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martian-astro · 1 month

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Solar return observations

(the artist is @eb_hua on twitter)

Saturn in 10th is a frustrating placement (my mom had it last year and basically with this you feel financially helpless, you keep on trying and trying but nothing works, but the good thing is that 2-3 months before your next birthday, you're gonna hit the jackpot, so don't worry too much) (my sister also has it this year)

I have noticed that in every solar return chart that I've looked at, the chiron was in conjunction with the north node and it has happened way too many times for me to call it a coincidence. (do you have it as well, let me know) (according to my observations, the house that it's in represents the area where you'll experience pain but also by the end of the year, you're gonna be able to deal with the themes of that house in a better way, am I making sense??) just let me know if you have any questions about this placement, I think it's very common

The year in which you have a gemini AC, you will focus a lot on building your professional network, a lot of communication, short distance travel and improving your relationship with your siblings, if you have any. (my sister has it this year and her master's will end on 29th April, she has applied to many places for a job and she's also coming to visit me, I'M GOING TO MEET HER AFTER 5 FUCKING YEARS😁😁)

Mars in 12th indicates a low libido, a very exhausting year in general, if you also have sun in 1st then... It can be pretty bad (it's like you KNOW that you need to stop procrastinating, but you really can't help it, so you look calm on the outside but your brain is like AKDHSGHSKGSKJDJK)

Jupiter in 10th in aries is a REALLY GOOD placement. (you get the courage to go after what you want, especially in terms of career) and if Jupiter is Trine/sextile with saturn, then it's even better

Uranus in 5th can mean having flings with people that are not your usual type. (one of my friends came to Italy this year, and the first thing she did was hook up with an Italian guy 😭😭, she's Indian)

Aries in 2nd is an impulsive shopping placement (if you have it and you think you need something, you don't) (one of my friends had this last year and he bought a hat for €150...... Yeah. He has saturn in 2nd this year and he's finally facing the consequences of his actions)

I know that saturn in 8th is associated with difficulties in sex and intimacy but there's another side to it (a lot of my friends have had this, and they became really mature about sexual matters, like if they were previously very into the hook up culture then that year they were more cautious and had this "I'm going to have sex with the person who I genuinely like or love" mentality)

This is very shocking but I looked at the solar returns of all the married couples I know and the year in which they got married, NONE OF THEM had a 7th house stellium 💀💀. For men, I didn't notice a pattern, but for women, 90% of them had Venus positively aspecting saturn (mostly, Trine and sextile but 2 had a conjunction)

My favorite solar return placement has to be mercury conjunct Jupiter, if its happening in capricorn or virgo, then you're really precise and direct with your words, a very leader type aura for that year. If it's in libra, then good for flirting and talking to your crush, there's a high chance they'll fall for your charms. If it's in pisces, then it's your sign to start a cult.

(all pictures are taken from Pinterest)

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thevestigeofvanillaan · 1 year

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Dates. K.W

kit walker x female therapist!reader

content: smut?, mention of getting caught, therapy, brief mention of "god", first person, cock riding, brief swearing.

February 5th, I met Kit Walker.

"Hey Mr. Walker," I'd greet myself before telling him my name, giving him an optional nickname.

It's the art of kindness that gets you places. If you treat someone with respect, they'll open up to you.

Being a doctor in this place is like being God in heaven.

You have the upper hand, the sense of directory.

Kit Walker had a Boston accent, several scrapes on his body, pale skin, precious brown hair.. he looked innocent.

I knew that he was innocent. I was his therapist that would help them decide his treatments.

March 3rd.

"Tell me Kit, what do you remember from the night you were 'abducted'?" I ask.

Kit became more comfortable with me, he felt like he could trust me. Because, he could. I would tell lies to Sister Jude; lie about what he'd really said during our meetings.

When we first met I told him what is said between us stays between us.

As our sessions continued daily, we learned more about each other. He didn't hate women, not at all.

Kit was always respectful when talking to me.

April 2nd.

"I just wanna get outta here.." Kit sighs. "That's why I tried to run away. It wasn't so I could kill like all them say."

"I get it." I say, placing a hand on his knee and he places a hand over mine.

"I'd never do nothin' to hurt you." I see genuinity in his face. The furrowed brows, the glistening in his eyes.

Smiling, "I know you wouldn't, Kit."

We got closer each and every passing day.

Each day Kit would tell me about his past, his favorite things. But he mostly liked hearing what I had to say. Hearing about my past, my favorite things, why I'm so nice to him.

Really, I think it's because I see myself in him.

April 23rd, we kissed.

It sounds almost stupid to say out loud.

No good therapist fixes people's problems with sexual interactions, especially not in a situation like this.

Kit was awfully different, though. Kit wasn't a patient to me. Kit was a friend, a.. crush, even.

May 7th.

"What happened to you?" I ask, noticing his black eye.

"Nothin', they just wanted to know some stuff an' I guess I said the 'wrong answer'." Kit smiles softly. "I'm okay, I get to see you now."

May 19th.

"Been on too many dates now, when'm I gonna get to feel you." Kit smirks.

Sometimes, Kit was more flirty than other times. There have been times where Kit was mad, he'd usually take that frustration out by kissing me. Times where Kit was upset, and I'd hold him.

"That's not what this is, Kit." I giggle softly.

Kit would let out a breathy laugh, "You wish it was, don't you."

Today, June 1st.

"Can you come here?" Kit says seruously, right as the guard that brought him in leaves the room.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean, can you come here.. wanna touch you." Kit says slowly and I get up, standing in front of him.

Kit brings his hands to my waist and leads them down slowly to my back upper thigh, spreading them apart and pulling me in to straddle his lap.

"Can I love you?" Kit whispers into my neck with hot breath before latching onto my neck, kissing the skin softly.

I moan softly with closed lips and buck my hips against him when he moves his hands to fold my skirt upwards, revealing my white panties.

Kit massages my ass with his hands as he kisses my jaw, I lean my head down to look at him before kissing his lips softly.

"Bad day?" I ask, grinding my hips against his lap as we make eyecontact.

He nods, "mhm. Need you." Kit looks down and brings one hand to cup my cunt over panties, then under.

I kiss him and moan into his mouth, riding his hand before bringing my hands to his belt, undoing it as we continue to kiss.

Kit pulls down my panties and I pull down his pants and boxers, leading his cock to my entrance before sliding myself down onto him.

It felt amazing. I rode him, holding onto his shoulders as I bounce myself on his cock.

Kissing him and moaning into one another's mouths as pent up frustration and sexual need is blown from the air and let out the window.

I didn't want it to stop, but it had to eventually.

Breathing heavily into each other's mouths as we ride out our highs, I giggle softly at the look on his face. The pretty smirk, his eyes glistening.

Kit was so pretty.

But moments like these are short lasted when you get caught..

#vanillaan #smut #ahs #american horror story #kit walker #ahs asylum #evan peters #kit walker x reader

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thatonecrookedsmile · 1 month

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["So what can you expect in the coming months?"] ["…you never know!"] ["He’s always watching me..."] ["-I saw Mister Drew the other day…was meeting with that Connor fellow, holding some papers."] ["I think they saw me looking though…"] ["Just too many secrets being cooked up in the kitchen!"] ["If I didn’t know better, I’d say there was magic there."] ["A well calculated understanding between creation-"] ["-big things are coming!"] ["-and creator."] ["Massive things!"] ["That smile…"] ["..you just learn to go with it."] ["He’s always watching me..."] ["You just watch…"] ["I’ve got a good feeling something great is going to happen…”]

...

…How very interesting,such… knowledge.

{A message from Wilson Arch}

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Yoooo, guess who is having a birthday today. Me,obviously. :D

Oh, and Wilson too, I guess. If you wanna be THAT guy.

Remember when this video came out there were people who heard the voice at the end and thought the voice was either Sammy or the Ink Demon? Man, those were the days. However with all due respect, I'm glad neither case was right in the end lol.

On this day 5 years ago, "Unknown - April 14th" was posted on YouTube, which means it's been 5 damn years since we first heard from Wilson...

man, what a damn BABY MAN, am i right folks

It's interesting to think that even though it's been 5 years, we've only known who Wilson really is for 2 years now (or more appropriately, 1 year and 5 months of those 5 years). Of course, now, after BATDR was released, we know who he is and what his place is in the Bendy universe. But between April 1, 2019 and November 1, 2022, all we knew about him was that he…existed. He was someone - someone bad apparently - who sounded old and who would have some relevance in the plot of Dark Revival. And that's it. We had no name, no appearance, nothing. He was someone, but we didn't know who.

It's no wonder he was only referred to as "Unknown" by fans during these 3 and a half years.

In the end, I would say that this drawing is a mix of 2 things. The first being the result of an idea I've had for a while, which is basically making a drawing in relation to the original video/"unknown" tape, but this time with Wilson, since now we know it was recorded by him. Plus it's been 5 years since the original upload,5 years of Wilson. I think this would be the perfect time to do this.

And second, a strange kind of redux/homage/"final chapter" in this kind of "collection" of drawings I did between 2019 and 2022 all based on the idea of "the unknown weirdo from BATDR saying How Very Interesting Such Knowledge" and so on. All of them having other characters in mind in the role of the Unknown. And now, here I am, redoing this idea again, only with The Man Himself this time. The real Unknown. Now as the Known, so to speak.

Going back to what I said before, you can see this drawing as a kind of farewell to this particular idea that I've kind of repeated over the years, as I've now done it again only with Wilson this time. (Does this mean I'll never draw this concept/line of thought again? I mean, I assume so. But there's no guarantee I can't make something similar again down the line. Who knows what the future holds. We will see what happens in the next 5 years.)

But,yeah. 5 years of Such Knowledge™.

Have a good April Fools' Day.

(Also, there are still a few hours until the day ends where I live, so for me it's still April 1st, so yeah, this still counts)

#bendy and the ink machine #batim #bendy and the dark revival #batdr #wilson arch #crookedsmileart #I'm going to start headcanon that Wilson's birthday is on April Fools. It fits him 😌#yo perspective SUCKS; who created this;i'm gonna beat them until there's no more.#also;lighting is so. hard;how do you all do it #Does anyone have tips for lighting; it would be a huge help /gen #also also;drawing the audio logs was a BATTLE. It was sooo boring; why do I do this to myself #so many details and I had to do it in 7 of them; and it's because these are the DR models;which have more details;#if I had to make them based on IM models I would probably make them simpler. But I wanted to be accurate :-)))#since we are on this subject (and I'm 99% sure of this)#Did you know that the textures in the audio log models used in the final game #are different to those used in the videos published between Feb and April 2019? and a little less detailed?#I realized this when I was looking for references for the drawing #the audio logs in those videos and the audio logs in the final game are not the same thing (at least in terms of texture)#Next time you play BATDR; think about this lol /hj #in retrospect; I don't think those audio logs published at the time would really be relevant to the game's plot #and I think that in the end their purpose was (besides worldbuilding i guess) just to tease the existence of Wilson #I still think that Joey's audio was supposed to be more of a meta thing since the real JDS was actually growing during that time #in my head; that at least makes sense (referring to the last 2 tags)#anyway;happy birthday Wilson;you old bitch #ok i finally post this;now back to the HOG

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xiaoluclair · 11 months

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6. eyelid kisses // lestappen // [ rating: G ]

[First Class, 3.6kg] Package for:

STADSOMVERT 16 4500 HASSELT BELGIUM EARTH

[First Class, 0.01kg] Accompanying letter: Salvation.

Max Verstappen goes missing on April 1st 2026. It is not an April Fool's joke. Still, it doesn't stop Charles checking his shower every evening, the undersides of hotel-brand soap bars, just in case. Maybe it's all a bad dream.

(It isn't.)

On March 31st 2026, they have an argument. Charles hardly remembers how it started. He remembers Max though: smell sour, there in the apartment but not There. He remembers how it ends: grabbing his keys, the glow of Jimmy's eyes from the end of the hallway, the door slamming.

He remembers after:

Just come home, Max texted.

Charles didn't.

No one questions the fact that Charles is the one who first reports him gone. Mainly because only a few people know he did: Christian Horner, the Kumpen-Verstappens, Pierre Gasly, Lando Norris.

Christian is unavoidable. He calls Victoria first. Pierre is his best friend. Lando dreams it.

Christian exercises 'ignorance is bliss' for the most part. How do you know? he asked.

He didn't come home, answered Charles.

He could've Died, offered Christian after another moment. Charles can just about hear his heartbeat over the line. It's too fast for the truth — besides, they both know April is not anywhere near September.

They'd been fighting. The people who know: Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen.

(The people who know: Charles Leclerc.)

It was over inconsequential things, mainly. His therapist, when he asked her a hypothetical — say two people kept getting annoyed over silly things — said, Often, it can be a deeper problem.

How would they know that? said Charles, worrying over his claws.

Usually by asking about it. By talking about it.

They don't though. Maybe that's the problem.

"If you still could, pizza or pasta?" Carlos asks him.

"Pasta," says Charles automatically. It must be the eighth time he has been asked this year.

"Monaco or Italy?"

"Monaco, of course."

"Sunset or sunrise?" Carlos asks him. That's a new one. For this year, anyway.

Charles says, "Neither."

"Neither," repeats Carlos, grinning. "Not even sunset?"

Charles shakes his head.

"Then what is your favorite time of day?"

Smiling, chest caving in on itself, Charles looks out at the docks at the bright blue sky. "Right now."

Charles goes through motions:

Racing, because he loves it. (Supposedly if you go fast enough, you can travel through time.)

Hunting, because he has to feed. (There Earth is not limitless; the hiding places are not endless.)

Reading, because it is good to pass the time. (Mysterious Disappearances of the Nineteenth Century.)

He finds multiple accounts of people disappearing on their Death day or within the few days prior.

Maybe it is far-fetched. April 1st is 182 days before Max's Birthday. 182 is not a significant number on any of the solar, lunar or beluar calendars.

Still. Before, he would stay up, kiss the skin over Max's blue eyes as they dreamt.

Then he would go for walks, think about kissing the skin over Max's blue eyes as they dreamt.

Now he collates excerpts, photocopied library documentation, Wikipedia articles. Soon he'll have enough to write his own dissertation probably. Why The Love Of Your Life Randomly Disappeared: The 143 Possibilities.

[First Class, 4.2kg] Package for:

CHARLES LECLERC 15BD PRINCESSE REYMOND 98000 MONACO

[First Class, 0.01kg] Accompanying letter: Find my son.

Do you think he's just pissy because he hasn't Changed yet? Pierre pondered.

Charles, pacing and unable to find the solace he'd hoped for, shook his head. Max would not be like that.

Have you asked him?

No, was the answer. He hadn't. I do not need to.

Pierre's nose wrinkles. Charles remembers that Fae hate being lied to.

Two days into Summer Break, he flies to Switzerland.

"Charles," says Sebastian when he opens the door. "Nice hat."

"Thank you," smiles Charles, touching the finishing sun hat to his shoulder-to-ankle dungarees. "I wanted to ask you a favor." And, before he has pried off his shoes, reaches into the bag on his back and pulls out the 2021 WDC trophy. The replica, anyway.

Sebastian takes it carefully. "Come on," he says. "This could take a while."

They come up empty.

"Maybe," starts Sebastian, stops. "Go in with it."

Charles steps into the Ponogan immediately. He's beyond questioning things now. If Sebastian asks him to cut off a leg, he will. He sits, curling his legs around the trophy, fingers finding the row of MAX VERSTAPPEN, MAX VERSTAPPEN, MAX VERSTAPPEN.

Sebastian closes his eyes. The runes on his chest glow louder than before. A large beating fills Charles's ears.

It quietens down after a minute.

Sebastian blinks. He looks at Charles; he smells apologetic. "He is not Gone," he says.

Which is better than he had before, so. "Thank you," says Charles.

In Suzuka, Charles meets Victoria Verstappen. Meets again.

"He said he was having dreams," she says after she has ushered them back into Charles's Driver Room. "He just did not want to worry anyone."

"Dreams?" asks Charles. Of course he didn't.

Victoria nods. "Weird ones, every night. He never told me what they were about, but. He mentioned God one time."

"Max does not believe in God," says Charles, because he cannot think of much else.

"I know," says Victoria. "And he was still Human. I think he thought he was going crazy, Charles."

Why didn't he tell me?

Because it's Max. His brick-headed, independent Max who bulldozers through it all in bright spaces. Because it's Charles. Brick-headed, independent Charles who shoves it all down in dark corners. Because Pierre said have you asked and his therapist said have you asked and Charles said why would I.

Max had been worried about not Changing. Just not for any of the reasons Pierre considered.

Max, who had been having dreams.

Max, who had been having Dreams.

Unsurprisingly, Lando does not take kindly to Charles turning up at his hotel room after the race in the middle of the night.

"I need your help," he says. "Please."

Lando stares at him, nose buttoned up at his soggy clothes. He replies, at last, "Come grab a towel first."

Max does not believe in God; neither does Charles. Let this work, he prays as he steps across the doorway. Let this work.

Lando finds him still at the hotel three days later, slightly wet with rain. Yuki's signature takes up the front of his hoodie. "I got a thing," he says. "Woke up with it in my hand."

He shoves a flimsy notebook tear-off into his hands. One edge is tentacled; it came off a ring-binder. Charles unfolds it, "Thank you, thank you—" please, please—

On September 30th 2026, Charles has nothing more than dreams. Almost. Not quite though, not anymore.

Come Home, the note says.

The dining room light is on. He should have more on him than apartment keys and a phone, but that only occurs after he walks through the door. Max looks up from the far seat, a ring of light around his head.

Charles doesn't remember the distance from the entrance to the table being so long.

"I am home," he whispers into Max’s whitened hair. It is soft on his cheek. His nose bumps against the light stapled to Max's skull, his forehead. "You are home." Max clutches at his back.

He pulls away, points to his mouth. Opens it. A hoarse sound comes out. Charles thinks, okay, nods. And then Max points to his face, to the side of his nose-bridge. Charles blinks away his own surprise, leans down and Max's lashes flutter.

"We will figure it out," he promises. "Together."

He kisses the skin over Max's golden eyes.

#yes so This.#oops?#lestappen #f1 rpf #xiao: writes #fic: mv1.cl16 #xiao: asks #sorry anon i have No Idea what you were going for but i can guess it probably Wasn't this...#also not beta read at all sorry for any mistakess

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brainyxbat · 1 month

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UsoVe- Birthday Disaster

Summary: Venus' special surprise for her beloved boyfriend doesn't go as planned. Happy Birthday, Usopp!

A soft, angelic humming floated from the kitchen, alongside a hint of a wafting, chocolatey scent. Tempeste G. Venus, the spellcaster of the Straw Hat Crew, was busy at work in the Thousand Sunny's downstairs kitchen. The calendar read April 1st. A very special day; specifically, her boyfriend Usopp's birthday! And she had a surprise planned for him; one that involved the risk of sneaking into the kitchen, without the crew's chef, Sanji, knowing about it. But it was a risk she was willing to take.

He was too busy celebrating with the others anyway to notice her. She was surprised he didn't have anything already; then again, he always prioritized the girls over the boys anyway. Even her, despite the fact that she was in a relationship with one of said boys.

"Done!" She beamed after pouring the chocolate cake mix into the cupcake liners in the pan. "Now for the moment of truth!" Once the oven was ready, she slid the pan inside, and eagerly shut the door. "And now, I wait."

"Hey, Venus-san~!" Brook called out. "The birthday boy's looking for you~!"

"Coming!" She called back, and glanced at the oven on her way to the stairs. 'I should only be a few minutes,' She thought, as she emerged out on the deck. An excuse could come later.

She spotted the man of the hour, smoothed out her skirt, and ran straight over, her gogo boots padding through the soft grass. He looked so handsome in his grey puffy pants, and black, red, green, and yellow tank top. His bee-striped cap was adorable under his goggles. "Heeey~!" She practically sang out, as her adorably messy, wrapped ponytail flew behind her.

Usopp turned, and brightened up at seeing his girlfriend joining them. "Hey, V! I was getting worried!"

She quickly pulled him into a firm hug of ecstasy. "Happy birthday!" She giggled.

"Thanks!" He held her close, and kissed the top of her head. "What held you up? Is everything okay?"

"Um... I couldn't decide what to wear," She replied with her pre-planned excuse.

"Ah. Well, you look perfect in everything."

"Thanks," She blushed, as he tucked her short, loose hair strands behind her ears. "So uh, what're we doing right now?"

As she joined in the festivities with the crew, things began to happen.

Bad things. Her "few minutes" turned into a few hours.

And had it not been for Chopper's keen nose, as they were sitting around chatting, she would have never known. "Hey, you guys smell something?" He asked around, and they all began sniffing the air.

"Hm?" Venus perked up with them. "Yeah, it's..." It smelled like something... burning. Her eye widened. Wait, burning?! The cupcakes! "Oh my God!" She scrambled to her feet, tore herself out of her boyfriend's arms, and made a hasty beeline, not noticing the others reacting.

"Venus?" Usopp ran after her with concern, his worry only increasing with her frantically muttering "No!" a hundred miles a minute. "Is everything okay?" She almost flew down into the kitchen, obliviously slamming the door shut behind her; before he could try following her down, he lunged back to avoid getting smacked in his long nose. "Venus?!"

Robin turned to Sanji, as the sniper disappeared after the young witch. "Did you start on something?"

"No I haven't, Robin-chwan. Not yet, anyway; it's a little too early for lunch."

"Whoa, it's smoking!" Luffy's eyes widened at the smoke billowing out of the open door, and the crew gathered outside, after Zoro whipped it away with a few slashes of his swords.

In the kitchen, Venus threw the oven open, coughing at the thick smoke, and thrusted the pan out of the heat. Panting heavily, she slammed it down on the table, and investigated her attempted creations. They were burnt to a crisp; hard as rocks, stuck in the now indistinctive liners, and far beyond edible. Tears welled up, and spilled out of her eye, turning into full-on sobs, as she dropped to her knees on the floor, and buried her face in her hands. Her plan had fallen into shambles; because she got distracted, her special surprise was completely ruined.

"Venus?" Shit! He knows! She heard him gasp, and quickly kneel down in front of her. "Venus! Oh my God, are you hurt?! Did you burn yourself?!"

"N-no," She choked out, "I..."

"What's that smell, V?" Usopp looked to the table, and saw the pan. "What are these?" After prodding at one of the burnt mounds, he looked down at his sobbing girlfriend in curiosity, and concern. "Venus? What were you doing in here?" He knelt down again, and held her shoulders. "What are those?"

"I..." She tried to respond, but her sobs overpowered her words, "I-I-I was... I-"

"Come here, V, come here." Usopp hugged her firmly, and rubbed her back. "Just calm down, and tell me what happened, okay? I got you, baby." As she cried in his shoulder, he gently shushed in her ear, and soothingly stroked her hair.

After almost a minute, Venus was calm enough to clearly explain. "Well," She sniffled, and wiped her eye. Thank goodness she had no makeup on. "I... I wanted to d-do something special f-for your birthday, so I, I wanted to bake some ch-chocolate cupcakes. I thought I would only b-be a few minutes, but... I lost track of the time, and it had b-been a few hours." More tears fell, and Usopp wiped them away, listening intently, as her cries started to worsen again. "I, I had something great planned, and I wrecked it!"

"Sweetie, it's-"

"I'M SUCH AN IDIOT!!!" She almost screamed.

"Venus, stop, please!" A heartbroken Usopp held her hands down from her face, as she sobbed harshly. If there was one thing he hated, it was his girlfriend putting herself down. "You're not an idiot, darling. Please don't talk about yourself like that. I-"

"Usopp!" Sanji raged, now fast-stomping down the stairs with Nami trying to hold him back. "What did you do?! How dare you make Venus-chwan cry!"

"Sanji, I didn't-"

"It was me!" Venus shouted through her tears. "He didn't do anything; it was me!"

Franky squeezed himself in. "What happened, little sis?"

"I, I was trying to make cupcakes for Usopp's b-birthday, and... th-they got burned, b-because I accidentally left them for hours!"

"What?! You used the kitchen by yourself?!" Nami exclaimed in shock. "Sanji-kun, did you know about this?"

"No."

The navigator turned back to the young witch, towering over her, and put her hands on her hips. "What were you thinking?!" She scolded, oblivious to Venus sobbing her heart out all over again. "Why would you use the kitchen alone, when you clearly weren't ready?! Now the kitchen's gonna smell like burnt chocolate for-!"

"NAMI, STOP!!!" Usopp screamed furiously, holding his girlfriend tightly. "JUST STOP IT!!!" His outburst turned the room completely silent, aside from Venus' heart-wrenching sobs, before he took a deep breath. "She gets it! It went wrong! She doesn't need you, or anyone yelling at her for it! Just back off, and leave her alone already!"

"Why don't we all wait outside?" Robin suggested, as Sanji escorted Nami to the stairs. "Let them talk alone." They all filed outside, with Robin helping Franky out in particular.

Usopp sighed, and cupped her head as she cried. "Don't let Nami get to you, baby. It's alright."

"B-but I-"

"Sweetheart, just the fact that you worked this hard to do something special for me..." His hand moved to her damp cheek. "I appreciate it so much. I appreciate you, always." She sniffled, though to his relief, she was more calm. "You're the best girlfriend anyone can ask for. It's okay to mess up; we all do it. But V..." He stayed as gentle as he could to avoid more sobs. "You should've asked Sanji to help you, if you wanted to do this. It could've been much worse; you could've hurt yourself."

"I know," She almost whispered, "I just wanted to do something myself."

"I understand, but there's nothing wrong with getting help. We're all a team, no matter what. If you want to try this again, ask Sanji for help; I know he'll be happy to do it. Maybe a little too happy." He smiled when she giggled at his last statement. That was what he hoped for. "There's that smile."

She blushed when he swept her long bangs back and kissed her cheek, where her old scar marked her skin. "I won't get swept up," She added on to his joke, making him chuckle. "But yeah, I'll ask Sanji for help."

"Good." He leaned in for a short kiss, his hand rested over her soft hair. "I look forward to it; take your time with it, V."

"Will do," She promised, and stood up with him, "Let's go back outside."

"Okay." Hand-in-hand, they exited the pungent kitchen, and emerged to the deck, where the others waited.

Venus noticed that Nami had a guilty look on her face, and shyly approached her. "Sorry I snapped at you."

"It's okay," She assured with a smile, then turned to the chef. "Hey, Sanji? I was, uh... hoping to try that again. Will you help me, please?"

"Of course, Venus-chwan~!" He practically glided over. "It would be my pleasure!" Usopp rolled his eyes with a smirk; he trusted him to not steal his girlfriend, but he still went a little overboard.

"Thanks." She turned to Usopp, pivoted on her toes, and they shared another kiss. "We'll just be 20 minutes, half hour tops."

"Okay, V. Like I said, take your time with it."

"Yep," She nodded.

"And thanks again; you really are the best." He kissed her forehead over her bangs.

She blushed bashfully, as her gaze fell to her shoes. "O-only the best for you." She looked back up when he stroked her cheek for a moment, wiping the last of her tears away, before joining the rest of the crew. "Just you wait, Soppi; it'll be the best treat ever!" She giggled, and eagerly bounded back to the kitchen. "Come on, Sanji!"

"Yes, Venus-chwan~!"

Usopp laughed, as the chef floated after her. "She really is the best. Now, where were we?"

"So what do we do about the smell?" Venus asked, waving her hand by her nose after catching the scent again.

"No worries; we'll keep the door open today, so it airs out. Would you like to make a cake this time around?"

"That'd be great," She replied, "The cupcake liners are totaled now."

"That's alright," He beamed, "Sit down, I'll clean off the spoon and mixing bowl."

"Oh, I'll clean one of-"

"Nonsense, Venus-chwan~! A lady shouldn't have to clean up! Here, look for my recipe while I clean them. I'll make our lunches while you frost later."

"Okay," She giggled, then sat at the table, and flipped through his cookbook, as he started scrubbing. She gingerly nudged the cupcake pan away out of embarrassment; she decided it'd be best to not cry anymore, or this redo would take even longer.

A little over a half hour later, they were waiting for the chef, and the witch to come out. "I hope everything's okay," Usopp remarked worriedly, "You guys don't think she's upset again, do you?"

"I doubt it," Zoro replied, "If she was, that idiot would be flipping out more than her. That can be spotted a mile away."

"True."

A few minutes later, he perked up at some footsteps leaving the kitchen. "Hey, birthday boy~!" Venus called out cheerfully. "It's done!"

He rushed over, and smiled brightly; as the crew readied the picnic blanket, she proudly held a flawless, sweet-smelling chocolate cake topped with chocolate frosting, and "Happy Birthday Usopp!" was written on the center in yellow icing. The writing was a bit sloppy, but he loved it that way a lot more than if it was like typewritten work. "Venus, it's perfect! Thank you!" After Sanji took the pan for her, carrying it and their lunches simultaneously, he pulled her into a firm hug. "I absolutely love it!"

"I'm glad you like it!" She happily returned the gesture. "I couldn't have done it without Sanji!"

"Always happy to help a sweet, lovely lady like you, Venus-chwan~."

"Chill out, Perv Cook," Zoro snarked.

"Huh?!"

"Don't start anything!" Nami ordered.

"Yes, Nami-swan~!"

Venus took the cake back, so the crew brought out plates, drinks, and silverware. "Sorry the first thing didn't work out."

"It's okay, baby. This looks amazing; you both did great."

"Thanks," She blushed, as he kissed her temple.

After a few minutes, everyone sat around the cake, as Sanji used his lighter on the two number candles. "There we go, birthday boy."

"Thanks!" Usopp leaned in, everyone watching in participation; when he blew them out, they all cheered enthusiastically, Venus hugging him from the side and kissing his cheek. "Let's eat!" Once the candles were out, Zoro cut the cake into perfectly even pieces. Before Sanji could prioritize the girls over the birthday boy, Venus quickly took over, and handed her boyfriend the first piece. "Thanks, V." She took a plate next, and while the rest were handed out, she snuggled up to him. She smiled wider when he moaned in delight. "Venus, it's so amazing."

"I'm glad," She giggled, and started on her own, "Sanji took care of getting it in the oven, but I did everything else myself."

"I'm very proud of you." He nuzzled his temple on hers, as Sanji argued with Zoro over whose piece was bigger. "You did great."

"Thanks, babe." She sipped her cola, and had another bite, "I think it turned out really good. Though the writing-"

"No nitpicking," He playfully scolded, "It's perfect. Also, I like the little bit of crunch inside there."

"Oh, it's chocolate chips. That was my idea; Sanji said he hadn't tried that before, but was willing to give it a go."

"You're a genius, V."

"Thanks," She blushed again. Feeling mischievous, she smothered frosting on her lips, and planted a large, chocolatey kiss on his cheek. "Mwah~!"

"Hey!" He laughed, with the others joining in. "Venus!"

"You got a little something there!" Luffy pointed to his own cheek with a wide grin.

Usopp's eyes widened when the captain's head was leering towards him, tongue out. "No-no-no-no-no!" He covered the spot, and shoved him away.

"I'll get it!" His girlfriend leaned in next.

"Venus! V! No!" Usopp tipped over on his side from her playful advancement, and held onto her waist. He laughed even harder when she began sucking on his cheek, and licking the frosting off. "Th-that tickles!" His laughter turned into cackles when she tickled his neck, back, and armpits with both hands.

Everyone was besides themselves by now at her silly attack, as she soon let him breathe. "Tickle the birthday boy!" Luffy shouted, and at his command, they all began clamoring.

"NOOOOO!!!"

Later on, Usopp was on night watch, as appointed. Great way to end his birthday... sorta. He yawned, as he fought off his fatigue from the exciting day. He smiled at the memories; Venus actually had another gift for him, in the form of a ram figurine with a face strongly resembling the prow of the Going Merry. He almost cried, but kept it together, as everyone admired it.

He vaguely heard the sound of whispered arguing, but paid no mind. Following it was footsteps; he looked over, and perked up at Venus approaching, now in shorts and a crop top, along with her robe and slippers. Her hair was down, and flowing to her waist. "Hey, you."

"Hey yourself," She flirted, and sat next to him.

"I didn't know you were set to go on night watch tonight."

"I'm not," She shook her head, "I just decided to join you."

"Oh, you don't have to-"

"I want to," She insisted, and snuggled up to him, "I want to keep you company."

"Thanks, sweetheart." He held her close, and kissed her forehead, before nestling his cheek on her scalp.

"So um, did you have a good birthday?"

"Absolutely. It was really great."

"I'm glad. Um, again, I'm sorry about-"

"No apologies, V," He cut her off, "There's nothing to be sorry about. You didn't mean to lose track of time; it happens to all of us. Besides, the cake was amazing."

"Thanks. Sanji was a good help. I didn't let him flirt with me, though."

"Good," He snickered.

She smiled, and kissed his cheek, then snuggled her head in his shoulder. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." He smiled warmly, and brushed her bangs from her face when she yawned largely. "Um, you can sleep if you want."

"No, no. I'm doing night watch with you; gotta stay awake for that."

A few, short minutes later, she was out like a log on his shoulder. Usopp chuckled under his breath, and kept her close. "No need to apologize for this, sweetheart," He whispered, "You being here is enough. Goodnight, darling; I love you." He kissed her hair, and continued his night-watching duties, as she slept peacefully.

Good way to end his birthday.

#venus x usopp #bxb fanfics #one piece #usopp #one piece usopp #one piece oc #tempeste g. venus #HAPPY BIRTHDAY USOPP!!! 🎂🎉🎁#this will be an usove alphabet one shot in the future #i just wanted to share it today separately

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vikkrest · 17 days

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MORE ABOUT GOGI

Just some random things

TW: mention of s/a, prostitution

He was expected to be born in April 1st (Mikel calls him "The pun that took too long to be developed" for that)

The definition of "the middle child", as he's a third kid out of five

Adores both of his sisters, closer to his younger brother than to his older one.

Grew up as a quiet child for all who didn't knew him well. All of his close friends, on the other hand, describe him as a life of the party

Awkward in small talks, extremely talkative when discussing his interests

In general, really cheerful and funny person, often does things just to make others laugh.

"Bully the bullies" is his life slogan. Started a lot of fights in school to defend those who can't do it themselves. Doesn't engage in open fights as an adult, but makes sure the bastard's life is miserable.

Unbelievably stubborn as a person, but obedient as a soldier

Has a bad temper and knows about it, so he just leaves somewhere if he's pissed to blow out the steam. If he can't do that, he completely shuts down and stops speaking completely. He might be hearing, but he doesn't listen to any bs.

Was indolent in his studies, but he's not completely dumb. Often skipped boring, in his opinion, classes, yet got most of the credits later on, he knew his way around teachers

Had been playing basketball in school, that too helped him get his good marks easily (I'm a sportsman and I represent school's basketball team, leave me alone kind of thing)

Wanted to pursue his path in sport, but pa sent him to Russia for studying in college

In college he started working as a delivery guy, then earned(and borrowed) some money to get into driving school. Passed the tests well, but got kicked out of college on the last course because of one exam that he didn't passed. Decided not to try again and moved back to his parents in Georgia

Got into a big fight with his father, once again got sent to Russia, again, to study. Couldn't pay the tuition.

Got scared he'd be drafted, found help in the face of his uncle

As he started his army training in the UK, he kinda liked it.

Haven't met anyone from TF-141, before Price himself reached out to Gogi when Nikolai disappeared from all the radars somewhere in the Middle East

Gogi insisted to come with them, going as far as not letting Price out of his own office before he would allow Gogi to participate in the rescue mission

Almost immediately fucked up as he called out for Nick who was buried under wrecked chopper bits. Group got spotted by hostile forces and showered with bullets, yet all of them made it out alive

At this very mission got his callsign, as Nik scolded him really bad, tugging on Gogi's ear like he was a school boy, while Gogi was wheezing like a piglet, fighting for his life against his furious uncle.

Sucks in talking with girls. He wants to be seen as cool and manly, but as soon as he gets close to the girl he becomes a babbling and blushing mess. More comfortable flirting with boys. With that being said - he's bicurious

TW! Lost his virginity at 16 years old, his uncle from father's side hired a prostitute for him. It wasn't consensual, and Gogi haven't told anyone about it, except Nikolai, his sisters and later, Ghost. He haven't engaged in sexual activity for a long time, so he doesn't know how much this affected him.

Speaking of training, he's doing good, but falling back a bit. Improves when he has a bit of free time.

Fast learner, constantly seeks for new things to try out. Often watches guys from TF-141 training, copies them.

Helps in hangars when Nikolai is there, infodumping on him while Nik does the manual checkups of vehicles

Currently thinking about becoming the mechanic

#cod #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #cod oc #cod gogi “hog” mzechvili

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zozobruh · 10 months

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Tag game to better know you

Iva, my dear, tysm for tagging me @b1uetrees <3

what book are you currently reading?

I finally got around to reading Dune! It's going really sloooow since I have been working and trying to write my thesis at the same time, but so far so good! (The 1st movie def didn't do justice to some things oops)

what’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?

I haven't really been to the cinema this year. Objectively, I would say it was Banshees of Inisherin (which I saw with Iva ofc hehe). In terms of the experience of live screening it def was The Rocky Horror Picture Show! It was so fun, I loved people singing and making comments to the plot, epic

what do you usually wear?

Most days of the year you'll see me in mom jeans and a shirt tucked in them or a sweater over them for colder periods of the year. Recently I bought high-waisted wide-leg black jeans and I AM IN LOVE. For shoes I prefer the vans sneakers and dr. martens boots.

how tall are you

157 cm (5'2)

what’s your star sign? do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?

Taurus. For celebrities ik that I share my bday with Pierce Brosnan, Megan Fox and Thomas Brodie-Sangster lol

do you go by your name or a nickname?

I go by my name (Klara). The only person that actually calls me Zozo is my boyfriend haha

did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?

Def not, but I still think child me would be pretty impressed with what we achieved and would probably think the adult me is cool af haha

are you in a relationship? if not, who is your crush if you have one?

Yes, going strong for almost 4 and a half years. I love my bf and I wouldn't trade what we have for the world. MUST protect <3

what’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at?

Honest answer is that I think I'm average at everything lmao. I guess I'm good at planning, organizing and respecting deadlines. I'm bad at maths and quick thinking haha

dogs or cats?

I always say both, but if I'm put in a spot and have to choose, I'll say cats. I feel like kitties are just closer to my personality and I like their dynamic.

if you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

I have been writing some rather emo poetry since highschool (I'm okay), so earlier in April, I wrote a little poem I liked:

Daffodil The reflection of water on the wall Mercilessly moving The time is taking its toll The tall glass vase on the table Mercilessly staying still The time is writing its fable As it slowly comes to kill A beautiful yellow daffodil

Recently, I got back into writing fanfiction bc of watching KP, here's my fave line from my fic (ofc titled after MCR) The world is ugly, but you're beautiful to me:

Kinn sits up and studies the night in Bangkok. The bright yellow lights of the buildings are reflected in the darkness of the river. The Theerapanakul headquarters are amongst the brightest shining buildings, shaping the skyline of the city. Sometimes the building feels like his home, swarming with memories of his brothers and him playing, of his mother reading them stories and preparing them for bed. Growing up made it feel like a prison in which he exists, simply fulfilling his destiny.

what is something that you’d like to create content for?

Before I got into KP brainrot, I really wanted to write for Beyond Evil, but never got to it. But now, I do have a pretty well-developed idea for a BE fic! Everything is on hold until I finish my thesis tho

A wild part of me also wants to stream The Sims4 let's play hahaah

what’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

My brain got a bit too tired to be obsessed in the purest sense of the word, but I'd say KP (and the actors who play them) still has a pretty strong chokehold on me.

what’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

Honestly nothing. The things I was excited about were great, but the things I wasn't excited about were shit so lmao, as expected

what’s a hidden talent of yours?

Don't think I have one

are you religious?

I'm not, however, I'd still say I'm somewhat spiritual. I grew up catholic, but I realized it's just not for me. Since it's hard for me to believe there's nothing at all, so the closest to what I'd label myself as is agnostic.

what’s something you wish to have at this moment?

a finished thesis, so i have more time to relax and do my hobbies after work, one can dream ah

A no pressure tag for @tr1edandtrueblue if you feel like doing this :3

#tag game #long post sorry oops #zozo rambles

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seconds-not-decades · 2 years

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Step {Back} In Time

Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Fem! OC

Author's Note: Hello and welcome. This is my season two fic (and sequel to Time and Chase). I will be posting daily. *Please note that I am well aware that Elliot Page portrays Viktor, but due to season one being before his transition, that is why his character is still Vanya. I am not deadnaming him and I sincerely hope I don't come across as such. I will transition when I write season three.*

Warnings: cursing and violence.

Previous | Next

Valhalla

~ * ~

On April the 1st, 2019, the Earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic event.

Billions of people were wiped out in a matter of minutes.

Ironically, the seven survivors of the apocalypse were the very family members who brought it on.

~ * ~

Diego, Five, Karina, and Lila watched Sir Reginald's car disappear into the night.

"You know, I'm starting to get the feeling Dad's avoiding us," Five commented rather bitterly.

Lila sighed as she looked around. "Hate to be the boring one, guys, but, uh, it's time we get the hell out of here."

"When you say "we," who exactly are you referring to?" Five questioned in her wake.

"Not a lot of ambiguity in that sentence," Lila looked at him.

"Listen, I don't know who you are or where you came from, but whatever it is, I'd advise you return posthaste," Five snapped.

"She's right, Five. We gotta get outta here," Diego agreed.

"I just saved your life and your precious wife's life, you kinder-shit!" Lila was in disbelief. "If I hadn't stepped in, all that would be left of you is a blazer and some bloody socks and your wife would have been beaten to a bloody pulp with her pretty head split in two!" she was glaring him down.

"And that's the problem," Five bit out, grasping Karina protectively and supportively. "You're too good. You ask too many questions. You know too much."

"And you fight like you know what you're doing," Karina weakly added, coughing some.

"They've got a point," Diego admitted.

Lila scoffed in disbelief. "So I know how to handle myself, and that makes me the bad guy? Come on. Though she may have gotten bested a bit, Karina was holding her own pretty well."

"Leave Rina out of this," Five seethed. "Whoever you are, you're in our way. If I see you again, I will kill you."

Lila watched them walk past her and then once they were in the clear, Five blinked out with Karina back to Elliot's place to get her healed.

~ * ~

Luther was cooking eggs the next morning and the sun was shining. Five, Diego, and Karina looked as rested as could be.

"No, no, no, I don't understand. They keep following me," Diego was pacing.

"Wait, who?" Luther wanted to know.

"Those Dutch sociopaths."

"They're Swedish, you idiot," Five corrected him in exasperation. "Hired guns paid to eradicate us before we do any more damage to this timeline." He waved his cup of coffee around.

"Yeah, but why now? I mean, I'm-" he snapped his fingers aggressively as he continued, "Fine for three months until you two showed up!"

"Yeah, I was here for a year and no one messed with me," Luther added nonchalantly.

"Even if it was my fault-which it isn't- we only have six days before the end of the world, and the closest anyone's gotten to Dad was that driveway at the consulate," Five defended himself.

"Well…" Luther trailed off with a sigh. "That's not exactly true."

Everyone slowly turned to look at him.

"What do you mean?" Five questioned, stalking over to Diego's side.

"I saw him," Luther answered.

Luther recounted his story, starting with after he landed in the alley. He explained that he saw Sir Reginald once and took a bus to his home to see him, but Sir Reginald didn't recognize him and kicked him out. Then he came back to Dallas after that failed mission.

"That's pathetic," Diego commented, sitting across from Luther who was busily eating his eggs.

Luther scoffed, his mouth full. "Yeah, well, at least he didn't shank my ass."

Diego leaned forward. "No, bro, he shanked your heart."

Five and Karina looked at him in confusion and exasperation.

"Mm," Luther shoved another spoonful of eggs into his mouth.

"Is that my bathrobe?" Elliot pointed to him.

"No."

"Look, who cares what he shanked?" Five got everyone back on track. "He knows something about time travel."

Elliot raised his arm. "Um…wait, why don't you just do your thing and, uh, time travel us out?"

"Anyone care to explain?" Five scoffed, getting to his feet.

"First time he tried, he got lost in the apocalypse," Karina began.

"Second time, he ended up without hair on his balls," Diego continued.

"Last time I tried, I scattered my family across three years in Dallas, Texas, possibly triggering a doomsday," Five poured himself another cup of coffee and refilled Karina's cup of tea. "Any more questions, Elliott?"

"Uh, no," Elliot shook his head quickly.

"Sorry, you'll have to excuse him. He's the personification of an angry chihuahua," Karina told him casually, taking the cup of tea from Five.

"You're missing the big picture. Dad is the ringleader of a sinister cabal that's planning to kill the president," Diego told Luther.

"A cabal?" Luther had his mouth full again.

"Ignore him," Five cut in. "Look, the way I see it, we only have one option."

"Oh, yeah? And what's that?" Luther wanted to know.

"It's time to get the Umbrella Academy back together," Five answered.

"Hell, yeah. Family meeting," Diego grinned.

"Okay then, can one of you get Allison, please?" Luther requested.

Diego glanced at him. "You two still a thing?"

Luther motioned with his head.

Diego leaned forward and whispered, "Do we need to talk?"

"No, she's married," Luther replied.

"Whoa. Dude, that's rough," Diego said.

"I can handle it," Luther sarcastically chuckled.

"Rina and I will get her," Five spoke up. "Can you get Vanya without, uh, squeezing her to death?" he eyed him.

"I'll try."

Five nodded and blinked out with Karina.

~ * ~

Five, Karina, Allison, and Klaus entered the building from below.

"Hello?" Allison called out.

"Le petit mort, le petit mort," Klaus repeated himself.

Allison eyed him. "What? You don't speak French."

"It's "the little death"."

They both chatted indistinctly and Allison laughed as Diego, Luther, and Vanya came out from above.

"Oh, wow. Look at this old stuff," Klaus looked around at the TVs and radios. Everyone looked at one another in astonishment. "Oh, wow. I know this is impossible, but…did we all get sexier?" he asked.

Diego, Luther, and Vanya came down.

"Vanya," Allison went over to her with Karina.

Vanya smiled. "I can't believe I have another sister."

"I missed you."

"Thank God someone did," Vanya chuckled softly and they both chuckled before hugging it out. Allison grinned and pulled Karina into the hug.

Klaus grunted while he hugged Diego.

"Oh, you are drunk," Diego pulled back.

"Yeah. No, just a little. Just a few-oh, that's so sweet," Klaus saw Allison, Vanya, and Karina hugging.

He went over and flung his arms around the trio.

"No. Jesus!" Allison grunted and Vanya giggled.

"Hi," Vanya greeted.

"Hey, Vanny," Klaus returned.

"Klaus," Five spoke up as Karina rejoined his side. He softly smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Is Ben here?"

"Oh, uh…no. No, unfortunately, ghosts can't time travel," Klaus lied airily.

"Are you kidding me?" Ben was sitting behind them.

"All right, then. Let's get down to business," Five went upstairs with Karina.

Klaus looked at Vanya. "So, Vanny, what's new?"

"Hey, Diego," Allison peered over at him, but he was going up the stairs. "Can't say hi to nobody?"

"Hi, Allison," he grumbled.

"What was that?" she prodded from her side of the staircase.

"Hi, Allison!" he yelled.

"Thank you!"

Everyone settled down, looking at Five, who was standing.

"All right. First off, I wanna say I'm sorry," he began. "I know I really screwed the pooch on this whole going-back-in-time-and-getting-stuck thing. But the real kick in the pants here is we brought the end of the world back here with us."

"Oh, my God, again?" Klaus complained, causing everyone to stare at him. "All of you knew? Why am I always the last one to find out about the end of the-oh, my God." He gasped dramatically. "My cult is gonna be so pissed. Five! Karina! I told them we had until 2019!"

"We have until Monday," Five sighed.

"We have six days," Karina added solemnly.

"Is it Vanya?" Klaus took a sip of his drink.

"Klaus!" Allison scolded him.

"What? It's usually Vanya."

"Do you have any leads, Five?" Vanya looked at him.

Diego handed him a file.

"Yeah, we have one," Five passed the file to Allison.

"Holy shit, is that Dad?" she asked, shocked.

"Yeah," Five nodded.

Vanya peered over. "That's him?"

"Standing on the grassy knoll," Diego put in.

"Diego and I have been trying to talk to Dad about what exactly this means," Five continued. "So far, we've got nothing."

"Not nothing," Diego disagreed. "He's planning to kill Kennedy."

"Maybe," Five remarked. "But we don't know who or what sets doomsday in motion. Could be Kennedy, could be something entirely independent."

"But if we know something changes the timeline, we have to make it right," Luther spoke up.

"Yeah, but how, if we don't know what's broken?" Allison pointed out.

Diego scoffed. "Come on. Do the math. We know Dad's having shady-ass meetings with some shady-ass people. We know he's on the grassy knoll in three days to kill the president. So I think we all know what we have to do."

"Find Dad," Five said at the same time as Diego said, "Kill Dad."

Everyone shot Diego a look.

"None of us are supposed to be here, right?" Vanya asked. "I mean, what if it's us? Has anyone here done anything to screw up the timeline?"

There was a moment of silence as everyone exchanged a look.

"Diego's been stalking Lee Harvey Oswald," Luther shot.

"And you're working for Jack Ruby!" Diego shot back.

"Allison has been very involved in local politics," Klaus casually stated.

Allison whipped to glare at him. "Okay, you started a cult."

"Thank you!" Ben agreed.

"I'm…I'm just a…a nanny on a farm," Vanya admitted while Klaus growled and hissed at Allison like a cat.

"I don't have anything to do with all of that," Vanya said.

"Well, maybe you do, we just don't know it yet," Karina gently returned.

Diego whistled sharply. "Listen to yourselves. Everything in our new lives is connected to Kennedy. That can't be a coincidence," he began listing off, "Luther works for Ruby, Allison is protesting the government, Dad is on the grassy knoll, Klaus is…doing something weird and pervy but probably related. See, clearly, we were all sent back here for one special reason: saving John Fitzgerald Kennedy."

Here came the overlapping arguments. Five just stared at his family in regret and exasperation. Karina rolled her eyes at the bickering siblings, going over to Five's side. He wordlessly wrapped his arm around her, looking down as he lightly rapped his fingers against her ribcage. She watched the arguments continue as Five thought over the memories of the war he and Karina saw when they first landed here.

"Five? Five, are you there?" Karina's voice echoed and snapped him back to the present.

"This is bigger than all of us!" Diego exclaimed.

"Guys, you all die," Five interrupted the family, his grasp tightening around Karina's waist.

Everyone ceased their fighting and looked at him.

"Rina and I were there. We saw it," he continued solemnly, feeling his voice catch. "And I wanna forget it, but I can't. We saw Russian nukes vaporize the world with all of you in it…in a war that never happened until we brought it here."

"And Hazel gave his life to save us, so you may need to shut up and just listen to him," Karina spoke.

"I don't know if the things we've experienced here are all connected," Five sighed. "I don't know if there's a reason for everything. But Dad will. We need to talk to him before everyone and everything we know is dead."

"Okay, I'm out," Luther immediately shot to his feet with a sigh.

"Did you even hear us, Luther?" Five stared at him.

"Yeah. Yeah, I did. I heard a 58-year-old man who still wants his daddy to come and fix everything," Luther remarked. "Well, you can count me out. It's time we all grew the hell up."

"Luther!" Karina followed Luther out.

"Come back," Diego chased after him.

"Where you going?" Klaus asked.

"Save it, Diego," Luther snipped.

Five blinked out and reappeared in front of Luther. He sighed.

"No one leaves until we figure this out," Five told him.

Luther stared down at him for a second before he grabbed a fistful of Five's shirt and tossed him over the railing. He yelled and blinked out before he fell onto the floor.

"FIVE!" Karina shouted and shoved her way past the two. She whipped around to Luther angrily. "God, you are such an asshole! You try watching your family die twice and see how easy it is to try figuring out to save them and the world with a limited amount of days!"

Before Luther could react, she ran out of the building and rushed into the alleyway where Five was.

"Five, are you okay?" she asked him, checking him over briefly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine, love," he reassured her. "Jeez…when did the monkey learn to fight dirty?" he wrinkled his nose.

Suddenly a rock fell down near them and they looked up to see Lila on the roof, racing off and then appeared on the street.

"Son of a bitch," Five breathed out.

The two exchanged a look, glancing back at the building. Then the two raced off to track Lila down.

~ * ~

The two followed Lila to a seemingly old abandoned building.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Karina whispered to Five.

He sighed. "Well, we'll see how this goes first."

He blinked them inside to where Lila was. She turned around to face them.

"What's your game, crazy lady?" Five shot.

"Who cares? You said if you saw me again, you'd kill me," Lila sarcastically shot back. "I see you brought your back-up. How sweet."

"Oh, I remember," Five sarcastically said.

"Well, come on, big talker. Let's get this done."

"All right."

Five blinked to her other side and she punched him, knocking him to the ground with a grunt. Lila swung to kick Karina, but she ducked beneath her and slid past, watching her run off. Karina helped Five up as they ran after her.

Five blinked them out and in front of Lila before flipping around and kicking her across the face. Lila dodged punches and gave punches, alternating between the two. She kicked Five back and shoved Karina into a crate, taking off again.

The two scrambled to their feet and looked around.

Lila chuckled from behind them. "I'm waiting."

Five blinked them to her but, Lila was nowhere to be found.

She laughed when they whipped around to face her. He blinked to her again but she was gone. She was casually standing behind them again.

"Fed up yet, Five? Karina?" she arrogantly shot.

Five grabbed a nearby pole and blinked to where she was, smashing the pole against an electrical box.

Five turned as Lila kicked him down. Karina punched her and blocked her arm, uppercutting her in the stomach. Lila tried to kick Five, but Karina swung from below and knocked her leg out, making her fall on her back. Lila grunted when she landed and Five immediately stepped on her throat, making her cry out. She grabbed his foot, fighting against him.

"You two are better than I thought," she wheezed out.

"And you are entirely average," Five shot back coldly. He clenched his jaw as Lila softly choked. "You can come out now," he called.

The one and only Handler appeared, her heels clacking menacingly on the floor. "Well done. You two figured it out."

"Well, it wasn't very hard," Karina coolly stated.

"She fights like every one of you Commission drones," Five added.

"Hmm," the Handler mused. "No matter, here we are. Together again. And you brought your darling wife, too, how sweet. I've gotta ask…did you miss me, you little shits?"

Lila coughed, laughing as Five and Karina death glared at The Handler.

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#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #allison hargreeves #ben hargreeves #diego hargreeves #luther hargreeves #tua #viktor hargreeves #aidan gallagher #tua season two #tua s2 #tua fandom #tua five #tua fanfic #number five #lila pitts

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A tough, frustrating and tiring journey...IVF

2019 to 12th April 2024

In year 2019, we decided to embark on a journey of IVF after trying out naturally for 2 years+. We were very hopeful of what IVF is gonna bring us with...

Making a decision to go through IVF wasn't an easy piece. I struggled with emotional barrier more than anything else. Needles and procedures were not the stopping factor for me as i feel i have high tolerance and is more determined to go through what the IVF process takes with me. Emotionally and mentally was tough. I often questioned myself, whether if our sex life was satisfying...is it me that is causing the whole infertility issue (with my very bad menstrual cramps experiences) etc...Managing CH's emotions and mindset back then was tough too. Discussions were not easy. But eventually, we decided to for it and the motivator was this: What is the difference i do it now compared to i do it later? Nothing. So i go for it.

Because i was so busy preparing myself mentally and emotionally (which i deemed as a crucial factor for any situation that needs tough decision), i wasn't giving any expectation or in depth research on what exactly i will be going through. Yes, online information will tell you that you have to go through a infertility test etc...and reflecting to be honest, i underestimated the impact of the whole IVF procedure. As usual, we went for our 1st consultation, took some blood tests etc..and i was told to go for a Hysterosalpingogram - a scan to check for any blocked fallopian tubes. Happily and Naively, i just went alone without my husband. Well...i honestly thought it was a very simple scan which probably wont affect me much. But unfortunately, it wasn't so. I started to get affected when nurses asked me, "your husband didn't come with you?"...looking at the couples waiting for their turns...i am starting to get worry. Still, i am already there and i went for it. The procedure was terrible and unexpected. It is also probably the nature of my body that is causing that amount of pain, uncomfortableness as well as it is VERY invasive. Came out of this from a shock and kinda scolded/blamed CH for not coming with me for practical reasons.

So......there were findings from this scan. 2.5cm polyp, entrometriosis and potentially blocked tubes that came up. All other aspects were fine and within range. We had to get that fixed before we could proceed with anything. and here, comes COVID. It has to be a key hole surgery and i had to be put under anesthesia. Well, come to think of it, it was my first ever surgery under anesthesia and i HAD TO GO IN ALONE because of COVID. Emotionally and mentally was bad. CH was affected with his skin issues and father issues due to COVID. and there i was trying to manage and cool everything down. and so yeah, I broke down eventually, screaming at CH and flaring at each other. CH eventually realized it but it is definitely not helping with his not so thoughtful character when comes to taking care of people....

Mid 2020

I was only feeling the scared and worriedness only when i was lying on the bed when they begin pushing me into the theatre. And woah...waiting time is damn long for any surgery because of the prep that they need to do. Everything was new to me, i am trying to calm myself down and all those emotions...and this is when, i realized physical pain threshold does nothing to me. Emotional and mental threshold is the one that can kill me. But the nurses are nice and professional, they give you the exact comfort needed. While waiting for my turn, i heard a new born baby crying and arriving into the world! I felt so damn comforting and happy that i "watched" his arrival.....and phew the next min, i am on the theatre bed...they gave me the oxygen mask to breathe into 3 counts and i blanked out.

I started to hear noise around me....and blinking my eyes to open...the 1st thought that came to my mind was...the surgery is over? It is exactly how it is shown in the dramas...Woah...it can be damn scary if i am knocked out without knowing what i am in for. Slowly, i regained conscious....there are beeping sounds, nurse discussions around...and i needed to go the toilet! I asked, but this stupid OT nurse, didn't allow me to go....probably they want to push it to the ward nurse by telling me that you will go to the ward soon ya...i was too weak to argue..so i just waited. I can feel the effects of the surgery and anesthesia and slept throughout. Out of the sudden in the middle of the night, my abdomen is in pain so badly that i pressed the call bell immediately. i was rolling all over the bed, screaming out of my lungs....The doc came and the first thing she said is, we need to release your bladder and poke something in you. Woah! she scared the hell out of my life! like What? you need to poke a needle into my pussy?? but the moment it was inserted, i am done. i can feel the urine came out of my body and i am relax and at peace....it is an experience i can never forget in my life. Unexpectedly, recovery takes me 1 month and i was not able to move much after the surgery.

2021

**2021 is a year that i have very vague memories. I believe it was all hit by COVID, which slowed down all the processes and we were still hoping to conceive naturally.

We thought all is good after the surgery, but god knows....my period paused for 4 months and we were thought perhaps, we should still give it a try naturally since there is no issues with other stuffs. But then, i decided to just go for it. Unfortunately, COVID hits the hardest in 2020/2021. There were so many uncertainties and changes to the processes etc...Long long waiting times and queue for the next session.

July 2021

While i was trying my best to stay healthy and sane for COVID times by doing zumba....I had a very bad accident - I dislocated my knee. This is also a life experience that i could never forget. I was so scared and in pain at the moment when it happened, but what worse that i didn't expect is the recovery takes 6 months to 1 year for me to fully recover to perform daily activities like walking. It hits me physically badly and emotionally with CH not being understanding and had to deal with all these ordeals. We cannot proceed with IVF in this kind of state nor also try naturally....So....my IVF process is kinda on hold...>< and unknowingly, all these are slowly creeping into me and getting me into a depressed mode.

Dec 2021 - Feb 2022

Well....i am not sure if it is because i was too busy...i felt a strange fatigue and pain in my right shoulder around Dec 2021. i wasn't focusing on my period dates that consciously like pervious months and "ding!, i got a positive on the test kit in Jan 2022. Alot that happened in a short span of 1 month. From happiness, excitement, worriedness, sadness, disappointment, lost and grieving. It was an emotional roller coaster and eventually, we lost our kid in Feb 2022. The miscarriage experience is one that i won't forget, i was so damn in pain that many said it is like a labour but i pulled it through without any medical aids while going the hospital. I almost at one point felt that i had passed out due to extreme pain. and the process to clear out the "unwanted" stuff is so bad. And is at the moment, i realized how critical, stressful and important to quick and fast for moments like this where life and death matters even for seconds. However, i felt this miscarriage is somehow blessing in disguise to me.

1st IVF procedure in SGH (Oct 2022)

After all these, giving my womb the amount of time to rest, we finally started our 1st IVF in Oct 2022. Again, i went in without naively and it was something that went out of expectation too. Needles and injections were part of it, and i am surprised that i very prepared for it and my threshold level is not low. We managed to push through the 2 weeks of injection and here comes the transfer....before the transfer, it was already made known to us that the embryos are not growing ideally and there are fragmented cells in there. in short, they are not of good quality and growth stage but we can take the chance to transfer into my body. The extraction process was horrible. I was screaming away badly and in pain because of the invasive procedure and under sedation. I was taken aback by my whole reaction and of coz again...i am kinda half knock out and only to realised i back in my bed after the procedure. CH was there to witness how crazy i went and i am sure he is also surprised too. The transfer process also triggered my deep down emotions on the miscarriage as the position and actions were the same as what they did to clear the "Stuff". Honestly, my overall emotional and mental health is bad. Physically, it is definitely affected, but the key is my mind.

So....again unexpected, i was given 2 weeks of HL to be home. Of coz, being a very responsible employee, i had to take up some work. But of all times, things all happened at once when i am away....still....it wasn't pleasant. and ultimately it failed. The doc reviewed our results and they can't determine any factor, but highly likely is genetic related. So....we were saddened by this fact.

Change to NUH.....

Again.....my period paused for 4 months or so....I was so damn pissed by SGH's attitude for not putting patient's care and concern first. They brushed me off when i enquired about this "Gap" and all i got was an "abortion" med to induce the period. I then decided to change as i am not comfortable. and....wait again....

June 2023

So after so much of ups and downs, we did our 2nd IVF at NUH. With that experience we had, this was a much easier load to take. Extraction and transfer is done under anesthesia, which i am more comfortable with. But still, it failed. No embryo grow till it is suitable for transfer.

Dec 2023 - April 2024

I thought changing role and becoming more relax, would help with the IVF. I change my mentality to making sure my body is fit and well enough to take the kid through the 9 months IF it happens, even for 0.01%. I am starting to accept the fact that it is genetic issue. Somehow, i am not too sure if it is too relaxed, my ovaries development was up and down too. It eventually overgrown that i can't do an immediate transfer and had to do a frozen one. Worse still, i only had 1 embryo that can be frozen. I can feel that god is giving me signs and positively about this IVF With the people i met, the insta that i came across, random people sharing with me their experiences....But still......

12th April 2024 - We received the update that the IVF failed this time too. Yes, it is still disappointing....but this is the conclusion for our IVF journey.

It is a very long post, which reflects how long, frustrating and tiring my IVF journey is...there are still many details that i am tired to put in already.......but that is exactly how it is for this whole entire experience. Well, i am not giving up. just that i hope life/god can give me signs/hints and help me to manage my mindset, mentally and emotionally to give love and receive love so that i can have my own child for a complete family and bond.

With that, I will close this chapter of my life and move on to the next journey - Adoption. =)

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proxylynn · 28 days

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Do you think Angel Dust really wants to change or is he just wanna stay away from Val?

[Oh! My chance to go off on sinners and lack of understanding sin, been waiting for this. Give me a quick moment to download my brain.

*insert jeopardy music*

Angel Dust aka Anthony Anthony was born on April 1st alongside his twin sister, Molly, and died in his 30s in 1947 of a drug overdose. Angel comes from an extended mob family, who are all "horrible people", and are mostly also all in Hell. They all appear as spider-based demons due to their "web of crime", with the majority of Angel's immediate family having drug-themed names (though I'm unsure of what drug Arackniss is tied to other than maybe crack). Angel was from New York when he was alive. Angel was of Italian heritage when he was alive. Angel got into sex work pretty early upon arriving in Hell, rejecting his family's mob dealings, something that Vivziepop plans to explore in the show.

Before I get sidetracked I'll answer you vaguely...Maybe. Because humans are complicated things and change is hard for us to do (see all of history for that example). But with his character growth so far, he's showing signs of positive change and that's happening so long as he's away from Val. Val is a drug, a poison, and the longer under Val he is the worse he is gonna get. So is Angel just using this to get away from Val? Yes, but he's getting the help he needs regardless of his intent originally just to have a free room, and now he is there because he WANTS to be there.

Now the hard part, does he want to change...That's iffy. Because he's used to living a certain way and dealing with things in his own way which is countered by change. I can't begin to imagine the life of a drug-toting mob family in New York following the era of prohibition, let alone being gay while doing so in a time where being gay would get you killed (we never learn). But! One thing I do know and understand is action/reasoning behind intent which is the fundamental flaw Heaven has when it comes to sin.

Stealing is a sin. But...Is it a sin to take if you have no other choice and it's to help others than just yourself? Is it still a sin when you have no choice and it's the only option you have? Situational sin is something I hope gets brought up in the show because it would further show the hypocrisy of good and evil. Is the man who killed another worthy of burning in Hell or should he have not shot the guy that broke into his home high off his ass swinging a machete? Context and situations matter. A woman who sells her body for money is a sinner to some yet maybe that's the only way she can support her family and survive, which is fucked up because not only is it sad but Jesus hung out with Mary Magdalene! A prostitute who is now canonized as a saint. How can one be okay but the other not?

Am I ranting? Probably. Am I saying Angel had a situation where context could be argued to help alleviate some of his sins? Maybe...some, not all. I mean, his mother and sister were a part of the "family" but they ended up in Heaven. Maybe their involvement wasn't so much as the men but still that doesn't mean they don't have dirty hands too. Intent matters too and that's where free will blurs that line. You can intend to get high and have a good time...what you didn't intend was for the drugs to be bad and you broke into someone's home in the middle of the night with a machete completely naked which got you shot before you overdosed. (this wild example shows how from Florida I am) But I'll cut myself off before this gets out of hand.

My point is, we as humans are flawed and change is fundamental to anything trying to grow/evolve in this world. The message of the show is that anyone can change their lives for the better, even when at their lowest point, so long as they try. And that's the honest truth. The irony of Hell preaching to be better people is not lost on me.]

#ask op #hazbin hotel #sorry if this was too much #hazbin hotel lore theory/headcanon

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sunnyhoneyshimmermagic · 4 months

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I can say without a doubt that while the strip clearly starts running out of steam around 2015, and to me, March-April 2016 was when it began being bad, there were still enough decent arcs and strips from 2016 to 2020 where I wouldn't call it TOTALLY terrible, more like an on and off period.

2021 to today is where it loses all control. I genuinely struggle to even remember the arcs I liked during this time. It's all so repeated, and what's "new" is almost always something refreshingly bad.

Examples:

That may 1st 2022 sunday where a girl actually likes Nate for once so Kim threatens to tear her arms off and NO ONE CARES.

Nate and Kim checking a haunted house, a 2-3 week arc where the big joke besides ha ha kim is a bitch is it was Chad playing the oboe.

Countless and I mean countless arcs of Nate having an idea but instead of us actually getting to see it fail it's his friends all making the same jokes you've seen 1000000 times, and none of which feel like they are being said by anyone else, all his friends turned into damn Francis.

Too many school arcs, Peirce has got to branch out from there. Even Gina arcs are less fun because you know now that no matter what, Godfrey and Gina will win.

Nate in general has really lost his old winning chances. I think he won some sport arc at one point, that's about it.

The knitting arc, 3 whole weeks for the most predictable result imaginable with nary a twist.

Nate sharing a locker with molly only the locker has none of the fun random stuff of the past and Molly is just Francis.

All the characters do is argue now.

Nate trying to stop eating Cheeze doodles, that totally didn't happen in a similar arc (it wasn't a bad arc but you get my point).

Hey, Chad, instead of being the fun and bright spot you are, how about just making food jokes?

EVERY. SINGLE. GIRL. BEING. SUCH. A. BITCH. Two girls just walk up to Nate randomly and start laughing at him. HE WASN'T EVEN DOING ANYTHING.

The arc where Nate and Francis break up, talked about it before, you know the drill.

Dee Dee is just... An egomanaical bitch. None of her once sweet nature, nor her realness with Nate are there. Now she's just girl Francis most of the time, and when it's time for some drama, she's become a real jerk. Oh, but wait, only Nate can get called out on that, carry on.

Oh, a golf/dog for christmas/Artur/Ailurophobia/school picture/sports/kim arc, gee, I wonder if there will be any variety at all, outside of Gram joining in on the golf once.

To me, the biggest change from the old days is the lack of adventure and story telling. Outside of the pretty decent school budget arc (and I guess the Nigel arc but I think that could have been less mean and more interesting), we just don't do story anymore. There are no totally different arcs you've never seen before (and if their are they're Nate in love with a tiktok star), no adventures, no quests, no big moments, barely any cliffhangers. Now it's just "here's a joke you've seen 100000 times with barely any twist, I bet it's funnier this time!".

And no, I don't care for the excuse "but it's hard to think up jokes after all this time." No it's not. I'm an inexperienced fanfic writer who hasn't even begun film school and has zero credits to his name, and I can come up with tons of original arcs!

In short... Dear lord are these last few years terrible. I literally went through 2023 at one point to get something for the AMV and I was like "wait this happened? wait, this was an arc?"

#big nate

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I Have Errands to Run

But I ain't been fucking with this cold ass weather. And it seems it's been a bit warmer but this is just a tease to trick me outside then freeze my ass off.

I am in a mood today.

Some of it started with hearing information about how rapey American soldiers were in Japan during WWII. Then my watching the Godfather of Harlem didn't help when this man raped this woman just because he could. Her father than retaliated by having him raped in the same manner. I found a little too much satisfaction in that scene. And genuinely felt that if the punishment for MTF rape was MTM rape there would be a whole lot less sexual violence against women. #ISaidWhatISaid

But then there was very patronizing and condescending email from my landlord's assistant, who emailed me to remind me to renew my lease. I had a few choice words with her about how for the twenty-six years I have lived here I had abso-smurfly no problems getting my lease returned in a timely manner, so why would I need reminders at this point. I also let her know that if at any point in the future when I couldn't attend to my own affairs I would appoint someone to carry them out for me and that person wouldn't be her.

Some folks get so far out of pocket, we have repairs this building needs, tenants who use public hallways as storage and steps that nearly need to be repaired, as opposed to being up my ass, y'all need to get those repairs done before the insurance people show up.

She wasn't so quick with the email after that.

I am very good at shutting down an email, and I am not sure if this is a good or bad thing. Sometimes this skill plays in my favor, other times I think I may torch relationships that should have been given a little more grace. This isn't a regret, its a self-reflection.

I am not quick-tempered, but there are pet peeves that I have, and one think I DO NOT LIKE is being told about my business. I am a type-A I am on top of my own business and its very rare that anything with me falls through the cracks. So someone coming up behind me to REMIND me of something I know good and damned well about, can set my blood boiling. Its like bitch I nearly spent 5k on rona-vations of my apartment why would I let my lease that isn't due till April 1st lapse? #BeAboutMyBusiness

That and the fact that I am not sure how much more American history I can learn that will make me any more disappointed in how poorly behaved Americans are when we don't think anyone is watching. I am embarrassed of being born American, I would have preferred to have been born in Wakanda. Some of the most shameful things in world history have been done in this countries name and allegedly for her people, and usually the real intention is greed, or something that is self-serving. But in the same breath we like to hold ourselves as something to inspire-to-be such hypocrisy.

That's enough venting for me. I wasn't even gonna say a damned thing tonight, but this ish was sitting on my spirit.

[Photo by Brown Estate]

#adulting #America #patriotism #rape culture #war crimes #world history #let the punishment fit the crime #weather

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jackandjackiekennedylover · 3 years

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Pregnant pt 6

April 20th, 2018

On the count of 3. You two will pop the balloon ,” Alexander said.

Ok ,” You said.

I have a feeling that the baby is going to be a boy ,” Bill said as he smiled at you.

I don't care. What we are having as long he or she is healthy , “ You said .

“ Both You and Bill said before you two pop the balloon .

Blue confetti came out of the balloon .

Yes. I'm getting a son ,” Bill said with a smile as he kisses you .

You smile at him.

( a hour later )

You were sitting on the couch eating a pickle and dipping it in ketchup when Bill walk into the living room with a baby names book.

What are you eating ,” Bill asked when he sits down by you on the couch.

A pickle and ketchup,” You said before you take another bite .

Ew, “ Bill said .

Your son wants it ,” You said with a smile.

No. His mother wants it ,” Bill said as he gives you a smirk.

Don't judge me,” You said as you give him a smile.

I'm not. A pickle dipped in ketchup is just gross ,” Bill said with a smirk.

You are lucky that I love you so much ,” You said with a smile.

Bill smiles at you.

Why do you have a book for names out ,” You asked ?

Since we know it's a boy. He is going to need name ,” Bill said .

Ok. What do you have in mind ,” You said.

I like Jack,” Bill said.

I do like Jack for his name ,” You said .

Ok. He has name now , “ You said .

What about Lucas and Robert for his middle names since Scarlett has two middle names , “ Bill said with a grin.

Ok. I love it ,” You said with a smile.

His name is going to be. Jack Lucas Robert Skarsgård , “ Bill said with a smile.

I'm excited for him to come already , “ You said with a smile.

Me too honey ,” Bill said as he gives you a smile.

( May 1st 2018)

Today is the premier of Deadpool 2.

Bill! Y/N.

You smile at the paparazzi.

Bill lays his hand on your baby bump and the paparazzi went crazy at that .

You know that this is going to be over every magazine,” You said with a smile.

Ik but let's the world and the crazy fans know that I'm married now , “ Bill said with a smirked .

You smiled up at him.

Can you two please kiss , “ One of the paparazzi asked?

Bill grabs you and pulls you into a kiss .

The paparazzi went crazy at that .

Thank you ,” You said before you grab Bill’s hand and drag him away .

Woah Mrs.Skarsgård ,” Bill said .

I love you but please shave off your mustache ,” You said.

Seriously. You don't like it, Mrs.Skarsgård,” Bill said as he smirked at you.

No. I don't like it and it's feels little knives on my skin when you kiss me ,” You said.

Fine. When we get home and I will shave it off if that makes you happy Mrs.Skarsgård,” Bill said as he smirked down at you.

Great. If you didn't shave it off and you would have been sleeping on the couch until you did shave it off ,” You said with a smirk..

You are lucky that I love you , “ Bill said with a smirk.

Ik, “ You said with a smile.

( Later that night )

Goodnight baby girl ,” You said before you close her door.

You walk back into your and bill’s bedroom .

Bill was already in bed and he had a clean shave .

I see that you had shave your little friend ,” You said as you moved closer to him.

It makes you happy and I love seeing you happy ,” Bill said with a smile.

You look at him before you climb onto his lap.

Can I help you, Mrs.Skarsgård,” Bill asked with a smile.

Yes. I need you so bad , “ You said with a smile .

Bill watches you with a cocky smirk as you moved around on his lap.

Someone is a little excited to see me,” You said with a grin.

You keep moving around on my lap ,” Bill said with a smirk.

I can't help it. Something about you makes me still goes crazy and now we are married. I still go crazy about you and I love that you are mine,” You said with a smile as you moved your hand closer to his little friend.

I love that you are mine too and those are mine too, “ Bill said as he moved his huge hands to your big breast .

Yeah until our son is born,” You said with a grin.

Bill gives you a huge grin before he buried his face into your chest .

Bill ,” You said as you try to hold in a moan .

You run your fingers threw his dark hair .

You glanced down at your husband with a smile .

#bill skarsgard imagine #bill skarsgard x reader #bill skarsgard

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dreamiesdotcom · 3 years

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you've been fooled! | p.js

Summary: There's something about coffee, breathless moments, and watching memories of the many April 1st you've shared that makes it so hard to resist.

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You've always been fine with being alone. Being alone afforded you silence, and that's all that you need to have the illusion of peace of mind. That's why months before entering this school, you considered it your mission to not get too much attention on you — if possible, none at all.

Only that it fails the moment you step in, an angel-faced boy asking you if God sent you to this school to guide him.

'No, my parents are the one who sent me here and it's so that I can get an education, not babysit kids.' You politely said, and now you can't even count how many people keep on praising you for doing that! How rare is it to see someone tell others to leave them alone? You swore that one more person trying to talk to you when you're trying to have a sandwich and you're —

"New kid?" a voice rings from behind you, and you turn your head back a little so you could see who's speaking. He grimaces a bit. "Oh, Y/N from the rival school, huh. I've heard fun things about you."

...perfect. Now, you can forget your mission and die.

Your day instantly glooms, and you turn back to your meal. All your plans of starting fresh has just been washed away, and you take an angry bite off your sandwich before someone completely ruins lunch for you.

"If it's about that video, leave me alone."

Silence.

"Donghyuck! Oh God, I'm so sorry..." suddenly comes another boy, slightly panting as he pats the mean one's shoulder a little too harshly. His eye-smile makes it a little better.

"Hyuck's not trying to be mean, he just speaks like that. 'm so sorry!!!"

You squint at him, skeptical.

"Oh, I meant when you told Jaemin to back off when he tried to flirt with you on the hallways." Ah, that. What a fresh start, huh?

Said Donghyuck scratches his nape, looking sheepish as he takes the seat beside you. "Did I sound like I was picking a fight again?"

You chuckle to yourself. That probably explains the cut on his lips pretty well.

"Yeah, you kinda did. Sorry, bro, but I would've slapped you."

"What a way to spend your first day, then." He rolls his eyes, motions for his friends to move tables, who does with little hesitation, "Welcome to this hell hole! It's not the best, but it's as good as Satan's den could be."

You laugh, but you quickly notice curious stares directed at you. The person in front of you smiles shyly and looks away when you meet gazes, and honestly, you don't know how you went from there to a year later, Park Jisung shamelessly holding out a drink at your direction.

"Just drink it, it's iced chocolate! I made it myself!"

"That's nice, Sung... but I only drink coffee." you warily smile, "I don't like sweet things."

The sly smirk Renjun sends you from the other side of the table only encourages your little act, and it takes you all the self-control you could muster to not crack up then and there. Of course, you know what day it is. Of course, you're not gonna fall for his antics, nor the kicked-puppy expression he wears as he insists, "Liar! You live for sweets!"

But, you must admit that it did make you waver.

"No? I like strongly flavored stuff, Sungie," you point out with a grimace. Just for show, you point to Jaemin's cup beside you. "Like this: Nana's coffee, really bitter and strong. This is what I like."

Chenle holds in his laughter. "Since you made it yourself, why don't you just drink it?"

Jisung's eyes widen, "What? No!"

"Drink, Sungie!" comes in chants, alongside multiple repeated versions of 'Jisung! Jisung!' seems to hit something much like his pride, and he lifts it with an expression not suitable for the situation; he looked way too afraid of the chocolate drink. Everyone's holding in their giggles as they watch Jisung grimace and take a gulp out of the cup, trying to play cool even though he chokes not even moments later. Your smile widens.

The salt must be a nice twist.

What a classic, huh? Donghyuck grins, Cheshire and smug, and then he claps.

"Happy April Fool's day, everyone! Park Jisung has fooled himself!"

###

No way in the world are the only words circulating in your head as you pace around, and it's not at all helping. You heave a big sigh only to hiss at him, "What do you mean 'no pranks this year'?"

He shrugs and flops down his bed, "You know we're running out of ideas since Christmas."

"Oh," you widen your eyes, dropping down next to him with your palms covering your face in disappointment. You peek through your fingers, "This is bad."

The plastic stars you've plastered on his ceiling together with Renjun look sickly green at the moment and everything feels out of place. After all, what is April 1st without pranks? What's gonna happen now? You thrash around the bed. You muffle a scream and just hope that he'd open his mouth and come up with something.

"Hey, what about we go on a date as a prank?"

And as usual, his mouth is better off closed.

"Is this your way of flirting, or is this your way of asking me out?"

Jisung makes a confused sound, "What? It's gonna make them freak out, what do you mean?"

"Are you acting out on your feelings or do you actually think that's a good idea?" you take your hands off your face, sitting up and then shrugging at him, "Lines blurred."

"Err. Could be a prank, I guess..." he follows suit, sitting cross-legged in front of you. He smiles, "Unless... you want it to be a real date?'

"Dude, I don't know. When did you get this confidence? Years ago you were stuttering around me." You huff, not knowing where this conversation is going, but a flush creeps on your cheeks. You look down on your fingers as you mumble out the next words, "But if it is... well, sure. I'll go on a real date with you."

You didn't know what falling in love felt like, but in the middle of his room, something felt way too raw and surreal. What is it that says so much about him? Is it the plastic stars? The globe laying on his desk? The map taped at the side of the room? The way dull blue paints his walls, or the way constellations speckle his eyes? Maybe it's the yellow hoodie he's wearing? You don't know which, but right now, something feels strange — something in the scent of cinnamon and cocoa and shades of yellows and blues just feels unabashedly Jisung, and somehow, you just thought that it must be like this.

It should be legal to feel this good.

"Ha! You're kissing, aren't you— oh..."

You both startle to look at where the door swings open, everyone in your friend group standing behind an accusing Jaemin, each one of them looking at him with the eyes of murder. You crack up a laugh, falling over the bed laughing; alone is slightly less entertaining of a thought when you have friends.

"Aish, Na Jaemin —" Jisung groans, standing up while clapping at the older. "Happy April Fool's, you've fooled yourself."

###

Knees pressed together, head down low, eyes closed, mind empty. Anguished and cold.

"But I've tried my best...." you dejectedly whisper, holding the paper in your hands that said 'Second' in silver delicate swirls. You look up to her with hopeful eyes, "All I need is a chance, mom. You see, Renjun's really good at that subject, he could help me—"

"Those friends again! 'You see', this is why you didn't make it as top of your class!"

"It's... it's one subject, mom. If I try harder, I can —" you scramble to explain, chasing after her as she moves up the stairs. "You're... mom, you're not taking me away, aren't you?"

The despair in your tone doesn't even shake her. "One day. Go have your fun, and then we'll leave. I'll ask your brother to focus on you more."

"Mom, no! We said that if I study well here, I won't have to leave!" you reason out. "I really like it here, and I have important people here, and I'm trying hard. We agreed that I'd get to stay if I don't cause trouble, and mom— mom, no, listen!"

"That's my choice. It's for the betterment of your academics—"

"But what about the betterment of my life? What about my choice, mom?" you hate the way you feel so weak and your voice cracks, but through the blur of fears and your unshed tears, you croak out, "What about me?"

Anguished and cold. So cold, freezing. So loved and all on your own.

"Last time you made a choice, you shamed yourself and this family. You don't deserve your freedom, Y/N." She grimaces. The memory fills your gut with guilt, "And look at you, answering back at your own mother! It's those friends, isn't? They've ruined you more than you've already ruined yourself!"

Quickly enough, the remorse is gone and anger floods you. How dare she?! You look up to her in disbelief, "This is about you ruining my trust, mother. Not them."

"The boy, then." she muses, and it's where you decide that there's no changing her mind. "Love, Y/N, will get you nowhere at the moment."

But it's what kept me alive until now.

You inhale sharply at your thoughts. How does one make forever out of a day?

Maybe you can walk every street, every corner. That date you and Jisung never got to go to, you could do that too because heaven knows how much you wanted that. Maybe you can go take them anywhere, somewhere, and waste away. Maybe you could fall asleep staring at the stars, sharing your dreams, and maybe, just maybe, time wouldn't matter. Better yet, maybe you can change your mother's mind.

Maybe if you just try again, this time much fiercer although you've always been the fiercest, it might be possi—it's impossible. You realize it's impossible as you look out the car windows, watching the city change landscapes in blurs.

Maybe it's really just a different kind of heartbreak to be doing all that you could and still not get the results you wanted. More than it proved that now is not your time again, it also made you feel like a failure. Like you're lacking, insufficient. Never enough.

But you really, really thought you could stay. You hoped.

"Happy April Fool's..." you whispered to no one but yourself, meeting your mother's gaze as she smiles at you through the rearview mirror. You lean your head to the glass, eyes closed and mumbling under your breath, smiling on your own, "I've fooled myself."

And just like that, you were alone again.

###

"Good Morning, may I take your order?"

You press your lips in a thin line as you hear the muffled voice, phone in between your shoulders and ear as you search for your pouch somewhere around your bag. Hurriedly, you muster up your words, "Oh, yes, good Morning too! Just one Iced Americano, please—"

That voice... who?

Looking up, your heartbeat halts, and you try not to look so stunned, something you miserably failed. At least, that's what you read in his amused expression. You stay in silence as you wait for him to finish up your drink, carefully pushing your card towards him as you take your drink from his hold.

"I... I see you're still helping Yongie, huh?" you smile softly, hesitant. "Thank you, Jisung."

Flashbacks, sweet smiles, children at play every day of the year no matter how old — free. When was the last time you've missed such freedom?

He returns the favor, that saccharine expression, and you drag yourself out of the place before you decide to do something stupid. Why is it so easy to see the past years when you're watching it flash by through his eyes?

Standing outside the Cafe wistfully, you look at your cup, tracing over his messy handwriting of your name, basking on the nostalgia of seeing the same hastily written letters that somewhere in time occupied most of your cards, notebooks, and journals. A fond chuckle leaves your lips as you read the post-it note attached.

Happy April Fool's day!

I thought I'd give you hell once you come back for leaving, but well, Park Jisung's fooled himself, huh? My number's still the same. Let's talk sometime soon.

I missed you.

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Books of 2021 - April

I have to say I had a lovely reading month - even if there is a part of my brain screaming 'you could have read more'... (I'm working on this) As always, here are my unplanned, gushy, and not proofread thoughts!

Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo (Six of Crows #1)

I still have mixed opinions about this book - it was a reread and I definitely enjoyed it more this time around. However, I still don't love it as much as I thought I would... I can't connect to the characters and I don't know why?! Okay, I do adore Nina. But the rest of the Crows aren't doing it for me, possibly because of the disconnect between their ages and how they act... I don't know though.

It's a decent YA novel, and it is technically a huge step up from Grisha, but I prefer Grisha trilogy for both plot and characters. Maybe I should just give up on heist stories for good? I just found the whole plot a little bit too convenient and lacking stakes - and this is coming off the back of Grisha! I will be returning to Crooked Kingdom at some point though. Hopefully I'll be more on board then!

Lady Windermere's Fan - Oscar Wilde

This was the only 'bad' book of the month, tragically. I adore Wilde, especially his plays but this one didn't do it for me... I disliked the silliness of the resolution, I HATE the way Lord Windermere treats Lady Windermere (if he called her "child" one more time Inwas ready to riot), and I thought it was badly paced. The writing was stunning, as usual, but I didn't find it funny. This could be a case of it ageing poorly or that I haven't seen a production of this one, so I'm willing to.give it the benefit of the doubt for now.

Small Gods - Terry Pratchett (Discworld #? Honestly I've lost track)

I ADORED Small Gods! I thought I would, given that it's Pratchett's take on religion, but it astounded me. So the plot isn't particularly strong, but that's not the point. The point of this book was to explore the relationship between gods and their believers, organised religion and true faith, religious belief vs practice, and how religion can be manipulated and abused. It was Pratchett's exploration on religion, especially monotheistic religion (aka Christianity in this case), and it was handled so well. It was a nuanced and sensitive discussion, which showed both the positives and negatives of religion. Stunning!

Also, I do have to give a shout out to Brutha, our main protagonist, I didn't love him to start with but by the end he was up there with Moist, Vimes, and Granny Weatherwax as a favourite Discworld character! I loved his subtle strength, convictions, and how he changed while remaining fundamentally himself. Also the final scene was perfection. Would highly recommend to everyone, even if you don't read fantasy!

What Matters in Jane Austen? - John Mullan

So, the fact I actually finished this book speaks volumes. I rarely read non-fiction cover to cover, especially this quickly. I just read what interests me and then move on. But I loved this book, probably because I was also rereading Emma.

It was so well written (literally laughed in places?!), very well researched, and covered a broad selection of topics you wouldn't necessarily think of when reading Austen yourself. I particularly enjoyed the chapters on the weather, blunders, and reading. However, I enjoyed the vast majority, expect the chapter on games which was a little bit dull for me. Would highly recommend if you like Austen or the regency.

Emma - Jane Austen

Okay, technically I finished this today (1st May) but I've been rereading Emma for ALL of April so I'm counting it! I also feel like I should say more about this, so I'll probably do a separate lengthy review at some point, especially as I annotated the hell out of this book, there isn't a single page without my scribbling all over it!

But safe to say I ADORE Emma, book and character. It's my favourite Austen! I will fight you on this book being both technically the best and most enjoyable of her novels. The writing and narrative voice alone is perfection, nevermind the character exploration and romance (before anyone mentions the age gap, I know! I don't care!)

Emma Woodhouse is the best realised of Austen's heroines, her character is both real and realistic. All her flaws are on display and she has to deal with them. They can't just be brushed under the rug in the name of a happy romance (*cough* Elizabeth Bennet *cough*) and she has to change for herself before she can be happy and get married. I know Emma, I understand her flaws and strengths, and I know she's not perfect. But, like Mr Knightley, I love her in spite of, and because of, her flaws. I am also a bit too much like Emma to be flattering, but let'snot go down that path for now...!

Anyway, read Emma, and then watch the 2020 film!

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