#After i came out to her she remembered that and understood why i wasn't mad about it

[slutforleeminho]

heyy, i love your work, i was wondering if you could write a fic based on the song ‘the other woman’ by lana del rey where the reader is the other woman. you could do it about any member :)

this is my first ever request since i’ve been on this app so i hope i did it right 😭

The other Woman • Hwang Hyunjin

thank you so much! i’m so happy that your first ask was on my acc! i hope you like it<3

warnings: suggestive(no explicit smut), arguing, infidelity, toxic relationship, plot twist at the end;)

"I have to go, beautiful." Hyunjin leaned down to kiss your forehead after pulling his pants up and buttoning them. He placed his hand on the side of your face, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb. "She'll get suspicious if I stay any longer."

This was normal for you, yours and Hyunjin's little routine. He'd take you out to dinner and treat you like a princess, paying for your meals and anything else you could possibly want. Holding your hand and taking you places you've only dreamed of going, then he'd take you home --your home-- and he'd fuck you like there was no tomorrow. And then he'd leave to do the same things with his wife.

You never understood why he pursued you the way he did when he had someone at home to take care of, but you didn't care enough to bring it up. Why would you? You have everything a young woman could ever want; a young, handsome, rich man who gives you anything you want. But only a few times a week. It's okay though, that just gives you plenty of time to do things that you enjoy like reading and going to museums and admiring the beautiful pieces of art that you wished you could just shove in your bag and take home with you.

"Okay," You said with a tired smile. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Actually, I meant to tell you, I won't be able to come over tomorrow. Apparently, Violet has a family reunion, and she wants me to accompany her." He stated as he pulled his shirt over his head and grabbed his bag from the chair in the corner of your room.

Violet. Such a pretty name for such a lucky woman.

"Oh." Was all you replied with.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, of course not, these things happen," You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into as soon as you entered this relationship, if it can even be called that. "Just text me when you can. let me know when you want to meet up."

"Of course." He smiled.

He kissed you deeply before he left that night, almost making you forget that he had someone at home waiting for him, and you would be left here, cold and alone.

That text that he promised didnt come until a week later.

"I miss the way you feel wrapped around me." Was all that the message contained. You liked to imagine he was talking about your warm embrace, but you knew that wasn't true. He just wanted to feel an unfamiliar body underneath his.

You weren't sure how you ended up like this. When you first met Hyunjin he was sweet and caring, attentively listened to you while you complained about your bad day at work and massaged away all the soreness in your muscles. You can't remember the last time he's taken you out to dinner or bought you flowers. Now you were just his escape from his nagging wife.

You put up with the constant shame and guilt you felt for being with someone who already had their someone, because you thought that maybe his love for you would grow and that maybe someday Hyunjin would realize that you're the one he wants to spend every waking moment with and not someone else. But as your love for him grew your patience shrunk until one day you snapped.

Hyunjin was collecting his things after he had finished what he came here for, which was to get his dick wet and nothing more. "I won't see you again after tonight."

Hyunjin stopped in his tracks and stared at you with wide eyes. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean I deserve more than this. I deserve to have someone's full attention and all of their heart." You held yourself together, determined not to cry Infront of him. He doesn't deserve your tears.

"Baby, what are you even talking about?" He knelt down in front of you and placed his hand on your shaking knees. "Of course, I love you."

"No, you don't," You shook your head. "You love my body, you love having someone at your disposal, someone you can use only for your own pleasure. If you loved me even in the slightest there wouldn't be another woman getting the treatment that I crave so fucking much." All the emotion you've kept stuffed away finally revealed itself in the form of a single tear running down your cheek.

It was silent for a long time before Hyunjin spoke. "I'll leave her." You snapped your head up so fast that it hurt. "If that's what you want than I'll do it." The way he worded it as if it was your choice whether his marriage ended or not made you sick to your stomach, but you couldn't deny that you felt a flutter of hope in your chest that maybe this didn't have to end after all. But you're smarter than that. He says this now, but he doesn't mean it, and even if he did you wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing that a woman who did nothing wrong was out there most likely crying herself to sleep while your warm and safe in the love of her life's arms.

"No, be with her. I'll be okay." That was a complete lie but even after everything he's done, you still don't want him to worry about you.

"Please don't do this to me. I love you and I want to be with you. He held on to your legs tighter.

"Funny, isn't that what you told her when you vowed in front of God and everyone that your love for her would be eternal." His mouth snapped shut and his hands left your legs before he stood. He leaned down and before you could register what was happening his lips were on yours. You immediately reciprocated, leaning forward and pressing yourself closer into him. He was so intoxicating, the way his tongue glided with yours so smoothly had you in a trance; you snapped out of it when he placed his right knee on the bed beside you and started pushing you backwards. "No!" you shoved him away. He stumbled backwards but regained his balance quickly. "I'm not doing this with you, Hyunjin. I can't do this anymore, its wrong."

"Since when do you have morals?" His voice was louder this time, he was pissed.

"I've always had them, but I put them aside because I love you!" It was your turn to stand up and look him square in the face. "But the longer we do this the more I realize that this isn't love, its obsession and its toxic. You never loved me Hyunjin you were curious about infidelity, and I was an easy target because my standards were so fucking low that I actually settled for you."

"Fuck this, I don't have to sit here and listen to you degrade me like this." He grabbed his bag and left, but not without slamming the door behind him.

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The past month has been hell. After laying in your bed for an entire week you decided to pack up all of Hyunjins things and throw them out, the smell of him that was radiating off of them was making you sick to your stomach every time you walked in the room. And then you went to the mall to treat yourself to a new outfit, you wanted something that didn't have any memories of him attached to it. A trip to your favorite coffee shop followed after that. you hadn't been her in a while and you missed the smell of fresh espresso as you walked in the door.

After getting yourself your favorite -a butter pecan macchiato and a small triple chocolate brownie (they were out of doughnuts)- You sat in the best spot in the entire shop, in a little booth in the corner right next to the window, where you could watch the leaves that had no color left in them fall to the ground only to get trampled over by the passing pedestrians. The leaves reminded you a lot of yourself in a way, but you hoped you never had to fall again.

"Hi," a voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You turned to find yourself looking up at a very handsome young man. His hair was blonde, and it came down to his shoulders. he had an apron on, and a big smile plastered across his face, little freckles decorated his cheeks. "I saw you bought one of the brownies, it's a new recipe I tried, and I wanted to ask if you enjoyed it."

"Oh," You blinked up at him. "Um yeah it's really good, maybe my new favorite."

"Oh, thank god," He let out a sigh of relief. "I was worried that it wouldn't be any good. See a couple of the ingredients I use were sold out, so I had to substitute-" He stooped in the middle of his sentence. "I'm sorry, I'm rambling. I tend to do that a lot."

"No, it's okay," You huffed out a laugh. He was so cute. "Now I'm curious about what ingredients were sold out." You joked.

He smiled widely at you and stretched his hand out. "I'm Felix."

You hesitated but took his hand anyway. "Nice to meet you, Felix."

PART TWO HERE

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for telling my brother his wife is using him?

This may be long but I want to make sure there is enough info for you to give an accurate judgment. TLDR at the end but I encourage reading the full post

I (25f) have an older brother, J (28m). I also have a younger brother (22m), L. J and I were always close when we were younger then grew apart as we got older, the boys always were close. The year J graduated high school we became close again.

J met his gf A (29-31f, I dont even know how old she is but she's older then J) during college. I remember the first time A came home with him, and she was very sweet but very nervous. We clicked and had a good conversation that lasted hours (we all were at our parents house and us girls had to share a room and the boys did too). Anytime there were holidays we stayed at our parents and did this (big holidays that colleges had off like Christmas and Thanksgiving)

We met up a couple of times and all was fine. It was hard as they lived far away from where we grew up (2-4 hours depending on traffic and routes). Then I moved to the country, about 20 minutes away from them. We met up more often, but only maybe about once every 3 months. No big deal, I was busy working. Then J and A got engaged and it felt like everything changed.

I would invite them to hang out or get dinner, but J and A would make excuses. J would be like "A can't come so we won't make it" even when I said "okay but what if only you came? You're my brother?" He would make excuses. The days they agreed to meet up, suddenly day of couldn't go. He was tired after work, she wasn't feeling good, the car wasn't working. Anything and everything you could think of. I did notice whenever L came to visit me and stay, J and A would always be available to meet up, even if it was last minute.

So I figured...it somehow must be me? And then they got married. And it was beautiful.

Or so im told as it was a private ceremony and I wasn't invited :) I actually was originally told the date, which I asked off of work for, but then I got a text a week prior saying "guess what happened tonight" and then was told they got married. L was there. Our parents and myself were not. A did tell me she didn't feel right inviting our parents if her parents weren't there...but why not me? I was told it was a private ceremony and only L was there as a witness, but one of their friend's posted pictures and it had over 5 different people in them

I tried to let it go but honestly it hurt me and pissed me off and everything kept adding onto it. I have zero clue what the hell i did. I have texted J and asked him point blank if he is mad at me, he would deny. I asked for A's number cause he mentioned she was lonely and had lost friends, I said we could go get our nails done since that's something she likes (I dont but I figured I'd extend an olive branch) he refused to give it to me. It seems its me but again I have zero clue why.

It worsened after me and J got into an argument. They canceled again, and I do know A was having a bought of depression at this time. I understood, as someone diagnosed with depression and anxiety. But J told me I never would understand (A was still going out to places and hanging out with friends, meanwhile there were days I couldn't get out of bed and called into work sick. I know we shouldn't compare mental illness but it seemed like an excuse to me. A also would do things that she has said makes her mental health worse, like reading and watching things that triggers her). The whole reason I wanted to hang out is because I had Christmas gifts from our parents and a few of our childhood friends for them (L was out of the country at this time and had mailed a gift to them). They kept bailing and I tried for TWO MONTHS, I finally delivered the items the week after Valentines.

One of our friends was a baker and TOLD THEM she baked them a cake, special for them because A has dietary restrictions due to a chronic disease. They knew this and it spoiled. So I was upset for my friend, and I lied and said they got it to save her the hurt.

But when J finally told me to drop off the items I blew up at him. We stood outside his house and yelled at each other. He flat out told me to stop being so emotional and that I was letting hormones get in the way of thinking, and that I should understand A being depressed. I did! I yelled at him he should get his head out of his ass and that he is letting down not just me but our friends, especially the baker who has a waitlist and made stuff SPECIAL for them. He didn't thank me for my gift, but texted each individual person for theirs.

That was in 2022. A month after I apologized and he said he forgave me. But nothing has changed. Since then they didn't wish me happy birthday (they called L on his, he is now living with me temporarily, but when I pointed out I didn't get a happy birthday from anyone *literally only one friend wished me a happy birthday and L, even my own parents forgot* A told me I needed to get over myself and that birthdays weren't that important to them so I shouldn't take any offense. I didnt expect them to wish me a happy birthday this year because of that, but my true friends and my parents did remember this year),. They didn't come to my college graduation. I stopped texting J and I hadn't heard a response since. We did see each other this past Christmas coincidentally, not planned as they didn't come to our parents. J was pleasant, A said nothing but watched me the whole time, and I made excuses to leave this Christmas party as I didnt even know they knew the person throwing the party.

I came home early from work this past week and J was visiting L (something J claims he can't do during weekdays cause he works 9-5 during the week...allegedly). J gave me a hug and we all chatted for about an hour, it felt like old times, but then his wife called. It was a smooth conversation then I got brought up, and suddenly A needed J back home immediately. He bailed on dinner plans he and L had (L had spent all day cooking a roast, it was delicious btw and yes L was upset J didn't stay).

I had enough. I called J during his "work hours" on his cell. J answered and I chewed him out. I said our brother was hurt and whatever the issue with me is HAS to stop. If he doesn't tell me whats wrong, I CANT fix it. J told me there was nothing wrong with me and I was reading too into it. I pointed out some of the same instances I listed and he told me I was reading into it. He then accidentally let slip that A didn't want us talking. Which I figured. I blew up and told him A was using him. A was turning him against me and our parents *i am too lazy to go back but he stopped talking to our parents the same time he stopped talking to me but he always talked to L*. I mentioned how she is an adult and if she has an issue with me she needs to tell me, but instead she's a fucking coward. J yelled at me that she has anxiety and I yelled back "bitch I do too! I'm on fucking meds for it" which i know she isnt. J hung up on me.

Not only is everything above an issue, A also: doesn't have a job and only J has the income. Claims its because of her illness, the one that causes dietary restrictions, yet EATS said things even though she knows makes her sick. She won't let J meet up with our childhood friends. A also has stsrted getting J to take edibles with her. If J is tested, it will get him fired from his job. But then she complains he's being a loser if he doesn't do edibles with her.

The kicker is this: A solely used to date women. J is NOT a woman, nor does he want to identify as one. J knows A used to date women, and again tells me I should be more considerate seeing as how I am openly bisexual. However, and I havent told J this, one of the conversations I did have with A after they got married, she told me TO MY FACE "yeah, I never imagined marrying a guy yet here I am." Laughed and I kind of was like oh haha, isnt it crazy how things work out, to which she said "I dont even like men!" Slapped my thigh laughing and continued laughing. I was bewildered and when J had returned and asked what we were talking about we both changed the subject.

I did tell L when that happened and he thought it was weird but we couldn't change anything as they were married. I dont know if I should tell J.

But really I do feel as though A is using J, but now im wondering if I should lay it out more clearly WHY. Or if I should stay out of it. They already seem to hate me, so part of me is like why not go for it. But L is talking me off that bridge (my therapist is also testing me for something that isnt solely anxiety and depression) . I know J is hurt as he told L such, and part of me feels bad I yelled, but also the rest of me wants to key his fucking car and tell him to shove it up his ass and ban him from seeing L at my house as it is MY house even though L is living there

AITA?

TLDR: I yelled at my brother his wife is using him as she doesn't have a job, always falls back on her mental and physical illness yet does things to make them worse, and has also told me she doesn't like men (she used to exclusively date women prior to my brother).

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[ashlayan]

Happiest

Tw: SFW, can be read as gender neutral tho written with a fem reader in mind, fluff.

Pairing: Blade x reader

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"It's ok Bladie, even if you won't admit it, I can see right through you, I know you loooooove me!" You said cheekily as you and Blade were walking back from HQ, enjoying a walk through the nearby park.

His sharp eyes stared at you as you teased him. And there for a second, he looked so utterly pissed you almost felt intimidated. But then, that small twitch came as his lips slightly twerked up, and you knew for sure that he definitely loved you.

"Stop it." Blade tried to scowl at you. But the twitch wouldn't budge.

You wrapped your arms around one of his, as you usually did when you walked together. "Alright alright, so how did the mission go? Did you locate the objective?" You asked, curious as to whether he and Sam found the required Curio.

Blade tried to move his arm away but you wouldn't let go.

"I don't want to say," he grumbled. Even though something inside him wanted to tell you everything about what went down on the mission, anything you wanted to know at all.

"I know it's technically confidential, but it would be a huge help for me to complete my own task if you told me... Ah well I won't pressure you" You say, in a poor attempt at reverse psychology.

Blade sighed.

And before he knew it, he found himself telling you every single detail about the battle, the routes they took and how many enemies to expect around the location. He very much disclosed the whole mission as well as confirming they had, in fact, found the Curio but were unable to move it for the time being. You've probably never heard Blade talk so much before.

You stared at him, eyes wide open, jaw hitting the submarine- the floor, not actually expecting him to tell you so much. After all, Blade was a smart man, there was no way he would fall for your little trick... the only explanation was that he told you willingly.

"Bladie- I- " You cut yourself off, not finding words to appropriately show how touched you felt, you instead opted to stand on your very tip toes, using his arm for balance, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you." You said quite bashfully.

"What was that for?" Blade's cheeks took a slight red hue.

"Stop it." He grumbled as he tried taking his arm back. But just like before — you wouldn't let go.

"Aww don't be shy!" You said, even though you were the one noticeably getting flustered now. "I'm just showing my gratitude!"

Blade tried scowling at you. But a miniscule smile formed on his lips instead.

The swordsman looked at you with a small amount of guilt in his eyes. "Oh, screw it... you can keep my arm. Just this once, okay?"

"... Isn't that what you say every time?" You were quick to point out.

Blade froze. And he went redder than a ripe strawberry, trying and failing to hide his blush.

You had caught him red-handed.

Deciding to cut him some slack, you rush to change the topic, "My mission will be with Silverwolf! But I've never worked with her before... I know she likes playing video games, any idea which I could talk to her about?"

"Ugh... Silverwolf?" Blade grumbled.

The swordsman rolled his eyes thinking of the somewhat childish teammate. "She plays all kinds of games. I've never understood why she's so invested in them but, it does make her happy so I cannot judge."

"That's so mature of you Bladie!" You say teasingly.

He rolled his eyes at you again but this time, to your surprise, he smiled.

It only lasted a moment however, before he seemed to remember something.

"Don't call me 'Bladie'." He hissed. "You know I hate being called that."

He wasn't even going to try denying that.

"By anyone else you mean, but I'm special right?" You quickly reply, hugging his arm tighter for emphasis.

"You know what? You are special." Blade scowled as if he was mad at himself for saying the words out loud.

The swordsman sighed before looking at you. "Why does this always happen...? Why am I the one to open up and show my stupid feelings?" He asked in annoyance.

"Oh? would you like me to tell you about my feelings then?"

"Hmmm..." Blade pretended to think about it for a few seconds before smiling widely... Though it looked somewhat unsettling.

"Actually, yes. Yes, I would like you to tell me about your feelings."

You suddenly stopped in your tracks, releasing his arm. You went to stand in front of him, and with the most serious expression you could muster: "You make me the happiest woman alive, Bladie." You said.

Blade was completely caught off-guard by your sudden declaration. A blush spread across his face but this time, he didn't try to cover it up.

Instead, the swordsman slowly placed one hand on your cheek as he looked into your eyes.

"You do the same for me." He whispered as he brought his lips close to yours for a kiss.

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Author's note: I'm primarily a renheng shipper, but that's such a tragic ship, I have to balance it out with some fluffy Blade x reader!

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[zane-wanna-sleep]

Part 2 of this time-travel concept!

Actually part one is all I had in my head at first but after I start it other ideas just keep coming in so here we go!!

Part 1 , Part 3

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It is another normal day Spider thought, he got out from the lab into forest running ahead to village where his, siblings for him he didnt know what they think, best friends were. He's ran and jumped over the root then ran again, raised his head up to soak in how beautiful Pandora is.

Then he finally there, in front of the Sullys' pod so he waited for his friends, maybe I wake up early today that's could explained why they don't come out yet, but when random thought reached him, he started fidgeting in his place

or maybe they went without him?

Just as his mind decided to thought of something bad there's a na'vi behind him when he turned around he saw Jake, who seemed... shocked? But why?? What made Jake shocked in this morning?? He had no idea at all.

“ oh Mr.Sully, ” Spider used his most polite tone as possible to hide his curious, this is not a good sign; if Mr.Sully here Mrs.Sully would be here soon, he didn't want to offend anyone so he said again “ I came here for Lo'ak and Kiri but um.. am I disturb you? If so I can leave ”

He didn't realized Jake didn't looked at him until he did. All of his moves were kinda weird today, Spider hoped he didn't sick or anything, even it's obvious Jake wasn't in his right state. With lacking of Jake's response he decided to called him again “ Mr.Sully? Are you– ”

His words were cut off by Jake, that's made him relief actually, “ y- yea? I'm good, kid ” the man looked nervous as if he didn't know what to say next “ so.. you here for the kids, right? They might be here soon.. ”

Jake couldn't understand at first how could he sleep through last night without wake up in middle of it but he understood now, it's because he's in another dream. Jake try to laugh out his stress but failed when he still uncomfortable with how the boy before him looked.

Spider tried to hide his doubt then just keep waiting but failed the first one miserably since Jake looked awkward even more after saw his face. Fortunately, Jake didn't say anything, in fact Jake begging him in his mind to not ask any further, or maybe he wanted to but the chaos in his pod shut him off.

Start with Lo'ak shout that he would remember anywhere, Spider taken back by it nonetheless, then there Kiri's voice, not loud as Lo'ak's but still louder than usual. That's not what made him surprised the most since it's normal for the two to mad at eachother even it's just early morning. But how Neteyam also in that argument as well tho, not trying to calm his siblings or mediate them, that's could be one of most shocking moments of his life.

When Jake tried to say something to stop them as usual he was, again, shut off by the Siblings stromed out of their marui, so fast that they didn't noticed Spider and could've bump into him if he didn't managed to avoid it in time. “ woah easy there cuz ”

He tried to sounded chill, but the way they hastily turned to him was too.. too fast he wonder if they'd get neckache after that

Then they started to cry, out loud, little Tuk quickly ran to him for a tight hug and cried into his chest as if she was afraid he would disappear before her eyes if she doesn't hurry, he had just realized how much this three-years-old na'vi girl had grown in that moment due her height and strength she leaned and put on him. the older siblings also moved to his side pulled him into their hug. Spider can feel their tails curled around his middle, his thigh, his legs and his waist.

Spider was really confused now. Why are they be like this?? Did something happened?? If it's only Tuk, he could assume she had a nightmare and he know how to handle it! But this! This with other siblings had same action, he had no idea what should to do.

Not that he mind it though he liked it even, but it's too sudden and he couldn't keep up with whatever they're thinking “ um.. what's worng guys? ”

They didn't answer him just some murmur ,into his shoulder from Lo'ak and Neteyam, he couldn't understand due how quiet they were. However this was bad, really bad, they're still in fornt of the Sullys' marui and Neytiri can show up at any moment, she would kick him out as soon as she saw him be near her children this much.

“ Kids, let Spider breathe should you? ” Jake suggested after returned from his thoughts, he also didn't sure about his mate's reaction to this especially after everything that happened yesterday, or he should say his previous dream? He didn't ask for this kind of dream

The siblings' ears perked up a little but they weren't stopped their snuggling to their human brother friend, but at very least they hold back a little more except for Tuk, wait his kids also younger?

He heard footsteps and oh his mate was on her way, his chlidren must heard it as well 'cause they hastily got up and shield Spider from door way before set off with Tuk threw herself into Spider's arm to be hold by him.

“ Jake, where the kids going? ” Neytiri pushed the beaded curtains aside, her words were so firm, so sharp that it sounded like command and it's not sounded like he's in a dream

Of course you're not, stop being in denial already, Jake. Even though all of these made no sense and no one explained anything to him, it's not a dream, it's real, all of these nonsense shit are real. He sighed in acceptance. “ Sorry, Neytiri but I think we should give them times they need for now. ”

His mate looked offended as he continued, or more like changed topic, “ However, did you notice something weird like our children look.. younger? As if.. I mean.. ugh I don't know how to explain this damn consequence ” Jake messed his hair in frustration of himself.

Neytiri, closed her eyes, took a deep breth try to calm herself as well then let out a long exhale, she calm down a little “ yes, yes I noticed that. It's most obvious with our baby Tuk, she's a baby but not like this ”

Jake desperately needed explanation. Why Eywa can't tell anything to him before did all of this and chose to left him confuse? He would say this again in case he didn't made it clear enough; If this was a dream, please hurry wake him up.

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Neteyam didn't know how to react to all of these just like his siblings were; yesterday they had learned that their brothers was dead and now when they woke up they met him again even though it's him in younger version.

Surely, made them all confuse amd totally lost, what can be done in this kind of situation anyways? If this was a dream then he wish he wouldn't have to wake up, at least not so soon.

He made up his mind as soon as he saw him that just screw it all they're back, to home, to the forest and with their brother and that's all what matter. He looked over Spider's, who still confuse and ask for explaination, head to met his siblings' eyes

They're all agreed with him

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[return-of-the-queen-au]

I was bored and wrote this. I ain't the greatest writer, I'm more of an artist, so apologies if it sucks lol

Where it all started.

chapter one, the prince's return.

Everything got covered in snow, it looked like it was winter, but it was the middle of August!

Snow was everywhere, gigantic spikes of ice covering and towering houses, ice statues that once used to be people were around, screams of agony by other victims who were dying because of the now headless and animated statues, children running away, others trying to save their loved ones by the many dangers around, it was a mess. What was he thought was gonna be a joyous day, turned into a nightmare.

There he laid, the prince, on the verge of death, with the chains now made of ice, and snow covering the floor entirely.

Despite his energy being gone, he still found some to shiver. He was so so tired, but his body shivered, shook anyway.

He couldn't feel a thing anymore and he what he once knew started to slip from his mind.

His body was numb, he could barely feel it, the more he stayed here, the more he forgot he was on a wall dying.

Where was he again? What was he name?

What even happened?

All he wanted was to sleep, really. He wanted to say sorry to Vanessa, but he has long forgotten why, or maybe he never understood why she was mad in the first place, he thought she liked flowers?

his name has been forgotten along with many other things, in his head there was only that accident that happened not so long ago..maybe a few minutes ago..an hour? He doesn't know. He wasn't counting. All he could think of was the sight of her love turning into that monstrosity upstairs, and for some unknown reason, he still found some tears to cry about it. Not like he had anything else to do. His throat hurt, he couldn't move. All he could do was cry and wait for his death.

And when it came, he almost didn't believe it. it felt like he was reborn again, full of energy, full of emotions and thoughts, so many things that he almost thought he was really just alive, and that whole accident was just a bad dream of his.

but he was wrong, he could tell, as much as he wanted to believe it wasn't real, it was. Very much so.

he could hear screaming, death, he could somehow smell death coming from all places. He looked down at himself, standing, where he once was. No body, for ..some reason, but instead just him. Just his dark purple hands, his dark purple feet, and snow. Nothing else.

He couldn't see himself in the face, but it didn't really matter, he was free.

Sad for him, the door of the basement was closed, the snow was probably covering it to the other side, and it was too heavy for him to push off,

So that meant he had to pass through the manor. But no big deal! He knows the manor like the back of his hand! He can probably just say sorry to Vanessa now, too.

What can go wrong?

...

.....

.........

Everything. Everything can go wrong.

he doesn't know how, but everything went from bad, to horrible. the moment Vanessa saw him, she screamed and started to chase him like a predator would to a pray. He is now hidden under a table, she is roaming around. He is scared. He doesn't know if he's hyperventilating or not. He doesn't know even if he's breathing, but now he just wants to get out.

She's too mad, he can't talk to her, he has to wait.

Also, he doesn't wanna get hurt, not after he finally feels so great!

so he had to wait for Vanessa to get out of the room so he could sprint out of the manor, and that was oddly easy. he didn't even make a sound! maybe because he's not wearing shoes? Is he wearing shoes? He just has some..purple feet. Are those his boots? They were purple right?

Dosen't matter, what matters is what he found outside! He couldn't even recognize his own village!

It was his, right? He remembers wearing a crown, he was a prince or something. So, it must have been his, right?

His kingdom! What has happened!?

he could still see blood around, dead people, headless statues walking around, ice..ice everywhere!

He felt like throwing up, but he couldn't. He felt like crying and even if he was crying, he couldn't feel his eyes tearing up.

he also thought of hiding from those ugly headless statues (he never liked those statues in the first place. They gave him the chills. Now they move and are headless?! the worst!) But they ignored him. They attacked everything but him. Is it because he's the prince? Or because of his weird purple look? (He still hasn't seen his face, he wonders if it looks weird too.)

but again, it wasn't something that really mattered for him, he didn't even wanna deal with those. But instead he ran as fast as he could (he felt oddly light, like if he was floating, but he could see his legs moving like if he was running!) To the village, but there wasn't any chance anyone survived!

Half of the Village was completely covered in snow the ice spread until the bridge and more statues appeared. But they weren't headless or the ones he hated so much, they were..ice statues. the moment it clicked on who these ice statues were, he had to look away and take a breath.

"Alright...alright.. it's-it's fine. Y- t.. it's okay..m-maybe there's.. survivors?..gosh, I hope so." He felt like he was out of breath, but could he be out of breath?

was it because he was crying? Was he even crying? He felt numb for the most part, but unlike in the cellar, this numb feeling felt normal, rather than exhausting.

But to his surprise and relief, thanks to him avoiding making eye contact with the ice statues, he found a small child. He was shaking, he was probably freezing there like the prince did in the cellar.

"Oh, little child! There you are! And I here I thought there was no one else here..uhm...alive." were the ice statues even alive?

The more he talked, the more he got close to the child, and for a moment he thought he could hug them and comfort them, but...

They ran in fear, screaming about a scary ghost or something.

He wasn't a scary ghost! He was the prince of subcon! Prince....the prince! Yeah!

He felt almost offended, but maybe he just didn't look like himself? I mean, maybe he looked super tired or- blue from the cold! he needs a mirror.

But later!! Now his mission was to go after the kid, who knows what they could find there! It could be dangerous! They could trip and get hurt! Or trip and fall and die! Or get eaten by a bear! Or meet those scary spiders that were always around the forest! Or more of those statues!

...

Vanessa wasn't kidding when she said he needs to stop overthinking.

But- whatever!! it's- he can overthink this, the kid might actually be in danger!

So he went after the kid. again with the feeling of floating, but it was easy to get used to it.

He really wonders what he looks like. Maybe instead of blue he's purple? Or maybe it's the lighting? He surely dosen't look good! I mean he was trapped for like..an hour. Ugh, he doesn't know! In that cellar, while he froze to death. Maybe he looks like those ice statues.

But wouldn't that mean they are always awake and conscious like him? he doesn't seem to be covered in ice though?

if he could find a mirror he could - ugh right! He could have seen himself in the mirror in the manor! He was being very sneaky anyway, Vanessa wouldn't have heard him, he's so stupid sometimes! His memory really needs to be checked.

Maybe once this is solved he can go to a doctor, he probably need a doctor, right? I mean, he's purpl-

"STOP RIGHT HERE, YOU GHOUL!"

#this also like #helps me understand the prince personality #i never wrote the prince #like i know in theory how i want him to be but i never wrote him talk or anything unless it was snatcher #heelp #this is my actual second fic #i wrote another one before #about ahit at least #i wrote a few already anyway #I'm just not great at writing #but i roleplay so i guess that saves me? i dunno #no drawings tho y'all 🙏🙏 apologies #ahit #a hat in time #ahit prince #a hat in time the prince #a hat in time queen vanessa #ahit vanessa #ahit subcon #ahit fic #ahit fanfic #this is not part of any au #just how i think snatcher backstory goes #but it's just #like #I'm not gonna do the whole period of time before he becomes the snatcher #because i have no idea #i just like the idea of him becoming evil #kind of like flowey did

[girl-of-many-fandoms]

Closure

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Sometimes closure is all we need.

Warnings: mention of death

He's not gone, he's on the moon doing moon stuff <3

MASTERLIST

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"You should really visit him Y/N, he asked for you again."

"Not a chance Sam. You and Bucky might have forgiven him and moved past what he did but I'm not."

Y/N continued to clean up around her apartment while the super soilder and bird man, well, the new Captain America watched on as she worked.

"Doll, we don't know how much longer he has here and he'd really like to see you. Yes, what he did was wrong but please, go see him." Releasing a heavy sigh, Y/N looked over at the both of them. On their way over to her place they had made a deal to not leave until she agreed to go visit her ex lover.

"Fine."

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"He's in here."

"Thank you."

Y/N looked at Steve through the little window on the door to his room, silently cursing at Sam and Bucky for even pushing her to do this. The man that was once trapped in a younger body now sat on the bed in a fragile, wrinkled body. Pushing the door open she entered, gaining the old man's attention.

"Y/N, you came."

"Steve."

His voice was much softer now than she had remembered. Standing at the foot of his bed, she stuffed her hands in her pockets with a hard look on her face. Steve was starting to lose hope that he'd ever see her again and he completely understood why she was so adamant against coming to visit him after two and a half months.

"How have you been?"

"Fine."

"Can you stop with the one worded responses please? I'm trying to have a conversation with you." Scoffing she moved over to the window, she couldn’t believe him.

"The one time you should have wanted to have a conversation with me, you didn't. Instead, you talked to Bucky about going back to her and passing down your shield. Tell me Steve, did you care about how I would've felt after all of that?"

"I'm sorry."

"No, you're not. You got to live the life you always wanted with her and I'm not mad about that. I'm happy that you did but you could've told me."

"You're right, I should've told you before I even went to Bucky about it but I couldn't look you in the eyes while I ripped your heart to shreds. Could you sit down?" Steve faintly smiled as she sat down in the chair next to bedside.

"I was a coward for not ending us on a good note after so long."

"For three weeks I've been asking myself how could I have been an idiot for not seeing that you weren't happy in our relationship-"

"I was happy with you Y/N. Every moment that we shared, every minute that we spent side by side on the run after the accords, all of it. You are the best thing that happened in my life." Y/N cleared her throat looking away from him as her eyes glazed over with fresh tears.

"But when I saw Peggy that day we went back in time I- all my old feelings for her came back and I had so much that I wanted to say to her but I couldn't, I was only there to get the stone."

"So you made sure you were the one to return them all so you could change what happened, you took the chance."

"I did and it wasn't fair to you. I loved you then and I still love you now, that hasn't changed a bit but Peggy was the first woman who gave me the time of day." Steve began coughing and she got up to pour him a glass of water which he gladly took from her to have a few sips.

"Thank you."

"Was it worth it?"

"We had our dance so yes, I'd say it was." Steve fondly smiled at the memory of him and Peggy dancing away in the living room of their home.

"Good." Y/N wiped away the tears that ran down her cheeks with the back of her hand and Steve's heart broke a little seeing just how much damage he'd done to her.

"Could you do me a favour?" He held out his shaky hand and she slipped hers in his. For a moment his blue eyes linked with hers as he spoke.

"Don't let this keep you from finding someone who truly deserves you. You love hard, you love generously, your heart is massive and pure. Being loved by you has been a privilege and I'm really sorry for taking advantage of that. I hope the next man that makes his way into your heart takes great care of you, cherishes you and loves you unconditionally because you deserve that and more." Steve meant every word, she's been through a lot but never once did the way she loved and cared for people change and that was one of the many reasons he feel head over heels in love with her for.

"I need you to promise me that you'll move on from this." She nodded but he wasn’t satisfied with her action alone.

"I need to hear you say the words sweetheart."

"I promise."

"Good. Also, look out for Bucky after I'm gone. He's having a hard time adjusting and..." Steve's words began to be slurred together and his breathing became more shallow than it already was.

"Steve?" Y/N could tell that something was wrong and moved to call one of the caregivers but he squeezed her hand with the remaining strength he had left in his frail body.

"I'll keep an eye on him. Hey.." Steve's eye lids became heavy with sleep, he needed to rest but he didn't want too just yet.

"I love you." Her lips trembled as more tears flowed from her eyes, he was slipping away and he was definitely fighting to stay awake.

"I know, I love you too. It's okay Steve, you could let go. We'd all be okay, your days for fighting are over." Steve took one last look at her through his hooded eyes before shutting his eyes.

Y/N stayed at his bedside holding onto his hand like her life depended on it. He was on his way out and she didn't plan on leaving him alone so she stayed. She fiddled with his fingers the way she used to when they were together, watching as he took a few more breaths before his last.

The glass he had in his free hand tumbled onto the floor shattering into pieces just like her heart in her chest.

He's gone.

Her body violently shook from the sobs that wrecked her. Her best friend and lover was now just a memory to keep with her for the rest of her life.

The caregivers that heard the glass fall onto the ground came rushing in to see what was going on only to see Y/N kissing his forehead before pressing hers against his.

"Goodbye Steve."

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[bwobgames]

Previous First

"I. Uh. Might have developed a small crush on my brother's girlfriend.

Now, I dont really believe in love at first sight. But it was close enough.

She smiled at me once, twice, thrice, and then I realized I wanted to see that smile forever. It's just!! Everything felt better with her by my side, you know? Have you ever felt that?"

An image comes to his mind, but he can't recognize it. It quickly disappears.

"We were best friends. We shared makeup and talked all night and raised kids together, bestie stuff.

I always thought of me and my brother as equals, i mean, we are both dumb rich kids who love pretty girls and sweet popcorn

But I never understood his ambition. He had everything! A beautiful wife, lovely kids, money, time, fame. Some of us dont have even one of those things!

So why did he not care about them?

He just left Mari abandoned in their house everyday, he barely went to do his job as CEO, He just ran around doing whatever! Why couldn't he just see how good he has it? The people he was hurting? The responsibilities of a husband and father??

One day Mari came to me, barely speaking, saying he divorced her.

I uh, didn't take it very well.

In my defense, if you saw someone having everything you've ever wanted and just threw it away, wouldn't you be a little mad?

And I know it's selfish and envy is bad or whatever. But he was hurting people. People I love very much. Even himself, i think.

We fought a lot, i told him he was a stupid spoiled child, and he told me i'd never achieve anything even with our parents' money. Then I, uh, said that I was glad he had little youth left because it meant he was gonna die soon.

Yeah... uh... maybe bringing childhood trauma into the divorce thing wasn't a good plan.

And I only realized it later, when he made some crazy internet thing and he was getting detained by the police.

Mari was not coping well, me neither, honestly. We both realized the person we knew was actually just in our heads and that the real person is some cruel stranger. It was almost like grieving.

We fought over the smallest things. Nadia and Simon decided to move to their friend's house. I went back to mine as well, I couldn't take it.

Just like him, I left her all alone. It must run in the family."

"So, yeah, she's probably super mad at me. And doesn't want to be with me ever again"

Beebo tries really hard not to tell her how wrong she is about that

"Well, let's go look for her then! I'll speak on your behalf, so you two dont have to face each other, but the message goes across. Where do you think she is?"

"Um, she said something about her kids, right? They usually are in the observation tower, so she might be looking for them there?"

"Alright, let's go there"

"I'm back I'm back!"

"The Vivi has been secured"

"You literally just made me turn every single location tracking app i have"

"And now you are secured"

"Um, hello?"

"Oh! This is my friend ..."

"Uh. Um. Oh fuck I still dont remember his name. And I literally asked him out! Seems like I still get all stupid in the presence of handsome men. I'll just wait until someone else says it"

" ... from college!, and his friend, Vivi right?"

"Hey Ollie, where is the lady with the blue hair I left you with?"

"We are going to her! She might be in an observation tower, we think"

"Wait, are we all going?"

"Yes. You need your emotional support me, I need my emotional support him and he needs his emotional support her"

"I can take it"

"Wait! I still dont know what to say to her! How do I say that Im sorry? That I love her?"

"I have suggestions"

"So do I"

"Mine would be funnier though"

"...Im so fucked"

#they are kind of stupid a bit #just a lil #detective beebo

[kamyru]

"I (don't) love you" (Kuranosuke Kiba & His former wife) (Scenario)

Author's note: I've got this idea from one of @hamhamki 's comments. I said it once and I can say it over and over again: thank you for this, you're a genius.

Summary: 949

Words counting: Kuranosuke Kiba has had his share of said "I love you"s without meaning them. And even if it wasn't obvious for the outside world, it hurt him. For the longest, he thought that these words would be impossible for him to say or hear again.

"I love you," said Kuranosuke before leaving for work. He always had to remind himself to do it. When he didn't tell Shiori he loved her, he felt a little guilty afterward. Remembering it in the middle of the conference or while heading towards the office always made him glitch for a second. However, sometimes he couldn't even remember if he did it or not. He didn't know if it was a task to cross from his "to-do list" by the end of the day.

Kuranosuke Kiba could remember when he had said "I love you" for the first time to his wife. However, it wasn't because his heart had bitten faster and his ears had turned red. No. It was because one project at work made him more irritable and nervous. So, Shiori decided to ease his nerves by seducing him with a very sexy set of lingerie. Kuranosuke's heart didn't skip a beat. Yet, he supposed that he had to kiss her. So, he did. It was what people in movies do, wasn't it? It was what his sister talked about with her friends without caring enough that her younger brother could hear her: "It is enough to show some ankle, and the men are jumping on you like mad dogs ready to mate." No one in the Kiba family had ever heard the teenager Kuranosuke saying more than one hundred words per day. And none of them understood that it was their fault. But it was a topic to think about another time. Shiori and her lingerie. She was beautiful, even kissable. So, the husband kissed his wife. A little bit more pressure and touches and the lingerie was gone. After ten minutes, or maybe twenty, at most thirty, Kuranosuke was lying in the bed, thinking that he would have to rearrange the sheet when he would take a shower, and for this, he would have to ask Shiori to stand up. Shit. Shiori! She probably did it for him because he was stressed. That was why she had those things on her earlier. It would be strange to say: "Thank you". So, Kuranosuke decided to say: "I love you". It seemed more suitable. While in the shower, Kuranosuke had no idea that Shiori was deep in her thoughts, trying to understand what had happened.

From there on, Kuranosuke Kiba didn't tell Shiori that he loved her all the time. No. For weeks, he had never repeated the words. Every time he got in the shower with the image of his naked wife still in his mind, he remembered those three words that had never been repeated. However, as easy as this got into his mind, it disappeared when the man left the humid room. It didn't seem like the time, the situation. It didn't seem like it was right, or true. So, the next time the walls in the Kiba household registered those three words again, they came from the wife's lips. Shiori thanked Kuranosuke for the good dinner with a kiss and a declaration of love. It triggered something in Kuranosuke's mind. And as much as both partners wanted it to be the part responsible for feelings, it wasn't. It was the one responsible for the routine and discipline. He made a reminder on his phone to tell his wife he loved her. More often than not, Kuranosuke stopped the reminder without reading it or doing what it said.

However, that day, it wasn't like this. Kuranosuke Kiba knew he had to tell Shiori Kiba that he loved her. She got out of the hospital, and he felt guilty for not being near her the entire time. So, the man waited for a few days, maybe a few weeks, to finish his project and talk to his wife. When he left the house that day, Kuranosuke told his wife that he loved her, and she turned white. The husband was sure she had something, told her to call the ambulance if she felt bad, and walked to the office. During lunch, Mrs. Kiba texted him a few times, the last message saying she had something to talk about with Kuranosuke. At this, the husband answered with a blunt "Yes," followed by a slowly typed "I love you". It was the day Kuranosuke Kiba told Shiori Kiba the most love declarations. It was also the last day Kuranosuke Kiba told Shiori Kiba that he loved her.

At home, the husband met his crying wife, who tried her best to form words. Between the amalgam of syllables were the words "love" and "marriage". The problem was that Kuranosuke could make out the words "shame," "apologize," "Inomata," and "cheating". It was when Kuranosuke Kiba understood that it was okay to delete his reminder to tell his wife that he loved her.

A few years later, the same three words left Kuranosuke Kiba's lips again. They were also said in front of a woman who wore his surname, knew Inomata, and got in the hospital while he was at work. However, he knew that he wouldn't ever have to set a reminder in his phone to remind him to tell her he loved her because Kuranosuke was ready to leave everything behind to rush and make sure she was alright. He was ready to tell her about his feelings without being afraid or having to control them. He was ready to get acquainted with all the scars on her soul and body and let her do the same. It was okay to give her access to his hidden feelings, because this time, Kuranosuke Kiba knew she would take care of him. And he would take care of her.

#oops i said yes #kuranosuke kiba #voltage inc

[rainbows-fanfics]

All'inzio (Chapter 26)

Summary: A  soldier-in-training, Valerie hopes to join the Valencian Army to avenge  her father’s death under the wing of General Rooke. But when she happens  to catch the attention of Commander Kane, her plans take a different  turn.

Human AU of the Armada from Pirate101, where Kane meets his Queen.

Pairing: Kane/Queen

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Note: The title translates to “at the beginning”.

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Kane's home was at its usual silence. Except now the stillness felt heavy on everyone's shoulders. The aftermath was quiet - Queen kept to herself and spoke little. She stayed in her room and declined her training and lessons. Days passed and things remained the same.

Deacon visited her first. She hadn't spoken a further word to the Elite, himself especially. He couldn't blame her. She had a reason to be mad at him. He felt partly responsible for the screaming that happened. He figured doing the hard, unwanted work was already part of his daily regimen. He was ready to face whatever mess was going to come his way.

He knocked on the door. "Are you alright in there?"

She recognized his voice. There were light footsteps and a reluctant weight on the other side. It slowly opened, revealing the puffy face of Queen. Her eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks moist. She held onto the knob tightly.

He rested both hands on his cane pleasantly. "Good to see you. Do you need anything?"

Another tear emerged from her eye. She felt too empty to be cross with him anymore. "Deacon, why did you tell him..?'

He sighed. There was no way of avoiding this subject no matter how hard he'd try. "It was nothing personal. It's always been my job to tell him things. You being on that island was something he needed to know."

"But you promised--"

"-Not to tell him if you just dropped it." He tapped his fingers to emphasize his point. "I warned you Kane would be upset."

She frowned at the use of his name. She had to address the hard part of this situation, even though she didn't want to. "Did he ever...come home, that night?"

"I wasn't there. But I heard from Bishop that he came back late."

"...Was he with anyone?"

"Only himself." A relieved sigh left her lungs. "That's all I can tell you."

Queen's heart ached. She wasn’t having the greatest luck lately. She saw him around - catching Kane around the mansion or even in the castle's walls. But he always brushed past her and seldom spoke. He looked like he was upset...and she understood why. She wished they could speak again. To hear his voice one more time…to sort everything out so things can go back to normal...The sadness must’ve lingered on her face, judging by Deacon's reaction. 

"Be easy on yourself." His form loosened in sympathy. "If it's any consolation, this is hard on Kane, too."

"I think he’d be happy to be away from me. After what I did-” 

"If he wanted to leave you, he would've done it already."

They hadn't spoken, but he was still allowing her to live here. It was himself she just hadn't seen around. His forgiveness she hadn’t earned. Maybe he needed the space. Tears grew in her eyes at this realization. He needed time away from her… 

Deacon sighed. "You clearly mean something to him. Why else would he put himself through all of this?”

"I want to see him again. To talk things out. Please, can't you bring some sense into him?"

He didn't answer, much to her dismay. She remembered Phule’s words when they were on that boat. They’ve all she’s been thinking about in her solitude these past few days. She couldn't ignore the nagging possibility of him being right about anything he said…

“Can I ask you something?” He motioned for her to continue. "Was Kane ever a good father to you..?"

Deacon raised a brow behind his mask. This was the first time anyone asked him something like this. No one had ever been observant enough to. “-I advise ignoring whatever Phule has told you. His past is… complicated.” She looked at him inquiringly. “Not everything he says is untrue, however." 

“...Oh?” 

“Kane is a little arrogant.” He explained. “He strives for perfection with everything. We were no exception. It was unacceptable for us to have any flaws whatsoever. He had never been the emotional type…I’d never seen so until he met you.” 

She pinched her lips together, trying to understand his implications. He checked the time on his watch and slid it right back in his pocket. “I must go now. Take care of yourself."

He dipped his hat and turned on his heel, making his leave abruptly. He heard the door close as he left. His frame relaxed in the silence. ‘Why do I have to be the one to take matters into my own hands..?’

Kane was obviously affected by this fight. He had a tendency to overwork his men when he was upset. That was why they strove not to disappoint him. It was like walking on eggshells when he was like this, lest he exploded at them for even the slightest mistake.

But Deacon had never seen him work like this behind closed doors - so sloppy and distracted, actually making errors in his calculations and forgetting important details. He often found his father sitting by himself with his head in his hands these days, suffering quietly instead of working his emotions away.

The door which held the solution to these problems was approaching.  

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The figure busted through the door as its white bauta mask surveyed the area. Phule’s room was a mess like it always was, dimly lit at this time more than usual. His eyes didn’t have to go long before they landed on red and blue clothes. Deacon angrily slammed it shut and approached him with such speed that he hadn’t the chance to prepare for it. His cape swayed with his movements as he angrily set down his cane. 

“You.” He seethed. 

The jester looked him up-and-down before he offered a cocky smile. “Me?” 

“Don’t act like I don’t know what’s going on. You were there with her.” 

“You’re talking about the incident with our grandfather.” He set down what was in his hands. He’d been shuffling cards. He had no idea why since no one else was in the room. “- E allora? ”

“‘So?’ Kane has been hard on everyone. Queen's devastated and it's all because of you ."

He meant to approach him about this the day it happened. But he’d been pulled into too many things after the Tortellini’s party. He had to do something now. It infuriated him to think Phule has just been sitting in here since. Doing nothing to solve the situation despite starting it.

He scoffed. “Don’t act like I’m the only one guilty here. You're the one who blabbed about what we did. If anyone’s to blame, it would be you.” 

“I know damn well you did everything knowing I would tell him. It’s my job.” He flicked some dirt off his sleeve. “Besides - I was helping the situation. Do you know how worse it would’ve been if Kane found out on his own ?” 

“Not at all, because he would’ve never known! I’m telling you - everything would be fine if you didn’t go and tell him.” 

“Oh, really? Then why did you bring her there in the first place, if not to cause trouble?” 

He lowered his marotte and grinned. Deacon held his masked head in his hand. He exasperatedly threw his hands in the air before shoving them on his hips. His frustration was immeasurable. Of course that idiot would do something like this! Did a day go by where he wasn’t bothered by him in some way? 

“I don’t know why you care so much.” Phule continued as his younger brother rubbed his temples in annoyance. “Hasn’t that girl been enough trouble for you? She’s been distracting Kane and you were left to do all the work for him. I imagine you’re as frustrated as I am.” 

“Maybe I’m not because I don’t hate our father.” 

“It would be much easier if you did. We all know Rooke is his favorite.” 

“Yes, and even he got punished for an entire year.” He groaned in irritation. “Have you not noticed how lenient Kane’s been? I haven’t seen him in such a good mood in years, and then you come and ruin it.” 

“He ruined my childhood. Call it returning the favor.” 

“Tutto questo è così frustrante!” He lamented. “You’re just going to sit here while things go to hell?”

“You think I haven’t had a hard time!? I’ve wasted days teaching his girlfriend how to eat at a table and talk like a pretentious snob! And what do I get in return? A week without being sent to scrape the dead bodies off the street?” 

“Basta così. You need to fix things. Now.” 

The jester angrily sat up in his seat. His patience was running thin. He planned to drag this entire thing out for as long as he could - to see his father suffer in the way he wanted. He’d been enjoying the show thus far. He didn’t want it to end so soon. Why did Mr. goody-two-shoes have to start pointing fingers? It was about time he knew his boundaries. 

“Why should I? She was bound to realize Kane’s an ass at some point. That was out of my control. I’m not responsible for anything.” 

“Like hell you aren’t. We all bit our tongue when she asked us about Gazpaccio. You had to go and take her to him like some nut! None of this had to happen, and you know it.” 

He snapped his fingers. “Hey, I have an idea! Why don’t YOU go and fix it, if you’re such a father’s pet?”

“Because unlike you, I have important things to do. It doesn’t help that there’s a war about to happen, and Kane isn’t thinking straight. We’re lucky Valencia hasn’t been torn to parts right now.” 

He narrowed his eyes and turned away. He had to admit defeat. The other man was satisfied when he finally caved in. “It’s not like my plan worked, anyway. Kane hasn’t thrown her out. Nothing feels like it’s changed at all."

“Well, what did you expect? She’s the first woman he’s been with in years. He moved her in here. He didn’t throw her away like Bishop’s mother. This was his first seriously committed relationship, and you go and treat that like it’s nothing!” 

“It’s hard to believe anyone’s important to him! Alright!?” He defended. “After all this time, the way he treated us…how was I supposed to believe he’d ever care for anyone else?” 

He lowered his head. "Do the right thing. You started this, and you will end it.” 

He turned and headed straight for the door. His older brother remained in his chair as he went, looking at the back of his form with malice. Nothing more was said as Deacon left. He stared at the cards on the table, thinking of what to do next. Despite how he hated to admit it…he had a point. Everything was going to be at a standstill until something was done - and if Phule was good at anything, it was instigating things. 

He stood with a huff and grabbed his marotte.

—--

“Supreme Commander, if I may ask…where is Queen?” 

Kane glanced up wearily as King Casimir looked at him questioningly. They were in the castle’s throne room, accompanied by the members from the court above, who chatted away mindlessly. There was an empty space in Margherita’s throne. The two Queens would usually gossip there to pass the time with. The silence from its direction was hard to ignore. 

“We aren’t speaking right now, your highness.” 

“Oh, dear.” He glanced at his wife’s vacant seat. “I figured as well. Margherita didn’t want to come since she’s rather bored now, in our free time.” 

“..Again?” He asked. Casimir nodded regretfully. The Supreme Commander shifted his feet. 

Queen’s friendship with her was the solution to this previously-forgotten predicament. He noticed the tense aura the first day Valerie didn’t show with him. They spent some of their leisure time with the royalty, in the throne room as they accompanied them to their businesses.

But she hadn’t shown in these past days, and Margherita grew restless with her lack of company. He didn’t help the situation - not bothering to invite her when he visited the King and Queen anymore. He had little to offer to the royalty conversation-wise, if the awkward silence didn’t express that enough. Queen usually spared him the effort most of the time. 

That was another thing he admired about her. Ever since her friendship with the crowns started, she kept them entertained with gossip she heard around Valencia. She was skilled with keeping up with current events and knowing what was going on in Cadiz. He had little reason to care about anything that didn’t involve his military, and left that matter into her hands. Now that she wasn’t here…they didn’t have that distraction. 

The regal figure noticed his expression and frowned. He sat on his throne and turned to him. “You saved my marriage once. I owe it to ask if I can help, mio amico?” 

“There’s no need to-” 

“ You there..! Fetch a seat for him, would you?” 

Kane was interrupted when an assistant came running in with a small chair. He slowly lowered himself on the cushion. He grit his teeth at the pain that came from his lower back. He acquired it from sleeping on a futon in the workshop. It was a temporary sleeping space for either him or Bishop if they worked themselves into the morning - but it wasn’t comfortable. The first night was somewhat bearable, but the few after were torture. He did all this to avoid Valerie…but he’d rather be in his own bed, getting rest instead of tossing and turning all night… 

The King looked at him expectantly. “Do you want to talk?” 

He didn’t hesitate. He never expressed his personal matters willingly to his superior. “I would rather not.” 

“If that is your wish…you may leave, if you’d like.” He motioned to the grand doors. “I’ll be here until Margherita wants to join me…I try to be the best company for her, but she says that she needs time away from men. If you can believe that..!” 

He forcefully laughed as the Commander excused himself. He didn’t know where he wanted to go, but he needed the space to think. To have a moment’s worth to himself, after being forced to do everything else these past days. He resorted to one of his work rooms within the castle - using his key to unlock it, then securing it once he was inside. He used these rooms for temporary work. But right now, he just needed the refuge. 

. . .

“*Sigh*...” 

He sat down at the desk and reached for one of his math books. They were complicated expressions he kept on hand to practice his mathematics. He opened a page and picked one he wanted to do. He spent several minutes working out an equation only to find his mind was clouded. The numbers were hard to remember the longer he worked. He became increasingly frustrated as he suddenly couldn’t think. Couldn’t calculate. The answer he came up with was incorrect. The tip of his pencil snapped when he pressed it in annoyance. 

“Che cazzo!” He swore under his breath, grabbing another and trying again in sheer determination. He couldn’t correct it. He threw the items away in irritation. He grabbed at his hair, the strands loosely falling out and dangling in front of his face. Math was always something he did right. Something was amiss. 

“What is wrong with me..?” He muttered to himself. 

He hated being away from Queen, but he couldn’t stand being with her right now. After knowing what she did and hearing her pathetic attempts to justify it…it made his stomach twist unpleasantly. He recalled the lonely nights he spent away from her, taking an emotional and physical toll on him. He felt conflicted above everything. No matter how long he dwelled on this matter, he couldn’t come to a straight conclusion on anything… 

He knew one thing for certain: he wanted to be with her. He loved her because he couldn’t let go. The thought of leaving Valerie introduced a hurt he couldn’t fathom. It was similar to the coldness when she called him those words - a ‘selfish asshole ’...

His entire world had been shattered, to realize she saw him in such a way…as someone who didn’t care, when it was entirely the opposite. He cared too much about her. And that was obvious, knowing how much this ordeal was hurting him, in many ways at once. No matter how much he brought himself away, he wanted to see her again. To reconcile more than anything, right now. 

He moved his leg and felt a presence in one of his pockets. He surfaced the familiar ring box he’d been observing for so long. He placed it on the table and stared at it. He realized what he was feeling. He was… heartbroken . The pain in his chest was strong, and he was overcome with a numbing sensation that spread to his body. A hotness entered his throat as he choked - and that was when a tear shed from his eye. 

He couldn’t register anything at that moment. It’d been so many years since he cried. He hadn’t a reason to, after all this time. But now…

"Heeeelloooo, dad!"

A joyful noise tore him from his thoughts. He sat up in his chair and quickly wiped the tear from his face. The interruption came from behind the closed door. Kane's hands clenched tightly when he recognized the voice. He didn't prefer company at that moment, and he especially didn't want it from Phule. 

He was upset with him, too. But this wasn’t the first time he caused trouble, and it wouldn’t be the last. The fault might’ve been on him for not warning Queen what he was capable of in time. Least to say, he wasn’t entirely surprised he was behind all of this. But he couldn’t blame him alone. 

At his lack of response, the jester clacked his tongue. "Still upset, are you? You've locked yourself up everywhere these past few days. What do you need? A smile?"

The anger returned at his cocky tone. The Supreme Commander wanted to throw the door off its hinges. To take him by the throat so he wouldn't be pestered anymore. It took all his willpower to remain in that chair completely unmoved. His silence encouraged him to continue.

"I can tell this isn’t going to work, so I’ll get to the point. The snitch was right. I did it; I took her there. You're smart enough to know that. So I’m here to say that I…formally apologize for my wrongdoings." 

He announced his apology dramatically. His father said nothing. He couldn’t blame him for being skeptical - especially since he didn’t really mean it - but his patience was thin. He wanted to get things back to normal already. And if Kane was going to act like a child, throwing a tantrum by locking himself in a room and offering little compliance…he couldn’t help getting a little frustrated. 

Phule angrily kicked at the door. “"Per l'amor di Dio!! You're the Supreme Commander of the Armada! You're going to sit there and take this? I've seen you snap someone's wrist for speaking out of line..!"

He normally would not do something like this, as he would have him by the neck right now, but it was easier to express his emotions when he wasn’t standing right in front of him. When those judgemental eyes wouldn’t be peering at him, scrutinizing every imperfection like they’ve done for so many years… 

Nothing. He smacked the door with his gloved palm. "Go ahead and take your anger out on me - I know you're dying to do it..! Go on!" 

Silence. At this point, he felt exhausted. He rubbed his hands on his face as he lowered himself to the floor, resting his back against the wood. He wondered if the room was empty and he was just making a literal fool of himself. But then he heard some noise from the other side. Like something was set down on a table. He was in there. He was listening. He just wasn’t responding.

His eyes lowered. Knowing there was a barrier between them, it felt easier to talk to him than it had been his whole life. He would never know another opportunity to speak this honestly to his father. 

"Fine...I did all of this for a reason. I wanted you to get rid of her. I thought Queen was some woman you kept around to have fun with. How can anyone ever know with you?"

Kane picked his head up. His stare was now on the door, where his son remained on the other side. He did not rise from his seat, wishing to keep some space between them. His anger subsided hearing Phule’s honesty. A rare thing he was ever given. 

"I wanted you to feel pain. I succeeded, but...not in the way I exactly wanted." He tapped his marotte on his other hand. " You didn't throw her away like I thought you would. You might even love her, if i'm guessing right."

A pause. Still nothing. He sighed.

“She meant no harm, you know. She wanted to know about you. And if you ask me, she should've seen the ugly parts . If there's anyone to be mad at, it's me. She didn't want to betray you - I made her do it. I could care less about how you feel, but...she does, as pathetic as that is! " He laughed to keep his demeanor up. "She could do with someone better than you, but...I wanted to let her know what she's getting into." 

He could hear movement in the room. Kane stood from his chair and walked to the locked door. He remained there, hovering his hand over the knob. But he didn't touch it yet. Phule sensed his presence and promptly stood to back away a little. The alarm bells were ringing in his head. He hadn’t forgotten about the way he talked to him earlier. He was sure he didn’t, either. 

"I don't care anymore. But you should speak with her. That’s the only way this will be fixed. Tell her these things so she doesn’t have to go digging herself..! You’ve seen what that leads to.” 

He ran off before Kane could open the door. He didn't want to risk seeing the commander's violent outburst. But he didn't have one. He slid the door open and stared vacantly at the empty hallways - musing Phule’s words as he stood there. He knew where he was needed. With her. His queen. And it was about time he made her one.

#pirate101 #p101 #all'inzio #pirate101 kane #pirate101 queen #kane x queen #pirate101 phule #fanfiction #fanfic #pirate101 deacon

[cherienymphe]

hey, cherie, i hope you're doing well. i really need your advice. so a while ago i told you about how my mom reached out to my aunt in hopes of reconciling after the whole situation that happened in august when i told her i wasn't going to care for her anymore. well, my aunt responded very angrily and my mom responded with "understood". my mom's then left it as that but two days before her bday, my aunt messages her, completely different tone. saying she was thankful for everything but we treated her bad when it came to the whole situation and that we should've done things differently. my mom never responded, she has no intention to respond and doesn't feel like it.

fast forward to easter, my mom and brother receive a happy easter text from my younger cousin. i didn't though. this is the 3rd or 4th time he hasn't wished me a happy holiday and i knew something was up and i've been hurt cause like why? so i texted him yesterday asking him if he was mad at me and he said that yeah ever since the whole situation between me and my aunt happened. since this revelation, i've been relieved. i even told him that there's two sides to every story and if he wanted to hear mine he can ask and he was like "you're right, that's not fair." i did tell him i wanted to call him so idk if i'm ever going to get the chance to tell my side.

but now i know that the family sees me as the bad guy. my other aunt, my uncle, my three cousins. and i thought i wouldn't have cared but i've just been sad.

they know the type of person my aunt is. literally while she was living with my family, she was having beef with her sister and her nephews. she used to talk mad shit about them and it's like after all that you're gonna side with her?

i've been talking to my parents about this and since the whole situation happened and my aunt moved out, my dad keeps telling me not to worry what they think because in reality i'm the "hero" for helping my mom get out of that situation. (we both think that she would've passed out from exhaustion sooner or later had it not been for me speaking up)

there's so much information i don't even know how to add it all in, but if you're confused about anything, just let me know. i really think i just needed to vent.

anyway, thank you for letting me. i really do hope you're doing well 💕

Considering so many of them had beef with her too at one point it just seems to me like they feel some kind of way both bc you did/said what they wanted to but didn't and also bc you didn't just suck it up and bear the burden. I know it makes you sad but your dad is right tbh. Hopefully you'll have the chance to have that talk with your cousin but remember that not every villainized person is a villain

#asks

[groggygrimalkin]

TW SA and Abuse,long heavy personal post

I guess I'm in a sappy mood so I'll talk about why Homestuck means so much to me. For a year I've kinda wanted to make a video about it, and maybe I will, but for now I just wanna talk abt it. I'm not tagging this as hs but serious trigger tag ahead please tell me if you want to tag this as anything

Okay so I got into Homestuck around 2011, I was being pretty heavily abused by my grandma and mom and also neglected by them which is a very weird ass combo, but a story about someone playing a game and having such close friends appealed to me (I also thought Homestuck was an anime before finding the comic and would look up like "Homestuck episode 1" and get mad when I couldnt find it lmao). Now keep in mind I was a child so like media literacy wasn't my strong suit but I still retained and understood a good ammount of stuff mainly about characters. Anyways as a child naturally does I started talking about it with all of my friends and tried to get them into it, and one friend got REALLY into it. The best I can describe it is like that episode of the Cuphead show where Mugman likes piano and Cuphead gets into it and immediately overshadows him. But I was still happy to have someone to talk about it with. My favorite characters at the time were Meulin, Nepeta, and Damara and I would happily talk about them, but the person would shit on me for liking Meulin claiming she was a bad person and constantly pointing out all her flaws, it annoyed me because they're favourite characters had TONS of flaws they didn't acknowledge but for some reason me loving Meulin was the worst thing ever. I also loved the Midnight Crew and later to my chagrin they did too. I kept reading as updates came out and soon Homestuck became their entire thing, I remember going over their house because at a certain point they were my only friend and they talked to me about Homestuck like I didn't introduce them to it. But yknow, okay, whatever. We would ship our ocs with Canon characters and pretend to be characters and stuff, pretty standard until one day they came over my house and insisted on being Dualscar. They wrote a fic about him doing it with one of my ocs and I was just kinda happy for the attention. Anyways we were rping in real life and I don't remember when, or how, but they had me pinned to the couch and were insistent I let them touch me because we were role-playing and they were Dualscar. Now I've always lowkey been ace, especially in my younger years, so I was pretty uncomfortable, and even if I wasnt asexual someone having you pinned down insisting on touching you when you're not consenting isnt a fun time. Anyways they did stuff like this a few times more in various places and would get mad when I said no to their advances. But for some reason I kept hanging out with them. They were gross and rude and pushy but the only friend I had. I remember them basically assigning me Diamonds Droog kin which I didn't care because I liked Droog(still do) and would pretend to be Slick and suprise suprise would try and molest me. I began to get bitter towards Homestuck, something I once loved was being used against me in one of the worst ways possible. It was a weird time because I would just begrudgingly read the updates I once loved. Anyways when I was 15 they molested me again and it was the worst one, like I wouldn't let my family members hug me for years type of bad. I remember the exact video I was watching when it happened, Game grumps playing Silent Hills PT. I couldn't watch that video for years after. I also remember them showing me really fucked up porn between characters and when I asked like "Hey isn't that weird?" They did the ol' "Ugh it's just fictional!!" Sheit. Anyways at a certain point Homestuck was just ruined for me. I finished it just to say I did and when people asked me if I liked it I would lie and say I didn't. Thankfully I broke it off with them after nine fucking years of knowing eachother. For years I continued to say I dislike homestuck until I got like 22...I stumbled upon Hiveswap and it was funny all of the troll and Alternia facts I could remember, I was hesitant at first and was still like "Ugh but I don't REALLY like it!!" And then I saw....Them....

It was a weird feeling accepting that "Yep I like Homestuck I've been lying to myself for years" and I bought friendsim. I was hooked emmediately. It was like a flood of love I had for homestuck when I started in 2011 all came rushing back, the person who hurt me didn't matter, all that mattered is that I was enjoying it again. Tbh like alot of stuff from my first read was sort of still in my mind, so I stuck to watching recap videos and reading segments I couldnt remember and holy shit there was so much I missed as a child. And then I got Hiveswap and BAM I'm hooked even more, and then

AND THEN...

I rewatched and re-read the first intermission...

And it was set in stone that I'm a Homestuck at heart. It was like walking into a bar I hadn't been to in years and all of my old friends were there to welcome me, I was enjoying something again that used to bring me so much comfort before it was ruined for me, but it didn't have to be anymore. I think I sobbed when I realized that. It feels nice to enjoy something that for years was soured for me.

Uh yeah that's why homestucka and hiveswap means so much to me. Opening this blog has been an amazing way for me to get into the fandom which I never have before. I'll probably be an old man talking about leprechauns and trolls but I'll be happy.

#personal #sa mention

[s1rcus]

New Possibilities (Brokengravity)

Rating: Teen and Up

Words:  1471

Fandoms: Apex Legends

Relationships: Horizon | Mary Somers / Ash | Ashleigh Reid

Characters: Horizon | Mary Somers, Ash | Ashleigh Reid

Summary: Mary finally gets to return home to her son. And Ashleigh.

"If only Mary hadn't been so focused on her calculations, she would've understood that it had been Leigh talking to her and not Ash. But she had and she had been tired."

Author's Note: Inspired by this beautiful art by Warmilkopi

Story below the cut or in AO3 here

Mary had done it! She had figured a way back to her boy. Leaving the other legends was harder than she imagined but this wasn't her home. Natalie and Elliot especially seemed crushed and Mary would miss both of them dearly. She'd given Ash one last glance during her going away party. She'd started to tolerate her and they'd even had a couple pleasant interactions. She (or maybe it had been Leigh now that she thinks about it) had shined light on why Ashleigh had done what she had and Mary couldn't find herself being mad at her anymore.

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It was late. Past any reasonable time to stay up considering she had a match the next day, but she just wanted to triple check all her calculations. She was close; she was sure of it. She got startled as a robotic voice talked behind her.

"You really should be asleep, but I guess you never were the best at keeping track of time while working," Ash (Leigh?) had said.

"I know it's late. I'm just checkin’ these calculations before lockin’ for the day," Mary had answered.

"You know I'm sorry, right? I never meant any of this to happen, but they gave me no choice," Ash said. She's pretty sure it had been Leigh now. Why would Ash ever apologize to her?

"So you've said. Doesnae mean it helps the way my heart winces every time I remember it."

If only Mary hadn't been so focused on her calculations, she would've understood that it had been Leigh talking to her and not Ash. But she had and she had been tired.

"You know it's funny. The night before all of it you told me you loved me for the first time. I knew already of course, but that was the first time you actually said it. I had been waiting for it for so long. I had told myself that once you say those words to me I'd start looking for a ring. I was planning a trip to the city to start looking for one once we'd get back home when you left me stranded in space. Nothing ever had hurt that bad before than to realize I'd been lied to by the woman I loved."

"I didn't! I- They gave me no choice! It was either I get rid of you or they will. And I knew their way would not give you any possibility to survive. They-" Ash's voice glitched loudly. Mary winced from the sound and finally turned to look at the simulacrum at the corner of her lab but she was gone. Mary thought she had finally lost it and that she'd imagined the whole thing if it wasn't for the very outdated thumb drive she found on her pillow that night. It contained very little information on Apex Predators and even less on Kuben Blisk. It also had some prototype files on something called "Time Gauntlet", which ended up helping her with her project.

Like she said. She should've realized then it was not Ash but Leigh that came to her that night.

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Couple days after her party as she steps out of her ship, that she crashed on to the far end of Olympus (near where Lifeline's Clinic would be built almost a century later), and comes face to face with Ashleigh Reid after so long. Ashleigh looks exactly like Mary remembers her, and she can't stop herself from running towards her. Ashleigh looks like she'd seen a ghost (and Mary couldn't blame her) and about to take a step back, as Mary crashes into her, hugging her and almost knocking both of them over. Ashleigh flinches at first before relaxing again. Mary pulls from the hug reluctantly to look at Ashleigh before cupping her face and kissing her. Both of the women melt into the kiss which seems to last forever until Mary takes a hesitant step back and punches Ashleigh to the shoulder. 

"Ow, what was that for?" Ashleigh says probably more from surprise than anything else. Mary knows it'd take more than that to actually hurt her.

"Oh, ye know well enough what it was for! I might've forgiven you but there's some explainin’ left to do."

"I guess it was too much to hope you wouldn't know or remember. Perhaps somewhere more private?"

At this point Mary takes notice for the first time of all the guards around them. She flushes red and hides her face into Ashleigh's shoulder.

"That's one way to let everyone know I'm back," She murmurs quietly.

Ashleigh lets out a low chuckle, which is rare enough on its own that it warms Mary's heart.

"Alright, you're dismissed. Clearly wasn't anything threatening, just Doctor Somers returning home. Get someone to clean this up," Ashleigh orders the guards. Then more quietly adds to Mary, "you want to go home? There's someone special waiting for his mum. Also you could use a shower."

"Ya tellin' me I smell?"

Mary raises her head to give Ashleigh a pointed look. She smiles and shakes her head and cups Mary's cheek. Her thumb swipes along her cheek and she shows her blood smudged thumb to Mary.

"Never, but you've got a little blood on your face. You didn't hit your head did you?"

She had. Her landing hadn't been the softest, but Ashleigh didn't need to know that. Mary smiles, she really did still care.

"Och, it's nothing. Where's Lillian? I'd expect her to be the first one comin' to see what was happening," Mary wonders aloud.

"She's with Newton. I've been with him when I haven't been working and Peck is with him when I can't."

"I'm afraid tae ask but-"

"It's been a year and 289 days since I returned without you. Newton's been well. Misses his mum, but that was to be expected. He's been determined that you'll be back, as have I. You came back earlier than I imagined though and I'll need your help to fix some things," Ashleigh tells her.

Almost a year and 10 months. Not ideal but better than what some of her calculations had said.

"Whatever ya need Petal."

They start their walk towards Mary's home. Mary fidgets about with her pen. NEWT peeps on her back, worried.

"You aren't going to tell anyone about what actually happened, are you?" Ashleigh wonders aloud.

"No. Ya did what you had to do to keep all of us as safe as you could." Mary answers immediately.

"You actually know. How's that possible?"

"Like I said. There's some explaining we both have to do."

"Alright. Newton is going to be so happy that you're back. As am I of course."

"Me as well. I've wanted to see him again for so long. I've never been away from him for more than a day. And now it's been almost two years for him and almost five for me."

Suddenly Mary realizes Ashleigh wasn't following her anymore. She turns around and sees her a few paces behind looking at the ground.

"I'm so sorry."

Mary goes to her and gently places a hand on her shoulder. When Ashleigh doesn't react to it she pulls her into a hug.

"I know love. You were just trying to protect all of us the best you knew how," she whispers to her hair.

"I love you," Ashleigh says with desperation in her voice.

Mary smiles. That was the second time she'd said it to her. Clearly it was easier for her now. Yes the relationship definitely will need some work, but she was back where she belongs.

"I love you too."

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When they finally make it home (home! Mary still couldn't believe it), Mary starts crying the second she's through the door. She can hear Lillian addressing Ashleigh but she doesn't register it at all as she sees Newton. He's facing away from her but turns around when Mary whispers his name. 

“Mummy!” He yells and runs to her. She kneels on the floor and wraps him into her arms. She's quite full-on sobbing at this point and can feel Newton crying against her chest as well. She cradles him until he starts to squirm in her arms, which is when she loosens her hold to look at him. His hair is a little longer than she remembers and he's wearing clothes she's never seen before. His little hand comes to rest on her cheek, pulling her from her thoughts.

“You’re back! I told auntie Lilian you would come back. Are you hurt?” He asks her.

“No, no sweetie. Mummy's alright,” she chuckles and kisses his head. 

“Mary, you're actively bleeding,” Ashleigh says.

Mary turns to look at her. She's smiling and there's even a couple stray tears that have managed to escape her eyes. 

“It’s alright. I'm home now.”

#my fic #apex legends #brokengravity #mary somers #apex horizon #ashleigh reid #apex ash

[madame-fear]

Hello my friend!

May I request Jonathan Crane x f!reader- more like Scarecrow, threatening a Legion member because one of their hostages is their partner? A story would be very much appreciated!❤

Hellooo my dearest! It's a pleasure as always to receive your requests♥️ I loved writing this one!! 🥺🙌 Hope you enjoy & like it! 🥰 I tried to make his Scarecrows personality as threatening as possible towards the members😂

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The last thing you remembered was that you were about to enter your home. You were looking for your house keys in your pockets, and out of nowhere you suddenly felt someone inject a syringe in your neck. You tried to fight against your attacker, but it was useless. Whatever they had injected you caused you to see everything blurry as you fell to the floor. After that, everything went black for you.

Once the members of the Legion of The Horribles had captured you, they thought it would be a good idea to show their new hostage to Scarecrow. It was actually a really, really bad idea. At the sight of seeing you tied up and asleep, he felt like his soul was ready to leave his body. His worst fear was finding out you got hurt! This was very bad for him, especially because the ones who captured you were members of the Legion, which he was obviously part of it, too.

"What did you do to her?" Scarecrow said, trying to hold his composure, but there was obvious anger in his voice. "Nothing for now, Mr Crane." One of the members said. He turned around looking at the members who was standing next to him, he was now beginning to get not angry, but rather mad at the situation. "Why did you capture her?!" He didn't care to raise his voice to anyone when it came to your wellbeing.

The clear confusion on the face of the members who were staring at the scene made him continue talking. "That's (Y/N), she's my partner!" He stressed the word 'partner' to make it as clear as possible. The whole enviroment began feeling awkward and tense, as well.

He rushed towards you. You were tied up and he noticed that you had some bruises in your head and a few small stratches, which was caused by your fall to the floor, but he didn't know that. He felt a lot of emotions at that moment, he was both anxious and frustrated for the whole situation.

The sudden motion of movements, lights, and voices talking made your consciousness return to your body. You, very slowly, began opening your heavy eyes only to see your boyfriend (as Scarecrow) in front of you. You still saw everything blurry, and you blinked a few times to adjust your vision to your surroundings. You felt extremely dizzy and you had forgot what happened and why the hell were you there.

"Are you alright, love?" Your boyfriend asked you, removing a piece of hair that covered your face. "H-how did I get here, Jon? What happened?" You asked him, visibly confused. He places his hand on your cheek and began stroking it, especially the part of the cheek that had a small scar in it. "Everything's fine. I'm going to take care of it and I'll take you home so you can rest, yes?" He sweetly said to you, and you managed to nod.

He turned around again to where the members were staring, especially walked towards the member that was previously standing next to him. He didn't look very happy about what happened. "This," he said, pointing his gloved finger to where you were "better not happen again." He said as he pressed his finger against the members chest, then turned his head to his side so he could look at the other.

"This goes for all of you. If I find out that ANY of you dare lay a finger on (Y/N) ever again, things won't get very nice and I'll make sure you regret it. Understood?" He wasn't the type to scold the other members or anyone else, as a matter of fact, but when he became Scarecrow he didn't have the same shy & awkward personality he usually had, so he didn't mind raising his voice.

Especially, because this situation was about you getting hurt and being scared, so he did have to make some things clear. All the members nodded to what he said, and one of them muttered a quiet apology. He walked to where you were again, still sleepily trying to keep your eyes open and remember what happened, and carried you in his arms. "If you excuse me, I have to take (Y/N) home." He said as he walked and passed through the members, carrying you in his arms.

He carried you back to the home you both shared. On your way, you had regained a slight bit of consciousness, but you still kept your eyes closed because you had a strong headache. As he entered your home, he took you to the bedroom and gently placed you in bed, covering your full body with the sheets.

He sat on the bed near where your face was. He began petting your hair and tucking behind your ear small pieces of hair that covered your precious face. With the back of his finger, he began stroking your cheeks, which caused you to blush and smile at him. "Thank you, Scarecrow..." you muttered as you smiled.

He took of his Scarecrow mask for a bit, placing it next to him. He got closer to you and gave you a big, loving kiss on your head and then on your cheek. "It's alright, my love. I promise you, I'll always protect you no matter what or who hurts you. Now, rest. I'll come back soon."

He gave you another peck on his cheeks, causing your blushing to be more intense, and to giggle at his actions. He put the Scarecrow mask on again, and left the bedroom through the balcony, since he still had to take care of some villainous duties. Looking at him leave, you giggled to yourself about why he couldn't leave through the door like everyone else, but that was him, you thought to yourself. But, you loved your sweet and protective Scarecrow that way.

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[kimberly-stocks]

Warning. A long rant about Rory Gilmore ahead.

I was doing a research for a story I'm writing (it's literati fanfiction), and after watching a few clips on YouTube from the show I kinda got sucked into this whole realm of Gilmore girls content. There's literally a ton of videos, and a lot of them are uploaded recently. Which is so fascinating, considering the show aired 2 decades ago. And while I was going through vids on analysis of the show and its characters, I kinda got stumbled upon a whole bunch of them called 'the downfall of Rory Gilmore' and the likes. I watched some of them... And it made me feel weird. I mean, there were several valid points they made about her character, but at the same time, I tried to reconcile them with my thoughts on her the first time I watched the show because they didn't necessarily coincide.

I first watched the original series a year ago, meaning I was 32, just like Lorelai was in the pilot. So, I wasn't a kid watching it when it aired. I was a grown adult with some life experiences under my belt. So I didn't just get automatically sucked into what the creators of the show wanted me to believe. And I remember I kinda liked Rory in the beginning. She was this studious introverted girl, kinda like myself at her age. She had a great relationship with her mom which I could relate to. It was a very cozy show, homey, and it was easy for me to remember what it was like to be 16 again. I had a harder time identifying with Lorelai, even though we were the same age, because her personality is way different than mine, and also she often times annoyed me a little. And I could understand the logic behind everything Rory was doing. I didn't necessarily agree with all of her choices, but I could understand them. Why she stopped spending as much time with Lane when she met Dean, why she didn't tell Lorelai about Jess, why she was mad when she saw him with Shane, etc. I could even understand why she slept with married Dean. Like, it was bad, i get it but I also understood why she did it. She wasn't perfect, and I could see her logic behind what she was doing.

But as the show progressed, I guess I started having problems with Rory's character and have a lot of questions for her, because the more I watched (from the late season 4, and then season 5, 6), the only thought I had about her was 'god, what a waste! What a waste of resources, potential and time'.

Personally, I don't think having negative thoughts about a character is necessarily 'hate'. I thought the writers did her dirty. And here's why.

When I was in college I had two girls in my class who were straight A's students and basically stars of their local schools in their respective small towns. They graduated with honors and whatnot. And one of them, Angy, was like a perfect little girl, her mom was a teacher, she was a straight A's student, she participated in every shindig her school threw, everyone loved her, her picture was even posted on a special school board of best students or whatever. And when she first came into a big city and a big college (our uni had probably more students than her whole town's population combined), she expected everyone to treat her like she was a star just like she used to be in her school, and she acted accordingly. But in a big city and a big school no one gave a damn, nobody knew who she was and they didn't care. That was a serious reality check for her. I remember one time my friend and I passed the exam and we got A's, while Angy went before us and got a B. And when she found out we got A's she got so mad! And she literally threw a temper tantrum like 'why did THEY get A's and I didn't???? I'm gonna go back to that professor and demand a retake' and she said 'they' in such a tone which implied 'such losers', because, my friend and I, we kinda struggled, especially me, so getting an A was a big deal, we were by no means excelling. To her credit, Angy later realized that she had to earn her status all over again, and she kept up good grades, and was even helpful to her fellow students, and later she even helped me when I really stuggled with my math assignments. So, in the end, she realized she had to work to get what she wanted, and it wouldn't just be given to her because she was The Angy. Season 5 Rory hadn't. She met Logan instead.

I don't blame any of her boyfriends in her short comings, it was more her upbringing I feel like. She was a product of her environment really, if you think about it. Her whole town treated her like she was a special snowflake, a gifted super child. Lorelai herself said 'if you see a girl with a halo above her head and a book, that's my daughter, Rory'. Her grandparents told her she was smart and talented and whatnot (which I guess was better than the Christopher's parents attitude), but in the end it didn't really help her in the long run. It's hard to accept you're not as special as everyone told you you were your whole life. And even though Lorelai encouraged Rory to pursue her dreams and such, it seemed like she didn't give her any room for error or exploring the world on her own. Rory was always kinda sheltered and lived in a bubble.

Which in turn makes me question where did that dream to become an international correspondent even came from? I was so surprised to hear that when she told Jess about it in Teach me tonight. She was so introverted, she didn't make any new friends at Chilton. If Paris didn't pursue her from day one, she might not even had any friends at Chilton at all, because she had Lane, Dean, her mom and books. Then at Yale having Paris as a roommate also didn't do her any good. It was a safely blanket. Instead of branching out and finding new people she just stayed with Paris instead. She said she wanted to travel and see the world and be a journalist. But you don't have to be an international correspondent to travel. And sure, she's good at writing, that's great. But why Christiane amanpour? Wars and trenches, Rory? Really? She couldn't even handle her first day at Yale on her own without her mommy. Which was kinda the point of chosing Yale in the first place, and a dead give away of the fact an international correspondent is not for her. The signs were always there, but no one in Rory's circle took them into account.

And then the Mitchum incident. When I first watched it, I thought, "my god, you can't possibly take everything he says seriously. He doesn't want you to date his son just like the rest of his family, that's why he gave you the internship and then critiqued you, so not to be a jerk at first at that dinner, but then mess with you. Isn't that obvious? Am I the only one who sees it???" Why was her first reaction to steal a yacht and drop out of Yale? Would she do the same if she was covering a war overseas, and someone told her, 'there's no place for you here, go away'. And she what, would be like 'oh? Okay'. The first criticism in her life and instead of retreating and regrouping and fighting back, she just decides her career is over before it even started? Like wtf??? There's a lot of different kinds of jobs where you could apply writing. Even if journalism was not for her, she could've figured something out without dropping out, especially considering she was majoring in English, not in journalism. That's a lot broader category with more flexibility. Why wasn't her first reaction to prove him wrong?

I struggled a lot in college. Granted, I was a STEM major, so the experience is not exactly the same, but still, the amount of people who told me I wasn't smart enough, that I didn't have it, was astounding. If i listened to everyone who doubted me, I would've dropped out after the first semester, and would not have a PhD I have today. That's why that storyline was not relatable to me, and I did not agree with her decision. Frankly, it pissed me off. I mean, it's easy to just give up when you have rich grandparents to fall back on, when they're gonna pay for everything, and you wouldn't have to work a single hour to pay the bills. I personally didn't have that opportunity and privilege, maybe that's why it made me react so passionately about it, I was fuming when I watched that episode. I was like 'girl, please! Get you shit together, Gilmore!' Her grandparents and Lorelai are extremely stubborn, but Rory in that situation seemed like she didn't inherit any of the Gilmore stubbornness and resilience. Maybe it's flaky Christopher genes, I don't know. And from then on I kept thinking what a waste of money that was. I wondered if she would throw that away if she had a student loan, or Lorelai was paying for Yale from her own pocket, and not her grandparents who basically just gave her money for free, and refused her offer to pay them in installments when she gets a part time job (Which she never did).

I don't know what's the point of this whole rant. I guess I can kinda understand her story arc was realistic in a way, and her being nowhere near successful in her thirties makes her relatable to the audience, but I still think it was a waste. Especially when you think about guys like Marty who had to bartend to cover his expenses and couldn't pay $70 for a meal. Rory never had to do that.

I guess, it makes me sad that her character turned out to be written that way. And I have a lot of questions to Rory, and maybe to ASP. When I first watched the show, I didn't notice a lot of stuff because I binged it. But after reading a hell of a lot of fanfiction and watching all those analysis videos and reading fan theories and whatnot, I watched bits and pieces more closely, and noticed a lot of discrepancies, which made me question the show and Rory's character. And I wonder if those things were just a sloppy writers' job, or was it intentional, and they dropped hints on what Rory's trajectory would be like all along.

For example, it still surprises me to this day, that Rory only realised she needed extra curricular activities to get into Harvard when Paris told her about it in JUNIOR year!! Like, wasn't it your dream school since you were a little kid? You had at least a decade to do a thorough research on this school, and memorize everything about what kind of stuff and grades and things they were looking for in their potential students. How come Rory didn't know that having just good grades wasn't enough? Like, how? It seemed like Rory's dream of going to Harvard was exactly that, a dream, not a realistic plan. And she kept living in a fantasy world where she's so special and would get into Harvard no sweat just because Babette told her she was smart. How come she didn't have doubts? Also, Lorelai, who encouraged her Harvard dream, how was she going to pay for that if she couldn't even pay for Chilton? It was like Chilton price came as a total surprise to her. Didn't you know the cost before your kid applied to that school in the first place?

I understand that going to Yale was a plot device to keep Rory close to her mom, so that the show could still be 'Gilmore girls', not 'one gilmore girl is going to Harvard and the other opens an inn'. But I think, character wise, it would be better if Rory went literally anywhere else. Maybe not necessarily to Harvard, because I feel like it was more Lorelai's dream anyway, and she already dreamed about it for too long, which builds expectations, that the school might not meet in reality, and that would lead to another identity crisis. I think Rory should've gone to some school that was further away than Yale, so that she couldn't visit as often, and so that she would have a chance to do her own thing, without the pressures of constantly being a perfect unicorn child, or a perfect granddaughter, Lorelai 2.0, where she could just be herself, and try new things and meet new people, and just explore the world outside of stars hollow and Hartford and her grandparents house.

It makes me sad. I understand she had a lot of flaws and did some questionable things, and that made her character so realistic and appealing to the audience, but she had so much potential, and it makes me sad the writers wrote her the way she turned out eventually.

And I guess, it also bugs me that after all those vids it's harder for me to ship Rory with Jess, which I need to be able to keep doing for the sake of my story 😄🙈 because I can't get those mean things said about her out of my head. Also, Jess had the best character development on the show, in my opinion. Of course he did a lot of stupid shit too, and he was by no means perfect or better than Rory. But seeing her so helpless and flailing while he's going steady is disconcerting.

What I liked about the show is that the characters seem very realistic, they have real flaws and great treats as well, they act like human beings, that's why it's such a beloved series. Also, while I was watching i could mostly understand not only Rory's logic but everyone else's logic behind the things that they did. I loved the chemistry between Jess and Rory, and that's probably the reason i shipped them from the start, from the first episode he appeared. I was like 'ooh, this is gonna be fun' 😏 and it was super entertaining and I wanted more, and discovered a beautiful world of literati fanfiction. Which is the only outlet for fans to get Rory and Jess the relationship they deserved. I really hope I won't burn out, and finish the story I started after all. 🤞 Maybe I should stop with those analysis videos 😬

There are literally keyboard wars unfolding in the comment sections of those vids. The comments range from 'rory is the worst, i wish she died' to 'why is everyone hating on rory, she's so sweet'. I guess, my point of view is that I'm not a crazy Rory fan that would defend her no matter what kind of shit she does, but I don't hate her either. After reading so many stories about her and Jess, after discovering so many beautiful plot lines people came up with, where Rory still does screw up and make mistakes, but she learns from it, it makes me more disappointed in the original canon writing, more than anything. I mean, there are so many different ways ASP could've gone, and she chose to go with this? I mean, really? Dude!

I think she said something like she wanted the show to resemble life, and you not always get what you want, and not all of your dreams come true eventually, which is understandable. But the show started as this portrayal of mother-daughter relationship who had this amazing bond, and I feel like, a lot of people don't have that, so it was nice for them to watch that kind of close relationship. But then it turned out like Lorelai only loves Rory as long as she does everything Lorelai wants her to, but the moment she deviates, Lorelai flips out or stops talking to her. What is the moral in that? That motherly love is conditional? That you only deserve to be loved when you try to follow unrealistic expectations of perfection? That's not exactly nice and comforting. It's like the show digressed from being a sweet family show to a depressing therapy-needing mess.

Also, many people view the series as a comfort show, the one they watch to feel better. Of course, ASP didn't intend it to be a comfort show, so she didn't have to do what the audience wanted, but a happy ending, at least to a certain extent, would be nice.

Phew, rant over. I guess.

P.S. I also saw a lot of posts and comments saying that Rory gets way more hate than any other character on the show which isn't fair to her. I guess it's true, but at the same time, she IS a main character, next to Lorelai she has the most of screen time, hence the most of footage and material to analyse her behaviour. And it's a general knowledge everyone loves Lorelai and god forbid you criticize her in any shape or form. So, by elimination Rory gets all the shit, unfortunately.

#gilmore girls #rory gilmore #rant

[nny11writes]

im amused at how well you nailed everybody's character with so little context... season 2 hadnt even come out yet??? but scorpia would ABSOLUTELY cry over anything, and her lil baby lying to her would probably get a nice shedful of tears. she would somehow think it's her own fault for not being a responsible mother that makes her kid feel like they can tell the truth.

the idea of entrapta being the semi responsible parent despite irresponsibly creating life is funny to me. she built her own parents like you said, AND she actually has looked after kids (emily.... imp... wrong hordak...) so it makes sense shed be quite paternal even without actual role models to go from.

catra thinking shes never going to get attached to the kid and then being the most insecure parent xD

i love how you just straight up made a scorptra baby because why the fuck not (i love how entrapta just straight up made a scorptra baby because why the fuck not)

lol, thank you! It's a weird one because I started it so early on so I feel like I can see which parts (because apparently not ALL of the parts are posted like I thought they were) I wrote early on and which have been added since :p

I stand by Scorpia isn't an easy crier, but my god when it's her own kid she is nothing but water works! Absolutely she'd be like, "What have I done that make her not trust me????" While Catra is rolling her eyes like, "Scorpia she's a child, she can and will and should rebel." Meanwhile Entrapta sagely is nodding along, "Everyone does and is allowed to have secrets. It doesn't reflect on you."

They still talk with her later and make sure she knows they love her and she can tell them anything.

Look, Entrapta may be banned from the history museum because she kept sneaking a group of kids into the back to see the real dino bones, but one on one with a kid she will default to parenting rules imo. She programmed her own parents and I feel like she would want something to go by for it, so her rules are all very reasonable and she follows them well. If Clawdeen ever feels strongly that Entrapta is being unfair, they 100% sit and discuss it. Clawdeen knows if she can convince any of her moms of her point they'll change their mind lol.

Look my parents negotiated with me when I was about 4-6 years old that I would never have to wear dresses again and I could choose my own clothes from either the boys or girls section as long as I understood that my uncle's wedding was THAT DAY and there was no time or money to get me something different so I had to wear a dress instead. I am biased and SPT is like my parents. No curfew, just let us know if you'll be coming back after we're asleep. You broke this rule that you knew about, and this is the punishment we'd already told you about, does this still seem fair to you? No mandatory chores, but I was not allowed to leave a mess in shared spaces. So if I insisted on not doing my own laundry that was fine but I had to suffer with stinky clothes lol. There was a lot of negotiating, discussion, and checking in with them.

One time, I forged my dad's signature for a while in Elementary school and really thought I was slick, then when I got in trouble I forged it on that and my teacher crossed it out and told me I had to get an actual signature and explain why there was one already on there. My dad just let me cry about it for a while as he assured me he wasn't mad, and the first thing he checked was why I forged his signature. I did it because I always forgot to get it for my homework so I'd sign it before class when I remembered, and I didn't want him to be mad at me for getting in trouble at school. He was understanding and we came up with a solution so I wouldn't forget.

I base SPT on this kinda model where if one of them just knows they're the wrong person to handle it they make sure Clawdeen knows they love her and then have someone better set up for it do it.

Eventually all three will share basically all responsibilities, but at the start Entrapta holds the responsible parental reins. Once Catra isn't scared she'll over react and Scorpia is less of a push over, then the chaos can really kick off!!!

Catra is just really like, "Well if I say I won't care about this person, then I won't!" when in reality she will become so protective of them it's almost hilarious. Catra doesn't latch on easily but once she's decided you're one of her people, fucking good luck try to not be.

Catra: I wish we had super soldiers to back up the bots :(

Scorpia: Ooo, that would be so cool!!!!

Entrapta: I can do that, Hordak has cloning stuff anyways so I just need some DNA, like hair or nails.

Catra, who does not know what cloning and DNA are: And you'll make a super soldier!? Heck yeah, permission granted! I shed all the time. >:D

Scorpia, wildly misinterpreting what's happening: Yay, Super Pal Trio!!!!! <3<3<3<3

~

Clawdeen: How are babies made?

Entrapta: Well, you see, when you have at least one willing donor for genetic materials and access to a state of the art lab, you can grow one!

Catra, thinking she's being funny: Or two people can just fff-

Scorpia: KISS AND THEN THEY FIND A BABY IN A CABBAGE PATCH!

Clawdeen: Science or magic garden, got it.

Catra: Wait- no-

Scorpia and Entrapta: YES

#long post #com-mom-der and clawdeen #she ra #spop #super poly trio #super pal trio #entrapta #catra #scorpia #catrapta #scortrapta #scorptra #when Glimmer learns how this all went down no one will live it down ever #is this the modern AU where Entrapta is basically Ms. Frizzle? no #but I'm not gonna let that stop me from crossing the au ideas!!!!!

[noro-noro-noro]

just woke up brain dump sorry about the shit numbering as I remember something I just fling it down

1. the apocalypse?? the storm. my sister and my dad and mom and me all trying to go home from downtown ;+5 but the flood the weather the storm the debris from the sky the collpasing buildings the road in shambles. we walked instead to avoid the rising water even though it wasn't stable . the sky was dark. my dad ended up safe at home even though the rest of us were on the secons store of what looked like an avant garde clothing store. therre were huge things collapsed on the road and I was driving and walking under bc I just wabted to go home.

1.2?? the apocalypse more intensely. the sky was purple now we were on the roof I was separattfrom mom & sister it was otherprolle. some of us had psychic powers iof some kind. Elon wisk was there trying to launch stuff into the sky but it kept failing. it was making ??? mad. we were running and hiding scrambling avross the roofs and through the concrete all the light sources were a bright teal blue

1.5 ? I was watching my friend ride a merry go round and other things through hmy phone . it was chill and fun

1.7 at the end of a sleepaway summer campin the woods at a national park or something waiting for parebts to come pick us up . vibe shift I'm talking to a jp guy first I thought it was bc I won a commission from him but his engoish wasn't good so I was trying to communicate by seding pictures (I wanted him to draw kuroha) & then it turns out I won a trip ?? it was maras y8 btw the anime piano guy ive been listening to flor like a decade & he looked super young (like we've seen his face before but now he was just like a7/10 asian guy . actually he looked like a dude named Jeffery from . highschool maybe?? but iirc he was like the Kevin Nguyen fuckboy type LMAO idk I haven't thoughbt about him in a while wonder if he's on insta i just want to see what hes doing before going back to nit thinkijg abuot him ever again. anyway. guy had a blond Russian gf who had bad skin & was scared of squid) and also the Convo changed & now I won like...a trip to visit him or smth? also he spike some engljs h now and also understood some chinese which made communication easier and he knew my mom. and he owed my dad $225 ?? imf not sure how. one of my friends who was sitting at an adjacebt picnic table commebted on it after we settled the plans & stuff like damn how u know THE marasy & I had an answer at the time. and forgot. he also gave me food to take back to my mom and I did and she was kind of excited about it

??? krndhi yonezu was also in one of my dreams, I don't remember like which one or why he was there, or maybe this is a whole separate thing, but he was opening? he wasn't an area and I was surprised to see him, it was a place that for all accounts he shouldn't have been but there he was standing on a table or a small stage or something wearing like a tank top? I don't know from what I've seen him do his live shows and he usually dresses in that like extremely oversized fashion so I was surprised it was just a tank top and baggy jeans, just passed a car with the license plate hag never mind I misread it it's ha6

2. we all ended up on the computer lab doing our things..different time zones different people. I saw the ghost ? if my fresan year roommate bc I got notifications on old documents and opened them and suddenly she was there flickering and indodnt know what to say to her since we were hbotj shy and she she dropped our. there was bloos on her lips she'd had sirgeey. unsure if she survived. but the others could see her..we werebally waiting for the train to take us back home. it came through the center. her project was a circus gambling app called strom. a secret level stage 5 was unlocked by reassembling slicesf a half eaten apple. when I talked to her she said she was a ghost but how? they saw her. she became fast friends with this girl named Sharon who was rraunchy and talkes about sex. did she remember me too ?

#dreams