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prorevenge · 5 years

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Bam, you're homeless!

This happened around 2002, roughly, and requires a big hunk of backstory. I warn you, this is long...really really stupid long. I posted the entire story years ago on a now dead social media site and it was 5 parts long, with pictures. I wont go into nearly as much detail here, but I'll still include enough that you get how horrible the situation was for me and why I did what I did.

Prologue/Backstory:

I was seeing this woman that was about 10 years older than me for about a year. My brother introduced us, as his wife was High School friends with the woman. She had a son from a previous marriage that was about 9 years old when we started dating. We hit it off pretty well, and started dating. She lived with her parents when we met, and since I had a 2BR apartment I invited her and her son to move in with me about 3 months into our relationship. She didn't have a job, but that was OK with me. I had a job where I could move up if I wanted to fairly easily, so we wouldn't need her to have an income. It would be tight, but doable without too much effort. She was mostly nice, even though she had her moments (like all women) where she could be pretty petty. I didn't mind those moments since they were fairly rare, but a few led up to and then fed what happened... so I'll briefly run through them here in a prologue of sorts.

Shortly after we first got together, she brought me over to her parents house (we'd previously met, since she lived there at the start) in order to introduce me to her only sister who was visiting. Everything was fine, but her sister kept making eyes at me. I didn't think much of it until my GF went to the bathroom, and I went to the kitchen to get a drink refill. The sister followed me in and immediately gets right up behind me. I'm a little uncomfortable, but she's just akward close, not touching me... she quietly says "hey, why don't you give me a call sometime, I'll make it worth your time sexy". I was horrified. I had just met her, and I was dating her sister. I told her no thanks, got my drink and hurried back to the livingroom. When my GF came out, I made eye contact and made it clear I was ready to go. She ignored me for almost an hour and we finally leave. The GF gets pissed as soon as we hit the car (pickup truck actually), thinking I was just being a dick. I shut that shit down by explaining what happened. She gets mad and tells me a story about how her sister slept with her ex-husband, and how she was a snake and had stolen boyfriends before too. I tell her I don't ever want to be left alone with her again. I then explain that I am NOT a cheater, I wont ever be that guy, and I don't want to be put in a sketchy situation to be misinterpreted either. She agrees, and acts like everything's cool and I had said the right things.

There were a couple more incidents that, at the time, just seemed like standard jealous girlfriend stuff. One stands out, she had acquired a handful of time-sheets from my work and accused me of taking days off and calling in sick without her knowing it, and accused me of using the days to see other women. I was confused, since I have a good work ethic and very rarely take vacations and virtually never call in sick. Turned out she had gotten my brothers time-sheets (he worked at the same place) and my brother had zero work ethic. He called in all the time to do drugs with his wife. I didn't even ask how she got hold of the time-sheets, I just laughed it off and thought she did too.

About 9 or 10 months into the relationship, I popped 'the question', she said yes. We went ring shopping. Like I said, she didn't work and though I had a job, it wasn't the greatest paying job out there. I made about 30K a year, so things were tight-ish, but getting a nice ring was workable as long as neither of us got too crazy. I figured on a combined budget of about $1000USD to $1500 combined.

She decided she just HAD to have this ring that was right at $5000. I told her there was no way I could afford that, and my credit was so crappy at the time they couldn't finance it. I joked that if I was going to spend $5K that it would be on a wedding car, not a ring since she was borrowing her dads car to get around. I told her to pick out something more in line with our budget, and we'd get better rings in the future for an anniversary. She said OK, but I could tell she was pissed. I found a ring I really liked (about $150) but she couldn't find anything and kept looking at the expensive ring giving me puppy dog eyes. The clerk wasnt helping, he kept handing her the ring and saying how nice it looked on her. I was mad, and just decided it was better we leave and come back another day. Give her time to think about it.

A few days later, we're at her parents house and her dad pulls me off to the side. Now, her dads a great guy. I really liked him a lot, so I liked being at his house and he seemed to really like me too. He says to me "My daugher says she found a ring she likes, but you cant afford it..." I get a little irritated that she would tell her father that, and he sees it "Don't get upset, I'm not going to try to convince you to buy it. I want to buy it....but you cant tell her I did." I tell him thanks, but no, I cant do that...he's already paying for the wedding that we haven't even planned yet. I remind him that he has no idea how much he'll end up forking over for that yet. He insists. He wants his baby to be happy, and he wants her to be happy with me. After some more argument, I agree....but only if he allows me to pay him back, which he does. About a week later, me and him go get the ring she wanted. I made sure a different clerk from the first time got the sale, fuck that guy. I gave it to her that night, and cue the fireworks and the bedside lamp cut-scene. We were back on track.

The day of the wedding arrives, we'd been together almost a year at this point, and it's great. We have a noon wedding at this old wooden church from the early 1800's, and the reception in a nearby field with an old tobacco barn. It was very picturesque but brief, since we'd arranged to go to Orlando for our honeymoon, her choice. Since I could get a good deal by going through a vacation planner from work, provided I went to this timeshare thing, it worked out. We got 1 night in a nice hotel, had to go to a hard-sell timeshare thing the next day for about 2hrs, and got free tickets to Epcot for the following day for about $200. Normally the Epcot tickets alone would have been nearly that. We would then have to switch hotels and had planned to stay for an additional week to see the rest of the city.

End Epilogue (told you it was going to be long) and begin the REAL story:

The reception ends, and we head straight to the courthouse to file the wedding certificate since it was 4:30pm and they closed at 5pm. I park and run inside, she stays in the truck since she's still in her wedding dress. They had closed early. Fuck. I knew we had 10 days after the wedding to file the certificate, and we were only planning to be gone about 5 to 7 days max. I also knew that if she found out that she'd insist we wait until the next day to leave. That would ruin the first night in the good hotel, and I had no idea if it would stop us from doing the timeshare thing potentially ruining Epcot too. I made an executive decision on the way back to the car to just...not tell her. I could file when we got back, no problem. She would never need to know.

We went back to my apartment, and changed into travel clothes and put the suitcases into the back of the truck and left. When she wasn't paying attention, I slipped the wedding certificate into her purse inside a little zipper section I knew she rarely used. I figured it would be safer there than anywhere else. In hindsight I should have left it in the apartment.

I should note that at the time I drove a Barney purple Ford Ranger splash. It stood out. My brother had written the standard "just Married" stuff ALL OVER IT in bright red paint. It really stood out. We took off, and after many people honking and we waved at everyone that did, we arrived in Orlando about 3hrs later. We check in to the Embassy Suites, take a very fun joint shower and after several 'fun-time' hours go to sleep. The next day we do the timeshare seminar thing, get the Epcot tickets and check out. I find a cheaper, but still nice, motel close to Epcot and check in. It's a Masters Inn with exterior room doors, not interior with a hallway (image search 'Masters Inn' and you'll get what I mean). We put our stuff in the room, and immediately leave.

I grew up on the Eastside of Orlando, so I take her on the grand tour of all my childhood memories. My elementary school, the old neighborhood, the local hangouts telling her my early life story at every turn. I also take her to meet my paternal Grandfather who lived in Winter Park, just outside Orlando at the time. We go to dinner and head back to the motel around 8pm with plans to go to Epcot early so we can spent the entire day. We were going to take the shuttle, but since we both smoked we decided it would be better to take my truck instead.

The day goes great with two exceptions. I wore some pants that were a bit loose on me, and couldn't find a belt for sale at the park. I spent the whole day hitching up my britches, which made me mildly irritable. Second, she was being overly affectionate for a family theme park, and I knew Disney didn't tolerate that level of PDA and would throw you out if it got out of hand. I had to keep telling her no when she wanted to do more than a quick kiss. She was sticking her tongue down my throat, and getting handsy...then she got mad when I told her to knock it off.

By the time we left Epcot, we were both a little irritable but still in a generally OK mood. We stopped at a 7-11 on the way home. They're selling these pre-made whiskey/coke things, and I feel that they'll help the mood so I buy 4 of them. We pull into the Masters Inn, go up to our room, and...the key doesn't work. I go to the lobby and tell the clerk, he pulls up the room and says no ones checked into that room. After a brief discussion, we realize I'm an idiot and went to the wrong Masters Inn...there's a couple of them in town, and since every street in Orlando looks basically the same, I went the wrong way and ended up at the wrong one.

She thinks this is evidence that I'm stupid and keeps harping on me about it the whole drive to our actual motel. We go inside, take a shower and decide to drink. The drinks are warm, so I say I'm going to go get ice and leave the room wearing pink sweatpants (hers) and a tanktop. I did it to make her laugh, which she did, and figured the ice machine would be close so no worries. I was wrong. I walked around the entire motel looking for a machine. The only one they had was in the lobby, so I fill two buckets (not wanting to go back) and head back to the room.

Shes. Not. There. The clothes she wore at the park, which were on the floor when I left, are gone. I figure she ran down to the truck to get something, so I pour drinks. She isn't back, so I look outside and don't see her by the truck. Neither of us had cellphones at the time, so I just lay down and started flipping channels waiting.

She comes back maybe 5 minutes later and her first words are a loud "FUCK YOU". I just stare at her, and she starts yelling about how I didn't go get ice, I was calling all my bitches back home and that she knew I was cheating on her. I point at the ice buckets and simply say "Ice"...she goes ballistic saying "You were gone for fucking 20 minutes, I knew you were cheating, my sister told me not to trust you!". I get mad because her sister is the one who slept with her last husband, I remind her of that, and how she also hit on me and that I had nothing to do with her because of it. She launches into a tirade about how her sister followed me around and saw me with several convenience store clerks near my job, and that I was busted. She then states "Thats ok, I own you now...you wont be driving yourself to work ever again! I will! If you go anywhere from now on it will be with me or my son, and you can forget about sex for at least a month!"

I'm beside myself...I might have actually had an out of body experience. I very calmly say "are you done?" She goes on for another couple minutes in the same vein, and finally says "Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"

I work in Corrections, so I'm no stranger to tense verbal situations that could lead to violence, so I don't yell at all. I say, very calmly, "I will drive myself wherever the fuck I please, with or without whoever the fuck I want. I don't cheat, I have never cheated, I WILL never cheat. If you trust your lying sack of shit sister more than the man you married, then maybe you should have married her instead." She screams "MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE!" so I reply with "so are you saying we're done? I refuse to live like you just described. If that's the only option, then you're saying we're done. Are we done?"

She yells "WE'RE DONE WHEN I SAY WE'RE DONE....YOU'RE DONE, BUT WE AREN'T BY A LONGSHOT...I...OWN....YOU!!"

I reply with "so we're done. Get some sleep, we're going back home in the morning". Neither of us get much sleep, but we dont talk to each other at all. The next morning, around 9am, I ask her "Have you calmed down, or are we still through" she answers with a very angry "Fuck you asshole"...so I get up, and start loading our stuff. I tell her "get in the truck or get left" and she wisely gets in.

The Revenge Begins

At this point I'm not 100% sure we're officially over yet, I just know we aren't staying in Orlando just to fight. On the drive out of Orlando, people are honking at us because of the 'just married' stuff, and she's yelling at them, giving them the finger. My windows are very darkly tinted, so I doubt anyone really saw her, but I still tell her to knock that shit off. She rolls the window down, and before I can say anything she's taken off her wedding ring and thrown it out the window.

I start laughing. She gets says "what're you laughing at, I hope you enjoy paying for that!". I drop the bombshell: "your dad bought that ring, he did it so you'd be happy and made me swear not to tell you...enjoy telling him you threw his 5K away bitch" at this point I know we're over for good. She starts yelling for me to pull over on the East-West Expressway...yeah, right! It's a 4-lane toll road, very busy, everyone going 70mph+, with a very narrow shoulder. I tell her she's fucked, that ring is gone. She's furiously yelling, but I cant stop smiling because I feel like I've just avoided a lifetime of misery and somehow everything happened like it did just to save me...but it gets better/worse.

We get back to town and when I slow down to turn down the road to my apartment, she screams "Take me home you fucker, take me home now!", so I head to her parents house about 4 miles away. As soon as I stop she says "bye motherfucker", jumps out, slams the shit out of the door, and runs inside. I guess she thought I'd just go home. I did not. I got out and walked up to the door. Her dad opened it before I could knock and steps out. He says "Rodnaxela, what happened, whats going on???" So I explain it to him, and include that she threw the ring out the window. He is instantly mad. I think he's mad at both of us, but he's not. He tells me to come in and I do. Mom is sitting there (she's wheelchair bound, has a British accent and is completely awesome), and she looks like she wants to cry....which makes me want to cry. My GF comes out of the kitchen, sees me, and starts swearing a blue streak as she grabs her purse and her dads car keys. She bolts out the door and takes off to god knows where. I stay there for about an hour explaining everything that went down.

They drop a bombshell. They tell me that she has been married 3 previous times, and ruined all of them with her anger and jealousy. They are sorry for not telling me, but they really liked me and wanted me in their family. They hoped that I would be the one to settle her down since it seemed like we never fought and I was really good at de-escalating. I tell them I understand, and apologize for the whole situation and leave.

It's on the way home that I remember the wedding certificate and have an "oh fuck" moment. I initially have no idea what to do, or how to get it from her without her knowing since we now hate each other. I go home and start putting all her shit into garbage bags. I haven't mentioned her son much because even though his mother and I lived together, he spend 99% of the time at her parents house. He had the spare room set up for when he stayed there, but he rarely did. I packed what little he had more carefully than I had hers, using an actual box.

While I was packing, she showed up with my brother. Turns out she was over there talking shit. She was high school friends with his wife, so it didn't strike me as odd when I thought about it. It also didn't strike me odd that my brother was acting like a dick because he likely believed her version of the story and his wife being friends with her drove it home. They loaded up her stuff, stole a moderate amount of my stuff (including some of the wedding gifts/checks I was going to return, didn't notice that for a week) and left. My dear bother forged my signature on the checks and cashed them the next day, which I didn't find out for awhile. She didn't have her purse with her, so there was no opportunity to retrieve the certificate.

After she left, I called her dad and asked if the purse in question was there. She had several. He looked and couldn't find it, he asked why but I didn't tell him. I asked him to call me when she got home, no matter how late it was. I had formulated a plan that I wasn't sure would work, but had to try.

He called around 11pm and said she had just come in, he was whispering so she didn't know he was calling me. Perfect. I drove over and knocked on the door. She answered. "what the fuck do you want?" she says. I earned the academy award by putting on a sad face and saying "baby, please, this has gone far enough. I love you. I'll do whatever you want, just don't leave me...please...lets go get something to eat and talk...I'll do anything you want" she looks at me for a minute, gets this cruel look and says give me a minute. I stand there trying to keep looking sad in case she peeks out the window, and after a couple minutes she steps back outside..With. The. Purse!!!

Without warning, as she steps down the stairs, I snatch the purse from her and run into the yard. I get the certificate out and start waving it around. She has no clue whats going on and just stands there. I yell "I got the wedding certificate bitch, they were closed, I never filed it you cunt!!!" as she starts to move towards me, I throw her purse at her and start ripping up the certificate. I throw half of the pieces in her face and jump in my truck and haul ass away. Best moment of my life.

So far it's just petty revenge bordering on pro. I was gotten as good as I gave, and maybe I got the worse end of it since she got the wedding money. This is where it goes into pro level, maybe even nuclear...possibly even supernova levels, even though I was only partially the reason her life ended up being ruined.

I get back home feeling very happy with myself, and start watching TV. I even still have about a week and a half left on my vacation. Fuck Yeah! Then my phone rings, it's my brother. He starts yelling at me that I'm an asshole and that I'll pay for doing what I did and he'll make sure of it. I hang up on him, and turn off my ringer. I start thinking about what he said and realize that he may have planted something while he was here. I know he's into pills and smokes dope, so I wouldn't put it past him. I immediately start searching my house. I empty every closet, every cupboard, strip the beds, vacuum and basically spend the next 2 days cleaning that place better than it's ever been cleaned. I keep running across these tiny ziploc baggies in weird places. Under the bathroom sink, under the couch, behind books on a shelf....and I have no idea why. The bags are big enough to put a bottlecap in at most and look dusty inside. Then it hits me when I find some 2 inch (5cm) straws under the bed. Cocaine. Shit.

I go BACK through the whole place and find a couple more baggies and a few more straws. At this point I have no idea my brother is into coke, and the amount of baggies with the apparent age of some of them makes me think they're all my exes. I'm pissed, so I call her dad. I tell him what I've been finding and he gets quiet. He says "Rodnaxela, I'm so sorry, I thought she was done with that, I should have warned you...I'm so sorry" I'm floored as he explains that she's had coke issues off and on for years. She had said she quit when her parents threatened to fight for custody of her kid and throw her out if she didn't. This was a few months before we started dating. I inform him that I can get some drug tests from work fairly easily if he wants, he says he may want them and that he'll call me back.

The next day I get a call from her dad. He had just confronted her and told her that if she refused to pee in a cup, with her mother watching, whenever they wanted her to she would be thrown out on the street. She refused and they told her she had 5 days to either get out or reconsider. I told him to let me know if she reconsidered, and I'd get him the tests. He never called me back, and we never spoke again. Due to some things my brother stirred up at work, I wasnt speaking to him anymore either, so I didnt find out what all happened for a while.

About 6 months later I found out through a mutual friend that they had thrown her out, and when she didn't contact them or her son for about 2 months they filed for custody based on abandonment (not sure all of the specifics). Last I heard, they had raised him to be a good man and his mother was last seen living under a highway overpass, but that was several years ago. She's either dead now or maybe under another overpass in another city...at least that's how I prefer to picture her.

There is a whole 'rest of the story' that involves my brother trying to ruin my life because of this situation. Turns out he and my ex were doing coke together, but all the connections were hers...when I ended things, she cut him out. He went to work the week before I came back and spread some pretty fucked up lies about me and how the breakup happened. I was new to the institution at the time and was scheduled to start a new shift on my return, so it was perfect timing on his part....but that's a whole different story that I might write at some point, since I got revenge on several people over the course of things.

If enough people say this rises to the level of nuclear or supernova, I'll crosspost.

TL;DR I marry some bitch, she thinks that means she can turn me into her slave, turns out we weren't really married and she ends up losing her kid and living under a bridge like a cunty troll.

(source) story by (/u/Rodnaxela)

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riddleredcoats · 5 years

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Hey @ionlydrinkonline sorry something weird happened with your ask. It got deleted and then when I tried to find it I couldn't and then posting this took several tries because Tumblr mobile sucks! But anyways, thanks for the ask and I will be doing Delphi/Victoire cause theyee adorable

General:

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How long will they last?

Depends really. Delphie can be an asshole or Victoire's fam will interfere and it will last months; but if they can get over Delphie's assholeness and if Delphie can control her temper around the Weasleys everything will be just fine.

How quickly did/will they fall in love?

LMAO. So, Delphie is very much her parents child and as soon as she saw Victoire she was like, 'I I want her.' and then spent months obcessecing over her, like Voldemort and Bellatrix, respectively. Victoire took a little longer, but after Delphie started making her move it took her days to be hooked.

How was their first kiss?

Victoire was the one who made the move cause Delphie is a dumbass. So Delphie had a 25 step plan of seduction and damn it she was gonna see it through. Victoire tired of dropping hints for Delphie to kiss decided to just plant one on her. Delphie was both dazed (because it was awesome if a little awkward because of the suddenness) and angry cause, damn it she had a plan!

Wedding:

Who proposed?

Delphie for sure. After spending some time talking with Andromeda about her mother, Delphie decided that she didn't want a undefined thing like her mother and father had. So she bought the ring.

Who is the best man/men?

Teddy Lupin is a good boy and a good cousin who is very happy for his ex-gf and his new weird cousin. He's best man to Delphie.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)?

Victoire's sister and some girls from Hogwarts.

Who did the most planning?

Andromeda and Molly. Fleur is very happy for her daughter and she likes Delphie just fine but she doesn't have the patience to plan a wedding, besides, Molly insisted. Molly doesn't like Delphie very much, mostly cause the girl does resemble her mother a lot and because of the mild guilt she has over Bellatrix death because it left a child orphaned. Andromeda will never forget that her sister murdered her daughter, however, she will also never forget that Bellatrix had loved her immensely when they were young, so she decided to be better than Bella and help her child.

Who stressed the most?

Victoire was as cool as a cucumber. Delphie on the other hand, was a wreck. She kept thinking about how her parents relationship appeared dysfunctional (loveless) to the casual observer which was what she was. Then - somehow- Draco to the rescue. He brought Delphie some of Bellatrix journals (and an apology) in which she talked about love, loyalty and commitment. Delphie relaxed a bit, she was as much as her mothers daughter as she was her father's. She would love Victoire to the best of herself until the day she died

How fancy was the ceremony? -

Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Delphie is Rich af. A Lestrange, aRiddle, a Gaunt, and a Black? She can pay for 20,000 extravagant weddings and still have money left to pay for 20,000 more.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding?

Narcissa. Delphie can handle anybody but the woman who was supposed to raise her and protect her but then sold her to the Rowls? Nope. Draco and Scorpius are invited tho.

Sex:

Who is on top?

Technically they switch, but it's Victoire.

Who is the one to instigate things?

Delphie is horny on main 24/7

How healthy is their sex life?

Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they?

Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last?

Depends 1h if they are too tired or don't have time, or all night long.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms?

Victoire is a giving top and Delphie doesn't like owing anything to anybody...

How rough are they in bed? -

Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do?

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Delphie is a touched starved lesbian, yall. And Victoire is happy to indulge.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally?

2 boys, both named after stars: Altair and Leo

How many children will they adopt?

A little girl from a family that abused her. Her name was Isabella or Bella for short.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers?

Delphie, who always wanted a family tries to be as involved as she can with the children.

Who is the stricter parent?

Victoire. The kids have Delphie wrapped around their fingers.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school?

Victoire. Delphie - as the chaos causing Black - is laughing in the background and high-fiving the kids.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? Victoire, because Delphie is a airhead sometimes.

Who is the more loved parent?

Delphie, because Victoire always makes sure to let the kids now how much Delphie loves them.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?

Delphie, who just sits there and laughs in the professors face as he calls her kids 'brilliant but a menance'.

Who cried the most at graduation?

Definitely, Delphie.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law?

LMAO, Delphie.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking?

Delphie once almost brought the house down while boiling water... So, Victoire.

Who is the most picky in their food choice?

Victoire, but since she cooks...

Who does the grocery shopping?

Delphie.

How often do they bake desserts?

Rarely, but Delphie picks some on the way home often.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater?

Meat.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner?

Delphie, with take out.

Who is more likely to suggest going out?

Delphie, so Victoire can catch a break.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking?

Delphie.

Chores:

Who cleans the room?

Delphie, who is a control freak.

Who is really against chores?

Victoire.

Who cleans up after the pets?

They have snakes... So, Delphie.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug?

Victoire.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over?

Victoire, cause she knows she dusted everything wrong.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning?

Despite cleaning it only once in a blue moon, Victoire is the one that finds the treasures...

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths

Victoire. The kids (and Delphie) are exhausting.

Who takes the dog out for a walk?

...They have snakes, who don't need walking? But Delphie still does it...

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays?

Delphie never had much of a childhood, so they do it every chance they get.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon?

Delphie is a night owl.

Who plays the most pranks?

Victoire, she's a Weasley after all

#ask #delphi Gaunt #victoire weasley #Delphie-x-Victoire #Delphie/Victoire #bellamort #technically if you squint

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no-jams-hyung · 7 years

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Bts reaction to their gf calling while break down crying telling them to come over

Bts were having a practice when suddenly they recieve a phone call from their gf. They heard their gf breakdown crying and they leave to go to their gf as fast as they can.

DON’T READ THIS IF THIS TRIGGER ANY OF THE READER PAST!

JIN

Jin: “Hello Jagiyah~ your house is near to the company so why are you calling? do you miss me that much?”

GF: “Jin......I......Come....Ho.....me...”

This was when Jin drop his phone and run out from the practice room to go to her house that is near. He would then enter the door passcode with shaking hand wondering what could have happen to her. Then he open the door and see her in the corner crying while hugging yourself. The scene break his heart into piece. And that’s when he knew that the nightmare you used to have before meeting him have come back to haunt you. So he walk slowly to your side and embrace you tightly in his harm and kiss your forehead.

“Don’t you worry, if they ever come back to harm or harass you, I will beat the pulps outta them. I promise, I will protect you from any harm so don't cry anymore my princess.”

His word secure her and his embrace make her feel safe so she fall sleep right in his arm. ( Jin is such a loving bf, I want him too )

RAP MONSTER

Rap mon was chilling in his studio and then he receive a phone call from his beloved gf but

RP: “Yo babe what sup? Miss me?”

GF: “Mon......nie.......I.......need......u.....”

Upon hearing her cry, he drop his phone and leave his studio as fast as he could cuz she need him. As he open the door to her room, he saw her bailing his out with a picture of her parent who have passed away in a car accident, she's the only survival so she always blame herself for asking her paren to go to the beach until she meet rap monster. It came once in a while and namjoon was always there when she wake up with bad dream until now and he can't help but run to pick her and put her in his lap then hug her like there’s no tmr.

RP: “Hey...babe...hey....it was never your fault and I'm sure they don't want to see their beautiful crying like this. I'm sure they are in a peaceful place now. So don't cry anymore, it’s in the past now. I'm here for you.”

His words have always been a cure to her deep scar heart and you always ended up falling asleep in his arm cuz she feel like it’s the safest place in this scary world.

SUGA

Suga and his gf have always been homie and lover. She support him through his breakdown and you always how yoongi love music. She always give suga his space but one evening suga was writing some music for her cuz her birthday is coming. He wanted to show how he appreciate her cuz he's not good with expression. Then suddenly he got a phone call from her.

Suga: “yeah? if you're going to ask where I am then I am in the studio.”

GF: “The.....m-m-me-memories.....it’s...b-back.”

Yoongi stood up and rush out of his studio. Yoongi arrive at her house and the image he saw is just like he was then when he have a moment of breakdown. He walk to her and hug her with his might. She have always been the one to support him so now he wanted to support you and protect her.

Suga: “Babe, don’t blame yourself for her suicide. It wasn't your fault, you were busy and you don't even live together. Seriously, your sister wouldn't want you to blame yourself for her suicide. Don't cry anymore, I am here for you and I will always be.”

His soft comfort was the best comfort her ever get since the incident. She feel safe and peaceful in his arm and she find herself smiling instead of crying.

JHOPE

Jhope have always been used to comforting his gf cuz she's such a whiny little baby. But later that day he receive a phone call from her.

JH: “WHATSUP SUNSHINE! DO YOU MISS ME ALREADY?? AIGOO OPPA MISS YOU TOO!”

GF: “Hoseok-ah I-I’m s-scared....it-it won’t go away!”

Jhope just drop his phone and ran toward your hard as fast as he can. When he open the door and see you shaking with fear was what shatter his heart completely!

GF: “it-it won't go away. The memories keep coming back....fire are everywhere....I'm scared! Make it stop! Please!”

JH: “No No no huni, there's no fire here *he hug tightly* see? I am here, don't be afraid! You're safe and sound now, lovely. I am here...shhhh...”

He assure for a few minute and she calm down and then he cook her food then cuddle her all night. Hoping the memories would go away.

JIMIN

Jimin have always love his beloved noon cuz she give him the love he could ever asked but there’s something that he keep from her cuz he's afraid that it would break her apart cuz she hate seeing someone hurting her precious Mochi. But later that day he got a phone call from her telling him to come home right away. He then hurried home bcuz she sounded shaky.

JM: “Noona, why you call me back home so suddenly.”

GF: “Chim chim-ah.....*she talk while bailing her eyes out* why did you hide this from me??? Have you always been recieving.....this? H-ho-How could this to such an angel? how could they say all those stuff about you when they don't even know you? why?....”

He have to kiss her to shut her from asking those heartbreaking question. He couldn't say any word but to hug her tight so she know that as long as he have then nothing else matter.

TAEHYUNG

Taehyung have always been with you through your dark past. But one night when he was practicing he receive a phone call from her and she was shaking and panicking.

GF: “Tae, h--he’s b-back. H-he’s going to kill me tae.....I didn't mean to kill him.....help me tae!”

Tae knew that the nightmare have coming back knocking on your doorstep so he rush to your place as fast as he could. And he reach there, he saw you shaking in fear...heavy panting looking around.

TAE: “*he have to hug her tight to her squirming telling him to let go coz she thought that he was her step dad so he have to scream and that’s when he stop” NOONA! YOUR FATHER IS DAD AND HE IS NOT GOING TO COME AND HURT YOU! AND IF HE DOES, I AM HERE TO PROTECT YOU PLUS YOU KILL HIM TO PROTECT YOURSELF AND PRIDE SO DON’T BE SCARED, DO YOU HEAR ME??”

She then realize it was her bf and hug him tight calling his name over and over again till she fall asleep in his arms. He wish to never let it happen again cuz it’s heart breaking to see her like this.

JUNGKOOK

Jungkook is always loving and mature but there are time when she go rage and break things but he never once got hurt by it cuz he know she love him and she never want him to see her rage so she always end up in the boxing area so she could release her anger. She is the calm person alive but one topic have always been sensitive to her and that would her parent. She would go rage if she heard about them. So it’s this time of the year where he would get phone call from her

GF: “I won't be home tonight so eat the food I prepare for you in the refregirator.”

Jungkook think it was about time he see how his gf rage so he went to the address her best friend text him and that’s when he see her punch the sandbag like her life depend on it but what break his heart more is she suddenly broke down crying. Jungkook without even realizing run to her and hug her tightly which took her by surprise.

GF: “Kookie you are not suppose to be here. GO! I don’t want you to see this ugly side of me so pls leave *she push him lightly and he too broke down crying*

JK: “No, I can't! My gf is hurting right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it so I want to at least hug you with all my heart. So pls noona!”

They ended up hugging each other tightly and fall asleep in each other arms. They both wish this moment would last forever.

I hope you like it!

-Requested By Anon-

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Mid-November

Wow. It’s been an eventful past two weeks. I feel like I’m still on vacation mode because it’s almost Thanksgiving and then winter break a few weeks after that. Work has been at a steady pace – I have things to do so it’s not totally boring, but it’s not very busy to the point of being stressed out.

The day before Halloween, I came to work half day and then bounced. 10 hour red eye flight to London later, I arrived at noon. I waited for Matt who arrived an hour later from NY. He had just got a haircut, and they didn’t do him good ($5 NY Chinatown haircut), so he wasn’t as attractive when I first met him. He also gained weight from residency and the stress aged him. On my flight, I also got a swollen eyelid. I remember feeling pretty sad on the flight because I didn’t wanna look dumb with a swollen eyelid in my Europe photos lol. I felt it when I woke up from a nap, and immediately asked a flight attendant for some ice. The swelling did go down, but it lasted for another 2 days.

London was pretty fun. I had the impression that the UK has the worst food in the world (lol) but I was pleasantly surprised by the food we had! It could be that we just chose good restaurants (on the fancier/more expensive side). We reached a level of comfort where we farted a lot throughout the trip and pooped freely in front of each other. I was also surprised that our digestive systems were keeping up with all the eating we were doing. Not once did I feel constipated, as I felt in Asia after overeating. We were pooping like 3-4x a day I think lol. Because of the cold, my face started peeling after a few days too.

Before arriving to London, a small concern I had was being an “outsider” because of my American accent, but I think because London is a big multicultural city, I didn’t feel like I was different. I heard plenty of other people with American and non-British accents. I really liked their transportation system, the tube. It was smaller than any other subway I’ve been on. Instead of buying a pass, we were able to use our contactless credit cards as a substitute. It cost about $9.50 for unlimited tube usage per day, which is a bargain imo, given how efficient their system is. I also loved their style – dark and grungy, just like their weather. Their milk tea was surprisingly delicious too.

Amsterdam – our hotel was really nice. Architecture is beautiful. I can understand how my cousins who visited from France seemed unimpressed by LA – our city is not very aesthetically pleasing architecture wise. I ate a space cake and at first thought it was a tourist trap because I didn’t feel anything. But after an hour and a half, it finally hit me. I had a nice high and was giggly/happy.

Matt and I came back to LA, and it was his first time back in LA after 5 months. We spent 6 nights together in Europe, 2 nights in our respective homes, and then 3 nights at his place, 1 night in our respective homes, and the last night at his place. I joked to myself that LDR is like periods of neglect, then periods of smothering. I did feel annoyed with him during some points of our time together and I wasn’t used to the amount of time we had together – I craved for alone time after our trip. I learned that it’s best to just voice it instead of bottling it in, but it’s sometimes hard to when he’s a tired resident and you feel a little sorry for them. It took him like a week and half to return to his old, happy and relaxed self. Traveling isn’t quite relaxing because we’re always on the go. When he got back to LA, he was still extremely tired, and had feet pain from months of being on his feet for long hours without appropriate shoes.

I had 3 meals with his family (his dad is still in China) by his mom’s invitation – Saturday dimsum, Sunday Japanese lunch to celebrate cousin’s birthday, and Tuesday hot pot dinner. His mom also bought me a blouse. It was a coral color and too girly/not my style, and it looked a little cheap lol. It was a nice gesture, but I ended up giving it back to her because it didn’t fit. Matt will be coming back to LA for an interview in Palm Desert in a few weeks, and she was already planning what to cook. Tuesday was their family’s first time going to eat hot pot ever. Their dad is not a fan, and the two boys and mom never really cared for it either. Matt only started eating hot pot (my fav) after I introduced him to it. It made me happy when his 15 year old brother said- I always thought hot pot was not good until today. The whole family (and grandma) all enjoyed the dinner, and the mom said she’ll make hot pot at home (first time) the next time matt’s in town. She extended the invitation to me. By the third meal, I felt more comfortable being around them. Their family is much more academically inclined. His mom and cousin were talking to me about Chinese proverbs and history.

I also met all his close friends on Saturday night. I was intimidated at first, but once I was in the space I was pretty comfortable and was able to talk to them easily (alcohol helped). Another friend brought his white girlfriend out, and it was everyone’s first time meeting her too. I looked through his group chat the next day, because I was curious if they said anything about me lol, and one guy said “Just wanted to say, your gf is very kind. Considerate. Same thing” which got lost in the chat because they’re not very responsive to people’s texts. The next morning I got breakfast with another one of his friends and someone from the night before.

With my past partners (D & J) where I’ve met family/friends, I was never too crazy about the idea. It could be that I’m more social now, an age thing, or that Matt’s friends and family are the type that I mesh well with – but I had a great time with them. They’re lowkey, smart, into yoga, and clean eating (and they’re older, so they’re over the partying phase). Definitely nicer than David’s ratchet friends. I’m thinking about what to gift Matt’s mom for treating me well when I see her next. Feels like I have a mother in law lol.

Another cute thing we did was a “family day”. Months ago, Matt talked about wanting to do a family day like all go to Disneyland together. His mom brought up Venice canals and we ended up going there – mom, grandma, brother, and two cousins after the cousin’s bday lunch. His family’s not really the type to go out and do things together as everyone’s quite busy and they don’t value family time/just hanging out very much. We got a really cute group photo and the mom was in our faces one time taking a photo of us lol. Matt ended up sending the group photo to his dad in China. After all this time with family and friends, I felt integrated. I have a better idea of what my sister in law feels when she hangs out with us. The dynamics do change.

Eating with their family, I thought “man, big and tall boys must be expensive to raise because they just eat so much”. It was nice to see him interact with his mom and being excited over food. At the restaurant he would ask her “mom can we order this?” like a little boy would, and the two boys (even though both are ~6 ft tall) seemed like little innocent boys to me. The mom also commented that the brother’s new haircut is nice because it makes him look like a teenager. Instead of his past haircut that made him look in his 20s. I always thought the whole looking older than you are was more of an issue with teenage girls, so it was interesting hearing that about a boy. They also walk around in their underwear at home. His mom commented that he needs to watch his weight LOL and told me to help him because he doesn’t listen to her.

On veterans day, we had a relaxing day – pho for breakfast, walk at a park, couples massage (amazing massage for cheap, but uncomfortable at times because I had just eaten), hot yoga at a bougie studio that his friend goes to. By Tuesday night, he returned back to happy and relaxed Matt. He looked younger, happier, his eye bags were gone, he was more attractive also bc he got his hair fixed, and he was more present.

Matt’s mom dropped him off at union station the day he flew out, and she gave him a full frontal hug for the first time. I asked, what’d you do? And he said he gave her a full hug too. In the past, it was like no hug, then side hug. First time full frontal hug.

Now I’m barely settling in and getting into the swing of things. Have to clean up my room/house. Things to look forward to:

Girls night – DIY pizza

Hiking

Simple Plan concert

Thanksgiving/ Friendsgiving potluck

Black Friday shopping - clothes/mattress

Matt coming back for a weekend

NY/Washington DC, Philly

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