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enhastolemyheart · 15 days

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SATURDAY BLESSING | s.jy

pairing. boyfriend!jake x reader

genre. est. relationship, fluff

synopsis. being in a long distance relationship is hard. But, all works out in the end knowing your boyfriend Jake will come right back to you.

warning(s). kissing, jake and yn being cute, none really lmao, not proofread

word count. 0.8k

networks. @.hyfenet @k-films @kflixnet

note. hey!! it'd been a while lmao i forgot how to do this format thing 😭😭😭 but nonetheless, i had this sweet idea and hope you guys enjoy!!

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As you take your regular Saturday stroll through your favorite park nearby your complex, enjoying the fresh air and the calming ambiance. Birds are chirping, the are children running around, people's dogs are chasing squirrels and frisbees, there are the daily fitness people chasing their 10k steps and of course, you cannot miss the lovely elderly couples on their romantic walks.

Growing up in this area for the last thirteen years, this park has been a second home to you. You knew almost everyone here. You watched this park at its highest and lowest. You loved coming here, anytime and any day. One thing that has only enhanced your love for this place is the amount of time you spent here with your boyfriend of 2 years, Jake sim.

You both spend everyday together, but that has come to a temporary end when you both had to long distance. Jake to move to another state to take care of his sick grandmother. He stayed there longer then he'd expected but you knew and had faith that the relationship between you both would only get stronger once you reunite.

As you turn around the corner of the trail, you stop dead in your tracks tracks when a handsome man steps in front of you. Your handsome man. It's your boyfriend Jake, who you hadn't seen in eight months. Your eyes widen and your feet are stuck in place, your breath hitches and tightens. You can feel tears welling in your eyes at the sight of him.

He is so handsome, his hair has grown alot, looking like a mini mullet which looks so good on him. His eyes are just as bright as you seen him last and that adoring smile not wavering for a second. He opens his arms to you, lips in a smirk, "did you miss me, baby?"

His voice. I think my heart just skipped a beat.

That angelic voice was the final recall that he was here, he was finally here in your sight. You run up to him and he wraps his strong arms around your frame, melting in his embrace and basking in his scent. he release a sigh, almost as a sign of content and relief.

He pulls away, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, lips in a soft smile, "I miss you so much, honey, you have no idea"

"i missed you too Jake, so much,"

And that was it, until he pulls you in for a much needed kiss, his lips in a smile causes yours to smile as well. He holds you very close to him in a gentle but firm grip, not wanting to let go. And you don't want him to, hands on the back of his neck, playing with the grown hair there.

He pulls away, looking into your eyes with full of love, "I love you yn."

you smile ad you kiss his cheek, "And I love you."

As the afternoon turns into evening and the sun slowly sets, You and Jake sit down at one of your favorite spots in the park. You are against a tree, your back warmed up with his chest, arms enveloped around you like a blanket, watching the leaves rustle in the breeze and listening to the birds chirping.

We spend an hour or two just talking, catching up on everything that's happened in the past few months. He tells me that his grandmother is doing much better now and that they hired a woman to take care when his parents cannot. I tell him about my internship at work, it was for the journaling field of a reputed magazine company. We laugh, we tease, and we just enjoy each other's company.

He kisses your temple every so often, and realization dawns upon you that you missed this. You missed this feeling of doing nothing but everything at the same time. You missed his warm hold and his silly, cute laugh, you missed him.

Jake places a kiss on the top of your head before asking you to turn to him, a smile playing on his lips.

"Remember when we first met?" he asks, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia.

You nod, a smile forming on your own lips and you lean the side your face on his shoulder.

"Of course I do," You reply, giggling slightly. "Who could forget meeting the boy of their dreams in a park on a Saturday afternoon?"

Jake laughs, and you share a look of shared understanding. Your time apart may have been long, but our bond feels stronger than ever.

"I love you baby, till death do us apart." Jake says with sincerity.

you smile only widens till your cheeks are hurting, you placed a gently, shaking hand on his cheek and your foreheads meet.

"I love you Jake, till death do us apart."

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81folklore · 9 months

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happiness - CL16

pairing: charles leclerc x ex!reader (fc: sabrina carpenter + pintrest) part 2

summary: releasing a song about your ex might finally stop the rumors surrounding your breakup (or: you release happiness about your ex charles leclerc)

authors note: this is my first ever post (and social media au) so please bear with me as im still figuring this all out!!) i dont use proper grammer and may mispell things!! the song ‘happiness’ by taylor is one of my faves so i had to use it, i am interpreting the song in a very specific way to fit the story! i do not own ‘happiness’ nor any song mentioned in this fic. it ended up longer than expected im so sorry😅

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its times like these wish i had a time machine,, i will miss you guys SO MUCH!! buuuut we are going international for the first time and i cannot wait to share my music with all you beautiful people🌟

see you soon paris & link for tickets in bio💌

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user5 cannot wait to see you in paris!!

user7 this tour has been one of the best things to ever happen to me, cant wait to scream nonsense at you once again🫶

user10 genuinely cant stand her after what she put charles through

user9 what are you talking about? their breakup was mutual

user10 seems like she doesnt care which means it clearly hasnt affected her

henrymoodie so excited to be opening for you in europe!

yourusername youre in for a treat tour mate🫣

user2 sigh i miss her and landos interactions

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definitely not the result we were hoping for but thank you for making my home race as special as always, onto the next one!

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user10 you tried your best which is all we ask

user3 i missed yn this week, home race didnt feel the same😔

user1 i thought it felt different, he seemed very distracted this weekend

user13 at least you finished the race (im coping badly)

user4 we love you charles keep pushing❤️🤍FORZA FERRARI

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how am i supposed to leave you now that you’re already over..

paris you were so so lovely what did i do to deserve you guys :’) next stop brussels💌

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user89 talented, brilliant, incredible, show stopping, spectacular, wonderful, amazing!!

user52 forever missing you💌

user71 ok but yn why were you teasing a new song at the show…

yourusername shhhh

landonorris super proud of you

yourusername thank youuu landooo

user2 my prayers have been answered woooo

user46 i feel like i missed something, are lando and yn friends?

user5 yeah! lando was how yn met charles and theyve been friends for a few years now

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yn on a new song she plans to release soon tonight at brussels ‘ive been writing a song for a while that really just helps explain the way ive been feeling these past few months, it was very therapeutic to write and ive really enjoyed the process!’ and when asked what the song was about she said ‘its about someone who will always mean alot to me, they know who they are and thats enough for me!’

she seemed very happy to be able to talk about it so expect more updates about that soon! next stop cologne, grab your tickets from the link in our bio💌

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user5 i cannot wait for new music

user16 what if she performs it on tour huh? what then? WHAT THEN??

user15 it’s definitely about charles, she had that same smile she wore when talking about him previously☹️

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i cant make it go away by making you a villain, i guess its the price i paid for seven years in heaven…

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user5 these have to be song lyrics right??

user7 sounds like it might be about charles🤨

user10 not more music about charles, at least he gets free promo from them..

arthur_leclerc we miss you

yourusername i miss you guys too!! come to a show soon?

#charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc social media au #f1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #f1 insta au #lando norris x reader #x reader #social media au #formula 1 social media au #formula 1 insta au #charles leclerc #ex!yn!charles

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liveontelevision · 3 months

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The Truth | Slow-burn Lucifer x Reader

Ok, i'm high, and it's late, so im posting this here without an ending just to let some people see this. Im wondering if anyone would be interested in a multi part series with this premise? It'll have its romance and fluff and smut, but i feel like theres alot to disect from this.

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Heaven has been, and will continue to be, difficult with this redemption project. It took years for them to set up any sort of communication system with Charlie to even tell her when Sinners were redeemed. And even then, the best they could offer was a large counter hanging across the marquee outside the hotel. It simply said Redeemed Souls scribbled across the top and essientally would *ding!* every time a soul would ascend. There was no warning. Residents would simply disappear; all their belongings were left behind, and it happened while asleep or when demons died. Instead of resurrecting like all wayward sinners do, they would simply.. not. It would get gruesome at times, seeing a demon die and simply not get back up.

Still, the numbers grew. After the hotel was proven to work, sinners were essientally packing the rooms. And when more demons were redeemed, Charlie would take notes on their progess and apply it to future excersises. It was finally a thriving business! Charlie did it.

You had heard of the hotel's success a few months after the counter was installed and would occasionally walk by to see the number go up. It felt like you were trying to convince yourself to just go in, but something, maybe doubt, would always stop you. Your life was similar to an average sinner (drugs, sex, alcohol), but even those who have done worse were going to Heaven.

What was stopping you?

For once, the streets actually looked barren. Of course, it still had enough flow for regular business. Not everyone was buying into the redemption thing, but it definitely couldn't compare to the bustling streets you were used to. This made you uneasy. Friends and local business owners, you became aquintances with disappeared suddenly. It was deathly quiet. Discomfort aside, how could you possibly be upset about sinners becoming sparce?

You gave in. Almost all your hellbound friends were gone. If they could do it, so could you. Maybe that was another reason sinners attended the hotel; sheer loneliness.

You packed up the little belongings you had and approached the hotel after avoiding it for the past few months. The number was in the thousands at this point. Why did that make you so uneasy? Pushing those feelings aside, you entered the hotel and were met with dozens of friendly faces. The lobby had become a giant bustling hub with a bar, and there were some classroom type areas down a hall, you assumed for activities. Lively jazz music was playing softly throughout the area, echoeing against the ivory walls adorning red banners. It seemed like some kind of conference was being held here, but this was just how the hotel looked at its peak.

You were quickly ushered to a front desk, an imp checking you in and handing you a folder filled with paperwork and pamphlets.

After being shown to your room on one of the higher floors, assuming the rooms below were all filled, you were met with the sweet aroma of freshly baked apples. It seemed to come directly from your room, but peeking inside, you noticed there was no sign of even a personal kitchen. Before you could even ask, the imp who led you to your room ran through their scripted introduction.

"Your room number is 5 and is located on the 67th floor if you missed it. If you get lost, just make sure you head as far as you can go down the corridor to the left. It's closer to Lucifer's office than Alastor's studio, so keep that in mind as well. The room was personalized to your liking the moment you checked in, so all you need to do is unpack your belongings."

The imp droaned on, clearly exhuasted from saying these directions to every sinner that comes through.

"Any questions -"

"Well, I-"

"Can be answered in the lobby."

Your quizzative appearance drooped to an irrated one. You barely processed anything they said as you stepped into the room, feeling such a nostalgic warmth. The apple scent from before had dulled to a more comfortable level, and the room was filled to the brim with an aesethic that you would dream of having when you were alive. Suns and moons decorated the walls through hanging pieces, tapestries, and beaded artwork. The lights were always dimmed, and your bed was plush with an absurd amount of decorative pillows. Your desk doubled as a vanity with adjustable lights just in case, and your bathroom was large. Already stocked with your favorite soaps, oils, and washes, you suddenly had the urge to take a bath. You decided against it, just taking in the heavenly room. Maybe that was a part of the whole process, pure comfort.

You had so many questions about the redemption process. After plopping down at your smooth wood desk, you began to look through the thick pile of paperwork that you'd been holding this whole time. Inside, it held your room key, 67th Floor, Room #5. You pocketed that in the meantime, flipping through a pamphlet provided. "Wayward sinners, welcome! Explore the history of Hell and the redemption process! Keep in touch with demonic friends as you ascend! Be Better!" The bright text made your eyes squint, quickly scanning it before setting that aside. It's something you've seen on the streets before, nothing new. You finally look at some of the paperwork. There were rules, like no weapons or drugs, avoiding flings, etc. Then there were policies.. your room was searched on occasion with consent. If you were found to be a frequent drug user, you had a daily limit for drinks at the bar. Those made you cringe. It's a bit controlling, but for a greater cause, I guess.

Then, you reached the bolded text Redemption.

It had almost no details about what Heaven was actually like, but there were rules. Lots of rules. These papers were almost glowing, and it looked like they were written in golden ink. These must have been provided by Heaven. They warned that "the divine light will choose you when it finds you worthy" and "you won't need any belongings in Heaven" and a specific section that made you shiver.

"Heaven is a place for winners. Once you've joined the angels, all memories from Hell will become void. Memories from Hell could bring distraught and discomfort to previously residing angels."

Who would want this? What have you gotten yourself into?

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There were mandatory meetings you would begrudgingly go to. There were other demons in a similar state and others who were running to attend every activity possible. They must not have read the paperwork, too frantic to be saved. Or were they okay with it? You shake your head, honestly trying to forget those readings any chance you get. A lot of the New Resident meetings were basically warnings that this is a place of rehabilitation. You'll be put through scenarios similar to A.A. or interventions. You'll have control over your privacy, but "we at the hotel are determined to get you to heaven!" So, they'll occasionally do random check ins and such.

After one of your beginner trust exercises, you roamed the halls, peaking in occasionally to see what others were doing. There were activities like yoga, crafts, therapy sessions, it was.. great..

You'd see the founders around. They were speakers at larger conferences, Charlie, Vaggie, and Alastor were far too busy to attend every exercise with this number of residents. There were optional lecture areas, one of them being The History of Hazbin Hotel. After attending from pure curiousity and boredom, you got a good understanding of who all the founders were and their role in the system. There was a nice section on the first 2 souls accepted to heaven. Sir Pentious, previously a murderous death machine inventor and operator, and Angel Dust, previously a drug addicted, porn star.

They wrote it to make them seem worse than they were when they first arrived, probably to make redemption seem more achievable. It made you cringe. You listened on, hearing about Charlie's uprising and her childhood. And her father.

You read the same storybook that Charlie would use to ease her nerves in the past. Lucifer, who was banished to hell, forced to see the wicked and evil outcome of free will. Lucifer, who lost the will the dream. Why would this man want to send his people to such a horrid place? Thinking back on it, you did notice that he wasn't really involved in any activities or was even seen around the hotel. Even Charlie, you'd cross on rare occasions in the halls. She had truly become a beautiful and powerful demon, you'd think, reminiscing on the choatic news broadcast she was on that you watched years ago.

You developed a sort of dissonance for Lucifer. Sure, he was the most powerful being in Hell and physically rebuilt this hotel and its success, but he didn't make sense. It seemed like he hated heaven. How could he not? He was banished from his home by his own brothers, just for loving and dreaming. And he wants to send people right to their door? It just baffled you. Very slowly, it became an obsession. What was his deal? You learned about his life through meetings and lectures, pamphlets, and even material from the infinite library they provided. Your desk was quick to become a mess of books and notepads you'd use. You rarely left your room, making sure to avoid any activities that involved "making friends." That sounded so stupid to you. You'll make friends with demons, then assend just to forget them? You couldn't have been the only demon questioning this whole situation, so why were sinners even here? You spiraled. This whole operation was beginning to make your head spin.

•••

Time went on, and while your mental state was improving, it still didn't break your hyperfixation on where this hotel could've gone wrong. It used to be small and friendly, some sinners would stay, some would give up, and some ascended without them even knowing. But now, it was a bonified operation. Something had to happen in the meantime to change its course so drastically. And you wanted to find out.

On average, sinners were in the hotel anywhere from 6 months to 2 years. A year has passed since you arrived, and while you kicked any addictioms you had, you weren't one to participate in many activities. This obsession drove you mad, clouding any thoughts of redemption you might've had. You had even been appointed a therapist for one on one sessions, which you would go to begrudgingly. You'd spin tails about your life and make it seem like a nostalgic bliss that you wanted to return to, buttering it up for this stranger in front of you. That gave them enough of a distraction to keep them from questioning your research. After this painfully long year, seeing hundreds come and go, you realized you had to go to the top. It seemed like the King of Hell may be the only one who might understand you. In a desperate attempt to get any comfort in your overthinking, you'd talk to other sinners about your thoughts, but they rarely gave you the time of day, like you were a babbling maniac. Because you were a babbling maniac.

But Lucifer? He has to understand. There has to be a reason he's not openly participating in the hotel. But he's here, right down your hall even. It was never as easy as walking up to his office and just questioning him, no matter how often you tried. It was either locked, or you could hear voices from inside. When the door was open, the office was spotless, and no one was inside. This was around meal times, breakfast most often and late into the night. Sometimes, you go inside to snoop and hope that maybe he'd walk in on you and you'd be forced into a conversation before he'd eventually kicked you out. That never happened.

It was a late night for you. There was a gala going on in the lobby, celebrating the 10th reunion of the hotel's renovation or something like that. Of course you didn't go, you were too busy hunched over the paperwork sprawled across your bed. It was a compilation of policies from the papers you got on your first day, random notebook pages and scribbles, and some photos collected from a variety of magazines. You'd essentially given up trying to look presentable. Your hair always tied sloppily out of your face and mainly wearing oversized sweatshirts and shorts that would disappear under the flow of your sweaters. You paced across your room. Every time you stopped to look at your work, you'd become riled up and continued to walk in circles.

"None of it makes sense! What the actual Fuck is wrong with Hell??" You spoke out loud, stopping in your tracks to look at your weakened state in the mirror on your vanity. Suddenly, tears began to run down your cheeks before you could even feel yourself choke up.

"What's wrong with me..?"

You looked back down to your bed and let out a growl, swiping all the papers off your bed in a frenzy. Random papers floated around you, frustration collecting in your body as a headache. You rubbed your temples with a sigh before taking a walk outside the room. You went to a vending machine that was provided on each floor, that had essientally anything you could want as a midnight snack. Along with some other necessities, you used some cash to get painkillers and a bag of gummy candy. Sauntering back to your room, you noticed a trail of your research peaking out your open door. You must've left it open in a hurry. You followed those papers that definitely weren't there before, to see a figure standing in front of your bed, some of the papers in hand. Your stomach dropped, just the sight of someone seeing your vulnerability made you flush.

"H-Hey! I left my door open, but that doesn't mean you can.. just -" your voice trailed off, catching red glowing eyes in your dimly lit room. It was fucking Lucifer. He blinked, his demon red eyes returning to a soft yellow. You had no idea how to react to this sudden encounter, scanning anything in the room to change the subject.

"Your Highness! Right, uh.. Good evening.. sir..? Erm.. How can I help you..?" You attempted to talk to him like you hadnt been secretly wanting this for months. After you managed to finally make eye contact with him, you noticed it; he was crying. Both of you squint at the sudden brightness hitting you, as you turn on your overhead light.

Thick, wet tears fell from his incredibly tired eyes. He looked like a mess. He wore what would've been an incredibly formal and modern tuxedo get up, but was soiled by his stature. His blazer had fallen off his shoulders, revealing a half tucked, wrinkled, black dress shirt that clashed with his porcelain skin. His shirt was unbottoned a good deal, and the tie loosely dangled undone. His face was worse. His eyes were incredibly heavy, those tears still trailing from his eyes to the bottom of his chin. The golden locks that looked so quaffed on magazine covers were a mess as well, strands falling loosely across his eye line. You noticed a soft pink across his entire face and a slight sway to his stance. Once you approached him a little closer, the smell of alcohol immediately hit you. This angel was plastered.

You look at the papers in his hand. One held a very aggressively scribbled picture of his face from a magazine, and the other held an antonized page from the handbook you received on day one. Just from those papers alone, you could understand your motivations. The redemption policy was scrutinized and scribbled over with phrases, "What does this have to do with redemption?" "What happens to your memories?" "Who's really running things?"

On the picture of Lucifer, a large red phrase across the front;

"How could he let this happen?"

You wince, immediately recognizing what information he's taken in.

"You're right.. Fuck, you're right. How did i let things get this far? What would Charlie think if she- Damn it!" He was muttering under his breath, not understanding his intentions.

"I'm sorry, it's such a mess in here, i wasnt expecting guests." You stop yourself, using defensive sarcasm probably wasnt the best move here. "Uh.. you can- um.. here.. " you fumble around your things and finally clear off your desk chair, beckoning the king to sit. He stumbles, his bottom hitting the seat with a thud as it begins to roll back from the force. You let out a nervous chuckle, beginning to neatly pile up the papers on your bed until you had a place to sit, facing him from the edge of your bed." I'm.. sorry, that you saw all this.. it's just crazy.. shit.. I'll get rid of it." You apologized like a kid who got caught stealing. Lucifer slowly blinked his eyes before wiping his tears with the cuff of his shirt, sniffling quietly.

You quickly reached past him to take a nearby tissue box and plop it in his lap. You sat silently, his ragging breath and sniffles filling the quietness of the room. He collected himself enough to process what you had said. "Oh! No, nono need to. Not any of my business what you do in.. your own.. room.." he looked around and cleared his throat before realizing the irony in his words. "I apologize, i shouldnt be in a random sinners room at this hour. I'll be on my way." He spoke as clearly as he could, being drunk and sobbing only moments ago. He stumbled to stand as he attempts to dust off his already askewed suit. He turns his back to you, beginning to leave.

"No! Shit- I - excuse me.. Mr.. Lucifer.. Sir..." You quickly stand and reach your arm out in his direction. He turns on his heels, acting as regal as he could, considering the situation. "This.. mess... this is.. all I've been thinking about since i came here... this hotel..? Is a fucking prison! How can heaven be so stubborn that they have to bring their rules and policies down to Hell? I dont understand how you could -" Your voice became increasingly aggressive as you realize you were about to scold him for your theories. You begin to shrink into yourself, believing this powerful being would kill you on the spot for such disobedience.

Lucifer was looking at you, dumbfound, at the intense passion you were imitting from your words. He realized how much you were cowering in his presence, and the feeling was extra reminiscent of his time in heaven. People above him, glaring upon his dreams with disgust and him not having anything to say. He shook his head and placed a hand on your shoulder. He did his best to send a smile your way, but he wasn't sure how that worked out in his state. "You're right. This hotel has become a god damn nightmare. I wish i could say more, but it's been a looong night." He drawls out his words before using the hand on your shoulder to keep his balance. You took his arm and hesitantly wrapped it around your shoulder, attempting to brace him up as you walk towards his office. It wasnt that far, just right down the hall, it shouldnt be an issue as long as no one sees you." Mmy name is Lucifer- oh, oh! This here, this is my room." He eargly pokes his finger at his obviously labeled door. "Okay Lucifer, think you'll be okay from here?" You try to talk with confidence, while you process that the king of hell is using you to stay on his feet. He nods and opens the door, stepping in with a sigh of relief. He spins around on his feet to face you from the doorframe.

"Be here tomorrow. At lunch. I'll tell you everything." His voice was stern and clear, and you couldn't tell if that was from the alcohol or not. He sways away and grins his toothy grin, saying, "Good night!" He shuts the door before you have a chance to respond. Could that have been drunken babbling? If it wasn't.. what does he know?

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jinuaei · 6 days

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Would it be fucked up to write about Chronic Wasting Disease(on deers) but make it Yandere! Alastor. Highkey inspired by Lovesick! Wally Darling.

TW: It's YANDERE and maybe horror like?

The more the disease develops the more boney and ill-looking Alastor gets. Wasting away in his room as he tries to find a cure for this disease, unwilling to show his face to the hotel members with how messed up he looks right now, drooling and skinnier than he has ever been, ears drooping low on his head, he doesn't have enough energy to perk them back up.

Even all through what has been happening to him, the smile on his face never falters, granted, he could never stop even if he wants to. The disease will never let him drop the grin on his face.

Enter you, a trusted member of the Hazbin Hotel, and a good friend to the Radio Demon before his isolation. The princess of hell has been concerned after a month of no contact from Alastor, she has been trying to get him out of his room but all she gets in return are incoherent mumbles and even growling. So, she assigned you to take care of Alastor during that whole month, her being too busy to focus on him.

You've been leaving him food outside his room, he never ate them so you resorted to asking Rosie to bring you demon meat or venison, he ate them but not alot. However when you left the food in it's raw state, as suggested by miss Rosie, he didn't leave any leftovers after that.

For the past month that's the routine that you fell into, wake up, eat breakfast, bring Alastor his food, try to talk to him while he's eating-- you never get any responses, then leave. One time though, you were a bit late in bringing him his food, and as you bent down to leave the meat, the door burst open and you screamed in surprise, dropping the food and crawling backwards against the wall. The hand that snatched the meat was too fast, too boney, and too sharp.

The door didn't close though and through the gap you can see a single red eye peering through it. It looked frantic, pupils dilated, shaky. Why are the pupils shaped like a heart...?

"I...scared you...? I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry--," Alastor's demonic voice mumbles as the door creeps open. You ran away before he could fully open it.

That was a week ago, ever since then you tried to be on time. Today though, things went differently, not only did he grabbed the meat, he also grabbed you. Now you're laying on the ground shivering in fear as the deer demon lays on top of you, nuzzling onto your neck, the drool soaking your shirt.

"You're here...Yes... It doesn't hurt anymore, oh my darling... I was so sick for so long... I was trying to find the cure to heal me... but oh...," he sighs, gripping you tighter, "You were the cure all along! It was so close to me and I didn't even know it! It has always been you...!"

"Every time I thought about you, it hurt less, and every time you were outside my door bringing me food like a good mate. The pain was gone...! But why would you leave every time? Don't you know you have to stay with your mate? Your husband?"

"Hmmm... Maybe if you keep taking care of me, I'll be healthy enough to go outside our room! And we can go on dates! Yes... That would be lovely..." He croons, pulling away from your neck and looking down at you, his heart shaped eyes glowing in the dark.

What the hell happened to Alastor?

#yandere alastor #yandere alastor x reader #yandere x reader #Yandere #yandere hazbin hotel #yandere hazbin hotel x reader

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dancingtotuyo · 2 months

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All Farms…

Javier Peña

Summary: Javier has to decide what to do with the ranch

Warnings/Tags: grief, loss, hurt (no comfort?), ranch/farm used interchangeably here.

Notes: I started this on Christmas after walking my grandparents farm which happens to be the same farm I lived on for the first 7 years of my life. My grandparents are getting older which has sparked a lot of conversation with what will happen to the farm when they're gone. Fast forward to now, I'm currently processing a lot of feelings this Easter weekend. I lost my step dad last year. He was a farmer too. After his cancer diagnosis, all of us kids (there are ALOT of us) came home for Easter. It was the last time I saw him look like himself and the last time we were all together before he died. In my processing, I started working on this piece again. It's one of those things I need to put out into the world for me. I hope for anyone else going through something similar, it brings you comfort or makes you feel not quite so alone.

Peep the cow picture. I took that one myself at Christmas :)

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All farms have a graveyard. One of lost memories and stories. Typically along a ridge or tree line, piled-up equipment that was never sold or broken beyond repair sits in overgrown piles and sunken earth. The old family car. The beat-up sports car or pickup truck each son or sometimes daughter inevitably thought they could fix only to spend hundreds of fruitless hours with one glory ride before it went haywire. Scrap metal torn from barn roofs pile up. Every tire imaginable is half buried in the earth. No farmer dares to clean out the graveyard. The moment you do, you’ll find use or need for the items thrown out.

The Peńa’s graveyard sits between scattered trees at the bottom of the hill. Javier rarely makes his way to that side of the farm. They don’t use that space for cattle since his dad downsized the herd. He pretends there’s no reason for it, but it’s more than just broken down cars and scrap piles to Javier. It’s a ghost town of memories.

There’s his mom’s ‘62 Ford. The one she drove his whole childhood. The vehicle that took them across town, to Sunday services, and hosted their many road trips. It’s where his Mom feels most tangible, her soft voice playing in his head singing to the radio.

His first truck. The one he’d spent months fixing up, he kissed Sally Jones on a Saturday night and done much more with Vanessa Reyes. He’s proposed to Lorraine in that truck, driven past the church in it too.

Chucho’s first American Harvester sits further back. His dad is so proud of that machine… or he was.

The ache grows in Javier’s chest as he stands at the edge of the graveyard. He begged Chucho for years to clean this up. His dad always waved him off, stating that he would get to it someday. Except, Chucho didn’t make it to someday, and now it is Javier’s responsibility.

His fingers twitch, desperate for the feel of a cigarette between them. Nicorette gum sits in his breast pocket instead. He’s working to quit again, picking the worst damn time to do it, but that’s life.

He should probably bring the tractor down to pull everything out. It’s overwhelming with no good place to start. Digging around down there will only dig up the memories. Javier can’t deal with the memories right now, so he leaves the project for another day. He only needs to clean it up if he decides to sell the ranch.

The house is quiet when he walks through the door. Javier is used to the subtle sounds of life- the coffee pot going, the tv running on low, Chucho’s boots on the linoleum, but it never comes. It won’t ever come again.

Javier kicks off his boots, lining them right next to his dad’s. He hasn’t moved them. He’s not sure he will.

He heads for the back of the house toward his room but stops at his Dad’s door. It’s shut tight as he places a hand on the wood. Javier hasn’t gone in there since picking out clothes. It’s a strange thing to pick out clothes for a dead man. How does one pick out what someone will wear for the rest of eternity?

His hand lands on the knob, and it gives way with a squeak. The same squeak that used to echo down the hall, waking Javier up before the sun to let him know it was time for chores. Javier is flooded with the comforting scent of his father. It envelopes him, pulling tears into his eyes immediately. The bed is fixed just as Chucho had left it before he went out and started the chores just as he always did. Except that day, almost a month ago now, Chucho Peña didn’t return to the house.

He collapsed in the field. He was already gone when Javier found him. He died alone and that hurt almost as much as the fact that he was gone.

A thin layer of dust covers the surfaces in the room. He should clean it, but would it lose its smell then? In here, Javier feels surrounded by his father. The closest he can get to him. His room, the one he shared with Javier’s mother, is perfectly preserved.

Javier dares to ease onto the bed and look at the world from Chucho’s perspective every day as he woke up. On the dresser, there’s a photo of his parents when they first started dating, and one from Javier’s high school graduation. On the bedside table, there’s a book with a bookmark halfway through, a picture from his parent’s wedding day, and another of Chucho on the tractor with Javier in his lap. He couldn’t have been older than two at the time. Javier traces it with his finger, wishes he could remember that moment, wishes he could go back in time and relive it all, even the bad days, and treasure it all, ask his dad more questions, called him more often.

Javier lays down on his parents' bed. Chucho’s scent is thicker here with Javier’s head on his pillow. Big, hot tears fall from the corners of his eyes dampening the pillow. He rests his hands over his chest, letting his eyes close. Javier can hear his voice now, his laughter, catches a hint of his mother’s as well. It’s Javier’s job to carry on their legacy.

All farms have a graveyard. One of lost memories and stories. No farmer dares to clean out the graveyard. When a tractor kicks the dust or that farm use pickup can only be stripped for parts, Javier follows in his father’s footsteps. He lays them to rest between scattered trees at the bottom of the hill.

#javier peña #javier peña fanfiction #narcos #javier peña narcos #narcos fanfiction #pedro pascal #ppcu fanfiction #pedro stories #pedrostories

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hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds · 4 months

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Maybe the teen (about 15 ish) daughter of an unsub who spencer is questioning about her unsub dad and there's clearly more that her dad is doing to her that she won't tell him about and maybe she gets a little clingy to spencer?

Spencer Reid x Teen Reader

Request: Maybe the teen (about 15 ish) daughter of an unsub who spencer is questioning about her unsub dad and there's clearly more that her dad is doing to her that she won't tell him about and maybe she gets a little clingy to spencer?

Third person pov...

Y/N walked into the police station, she had been called by thr sheriff to come in, they had some questions for her. They had been calling about her Dad all week.

Which of course made that his reason to beat her, accusing her of rating him out to the police, she promised him she never said anything of course he never listened.

Y/Ns father is the serial killer the police have been looking for, hes been kidnapping and murdering young girls who he finds annoying in some way for the past 6 months, a new one goes missing every week.

Y/N of course has witnessed every kill and kidnapping, the man was ruthless if he wasn't killing and making the girl watch, then he was abusing his daughter.

Still recovering from the beating she got jsut before she left the house the teen pulls at her clothes making sure her neck and wrists are covered.

Limping slightly she tells the receptionist who she is and they tell her the sheriff if waiting for her, giving the officer a smile she walks through the busy bullpen until she get to the sheriffs office.

Knocking on the door she walks in. "Hey there Y/N, glad you could come down" Says Sheriff Briest, he stands up and walks towards the teen, noticing how she steps back automatically.

The sheriff of course noticed, he had been called to the L/N residence alot over the years since Y/Ns Mum died, reports of crying and shouting coming from inside the house.

When questioned Mr L/N would tell them everything was okay and that Y/N was acting up, these lies continued all her life making the young girl seem like a troubled teenager who was rude and never listened to anyone.

Though the sheriff knew something was wrong he saw the signs and so did his officers but knowone was able to do anything about it as Y/N never told anyone not even when she was a kid.

Threat of death proved to be useful, Her Father would remind her what would happen should she tell anyone. "There's some people I want you to answer some questions for okay" Says the Sheriff.

Y/N freezes sightly as they walk into one of the briefing room that was usually unoccupied, but was now being used by a group of people. 'FBI' thought the girl instantly.

"Agent Hotchner, Y/N is here. Y/N these are the Behavioural Analysis Unit. They are here to help us find the killer" explained Sheriff Briest, Y/N doesn't look up at the people.

If she looked anyone in the eye she'd get beat again by her Father. She learnt that the hard way when she looked up at someone who was speaking to her Dad when she was 6. Since then she avoids eye contact.

"Hi" Says the teen looking at the shoes of the agents. "Hello Y/N, I'm Agent Hotchner these are Agents Jareau, Gideon, Morgan , Greenaway and Dr Reid" says polished black shoes.

"Nice to meet you" mutters Y/N, soon she is sitting in an interrogation room with Dr Reid. Nervously tapping her finger on the table she waits for the young Dr to walk in and ask her questions.

Minutes later the man walks in and sits down on the chair infront of her. After a few seconds of silence he speaks. "Hello Y/N, my names Spencer I work with the BAU, I'm going to ask you some questions okay?" He tells the girl.

Y/N nods her head. "Yes sir" she mutters wanting to go home and not be there. "Now can you tell me about your Father" Says the man, Y/N freezes her tapping increasing as she shakes slightly.

Trying desperately to stop shaking she answers the question. "I love my Dad, he doesn't do anything wrong he loves me" she says, her voice robotic as if it had been planted into her head as an automatic answer to that specific question.

Spencer takes notes of her behaviour, eyeing the two way glass he askes another question. "I'm sure he does, now, does your father leave for long periods of time, not telling you where he's going or why?"

Y/N hesitates before shaking her head. "He doesn't, Dad is always as home after work, dad loves me he doesn't do anything wrong" Spencer notes how the last part it connected to the answer from before.

"Okay, Y/N. Does your Dad hurt you?" Spencer knows asking that question would have a strong reaction but he didn’t expect the girl to slam her hand on the table and stand up and start pacing.

"No he doesn't hurt me! Dad loves me he doesn't hurt me" she yells almost crying, tears in her eyes but not falling yet, Spencer gasps at the raw emotion in the 15 year old eyes.

Desperation seeped into her voice, as she stared into the man's eyes, he noticed this was the first time he had seen her eyes. Suddenly the girl gasped and slammed her back into the wall.

Gripping her head she bring smacking her back against the wall. "Nonononono can't do that against the rules can't do that" she mumbles falling into hysterics, Spencer is soon joined by Derek and Elle.

The two had ran in when Y/N started repeating to herself. The three stand in shock not knowing what to do to help, Spencer is quick to notice the bruises on her neck and wrists. "Morgan" he whispers, the man nods his head he's seen the bruises on the girl.

Pulling out his phone, him and Elle leave Spencer alone with Y/N, the girl is still smacking her back on tjr wall as if she was punishing herself, the man slowly inches towards the grill.

"Y/N, Y/N its me Spencer remember" he whispers to the girl, holding out his hands non threateningly he speaks to the teenager desperate to calm her dow from her panic attack.

"Nonono broke the rules" muttered the girl. "Y/N you haven't broken any rules, your Father can't get you here okay, your safe your safe with me" he tells the girl, slowly Y/N pulls her hands awa from her hair and stopping smacking her back against the wall.

Smiling at the teen Spencer stays back. "I'm safe here" she whispers horsely, Spencer nods his head. "Yes that's right your safe here, I won't let anyone hurt you" he says.

Y/N slowly begins to inch closer to the man eagerly seeking comfort, soon the girl was throwing herself at him, Spencer hugs her tightly whispering that she was okay and he wouldn't hurt her.

An hour later the Team and swat had arrested Y/Ns Father for the abuse she suffered and 15 accounts of murder.

Over the next few days adter they had caught the killer, Y/N had grown close to Spencer, she wouldn't let him out of her sight scared her father would come and hurt her, Spencer stayed with the teen while she recovered in hospital from the abuse she suffered from her father.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot sorry for the wait, as usual sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1277

#criminal minds #fanfic #behavioural analysis unit #x child reader #fluff and comfort #oneshot #x teen!reader #abusive dad #child abuse #lots of angst #spencer reid x child!reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x teen!reader #Spencer Reid x victim teen reader #eventual fluff #lots of comfort

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lazycats-stuff · 8 months

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Hello! Hope you're having a good day/night

I was wondering if I could request Jason x male reader he's been going out with Jason and has been keeping alot of secrets from his past. But he's very loving and protective of Jason!

Reader is covered in scars that he doesn't elaborate on how he got them. He has strange quirks like wearing gloves (never touching silver), tries hiding his nervousness around muzzles and cages and petrified of small confined spaces.

Reader's a werewolf and has been for many years, being a werewolf means you're life will never find peace forever, that you'll be hunted down like a monster till eventually a hunter arrives that does kill you.

Maybe at a gala something happens and reader gets poisoned resulting in him almost dying. Like maybe he took Jason's drink smelling something off about it and his protective instincts kick in, I can also imagine reader and titis being close friends, and trys to warn them that something wrong?

Sure thing! Already on it! Oh I feel good this morning.

Summary: (Y/N) is a werewolf. Jason finds out the hard way.

Warnings: (Y/N) is claustrophobic, doesn't like silver, poisoning, Jason loves (Y/N), but wants to know more about his past, cursing, implications of smut, Titus is a good boy.

Jason sighed quietly into the dark night. It was cold and he wanted nothing more than to go to his boyfriend back home. He knew that (Y/N) was waiting for him back home, reading one of the books they had at their apartment.

Jason smiled at the thought of (Y/N). He is the most loving boyfriend there is in the entire universe. They met a bookstore and Jason thought that he was cute. The two chatted for a few minutes before Jason asked him out.

(Y/N) was a bit hesitant to accept and Jason suggested that they exchange their numbers and to let him know if he wants to. No pressure, Jason said at the time.

(Y/N) got back to Jason a day later, accepting the date. Jason was over the moon when he accepted and the two met in a small diner that was near the bookstore.

The evening was filled with laughter, easy, flowy conversation and they have talked for hours on end. After the diner closed, Jason suggested to go back to his place.

Neither one of them wanted to stop talking and (Y/N) had absolutely on objections to it. The two talked in Jason's apartment for hours, well into the night and Jason suggested that he sleeps over here. It's not safe to go out in Gotham during the night.

(Y/N) accepted that and Jason slept on the couch that night. He didn't want to make (Y/N) uncomfortable. He felt something with him, something he didn't feel with his exes.

They have been dating for 2 years now and (Y/N) has moved into Jason's apartment a few months ago. Jason liked it. There was now a more personal touch to the apartment and it wasn't silent anymore. It felt nice going back to someone who made sure he was okay and well.

It's not like his family didn't do that, but there was something about having a partner that takes care of you. It felt nice.

As much as he loved (Y/N), he was suspicious of certain things. Jason didn't tell (Y/N) immediately how he is Red Hood, that came later, but he did tell (Y/N) about his life before and after being adopted, but (Y/N) didn't want to talk about anything relating to his past.

He noticed that he was covered in scars and Jason wasn't a stranger for his body being covered in some scars, but Jason thought that (Y/N) was tortured for months on end. (Y/N) got insecure at the time, thinking that Jason didn't like him anymore.

Jason couldn't care less about the appearance, but he still cared about how he got them. That evening, he kissed every single inch of those scars, showing (Y/N) how much he loved him. (Y/N) tried not to cry, but silent tears were slowly falling down his face.

It made Jason protective of (Y/N) when they are in public. But if there was someone who was protective more than himself then there was (Y/N). Always vigilant, arm around Jason's shoulder, putting himself to the side of danger. Normally to the side of the road where cars drove, in restaurants he would sit somewhere where he could see the doors...

All the little stuff.

His family adored (Y/N). Bruce liked him a lot, seeing that he loved Jason a lot. At first, noticing the glove wearing all the time, he was a bit weary of (Y/N), but he saw how he looked at Jason. So much love and adoration in his eyes.

Dick absolutely liked (Y/N) and the two became good friends in matter of minutes. He listened to him and he didn't mind some scars and he didn't mind him not telling them much about himself. Jason knew how to take care of himself.

Tim was a bit suspicious as to why (Y/N) wouldn't really tell them anything about himself, but the past could be traumatic or just pure shit. He investigated him and couldn't find any type of criminal activity or anything else illegal.

Now Damian was the toughest one to crack. He didn't like how secretive he is about his past. Despite never really getting along with Jason while he lived in the manor, Jason is still his brother. They are all ride or die for each other and Damian would never allow anybody to hurt Jason.

Absolutely nobody.

But after some time has passed, Damian liked (Y/N) too. He saw the way he treated Jason, how much he loved him and how he looked at him like he was the greatest thing in the world for him. The most precious treasure for him.

And he became great with Titus. (Y/N) seemed to read the dog very well and Titus actually listened to (Y/N). You see the way a guy is by the way he treats animals.

Jason sighed in relief as he entered his apartment, taking his helmet off. He peeled everything off of himself, leaving himself in just his boxers. He walked into their bedroom, smiling at the sight of (Y/N) laying down, book in his hands, reading.

(Y/N) looked up, smiling at the sight of his shirtless boyfriend. " Since when do I get a show like this? " (Y/N) teased and Jason chuckled.

" Anytime you want. I will join you in a few minutes, I have to shower. " Jason said and (Y/N) went back to his book until Jason came back. It didn't do anything to calm his desire for Jason after seeing him in just boxers. He tried not to lose his mind, but how could he not?

Jason is gorgeous and (Y/N) still wondered how he ended up with him. Jason was never shy to compliment him and kiss those same scars that (Y/N) hated. He could never tell Jason how he got them. He could never tell him what he is.

How is going to explain the fact that his past is filled with inhumane torture and violence? How he was hunted? How he lost so many people along the way? How he lost his entire family? How he was muzzled as if he wasn't a human being?

How he was confined into small cages, like some sort of trash? Well, he was trash to the hunters. He put the book down on the nightstand, marking the pages where he left.

He looked at the doorway as Jason entered, with a white towel hanging lowly at his hips. (Y/N) licked his lips at that and Jason smirked.

" Like what you see? " Jason teased as he walked closer. (Y/N) wasted no time grabbing him by the hips and throwing him on the bed, crawling on top of him. He kissed Jason deeply, making Jason wrap his arms around his shoulders to bring him closer.

(Y/N) hands wandered lower to remove the pesky towel that was in the way of touching his Jason. Jason chuckled as (Y/N) threw the towel somewhere in the room.

" Somebody is eager. " Jason said and (Y/N) just kissed him in response, moving down to bite his neck. He always got possessive during sex, always having a need to mark his boyfriend, his Jason. He needed to show to everyone who Jason belonged to.

I mean, it's only fair right?

" I mean, how could I not? Such pale skin, perfect for marking. " (Y/N) murmured into Jason's neck, hips grounding against Jason.

The two were laying next to each other, Jason moving to lay down over (Y/N)'s chest, seeking his warmth. They were breathing deeply, trying to come down from their highs.

" You know, you never fucked me this hard. Not that I'm complaining though. " Jason said, moving even closer. (Y/N) wrapped his arms around him. (Y/N) leaned down to kiss him, but without the urgency.

It was soft, gentle and more intimate.

" I know. "

The two basked in the afterglow for a while longer, enjoying the silence.

" Hey, I have to ask you something. " Jason started and (Y/N) looked down.

" Hmm? "

" Would you like to go the gala with me? It's at the manor and you can say no, I don't mind. " Jason said, looking up to see (Y/N)'s eyes.

" I would love to go with you Jason, but I'm afraid that I don't own a fancy suit for that. " (Y/N) said and Jason chuckled quietly.

" I will take care of the suit, don't worry about that. "

" When is the gala? " (Y/N) asked, eyes closing. He was so tired.

" In a week. Good night (Y/N), love you. " Jason said, seeing how he was tired.

" Night Jay, love you. "(Y/N) mumbled, giving him a soft kiss before drifting off.

" Hey (Y/N), nice to see you! " Dick said, giving (Y/N) a hug. Jason and (Y/N) came to the manor a little bit late because Jason couldn't keep his hands to himself. After seeing (Y/N) in the costume made suit, tailored just for him, how could Jason stay calm and collected?

An impossible feat.

The gala has started and Jason and (Y/N) started mingling. They have talked to many people and (Y/N) was impressed with how the gala is and how it's working.

He has never been to one and it was... Well, the rich are bragging about their stuff, completely ignorant of the normal world. He talked to some politicians, some business people and some other people that he didn't even know the name off.

Other than that, it was a sensory experience. The constant chatter in his ears, different types of smells too. Those were the more interesting then the sounds.

(Y/N) could smell some high end, expensive perfumes from the ladies. There were also some high end colognes from men. Not to mention the food and drinks too.

Some would find it to be a sensory overload, but (Y/N) enjoyed it. Jason was right next to him, making sure that (Y/N) is comfortable. If he saw the slightest sight sign of discomfort.

" And how is it? " Jason asked as he came back from a bar with a drink in his hands.

" Good. Nice... I feel like a rich person. " (Y/N) said, chuckling.

" I'm glad. " Jason said and (Y/N)'s eyes went to the drink. What the hell? The smell coming from it made him frown. What the fuck?

" Hey, do you mind if I try it? " (Y/N) asked, already taking the drink from his hands.

" No. "

(Y/N) tried it and he saw why. Somebody is trying to poison Jason. He coughed and Jason watched him in wonder.

" It tastes like shit. I wouldn't drink it if I were you. " (Y/N) said, walking away. " Where are you going? " Jason asked.

" Bathroom. I will be right back. "

(Y/N) walked off, feeling hot beneath the suit. That was poison. Somebody tried to poison Jason... He pressed himself against the wall, trying to walk to the bathroom. He was out of the big ballroom and nobody could see him.

Titus walked up to him, whining at him. (Y/N) was on the brink of passing out. There were dark spots in his eyes, body flushed hot and just feeling sick to his stomach.

" Find Jason. "

With that, (Y/N) passed out and Titus got to work. He made his way to the ballroom, moving through the groups of people. He made his way to Jason, who was confused. Everyone was confused as to why Titus, the Great Dane is in the ballroom.

" What are you doing here? " Jason asked and Titus took his wrist into his mouth and started dragging him to (Y/N). Jason looked at the dog in confusion.

" What the fuck are you doing Titus? " Jason asked as he was led down the hall. Alfred decided to follow too, just to see what was going to happen. Jason's eyes widened when he saw (Y/N), down on the ground, completely out.

" Oh God! Alfred! " Jason cried out, running towards him. He knelt down, trying to see what was going on with his boyfriend.

" It looks like poisoning. " Alfred said and Jason has paled. What?

" We need to get him to the cave. We will take his blood and see what he was poisoned with. " Alfred said as Jason picked him up and the two ran towards Bruce's office.

Time is off the essence.

(Y/N) opened his eyes with a lot of effort. He saw the familiar sight of the cave. Everything was a blur. How did he end up here? Jason! Is he okay?! He sat up, looking at the IV going through his hand. He listened intently.

Where is Jason?

He watched the curtain move as Jason walked in, smiling widely at the sight of his boyfriend being awake. " Hey... " He said, trying not to cry.

" Are you okay? " (Y/N) asked, worrying about him.

" I'm okay. I should be asking you that you know. You were poisoned by MY drink. I was supposed to be the target. But how did you know?" Jason wondered, sitting down on the edge of the bed taking (Y/N)'s hands in his own.

(Y/N) took a deep breath. This is it. Jason will leave him.

" I wasn't honest with you Jason. " (Y/N) started and Jason just listened. " And I can understand if you leave me. " (Y/N) said, trying not to cry. He took a shuddering breath and started.

He told Jason everything thereat has happened to him. How he was hunted down just for being a werewolf, how he was tortured for pleasure of those hunters. He told him about the time he was muzzled for a long time, as if he was a rabid dog and some sort of a demon. He told him about the cages, how he was poked and outright tortured.

He told Jason about the people he has lost people in his life and how love and people close to you are a danger because they could be used as a weapon against you. He told him about silver too and that's why he wears gloves. Jason watched him in wonder and (Y/N) changed his eyed from (E/C) to red, just to show him he wasn't kidding.

Jason was shaking when (Y/N) finished up the story. (Y/N) wiped the tears from his face.

" I'm going to kill them! I will rip them- How dare they?! " Jason said and (Y/N) was shocked. What?

" If you think I'm leaving you, you are wrong. I love you for you. You can be a vampire for all I care, I still love you. Nothing you say will change my mind. " Jason said, bringing their foreheads together. " And I want the description of those hunters. I'm going after them. "

(Y/N) nodded and wrapped Jason into his arms, being careful of his IVs. After they parted, Jason pushed the covers up.

" Now, I will get you some food and water. Alfred said it's okay too. And if you say yes, I would like to say your story to the others. They are wondering about how you knew too. " Jason said and (Y/N) nodded.

" You can tell them. "

Jason nodded and gave (Y/N) a soft kiss on the lips. " Try to rest a little bit. "

(Y/N) nodded once more and just closed his eyes. Another kiss landed on his lips. " I love you. " Jason said and (Y/N) mumbled out a love you too.

He was asleep once more.

#dc x male reader #dc comics #jason todd x male reader #x male reader #red hood x male reader #fluff

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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.We're Just Buddies.

Summary: Bakugou's girlfriend is making him feel things and he goes to confront her about it. Sucks that they're bad feelings.

Katsuki Bakugou × black!reader

Notes: Damn how do I suck at summary's as well? LMAO I DONT WRITE ALOT PLS HAVE MERCY this has been in my drafts for a while and its pretty short, so why not-- also why do I WRITE him so much he's not even my favorite🤨 (am I lying to myself rn🫠) ALSO REALLY SUPER SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

Warnings: jealousy, insecure Bakugou, suggestive talk and action so JUST TO BE SAFE 18+ MDNI college au(?) Its so quick tho, adult lovers Bakugou is in his 20s and so is reader, hurt/comfort, little drabble of sub!Bakugou because g o d that has me on a chokehold, mention of Kaminari x reader, Bakugou being treated like the princess he is

Reader: black, female, she/her pronouns, use of quirk but it's unamed, same height as Bakugou, bit of a dom!

"Do you like him?"

Bakugou breathes heavily when that question seethes from his mouth. His eyes shielded by his blond hair, not wanting to look his girlfriend in the eyes when she answers the question that has been haunting him for the past month.

"Uhm.." She chuckles. Bakugou dragged her into their bedroom to ask a vague question? "What? Bakugou, what are you talking abo--"

"Do you. Like him." His voice almost cracks, but he wants to keep up his angry facade. No, he needs to. He can't cry in front of her.

She blinks as her face contorts into confusion. "Baby, you're gonna have to be more specific."

Fucking hell. Bakugou grinds his teeth. Does she want to torture him? This is already hard enough, he can't take much more if his heart is already breaking.

"Fuck! Denki! Denki fucking Kaminari! The yellow bitch who you always hang around, the guy who makes you laugh so much, the guy who you're always smiling with!" He yells out. His clenched fists are trembling, just like the rest of his body. Let's dub it as trembling with anger.

Her eyes grow wide. Oh, he's serious about this. "Bakugou--"

He interrupts her again. "Do you like him or not!?"

She sees the desperation and hurt in his bright saffron eyes. His thin eyebrows knitted together, making crevasses in his forehead. A moment of silence passes through the air, making it hard for Bakugou to breathe.

Her face stays neutral, yet her eyes are soft. Soft enough for Bakugou to see the truth. "Not the way you're thinking, no. I don't like him like that."

He doesn't believe it.

She smiles and walks closer to him to rub his arms in comfort. "We're just buddies! I--" He steps back from her, eyes going unfocused.

"Bullshit. I see how he looks at you. Like you made the fucking sun and life itself. And you just-- let it happen! I--"

"Katsuki."

That two-syllable name carried so much power, it made him shut up immediately as her velvety voice sliced through his mind. She never calls him by his first name unless she means business. And she means business.

He looks up at her, now sitting on his bed like a goddess on her throne. She does things effortlessly and gracefully. It makes sense for Denki to fall in love with her. She has him around her finger, just like Bakugou.

She taps beside her, beckoning Bakugou to sit next to her.

"Come."

Bakugou frowns. "Y/n, no." His voice betrays him, making it to be weak and cracked. She says it again, with just the same soft force she uses every time someone doesn't listen to her. "Come here."

He lets out a shaky breath and trudges slowly to her. He plops down next to her, her addictive scent taking over his mind. He always felt safe and small next to his girlfriend. And he feels it now; but he also feels like he's in trouble.

She puts her hand on his naked shoulder, goosebumps already forming from her gentle touch. "Remember what we talked about? About voicing our feelings better?" She says. Bakugou remembers. Instead of killing his vocal cords and exploding everything in anger like he used to do when he was younger, she taught him how to have better communication skills. Not just with her, but with everyone. He's gotten better. But it's just so easy to go back to the old habits.

Bakugou nods.

She hums. "I understand that you're mad. But, please. Talk to me like an adult. Not a kid."

That's right. They're not kids anymore. They're grown now. In college. Owning a shared apartment. Owning a car. Paying bills. Being pro-heroes.

And with a situation like this, it's best to have a sit down and talk about it thoroughly.

Bakugou breathes out. His fingers playing with each other. He's so tense you could throw a boulder at him and it would break. The quiet makes both of them feel on edge, but Bakugou needs to find the right words.

"When we go over to the dorms, and I see you and Kaminari play those stupid ass games," He can feel the anger bubble up again. He won't let it take over, so he clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "And I see you leaning on him, and how..."

It hurts him to say this.

"--Natural, it looks... I get this pit in my stomach that doesn't go away. Even if I leave the room, it's still there. It lingers for a long time. And then I get those thoughts in my head. That I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not caring, or attentive, or funny enough for you to act like that around me. I just... I get so jealous and angry that he--" He sniffs, nose getting runny. He can feel it. The tears welling up in his eyes. "That he might take you away from me. And I don't want that to happen. You- you mean everything to me. I love you so much and I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you--"

A deep kiss stops him from finishing that sentence. He closes his eyes and melts into it, feeling at home.

"Don't you dare say that about yourself. Ever. Do you understand?" She frowns at him, hurt across her face because he said those horrible things about himself. He whimpers a little and nods. Her hands go up to his face and cradle his cheeks.

"Katsuki, baby, you are enough for me. You're honestly way more than I can ever imagine." She chuckles. She searches for his eyes, and when she finds them she smiles. Eye contact means everything to her. It's the doorway to the soul, and words have more meaning when you look into someone's eyes. "You're perfect for me. Your mind, your body, your soul. Everything. And also, Denki is my friend! I've known him since middle school. I've told you this."

Fuck.

His cheeks start to burn. "Oh. Right. I-"

"Forgot? Mhm, I can see that. But I understand where you're coming from. I have been hanging out with him more than I thought. And I forgot about my darling boyfriend." She kisses his forehead and draws him in for a hug. His arms go around her waist immediately as he molds into her. "I'm sorry, baby. Please voice how you feel more." Her voice is laced with care and sincerity. She cares for me. He thinks. He screws his eyes closed and sighs.

She loves me.

"I will. I will, I swear. I just- I missed you. S-so much." He whispers. Who knew a hunk of a man can shrink down to a vulnerable boy.

Bakugou sniffs, tears now falling on his cheeks. "You just do so much with him... I thought I felt you slipping and I panicked--" She shushes him delicately while massaging his scalp. That action always made Bakugou calm down and find serenity. He cries some more into her chest until she pulls away and looks at him.

"Baby I do such little things with him. He's not my focus." She coos. She bumps her forehead on his before whispering these words that made Bakugou's heart soar.

"You are."

Their lips connect in a deep, passionate kiss. All the insecurity splatters away from his mind. She loves me.

She loves me. She loves me. She loves me.

"Answer me this, Katsu. Who do I kiss every waking moment?"

He gulps. "Me."

She hums. Her legs drape over his lap, big hands going to her supple hips quickly.

"Who helps me when I have trouble doing my homework?" She slowly pushes him on the bed, neither of them breaking eye contact.

"Me."

Now laying on the bed, her nimble fingers go under his tank top. The weight of her fingerpads and the slight scratch from her nails feels heavenly.

"Who do I give presents to?" She says lowly, the moonlight hitting her skin perfectly.

Bakugou can't breathe. He can feel himself submitting to her. He's not complaining. "Me..."

She starts to peck his neck with soft kisses, making him groan.

"Who do I cuddle with at night when we sleep?"

He breathes heavily. "M-me."

They both lowly moan against each other. Her lips still kissing his searing skin, and her hands still caressing him. The tank top flew off somewhere, now his tanned skin now on display. Her fingers feel up his waist, his abs and his chest. Bakugou relishes in the feeling of being touched like this.

And being kissed like this.

He stifles a moan when she places a hickey on his collarbone. She sighs and whispers in his ear.

"Who do I pleasure almost everyday?"

He bites his lip and whimpers, tears forming in his eyes again.

"Me...!"

She giggles when his voice goes up an octave as she tweaked his nipples. It always made his brain turn into mush. Her hand cradles his blushing cheek.

"Who's name do I scream out at night?"

His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest. The teasing, plus this? Soul is gone.

His face turns into a shy emotion; eyelashes fluttering. "Mine..."

She smiles widely.

"Exactly. I am yours."

She kisses his lips again, like forming a signature for a contract.

"And who's name do you cry out when you're getting fucked?" She let's out a breath when she feels his hips buck into her. He lets out a broken whine.

"Y-yours."

She kisses him again, but with more force. More tongue. She's signing the contract again, and this is final. He moans in her mouth when she pulls on his hair.

She let's him breathe again, strings of saliva connecting to their lips. She wipes it off with her thumb and smirks.

"And you are mine."

Her eyes sparkle with a neon blue hue, and so does Bakugou's. He feels... different. But it's a good different. Like he can see from her eyes. And feel what she feels. He feels connected to her on such a universal level, he can't explain it.

"We belong to each other, Bakugou. We always will; ever since the first year in UA. That will never change. Understand?"

"Y-yes. I understand."

She smiles as she kisses his cheeks. Her arms go around his neck and pulls him into a hug.

"I love you, my darling baby boy. I always will." She whispers in his ear. Bakugou's cheeks heat up. His lips form into a soft smile.

"I love you too." He mumbles into the crook of her neck.

Such bliss, such peace.

Peace within him, within his mind. Bakugou's so lucky to have some one like her in his life.

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, she speaks up.

"Denki is with Jiro and Shinso anyway. He doesn't like me like that."

Bakugou jolts. "Wait, whAT"

Likes and reblogs are appreciated! .♡

Or something like that idk

#this was fun to write tbh #black reader #x reader #black fem reader #black!reader #bnha x black!reader #bnha x reader #fem!reader #drabble #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou angst #mha kaminari #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x femreader

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monecabhava · 5 months

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THE YEAR OF SATURN : 2024

2024 is the year of 8= Saturn, in this year the main themes are slowness and hard work, when it comes to working with saturn it's always better to focus on the process and the current moment due to how slow results may manifest, it's the year of the people and workers as they're ruled by saturn and with saturn being in Aquarius we will see the people losing patience with many figures, alot of figures will fall and be humiliated in front of the public eye. 2024 is a karmic year so it's time to pay ! any thing from the past that wasn't complete will be in this year, any action you did in the past you will see the fruit of it this year but you need to be patience. Celebrity culture will starts to die greatly because alot will be busy with their own suffering and look to change into figures that represents them rather than high stars, the public demand similar images. With saturn year being 8, closer to the end of the numerical cycle and saturn cycle in the zodiac also coming closer to an end we will witness many endings, losses and separation with Saturn everything eventually dies in time. this year is no better than ketu year (2023), ketu wanted to teach you how to detach so that you are ready to the lack and dryness in saturn nature.

One of the important things we learn through Saturn is sitting boundaries, sometimes Saturn limitations especially with others become a perfect time to reflect on our own personal limits, where we draw the line, so it's also a good time to reflect on your personal boundaries.

Topics like ancestors, elderly and servants, old traditions/skills, old events, matters of time comes to light. General feeling of isolation and loneliness, limitations in relation to social connections and organizations, people starts to go into deep isolation and depression, emotional coldness is everywhere. Increase in the working load and stress levels especially in professional environments. possibility of something happening and causing covid like situation where people are being restricted.

this year alot might suffer from the loss of truth and the righteous path, saturn has it in him to drive the collective away from truth and into darkness, sometimes suffering can cause people to detach from each other and by centered around their pain to a level of losing the concept of society and seeking to relieve oneself in any possible way even if it means to hurt others, saturn energy can be this destructive and brings misery to the collective, we are being tested to keep our own righteous beliefs and conscience alive in a time where darkness is all we see and feel, we're tested to choose peace and move forward with faith in the divine justice instead of destruction. this year we see a great affliction to the collective consciousness, society has to move beyond these ill beliefs and limitations so that we all as a collective can heal and transform into a higher level, spiritual practices are very recommended because there's no better way to deal with suffering than a stable mind. Everything you learnt in Ketu year will help you greatly now because through ketu one achieves freedom from limitations, fears and suffering through detachment, ketu teach us to be free from Saturn cycle of suffering.

new rules or limitations related to technology and AI, crisis related to water bodies, ends of royal and political figures, alot of fear and despair in the public, the test is your faith !

Personal year

How to find your personal year number ?

You simply need to calculate your birth date + month + the year For example you are born in 23rd October your personal number for 2024 :2+3+1+0+2+0+2+4 = 14 = 5 mercury

**** now from my observations i noticed looking into your personal chart also gives insight of the year predictions, so in your chart if the year planet is in a weak situation you might experience some hardships and events connected to the house, planet might manifest itself on the negative side, it's recommended to check the year planet in your chart, if it's a slow planet ( rahu/ketu/saturn/jupiter) i also recommend checking where's the planet transiting through the year because you will feel the planet energy strongly.

Insight for each personal number

1- Sun

The year of beginnings, many new starts will flourish for you but put your eyes on Where's the sun placed in your chart, in sun year you might feel more extroverted and out going, a desire to share yourself and what you have to offer with the world. Possibilities of rise in status, alot of involvement with authority figures and the government. Dealing with the father, spirituality and religions are matters of interest this year, the desire to create and start a project or hobby or anything is good because you have enough energy to do so. Vitality and health are in check, in sun year you feel the sunshine that guides you to invest the energy in areas that you want to grow and develop, in sun year it's good to have a fixed routine to keep the energy going in a certain direction that sustain the starts you will choose. Truth/righteousness/law are important things to live by this year, it's a good time to learn how you can be honest and truthful with yourself and the world, listen to your spirit voice it will guide you on how and where to start the beginnings that will eventually help you in your developing path. Before you start reflect on the last 9 years cycle how did starts and how it ended, let go of all the destructed ways and techniques it's time for you to start fresh and the light is here to guide you, be truthful with yourself first and you will get the answer from the universe because it's always listening. don't be very egoistic because the sun might make you too confident and it will go unnoticed that you in fact are destroying yourself and burning all your starts, sometimes the sun give us a feeling of superiority because it looks like we have enough so making your own limits is not a bad idea either, so keep yourself in check or saturn will teach you this lesson the hard way… yk?

2- Moon

its time for comfort, slow down a little, comfort and nurturing is what you seek. Going inward to reflect and rethink yet it's good to not spend much times in the mental space because the moon nature is sensitive and unstable, change might happen too fast for you to process and your nature tend to be more moody and sensitive your perspective and reactions to things can be seen as exaggeration, grounding activities, meditation, yoga are all recommended because in this year the mind try to take control of things and look from emotional or a stressful angel, just like rahu the moon also can give illusion by giving things a bigger space which cause us to overreact or give the wrong judgment, the moon give us reflection of sun light it's a projection so be careful from projecting or being projected on from others, create a boundaries to separate between what's real and what's just an emotional state, our minds aren't always the friendliest place to be in so give yourself a break here, give yourself the time to absorb and understand life, good time to build a community that nurture and support you with women and mother/figures around you, call the feminine energy comfort and love you will receive it for sure. A good year to heal and connect with your emotions as they are not on how the mind judge them. Important to be involved with others and society, sharing your emotions with the right people will help you alot to manage all the challenges and sensitivity you might feel. As much as you need to be cared for you should do the same for others because in society it all depends on the harmony, possibility of starting a relationship here or even marriage as number 2 is the number of union and harmony.

3- Jupiter

year of bless, Jupiter year has alot to do with happiness and fortune, so it's to no surprise that 2024 will be good for you but because of the nature of the year being ruled by saturn some delays and obstacles might show yet good results are still coming. Interest in religious matters, spirituality and knowledge. Possibility of marriage for women, having children. Dealing or finding a teacher. Learning holy books & scripts, going into a new religious path, you tend to be more optimistic and hopeful about things around you, you dream to go beyond the limitations you had and it might be the right time to do so. jupiter helps you to see the real worth of things and with the year nature it's possible to let go of somethings because you don't see worth in them anymore, you start to search and look for something beyond the usual understanding, you seek purpose and just like the sun, jupiter too seek righteousness and truth in things. you might find it hard to ignore the things you ignore usually because jupiter hate ignorance and seek light. Jupiter will be in Aries and Taurus so you will seek to expand yourself and your saving, looking to gain more wealth or starting to collect things is very possible, you might feel like you are experiencing the material aspect of Jupiter more, seeking comfort and stability is an important desire for you this year, spending time with family. Jupiter will be squaring Saturn in Aqua so it's to normal for some delays to occur for you still you will have a positive mindset while facing these events.

4- Rahu

Rahu year brings a lot of confusion and weak to the mind, it keeps you restless and overstimulated to a level where it's hard to process everything which can eventually goes mental breakdowns. with Rahu in pisces there's a lot of questions and suspicious toward the general approach to the spirit like the religions and practices, rahu can give you enough creativity to create a new beliefs and practices for yourself also for artists it's a very inspiring year, one might feel like the creative part of the mind is pouring endlessly so it's a good time to start any kind of creative projects. Rahu in pisces can bring a lot of fake religious and spiritual figures/practices to light so when you decided to follow something this year be sure that it's original, rightous and not harmful. It's better to stay away from any alcohol and substance use because your mind will get confused easily and it's easy to overuse things, you need to stay sober and in charge, falling to the trap of addiction to anything is possible with rahu giving intense drive. Definitely a good time to learn more about occults and divination techniques if you're interested, also astrology but again be careful and don't do much because you might have obsessive tendencies toward your interests and make sure to check your resources. You might feel like you are forgetting things or mixing things so keeping a journal will be helpful. Make sure to consume good things for your body and soul !

Rahu gives a strong desire/ obsession to achieve something, even with Saturn energy your obsession will fuel you enough to seek for along time

5- Mercury

Mercury is even more unstable than moon so his year is all about changes, mercury is all about management, planning & processing so this year you pay more attention to these things, you start to plan your goals and make progress through that especially in your mercury house. Mercury is also connected to business, there might be some ideas about starting a business or starting to work independently. With mercury nature being childish and curious you feel really driven to experience and learn a lot of things, being around children can benefit you because they channel this energy easily, be careful though and don't be careless because you might act on somethings without thinking about the consequences. You feel more open to communicating and sharing your thoughts with the world, even if you have doubts it's ok let yourself be open and flexible to sharing and recieving sometimes it's needed to live and enjoy without thinking too much and calculating everything, to keep existing we need to feel the free childish side of us, let your inner child be loud and proud yet moniter it from behind the scenes without much restrictions. You might feel like you're seeing and understanding things from a very new perspective because mercury support our mental processing, be careful with overstimulating yourself by everything you take in this year. Have a good environment to experience and express so you won't be under mental pressure. Possiblity of enrolling in a course or university.

6- Venus

Venus year deals with social relationships mainly, in this year you feel more open to go back in society to socialize but due to Saturn this won't be very possible for you which can make things hard, you might not find the answers you are looking for from the external world, feminine energy is very prominent around you. You tend to pay more attention to self care and work on self love through that. material abundance and security are also important for you, you might feel like spending money on luxurious items and things that help you. İncrease in feeling sensual and sexy because you're putting the efforts. Venus rules desires too so it's to no surprise that you feel like there's many goals and things you want this year but Saturn can give a lot of delays and not like Rahu, Venus might just choose to give up on things. You might feel like you're being suffocated when it comes to your sexuality, creativity and enjoyment.

7- Ketu

In the year of ketu be ready to leave things behind, this headless energy has no real interest in anything other than the feeling of liberation and actual liberation. With ketu we actually become quite intense and sharp to a level where nothing can stay attached to us, the sharpness cause cutting the ties we have with things and eventually we become way lighter when reaching higher levels of enlightenment. In this year submit to the universe because if you try to do things your own way the extreme energy will only increase, ketu doesn't let things pass he will seek to destroy all attachments, the harder the tie the sharper the knife so let things go and master detachment in this year. Ketu energy can also bring things from the past but it's just temporary, only when you are truly detached from something ketu will allow it to be yours, only when you are free from the desire ketu will allow you to enjoy, with ketu gains comes when you are not expecting things, this detached planet has a lot in his dark shadows and it will come to light when you are not paying attention so again just go with the flow. Ketu will be in virgo so this might cause detachment from anything pure or clean so actually keeping routine here is recommended especially for health, be careful of destructive healthy habits and be careful of EDs, remember to keep balance. A big detachment from mental processes you might start to be random and start to take not very calculated decisions without caring about how bad or destructive the results are so be careful. Practices like yoga are recommended also try a form of dancing this year, take this as a new hobby !

Move your body to help it channel the intense energy.

8- Saturn

If you are going through Saturn year you will feel it's effect the most. Saturn just like ketu also seek separation and withdrawal but in a very different way, he's the patient Azrael, as everything dies in time with energy withdrawaling from living beings, Saturn doesn't destruct things aggressively and immediately, he's the angel of slow death, he works by slowly but surely drying the sources you use to nurture things by making you lose hope in the blooming possibility, by making you doubting and fear the result. This year you will feel a lot of worry and fear, self sabotaging is the destructive tool you choose.

Why aren't things happening ?

Why there's a lot of obstacles in my path ? Will the efforts I'm putting ever pay off ?

Is it better to just give up ?

You will ask yourself these questions along the year, along your path because it seems to you that things aren't really manifesting how you want them, there's nothing in your view but that's only temporary, have faith because things grow in time not in just a simple action. Be disciplined and have a fixed routine to keep channeling the energy in the certain areas you want to grow, enjoy the process because you will be in it for a long time, make the process your beautiful space, don't pay a lot of attention to your final far destination.

You might suffer from stress and a lot of fears, you will have a lot of doubts and limitations toward yourself and your actions don't fall for these traps, you're doing well as long as you're putting the efforts. Feeling of isolation from groups and others, you will outgrow many people in this year so be ready to let them go with ease. Don't forget that growth comes with the price of expanding which's something Saturn suffer with, so when you want to expand you will find limitations it's normal so do you really want to expand ?

9- Mars

It's the end of a the cycle, are you ready to leave things behind and move forward?

With mars things can move fast in a very destructive manner the best way to keep up with mars is to move your body in the same flow, be careful from any injuries to your body especially where you have Mars & where mars transit through the year. Mars has no interest in talking or discussing so a lot of misunderstanding can happen be careful with your speech and try to avoid conflicts. Don't be very quick in making decisions think before acting because with mars there's no comeback, mars give you enough courage and force to take action but not all actions are beneficial some are destructive and other is just a waste of your energy, be wise in what you want to invest your energies in this year. Working out and physical activities are good to add in your routine.

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thedivineart · 1 year

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– PICK A CARD READING –

Random Sentences

- mini pick a card reading -

i ii iii

Uh oh, I'm falling in love

Oh no, I'm falling in love again

Oh, I'm falling in love

this reading is about random sentences about your future spouse. how to pick a pile? make sure your energy isn't surrounded by negativity 'cause it won't resonate, please don't take it with all of your heart. also I would like to take some time to thank all people who help me to build this lovely blog along with 800+ followers in a month!! Thank You so much without all of you, I am nothing<333

PILE ONE

- random sentences to describe your future spouse -

• masterlist • other pac reading • paid reading •

• someone who will make you happy and will try to keep you away froms stress or someone who makes you laugh and smile often

• will try to make it happen despite of all obstacles or challenges

• dark hair or dark completion or someone who wears often black, can be a negative individual or just simply a depressed one

• someone calm and home/family oriented individual

• someone protective but stubborn

• a traditional individual

• will bring stability or financial security in you

• couple goals; they see you as mother figure (if your

feminine) and you will see them as a father figure

• will meet them when you move out or something will change in your life

• tall person or more taller than your high or long legs

• someone elegant and independent

• their heart is always in pain

• they thought it will be it is simply infantuation it is but never thought of marrying you in future

• flirt me with me in a date

• forgive them, it sometimes they focus on themselves

• you'll make happy memories in future or they are someone from past

• a book worm or secretive individual or they have alot of knowledge of simply as intelligent

• someone who is slow but make sure to make it worth it

• someone who can make your wishes came true

• committed and stable individual along with the word

• almost the same attitude with them?

•your twin flame or they are well balance individual

• when obstacles are done, welcome them with open heart will bring you joy in your life

• someone who have humor or always happy or the one

romantic individual

• the one you will create legendary memories

PILE TWO

- random sentences to describe your future spouse -

• masterlist • other pac reading • paid reading •

• they are someone who have strong sense of perseverance and as well ambition in life

• someone who is a hard worker and focus on what they do in life and to their goals like they want to provide for themselves and to their loved ones

• someone who has a clear vision about the future insight and they what success truely mean and knows how to take the path of success

• strongly dedicated and loyal individual

• they are protective but can be defensive as well

• may meet them online or someone who will come to you very swiftly

• it's either they are cheerful or childlike person or can be both as well

• play boy/girl type

• someone who have brown/dark hair and sporty or they like to keep busy

• can be an athlete or just into sports

• someone who been through in pain and suffering

• attractive but talkative as well

• can be religious person

• someone have sad eyes/depressed

• cold and distant from other people as well being stubborn

• good at managing money or finances

PILE THREE

- random sentences to describe your future spouse -

• masterlist • other pac reading • paid reading •

• wealthy person or financially stable security as well being successful

• may love beauty and luxurious things

• may meet at a celebration such as weddings or unters or clubs/pressomething that wil happens in public place

• for some you will meet them through a mature woman or older than you or a older friend, older sister, mother, auntie, grandma etc.

• sporty individual or an athlete

• young looking or young at heart, well dressed/elegant,sociable, if you prefer man he is good looking

• may likes or has hobby of reading books or studying alot, very educated individual

• you often see them in dreams or they are like someone you may be dreaming of this person

• someone popular or even famous but not a celeb(maybe for some i think it's celeb)

• someone who is a role model to everyone they surrounded

• may meet them at night

• travel for work or travel for fun and to unwind; might be a foreign for you or someone who is new to you?might be possibly a foreign; international, from different cuture or has different types of belief system

• money and status can be prominent for this individual

• type of individual who cannot be untamed; playful Individual tho and loves observing people or they are great that thing

• got anger issues or they have a lot of patience just don't let them pissed or feel angry, it will be in danger zone

•lust/sensual individual they are

• a boss or leader type of person, agressive too

T H E D I V I N E A R T E M I S

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exo-raskreia · 1 month

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hi as a jjk fan, do you have any issues with the writing from gege? if so, what do you think are wasted potential in terms of characters, bonds. i think that there is lack of emotional impact or expansion fo characters sometimes. for instance animes like mha have alot of meaningful character arcs and backstories. It's a bit hard to express how I feel becuase jjk is an amazing story but i am just a bit disappointed of the wasted potential with female characters and like shoko and utahime. and the world building. yes i am fellow gojohime shipper ;).

(Oncoming long RANT 😅)

If you ride on Gege's coattails, this may not be for you.

I actually do have issues with Gege's writing, so I agree with you. JJK has an interesting premise with hidden lore & I would recommend it to anyone wanting to get into, or already into, anime/manga, but it could be so much better if Gege just cared enough (which I sometimes feel like he doesn't? It just feels like he wants to hurry up & finish it so he can start on his idol manga... 💀). He skips so much, it honestly feels like he's going off a checklist, especially in the latest arc.

Compared to other battle shounens, namely Naruto, Fairy Tail, MHA, & even Gintama, JJK is severely lacking in several areas. It's unfortunate because the premise & characters are full of potential.

I will go over some of the issues. A lot of these were obvious from the start but they've only gotten worse over time.

• The fast pacing (speed running at this point). It's battle after battle, no downtime, big arc right after big arc, etc. Us readers & the characters themselves barely have time to process things before he moves on to the next thing. He skips so many things, so much happens off-screen/off-panel (can't forget how he skipped Yaga's fight with Gakuganji that lead to his death, skipped Gojo's entire month after his unsealing then "kills" him off-panel a few chapters later, I could go on...)

• The lack of character emotions, development, backstories, etc. We barely know anything about the characters, like their hobbies & interests? (This is why I have a hard time making up headcanons & potentially writing a fic for our ship... How can I keep them in character when I barely know stuff about them? 😮‍💨). We barely see any of them training (training arcs/chapters are typical for battle shounens); the Tokyo students preparing for the Goodwill Event would have been a fitting time to showcase this, for example. There's little to no mourning shown for character deaths (like Yaga? Nanami? Mai? Mechamaru?).

Yuta has such a cool CT & we didn't get to see how he discovered it & all. Like, come on 😔. Also, it would've been nice to see the Goodwill Event from his first year when he beat the Kyoto students, especially Todo... (Gege simply tells us about it. Like he tends to do for a lot of things 🙄).

Gege could've done more build-up to Gojo's sealing in Shibuya by showing his upbringing & development from his arrogant teen self (tho already having shown hints of caring for others & not liking the higher-ups) to the sensei who loves his students & strives for a better Jujutsu society. His past arc should've been longer imo. Needed more slice of life & character interactions, bonding. Heck, Toji should've gotten his whole backstory there too before he died. More build-up to Gojo's "death" too, as Gege skipped that whole month after his unsealing 😒...

• While on the subject, the lack of character interactions, bonding. We haven't seen most characters interact with each other despite being in the same circles, vicinity. Tokyo & Kyoto students, GjHm with them, Gojo & his colleagues (esp more Uta), the Zenin clan (like, wish we could've seen how GjHm interacted with Naoya. Imagine the drama 😫), Gojo & his elusive clan, I could go on... Would've loved to see Gojo interact with Kashimo, Higuruma, Choso... 😮‍💨

As such, several have died & we never saw them interact with certain others nor even know much about them 😑... The emotional impact of character deaths & bonding would be higher if only Gege cared enough to flesh out his characters more... (At least the Phantom Parade mobile game is giving us some much-needed slice of life content. Wish Mappa would give us some OVA's like that too...)

• Lack of world building. Once again, so much we don't know, such as the clans, especially Gojo's. Apparently, they're still alive, yet we haven't seen them?

Are they not fighters, then? Nothing from them on their clan head's sealing/unsealing/"death". The Zenin Clan debuted & got killed off soon after. Other clans irrelevant. Jujutsu sorcery primarily exists in Japan so other than Miguel, goodbye to the potential of any foreign sorcerers making their appearance...

• Female cast. It's crazy how they were once praised for their potential but now... Now, all they've got is just your typical battle shounen treatment 😒. While Gege has shown he cares little for all his characters (lol), it does seem like the female characters have suffered a bit more from his writing. They've either died (like Mai off-screen? Yuki, the only female Special Grade, had one fight & died?), become powerless (Miwa, thru an off-screen Binding Vow revealed many chapters later? Seriously?), lack screentime (the Kyoto girls? Shoko, the only one who can use RCT on others & closest friend to Gojo?!), or simply haven't done a whole lot, especially compared to the male characters. For some or most, it's a mixture of all these 💀 (like Tsumiki).

Nobara is the main girl & yet her role ended about halfway thru the series. Can't believe Gege did that to her, despite her potential & competence to be the FL of a battle shounen (poor Yuuji still thinks of her. And we don't even know what Gojo thought about her demise? 😮‍💨). Maki seems to have it better, yet some could argue she's just Toji 2.0/female Toji. Unfortunately, I thought about Toji when she was fighting Sukuna; I was like, "If Sukuna's this impressed by her, imagine Toji with his higher experience?" I doubt that's what Gege would want us to think when Maki's shining (or does he? 🤨😒).

• Don't even get me started on Utahime. She's the main teacher of Kyoto, loved by all her students according to Gege, yet we don't get to see it? She's barely relevant? Imagine what she felt as her students kept on dying or becoming unable to fight. Thru her character, such as during her investigation of Kyoto for the traitor, we could've gotten some great insight into how things are over there? We don't even know what the school looks like 💀.

Her scar has several implications & yet we don't know how she got it? How has she dealt with being a scarred woman in Jujutsu society, especially considering Momo's words about such a thing during the Goodwill Event? Utahime could be a great role model to the girls, especially Maki now, & yet... 😮‍💨 (I'm telling you, she should've been the main adult female of the series, just like Gojo's the main adult male)

She's one of Gojo's friends, has known him for 10+ years, & is one of his few most trusted allies, yet we haven't seen how they got to this point? Their comedic interactions make us wonder how they built that deep trust. I NEED to know what happened between them during the timeskip!!! 😫

Her CT buffs herself & others. Why has she not been a part of any on-screen fight prior to the Shinjuku Showdown? There were a couple instances where we almost saw her in action & yet... Why did Gege gatekeep her CT for so long? To showcase her CT for the first time for Gojo & Gojo ONLY. He's insane. They can't beat the package deal allegations. So, does this have any meaning? Can we hope for more-

• I sometimes wonder if JJK would be better as a seinen like I once heard he intended for it to be... There are definitely elements of that... How much darker could the story get, since sometimes Gege pushes the boundaries of Shounen Jump (I know he wants to, lol)... How much more fleshed out could it be if he was writing it the way he wanted to originally (supposedly he never intended for a school setting but was forced by his previous editor?)... Maybe we could even get a Tokyo Ghoul:re style chapter with GjHm during the timeskip if y'all know what I mean-

So, to sum up: JJK is interesting & I would recommend it, but there's a whole lot of wasted character potential, terrible pacing, & lack of interactions, development, & world building. There's so much we don't know & Gege wants to end it already? He's sitting on a gold mine & yet... 😑😒

No idea how things will end but I can at least hope for an open ending that leaves us with some hopeful possibilities... Uh, right?

Also... GOJO WILL RISE ✊️

#what do i tag this?#ask #jjk #gojohime #iori utahime #reiapost

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Update on the CK situation:

I'm shocked I'm saying this but, instead of Carnivorekitty giving it some time to settle down & to use that time to grow . . He just deleted/deactivated his art accounts???

His Tumblr has been deactivated & his Ck twitter account has been seemingly deleted. The Lurking for Love twitter account is still up.

Edit 2: his art twitter is still up but the tag have been changed & the account privated. Any use of the direct link to the old tag doesn't work, hence why I thought it was possibly deleted.

He has changed his now deactivated Tumblr name to "don't make your fanbase on here" which says alot . . .

His Carrd has also been cleared out, including the Toyhouse account. Although his Ko-fi & Itchio are still up. You can see a preview to the old links in the second screenshot below.

Edit 1: his carrd has also been deleted now

He has renamed his previous Carnivorekitty twitter account to yeehawcrow and has privated it.

The background image was changed after the situation. This is just another jab at his fanbase, same as all his other account name changes.

His Niwi account, the one with the transphøbia & -ism interactions, is still up but has been privated.

The name change is still up which shows that he still stands by his views. Do with that info as you will, just no harassment towards said account please & thanks.

I hope this is the last time I have to say anything or update people on the issue.

Some personal thoughts & feelings under the cut ⬇️

I am now further disappointed with Tom. I do not know if he said anything before deactivating, like a farewell or a "will be back eventually".

If he had of simply given it some time, let the dust settle, realign his mental state and then try to figure out why this was so hurtful to his fanbase. He could of had a chance to return & continue on; if he wanted too.

Of course, not everyone would be happy to see him return. Not everyone would even interact with his accounts or be willing to be in the fandom again. But it was still an option, especially if he uses this as a learning opportunity, not just for past fans or present fans, but for himself.

I personally won't be supporting Tom unless some serious growth & acknowledgment is shown. Unfortunately, I don't think thats going to happen any time soon due to the examples & links above. It might never happen or it might take months/years.

I hope Tom is safe & I hope everyone else is safe aswell. Make sure to look after yourselves & reach out to those you trust if you're not doing too hot xx

For now I will change my hyperfocus from Jacob & co onto other games & characters. It hurts to do so but there are so many good peeps out there & we shouldn't be afraid to trust them. I hug anyone who now is because of this situation 🫂

I will forever be into Milo (@/solarchaotica's oc) & will be getting back into LoveLock so I can bully my fave character Walter even tho Seb is the fan fave lol

My personal feelings on all of this? It's shitty.

People defending all of the horrible evidence, without saying they don't agree with aspects of these "questionable" simply because they want to defend CK; is shitty.

People putting things in other people's mouths, is shitty.

People burying their heads in the sand because they want to ignore it all; is shitty.

People giving excuses, even excuses as to why they are ignoring this issue or ignoring certain parts of this issue, is shitty.

People who genuinely support these types of beliefs, only joined in because they're genuinely phobic & aren't even in the L4L/murdersim community; is shitty. (& Yes I've seen it happen)

People who harrass anyone involved, Tom himself, is shitty.

People who use this as evidence to defend other past users actions, is shitty.

People who lash out their hurt through nasty words & ill wishes upon others, is shitty.

People who say anything about Tom or others ky$-ing themselves, are super mega shitty like wtf??? Don't do that???? I only saw one person but still????

It's all just super mega shitty and I hate it so much and it hurts so much to see other people be so so hurt and just aaahshsgskxbdjfb. I cried the first day, not because of my personal feelings, but because of others talking openly about how hurt this made them. Seeing my friends be hurt. Strangers be hurt. Mutuals be hurt. I could still cry if I let myself dwell on it for too long.

I wish things could of ended up better. When I posted on the situation I tried to tell peeps to keep an open mind & to look after themselves. I just hope this is a learning experience for alot of people.

#murdersim #jacob alden #carnivorekitty #lurking for love #jacob lfl #l4l #niwinoodle #tw: discrimination #tw// lgbt+phobia #tw// transphobia

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