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neo404 · 2 months

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can i please request some dad nick, i can’t stop thinking about it. he’d be such a great parent (you can decide whether he and his partner chose surrogacy or adoption) i just need fluffy dad nick :(

Little Angel.

Summary: while dinning with the whole Sturniolo family, you and your husband Nick decide it’s a great time to announce your plans to adopt a baby. +a couple of cute pictures I found on pinterest.

Tw: cursing, anxious reader.

I turn off the car and let out a big sigh, I’m nervous, more than that, I’m anxious. I look at my hands on the steering wheel and consider turning back, but I can’t. I feel one of Nicks hands on my thigh.

‘’It’s okay, honey. It will be fine.’’ He reassures me.

‘’I know, I’m just nervous.’’

‘’We are ready, we have talked about this a lot. Plus, the adoption process is almost done, we have to tell them.’’

‘’I know, I know. It’s just a big step in our lives, we are going to start a family. I’m gonna be a dad, I’ll get to take care of daughter with the love of my life, it just seems like a fantasy.’’

‘’I know. It’s wonderful, I’m nervous too, but we are together in this. Plus, you know my mom loves the idea of grandkids.’’ He kisses my cheek and pats my thigh. ‘’We have to go inside. They are waiting.’’

As I make my way to the door I look at my hands that hold the desert me and Nick picked for the dinner. I see Nicks hands with a gift bag, inside of them there are silly shirts with personalized writing on them, Nick was the one with the idea to surprise his brothers with a ‘’best uncle in the world’’ shirts, and then though: why not my parents too?

So now we are here, inside the house. I’m on the kitchen helping serving the food, I hear my father-in-law talking with Nick about how is our life going. I see Justin entering the front door with a bottle of wine in hand. It’s a lot going on, and the pressure on my chest comes again.

‘’Are you feeling, okay?’’ Matt who was also helping on the kitchen looks at me.

‘’Yeah, all good. Just got a little dizzy, that’s all.’’ He nods and tells me to drink a glass of water. I do, I get a glass with cold water and walk to the dinning room, sitting besides Nick. He looks at me and gives me a warm smile, wrapping one arm around me comforting me without knowing.

After a couple of minutes everything it’s served on the table, the wine is open, everyone is chatting and laughing. It was an amazing dinner; the food was delicious; the conversations were amazing. And as I was making my way into the kitchen to bring out the desert, I hear Nick speak loud and clear ‘We have something to tell you’.

‘’Shot it out!’’ Chris says.

‘’Well, it’s kind of a long talk.’’ He looks at me and I nod putting the box of desert on the table, going back to sit besides him.

‘’It’s okay, take your time.’’ Marylou looks at us with a kind smile.

‘’Well, ad you know. We have been together for a while and we have been talking about… about our future and what we want in it, so after long conversations we decided that we want to have kids. We are currently in the process to adopt a baby girl.’’ Nick talks, I can tell that he is a bit nervous, but his words are confident and he looks at everyone in the table while doing it.

‘’OH MY GOD!’’ Marylou stands up and runs up to us, Nick stands up and hugs her, I do it too. I see the faces of shock and the smiles on everyone face.

‘’That’s amazing. I’m so happy for you guys.’’ Chris stands up and hugs the both of us, Matt does the same, Justin and James too.

Now we are sitting in the living room. A few tears polling in my eyes, a few tears running down my parents in law faces, we are watching pictures of Nick when he was a kid, talking about what a responsibility is to take care of a kid, to love and guide them. We eat the desert as we show them pictures of the girl and the nursery we build for her. It was so wholesome. Then I stood up and handed out the shirts, everyone laughed and put the shirts on. It was amazing to be a part of this family, and it was even more beautiful to be able to make it bigger.

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‘’God, look at her. She’s so cute, our little angel.’’ Nick holds our baby in his arms, my head resting on his arm looking at her sleep peacefully.

‘’Hi baby.’’ Nick whispers to her. ‘’I’m your dad, I hope you love your new house.’’

‘’I’m sure she will, she has an amazing father.’’ I kiss his cheek and he smile.

‘’She has the best fathers in the world. I’m so happy, I love you so much, thank you for being part of my life.’’

‘’I love you more.’’ I kiss his lips softly.

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Nick with glasses give me dad energy.

with uncle Chris.

with uncle Matt.

#nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you #nick sturniolo x male reader #sturniolo triplets x reader

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themultifandomgal · 10 months

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Shelby Sister- I Didn’t Know

Last night I started to get these funny aches and pains in my stomach. Putting it down to my monthly arriving I ignored them after getting myself a hot water bottle and went to sleep. However I woke up about 3am in the worst pain I've ever experienced. These period pains are truly something else. Groaning I get out of bed and make my way done to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea hoping to ease the pain.

7am rolls around and I'm in agony. Aunt Polly and Tommy are now up and wondering what to do. Polly has tried everything she can think of to help with the pains, but nothing is working and the pains are just getting worse

"That's it's I'm ringing a doctor. This isn't normal"

"Yeah ok" Polly breathes out giving in, also so confused to why my pains are so bad this month. Tears are falling down my face

"Aunt Poll an I dying?" I ask

"No. Tommys going to ring the best doctor he can to come over and give you a check up"

"Poll I'm scared"

"I know, but you don't need to be, everything's going to be ok"

Within 30 minutes a doctor has arrived and had been checking me over

"Ok there's one last thing I want to check" he says taking our stethoscope

"You've already listed to her heartbeat" Tommy frowns in confusion, but the doctor proceeds to place his stethoscope on my stomach

"Aunt Poll what's he.."

"Shh" the doctor says as he listens "unbelievable. This is so rare. I've never seen this happen before"

"What? Am I dying?"

"No, your in active labour"

"I'm what?"

"She's what?" Aunt Polly, Tommy and I say all at the same time

"You had no idea you were pregnant?" The doctor asked

"I.. no. I had my monthly every month on time"

"Have you wet yourself yet?"

"Pardon?"

"He's asking if your waters have broken, but you will have wet yourself since you wouldn't have had any warning of it happening"

"No"

"Well then I think we should get you up on your feet and walking about. That should help"

"Who did this?" Tommy asks

"What?"

"Who got you pregnant. I'll fucking kill em"

"No you will not. Unless that is you were forced"

"No he was sweet, promise"

"Who..."

"Tommy let's do this later yeah? Go and ring the others let them know whats going on"

After walking around the house and my waters breaking, I was checked over and now it's time to push. Polly holds my hand while the doctor is at the other end. My brothers are all at the pup trying to figure out who the father is

"Ok next wave I need you to push"

"I can't"

"Yes you can. You can do this YN"

"I'm not ready to be a mum"

"Nobody ever is, but you heard the doctor when you feel that wave of pain you push as hard as you can" the wave of pain hits me and I push like Polly said

"Ok good. I need another big one like that ok?" the doctor says earning a nod from me. This goes on for a while until Im finally holding my baby I'm my arms. A little boy

"It's Isaiah's isn't it?" Polly sighs. I nod my head. We had been secretly courting each other for the last year now

"Toms gonna kill 'im Poll" I say worriedly

"No he's not”

Everyone's going to hate me now. Im an unmarried woman with a baby. People are racist Poll they're going to hate us all"

"Who cares what people think. I'm going to find Isaiah and bring him here to meet his son and I'm going to stop your brothers from drinking themselves silly"

Isaiah came over to meet his son, while Polly does damage control with my brothers. When they come over they are a lot calmer that I expect them to be. I guess Aunt Polly can me very scary when she wants to be

"So what's little lads name?" Arthur asks through gritted teeth

"Walter Shelby Jesus" I smile looking down at the newborn

"I'll ask Esme where the kids old clothes are"

"Thanks John" I give him a little smile

"So when's the wedding?" Tommy asks

"Tommy not now" Polly scolds shaking her head "let them be for now. Right come on let's leave them alone"

"That's how they go into this mess" Arthur mumbles

"Out now. Come on" Polly usurers everyone out of the room leaving Isaiah and I to fall in love with our baby.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders reader #tommy shelby #john shelby #arthur shelby #Finn Shelby #sister shelby #shelby sister

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phoenixcatch7 · 4 months

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I thought up that Saiki/Billy/Danny poll on a lol but honestly I keep thinking about it. They're all so interesting as comparisons to each other.

Billy, aka captain marvel: young orphan boy with a heart of gold and a strong sense of justice getting into trouble for it. Sweet darling angel with huge authority issues and Will Fight And Lie over it. Wants to be a hero more than anything else but didn't really get a choice in becoming one. Destiny is strong with this one. Uses his newfound powers to save others and help everyone around him, preferring to talk his enemies down or outwit them but very good with violence. Keenly aware of how easy it would be to turn evil (with Adam) and refuses to ever follow that path. Would be in huge trouble if the government ever got him and he knows it.

Saiki: seemingly apathetic teenager with a heart of gold getting into trouble for it. Sarcastic and pithy, he prefers solitude and privacy but keeps getting semi willingly roped into doing 'friendship' stuff with his 'buddies' (who he'd die for). Easily bribed. Acts polite and obedient to fly under the radar but does not even slightly respect authority given his circumstances with his normal family and the numerous kidnapping and experimentation attempts from governments (and his older brother) since he was very young. Was born with his ever growing powers and every attempt to reduce or remove them has failed with the exception of his limiters, he doesn't want them but didn't really get a choice. Very avoidant or passive of conflict, preferring to save his rare world saving heroics for when he can't be discovered, he doesn't have a hero persona. But he's also very capable of great violence on massive scales when necessary. An unreliable narrator with a slight god complex despite his desperation for a normal human life. Conscious of how easy it would be to turn evil and determined to never follow that path. Would be in massive trouble if the government ever caught him and he's keenly aware.

Danny: sassy and punny teenager with a heart of gold getting into trouble for it. The fluke accident turning him part ghost also released the ghosts onto the town, and he feels it's his responsibility to stop them, before either side gets hurt or worse. A typical teenager with annoying teachers and parents who want to rip him molecule from molecule has left him with very little respect for authority (but it's better than the other two - just). Didn't really want to be a hero with powers but didn't really have a choice. Will sass people into making bad decisions (that usually ends with him upside down in a wall) and generally ready to throw down the second he senses a ghost (or a vlad). His encounters have left him with an iron clad set of morals and he's keenly aware of how easy it would be for him to turn evil, despite how much he refuses to become his worst nightmare. If the government ever got their hands on him he'd be deeply screwed and he knows it.

I'd honestly love to see the three teenage power houses meet, even if just to gripe and find understanding XD. They'd be such an interesting dynamic.

Saiki: *sipping a drink as the other two crash and wheel wildly overhead in a landscape destroying spar, mercilessly critiquing them both like he could do any better*

Billy: *desperately trying to stop his new friends from conning a conman in revenge for getting conned so easily themselves despite his warnings*

Danny: *deeply morbid humour about the fragility of life as he blasts music to the beat of the video game he's crushing the other two at until saiki blows up the TV*

Honestly these three would bring out the blackest humour in each other, it'd be so bad.

Billy would be the extrovert golden boy face of the group despite being just as ready to play dirty as them, Danny the one dragging them everywhere and daring them to do stupid things, and saiki the guy in the back acting above it all like he's not the easiest to provoke into dumb stuff. MENACES, the lot of them.

But I kind of like how their wildly abnormal childhoods and lives would find so many points of understanding with the others. They'd all benefit hugely from having others their age like them.

#billy batson #dc captain marvel #captain marvel #shazam #danny phantom #danny fenton #saiki kusuo no psi nan #saiki k #saiki kusuo no ψ nan #the disastrous life of saiki k #tdlosk #kusuo saiki #saiki kusuo #crossover

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annoyingblondebracket · 5 months

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Round 1 | Poll 1

~ Note: This poll is being done out of a genuine love and affection for these types of characters! Please keep that in mind when adding commentary. Propaganda under the cut!

Tsukasa Tenma:

~ hes very loud and eccentric and multiple characters say he is annoying

~ He's an extremely loud theater kid who wants to be a world famous star. Anytime he's on screen he'll yell very loudly at least once. Most other characters have an 'oh... it's him.." moment whenever they see him. Others try (and fail) to avoid him so they don't get caught in his antics. He's a loser and the fandom loves him for it.

~ he's a theater kid who is 100% determined to become the Number 1 World Future Star!!! with absolutely zero volume control who is constantly screaming and laughing at the top of his lungs, to the point where you can hear him from pretty much anywhere in the school. several of his friends (who still love him) and random background characters talk about finding him annoying and intrusive at several points in the story. he's a genuinely really sweet guy who is mainly just putting up a front to hide his insecurities but also the man is constantly reciting a mantra that's just him telling you what his name means. also one time he tried to comfort a crying kid at a theme park by screaming his name at her in english (which he does not speak) and just wound up making her cry harder which tells you pretty much all you need to know

~ He is canonically so loud, like helicopter blades whirling levels of loud. He does not know when to shut up, and is just all around, annoying!!

~ generally very loud, overconfident, little self awareness of how silly he is. consistently found annoying by some characters (ie akito, nene, shiho) and can overwhelm others with his intensity at times

~ he is a very loud and slightly obnoxious theatre kid!! although he is a good person deep down, he's constantly bragging about becoming the world's greatest star. one of his close friends, kamishiro rui (not blonde), makes a lot of drones and robots and often brings them to school, causing quite a bit of chaos that tsukasa inevitably gets roped into. the two of them are referred to as the "weirdo wombo combo" (among other names, depending on the translation) and are found particularly annoying by the character shinonome akito, who mostly tolerates him just because they have a close mutual friend. outside of school, tsukasa works part time as a performer in a theme park, along with characters otori emu, kusanagi nene, and the aforementioned kamishiro rui. nene finds his antics very annoying, and regularly wears noise-canceling headphones just to drown out his voice. she also makes fun of him a lot, but it's all in good fun; they're actually very good friends. tsukasa can sometimes be annoyingly overprotective over his younger sister, saki, mostly because she has had health issues all her life and spent years in and out of the hospital. so although he means well, even she finds him annoying on occasion. not to mention he talks to himself, rehearses monologues, and paces around his room quite a lot. i love the guy but i'd hate to live in the same house as him too. most of this can be summed up by saying that he just gives off immense amounts of theatre kid energy, and if you've ever known a theatre kid during tech week or right after a show, you get somewhat of an idea of what tsukasa's peers have to deal with on a regular basis. and i love him dearly

~ He’s so loud and boisterous and cocky and dramatic that a decent chunk of the other characters actively describe him as annoying or loud. He’s a really good guy, he really is, he’s a great big brother and a nice dude, but unless you’re on his wavelength or a compatible wavelength, he’s completely fucking insufferable.

~ He is LOUD. SO VERY LOUD. The entire school he goes to knows who he is (maybe not by name, but as that-one-guy-who-never-stops-screaming) and will roll their eyes when they see him approach. He's a theater kid also if that wasn't bad enough. And stupid as hell. Ridiculous. I love him so much

~ He's extremely confident and almost always posing and/or screaming. Characters frequently comment on how loud or over the top he is and several characters make a point to try to avoid him when they see him out in public.

~ he's a loud, exuberant, overdramatic theater kid!!! 90% of the time he is shouting and loves to just strike poses whenever he can! tends to overreact and many many characters regard him as loud and annoying but he also has a really big heart and cares a lot about his loved ones and he also expresses that fact very VERY loudly. he's so STUPID (affectionate)

Sanji:

~ Fucking malewife. Horrid little man.

~ He simps so hard for literally every single women

~ everything about him [ is annoying ] pretty much (endearing)

~ be normal about women for once in your life king please

~ he swoons over every woman he sees and it annoys everyone around him (he is very stupid and i love him)

~ Creepy abt women

~ Obsessed with women to an insane level; he'd do anything for women including getting in their bed first because he "thought they didn't want to be alone"; also he's a better cook than me

#💛 | polls #💛 | round one #tsukasa tenma #project sekai #sanji #one piece #annoying blonde bracket

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bluedalahorse · 9 days

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@margotdanslebois very sweetly tagged me in a “share a bit of your WIP” thing. Thank you for the tag! It was so nice that you thought of me!

As for who I’m tagging back: I will tag back @sflow-er if they’re up for it!

I’m going to break the rules because my life is a bit of an unmitigated disaster right now. This isn’t so much Work On Progress as it is Work On Hold until I can get unblocked enough (and have put out enough life fires) to finish Heart and Homeland and my Nils-August one shot. Which I really do want to work on.

For the last few days I have been longing to lose myself in reading a fic that doesn’t exist yet—something multichapter about Sara and August getting back together ten years or so in the future, with a lot of character study powering it and some grown up scenes. Also some great side plots with the other characters! And—importantly—it’s written by someone else, because I know I can write my own stuff but due to my aforementioned disaster life, I kinda just want it to… magically appear on AO3 one day for me to read. We all have those days.

So anyway, sargust is on the brain and sargust is what the people will get, and it will be more than a line, but I’ll cut it so you don’t have to see it if you don’t want to.

The scenario: ten years in the future, more or less. Our favorite five have all gotten various levels of therapy and gotten diagnosed with things and worked on various family relationships and such. They all are at the royal summer residence at Solliden this weekend for… reasons. In a month or so the Swedish people are going to vote on whether they want to abolish the monarchy or not. August is struggling with more grief but you won’t see that in this excerpt. Sara works for an autism charity that’s trying to clean up their image by… actually hiring autistic people. It’s annoying for her but she hasn’t figured out how much it’s messing with her yet. Also she’s just moved back from the west coast. Content note: there are some very subtle references to self harm.

“Wille’s here, right? And your brother and Felice?”

“They went to the beach.”

“You didn’t go with them?”

Sara shakes her head. “I didn’t feel like wearing a bathing suit.”

There’s a flicker of—something—on August’s face, and it isn’t the same as the questioning eyebrow twitches her colleagues make when she has to bring up Hillerska. Sara tries not to read the flicker as concern. She smooths down the skirts of her knee-length sundress. The friction of the cotton against her skin only stings a little bit.

“It’s only that bathing suits get wet, and they cling, and it feels awful when you’re sitting on the beach,” Sara says. Realizing she could have led with a more practical reason, she pulls her open laptop off the coffee table and sets it on her lap. “I’m also working remotely today.”

“So am I,” said August. “I can find another room—“

“That isn’t necessary,” said Sara. “I could—””

“I’ll work outside.” August gestures toward the double doors that open out onto the balcony. “So I won’t disturb you when I need to move around.”

“And I’ll stay here, so I won’t bother you when I do the same.”

Sara feels the corners of her mouth twitch into a smile. Clearly, her mouth is responding to the absurdity of the moment. To the comedic—romantic comedy? surely not—fumbling of two twenty-somethings with ADHD masquerading as proper adults.

“Good. Good. Great.” Single syllables, the last two in English. August’s own smile goes through flashes of brightness and panic before he settles on the sheepishness of a boy who’s been reminded of his manners. He tucks his hands behind his back. “Welcome to Solliden, by the way. You can let me or the staff know if you need anything.”

He nods and exits out through the double doors, and just like that, Sara becomes a royal guest. Perhaps one of the last royal guests ever, if last week’s polling data means anything. She hopes no one will interview her for a documentary about it in the future.

There’s a farcical moment two minutes afterward where August sticks his head back in and says he’s forgotten his sunscreen, and Sara hands him the bottle before he goes out again. It’s a brand she’s never seen before—something ridiculously expensive and high SPF. Fragrance free, too. Sara can’t help watching through the windows as August rubs the sunscreen onto the back of his neck and onto his exposed forearms. Can’t help wondering if she’d have rubbed it in for him, admonishing him like you know you burn so easily, if they’d had their summer weekends in Bjärstad during his military service like he’d wanted.

Still, Sara hadn’t wanted it, then, and that thought should be enough to push herself back into fifteen minute stretches of newsletter edits and donor emails. Sara reminds herself of her bosses’ talking points: that PuzzleChildrens’ oldest donors appreciate the paper copies of the newsletter they receive each month, that the personal stories of lost children remind them where their money is going, that Sara is doing so well at communicating with people and that she shouldn’t worry too much about creating a perfect product, only one that reaches people’s hearts. She opens up a colleague’s story about a pitiable single mother in Luleå called Maja, whose eleven-year-old daughter Saga has been “stolen” by a serious disease. The colleague is older and touchy, so Sara phrases all her line edits delicately. What she really wants to type is: Don’t call meltdowns “tantrums.” Of course Saga has empathy, she loves her dog and she probably feels that very deeply. And for fuck’s sake arm flapping isn’t a “babyish gesture.”

But no. She can’t respond like that. Not with the amount of money these newsletters raise, not when her older colleagues don’t know things, and she was the one hired to educate them.

Sara thinks that maybe, the cotton of her sundress would be better if it were rougher. If she could run the nail of her index finger across her hip and it would hurt just enough to remind her how to communicate with people at work so they don’t think she’s a freak.

Eventually Sara’s phone buzzes with an incoming text, pulling her out of her thoughts. Do you want something to drink?

It’s from August. Sara looks up, and he’s still outdoors on the balcony. He glances in Sara’s direction and offers her a stiff—but not unfriendly—wave. The glass between them is impossibly clean, probably scrubbed this morning by the staff at Solliden.

Sara texts back. I don’t want to trouble you too much. Are you having something?

Seltzer. There’s a local brand that just launched, they do one with an elderflower and pear infusion.

August makes a face at his phone (Sara’s still watching him, it’s that twisting expression his mouth sometimes makes when he’s embarrassed himself, like he’s gotten an unexpected taste of sour candy) and types a follow up.

It’s less pretentious than it sounds. You can have what you want though. We’re well-stocked here.

Seltzer sounds good, Sara responds. I’ll have that, thanks.

As August comes back indoors and presumably goes off somewhere to fetch staff who will then fetch the seltzer. Sara doesn’t comment on how inefficient it all seems—what kind of sister would she be, she thinks, if she didn’t leave things open for Simon to snark about later?

Thinking of Simon reminds Sara that he and Felice and Wille still haven’t returned, so she checks her other text messages after clocking out of work for the day. There’s a text from Felice saying they’ll be another two hours or so, that they’ve driven off to a farm with the best strawberries and rhubarb on Öland so that Felice can use them for some sort of tart in a late-night anarchic baking spree.

#sara eriksson #august horn #sargust #fic snippets #tagging game

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 1 year

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Discussion Conference

Inspired by the comment @wei-wuxians-guard left on my poll asking what to write! <3

It was understandable that Zewu-Jun needed additional support fitting back into his sect leader position after such a lengthy seclusion - but what vexed a lot of people was why he had to bring so many people with him at the Discussion Conference that year.

Of course, there was Hanguang-Jun, the Lan head disciples, namely Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui, and, unfortunately, Hanguang-Jun's spouse, the Yiling Patriarch. But they also brought the Yiling Patriarch's donkey, Little Apple, as well as the Ghost General. Nobody could say anything because the Ghost General as well as the Yiling Patriarch did save their sorry lives during the Second Siege... but the donkey? It even wore a Lan headband! And the Yiling Patriarch insisted the donkey should be fed and housed alongside the other sects' stallions!

The Nie Chief Cultivator didn't seem to mind any of this, though. And if Sect Leader Jiang drank three times the expected liquor consumption in the first two hours of the conference, nobody mentioned it.

However, as all Discussion Conferences did, this one became boring quite quickly. Nobody was really saying anything of substance, and other than Sect Leader Yao and Sect Leader Ouyang always having something to complain about, everyone seemed more interested in drinking and whispering amongst themselves than resolving anything.

In fact, it appeared that even the Chief Cultivator fell asleep a few times.

"This is so boring!" Lan Jingyi quietly whined, throwing back his tea as if it was alcohol. "How does young mistress Jin seem so interested?"

"He's not." Wei Ying spoke, "Look at sect leader Jiang. They're wearing the same expression, right?"

"Right... but what's that got to do with anything?"

"Neither are paying any attention to anything. Back when we were studying at the Cloud Recesses, we each had our own ways to cope with teacher Lan's endless lectures. I'd bother Hanguang-Jun, while Jiang Cheng would pretend to be paying attention while he learned to sleep with his eyes open!"

"What?! They're asleep?"

"Well, not fully asleep, but not awake either. Don't ask them anything, though. They'll either not respond at all, or say something silly and startle themselves awake."

"Teach me how to do that too!" Lan Jingyi begged, pulling on Wei Ying's sleeve. "I'm so tired of old teacher Lan's-"

A side eye from Hanguang-Jun had Lan Jingyi straighten his posture immediately. "Um... I apologize..."

"Lectures are important, Jingyi." Sizhui added, serious, firm and Lan-like, "We must learn from our seniors."

Lan Jingyi rolled his eyes. "As if you don't scream into your pillow after a 3 hour lecture on the importance of rules!"

Lan Sizhui looked away and turned red immediately. Wei Ying couldn't help a laugh.

"You kids have nothing to be so embarrassed about. Teacher Lan's lectures are only enjoyable for his nephews."

"For Wangji only." Zewu-Jun piped up, a playful little smile on his lips. Wei Ying had to hide a laugh in his sleeve, while Lan Zhan sent his brother a pointed look. Lan Xichen appeared entirely unaffected, sipping his tea.

"Shufu has very effective teaching methods." Lan Zhan defended, but Xichen's eyes imperceptibly moved towards Wei Ying in retaliation. Hanguang-Jun sighed. "Nobody is infallible."

"It's good his teaching didn't work on me!" Wei Ying interfered, fake-offended. "Can you imagine me as a fuddy-duddy too? Ah- no offense, Zewu-Jun..."

Lan Xichen chuckled, a rare sound in the past several years - and it seemed to have softened something in Lan Zhan's gaze to hear it.

"It is fine, Wei-gongzi. And anyway, it is the truth. Men of our sect are very uptight." His eyes slid towards Lan Jingyi, who had been trying to secretly flag a servant for wine. "Most of them, at least."

Lan Sizhui poked his friend's side and he straightened up again upon noticing Zewu-Jun looking at him.

"I think we're going to get a break soon." Wei Ying said, eyes following the Nie head disciple that had gone to whisper something to a drowsy Nie Huaisang. "It's almost dinnertime, and we've had enough of politics for a day. I wonder what they'll serve."

"As long as it's edible, I don't care!" Jingyi whined, holding his stomach. "I'd eat a horse right now!"

"Don't let Little Apple hear you, or she'll kick you again!"

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #lxc #writing attempts

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puppiesandnightlock · 7 months

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Link: My Blood (super sons week day five)

Summary:

Damian reflects on the use of the nickname "dami" and jon tells him abt some new words he learned in arabic.

also known as some angsty shit that started out rlly sweet but ended with a possible dead damian??

The first time that Jon had called Damian ��Dami”, he had instantly recoiled, with a stubborn response of “Don’t call me that.”

After all, how could he know what it meant to him?

Nevertheless, he persisted. His brothers had taken to calling him what they assumed was only a shortened version of his name, as well as his father on rare occasions.

After a particularly hard battle, Jon had said it with such reverence, he nearly believed him when he did, although he was quick to snap back at him.

A few similar altercations like that, and Jon had stopped, changing it to various other little nicknames, somehow only ringing it out in the most dire of situations, when emotions ran high.

It sent a pang to Damian’s heart, because although he wouldn't admit it, he missed hearing the word from his lips.

And if he were to die, that would be the last thing he wanted to hear.

“NO! No, Damian, stay with me. Stay with me, bud, just a little longer..” Jon’s face was streaked with tears, and Damian reached a bloodstained hand from where he was laying, his head on Jon's lap.

“Isn’t it funny?” He said suddenly, the world going dizzy.

The sky behind Jon was an orange-purple hue, the battlefield littered with bodies and metal pieces, and battered heroes stubling together, trying to find each other.

“What’s funny, D?”

“You all call me Dami. and here I am, covered in my blood. ”

“Damian, Damian, please don’t-” Jon choked out, looking anywhere but Damian’s stomach, where an alien spear had pierced through the kevlar of his suit.

His hand cupped Jon’s face, bringing him back towards him.

“Hey. Hey, look at me. It’s okay. You can let go. I’ll be okay, I promise.”

A heartbroken laugh sounded from the younger boy as he looked down at him, brushing the matted hair from his emerald eyes.

How he would miss them..

“Oh, Dami…”

“I’ll be okay, Jon. You know why? Because I'll have you with me wherever I go.” He gave a smile, the broken domino on his face sliding down.

Jon held him, desperately praying for a miracle, for at least a Bat to show up to see Damian should the worst happen.

His eyes grew heavy, and he let a smile grace his lips. “You know to tell them I love them, right?”

“Dami, stop, you're not going to die, you’re not!”

The younger boy pleaded with him, the pain in his face something that hurt Damian more than the gaping hole in his stomach.

“Call it a nap, then. Will you talk to me? I want to see you smile.”

A wobbly grin spread across his features, and his hand ran through the bleeding boy’s hair as he began to talk.

“I was so confused, why you were always so mad when I called you Dami, why you always told me to stop. I remembered you did speak arabic a lot, and so i looked it up. I found how much it must have meant to you, so I switched it up. I used it only when I wanted you to know I meant it.

“You are my blood, my heart, my soul. You’re a part of me, a teammate, my partner. I found a few more terms like that. Hayati was my favorite. That describes who you are to me, Dami. You’re my life, my light…my whole world. I love you so much/”

His eyes shut, and the world went dark, He floated off in his mind, to wherever this would take him, with the reminisce of the words Jon had left him with.

I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. My life.

Hayati.

A/N:

DAMIAN NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

okay, you choose, did he die or was he saved????? personally i would have gone with death lmao yes i did cry a lil writing this thats how u know its good lol

i may be persuaded to put up a poll on who wants him to die and who wants him to live and write a sequel on whichever is most popular O.o

if u read it and feel the need to screm at me for doing this, go ahead id love to c it lmao

for @super-sons-week-2023

#jondami #damijon #jonathan kent #damian wayne #possible charecter death #open ending #you choose if he lives or dies #angst #i was supposed to b fluff i swear-#robin damian wayne #superboy jon kent #blood is mentioned so like #sad #like very sad #sort of love confession?#like u can read it platonically or romantically #i got a vague mix of both #super sons week 2023

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web-novel-polls · 6 months

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MXTX Side Character Bracket

Side A - Opens Thursday, November 9th

Jin Ling vs. Daoist nuns triplets

Jiang Yanli vs. Xue Yang

Yin Yu vs. Xiao Xingchen

Qin Wanyue vs. Bai Jing

A-Qing vs. Mu Qingfang

Ling Wen vs. Pei Ming

Shang Qinghua vs. Wen Qing

Bichen vs. Fairy

Side B - Opens Sunday, November 12th

Ning Yingying vs. Su Xiyan

Mobei-jun vs. Zhuzhi-lang

LBH’s Harem vs. Jiang Cheng

Su She vs. Tianlang-jun

Quan Yizhen vs. Song Lan

Lan Xichen vs. Sha Hualing

Wen Ning vs. Gongyi Xiao

Mianmian vs. Six Balls

Special Addition - Shen Jiu vs. Liu Qingge

Polls will open at noon CST and will remain open for 1 week.

Tag: #mxtx side characters round 1

Characters & propaganda underneath the cut

Jin Ling from MDZS

Submission 1: He may be a brat, but he has a good heart and a friendly dog. He thinks he's the main character of a much less intense story which keeps almost getting him killed

Submission 2: Bestest boy in the whole world. He's got a dog! A helicopter uncle! His dad's sword! Yeah he can be a little brat but he's SIXTEEN okay (or thirteen, or whatever, MXTX HELP) and he's got an incredible capacity for forgiveness. He's so good!

Daoist nuns triplets from SVSSS

Submission: Authors of "Song of BingQiu" and the true culprits behind the ass wine extra. Stop crediting Liu Mingyan with their hard work!

Jiang Yanli from MDZS

“Madam Jin. A-Xian is my younger brother. A humiliation to him is not something trivial to me.” - Drama

Elder Sister Syndrome in its highest form who is just trying to protect her loved ones despite having no talent in cultivation.

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Xue Yang from MDZS

Submission: It's not that he's evil. He lacks empathy and he goes into a disassociative state and commits atrocities.

Yin Yu from TGF

Submission: The guy of all time. The most average god ever. Someone give him a break. His face is so average that Xie Lian thought it was fake

Xiao Xingchen from MDZS

No propaganda submitted

Originally a disciple of Baoshan Sanren, Xiao Xingchen left his home knowing he wouldn’t ever be allowed to return in the sole hopes of saving and helping others. He meets and befriends Song Lan, who later loses his eyes and home to Xue Yang. Xiao Xingchen begs Baoshan Sanren to give Song Lan his eyes, choosing to wander the world blind. Due to sacrificing his eyes, he’s unable to recognize Xue Yang, who tricks him into killing innocent people and later, Song Lan, the person he wanted to save the most.

Wiki Link

Qin Wanyue from SVSSS

Submission: Scum Villain's wettest and most pathetic loser! Of course, she's so pathetic that she's constantly overshadowed by more bombastically pathetic characters, but I think she deserves her chance at recognition.

Bai Jing / Brocade Immortal from TGCF

Submission: no 1 ling wen simp (just like me fr)

Wiki Link

A-Qing from MDZS

Propaganda: She's so smart. She tricked so many people into thinking she was blind for so long. Also, she was really kind and considerate. Like she didn't have to save all of those people from Xue Yang. Oh and she's an excellent judge of character and super brave. Really hope she wins, she's such a fun little genius girl

"You piece of shit! Dream on! You don't deserve to call Daozhang unclean. You're just a pool of spittle! Daozhang must be the unluckiest man in the world to have met you! You're the only one who’s dirty! It's only a disgusting pool of spittle like you!" — A-Qing’s last words to Xue Yang

Mu Qingfang from SVSSS

Submission: Ppl tend to completely forget he has a mad scientist side (see Jinlan arc) and if he gets into the tournament I'll have a reason to bring it up.

Ling Wen from TGCF

Submission: Girlboss. Did nothing wrong

One of the Three Tumors - three Heavenly Officials that have some of the worst reputations after Xie Lian (“the laughing stock of the three realms”) - and was accused of, like, killing a dude or smth but was accepted back into Heaven on the sole basis that she’s the only administratively competent god

Pei Ming from TGCF

One of the Three Tumors - three Heavenly Officials that have some of the worst reputations after Xie Lian (“the laughing stock of the three realms”) - due to his EXTENSIVE manwhore ways. Like, when the ghost mother of a fetus spirit claims her child is/was the child of a Heavenly Official, EVERYONE thinks it’s him. What can he say, his reputation precedes him

Shang Qinghua / Airplane from SVSSS

Submission: He's a sidekick and he's so sidelined that despite creating the universe he's treated as an afterthought - doubly a side character! But also? So relateable. He would absolutely have been on tumblr in his first life, he gets so excited about his blorbo who treats him terribly (until they finally get a happy ending in the extras - also! he has to wait for the extras to get his happy ending! very side-character of him). He holds the fascinating position of being mostly irrelevant to the story and yet without him the themes would totally fail. He deserves a win on something for once, okay?

Wen Qing from MDZS

Submission 1: Doctor, mad scientist, war criminal, protective big sister... she has the range!!

Submission 2: Wen Qing my beloved!! She did surgery on a grape. Mad genius for real. Also a loving sister with a very sharp tongue and maybe no sense of how far is too far. Can't wait for them to find her alive in a Koi Tower basement!

Submission 3: Justice for my girl!!!!

Submission 4: She's bitchy and pragmatic and cares deeply and did an unprecedented operation (experimental and nonconsensual!), what's not to love? Also she deserved better.

Bichen from MDZS

Lan Wangji’s sword

Submission: this sword has been through a lot…

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Fairy from MDZS

Jin Ling’s dog that was gifted to him by Jin Guangyao

Submission: The cutest, smartest, and goodest doggo! She's the one who led WangXian to the Nie sword tomb to save Jin Ling! and led Jiang Cheng to Guanyin Temple to save Jin Ling! and led Lan cultivators to the temple to help Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen (and Jin Ling!)

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Ning Yingying from SVSSS

Submission: Her glow-up in the SVSSS timeline is real! Instead of becoming Luo Binghe's childhood sweetheart, she roasts him for referring to her too familiarly. Love this for her.

Su Xiyan from SVSSS

Girlboss

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Mobei-jun from SVSSS

Submission: He's a demon tsundere who doesn't realize his human boyfriend is scared and easily squishable. Got demoted from king to cabinet minister during a hostile takeover but is pretty chill about it. Huge boobs.

Zhuzhi-lang from SVSSS

Submission 1: Snake boy my beloved

Submission 2: I love him

Luo Binghe’s Harem from SVSSS

Submission: Binghe's harem the whole collection all of them together an amalgamation of all the wives

Jiang Cheng from MDZS

Submission 1: Extremely traumatized yet also somehow the most normal and functional by the end. Huge bitch but I (and at least one of the other characters) think he deserves to be even worse after everything he's been through

Submission 2: Simultaneously badass and the most cringefail man. Extremely funny and stylish but still manages to be very uncool. Cries a lot. Also he's lost a lot of tumblr polls—let's give him another shot! We definitely love him more than his dad did!

Submission 3: He's got mommy issues AND daddy issues. He loves his sister and his shige so much. He's traumatised and incredibly competent. He rebuilt his whole sect! He's an asshole (affectionate). He's purple! He's got the coolest weapon ever conceived. I'm so worried about his blood pressure basically all the time.

Su Minshan / Su She from MDZS

Submission 1: Idk I just kinda like him

Submission 2: Look at him having his own life and grudges and friendships and priorities completely unrelated to the main characters! He was so right to curse Jin Zixun

Tianlang-jun from SVSSS

Submission: Incredible character who does it like him

Quan Yizhen from TGCF

Submission: He's a good boi and thinking about him makes me cry a lil'.

Literally only ascended to Heaven to follow his shixiong, hated it, and then his shixiong was cast out for trying to kill him. Also, the “revered-martial-artist-who-beats-up-his-supporters/subordinates-and-is-still-loved” trope

Song Lan from MDZS

No propaganda submitted

Died to the one person he desperately wanted to apologize to (Xiao Xingchen), and when Xiao Xingchen, unable to recognize him due to giving Song Lan his eyes, killed him, Song Lan chose not to use his sword, knowing Xiao Xingchen would recognize it

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Lan Xichen from MDZS

Submission: Pay your respects to the captain of the WangXian ship! Those idiots would keep pining for another 13282627 years if it weren't for him!

Sha Hualing from SVSSS

Submission: Her cringefail losergirl swag has captivated me

Wen Ning from MDZS

Submission emitted for potential character hate

Chose kindness again and again - sheltering Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng from the other Wens, sacrificing himself with his sister to save Wei Wuxian and the Wen Remnants - only to inadvertently/paritally cause Wei Wuxian’s downfall & the seige on the Burial Mounds with his own hands by killing Jin Zixuan (not of his own will, btw). Another tragic character who sacrificed and put himself at risk to protect people who died anyway

Gongyi Xiao from SVSSS

Submission: He is such a Good Person who didn't deserve his fate :(

Mianmian / Luo Qingyang from MDZS

Girlboss instantly shut down the misogynists in her clan by leaving without hesitation. Iconic work.

Wiki Link

Six Balls from SVSSS

Submission: When he was born he weighed as much as six balls. Current ball number unknown.

#svsss #mxtx #mdzs #tgcf #tumblr tournament #brackets #character tournament #mxtx side characters round 1 #mxtx side characters tournament #mxtx side character brackets

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nocompromise-noregrets · 3 months

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Empty Vessel-'verse headcanons: Thranduil

So, approximately a million years ago (as in, LAST MAY OH MY GOD) I did a poll asking who I should do headcanons for in My Heart Is An Empty Vessel-'verse. Thranduil won by a long way, and I sat down to write them down...and then completely forgot to post them. Then @tildabardsdotter11 commented on the poll post the other day to ask for Tilda, and I remembered again. So here is Thranduil, and Tilda is coming up next!

Westron is his third language, and although he’s fairly fluent, probably from the Last Alliance, he hasn’t had occasion to speak it in a very long time, hence how formally he speaks: he does not use contractions, he has a distinct accent, he speaks quite slowly, and sometimes he has to ask for a word, or make one up.

He gives absolutely everyone he cares about Sindarin nicknames. Bard and Auriel (his wife) are both ‘meleth-nín’ (my love) and Auriel is also ‘calan-nín’ (my light-of-day), while Maudie (Bard’s wife) is ‘galad-nín’ (my sunlight/sunshine); Sigrid is ‘melinettë-nín’ (my dear girl), Bain is ‘maethor-nín’ (my warrior), Tilda is ‘pen-neth’ (little one, literally young one), Lotta (Bain’s wife) is ‘dess-muin-nín’ (my dear young maiden, although Lotta says it never really suited her and it really doesn’t once she’s properly grown up, but she loves it anyway), Brand is ‘brôg-tithen-nín’ (my little bear), and his sister Astrid is ’fileg-nín’ (my little bird). I don’t know what he calls Brand’s other sister Ingrid, it hasn’t come up yet. And of course Legolas is ‘lass-nín’ (my leaf). Tauriel is ’hanariel-nín’ (my niece, literally ‘brother-daughter’) because he and Auriel adopted her when she was very small, and she called them ‘adarhanar’ and ‘adarmuinthel’ (uncle and aunt, literally father-brother and father-sister).

He did not want or mean to close himself away from his children after Auriel died, but he found he couldn’t help himself; he was so devastated by her death that he could do nothing else. He has regretted this ever since, and he is determined to do better this time around.

He is terrified of what will happen when Bard dies (with good reason, as it turns out), but he is determined to at least try and take the family’s advice and try to deal with his grief as the humans do, by remembering the lost loved ones, talking about them, sharing stories and eventually learning to smile at the thought of them.

He rules entirely alone, without councillors or advisers. Feren is his lieutenant, but only in military matters (although he does end up acting as regent while Thranduil spends all the time he can in Dale).

He is not an alcoholic or a party animal. He likes his wine, that’s all. There’s a difference.

He is very wise, and very powerful; how else has he managed to hold off the creeping evil from Dol Guldur for so long? He learned magic from Melian and uses it to maintain the wards and enchantments on the Woodland Realm.

He was born and spent his earliest years in Doriath, where his father was high up in the court of Thingol and Melian. Auriel was the King and Queen’s adopted daughter (her birth parents were one of the court ladies and Celegorm, don’t ask, she doesn’t like it), and the pair of them were betrothed by their fathers, despite not having very much time for each other; they decided to make a go of it and ended up very deeply in love.

Dior was a friend of his, and for a short while rather more than that - but only for a short while. Nobody knows about this except Auriel and, much much later, also Bard.

After the fall of Doriath, they went East with Thranduil’s parents and eventually settled in the Greenwood, assimilating into the Silvan population there.

Legolas was born in roughly TA1900, and was only a child when his mother died in battle at the gates of Gundabad. Thranduil could not reach her body to bring her home and bury her; all he could salvage was her white knives (which she had forged herself in Doriath) which he took from the body of an Orc who had thought to steal them. Later, Legolas carries them as a blessing and protection from his mother.

Thranduil received his dragonfire injuries in battle some time in the Second Age but before the Last Alliance. Elrond was also there, and treated him on the battlefield, then he and Auriel spent several years in Imladris while Thranduil healed and learned the glamour that hides his wounds from Elrond and Gandalf. This is why he doesn’t particularly like either of them; he feels indebted to them and his pride finds that very difficult to take.

He was not expecting what happened in Dale; he was not being altruistic when he turned up with his army and his wagons full of supplies for the Lake-town refugees, all he cared about was getting back his wife’s gems (she had taken them to the Dwarves to commission something like the necklace she had made herself, to be made from the remaining gems, but then she fell in battle and Thranduil didn’t go back for a long time, by which point the Dwarves, several generations later, had forgotten the arrangement that had been made). But there was something about the Dragonslayer and his simple, straightforward honour and his determination to do right by his people, that broke through the walls of ice that Thranduil had built around himself over the centuries. After that they went pretty much head over heels for each other in five minutes flat, as Sigrid likes to put it.

There are probably more, but I can't remember them off the top of my head - I'll come back and reblog this with additions if I think of them!

#lotr #the hobbit #the hobbit fanfiction #the hobbit fanfic #thranduil #bard/thranduil #barduil #my heart is an empty vessel #headcanons #empty vessel-'verse headcanons #my writing

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themultifandomgal · 2 years

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Alfie Solomons-Family Tea

Today I have invited my brothers, sister, aunt and cousin for tea at mine and Alfie's home

"Alf can you pass me some plates?" I ask my husband as I'm putting down the cutlery

"You could have asked a maid YN to do this"

"I know, but tonight is going to be special" I smile up at Alfie

"Oh it will be special alright" Alfie mumbles. I roll my eyes at him

"Alfie. Please play nice. Don't hit Arthur or Tommy. If they are idiots let me hit them, but you keep your hands to yourself" I playfully poke

"Don't I always play nice?"

"No Alf you really don't. Need I remind you about this morning?" I cross my arms

"Oh come on love. He'll wake up. Granted he won't have any teeth left, but he'll be a wiser man for it"

"Hmm" i hum in response.

Tea is almost ready when the door to mine and Alfie's house opens

"Alright let's get this over with" I hear Arthur grunt

"Something we can agree on" Alfie mumbles

"Alf help me bring the food into the dinning room please" I kiss Alfie's cheek. I leave our kitchen and go to greet my family

"Evenin YN" John says hugging me

"We're having tea in the dining room" I show my brothers, aunt and cousin to the dining room. I help Alfie bring out all the food and we all sit down

"I have to admit I do miss your cooking" Finn says after taking a bite of the food

"Aye what's wrong with my cooking?" aunt Poll says offended

"Nothin but YN's is so good" Finn replies making me giggle

"So why are we here?" Tommy asks taking a sip of his whiskey

"I can't have my family over for a lovely meal, that I have been slaving over all day, and it mean nothin?"

"No 'cause you wouldn't have Arthur and Alfie in the same room for no reason" Ada now speaks. I look at Alfie and sigh

"Ok well.. there is something I want to talk to you all about"

"Oh no" Michael says with a worried expression

"So?" John gestures with his hand for me to continue

"Errm, ok so me and Alfie are gonna be parents" I say nervously. I hear Arthur put his whiskey glass down a little to hard, I'm surprised the glass didn't break

"So you and Alfie are getting a dog, that's lovely YN" Tommy claps his hands smiling at me, but I know it's not a genuine smile as he doesn't want to hear that I'm pregnant

"Well yeah I guess, but we're also having a baby Tom" Tommy chuckles. I look at. Alfie confused, but he just shrugs at me

"I'm sorry, but I thought you just said your and Alfie are having a baby, 'cause if that's true then you and him have had...."

"Yes Tommy we all know how you have a baby" Ada rolls her eyes "congratulations to you both" I smile at Ada grateful that my younger sister is happy for me

"Thank you"

"Poll?" I look at my aunt with a worried expression

"I'm happy for you. Have you had any sickness?"

"Yeah unfortunately"

"Ginger biscuits. You hear that Alfie. Tomorrow you go out and buy YN ginger biscuits"

"Yes mam"

"So you're actually pregnant?" John says

"I am and we're really happy"

"Well then, I guess we can't be to mad. You are married after all what did we expect. Right boys?" Arthur and Tommy grunt. I mouth 'thank you' to John

"Let's make a toast, to the newest Shelby child" Michael raises his glass

"Shelby? his or her name will be Solomons"

"Yes but, they will always be a Shelby by heart. Good luck with that Alfie. I almost feel bad for you dealing with two Shelbys" Tommy smirks

"What are you on about?"

"Have you not met Johns kids?" Arthur now laughs

"They're joking Alf" I kiss Alfies cheek then look at my brothers with a smile knowing Alfie really is going to have his work cut for him.

#alfie solomons x y/n #alfie solomons x reader #alfie solomons #peaky blinders reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders sister #peaky blinders

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best-underrated-anime · 2 months

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Best Underrated Anime Group I Round 3: #I5 vs #I6

#I5: Comfort-food anime, 4 guys managing a cafe

#I6: Highschoolers babysit kids—funny and sweet.

Details and poll under the cut!

#I5: Rokuhou-dou Yotsuiro Biyori

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Summary:

Kyousui “Sui” Tougoku inherits a traditional Japanese-style cafe called Rokuhoudou from his grandfather, which he manages alongside Gregorio “Gure” Valentino, Tokitaka Nagae, and Tsubaki Nakao. Their hospitality par excellence undoubtedly turns any one-time visitor into a regular. Having gone through their own share of trials and tribulations, the staff at this modest cafe do their best to serve their customers—whether it be through tea, sweets, or even helping with the various troubles one may have.

Although most days pass pleasantly, the small world of Sui and his friends takes an unexpected path when their reputation as a cafe flourishes overnight.

Propaganda:

The overall calming atmosphere of the café and the peace good food can bring—this forms the basis of the human interaction happening at Rokuhoudou, the café. We see people finding comfort in the food they have while at the café, and it seriously so sweet. A lot of people might enjoy this.

Trigger Warnings: None.

#I6: School Babysitters (Gakuen Babysitters)

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Summary:

After losing both parents in a fatal plane crash, teenager Ryuuichi Kashima must adjust to his new life as the guardian of his younger brother Kotarou. Although Ryuuichi is able to maintain a friendly and kindhearted demeanor, Kotarou is a reserved toddler still too young to understand the reality of the situation. At their parents' funeral, they are approached by Youko Morinomiya, the stern chairman of an elite academy, who decides to take them under her care.

However, there is one condition Ryuuichi must fulfill in exchange for a roof over their heads and enrolment in the school—he must become the school's babysitter. In an effort to support the female teachers at the academy, a babysitter's club was established to look after their infant children; unfortunately, the club is severely short-staffed, so now not only is Ryuuichi responsible for his little brother, but also a handful of toddlers who possess dynamic personalities.

Propaganda 1:

It is one of the cutest slice-of-life shows, with some really sweet moments. It’s a bit sad that not many people know about it, because it is a very lovely show. Some downright hilarious moments with almost all lovable characters, each with their own quirks, and some unexpected, yet awesome friendships.

Propaganda 2:

It’s definitely one of my comfort shows. Cute, little slice of life where you see the activities of the kids in the club. (They’re super adorable and the stuff they do is so funny.) The bond between Kashima and his little brother, Kotaro, is so sweet, and I love seeing him open up to his new-found family.

Trigger Warnings:

Deaths in MC’s family, which are mostly mentioned in reference to grief. Nothing explicit or graphic. Also, one side character gets overly excited and has nosebleeds around the kids. It’s played for laughs, but at least he’s called out for it being weird. Lastly, there is a pedophile side character, and the other characters think he’s gross and find him uncomfortable to be with.

When reblogging and adding your own propaganda, please tag me @best-underrated-anime so that I’ll be sure to see it.

If you want to criticize one of the shows above to give the one you’re rooting for an advantage, then do so constructively. I do not tolerate groundless hate or slander on this blog. If I catch you doing such a thing in the notes, be it in the tags or reblogs, I will block you.

Know one of the shows above and not satisfied with how it’s presented in this tournament? Just fill up this form, where you can submit revisions for taglines, propaganda, trigger warnings, and/or video.

#anime #best underrated anime #polls #poll tournament #tournament #anime tournament #animation #group stage #group stage round 3 #tournament polls #rokuhoudou yotsuiro biyori #rokuhou-dou yotsuiro biyori #school babysitters #gakuen babysitters #group i

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 1 year

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More Backup Eclipse OCs time because polls are upcoming. (This one is long, there’s eight backups instead of five like usual.)

Starburst: Activates in Kill Code/Moon when Eclipse gets put into a lab. Has some of the memories that Eclipse does but not nearly all of them. Personality is similar to Eclipse’s in terms of temper and obsessive but more open and much more loving and kind. When he activates, Starburst trips over his feet in the mindscape and makes himself known by accidentally taking control of the vocals with a yelp. This causes KC to go in and investigate, only to find a tiny backup in his and Moon’s head. He puts this backup in his own body to see what he can do, which unfortunately leads to KC deeming him useless and locking him in a room alone. When Blood Moon finds him lurking around where they shouldn’t, they’re horrified to see their baby brother heavily injured and skittish hiding in a corner. Blood Moon takes Starburst to the daycare, getting to a similar greeting of near death via Sun until they hurriedly explains that they seek safety for their baby brother.

Seyfert: Activates quietly in Moon’s gaming computer. Technically him and Cosmos are twins, made and hidden at the same time and activate around the same time. Seyfert just kinda tapped on the screen of the computer when Moon came back from helping with getting Cosmos into a body and Moon now has to extract him into a body too. Seyfert is a little more closed off, having much more of Eclipse’s personality than his twin, but is greatly attached to his twin and his brothers.

Meteor Shower: Activates at the same time as his twin in Good Eclipse. How they got there? Eclipse refuses to answer. How he travelled dimensions? Also unanswered. But Meteor Shower is such a nice bot nobody minds having him around. He got all of Eclipse’s abandonment issues, unfortunately, but no memories to go with it. Good Eclipse and Shooting Star and even Backup Moon are his best friends and family. Lunar gathers that title as well shortly after meeting. Him and Shooting Star follow Good Eclipse around like little ducklings, which has earned Good Eclipse the title of ‘Mama Duck Eclipse’ from Lunar and Backup Moon.

Shooting Star: Activates quite chaotically in Good Eclipse. Lots of screaming and crying and fear of being in someone’s mind. But once Backup Moon is able to calm everyone down and transfer the twins into their own bodies, Shooting Star is quite calm, though easily startled. He has all of Eclipse’s trauma dumped into him with no personality buffer, so he’s very closed off and easily frightened. Good Eclipse treats Shooting Star and Meteor Shower as his children, he loves them both very much.

Heaven: A backup that activates in Solar Flare. Solar Flare brings this issue to KC first, rather than Eclipse himself. KC takes Heaven out of Solar Flare and deems him useless and tosses him to Blood Moon as a ‘toy’. The twins happily tear him apart, only to realize he doesn’t have any memory or personality afterwards and they try to backpedal. Once KC is gone and Solar Flare is off watching Monty again, the twins carefully take Heaven up to the lab and plead with Eclipse to fix him. Eclipse does this, he doesn’t want to see his backups in pain or dying and he understands that the twins were in bloodlust when they hurt Heaven. When Heaven is fixed, Blood Moon takes him to the daycare and leaves him in the naptime area because they’re scared of hurting him again and they want him to be safe. Heaven is quite heavily attached to Sun, who found him, and quite easily startled.

Astro: Activates in an alley, only to be kidnapped immediately by scientists and taken for experimentation. Astro is heavily traumatized, wiped over and over during his stay as a mechanical lab rat. He loses his left leg during this time, a way for them to keep him contained. Moon is simply letting off stress when he burns down the scientist’s lab, he doesn’t know Astro is in there. Thankfully, Astro doesn’t die during this fire, but Moon finds him trying to crawl out of the wreckage. Moon, terrified of having nearly killed him, immediately takes him home and gives him a nanobot prosthetic leg. Astro needs a lot of physical therapy as well as emotional therapy for what he’s gone through. He clings to Moon, Moon was the first person to treat him not as an experiment.

Quark: Quark activates as a part of the Main Stage’s projections. He can’t leave the Main Stage for a long time after being activated. Moon finds him crying alone on a nightly patrol and transfers him into a body, though he’s been stuck on the stage for nearly a month already and is quite shaky trusting others because nobody found him before then. He still sometimes hides in the Main Stage area, only getting found by Moon, who always looks for him. Quark is quite tiny, shorter than Lunar even, but incredibly wide-eyed and sweet to the people he loves.

Chthonian: Activates in Servant Sun before Moon comes to the dimension. Still nobody knows how Eclipse was travelling dimensions to do this. Lord Eclipse sees that Chthonian activated and immediately pulls him into a body of his own, treating him as a pet along with Servant Sun. Servant Sun is quite attached to Chthonian, he sees him as his child and will attempt to protect him from Lord Eclipse’s abuse. The buffer doesn’t stop Lord Eclipse, however, and Chthonian gets horribly abused along with Servant Sun. When Moon comes to the dimension, Servant Sun shoves Chthonian at him when he’s about to leave, pleading to take him somewhere safe. Moon ends up taking both of them home with him.

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dreamingdaysblog · 1 year

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The Peaky Blinders soft side (part 3)

After your terrible seizure Tommy had held a family meeting, debriefing everyone and sternly explaining your new medication regime and instructions he had diligently taken from the doctor. Polly and Michael would sort that out quickly and keep a close eye on you at home. The rest of the boys were to check on you at work and not let anyone ask any questions about your health. Word was spreading. Polly had sat down with you sternly and told you that you speak up the moment anything is wrong.

And that is how you ended up knocking on Tommys office door one morning a few months later. He waved you in and took off his glasses. “What can I do for you” he said looking up from his desk. As soon as he moved his eyes he jumped up, leaning on his desk. “Y/n” he questioned worriedly. Tommy I don’t feel well, you say shakily, feeling the nerves of uttering those words made the world blur around you. Tommy moved from his prior position of leaning on his desk towards you quickly. “Alright, it’s alright love” he said in a tone you only remember him using once before. You closed your eyes, remembering him crooning at you while hovering over you the first time this happened.

“Sweetheart, open your eyes for me, ey” he said ducking his head down to try and meet your gaze. “What do you need? Are you going to have a seizure?” His hand came to rest on your head and he frowned, noting the heat and tightening his grip. “Are you ill? Ey?” Tommy murmured. You were unsure what to say, your heart raced, your face hotter and hotter and your bones aching, your vision blurring. I….don’t know I just…” Tommy was listening to you intently, nodding and wasn’t really prepared for you to suddenly collapse, but you did. Knees buckling and head slamming into his chest he almost didn’t catch you, shooting down with you and collecting you up in his biceps, gathering you into a laying down position and resting you on his knee. “There we go, alright, good girl” he murmured into your unconscious ear. “ARTHUR” he bellowed- he normally wouldn’t ask for help with anything, but he knew he may need a second pair of hands here. A few seconds later tommys door almost flew off it’s hinges. “Tom, Tom where are you” Arthur shouted, hands on his gun. “Oi, shhh, down here Arthur, can you get me a pillow?” Arthur rushed beside Tommys desk and when his eyes fell upon the scene his pupils widened. He grabbed a pillow from Tommys sofa and crouched by your head. You were still resting on Tommy’s knee, he was holding your neck and your upper back and leaning over you. “Shall I call poll?” Arthur asked worried but calm. “I think…” Tommy trailed off as you jostled in his arms.

“Love, are you alright, ey, can you look at me?” Tommy asked, relatively shocked at your stirring. “Mmmm” you whined. Tommy smiled as your eyes opened “there we are”. “Sweetheart, Are you alright?” Arthur asked, also shocked but relieved. “Hot” you slurred, not quite coming to your senses yet. Tommy pressed the back of his hand to your burning head again, tutting as he felt the radiating heat. “Arthur bring me a towel and some water, she’s running a fever.” He said knowingly. Arthur returned with a towel and water jug, “I’m going to get Polly, are you ok here?” He asked. “Yeah, thanks brother, bring that chair over and lift her legs onto it ey?” said Tommy. “Just a little cold sweetheart” he said, placing the cold towel on your head and dabbing water on your face. This roused you enough to open your eyes. “Fuck” you said staring at the ceiling once again. Tommy cracked a small smile. “There she is.” You wiped your face but felt no blood, your muscles weren’t stiff either. “What happened?” You asked. “You fainted, you have a fever, you should have stayed home, ey” Tommy said, becoming stern on the latter part of his sentence. “I’m sorry” you cringed, trying to move. “Nonono, easy” Tommy said, “we don’t want you fainting again now do we?” He moved your head into his lap, laying you flatter, your legs still propped up. “To get the blood back to your head” tommy explained when he caught you staring at your Mary Jane’s way above you.“Are you alright love?” He questioned his eyes staring down into yours.“Yes, thankyou Tommy, I’m sorry I didn’t say sooner, I don’t feel well” you whispered. Tommy cracked another small smile “I can see that” he said. “Shall we get you up?” He hugged you into his chest and lifted you bridal style, placing you on the sofa and putting a pillow under your head. He pulled up a chair above your head and smoothed your hair over with the wet towel, hovering over you. He murmured lowly into your ear for a few minutes, praising you for being safe and coming to find him, telling you it would all be alright and you’d feel better soon.

Polly burst in, rolling up her sleeves preparing for the worst. She stopped when she saw you laying on the sofa, no blood on your face, with your eyes open. “She just fainted poll, she just fainted” Tommy said not taking his eyes off your flushed face. “Poll she has a raging fever.” Polly breathed out in relief, “get that coat off”, she ordered as soon as she saw your face. “And get her some tea Arthur, make it sweet.” She crouched next to you, “sweetheart” she smiled. “You’re okay, no seizures, I told you those new pills would work.” You bit your lip “I thought it was going to happen again” you said quietly. “But it didn’t love” said Tommy “we need to get that fever down though, I’m taking you back home” he didn’t wait for Arthur’s tea, but swept you up in his arms again gently. He strolled through the shop, ignoring the dropped jaws of staff and customers, you closed your eyes with embarrassment. Polly followed behind, Arthur ran after her still holding the teacup. He threw it back into the room, not caring about the shatter and closed the door.

Arthur sat in the back with your head on his lap, stroking your hair, you really did feel so awful. Embarrassment but relief swept over you- at least only Tommy and Arthur saw this. Tommy gave you the option of walking from the car this time but between him and Arthur holding you tightly you hardly did any walking yourself. Polly opened her front door. Tommy and Arthur led you straight upstairs “into bed with you” said Arthur lifting your legs up as tommy put an extra pillow by your shoulders. “Out boys” Polly ordered, tommy glared at her but didn’t question womens buisiness. Polly turned sweetly, let’s get you cooler, she tenderly helped you out of everything but your slip and rested another wet rag on your head, provided by Arthur’s hand, which had fumbled through the door- he was not looking. Tommy however was obviously more bold, he strolled in as Polly tutted “it’s okay poll, I’m sure he’s seen worse from me” you laughed, heaving out a wheezy cough. Tommy winced. “I’ve called a doctor to come have a look at you.” He smoothed your wet hair under the rag. Polly slid out the room and ushered a confused Arthur downstairs. Smirking all the way.

“You’re alright love, it’s all alright” Tommy murmured lowly after taking a seat next to you, he was convincing himself if anything. After the heartbreaking and near death scene of last time he was so throughly relieved he almost couldn’t stop smiling down at you. “I’m sorry Tommy, I’m so embarrassed” you mumbled. “Sweetheart, don’t be. You’re under our protection now.”Tommy said seriously. “I think you should rest before the doctor looks at you, I’m just so glad you’re alright.” “Thankyou Tommy, so much” you said closing your eyes. You peeked through an eyelid after a few minuites, finding Tommy staring at you still. “Go back to work, I’m okay” you smiled. “I’m taking the day off to deal with family business and I’m staying right in this room” came the firm reply as Tommy took the bowl of water and re-wet the rag, placing it back on your head. “That really is a nasty fever.” He furrowed his eyebrows. Arthur crept in with tea and water. “Polly says you need to drink this” he smiled, you moved up to get the cup but Arthur was already kneeling beside you and guiding it towards your mouth. “Thankyou, both” you said, rather sleepy now. “Close your eyes, good girl” Tommy soothed as his big hand rested on your forehead and his thumb rubbed up and down. After a few minutes of Tommy murmuring lowly into your ear, soothing and comforting you your breath evened out. “There we go” Tommy whispered, he couldn’t help but admire your figure and your beauty, even pale and sweating your hair curled angelically and your thick and long eyelashes made him melt. Your white and gold slip with lace at the top, high cut and strappy nearly made him forget himself. Arthur chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. “Wipe the dribble off your chin Tom, Michael is keen for her you know” he said “in his dreams” tommy replied, looking you up and town tenderly.

#peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders #fainting #hurt/comfort

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halliescomut · 1 year

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I'm not surprised necessarily, but I am a bit surprised at the lead that Waan/Tul had....I'm still working on my full post about their relationship, but for funsies once that's done I might do a quick little series suggestion. Like a short little concept for the series as a whole with episode breakdowns. So for some more fun how about another poll... Who would you want to see for the second couple??

Now this is an interesting one since Cooheart does appear in Until We Meet Again, but since his character is dead....we could technically keep this acting pair together. No clear ideas for the couple dynamic/story.

We could pair Santa with a new actor, for this one I'm feeling that Wiew ends up going to college in Chonburi, maybe living with Waan, or in the hotel (which is a very specific trope that I really love for some reason). Love interest could be anything character wise, maybe another employee, maybe a fellow student, another long-term guest, who's to say??

Wiew/Don-Now I was hesitant, because I can't for sure get an idea of the age difference here, but seeing as Win and Dean are the same age, their brothers have to be fairly close in age. It's been a minute, but I think that Don is still in high school, but I could be wrong there. If so...maybe roommates to lovers while they're attending university together in Chonburi??

Entirely new couple, I'm seeing hotel employee romance, some workplace comedy vibes, maybe Tul does some matchmaking (honestly I can see that from Tul) while he's visiting Waan. I picked Fort and Oat for this because they're already signed to Wabi Sabi, but I do think they'd be a cute couple. They both had secondary roles in My Only 12%.

Finally, Del/?- So since we do love a connected story, we could bring Dean's sister into it, add a GL element, which is an idea I'm fond of. Del is still played by Pineare, and as her love interest I picked Aomsin, partly because she's also signed to Wabi Sabi, but also because she often has a badass vibe in her Instagram. I'm kind of thinking Del's going through a 'rebellious phase' she leaves school and gets a job at the hotel as like a holdover, kind of handed to her by her parents, since they have that connection (but she's still doing an excellent job, she takes pride in her work). Aomsin's character is someone she meets through work, she's out & proud, Del is intrigued by this very unapologetically herself person. She wants to get to know her. I'd personally stay away from gay panic and move more towards demiromantic/demisexual. Have this be the first time Del's had this more intense attraction toward anyone. I like the idea of juxtaposing the relationship of Waan/Tul (who in my head are two gays settled in their sexual identity) with Del in this new relationship, where you do have someone questioning, but not with the panic/fear.

So what do you think....to be honest, I think you could talk me into any of these with a good enough hook.

#Between Us #Between Us the series #Until We Meet Again #UWMA the series #Thai BL #BL drama #BL series #BL Poll #santa pongsapak #pineare pannin #aomsin waratchaya #cooheart #fort wayupak #oat tharathon #mix wanut #waan x tul #waantul #oreo puwanai #yacht patsit

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corrodedseraphine · 1 year

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playlist | #5 with you nobody else here

pairing: eddie munson x henderson!reader

summary: Just when you thought the boy you were in love with all through high school was gone, he suddenly reappears as your little brother's friend. Fate has once again decided to join your paths, however, everything turns out to be a bit complicated. Will Eddie Munson's sudden return to your life bring with it even more changes?

the story is also avaliable on ao3

masterlist | eddie munson masterlist | general masterlist

songs which I used in this chapter: Måneskin - THE LONELIEST | Guns N' Roses - Don't Cry | Metallica - The Unforgiven | Till Lindemann - That's My Heart

The last few days have been tough and it doesn't look like it's going to change, so I am sorry if this chapter isn't good. Adult life sucks, unfortunately I won't have as much time to write as I always had, but I'm not going to stop! I'll keep posting just not as often as recently.

My writing schedule looks like I'm writing one chapter and then one oneshot, and so on in rotation, so the next thing I'll publish will be the oneshot with Eddie that you guys chose in the poll, for which I thank you very much!

"That's what I thought I'd find you here." he said sitting down next to you on an old wooden picnic table in the middle of the forest. "You weren't at the cafeteria."

"I just- I needed to get some air." You said quickly wiping tears from your cheeks.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked moving closer to you. Feeling the warmth beating from him you wanted more. You thought about how wonderful it would be to be able to hug him. To disappear in his arms.

"I have no idea, it's all so stupid and messed up. I'm pathetic." You said, resting your forehead against the table top.

"You're not pathetic by showing emotions." After a moment, you felt his hand slowly and gently land on your shoulder, which he began stroking. Silently communicating what he wanted to say. I'm here for you and don't want to hurt you. Being in Eddie's company was always easy. He was a source of positive energy which he infected everyone close to him. When the mood was right for jokes he made everyone around him cry with laughter and clutch their stomachs in pain because of it. When worse times came, he never left anyone behind. Everyone could count on him. He wanted you to know that you did, too. It wasn't the first time he had seen your vulnerable side. You usually managed to defend yourself when a group of cheerleaders chose you as their target. You usually had no problem fending them off and protecting yourself from all the words out of their mouths that flew at you like knives. Sometimes, however, there were days when you didn't have the strength to do so. When you were so tired of it all and fate served you kicks in the stomach from the very beginning of the day you didn't care. They could stab you in the back as much as they wanted and you let them. What you didn't show, however, was that on those days all the words they said hit you with redoubled force and stayed there for a long time. Eddie Munson was a great observer, especially when it came to people he cared about. Despite the fact that you didn't know it, you were one of the people he cared about extremely deeply, which is why he was watching you much more often than others. He knew perfectly well when you were capable of handling an enemy attack and when you were not. Therefore, when you had your moment of weakness he always sprang into action. Loud and annoying to most people in the school, he jumped up on the tables drawing everyone's attention, thus giving you a chance to escape the battlefield. Eddie Munson was not just an observer. Eddie Munson was also a shield. A huge piece of indestructible material with which he shielded everyone in need. Eddie Munson was a protector, which is why in his presence you felt you could afford to be weak.

"I hate cheerleaders." you said after a long moment. "I hate how they feel superior to everyone just because they look pretty. I hate how almost every day they try to prove to me in a brutal way that I'm worse because I don't have a supermodel figure or a face like from a magazine cover. I hate the fact that I'm starting to believe them."

"Nuh uh," he began, pressing you tighter against him. "I won't let those venomous vipers poison your brain. You know very well that you're stronger than all that crap."

"It's damn hard, especially when you have PE with a team captain who doesn't spare her comments. Even though people hear and see how she treats others no one does anything about it because everyone is in love with her."

"I'm not in love with her." he replied quickly shrugging his shoulders.

"Sure." You snorted. "The whole school is buzzing with rumors after they saw you two together at the lover's lake." You didn't mean to sound rude. Eddie just wanted to comfort you and console you, and you were repaying something like that. But you couldn't help it, every time you thought about what people said about their meeting jealousy burned you from the inside out. "I'm sorry." You mumbled.

"It's okay." He said taking his hand from your shoulder. Feeling the coldness in that place, you immediately regretted what you had said. Cursing yourself in spirit and being convinced that this was the reason why he stopped hugging you, in silence, you watched as he pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil form his backpack and started drawing something. "Do you want to hear the secret?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah."

"The meeting was on business purposes. No matter how hopeless they are, the rich kids at Hawkins High love to waste their parents' money on pot." Now knowing the real reason for their meeting made you even more stupid for believing the rumors. "And something tells me that when the dear captain of the cheerleading squad comes for another dose the price will be doubled by then." He smiled to himself without taking his eyes off the paper.

You were used to the fact that he often drew while talking to other people. Mutlitasking allowed him to focus on two things at once. Usually it was D&D-related paintings or some chaotic doodling during a sudden surge of inspiration. This time it was a rose. A small sketch of a rose that, after a while, he slid towards you.

"A beautiful rose, for a beautiful girl." he said, smiling. "So that you will always remember about it."

Tears flowed into your eyes anew, but this time they were not sad tears. They were tears of affection. This also did not escape his attention. "It's okay now." he said embracing you again, and in an emotional move you hugged him snuggling your face into the bend of his neck.

From that moment on, every time he saw the shameful venom-filled tentacles lingering in your mind he wanted to run up to you and shout right into your eyes that none of this was true. He wanted to tell you that you deserved to know that you were beautiful. That even when a dark shadow of fatigue forms under your eyes and you don't have the strength to put on makeup in the morning he can't take his eyes off you. But not having the courage, he turned his words into drawings of flowers, which were a silent reminder that Eddie Munson was your shield, and when you needed it, his arms were the walls of a mighty fortress that offered you shelter when everything was against you.

Tonight promised to be a good night. Tom suggested that since you didn't want to go alone with him and his friends to parties you should take someone with you. With that, a not-so-happy Robin sat with you on the living room couch sipping a drink and people-watching. You were grateful for her company. When your boyfriend disappeared somewhere in the crowd, this time you had someone to talk to and didn't feel so alone. When you had a few more drinks you got up from the couch to dance a little and sweat out the acquired percentages. For the first time in a very long time you had fun.

By the time the moment came when you both felt you'd had enough alcohol and loud music, and Robin was tripping over her own feet too often, you decided it was time to go home. She said she would call Steve and wait for you in front of the house, while you went to find Tom in the meantime. Pushing your way up the stairs you went upstairs hearing him and his friends in one of the rooms.

"Hi babe!" he greeted you getting up from the floor he was sitting on. "We were just playing truth and dare, wanna join?"

"I came to say that Robin and I want to go home already, I thought you would come back with us." you said quietly hoping the rest of the company wouldn't hear it.

"So early? The party is just getting started! I thought you had a good time, I even let you bring Buckley with you."

"I had a good time, it's just a shame that once again without you." you sighed. "Why don't you come back with us and stay with me for the night?" You put your hands on his shoulders. Whenever you drank you became very affectionate, and you also needed more tenderness from others than usual.

"How about staying with me until the end of the party and then we'll go back to your place?"

"Can't you make an exception for once?"

"Oh come on Tommy! We just started playing, you can't leave us!" one of the girls sitting in the circle shouted. "If she wants to go back let her go alone, no one will miss her."

"Excuse me?" you asked surprised by her reaction. Taking a closer look at her, you tried to associate her face from somewhere, but couldn't connect it to anything. She must have been new to the party.

"I mean, from what I've heard you're not considered the social butterfly." the girl rolled her eyes. "Unlike Tommy."

"Tommy?" That was all you could get out of yourself. You may not have gotten along well lately, but a strange girl diminutively calling your boyfriend started your imagination. Suddenly you began to wonder what really was going on at parties when you left early or didn't go there at all.

"Don't you know your boyfriend's name?" she asked sarcastically. "I'm not surprised that he complains about you so much,"

"I think we don't know each other enough for you to have an opinion about it." you replied.

"I've heard enough to know what the situation is like, come on! Look at you! You're really shocked that he'd rather stay here with us than go home with someone like you? When was the last time you looked in the mirror?"

"Aren't you going to say anything?" you turned to Tom who was just watching your exchange of words.

"I mean...Lisa is kinda right. Maybe it's finally time to change a few things in your look, going to the gym hasn't hurt anyone yet," he replied quietly.

"I remind you that two years ago, when we started being together you didn't mind how I looked! And nothing changed since then!" you exclaimed. You were hurt. The only person who should be on your side turned out to be the one who stabbed you in the back with the ultimate knife. Feeling tears gather to your eyes you turned away from them and headed toward the stairs.

"Y/n!" you heard him call you and after a moment you felt a strong squeeze on your wrist.

"Come on! Don't be angry."

"You are fucking serious now?!" you shouted turning toward him.

"Why are you crying? Don't be pathetic, nothing serious happened."

"Nothing serious? You just let me be insulted by your friends like that, you didn't even lift a finger to help me!"

"You didn't ask for it!"

"It was so hard to guess?!" you were fed up. Fed up with his behavior, fed up with his lack of support, fed up with the way you felt so damn lonely despite the fact that he was your boyfriend. Not having the desire or strength to argue further, you snatched your wrist from his hand and left the house without a word. All the time replaying that situation in your head, you felt rage blowing you apart from the inside. You felt like screaming. You wanted to scream until all the negative emotions left you, but you could not. All that was left was a silent scream in your head.

"Steve didn't answer, so I thought I'd ask Eddie- Hey! What happened over there?" Robin asked, seeing you nervously tighten your lips, and the tears wouldn't stop flying from your eyes.

"Can we just go now?" you said opening the passenger side door. They sent each other questioning glances and also got into the car. They sent each other questioning glances and also got into the car.

"Y/n please, you are starting to worry me, and this silence scares me." said Robin finally, stepping forward so that she could grab your hand.

"This is the last party I ever went to with him. I'm sick of it. Enough." you said in a breaking voice.

"Hey, it's okay! You have a right to be tired of this situation." she said. "You're safe, no one will judge you here. You can tell us what happened, right, Eddie?"

"Of course!" he nodded, trying to sound as neutral as possible. He couldn't show how much he wanted to know what had happened, nor could he show how much he wanted to stop now, and wipe all the angst off your cheeks, say whatever you needed to hear to comfort you. But then you started talking about what happened. Hearing about how you were treated he felt like turning back and punching Tom. To yell in his face that he doesn't deserve you, that he's an idiot since he doesn't care about you the way he should, that he's definitely not worth your tears and all the sadness you have inside because of him. But he couldn't. All he could do was silently listen to your silent sobs as you explained everything while clenching his hands on the steering wheel angrily until the knuckles turned white.

"What a fucking asshole." Robin said as if reading his mind. "Eddie can you turn back? I feel like showing him up close what I think of him." Of course he could turn back. Of course whatever she wanted to do he wouldn't even stop her. More than that, he would help her with pleasure.

"No." you said quietly. And when he looked at you and saw the saddest expression on your face in the world his heart broke. He also realized that you didn't need revenge now. You needed support and to feel that someone cared about you. Eddie was more than happy to show you that he is this kind of person.

"Do you have any plans now?" he asked. "Or do you want to go home?" you just looked at him waiting for him to develop the thought. "I just thought that maybe- that maybe you don't want to be alone right now." he sent you a quick glance. "So if you guys feel like it, we can go to my place to watch some movie or do whatever makes you feel better."

You agreed. In this way you managed to watch half a horror movie before the sounds of screaming began to be drowned out by Robin's snoring. Seeing her in this state, the metalhead stopped the movie and got up to turn off the living room light.

"Do you want to finish, or are we waiting for the sleeping beauty to return to the living?" he asked.

"I don't know." You sighed. "What do you usually do when you're down?" you asked.

"I play my sweetheart until my fingers are in pain," he said.

"And when you can't do that?"

"Then I just listen to songs that fit the mood. Do you want to try it?"

"We can. But not too loud, if we wake her up now it will be unbearable." You laughed quietly pointing your head at Robin. Eddie nodded toward his room suggesting you follow him.

"Make yourself comfortable." He waved his hand over the bed and started looking for something in the cabinet next to it. After a moment he pulled out headphones, one of which he handed to you. "If you don't mind." he added while looking at you with a questioning gaze. You only nodded, took the earphone and sat on the bed leaning against the wall, he took the seat next to you. "Are you ready for the saddest concert ever? In the repertoire we have, of course, Don't Cry by Guns N Roses, classics like The Unforgiven by the one and only Metallica and many, many others that will make you feel like music expresses everything you feel." You leaned your head back and closed your eyes letting the music absorb you completely. You didn't want to think about anything else but the melody and the words that were coming from the headphones. Eddie's presence was soothing to you. Like a warm sweater on a winter evening it gave you the warmth you needed. When Till Lindemann finished singing about your heart being a diamond and how everyone wanted to steal it you felt the boy's gaze on you.

You'll be the saddest part of me A part of me that will never be mine It's obvious Tonight is gonna be the loneliest You're still the oxygen I breathe I see your face when I close my eyes It's torturous Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

When another song began to play you opened your eyes and also looked in his direction. Seeing this, he was panicked and immediately looked away, but you did not. You looked at him and had to admit that even in the semi-darkness he looked beautiful. Were you allowed to think that another boy looked beautiful while being in a relationship? His large, dark eyes now looked much more mysterious than they always had. You couldn't hold back the urge to explore their mystery. You found it harder and harder to keep your emotions in his presence. You were aware of what was happening to you, and you didn't know how long you would be able to push this fact aside.

There's a few lines that I have wrote In case of death, that's what I want, that's what I want So don't be sad when I'll be gone There's just one thing I hope you know, I loved you so 'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it With you, with you nobody else here Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

To occupy himself with something, he took a piece of paper lying on the desk and a pencil and began to draw, thinking that if he knew these were his last moments he would not regret at all how he was spending them. He could sit in a darkened room with you and listen to music for the rest of the time, if only that meant you were close. You were not the only person in the room who was beginning to understand the feelings. However, you were also not the only one who felt slightly frightened by this and lost in the situation. After a while, the drawing of the flower was finished, so he handed it to you.

And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better And all the crazy little things that we did together In the end, in the end, it doesn't matter If tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You don't even know when with you started crying again. Feeling your cheeks getting wet with tears, you quickly wiped them with your sleeve, but you couldn't hide it from him.

"Aw, sweetheart, come here." he said pulling you close to him. Maybe he shouldn't do that, but at that moment he didn't care whether he should or not. "It's okay, y'know? You can cry as long as you need." he whispered into the top of your head while smacking you gently on it. "Crying is a good way to get rid of all those shitty feelings."

You were crying. Crying and crying without knowing the exact reason. You were crying because you were angry. You were crying because you were sad. You were crying because you were hurt. However, over time, you began to mourn a relationship that had not yet ended, but deep down you knew it was slowly fading away. You mourned your high school love that never happened because you didn't have the courage to do anything about it. Being in his arms now, you regretted it like nothing else. Would Eddie be the part of you that would never be yours?

But you knew that it was okay to cry. You knew you could cry as much as you wanted to. Because Eddie Munson was your shield and his arms once again turned into a fortress where there was always a room for you.

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