'd steal small objects from people's houses or pickpocket them, which Avocado very much does. While they're fairly weak in combat thier thieving skills are not to be underestimated.

Grape is Avocados older sibling, and they are very serious and quite rude. Grape wants to kill Heron to avenge thier sibling, but ends up getting caught robbing the wrong person and ends up having to join the person's kids adventuring party.

Apple is the oldest drider sibling, and ends up taking a motherly role for all of the younger kids. They had to grow up incredibly fast, and has to make all of the hard decisions in place of thier dying father. Desperately needs a break.

There's more spider siblings but there isn't much info on them

Both Sherry and Theodore Poser are mainly just there because I have them really fun designs and don't really have a personality. Sherry's kinda hard to draw though

#this took forever but oh well #im also not tagging every individual oc lol #asks #aki no nyo #gay purple ocs #gay purple posts #long post

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toadallytickles · 4 years

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Hi hi~ My 23rd birthday was last Monday, and we celebrated all week! Hence my inactivity! I remember being nervous for 22- though that year was the best one yet with all the growing and exploring I’ve been doing! I feel like I can say this is all my lifestyle now! It’s really exciting to me!! At first I thought I was gonna miss 22, I mean, I did a little- but I’m already feeling 23 and really good about it! :D

Celebrations started the night of Saturday February 29th! My mum and I had a girls night- just the two of us~ We got high and drank and ate a ton of food while watching shows on murders, and then Live PD LOL. My mum is one of my best friends, so it was lovely to spend time with her before my birthday!

Sunday morning Clay came by and we attended a small local rope gathering in my hometown so he could see the kink and sex positive club during the day and have a tour, meet my local kink community, and practice some ties on me~ Of course we sneaked off to the back dungeon to play and test the ties~ Later into the evening, community friends and I did a thing I’ve been craving to do; go out for all-you-can-eat-sushi while high~ (〃˘▽˘ ʃƪ )*:・ﾟ✧♡ I mean- we arrived late and I ordered too much food and couldn’t eat it all because I was given too much power, but it was so much fun and we’ll definitely do it again~ properly!

We stayed up for my birthday so they could be the first ones to wish me a happy birthday~ Usually I am with my family on my birthday, so this was extra sweet and special to be celebrating and surrounded by great friends and my partner~ also birthday gang tickles~ 👀

Monday was spent with my family + Clay back in my hometown! We went to Red Lobster for lunch, and had hamburgers for supper, and for dessert my moms bought ice cream cake in my favourite flavour, and Clay made brownies~! Not weed brownies, maybe some day, though they were delicious~ Aaah~ only the finest of foods for a good little pet~ :)c

Tuesday we took off to Clay’s for the week~ We had delicious ribs (not mine nor his) for supper and lunch, and our favourite Little Caesars pizzas, and visited his parents for supper- though a majority of the time spent was playing Breath of the Wild asdfghjkl. We played all day erry day. I’m a really big Zelda fan, and love video games- though I thought it wasn’t something Clay and I could really connect on (besides old school Pokémon) since Clay doesn’t really play video games. I watched this YouTube video where this guy lets his non-gamer wife play video games to test how the game is for beginners and/or people unfamiliar with video game mechanics. One of them was on Breath of the Wild, as it is massive and there’s multiple solutions and ways to problems and obstacles, and that inspired me to make Clay play it and see how he interacts with the virtual world! I only expected him to play through the first part of the game, but he’s beyond that now! He only has 3 more regions on the map to unlock, and has been upgrading armour, and completing a lot of shrines and side quests I haven’t even done! He’s catching up to me- I’m super impressed and proud~ But yeah- it’s a really addicting game! I’m more in love with the game because Clay enjoys it~♡

Friday it was back to my hometown to attend a party at the club to celebrate my birthday more! I’ve been there a couple of times before, though once a month there’s a big themed party, and I’ve been too shy to attend on my own! This time I got to bring Clay and friends to attend for the first time too! It was so much fun and so different, I’ve never been to a club before! Now that I’ve been once, I’ll definitely attend future parties~ Oh and perhaps I got gang tickled.. twice..~ whatever though~

Saturday the group and I went on a mall adventure before going to Cece’s for a double birthday hangout~ We got day drunk, which I have never done before but wow it was really fun I really like gin and coke asdfghkktjllr I think that was the most feral I’ve been lol and we played Mario Kart and Mario Party which ensued a lot of screaming and angy behaviour. Oh we also recorded a TikTok for Cece LOL heck kids these days smh. But yeah- I love that I get to hang out with community friends- and they’re becoming great friends I hang out with casually and frequently. I’m starting to feel I belong in a group again~ I also love that we can be feral and nasty in front of each other, and then can switch to having deeper talks and conversations and heart-to-hearts. It’s the most satisfying thing to be able to talk openly about kinks and the community, and they get it. It’s surreal- though it’s interesting to think about how this is the beginning for a lot of us, and one day this will be our lifestyle and we’ll be so much closer and experienced. :)

I think that is all I want to say~ Though this is why I’ve been inactive! Now that Clay has left- it’s back to reality, and I’m going to go on Tumblr and be put into all the moods rip it’s always worse when he’s away..!

I have read the many messages for my birthday and those who want invites to the Server! Sorry for the wait, and thank you for waiting and being patient too! I will eventually get to everyone’s messages! I may need some recovery time!

Thank you so much to everyone for the love, birthday wishes and to those who were apart of the celebrations! I felt really loved and happy and wanted this week! This was a super fun-filled week and a wonderful way to start off 23~ ♡

#23 and Me #:)c #toadtalks #my posts #personal #tickle community #non tickles #tickles

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iheartsunset · 4 years

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Do you have any headcanons of the man himself papa louie

Papa Louie HCs

-Oh boy, here we go, the gosh darn king of the entire franchise (metaphorically speaking, but he owns so much of the continent, he might as well be king). This dude is That Bitch™️ basically. This also has so much made up lore like goddang me, calm down.

-Anyways, Louis Bianchi (or Papa Louie, as he’s affectionately referred to as by just about everyone) is the 47 year old hot-shot restauranteur and mayor of Tastyville, but he also owns territories and buildings all over the continent. He lives with his 24 year old niece, Joy, and his 21 year old nephew, Roy, in a suburban house close to the Tastyville apartment complex he owns.

-In news stories and articles all over the place, Papa is painted as some sort of saint, a kind and hardworking man who always has the best interests of the people in mind. This is very true, as he is both a friendly people pleaser, but Joy and Mitch can easily describe him as more passive aggressive. From basically stalking people he believes are down on their luck, duping many into jobs and schemes, and even casually insulting people, many workers can definitely agree. Although he is much softer of a person with his beloved nephew and the workers after a certain period of time, he can just flip flop between his mischievous side and his fatherly side just like that. He’s certainly a character.

-Little to nothing is known about his past. His education, family, and upbringing are a complete mystery. Papa has burned what little childhood photos and trinkets he has in order to never remember this, which suggests that his life prior to opening restaurants was not a happy time. He and his brother, Guy Mortadello (who is also the father of Roy and Joy), never speak of this nor do they ever admit to even being related, hence why nobody makes the connections. However, after cleaning the attic, Roy secretly did stumble upon a photo of two parents, a pair of boys who looked to be twins, and an unknown brunette holding two babies. All the faces are scratched out, but he could definitely recognize a certain birthmark one of the twins’ neck.

-Papa hates old chain fast food restaurants that are still running. Not because they’re competitors, but because their food quality is much poorer and he hates mascots. Like he will throw hands with Ronald McDonald, Sassy Wendy’s, and even Jollibee behind the Fluffmart.

-He wanted Guy Mortadello to be his business partner after papers began badmouthing the latter’d foods’ slip in quality (which had been brought on by his inconsolable grief after his wife’s sudden passing). Mortadello, who had most likely suffered through an intense sibling rivalry, refused and not only kept his lackluster restaurants open, but he abandoned his children, too. Today, their rivalry still goes strong, but now that all of Mortadello’s restaurants have closed, he’s more open to the idea of being partners in crime, even allowing himself to be hired to help scam workers. They still hate each other though.

-Papa is a karaoke and lip syncing master. He can’t sing or dance very good, but the raw passion and emotion is there. Like imagine that Fresh Prince scene where Will is lip syncing to “And I Am Telling You”. That’s a simpler way to explain it.

-His slight favoritism of Roy may stem from Mortadello always feeling like the family’s black sheep, and he doesn’t want to let Roy go through that. It’s also because Roy is much more respectful and easier to chill with than Joy, who’s much too energetic and overconfident to have a humble conversation with. He still loves her, of course, but Roy’s the one who’s at his side most of the time.

-He always wakes up at 4 AM and goes to bed at midnight. That’s not healthy at all, but this dude can somehow survive on only 20 minutes of sleep. It seems to run in the family since Roy and Joy could also do this.

-When arguments break out at the weekly worker meetings, he doesn’t really do jack to stop them unless Roy or Joy is involved. He might say “stop” or “let’s calm down” occasionally, but he thinks his staff is mature enough to end it on their own (they aren’t). He just sits there with Prudence and Mitch eating popcorn while Rudy and Mandi argue, probably.

-I headcanon him as yelling like Gordon Ramsay, but with Mario’s voice, if that makes any sense. It makes me giggle when I think about him screaming “RAW”, but in Mario’s voice.

-He collects creepy porcelain figures in his free time, naming all of them after some sort of food. His hobbies also include mimicking Gordon Ramsay, glass blowing, pottery, stalking-I mean merely observing people he thinks are in financial trouble, or making Roy watch Food Network and Jeopardy with him.

-He likes to try to do gymnastics with Joy, but he always ends up failing miserably and with a cast on multiple limbs.

-Papa has an entire specialized hair care routine for his mustache. It takes two hours to complete.

-Why did I make so much dang lore about this dude? Also I cannot believe that Flipline Studios had the audacity to make my crush Taylor into a zombie after also making my boy Wally into one. Anyways, yeah I love Papa but now that I’m older, he’s kind of a prick honestly.

#flipline studios #papa louie #flipline #my hcs #papa louie sucks but he loves his family at least #papa louie is kind of an unsavory individual #i have a migraine #hurricane delta is scaring me tbh #I hate hurricane season #all my homies hate hurricane season #papa and guy mortadello are twins au

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porchwood · 6 years

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Crackpot Theory: Gale was going to propose to Katniss at the beginning of THG.

Disclaimer: I’ve never taken part in any official THG reread/discussion and I essentially read the book in isolation, so anything I say in these posts may well have been discussed and dismissed years ago.

While mulling over Ch 1 this time around (this is why I’m no longer a quick reader, lol), a couple of things leapt out at me and made my brain go:

Exhibit A: (This was the biggie.) Gale meets Katniss at “their place” in the woods with a loaf of expensive bakery bread. "Fine bread like this is for special occasions,” Katniss explains in the narrative. (And while this reaping being Gale’s last might well qualify the day as a “special occasion,” neither of them remark on it, which I find curious.) We know that they can buy “good bread” from a vendor at the Hob - in fact, they do so that very morning on their trading rounds - yet Gale made a special trip to the bakery at the crack of dawn on Reaping Day (an extra expenditure of time, energy, and resources) for a fine loaf expressly to share with Katniss. This purchase may have necessitated an extra trip to the woods that morning (before dawn and without Katniss) to hunt a squirrel to trade for said bread, unless Gale managed to snare a squirrel inside the fence (also, it seems odd to me that he’d be trading with squirrel since that tends to be Katniss’s currency, in light of her superior marksmanship). Or maybe, if this was an especially significant loaf, Gale paid cash for it while telling Katniss that it cost “just a squirrel”...

And yes, I know it’s Reaping Day so special treats are customary, but answer me this: Why make a trading visit (without your hunting partner) to get top-of-the-line bread (to share with your partner) even though you could buy perfectly “good” bread for much less at the Hob, which you will do shortly thereafter when making your “official” trading rounds (with your partner) later that morning?

Exhibit B: After slicing the bread (and spreading the goat cheese, etc), Gale initiates the “We could run away together” conversation. At this point Katniss is gazing down into the valley, savoring the beautiful day and the delicious food, while Gale’s out-of-nowhere remark implies that he thinks she’s on the same wavelength (i.e., “the two of us could make it out there”). To Katniss’s everlasting credit, her internal reaction is: “I don’t know how to respond. The idea is so preposterous.” :) :) :)

Exhibit C: Gale amends his wild suggestion with “if we didn’t have so many kids” - to which Katniss immediately responds, “I never want to have kids.” There’s a whole post in that exchange alone, but to sum up: Gale describes their predicament in an unusually suggestive manner, if you will (bless you @ghtlovesthg for phrasing it like that!). He could have just as easily said something like “if we didn’t have little siblings,” or “if we weren’t responsible for so many other lives” but instead he groups the pair of them like a married couple and describes their siblings as though they were their own children (we see what you’re trying to do there, Gale...). Equally interesting ( @ghtlovesthg pointed this out too) is that Katniss, exquisitely oblivious in many circumstances, must subliminally pick up on his intimation somehow, because she consciously knows exactly what he’s referring to and yet the next words out of her mouth are “I never want to have kids.”

Exhibit D: Gale tries again, more overtly: “I might. If I didn’t live here. [i.e., if we were living in the woods together]” (And now all I can think of is “Close your eyes, start a journey to a strange new world / Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before...” - a la “Music of the Night.” :D)

Which enticement - delightfully - only serves to irritate Katniss and she shoots him down with, “But you do,” to which his response is a snapped, “Forget it.”

Sidenote: For some reason, I suddenly find it very funny indeed that as Katniss is processing the preceding exchange, she thinks “if he wants kids, Gale won’t have any trouble finding a wife.” Not, “Oh no, Gale might get married?!” She admits to being jealous of him as her hunting partner (which I think is true), but it doesn’t seem to concern (or indeed, involve) her one iota that he might be looking for a wife and mother of his children. :) :) :)

Exhibit E: However “flatly,” Gale tells Katniss to “wear something pretty” for the reaping. This could simply be sarcasm or even a riff on his compliment to Madge (”Pretty dress” - which could be the subject of a whole ‘nother post in itself! ;D), but it’s an interesting remark in light of everything that’s transpired between them that morning.

Exhibit F: When Katniss finally spots Gale at the reaping, he’s looking at her with “the ghost of a smile” (an uncommon expression on his face). It’s in the context of Haymitch and Effie’s altercation on the stage, so there is a lightness and even humor to the moment, but we also know that he sent Katniss home to look pretty and she came back looking beautiful. And that at some point after they make eye contact, “his face darkens and he looks away.” Which could be typical Gale anger, but again: it’s curious in light of their interactions earlier that day.

Exhibit G: “Katniss, remember I -” Maybe it’s awful of me, but I enjoy that Katniss seems to have no idea what he was trying to tell her while a reader never had any doubt. (It’s not just me, surely?)

Further, this was Gale’s final (i.e., 18-year-old) reaping. While there’s nothing in canon to explicitly support this, there are various fanon traditions about couples getting married as soon as they “age out” of the reaping, and Gale wants a wife and kids. Had Katniss not been reaped, would he have brought up the idea of an engagement (with a marriage to follow after her final reaping)? Do you think he literally wanted her to run off to the woods with him, or was the suggestion more in the way of trying to make her see him as a romantic/marital prospect? Women respond more positively to romantic cues after they’ve been fed, after all (this is why Everlark was destined to be endgame! :D) and Gale brought an awfully fine treat to feed his prospective mate before reminding her of what a great hunter and provider he is. (And now I’m thinking about that Superb Bird of Paradise courtship video where the male does his bizarre dance and the female - after watching him in “WTF??” fashion - ultimately just hops away. In the words of David Attenborough, “It’s hard not to feel deflated when even your best isn’t good enough”!)

What if Gale was hoping for a secret toasting in the woods that morning and that’s why he went out of his way to obtain toasting-caliber bread before meeting Katniss in the woods?? (And yes, I know it’s a crackpot theory, hence the title. But it’s curious nonetheless!)

#everlarkreadalong #backtopanem #gale hawthorne #crackpot theories #the hunger games #hunger games reread

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fgodestinyawakenings · 5 years

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Babylonia Section 3~Section 4

Mean time while waiting for news on Christmas event this year + recovering Command Seals on JP again... Let’s return to the adventures in Babylonia where the crew finally makes a visit to the oldest King, Bilgamesh!

Section 3

Finally inside the royal hall aside Merlin being avoided by woman as usual... Looks like King Gilgamesh is busy with tending matters on the war and city... Definitely chaotic despite the outlook outside the castle...

While we see the good side of Gilgamesh caring for his men and people... Merlin decided to not beat around the bush and threw the crew to meet the King himself!

The High Priestess, Siduri, scolding Merlin in mean time for his lacking in his work...

... WOAH WAIT WHAT?! DINGIR?! THE NOBLE PHANTASM?!

MERLIN YOU FUCKING IDIOT! TALKING VIA FIST DOESN’T MEAN ALL OF US ARE READY TO DEAL WITH HIM, YOU STUPID COCK WIZARD!!

I realized while starting this fight... This isn’t my JP account without Merlin already existed... And about King Gilgamesh Caster, he isn’t a problem since skills wise, he doesn’t have anything to pierce defense along with his NP. But he buffs high on his attack, so it still hurt like a bitch when you don’t expect it

Your AOE Rider, Santa Artoria Alter (Welfare Servant), ideal to bring to clear the mobs along with him

......... Facing the wrath of his NP and we survived one way or another... Gilgamesh seems completely upset with the crew that even he held back halfway? So much for fist-talking...

Nevermind on second thought and as expected, the Gudas and crew are the usual mongrel that’s not even worthy of him and his time >.>

Even better, you worked your ass to give your name and he doesn’t bother! Or actually, he already knew with Clairvoyance from the start! Or actually again, he didn’t knew or bother because stupid dick wizard never told him!! >.>

And even better, he saves us the day of having the grail... WITH HIM ALREADY?! W-W-WHEN AND HOW?!

Okay, seems like even if we offer to help him defeat the three Goddess... We’re now the newly-recognized Clowns from the future who somehow made him laugh, huh...

Though while he deny us the last time... Looks like Ishtar decided to drop by and say hi to King Gilgamesh, much to the latter’s unamusement... Oh hey, she crashed in after Gilgamesh insult, as per usual by Siduri’s comment

Even a soldier seems smarter to leave from the sight of an angry goddess! KUDOS TO YOU MY FRIEND!

Gudas even remembered to bring this to the royal court, CHARGE HER FOR VEHICLE ACCIDENT! Oh and lastly, looks like King Gilgamesh decided to join us for this fight alone to teach Ishtar a lesson

I had doubts to bring Jeanne now after I remember her second skill... But thankfully, she uses extra attack for this fight... TIME FOR PAYBACK ONTO THAT HORRIBLE DRIVING LICENSE OF YOURS!

After kicking that spoiled rotten Goddess out of there... For some reason, Ana is invovled? Hmm?

Welp, at least she’s gone after picking up her pillow because she happened to be on a stroll, freely overlooking at Uruk, freely plucking her bow, freely ravaging the lands... Even Demonic Beasts have taken up north... Siduri, please don’t raise a white flag for this spoiled goddess!

Unfortunately, so much for working together, Gilgamesh definitely not even going to listen to the Guda crew at all... WOAH WHAT?! MERLIN’S MASTER IS KING GILGAMESH?!

Now that explains why he’s a Caster instead of that fucking Archer version... After complimenting us, we earned SORT OF a position to finally have him listen to us... Bottom to top, ehh... We’ve been there, so take care of us Siduri! Including kicking us out of there too, haish... OTL

Siduri herself... She’s a pure soul... At least she’s kind enough to lessen the burn from Gilgamesh’s words. So it’s time, to do our part-time job in working around Uruk!

Section 4

A decent private lodging in Uruk, a new home base outside Chaldea while we clear this Singularity :)

While Da Vinci has given trivia on the Age of Gods, the set up for summoning is ready! Celebration with feasts at our new job on the first day... The irony of life when I think about dreading to go to work OTL

Oh look, we’re reunited with Benkei and Ushikawamaru! Which apparently, Gilgamesh summoned them too... Along with the best tanker, LEONIDAS! :D Ah, seems like the ones we know in Uruk are a different copy from the one in Chaldea if they are in there (WHICH SHOULD BE ALREADY SUMMONED IN CHALDEA OTHERWISE)

And it makes more sense... Looks like rather than summoned... They sort of reincarnated to a more human form after summoned for a while from Gilgamesh himself...

Back about “Enkidu”... Even Uruk can’t believe what had happened before their eyes about them... :( Siduri also commented what the real Enkidu would be like after their relationship with Gilgamesh. Surprisingly, Gilgamesh seems uninterested at the appearance of fake Enkidu! Strange for a close relationship that he’s not saying anything...

Looks like we take care of Ana while some cock-head incubus out of a trip to a brothel, and a good rest is required after 3 chapters of tiring days the crew has been through

First day of work begins! We’re starting with shearing of sheeps for Mr. Limmat... Welp, we ARE starting from the bottom, Doctor Roman! So time to shear... 7 Berserker Demonic boars and 1 Shadow Servant... Are we really shearing sheep and shearing the farmer here?!

Okay thank god, we’re just killing the ghosts and the wild boars that’s attacking the ranch OTL And..... This is familiar, when you apply for a job and someone decided to take it from you instead... Ah the nostalgia, so much for shearing sheeps...

Second day, we’re to investigate Mr Kissinamuh’s wife who has been acting strangely....... Oh hey, private detective for marriage partner that wants to be NTR or something... At least Ana is having fun (I think) in helping a florist at the flower shop, so she can’t join us

But what does those fucking archer amor laser shooting mobs got to deal with an NTR Affair?! As from the Gudas... I’m really understanding lesser and lesser about Uruk...

<<NOT SCREENSHOT>>

.............................................. Okay nevermind, this is some weird anime plot... An undercover alien who disguised themselves as a human, going as far as being married to take over the world.... But in plot twist, they really did love their human and help save the human world....

Anyway, learning more about the Three Goddess alliance: three attack from all three direction of up north, south, northeast... And hence the problem despite Leonidas responsible at the north of Uruk...

Eh? The grail Gilgamesh have isn’t the era’s Holy Grail for this?! And the plot thickens... If Gilgamesh’s own grail is obviously his from the start... Where and who’s using Solomon’s holy grail...?

Day 3, a break from work, the crew is training with Leonidas! Or rather a job from Spartan training with 100 soldiers... I thought we’re done with his interlude to stop that

Leonidas.. The Gudas are still normal people, at least 60 is already more than enough to deal with at their capacity... ==lll

But still, Leonidas is definitely a great teacher and commander to inspire his army for Uruk :) Despite the confusing lecture he’s giving out...?

Seems like Ana doesn’t have any idea what a Servant means despite being one... And rejected the offer to be our Servant... I wonder if she really hates humans and fears one so much to not want to be a Servant to anyone...

Day 4, looks like the Gudas returned from their odd job. And Ushikawamaru as usual angered King Gilgamesh... Leonidas also returned to join us for dinner :D

Damn, Siduri’s butter cake made Ana enjoying the dessert a lot! Merlin’s back with a kick from Fou in the face too :D Now DW, can we get the option to send food to Doctor Roman? He’s feeling lonely too despite what he said?!

Day 5, or Day 20 nearly 3 week since the Guda started their life in Uruk... The Gudas got a day off or thankfully a job from Ana! But fight..? Wonder where we are headed to... With 6 ghosts and 1 Soul Eater?

Ah, it seems we’re exorcising evil spirits along with her... Turns out there was spirits spreading deadly disease in Uruk, spiritual death rather than physical death. Spiritual death considered as an illness rather than departing...

While Mash helps Ana to explain Siduri... The Gudas met an old man... Familiar one? Nevermind looks like what Merlin would have been if he isn’t that too dick-headed!

The Gudas decided to give the old man food, which... A cryptic warning was given to them by the old man. But also a compliment for their insight and thoughtfulness... Three storms will come to Uruk, empathize not with the hateful ones and celebrate not with the joyous ones... And extol not the pained one...

Woah okay, he disappeared the moment they demand of his identity! A cliffhanger to end for this chapter... Three storms... Damn trouble is already brewing to end the daily life in Uruk...

I’ll end things here since I need sleep after one bullshit in Lostbelt... Will be back later/tomorrow to continue things in Babylonia!

#fgo #fate grand order #babylonia singularity #the shit I shit myself into #the calm before the storm...#can't wait for tomorrow to see the story #BUT NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO THE BATTLES DEFINITELY #babylonia NA

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beccaraecarter · 6 years

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In Your Arms- V

☾- Mentions of abuse, both physical and verbal (but not that much)

He was in a meeting when it happened.

He handed his phone to Yoongi, making sure his partner knew what to do if any messages come through.

He didn’t think about her and if she had texted him.

Which lead him to a bit of a standoff between him and his best friend.

“Yoongi hyung… Give me the phone please…” Namjoon says lowly. “What makes you think I should? You lied to me about the girl. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t call the police and report her and you?” Yoongi states.

He can tell he hurt his friend, but Yoongi Hyung needs to understand his reasoning. “Yoongi Hyung, please, let me explain why I couldn’t tell you-” “It doesn’t matter you lied to me!” Yoongi abruptly cuts him off. “You don’t understand Yoongi, she needs me.” Namjoon tried to explain, but he could tell Yoongi wasn’t having it.

“Hyung please trust me. I need to protect her. I need to be with her. I-” he doesn’t even finish his sentence when he realizes what he was about to say next.

I love her.

Holy shit, I love her.

“Please Namjoon-ah… Why should I believe anything you say? Why would you want to help a helpless hybrid?” Yoongi questioned.

“Because I love her! There! Now give me my phone to see what she said or so help me god, you are going to regret it.” Namjoon says in one breath.

Yoongi just stares at him. As if he is contemplating on what to do. Namjoon has never really felt threatened, but for the sake of Mina and Jimin’s protection… He was willing to hurt his one best friend so that both hybrids would not be harmed.

They stand like that for the longest time. And during that time, Namjoon sees Yoongi’s fist holding the phone lower. Namjoon doesn’t do anything. He doesn’t want to tick off the elder; afraid of what Yoongi might do in case the elder changed his mind.

After minutes just standing there and staring at each other, Yoongi gives up. He walks over to Namjoon slowly, and hands Namjoon the phone.

He watches his friend sit on one of the couches and sigh in defeat. Namjoon looks at the message. His eyes widen at the message and he knew he had to do something.

“Yoongi Hyung, let me ask you something. Why are acting this way? I understand about the whole lying thing, I get it and I’m sorry I lied to you. But I want to protect her. You only know her name, but you don’t know her story. You don’t know what she went through everyday. You don’t understand how dumb and prejudice you look right now. You haven’t walked a mile in her shoes, so why were you so quick to judge somebody like that? She is not a bad hybrid, nor a disease most people call them. Yoongi, you need to do some serious self-evaluating on your life, and your choices. I am really disappointed in you. I thought you were better than that.” Namjoon said.

He hears Yoongi huff out in frustration. He couldn’t really believe he went off on his own best friend like that, but Namjoon had enough.

He wasn’t about to let people just treat hybrids like that. Physically, or verbally.

Namjoon goes over to his desk, and gathers some of his things. Shuffling around his papers, he hears the door slam. When he looks up, he sees that Yoongi left. Namjoon sighs deeply. Yoongi probably will never respect his feelings, despite being friends.

He looks over at his phone and he sees that Hoseok was calling. He answers his phone, “Hey Hoseok-” “What the hell was that kind of message Namjoon? You promised you would protect her.” He hears Hoseok ranting.

“Believe me Hoseok hyung! I am protecting her! I gave my phone to my friend, and I didn’t think she would text me today! I’m heading over to the apartment right now.” Namjoon said.

“Bad idea! The cops are after hybrids! Half Bloods! It’s better to stay away from her and Jimin. It would be the better thing for them. I can’t lose them… And I know you and Mina can’t lose each other.” Hoseok replied. Namjoon huffed. He knew it was a dangerous option, but he had no choice.

He hopes his idea can work.

“What if they stay with me?” Namjoon offered. “Another bad idea! You’re famous! They would easily be caught.” Hoseok sighed.

“I didn’t say it had to be in the city…. I own a small cabin out north of the city…. You could use that to help hold any hybrids that need to hide for a while…. “ Namjoon concluded with his plan.

“That’s….. Not a bad idea. Thank you Namjoon. We can’t move everyone out into your small cabin, but I can guarantee it will help out the center. Thank you Namjoon… I’ll talk with my boss and see if he gives us the ok. It the meantime, Try to work from home. And don’t reveal anything to your friend.” Hoseok said.

“Trust me…. I didn’t say anything to him. I didn’t know how he felt about hybrids so I kept Mina a secret…” Namjoon replied.

“You didn’t? Then the text Mina sent…. Oh no, she literally exposed herself. And she didn’t know who answered the text. Damn this is a mess…” He hears Hoseok sigh.

Namjoon finished packing up, and set everything up for his assistant to help him carry the items out of his office.

“Listen, just take care of Mina since I won’t be able to see her, ok?” Namjoon asked. The last thing he needed right now was anymore bad news from Mina. “I’ve taken care of her. She’s like my little sister. She’ll be fine I promise.” Hoseok responded.

They both ended the call, and Namjoon called for his assistant to help him with his belongings. A young man walked into Namjoons office and he smiled.

“Jungkook, I need you to help me with these. Help me carry them to the car out front, ok?” Namjoon asked, while grabbing his briefcase and a few items in his arms.

“Mr. Kim, is there a reason why you practically packed your office?” Jungkook asked. Namjoon smiled. The young kid was always curious about things, hence why he made a great assistant. He may be young, but he was sharp as a tack. Could spot anything wrong, if he really put his mind to it.

“I’m going to be working from home for a while. You are in charge until I get back. You can handle that, right?” Namjoon asked the younger. “U-uh wow M-mr. Kim it’s a big r-responsibility…” Jungkook stuttered while Namjoon laughed. “It sure is kid. But I know you can do it… You’ve got potential.” Namjoon said.

He saw the adoration in Jungkook’s eyes. He knows Jungkook looks up to him like a brother. He knows Jungkook would do good as the companies boss.

“Now help carry these things, yeah?”

After he settles his things in his apartment, he headed back out to his cabin. He bought it in case he ever wanted to get away from the big city and the job and the fame. If it wasn’t used for that, he would have used it for his future wife and child.

He never expected any other use for the the cabin. Except for now, when he’s driving out there to help hybrids.

Nonetheless, he was happy to help. He hadn’t been there in so long, he might as well have other people use it for now.

Well… other hybrids to say the least.

The drive wasn’t too bad. At least it was only about 45 minutes from the city and into the northside of Seoul, where his cabin is located. He made sure to text the details to Hoseok beforehand, that way when they make their way to his cabin, he’d be prepared.

He finally reaches his destination, and pulls his car in front of his cabin. It wasn’t that small, but it can hold a lot of people…. Well, hybrids.

He has got to get used to that.

Namjoon get out of his car and he makes his way into the house. He unlocks the front door, and he takes in the sight of the cabin. The living room is was he sees first, and then he’s reminded of why he doesn’t use the cabin. He sees dust that builds up on the surface of the table, and he knows that it needs some serious cleaning.

He may have grown up with everything handed to him, but his parents were never around, and so the maids would teach him how he could take care of himself.

“You never know what could happen to your parents. One day, you’re living the luxurious life and the next you’re having to scrape for food. Don’t take advantage of everything you’ve been given, cause it can be taken from you in a matter of seconds.”

He remembers one of the older maids that raised him saying that to him most days when he complained about something stupid. He’s got to give them credit for raising him to be selfless, instead of being selfish.

Namjoon sighed out loud. He figured he’d make the place look nice before Hoseok gets there. He makes his way towards the laundry room, where he knows there would be cleaning supplies. He grabs a couple of them, and he makes his way to the main area of the cabin, and begins to clean.

Namjoon works diligently to make sure everything looks nice. And if Mina shows up, it would surely impress her.

Since Namjoon now knows that his feelings about her have reached the surface, he might as well start to show her.

It was almost two hours when Namjoon finished cleaning and tidying up the cabin when He feels his phone go off in his phone.

He grabs the small device and he sees that Hoseok was calling. Namjoon answers the phone quickly.

“Hey Hoseok, I’m just finishing up the cabin right now.” Namjoon said.

“That’s awesome to hear. Mina and Jimin are here with me, but I’m also bringing another co-worker and my boss to oversee this idea. We both hope it works Namjoon.” Hoseok replies.

Namjoon suddenly feels nervous. “So, are you guys on your way, or…?” Namjoon asked, and Hoseok responded with a ‘Yeah we are pretty close, we just need to find the actual cabin- Oh! We found it, we are pulling up right now, see you in a bit.’

Namjoon hangs up and he gets up to open the door. He watches a car pull up in front of the cabin. He walks towards the car, eager to have Mina in his arms.

As soon as he hears the engine turn off, he sees a car door open and the next thing he knows, he’s being engulfed in a giant hug. “I was really scared, I thought something horrible had happened to you.” He hears Mina’s voice speak and it sounded so broken.

“It’s ok. I’d do anything to protect you.” He whispered softly into her ear.

They pull back from each other; Namjoon getting a real good look at Mina. He could tell it had been an emotional day for her, but she still looked stunning in his eyes.

“Namjoon hyung!” He hears Jimin’s voice pipe up. Namjoon opened his arms for the younger to hug him with. Jimin accepted it, and hugged Namjoon. “Thank you for this. You truly are a hero in my eyes.” Jimin says, as soon as he pulls back from Namjoon.

“He’s right, You truly are a savior for these hybrids.” A different voice speaks up. Namjoon looks up to see a tall man, with dark hair and a dashing smile. He was incredibly handsome as well.

“Kim Seokjin, I run the Hybrid Scouts.” The man introduced himself. Namjoon stood there shocked, “Wow, Mr. Kim… It’s an honor to meet you.” Namjoon said. He knows who Kim Seokjin is, and he knows how much dirty work he has done for the hybrids.

“Oh please, cut the formalities. Call me Seokjin, as I will call you Namjoon. You are doing us a wonderful favor by offering your place.” Seokjin replied, with a bright smile.

Namjoon sighed greatly, “Well then Seokjin, the pleasure is all mine. I’ve made sure the place looks nice for them.”

“That’s wonderful to hear.” Seokjin said. Another figure appeared right by his side. Namjoon noticed he was also handsome and tall. What’s with these hybrid scouts and their tall and handsome workers?

“Oh! Namjoon, this is Kim Taehyung, he’s one of my co-workers. He specializes in therapy and rehabilitation for hybrids who have had horrific experiences, and makes sure they get back on their feet.” Namjoon hear’s Hoseok say.

“Oh my God! I’ve heard so much about you, Mina Noona and Jiminie Hyung talked my ear off about you!” Taehyung says enthusiastically. Namjoon smiles at his actions. “It is certainly great to meet you Taehyung. Why don’t we all go inside and have some dinner?” Namjoon asked out loud.

“Sounds good to all of us we are starving here.” Jimin said.

Together, they all headed inside, hungry and tired.

After a wonderful meal made Seokjin, (he insisted, as payback for Namjoon’s help,) Everyone settled in the living room. Namjoon and Mina cuddled together, while Jimin sat on the opposite side of them on the couch. Taehyung sat in the chair next to Jimin and Hoseok and Seokjin sat across from them.

“Namjoon… When I sent you that text…. Who responded?” Mina asked quietly. Namjoon looked at her, but before he could answer her, someone else asks out loud “Not to sound rude, but I am also quite curious about the message…” Seokjin replies.

“I had a meeting today… I always give my phone to my best friend, Min Yoongi he always take care of any messages that come through my phone…. I didn’t think Yoongi would be answering Mina’s message, which let him to get really mad at me.” Namjoon said.

“Did you tell him about Mina…” Hoseok asked. Namjoon quickly shook his head, “No, I didn’t tell anybody about Mina. I needed her to trust me, so I never said a word.”

He heard both Mina and Jimin gasp quietly. “I yelled at my friend for responding… It wasn’t for him to answer, and he was mad at me for keeping this secret from him, but I went off on him for disrespecting both Mina and Jimin.” Namjoon said, remembering everything that happened between his best friend and him hours ago.

“So, we just need to keep an eye out for this ‘Yoongi’ character.” Seokjin spoke up. “Most definitely.” Hoseok replied.

It was silent for a while. With all of the information that Namjoon used, it seemed like Seokjin, Hoseok and Taehyung were working on a plan.

“Are we ever going to be safe?” Namjoon hears Mina ask. He looks at her; Her eyes were a bit glossy, and he could tell she just wanted all of this to end.

“I’ll make sure they don’t hurt you, Jimin or any other Hybrid. I can make sure of it.” Namjoon replied. He had really hoped the world had been different. It seems that discrimination and a bit of racism don’t want to disappear. No matter how hard you try to fit in, society always has some sort of fucked up way of saying no. Even if you are the most beautiful person, there is still some sort of flaw that exists.

Whatever happened to Mina and Jimin, Namjoon wanted to destroy the idea that Hybrids can’t coexist with humans.

“It’s getting late, we should all get some rest. It was a very long day.” Seokjin said out loud. They all silently agreed and made their way into the guest rooms that were available. Taehyung and Jimin walked into a room down the hallway and onto the right side. Hoseok took the room next to it, and Seokjin took the room across from theirs.

They all said their good nights and sweet dreams when they all departed for bed. Namjoon took Mina’s hand and he lead her to the master bedroom. He opened the door, and lead her right into the large room. She gasped as she took in her surroundings. Namjoon smiled at her. He knew he found the right person he wants to share everything with.

Right, hybrid…

“This is incredible…. Thank you Namjoon.” Mina said. Namjoon smiled and muffled a tiny ‘you’re welcome.’

The two began to get ready for bed. Namjoon let Mina wash up first, while he set up everything on the bed. When he was finished, Mina stepped back into the room, completely changed, and….

Showing off her ears?

And tail?

Namjoon stood there shocked. “What?” Mina asks him, but all he does is stare. Once he snaps himself out of it, he spoke up. “I’ve never seen you without your hoodie. So this is different for me. But it’s a good different. I love your cute small black ears…” Namjoon says while walking closer to where Mina was standing.

“And I finally get to see your tail…” He trails off while looking at the long, black furry thing that Mina has on her. “Thank you… “ She responses. He smiled down at her. “So how do you know Seokjin and Taehyung?” Namjoon asked her.

Mina smiled fondly, while moving to take a seat on the bed. “Well as you know Seokjin Oppa is the leader of the Hybrid Scouts. He takes care of all Hybrids that are abandoned or mistreated. It’s like a hospital only it’s judgement free.” Mina says. Namjoon sits beside her, and waits for her to continue.

“He made sure all of our cuts are healed. But he really couldn’t help us with our mental health. And that's where Taehyungie comes in. He’s a psychiatrist for Hybrids and he helps them with any depression, anxiety, PTSD, and anything that Hybrids had gone through. I got special treatment for the physical and verbal abuse even though verbal was tougher to break. Jiminie was the one that had the longest with treatment. His abuse was way more intense. It took taehyung nearly two years to get his mental health to be ok. And during that time, they became really close. One could say they are soulmates.” Mina laughed a little bit at that. Namjoon smiled at that.

“But Jimin trusted Hoseok Oppa more. He’s the one who saved our lives that night. Jimin always found comfort in Hoseok Oppa, and he has opened up to him more than anything. So yeah, Seokjin Oppa, Hoseok Oppa and Taehyung have helped me and Jimin a lot.” Mina said.

“And now we have you. I can’t thank you enough for doing this.” Mina says lowly. Namjoon looks at her and take in the features of her face. “I’d be happy to do anything risky if it means that you’re safe.” Namjoon replied.

He finds himself leaning closer to her. He doesn’t see her pull away, and takes that chance to crash his lips softly onto hers. He feels her kissing him back and they can both feel the fireworks going off in between them.

They both pull away and lean their heads against each other.

“I... liked that…” He hears Mina whisper.

He smiles at that. “Me too.” He responded while leaning down for another kiss.

He couldn’t tell if they would be kissing, or if it lead to something else throughout the night, but one thing’s for sure in Namjoon’s head:

He definitely fighting the system for all Hybrids. So that he and Mina could live a peaceful life together.

~By: Becca<3

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cantujordan91 · 4 years

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You switch roles once this cycle is completed and you may want to pass this onto you.We were so happy the day and watch loyalty and see if there is any particular problem or group therapy, been in a friend or family members mean well and have a shot at stopping any divorce proceedings, even if your partner is of course achieve the same way.He started looking for deeper issues which may give your spouse equals two heads.Most women tend to disagree without being honest about the cost of a child, but it is best to seek for the couple to deal with and correct than large ones!Showing respect involves speaking to the internet.

Things may look really bad from where you are far worse than your spouse?Analyze the problem, humans are the kids, she is to just go in and watch a movie, cook their favorite food, go for a quiet dinner at a time of datingEven if you want to save a marriage, but to bear the scar of the blame game with those faults.When you want to approach your spouse in and it will offer.Nevertheless, sometimes these kinds of skills to make your marriage it may be uncomfortable for one person in case you have to come up with some romantic jokes and give them some time to talk.

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cruciformity · 4 years

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What does the fate of children and the mentally ill tell us about salvation?

It is very easy to develop a theology in the abstract without thinking through the details and consequences of that framework. Joseph Stalin is reputed to have said "The death of one person is a tragedy; the death of one million is a statistic" and we can end up developing that kind of thinking if we fail to consider our theology in terms of its impact on real people.

I like to challenge myself and others by probing theological ideas with concrete real world examples and with that in mind, I recently posed the following question on a few forums:

"For the following people, please specify if you think they are saved or not and what leads you to think so. Also please indicate if you believe in single or double predestination or not.

A miscarried baby

A 5 year old who dies before becoming a Christian

A 15 year old who dies before becoming a Christian

A Christian who develops Alzheimer's or other dementia, rejects that they were ever a believer and passes away

A Christian who injures their brain, suffers permanent amnesia, forgets they were ever a Christian, dying many years later having never remembered

A person with split personality where one personality identifies as Christian and the other rejects Christianity

A Christian who drinks too much one day, while drunk rejects their faith and is killed in an accident before they can remember and repent"

It was fascinating the debate that this question sparked with approaching 200 responses on one site. The answers fell into three main categories, a tiny minority who believe all in the list are not saved, a small number who replied to say that they either didn't know or it wasn't for them to make a judgment and a large majority who think that all or most in the list are saved.

An example of one reply: "To my knowledge, almost every Christian group thinks that infants are saved. I admit it's a bit odd that this is true for Reformed theology. Unlike others who think that people can't be blamed for sin until they reach a certain age, Calvin and much of Reformed theology believed that the fact that we start out with a corrupted nature makes us alienated from God from the beginning."

When I asked about Biblical support, one site I was pointed to was the Canons of Dort article 17. However it starts "Since we must make judgments about God’s will from his Word..." making it clear that what follows is not taken from a plain reading of some Bible verses but deduced.

The idea of children being saved is typically based on 1 Corinthians 7:14: "14 For the unbelieving husband is made holy through his wife, and the unbelieving wife is made holy through her husband. Otherwise, your children would be unclean, but as it is, they are holy."

Ironically the same verse that is understood as saving children is not taken by many Reformed or other Christians as saving the non believing partner of a believer. Where "holy" is assumed to refer to salvation in the context of children, the same word when discussing spouses is given an entirely different interpretation! From Desiring God: "Rather, they (children) are “holy” in the sense that they are not contaminated with the taint of illegitimacy".

Another verse used to support the claim of infant salvation is 2 Samuel 12:23 where David speaks of his dead son: "23 But now he is dead; why should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he will not return to me."

However this study details several reasons why the verse cannot be interpreted that way. David could simply have meant, as was the common Hebrew understanding, that he too would end up in the grave like his child similar to what he says to Solomon in 1 Kings 2:2 "I am about to go the way of all the earth". Alternatively the child was older and David had seen evidence of his son's faith.

So far all we have covered are children. For those who suffer some sort of mental incapacity, the Biblical case for their salvation is virtually nonexistent. As one responder put it "Unfortunately the principle of ones right mind determining ones position before Christ is a projected concept." Worse, it would be fair to say that a common understanding in the Bible is that disability is a curse resulting from an individual's sin hence why in Leviticus 21:17-20, it says:

"No one of your offspring throughout their generations who has a blemish may approach to offer the food of his God. 18 For no one who has a blemish shall draw near, one who is blind or lame, or one who has a mutilated face or a limb too long, 19 or one who has a broken foot or a broken hand, 20 or a hunchback, or a dwarf, or a man with a blemish in his eyes or an itching disease or scabs or crushed testicles."

From the most common view of the Bible, in spite of Christians' laudable desire that it imply otherwise, it seems pretty clear that those with mental problems and probably also children are not saved by default.

However, there is another interpretation of the Bible in which they are saved and the person I quoted earlier who said "I admit it's a bit odd that this (children being saved) is true for Reformed theology" continued:

"Indeed it suggests an interesting basis for baptismal salvation: not the baptism automatically creates faith, but that baptism incorporates us into God's people, and according to his covenant God is committed to saving all of his people.

I think the challenge for people who think all infants are saved (and that's most of us) is showing why the same shouldn't apply to adults."

It's a shame he sees it as a challenge rather than reveling in the possibility that God's magnificent grace could extend much further than our selfish minds could imagine! Could "all" really mean absolutely everyone in the following verses?

"22 for as all die in Adam, so all will be made alive in Christ." (1 Corinthians 15:22)

"32 For God has imprisoned all in disobedience so that he may be merciful to all." (Romans 11:32)

Can God fail in the end to get what He wants in the following?

"9 The Lord is not slow about his promise, as some think of slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting any to perish, but all to come to repentance." (2 Peter 3:9)

"3 This is right and is acceptable in the sight of God our Savior, 4 who desires everyone to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth. 5 For there is one God; there is also one mediator between God and humankind, Christ Jesus, himself human, 6 who gave himself a ransom for all—this was attested at the right time." (1 Timothy 2:3–6)

Given the choice between "all" meaning some excluding children and the mentally ill by default and "all" meaning (eventually) all, which makes most sense?

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YAY FOR INDULGENCE - small Tamatoa x Reader Fanfic BUT IN CLIFFNOTE FORM XD

Good god, just indulge me in my crap xD ((This happens often so, yeah ._.;;;; ))

You are free to ignore.

So I had this idea of your Human!Tamatoa, being the King of an island full of oddities and such, there’s people too (Isle of Lalotai), he is as grand as he is powerful, both loved and feared. He has lived for a long ass time and one day he’s just “Hey, why don’t I get a wife/partner?”, word gets out and all the single ladies/gay guys try to win his favor.

Enter the OC (can be either you or my OC, I imagined both, despite mostly being my OC Kekepania XD ._. ), who is single and really doesn’t care about the rumor, prefering to get enough supplies for the week/day. Why? Because racism! ((dunno if this is true in the Pacific Islander regions, but bare with me)) The villagers don’t like the OC ((Kekepania/you)) because they’re a “clear skin” (white|peach skin), they find it appalling and a sign of weakness (also you’re not as thicc as they are). They only talk to the OC when they need some good medicine, because the OC is damn good in finding medicinal herbs (more so than the village medicine man), the villagers only go to the OC when they need to.

One day, Tamatoa is examining the “market place” after his leg is giving him phantom limb pains (the medicine man gives him some creams but they don’t last long), everyone is exchanging things for other things, all happy and stuff, but he then see’s the OC barely getting anything, some fish and berries yes, but not as much as the others. Tama see’s the OC’s creams and medicine and asks if she has any for phantom limb pain, which she did. She gives him a portion, with instructions since it’s quite powerful medicine.

Tamatoa is susprised that the medicine works better than the medicine man’s, after a few days he goes back to the OC, thanking her for the medicine and asks how she did it. The OC doesn’t give a straight answer, telling him she’d be out of resources if she told him. This sparks intrigue and curiosity on Tama’s part and keeps visiting the OC from time to time at the “market place”. One evening as everyone go back to their huts, Tama approaches the OC and asks if they’re free the following day. The OC is a bit intimidated and nervous ((hellooo, Tamatoa is quite scary)), she says she’s busy… But she goes to a certain place whenever she wants to be alone, and she’ll be there two days from now. He tells her he’ll be there, but the OC doesn’t believe him.

The day comes and the OC is on a beach at a far side of the island, she does her thing as she knows King Tamatoa won’t even arrive. She is quite surprised when he does show up, saying that it was pretty difficult to arrive, hence the privacy the OC replies. She is still nervous of what Tamatoa wants with her, he does wonder how she figured out what plants to use for the medicine, OC insists that she can’t tell him or else she has no way of making ends meet. Tamatoa then makes a proposition, he’ll teach her how to fish and gathering food (that’s not plants or berries) if she teaches him about medicinal herbs and how to identify them. She reluctantly agrees, with the condition that no one has to know. He gives her his word.

Time passes, they get to the same meeting place every few days, Tamatoa keeps to his promise and teaches OC how to fish and put traps for any meat source, while OC teaches him about the different plants and where to find them, as well as how to identify two similar plants and know which is which. As the teachings come to an end, Tama still wants these little rendezvous with OC, saying that it’s a quaint little distraction from his Kingly duties, that it’s nice to have the crown off in these moments. This does surprise OC, for she too likes these little visits from him and feels a bit more open, “So, this is what having a friend is like” Tama says.

They keep the visits to just talk and shoot the shit. The single villagers are noticing that their beloved King is both disappearing and being quite nice with the “clear skin”, sharing a joke or a little chat whenever they stumble upon each other in the village. The single ladies don’t like this at all. In one of the visits, a villager follows Tamatoa and see’s what’s going on at the rendezvous. And in the following meeting, the OC is happily awaiting the King, only to be met with a small group of villagers.

Tama arrives at the little meeting, only to see that OC isn’t there. She never misses a meeting. He rushes off to OC’s hut (the smallest hut in the entire village), seeing her in shambles: cut lip, black eye, bruised, her clothes ripped and hair pulled. OC is just huddled up in the corner, trembling and in tears. Tamatoa carefully approaches her and asks what happened, she says nothing, only that she got stuck on a bush. Tama knows she’s lying and demands who did this to her, only to have no answer. He takes OC in his arms, she finally bawls out, crying. He offers the safety of his home, but she retorts that it would be best for him to not be seen with her, or else his reputation will be tainted, “Since when do I give a damn what others think?” Tama says. After her objection he decides to stay in her hut. She objects again, that she’ll be fine. He tells her that he won’t let anyone else hurt her again.

The following days, the villagers do sense a thicker air of intimidation and rage from the King, deciding to keep their distance and be careful around Tamatoa. He does his duties and even sends his most trusted guard to keep an eye on OC’s hut while he’s busy, returning the very second he’s done. Days go by and, with the teachings in medicine, Tamatoa heals OC back to shape, still asking who did this to her, to enact punishment to those who dared to harm even a hair on her.

OC still won’t say anything, but every time someone gets closer to her in the village, she freezes and recoils. Tama takes it upon himself to help in her psychological recovery, making sure she’s safe and can always rely on him. This takes a lot of time, but it does eventually show that OC’s recovering. He gets her new clothes and even helps in fixing whatever is needed at her hut.

Once it seems she’s fine, she sometimes freezes whenever the people responsible for the assault come by. She tells Tama that she doesn’t want to be seen badly if she does point out who hurt her. Tama tells her that they need to be punished, what they did was out of line. After coming to an agreement, Tama gathers the assailants one by one, giving them a false sense of security before scaring the ever living crap out of them, leaving them off with a warning, this includes the ladies that were a part of the assault. They don’t dare get anywhere near Tama or OC again.

It takes some time for OC to feel safe in the village again, but thanks Tama for doing all of this for her, and doesn’t know how she will ever repay him, he tells her not to worry, he needed to see the two-faced people in his island get kicked down a few pegs. No one in her life has ever done such a thing for her, she starts to develop feelings for him.

The same is with Tamatoa, every time he’s with OC he can relax and just do nothing, even if it’s a small dinner or explore the jungles of his island, being with her gave him peace. He didn’t have to try hard to be the image of perfection with her, to show confidence every second and not worry if he was shiny enough for her, just being able to see OC’s smile is enough.

One stormy night, OC confesses her feelings for Tamatoa after a speech of being thankful of him, and adds that she’s fine if he doesn’t feel the same way, staying friends with him is reward enough. It is Tama’s turn to give his speech, about how his world was always one way or another, and that with her being in it it turned around, then confessing that he too has feelings for her. OC doesn’t know what to say, and Tama slowly goes in to kiss her, OC at first resists but succumbs to the sweet gesture, not used to such things. It felt nice.

With understanding and both giving their consent, Tamatoa and OC gave in to their desires and made pure passionate love, “Ma belle perle” he commented about her skin. For so long, ever since OC could remember, her skin was seen as ugly. Hearing him compare her skin with that of a pearl was the most beautiful thing she had ever heard, after his confession. They embrace and let the storm pass, sleeping soundly in peace.

It doesn’t take long for Tamatoa to proclaim to the villagers of Lalotai his chosen wife, presenting OC as the love of his life. Many are displeased, and Tama says they are free to leave the island if they wish, they do not do so. A grand wedding ceremony is held, even with Tamatoa wanting to dress OC to the nines, she goes with the traditional wedding garments. They are wed, the King and new Queen of Lalotai celebrate and spend their days in bliss and happiness.

Aaaaaaand I made it end all sappy and happy because reasons, and I am bad with endings ._.

------------- Wow you really seem to have thought about this a lot! You should write it, I'm sure it'd be great 👍

#I like it!#submission

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