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temiizpalace · 3 months

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☆┆TEND TO MY WOUNDS !

SUMMARY: red alert! he’s injured! it’s alright, for the prefect of ramshackle is here to save the day.

CHARACTERS: leona, jade, jamil, rook, idia

(i spun a wheel to try and write other characters.. jamil and leona just love me teehee)

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: the boys get injured, but nothing is life threatening. — cursing — MENTIONS OF BLEEDING (not fatal)

ROMANTIC, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

reader is g/n, reader is yuu

🦁┆LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

“shit! ow—“

leona groans, feeling the stinging pain of alcohol rubbed onto his forehead. spelldrive didn’t go as it usually did.

everything was normal. practice was going well, and everybody was doing the proper training regiments. it was all fun watching leona and everybody practice by a nearby tree. except leona wasn’t practicing this afternoon.

today, he felt like napping right beside you. he laid his head in your lap, sound asleep. this all goes south when some freshmen decide to mess around, sending the disc flying in your direction.

typically leona would’ve been able to divert it with magic, but feeling a little hazy from barely awakening, it hit him straight on the forehead.

now here you both are, present in the infirmary, leona sitting on the cot, and you being his own personal doctor. “i can’t believe the great leona kingscholar got hit by a spelldrive disc. it is truly an honor to witness it first hand.” you joke, causing him to roll his eyes.

“tch.. whatever— FUCK.” it’s funny to see leona in such a state. one where his tough guy act isn’t all the way up. you thought he’d brush off the pain like a man, but surprise! we learn something new everyday.

“haha.. wait here. i need to find bandages.” you walk over to the cabinet, only to find all the boxes of bandages empty. except for one. a bandaid box. you snicker at the sight of them and take a couple out of the box. leona raises a brow as he heard your giggling in the back til you made your way back towards him.

you stood in front of him and placed the bandaids on his forehead. he liked the close proximity. he likes being by your side. you caring for him like this is actually one of his deepest desires. he won’t ever say it aloud of course, but he hopes you take the hints.

“you are now officially cured.” you grin, finally applying the last bandaid. he stood up, looking you in the eyes. he wanted to thank you. wanted to thank you for helping him. wanted to thank you for caring enough about him to do this. to help him.

but leona being leona cannot say thank you. “..I don’t wanna owe you any favors so,” he pulls out his wallet from his pocket and throws it to you. you catch it, nearly dropping all the thaumarks inside on the floor. “go buy somethin’ while you’re at it.”

he ruffles your hair, walking out of the infirmary. you flip through the wallet, it barely closing due to the amount of cards and thaumarks inside. rich boy privileges go crazy. ruggie wasn’t kidding when he said leona was stinkin rich. all you could do was stand there, shocked.

leona walks back out to the field, hearing the team laugh as he approaches. he looks at them with a puzzled look, the laughing becoming unbearable. “oi, what’s so funny? mind tellin’?”

“cute bandaids ya got there, boss. shishishishi..” ruggie chuckles, looking at leona’s super cute and silly unicorn bandaids on his forehead. at first, he’s confused. then he rips a bandaid off and looks at the patterns.

start running <3

🐬┆JADE LEECH

“jade, stop moving!”

you sigh, trying to place a bandaid on jade’s cut. you wanted to help him cook today since mostro lounge has been extremely busy lately. azul had been working him to the bone, so he used his time off as a way to spend time with you.

only to end up back in the kitchen, but whatever. since you’re there, it’s all good. while chopping a mysterious vegetable, (it’s a mushroom..) he accidentally cut his finger. he wasn’t paying attention to where he was cutting. cause he was looking at you.

normally somebody would wince in pain, but jade is jade. so. “oh my, this is unexpected.” he says, as his blood gets on his gloves and contaminates the mushrooms. “oh my what— OH MY GOSH, JADE.” you yell, as he’s abnormally calm about the fact blood was all over the mushrooms.

so now he’s sitting at one of the barstools in mostro lounge as you try to patch up his finger. anytime the bandaid gets remotely close to the cut, he squirms and jerks his hand away. you can’t tell if he’s messing with you or if he’s just sensitive to touch because he still has his dumb polite smile.

“jade. stop. moving.” you grunt, trying to grab his wrist to hold his hand still. “fufu..” his stupid chuckle is usually very nice but it’s just growing irritating.

for some reason he still has the impulse to tease you. even when injured. all you want to do is care for him, so why is he making this so difficult?! is he waiting for something?

oh. that’s an idea.

“jade, may i see your hand?” you ask, putting the bandaid on the counter. he raises a brow, but complies nonetheless. “of course. do be gentle though, im wounded.” well no shit.

you held his hand gently, raising a finger up to your lips. you place a gentle kiss on his finger. not on the wound exactly, but near it. his eyes slightly widened and his cheeks tinted slightly red. he loses his composure for just a moment, giving you time to apply the bandaid onto his cut.

you smile in victory, standing up from your seat. “there, all better!” you winked at him before making your way back to the kitchen. he sat there, dumbfounded. how curious.. if that’s a way to get free kisses..

“oh dear, it appears i had just cut my lower lip. what a shame. it appears i am in need of some assistance.” this wasn’t even five minutes later.

🐍┆JAMIL VIPER

“you scream like a girl.”

you laugh as jamil looks away from you. he couldn’t bear to look you in the eyes. a little earlier, the both of you were sitting in the lounge of ramshackle as comfortable silence filled the air.

he was flipping through pages of a book while you leaned onto his shoulder, playing a game of some sort on your phone.

“..AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

that silence was interrupted as you heard a high pitched scream next to you, turning your head to see jamil absolutely mortified and panicked.

“JAMIL?! WHAT IS—“ then you spotted it. the wretched cockroach crawling on the table. he shut his book and threw it at the table, missing. now he’s grabbing all nearby objects to kill the insect.

“JAMIL PLEASE CALM DOWN, PLEASE! FUCK, JAMIL—” he ended up using his magic, but used a lil too much. as you held him back, his leg bumped against the table, causing him to scurry back to the couch.

confirming that the roach had cleared the premises, you sat next to him and checked the bump on his leg. his breaths were heavy and a sweat was across his brow. you would’ve thought he looked insanely attractive if it weren’t for the incident just before.

now he’s embarrassed, his hood is pulled over, and he’s pouting as he looks away from you. “i think you got a small cut, but it should be fine. i’ll go get some bandaids!” you hum, getting up from the cushions to find the box of bandages.

he completely humiliated himself in front of you. he was weak in front of you. and he hates that. “im back and here to repair your boo-boo.” you came back with the box, sitting back down and opening it. you remove a bandaid and slowly apply it til you hear him mutter something.

“sorry.”

“hm? sorry, couldn’t hear ya. mind speaking up for me?” you heard him perfectly fine. he irks before speaking up, his tone hinted with annoyance. “sorry.”

“all is forgiven, my love.” you smile, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into a hug. he sighs, reciprocating the hug and leaning onto you. “please forget you saw that..” he mumbles, his face practically burning.

you chuckle, playing with loose strands of his hair as the both of you now lied on the couch. “no promises..” he clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, but placed a quick kiss on your cheek. he shuts his eyes, needing to recharge.

“mhm. love you too, jamil.” you whisper, allowing him to rest on your chest. he fell asleep in no time flat. let him rest. or even better yet, join him!

🏹┆ROOK HUNT

“how’d you fall?”

you ask, seeing as rook lied on the ground. i don’t know how to explain his pose, he’s just a theatre kid.

“never mind the details, ma chère. all that matters is that you had rushed to my rescue!” he smiles as you stood there. the most deadpan expression on your face. “i’ll just go get you bandages and not question it.” “merci!”

you rush to the infirmary, grabbing the bandages and rushing out. if nobody knew better, they’d all have assumed that rook was dead. he hasn’t moved an inch.

“where’d you injure yourself?” you ask, crouching down and inspecting his arms. “non, non. you must guess!” he laughs, sitting up right away. you groan as he initiated such an idea. “rook. im not going to guess—“

“if that is the case, ill be stuck in everlasting pain! it’d be unbearable.” he sighs dramatically, causing you to furrow your brow. “fine. did you injure your leg?” you grumble, checking each limb.

he shook his head, smiling like an absolute idiot. “here, allow me to give you a hint.” he grabs your hand guiding it to the place of the wound. of course he can’t do it without teasing you a little.

he places your hand on his shoulder, his hand, his neck, til eventually he stopped on his cheek. “my injury can be found around here.”

you look at his cheek, but there is no cut, scratch, or bruise to be seen. you raise a brow at him, but he has no shift in reaction. “rook, are you lying to me?” rook shook his head, looking you in the eyes. “I wouldn’t lie to you, mon amour. perhaps you need a closer look.”

before he could even explain what that meant, he pulled you towards him. causing you to fall onto him. “can you see it now?” he asks, staring at you lovingly.

you sigh, pulling a bandage out and placing it onto his lips. his eyes widened, but he wasn’t mad. not in the slightest! he wrapped his arms around you. taking this opportunity for a cuddle session.

despite your “annoyance,” you smiled and laughed slightly. “you’re impossible, rook.”

he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, humming happily as you spoke. his fingers intertwined with yours as the sun hit both of your figures. creating a scene resembling one of a fairytale.

💀┆IDIA SHROUD

“you can’t lock yourself into your room because of this.”

you slightly chuckle as you patch up idia’s knee. moments before, his PE class had to do the sprints. looks like he went to class on the wrong day.

while he was running, he tripped on a conveniently placed rock and fell on his knee. ortho quickly went to find you and bring you to idia so that you can comfort him.

he had tears coming from his eyes, which caused ortho to panic. you both carried him to the infirmary since he had an inability to walk. you situated him onto the cot and grabbed some bandages from the cabinets. “don’t worry niisan! the prefect will take good care of you!”

ortho chimed, trying his best to comfort his brother. idia felt his stress lessen, but that doesn’t change the immense pain he was in. “thank you, ortho. but i don’t im ever gonna to go outside again.”

he mumbles, causing ortho to pout. you come back with the bandages, smiling as you sat to the side of the cot. “im gonna have to go explain to coach vargas why you’re not here! hang tight, niisan!”

you waved to ortho, leaving just you and idia in the infirmary. “idia, you’re not going to die because of this.” you smile, placing the bandage onto his knee. idia groans, picking at his fingers. “i looked so cringe just now. definitely not my moment.”

“you didn’t look cringe, idia. you got hurt.” you grabbed his hand and held it in yours. he smiles slightly as you tried to reassure him. it was endearing to him. “thanks.. but i want to lock myself in my room for like ever after this..” he quickly mutters, hoping you wouldn’t hear that. surprise! you heard him.

“no idia, you can’t lock yourself in your room forever after this.” you sigh, realizing this was the man you fell in love with. “what? you can come too. you’d be free from all the normies surrounding you.” he stated bluntly.

“..no.” you hesitantly said, squeezing his hand slightly. you both sat in the infirmary for a few more moments before you sat up and let go of his hand. “can you stand?”

“no.” he quickly replies, not even bothering to try. you stare at him before exhaling deeply. “i’ll bring your switch then. wait here.” he smiled as he watched you exit the room. he appreciated how understanding you were. how you knew what he wanted before he even had to ask. ..well, most of the time anyway.

when you came back, you sat next to him on the cot. you both played smash bros together, playing until the console runs out of batteries. lucky for him, his console lasts for almost an entire week before it runs out of power.

let me just say, he beat your ass in smash bros.

A/N: this sat in my drafts for a very long time. i had to brainstorm A LOT to see how idia could get injured.

date published: 1/27/24

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circeyoru · 2 months

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It's almost my sleeping time so can I request again.

I just wonder How well the other react to Yandere Alastor go on a date with the reader.

I mean the people in the Hotel.

I know damn well them will be confused.

Especially what's her name again... Mimzy?

I have a feelings that she will be confused then everyone else.

That's all I hope you stay strong and healthy!

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}

Hi hi again!! You're going to be like a regular in my inbox now. Staying strong and healthy, thanks~

How well others react... Hmm.. If we're going with what happened for this ask, then it's gonna be interesting.

Everyone saw how you knocked Alastor out of the park with the first date. Angel was commenting on how Alastor should be the one to do that, not you. Husk slapped him upside the head to warn him to keep his mouth shut about that. What if Alastor heard that? He didn't cause all eyes and ears on you.

Later on, the dates were like a rotation between you and Alastor leading. Though it was easy to know who the date was for; if it's Alastor, you two would be out of the hotel; if it's for you, the two of you would be in the hotel but Alastor would be purely focused on you and no one can disturb you two; if it was a compromise for both of you, well, they can't tell. Any scenario, they know NOT to include any of you in their plans.

At first, they are sure as hell confused, but they also witnessed your confession (since it was done in the open). Neither you nor Alastor leaving proves a happy end. Then it was their confusion and shock as to why you picked Alastor and why Alastor was that enamoured with you. Both of you don't explain or humour them, so they just accept it. Now when they know you and Alastor are on a date, Charlie swoons and supports it, Vaggie rolls her eyes but happy that Alastor is more tamed, Niffty waves you two off, Angel teases a bit, Lucifer makes all sort of disgusted faces but wishes you well, and Husk just hope you have Alastor's attention so he's not bothered by his owner.

Now for Mimzy. Alastor will threaten her to mind her tone around you, but he didn't reveal his relationship with you. She was not as important to him now as before, so she didn't need to know about you. Say she goes to the hotel to pass the time, surprisingly there was no one after her this time. Then she sees you, alone. So she takes this chance to harass you for messing with Alastor's head. Alastor was her 'protector', the one to clean her messes because they were acquaintances in the living. Who were you to take that away from her?

Vaggie and Angel tried to get Mimzy to change targets. You and Alastor both said today was a day that the two of you won't be free to help around the hotel under any circumstances. Meaning? You two were going on a date. Distrubing any of you two was the same as a death sentence.

"Let her learn the hard way." Lucifer stopped Vaggie and Angel from their troubles. He heard Mimzy's words to you and he wasn't happy. He'd love to knock this b*tch down a peg or two, but Alastor should be even happier doing it and you'd be satisfied to see it yourself.

"All by your lonesome? Aww, did ol' Al get bored of you so soon?" Mimzy teased with a grin, her hand covering her lips poorly.

You raised a brow at her, your eyes narrowed. "Alastor?"

The colours on Mimzy's prideful face disappeared like it was sucked out of her when Alastor materialized next to you. Yup, the other residents of the hotel were familiar with such a sight; that's why they won't come near you on your dates. Alastor smiled, an arm over your shoulders while his eyes glared at his former friend, "Yes, My Beloved?"

"Beloved!?" Mimzy repeated in shock, her eyes twitched.

Now it was your turn to grin back at Mimzy, "I think I'd like to watch a show for today's date."

Alastor humoured you as he brought you close, his eyes focused solely on you, "What sort of show? I'll provide only the best."

"I'm in the mood for some screams of agony, particularly one that's high-pitched" You faked a thoughtful look.

"I have the perfect demon in mind." Alastor's smile grew to a grin, his eyes slowly directed over to Mimzy, who was cautiously backing up with each step. "My dear friend, I believe your services are required by my lovely romantic partner."

"Actually, I was just leaving." Mimzy chuckled. How was it that you two were an item? Alastor never gave her the time of day, even when he was alive. How did you catch Alastor's eye?! "So..."

Alastor's shadow tendrils appeared out of nowhere and wrapped out Mimzy, "Ah, ah, ah. You know me well. I'll do anything for the love of my life."

In the end, I'd say that Mimzy's reaction would be that of denial, shock, and disbelief. Her pride was hurt, she was with Alsator for so long and he never showed such tendencies. She didn't understand how she lost to you, in a twisted way. She was fine with Husk, because she knew Alastor held him on a leash, so she acts out as much as she wants. But in this case, you held something over her, you held the reason for her brazen actions and attitude, you won before there even was a competition. You didn't even know.

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queenofthedisneyverse · 11 months

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Prowler!Miles x Black Male! Reader (angst to fluff)

TW; some cursing but not a lot

Word count: 2,803

You loved miles, ever since you were eight years old. But ever since his dad died things…have changed. The city has gotten worse, it was already bad but without Miles’s father, it’s gotten worse. Miles has changed more though, his once kind and funny nature turned cold, stoic, and nonchalant. You also changed but only to protect yourself, if you looked like a happy sunshine sunflower in the sin city that is new york you would have been jumped.

So, you and Miles share the same look most of the time, and that look is usually resting b!tch face. You still yourself though, you like helping out where you can and being kind where kindness is needed. Crime is often in New york, so you prefer to only go straight to school, home, and/or Miles’s house. No going out at night whatsoever, that’s a given. But even getting the grocery list done seems like a life or death task because on any given day, it could be a life or death situation. So you mostly keep to yourself or chat with some friends or your bf Miles.

He loves to spoil you and just loves you. Affection is there but you two are building up to it, hand holding, hugs, kisses on the cheek, etc.

Your relationship with miles is pretty hidden, terrible cities birth terrible people and having people know you were queer was not a good idea. You love Miles but he can be a lot at times, he spends time with you one day and completely ignores you for the next three weeks.

It was irritating but you stayed quiet, you wanted to give him some space since his dad died. But you can’t help but worry about him, especially about this job he and his uncle Aaron go to. What kind of job is he doing that pays him six thousand dollars worth of money? You know it’s not anything good with how you mostly see him scruffed up, but alas you didn’t say anything.

You would ask if you two could go on dates but you would get hit with-

“Sorry querido, not now”

“Can’t today mi amor, maybe another time”

“I’m sorry babes, can’t tonight”

After this kept happening you began to get more hurt and mad at this, you tried to be mature and understanding but it was getting harder…Today was the last straw. You have been texting and calling Miles everying few days and he hasn’t been answering. You couldn’t do this anymore, did he even love you? Of course he did…did he? You didn’t want these questions in your head but they kept circling and hurting you the more they circled.

You stopped, you just stopped, you stopped calling him, you stopped texting, and you stopped leaving voicemails. F*ck him, so what if he doesn’t want to see you? You don’t care, you never cared.

You were laying down in your bed, with some tears streaming down your face.

I hate him, you thought, but you didn’t hate him. You still love him, you just don’t want to admit it. It was 9:30 and you’ve been trying to go to sleep since 9, obviously sleep wasn’t being your friend and allowed you to be tormented by your thoughts.

Tap Tap Tap

It can’t be, you thought

Tap Tap Tap

It couldn’t be, you thought

You turn around and see your boyfriend Miles, looking as tired and stoic as ever, waving to you and gesturing to you to open the window. You look at him for a moment and think about how he has the audacity to show up at your window, you noticed he had a bloody nose and some scraps along his face. Not being a jerk, you allow him in and get the first aid kit from your dresser.

“Hola Príncipe”

That word, that lovely word that he always calls you when you're together. That lovely word he teases and praises you with, or used to anyway. Instead of sitting on your bed like he usually does, you had him sit in your desk chair. You weren’t ready to have him be comfortable when you weren’t.

“Don’t call me that” is all you said

15 minutes went by as you (roughly) cleaned his injuries. Miles took notice and decided to speak on it.

“Why are you so quiet babes?”

You didn’t answer, you just cleaned his wounds, getting rougher as he spoke.

“Ow! y/n!” he tightly grabbed your wrist, causing you to yank it back from him.

“Can’t you just stop talkin’? That’s what you're good at ain't you? Not talkin’?” you snap, earning a confused face from Miles.

“You ignore me for WEEKS on end and then all of a sudden you show up to my window and start talkin to me? Are you for real miles?”

You aren’t prone to snapping, you never have. It just wasn’t in your nature to do things like that, sure you got mad, but never snapped.

“Príncipe I-”

“NO MILES’ of all people YOU don’t get to talk, for the past three years I’ve been trying so hard to make you happy. To make sure you’re loved and cared for man” You say, hot tears falling down your face.

“All I tried to do is love you Miles, why can’t you do the same for me huh? Why is it so hard Miles? TELL ME, TELL ME WHY IT’S SO HARD TO LOVE ME”

“...y/n please lower your tone and..I can’t tell you”

“LOWER MY TONE? MILES YOU HURT ME! LOOK AT MY FACE MILES, LOOK AT WHAT YOU-....Just get out Miles, please” you give up, if you don’t stop yelling the neighbors will hear and tell your parents what they heard. People are nosey like that. You flop down on your bed and face away from him in a fetal position.

“Just get out” you say as you choke out a sob

Miles sits there completely shocked but not surprised at the reaction. He’s shocked at how loud you got but not how you reacted. He planned on coming by and talking to you, but he just couldn’t get the words out…not like you let him either.

Miles stood up from the chair and walked over to you

“Príncipe, look at me” he said softly, putting his hand on your shoulder

“GET TF OUT MILES” you yell at him, slapping his hand away.

Miles takes it upon his safe to literally turn you around to the point where your legs are hanging over the bed but you're still laying down.

“WHAT THE F*CK! MILES LET ME GO!” you scream, trying to fight him off. But here’s the thing, Miles works out a lot more than you do…so you're losing this fight. Mile’s takes one of his hands and pins both of your arms down and covers your mouth with the other hand.

“Listen, I’m sorry for ignoring you, I am but I’m only trying to protect you!” he tells you, you are still struggling under his grasp.

“Y/n…stop, you know you aren’t going to win this” he blankly says

You stop wiggling after a minute or so, you're tired and you really don’t want to deal with this any more. He lifts his hand from your mouth and lets you go, he knows that you look like you're tired or tuckered out. Your highschool gym class is a perfect example of that.

“Please Miles, just leave me alone” you silently beg as you cry

“I can’t leave knowing you hate me amor, I love you- ”

“No you don’t miles, please just go away please-”

Miles pulls you closer to him and passionately kisses you, you didn’t mean to but you instantly melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms around him. He wraps his arms around your waist pulling you in, as if you couldn’t be any closer. His lips were soft and warm, and so was his lanky but muscular body. He moved his hand up to your face, cupping your cheek and wiping away the remaining tears.

Because you both have to live, you both pull away and breathe.

“I’m sorry Príncipe, I really am but please give me another chance! Please” He began kissing your face all over, making you slightly giggle but not much. You're still very much still upset.

“Please love me again mi amor, please” Miles begged as he cupped your face so gently as if you were glass.

“...I never stopped loving you Miles, but your hurting me”

“How do you expect me to react?”

Miles saw the heartbreak in your eyes, it was tearing him apart inside and he hated it.

“I promise I’ll make time for you colibrí, I promise” he told you, kissing your lips again.

“Can you make time for me now? My parents don’t come back home till 12”

“I-” Before he can say anything, his phone buzzes. You instantly panic and cling to him

“NO No no please Miles stay here, PLEASE miles…please” you pleaded as he reached for his phone.

“ I have to see if it’s my mama at least y/n”

“Please don’t leave me…” you whisper as a tear runs down your cheek

Those last words shattered Miles…but he had to check. He opened his phone and saw a text message from his mama, the text said that she’ll be working late. A small smile escaped Miles’ mouth.

“I’m not going anywhere mi amor, mi mamas working late” he said as he cuddled you

You looked like you just won the lottery by the way you were smiling. You pull Miles into a passionate kiss. You could feel Miles smiling through the kiss as he melted into it. After a moment passed you both pulled away for air.

“I see you got your hair braided” Miles said, touching a braid in on your head with his thumb.

“I was hoping you would notice; I like matching with you” you muttered, blushing a bit.

“How about I take you somewhere papi? My treat!” He said with a smile

“Miles…I just want to be here with you”

“Ok then, take out?” he asked with an eyebrow up

“ My mom left some food for me, and I’m ok with sharing”

So you and Miles made up over the night. You played video games, watched movies, and just cuddled through the evening. Near 11:30-ish you got tired and Miles took notice of it. You two were cuddled in bed and you were slowly and quickly drifting off to sleep. He smiled and kissed your temple.

You looked so peaceful when you were sleeping. You truly didn’t know how Miles felt about you, to him you were his light in the darkness of the new york city. You, his uncle, and Rio are the only people that are keeping him going these past 3 years. He couldn't be more appreciative of you, no matter how bad things got you still tried to make him smile. You still tried to make him laugh. You still tried to make him happy, He loved you more than life itself for that.

You were fully asleep at this point but with a smile on your face. You held Miles tightly, because even in your sleep, you felt as if Miles was going to disappear.

“I don’t deserve you y/n…but I’m gonna try to make you happy”

It was 11:49 and Miles knew he had to go, so he slowly crept out of your bed and made sure to tuck you in. After that he turned off the movie and put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Once that was all done, he went back into your room. Seeing your beautiful brown skin being highlighted with the purple city lights made his heart strongly flutter.

You were the most gorgeous boy he ever laid eyes on, and from now on he would try to make you happy and feel appreciated. He walked over to your bed and kissed your four head,

“Goodnight Príncipe, I will make everything better for you. Starting tomorrow”

Your night was filled with beautiful dreams of you and miles as the night went on. When you woke up there was a note under your pillow. You only noticed because there was a necklace slightly hidden under it. The necklace was half a heart with what seemed to be your first name initial.

When you took the necklace from under the pillow a note was attached to it, you opened it and read;

Good morning mi amor, I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend so I plan on making it up to you later today. Meet on the roof of your apartment building at eight pm sharp, I’ll have a few surprises for you up there.

Your lover, Miles

You smiled to yourself and held the necklace close to your chest, or to be more frank, your heart.

God he makes me act like such a girl

It was 7:58 and you were dressed in some new clothes you bought with some of Miles’ money. That he left by your closet before he left. They were black jordan air’s with purple laces and purple tones. You had a black jacket with purple pants and shirt, and to make it even better you wore some tres leches perfume because Tres leches is Miles’ favorite dessert.

You also had on some black gloves with the fingers cut off, you were going for a more punk aesthetic if you couldn’t tell. After you exploded at Miles the other night you wanted to wear his favorite colors and scents as a sorry. Even though you had nothing to be sorry about.

Now at 7:59 you walk up the firescape steps to see your boyfriend. A part of you was saying he wasn’t there and that you were doing this for nothing but you pushed those thoughts away. And now at the top of the roof, you see Miles’ sitting there on a red checkerboard blanket with food and gifts on top of it. Your favorite song, hummingbird, was softly coming out of the radio next to him. Not to mention he was wearing your favorite color(s).

Miles looks up at you and smiles, then he gets up and hugs you. Fully relaxing as you embrace him…and because of the tres leches perfume. He sniffs the crook of your neck, causing you to giggle.

“You smell good” he chuckles and sniffs you more

“I know you like tres leches so I did a little something for ya, ya know” you say in between giggles.

“Ok miles stop please-AGH!” Without warning, Miles picks you up bridal style and sits you on the picnic blanket and sits down next to you.

The air was nice, the evening sun made the sky full of orange, yellow, and soft purple colors. You noticed how the colors compliment Miles’ features a lot. You were trying so hard not to smile…but you were falling.

“Whatchu smilin ‘bout colibrí” Miles smirks, knowing full well why you were smiling.

“Can’t I just smile bro? Dang!” you chuckle, scratching the back of your neck trying to look away.

Miles gets closer to you, grabs your chin, and softly forces you to look at him. This causes you to smile even more and try to cover your face but Miles wasn’t having it. He got on his knees and kissed you. Once again, you melted into him and smiled as you did.

Once you pulled away you cupped his face, staring into his beautiful hazel eyes. And he, staring into your beautiful e/c eyes.

“Hey Miles’ I uh, I’m sorry for blowing up last night I should’ve -” Miles put his finger on your lips

“I’m gonna need you to hush for a moment, you have nothing to be sorry for. If anybody should be apologizing’ it should be me” He said sternly, never leaving your gaze.

“I f*cked up as your boyfriend…and I’m really sorry for that colibrí. I’ll try my best to make sure you know I love you and..and all that. I love you more than anything y/n. I will move universes, I’ll kill for you…I will take a bullet for you in a heartbeat” he says, putting his forehead on yours.

“ I will always protect you my príncipe, with my life”

Tears were forming in your eyes, you knew Miles loved you but you never really knew what he was thinking and this…this is how he felt about you? This day couldn’t be anymore perfect.

“You are the light of my life y/n. Always will be”

You tightly hug Miles as you cry, he notices as you sniffle into his shoulder,

“Colibrí?”

“I love you too Miles. I love you so much.”

Translation

príncipe: prince

colibrí: hummingbird

#prowler!miles #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #au #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles #earth 42 #earth 42 miles morales x reader #x black male reader #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman across the spiderverse

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bleedingichorhearts · 3 months

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𝕬𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: A starting snippet.

Inspired by @kit-williams and the Barn Anon.

TW // Violence, one curse.

“Not only have you been a nuisance, but you’ve have also killed my bother.” He snapped. Brown, furious eyes narrowing down at me while his hands harshly dug through his vest. Velcro ripping through the sounds of battle.

Dropping my head back, I hit my head against the cement foundation I’ve been pinned upon. A hot sting shooting down my spine as I swallowed my own blood back down my burning throat.

Having met and killed many men. This guy would have to be more specific for me to remember him or his brother. That is, if I didn’t run out of blood first.

“My brother, god damn it!” The man bellowed, spit flying out of his mouth while he stomped over. Kneeling down to my level, and taking a handful of my hair in his hand. Pulling me painfully closer to his battle-dirtied face. His nasty breath fanning against my face as the pole stuck in my shoulder shifted, causing the impalement to pulse with heat.

“I guess, I should do something about that now? Shouldn’t I?” He almost purred, pulling up a dagger next to my eye. It’s steel reflecting against the suns clouded light, making me wince at the suddenness. His grip on my hair aggressively, pulling me back to face him as I ended up coughing up blood in his face.

“What was that saying again?” The man questioned noone in particular. Threatening, pointing the blade inward in my face while I held his flamed gaze.

If I died today. I will not die without looking into this guys vengeful soul.

“Oh yeah! An eye for an eye!” He cracked before slashing up at my eye. The quickness of him having me stunned for a moment. Half my vision going completely dark.

A hoarse, quiet cry left my mouth before I even knew what was going on. My free hand subconsciously trying to grip, and push away the blade that dug back down into my eye. Fresh blood running down side of my face as I could taste it on my blood-filled tounge. Body thrashing within the pinned hold of the pole through my shoulder.

My god, does it burn. Everything felt like it was on fire. Was this what the pits of hell felt like?

With my heart beating in my ears, I could barely hear the vile tone of the man saying “Today, is the day you fall, you b*tch.”

Then, there was nothing. No burning, no sting, no pain. Just the bright, golden blurr above me.

I couldn’t feel how quickly the pole was removed from my shoulder. I couldn’t feel how the golden blurr picked me up. I couldn’t even feel how warm it gotten within its embrace. I was just simply too tired to stay awake.

Just… A little nap won’t hurt, would it? Just a little one.

I couldn’t even feel the frantic movements of the golden blurr running for a medic.

ℕ𝕖𝕩𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣: 𝕬𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 II

#space marine husbandry #?#Space marine #warhammer 40k #adeptus custodes #adeptus astartes #reversed?

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chaoticgoodlawyerwrites · 2 months

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Preview for HOMD Chapter 10

Hey folks! I am very tired and still pretty sick but! I know not how to rest if I am physically able to work soooo. Let's just blame my capricron sun. But now we present! HOMD chapter 10! This is, again, a joint effort with @mocheng-gusto!

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Shen Yuan was reminded of this last unfortunate fact as he turned off his fifth alarm and read the notification to his most recent message.

✂️: Don’t forget to bring a certain special someone to our date today~

Fuck. Shen Yuan had completely forgotten about that part.

Not about the lunch of course. Yesterday he had been psyching himself up to “meet the family”. He was nervous but not anxious as he was putting together the outfit Mei Kexin had specifically made him buy for this occasion.

And just then was when his package arrived.

Alright yes, he had to admit that after that all other thoughts had exited his brain like an emergency evacuation. But by then he was too out of it thinking of silicone heavenly pillars to do anything but the most mundane tasks to keep himself busy!

Nothing to do about that. Fortunately at some point in the past when he’d been more mindful he’d put enough alarms to make sure he’d wake up with plenty of time to get ready, so he had time for a thorough shower and a quick breakfast, but not for anything more.

He would’ve liked to go on a jog to free himself of any restless energy but… thinking about it, he didn’t think his body would be able to take the impact.

His musings were interrupted by his phone pinging with two new messages.

✂️: And don’t even think you can get out of bringing your man

✂️: Remember how much blackmail material I have and won’t hesitate to use ❤️

Right.

That was the detail he hadn’t accounted for so far. Luo Binghe couldn’t come for quite obvious reasons, and it wasn’t like he had any desires to fess up that he was dating, married, to a mind construct, but he had other options. He’d disappoint his friend and her girlfriend no matter what, but Shen Yuan didn’t want to completely ruin their afternoon.

Good thing he had a Plan B in mind. The problem was that he never informed his Plan B of his participation in this ruse.

No time like the present! Shen Yuan called Shang Qinghua as he was getting rid of all the gross beddings and towels.

The call was picked up on the third ring. “Bro?”

“Free food.” Best to start with his strongest cards. “I’m inviting you to lunch, with plenty of leftovers to bring home.”

Shang Qinghua was silent for a few seconds. “… Are you bribing me?”

Technically. “Are you coming or not?”

“Aww, no need to be so shy about it bro. If you were feeling lonely you could’ve just said so!” Sensing Shen Yuan’s silence as an impatient one, Shang Qinghua was quick to add. “But sure, why not.”

Shen Yuan discreetly let out a sigh of relief. “I’m sending a Didi to your place. You have twenty minutes to get yourself decent and finish whatever you’re doing.”

Shang Qinghua mumbled. “Every day you’re becoming more like your brother.”

“What did you just say?”

“Nothing! Just send me the info and I’ll be down when it arrives.”

“Alright. I’ll meet you there.”

“Whe–” Shen Yuan hung up before he was able to get the full word out. He had a couple of cars to order and a cold shower waiting for him.

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Shen Yuan, because the shopping center was actually closer to downtown due to the somewhat upscale nature of the place, got there first. Shang Qinghua wasn’t too far behind, climbing out of the didi with eyes and something like fear on his face. “Bro, what the fuck?”

“Wardrobe,” Shen Yuan said before grabbing his friend’s arm and pulling him in, putting the little strength he had worked to build to use. “Don’t worry; I’m paying.”

“No shit you’re paying!” Shang Qinghua hissed. “I can’t afford to breathe in here. What the actual fuck is going on? Are you becoming my sugar daddy? Platonic, of course; love you but not like that, bro.”

“Tch, you wish. Besides, I’m straight. I’m just paying for stuff today so don’t question it.”

“What kind of lunch are we going to that apparently requires shopping?!” Shang Qinghua asked quietly, eyes darting from side to side as if a nervous herbivore. Shen Yuan locked eyes with a sales associate in the men’s section and, spotting a sale, the person discretely hurried towards them. “Oh, my God, are you taking me to lunch with your family!? Is Shen Jiu going to be there!?! Bro, I’m noping out of the free food offer if that’s the–”

“No, it’s not with my family, sheesh,” Shen Yuan said through clenched teeth before smiling at the sales associate. In a much more polite tone, he addressed them with, “Hi. My friend here needs appropriate semi-casual attire for brunch. We have a rather immediate deadline and would appreciate your assistance.”

“Of course, sir. If sir could please follow me…” Shang Qinghua was too polite to his fellow service worker to resist their urging, but he did throw Shen Yuan a dirty look as he left him alone. He watched from a distance to be sure that Shang Qinghua didn’t pick anything out that was ridiculous but otherwise left him to it, helpfully avoiding the questions his friend had about this ‘lunch’.

He would find out soon enough as it was.

#before you ask MKX chose her own emoji in SY's phone

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cloudaintfair-archive · 1 month

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Some Taneko Headcanons for White Day.

Keiwa Side

Keiwa has had people use Valentine's Day to confess their love to him. It often made him feel bad to reject them, but, as his sister puts it, its better that he rejected them instead of going out on dates with them when he just does so out of obligation not out of love.

Sara had vehemently rejected his plan of giving every person who gave him chocolates on Valentine's Day, a chocolate on White Day.

He had reasoned out that it was like the friendship chocos that the girls would give their male friends.

Even still, his suggestion met with a resounding no to the point that Sara had to confiscate all of the chocolate he had bought for white day and store it in the house.

This got him the reputation of "dateless" or the title "dateless Keiwa" but of how dejected he often goes to school during white day, which made everyone assume things.

And there you have it, the origins of the "my brother cannot find date" statement that Sara implied when he reported her brother missing. The ironic thing was that she was the cause of such a reputation.

Keiwa didn't mind the title as it was true, he was dateless, but he had to admit that the label stung him a bit, which he just shrugged off.

The label originated from some friends of the people who had confessed to him on Valentine's Day, believing him to be cruel for rejecting the proposal but still accepting the chocolates given to him.

Sooner, Keiwa became part of a dance troupe, and he wasn't really seen in school all that much.

Fast forward to now, Keiwa got panicky when March 7 rolled around. This was the first time he was going to give chocolate to someone he really loved instead of the casual way he had planned all those years ago.

He had consulted his sister, some female friends in the dance troupe, heck he even bit the bullet and asked Tsumuri for advice.

And no, he won't ever, ever, ask Ace for an advice, he'd only get teased.

The surprising bit of advice came from Michinaga.

"Tch, just be yourself, Na-go's already liked you, no need to make a spectacle out of it."

Keiwa was stunned at the advice, he didn't think Michinaga would just give out advice like that.

Neon Side

Neon was giddy with excitement when 12:00 MN March 14 rolled around. She was excited about what kind of chocolate she would receive from Keiwa.

To be fair to her, she was cautioned by Sae not to expect too much as some men would forget about White Day at all.

But Neon couldn't help herself, last Valentine's was her first time giving someone, anyone, homemade chocolates that she asked Sae to teach her to make one.

She was going to admit that she had a lot of unrealistic expectations as March 14 approached.

But she also knew that there was a possibility that Keiwa would just forget, as Sae warned her so she tried to calm her expectations.

Not before long, she was able to sleep.

The day went about normally, but suddenly Keiwa stopped in front of her, dressed casually like it was just any other day.

Keiwa might have forgotten what today was.

She forced her disappointment down and attempted to enjoy her day with her boyfriend.

Not before long, her disappointment was forgotten as she was approached by a lot of people and some had even asked her to teach them about some of the dance steps she uses on her page.

Keiwa volunteered to be one of the teachers alongside Neon, citing how his sister forced him to learn the dance with her.

Soon night time rolled around as the people who approached her earlier in the day soon left feeling satisfied.

The actual giving.

"I hope you didn't think I forgot about today."

Neon was greeted with a thin box wrapped in black and yellow with a green ribbon.

"B-but how?"

"I had nee-chan bring it here not that long ago. I didn't want the chocolate I made to melt during the day."

But, but...

"I figured a leisurely stroll that turned into an impromptu dance lesson was right up your alley instead of having date at a fancy restaurant.

"Oh Keiwa!"

Neon jumped into Keiwa's arms and kissed him, in public.

"So how'd you like my leisurely stroll as a gift?"

"I enjoyed it" Neon smiled. "Better than what I expected."

The next day...

Neon's kiss of Keiwa's lips went viral.

Ace: *whistles* Way to go Tycoon, Na-go!

#kamen rider geats #sakurai keiwa #kurama neon #keiwa sakurai #neon kurama #white day #hcs #keiwa x neon #taneko

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azamitetsuya · 8 months

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Yan!Mitsuya x F!Reader x Yan!Hakkai~

Warning ⚠️

Stalking~

Slight gore~

This is timeskip so 😗 Enjoy!

🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

It was a normal summer day. The weather was nice. The sun shining, but something felt off to you. You couldn’t quit put it. Ever since you woke up this morning you had the feeling of being watched. Now at work that said feeling didn’t go away. The icy feeling of eyes constantly on you made a chill go down you’re spine. The feeling didn’t go away until two of your favorite customers walked through the door. Hakkai Shiba, the famous model and Takashi Mitsuya, his equally famous fashion designer friend.

“Morning Princess.” The soothing voice of the lavender haired male spoke. They always made your nerves go away.

“Morning Taka-chan! Hakkai-kun! What can I get you two today?” You spoke cheerfully. They smiled, hearing their names out of your mouth felt…… amazing to them.

“Two coffee’s, a breakfast sandwich and….. hm.~ What do you recommend today Princess?” Mitsuya spoke again. Your eyes traveled to the taller male who shuffled awkwardly in his stance. You found it adorable that even he, a big time model, still got flustered in front of girls.

“Mitsuya. You ask the same question each and every day. You already know what’s on the menu.” You said deadpanning. He smiled gently at you. He loved how you never treated them differently cause of their higher status. It was refreshing. Compared to the sluts that threw themselves at them, whether it be for their looks, money or what have you, you were such a pure soul.

“We just love hearing your opinion is all. Somethin wrong with that?” He asked with a grin that can make any girl swoon. You sighed. It’s not like you haven’t told them a million times.

“I recommend (F/B/F). I always recommend it.” You replied making him nod.

“Then you know we’ll take it.” He said matter a factly. You nodded and went to the back to start the order. Meanwhile with the two friends, there were so giddy about you making them more food.

“Taka-chan? When are we gonna tell her?” Hakkai said with a slightly worried face.

“Not now Hakkai. We have to gain her trust first.” Mitsuya said, but soon Snickers from a group of guys at a table. “Tch. Can’t these assholes shut up while we’re talking about our love?” Him and Hakkai glared at the small group before the sweet sound of your voice spoke to them.

“Two coffees, a breakfast sandwich and one (F/B/F) to go. Anything else boys?” You asked with a sweet smile.

“No that’s it princess. Thanks.” Before he walked out. Hakkai suddenly grabbed your wrist making your eyes widen.

“Dove….. Don’t smile like that for anyone else….. ok?” He commented more then asked. After, he left and you stood there stunned. Hakkai’s never acted like that before.

Now it was the end of your shift and you were walking home after a especially stressful day at work. Once again that feeling of being watched creeped up your spine. Stopping in your tracks, you decided to be bold and look back slowly. Two dark figures standing still was what greeted you. You nearly pissed yourself at the sight. One was taller then the other but both seemed male in stature which really made you scared. And so you did what any rational person would do and sprinted home. The two figures watched as you sprinted home, forgetting about your usual route which made you pass down an alley.

“There…. Now those jackasses won’t bother her.” One of them said to the taller male.

“Let’s go teach those bastards not to mess with what’s ours Taka-chan.” The taller male said as a dark aura surrounded him.

“Come on Hakkai.” Mitsuya said and started walking to the alley where the group of boys were waiting for you.

“Damn where is she?” One said as he sat on the box nearby.

“Don’t know but I’m getting bored.” Another said, as his back faced the alley’s entrance. A sudden hit to his head made him fly to his two other friends.

“Huh?! Who the hell- ……” A bat pointed at the male as Mitsuya and Hakkai stood above them.

“Well.~ Waiting for someone guys?~” Mitsuya sang while smirking down at them.

“Sorry but she ain’t comin. You’ll have to play with us.” Hakkai said bringing the bat above his head, knocking all three males out.

Heyo! Azami here! Let me know if I should make this a serious or not! Thanks for reading this one shot! Bai Bai!

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers yandere #mitsuya takashi #hakkai shiba #tokyo revengers hakkai #yandere

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faerienextdoor · 6 months

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Hi :D can I request a Jujutsu Kaisen matchup? I'm a straight girl with an ISFJ personality. I wear glasses and have a Long curly mohawk haircut. I'm studying animation so I'm interested in any type of art and my dream is to become a writer. I love videogames, anime and superhero movies. I tend to have a resting b!tch face most of the time because I always stress a lot over my studies buy whenever someone talks to me I tend to smile a lot. I tend to be a perfectionist on everything I need to do and can be a loner whenever I need to get stuff done but that doesn't mean I dislike people, it's just hard for me to truly trust and like someone. Thanks! (I wasn't sure of what else to write so if you want more information for the request, feel free to message me! :3)

crawls back into this acc with a jjk fixation...

Let's ignore that answering these matchups have taken over a year. Anyways here u go I hope it's to ur liking!!!!

I match you with....

Nanami Kento

He gets along well with your drive and passion for the arts, even if he necessarily doesn't have the same type of eye for it like you do. When you two started to get to know each other for the first time and he learned of your enjoyment for it, he started to show you pictures of paintings he enjoys.

"This is one of my favorite pieces. Perhaps I can take you to the museum where it's held, hm? I hear there's a new exhibit opening up."

Even if you're not the type to enjoy walking around and staring at art pieces. Which he'd respect OBVIOUSLY. It's just his way of trying to be involved in your hobbies!

But he also knows art can be deeply personal or just something you don't want to share often. So he won't push to see your creations, he definitely urges you to chase those dreams of yours though.

He'd also respect the way you work. If you take on a big project and shut him out entirely during it's duration, he would understand. Just be reasonably worried.

Calls you "my love" a lot and puts the affection on heavy when he checks on you 😭 even if he's just texting. Probably super formal even through messages HAKDHSJD

"My love. Please ensure you've eaten something today. I'll be off work at 8pm, if you feel up to it I can drop by and prepare a late dinner?"

So serious about his love for you.

After a long day of work he might not be into the sound of a movie, but he'd happily collapse into your arms and play with your hair as you engross yourself in whatever you want to watch <3 it's just background noise for him

Stressed from studies or work? He'll massage your shoulders until he feels you sorts go limp from relaxation

"How about I run you a bath?"

Act of service KING

Need help reshaving your mohawk? or just need a trim?

"Well.. I am no stylist, but I can help."

[proceeds to spend like an hour shaving one side of your head because he is also a perfectionist and "won't let you walk around with an uneven haircut" if he's the one doing it]

He's insistent on date nights though. Just to make sure you're not starving yourself from the sun or anything like that. And so he can spend time with you

If you're not feeling social, that's okay. No crazy huge restaurants needed, he'll take you to a park and have a picnic or a nice walk and return home for a dinner he lovingly put together with your help :)

I think him falling for you took time. Not a crazy amount of time, but it took longer to realize it y'know? It hit him though once you started to trust him.

I can see it happening when you're spending an evening together. He's off work and you're taking a break from whatever you had on your plate, laughing about some comment he made. And his heart squeezes a little in his chest when you thank him for spending time with you.

He'd adore you.

I hope u like this omg I'm so so so sorry for it being late ;w; sorry for any typos!

#fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #matchup #nanami kento #jjk nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jjk matchups #jujutsu kaisen matchup #jjk headcanons #jjk scenarios

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onestormeynight · 7 months

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Connecting With Annalise

A few months had passed since Penelope told her parents she was expecting. While still tense, the atmosphere had at least returned to some semblance of normal. Little Lime was no longer lime sized. There was no hiding the burgeoning bump at school. Penelope's name was certainly in people's mouths.

Today had been a particularly rough day. Despite her biting nature and cold demeanor, right now Penelope just wanted to talk to her Mom.

After getting out of her school uniform, Penelope caught her mom coming through the door after her last committee meeting of the day.

"Mom?" Penelope said. Annalise looked up at her daughter, slightly irritated, slightly shocked. "Mom, can we talk? Please?"

"What did you do?" Annalise snapped.

Penelope's eyes teared up, her voice caught. Coughing through the emotion she said, "Nothing, I swear. I'm not in trouble. I just...I need my mom."

Penelope straightened up, shocked. One of the only things she truly appreciated about her daughter was how fiercely independent she had always been. Even as a tot, Penelope was more interested in figuring things out alone than listening to the nanny. To hear it said so bluntly that she was needed astonished her.

"Alright, Penny. Let's go to the couch."

Penelope rubbed her hands together nervously. There was always a risk opening up to her mother. Most of the time it was like sticking her hand in the lion's mouth. Occasionally, though, the lion didn't bite. She hoped this would be one of those moments.

"I'm scared," She said. "I'm scared, Mom. I know this will pass and I will figure it out, but right now, I am scared. My grades are slipping, my social life is an actual dumpster fire and sometimes I feel like there is no one in my corner. It's hard."

Annalise nodded and decided not to bite. This time. "That must be really hard. Penny, you have always been a good student. You're incredibly intelligent. Your grades are not slipping as much as you think they are. The pressure you're under could crush the toughest person."

"They are so mean, Mom. They call me horrible names when they think I can't hear, and then call me Jezebel to my face. It's like, surprisingly hurtful."

Annalise wrinkled her nose. "Oh, they do, do they? Names, Penny. I want names."

"Mom-"

"It doesn't even have to be the first name! Just give me their last name. Jezebel, tch." She reached out and gripped her daughter's hand gently. "Don't they know you're a Harper? No... I'll handle this."

"Please, don't, Mom. It'll just make it worse."

Her mother paused, calculating. She appeared almost cold, before she seemed to thaw. "Alright, alright, I'll drop it. For you." She eyed her daughter up and down. Penelope swallowed. Annalise's face was always cold and unreadable to her. There was no telling what she was about to say.

"Penny, you made a mistake. An incredibly reckless, large, life-altering mistake, but they happen. It doesn't change the fact that you are my daughter, and I do love you. I am always in your corner, even if we don't agree on the topic or what you should do. So is your father. I promise you, we're not going to just abandon you, and we are not disowning you."

Penelope smiled at her mother. "Thanks, Mom."

"It does not excuse your behavior," Annalise continued. "You can be unruly and unreliable."

"Okay, Mom."

"Your hair is always a mess and God only knows what you're doing in your room..."

"I got it, Mom, thank you."

Ending Credits: "Maybe She's Not Such a Heinous B After All" - Crazy Ex Girlfriend Cast

#of course they had a nanny #they on that rich rich #sims 4 simblr #sims 4 #sims 4 screenshots #s4 legacy #harper legacy #building newcrest #annalise harper #penelope harper #generation 1 #sims stuff #sims story #the sims 4

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an4roxicmaddywilliams · 1 year

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idfc if i kms cz ion have anyone to talk about this but i have tumblr. first of, i am so sorry. i h@te myself so fckin bad to the point where i wanna kms. i am a fckin failure istg. i think i binged on more than 5000 cal last 2 days but the worst part is i cant even stop even now. i cried my eyes out this morning cz i have been trying so fuckin hard and i had so much control lately but i just ruined it all, all of my hardwork within fckin less than 40 hours. i was doing so good bro. what the fck is wrong ft me. i actually hate myself so so fckin bad. i can’t believe i fed up everything bro i h@te lookin at myself in the mirror, i h@te everything bout myself. i even relapsed sh today cz my f@t ass deserves every fckin pain in this world. literally what the hell bro i finally had so much control, i was finally startin to feel good bout myself. i can’t do this shit anymore bruh i h@te every food, every fckin snacks that ever exist but mostly i h@te my brain. why do i keep eating what the fuuuuck? i would do anything to stop me from e@ting, the ability to control myself is so fckin weak. i don’t know what to do now, i am completely lost. i should just kms at this point, im so disappointed in me. this b!tch can do nothing but eating. literal disaster. please god just t@ke me. please.

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sleepdeprivedsimp234 · 1 year

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Loui is forced to go to ~therapy~. It doesn’t go too well…. Sorta-

CDC: Alright Louisiana, t-today will be your first d-day of therapy and my first day as y-your therapist :D *thinks that this is gonna be somewhat normal*

Loui: Um… bye b*tch- *tries to escape but fails miserably cuz Gov/DC just snatched him up in his arms and tossed him into his seat*

Gov/DC, not in the mood for this bs: Don’t try that sh*t. You need therapy, you’re getting therapy.

Loui: Mai sha- I told you I’m fine!

Gov/DC: I know and that is the biggest piece of bs I’ve ever heard. Would you like me to name the things that are possibly if not are actually wrong with you?

Loui: *I’ve never heard silence quite this loud*

Gov/DC: Exactly.

CDC: Well that happened… Anyway, I’ll start out with simple question s-since it’s o-our first day. What would you say your m-mood is on a daily basis? And I don’t m-mean the mood or emotions that you may or may not put up to hide w-whatever you feel inside. I would l-like you to be honest with me, you can take as long as you need.

Loui: *death glare*

CDC: U-uhh…. *looks to Gov for help*

Gov: *sigh* Listen Lou… can you pls be a bit more cooperative right now?

Loui: Fine…

Gov: Thank you. Carry on. *leaves*

CDC: Alright. Do you have an answer to my question?

Loui: *under his breath* Just hit me with a car already…

CDC: What w-was that?

Loui: I said just hit me with a car already.

CDC: W-why…. Anyways, have you had anything bad or emotionally damaging happen to you recently and if so how recently?

Loui: I mean… my ex bf just cheated on me a couple days ago with some basic blonde b*stard of a man after he somehow got me to start dating him again after 3 years of verbal-sometimes-physical abuse and non-consensual touching and sh*t….

CDC: *in shock* Oh bud… That’s terrible… I’m so sorry…

Loui: It’s fine, it’s not that big a deal, other people have it worse.

CDC: What’re y-you talking about?! Ofc it’s a big deal!! What he did is not ok! And j-just because other people may h-have it worse doesn’t m-make your problems any less valid. How many times has this happened to you?

Loui: At least 4.

CDC: Jesus Christ….

Loui: Honestly maybe if I fell in love with ~ANXIETY~, it will ALSO leave me :D

CDC: I can’t handle this sh*t right now….

Loui: Just remember, if you can’t handle me at my worst…, I handle me at my worst EVERYDAY! WHICH MAKES ME STRONGER THAN YOU-

CDC: I can’t do this t-today….

Loui: Oh my gosh a spider!! *pulls out gun that Texas gave him (big mistake btw-)*

CDC: WAIT LOU-! It is a living thing! Treat it the way you want to be treated!

Loui: *points gun at spider* Killed without hesitation!-

CDC: LOUI- *tackles the poor thing and manhandles him to the ground so he can take the gun*

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CDC: *walks out with Louisiana behind him*

Gov: So…. How’d it go…?

CDC: *sigh* Long story short…, this kid’s g-going to need more professional h-help-

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#welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #wttt louisiana #wttt gov #wttt cdc #therapy is for losers haha-#says me while knowing that I need it

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Red White and Royal Blue Notes Day 1

WARNING: Spoilers for both the Red White and Royal Blue movie and the book up to chapter 5

I think it’s funny that Alex’s love story is referred to as Shakespearean considering what’s to come.

“It’s funny how you think everything is about you” (page 14). Lol- especially bc he’s the literal main character of this story.

“Systematically drunk” (15) LOL

“Mutual antagonists” (17)

“Sorry I’m not obsessed with you like everyone else” (18). Oh buddy that’ll change soon. (Alex about Henry)

OMG that whole conversation is so good!

Cakegate is really funny for some reason.

“As the president all I want is to have the CIA fake your death, and ride the dead kid sympathy into a second term.” (23) I see where Alex gets it from.

The foreshadowing! Like Zarah telling Alex to gush about Henry like he’s his prom date.

“I’ll do it but I won’t have any fun” (Alex) “God, I hope not.” (Zarah 27) HAH! Alex is going to have fun, maybe too much fun.

Look I know Alex thinks it’s nerdy but if someone told me Great Expectations was their favorite book I would like them even more.

Ugh! the foreshadowing in this is just so good like when Nora speculate on why Alex has to sign an NDA and one of the reason she give is that he’s (the prince) is Gay. Lol (page 39)

Lol Alex being unable to decide if he Texan or Mexican side is more upset about English Breakfast (page 41)

Foreshadowing- Alex says Henry is “annoyingly attractive (43)

I don’t know if being an English major broke me or if I’m a mega nerd, but I want to write a literary analysis paper on this so badly.

Alex’s reasoning for wanting to get into politics is so wholesome (43)

Henry’s interaction with the caner patient is so cute (45)!

“You’re not the prince of me” (47). It’s just so good. Has this author written anything else? Please tell me they have. OMG they have! I will be needing all of their books now thank you very much.

“Are you trying to psycho analyzed me?” (49) lol, I feel like I say a variation of the this all the time when I’m with my psych major friend.

“I’m sensing an ellipsis (Henry) “It’s just…” (Alex) 51. This book sort of dose that thing that White Teeth did where it’s aware that it’s a novel, but it doesn't do it the same way. It’s more subtle and uses more irony.

Okay Alex and Henry bonding over Star Wars is sweet and kind of nerdy. I like it.

“But isn’t there something to be valued in a happy ending as well?” (52)

Alex taking a class called The Press and The Presidency is absolutely hilarious to me.

That one commenter ships it (55)

“B*tch McConnell- I’m dying homygod

Like Senator Luna, I to can be easily bribed with candy

More foreshadowing on 57. Also I don’t know why but I’m not getting good vibes from Senator Luna

Old money Sith powers also has me dying

The president of united states comparing her children to possums is so funny.

Also her reminding her children to not discuss their murder plots in front of her

Ugh this book is so good!

“Leeme romance the hell out of some focus groups” (66) This book is gold

The text exchange on 68-9 is amazing

I can only hope to write something this amazing one day.

Nora asking Alex if he’s reading fanfiction about himself made me laugh out loud- at work, granted it’s deader than Marley in this place today

The whole bit with the Turkey is just glorious! Ya did it to yourself Alex.

The way Henry talks to his dog is so cute, and so it the fact that he watches The Great British Bake Off

Amy’s great!

Page 90- Yes Alex go off!

I love Bea, she’s great, peak sister energy

June is also peak sister energy.

95- more foreshadowing when June talks about it being like a rom com

“You know I love chaos” (Nora)- 96

I think its really sweet that Henry wants to be a writer

107- the first kiss! (Squeals)

#red white and royal blue #books

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This seems fun! Thanks to @bellflowering for tagging me! (It definitely doesn't bother me :) )

I'm ready to be clowned on for my taste in music. Hopefully the shuffle will be kind to me today.

Interview Music Tag Game

Put your playlist on shuffle. For each of the [11] interview questions, select a lyric from the random song that comes up. (Skip if there aren’t any lyrics and make sure to drop the name of the song in your interview answer!) <3

1. First off, how would you describe yourself in one sentence?

'Got time, time, wait for tomorrow' - Plush by Stone Temple Pilots

2. What kind of [Virgo] are you?

'Saving my money and I'm hella happy, that's a bargain b*tch' - Thrift Shop by Macklemore

Boy there were some really tempting options in this song

3. You’re visiting your favorite spot, what are you thinking about?

'I hear voices in my head' - Voices by Rev Theory (Randy Orton's WWE theme song)

4. If your life was a movie, what do you think the first review would say about it?

'Leave a memory behind forever, forever' - Be Someone Forever by Red Vox

5. Say you get a book deal, what are you titling your memoir?

'I guess nothing can last forever' - Summer Of '69 by Bryan Adams

6. What would you say about your best friends?

'Full of change that no one sees' - Line in the Sand by Motörhead (Evolution's WWE theme song)

7. Think back to when you had everything all figured out in high school, what was your life motto as a teenager?

'I'm so scared of what this could have been' - Little One by Highly Suspect

8. Describe your aesthetic now:

'Waking up this time' - She by Green Day

9. What’s a lyric they’ll quote in your eulogy?

'It was no one I had heard of' - Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega

10. Say we believe in soulmates, what do you think their first impression of meeting you would be?

'I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the mirror' - Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger

11. [And for our final question], if you had to narrow down the meaning of life to one sentence, what would it be?

'And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away' - Gone Away by The Offspring

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The playlist was kind to me, all things considered. Good thing you'll never know I listen to Love Shack by The B-52s.

If my answers seem emo, it's because of the lyrics to the songs, I swear.

Tagging all my mutuals if you want to play!

#cfposts

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i have fallen in love with your Derrick x Penelope's post, the ones with the real Penelope.

Why do you think Derrick was so obsessed with her. And what did Reynold and the Duke think of the real Penelope.

Should they be shocked after hearing about Derrick's feelings.

Kind of think that they would have allowed Penelope to be married to Derrick to save face or keep her after Yvonne came back. To give her some sort of purpose in the duchy

I have talked about why I think Derrick liked Penelope here. Beware not even I like this interpretation even though it’s the most logical.

I believe the Duke liked Penelope but he did not know how to express it. He did not know how to raise a child much less a so called problem child. You can see how his other children turned out (one far too serious and the other too immature, the third idolized like a saint even though she was like 12. What was she really like? We don’t know but I doubt that she was perfect.). I don’t think the duke was a good father but I also don’t think he was that different from other noble fathers. Aristocratic families are structured differently than commoner families. Giving his daughter under the care of a maid and not interacting with her for weeks would not even be seen as neglect since men, especially if from nobility, were far less involved in their children’s lives than today. But Penelope who was used to closeness (saw her parents every day, slept and ate with them, because they were poor) might have already felt neglected before she was neglected for real. I think the Duke distanced himself from her whenever she had done something wrong/was angry to give her time to calm down. He did not know how to punish her except for house arrest. Good communication skills just aren’t in their genes. He might have even doubted that she liked him since she refused to call him father since she was 12 and seemed to be only interested in his material wealth. Both Penelope and the Duke might have been under the impression that this was an one sided relationship where they were the ones wanting to be loved while the other was exploiting them (either for money or as a replacement). So they didn’t want to come across as desperate which resulted in coldness between them and only confirmed the other’s suspicion.

I’d say Reynold interacted the most with her. In the first chapters we can see how he stands in the door of her room to say “serves you right, b*tch”. I think this is a regular occurence. He would drop by to say some mean words, pour salt into her wounds after something bad had happened, and a fight would ensue. His room is close to hers, he was the closest to her in age, maybe he would have had attempted to play with her in the beggining, but the games would always take a violent turn.

I can see him locking her up in a closet during a game of hide and seek, pushing her down the stairs or into a mud puddle in the garden, daring her to do things that he knew were forbidden and would get her into trouble and then calling her a coward if she would refuse, playing pranks on her, stealing her treasures and hiding them away because he thought a thief like her did not deserve such nice things, taking her away to an unknown place and then abandoning her, only to search for her sick with worry hours later because the guilt was pricking his conscience and she had not returned by sunset.

I think Reynold was more willing to see her as a replacement sister than Derrick but the necklace incident destroyed every possibility of this ever happening. (Remember the scene in the attic where he complained that she made a poor substitute). Og Penelope seems to resemble him the most in personality too. I wonder if being exposed to him had a bad influence on her or if she had always been similar to him and that’s why they clashed. I have the feeling Penelope attempted to act like Ivonne but it only irritated Reynold and Derrick more which caused her to turn into the exact opposite.

They’d be shocked about Penelope x Derrick happening. Reynold would be weirded out and discourage Derrick from the marriage because he’d be convinced that Derrick was far too good for her and that she could ruin his future. He might fall back to victim blaming again and accuse Penny of manipulating Derrick because no man in their right mind would want to marry her much less his brother who was like the prime example of a perfect gentleman. The duke would be more accepting if this is what Penelope wanted. Eventually Reynold would give in too. The Eckarts weren’t too thrilled at the idea of Penelope leaving the mansion to start her own life and marry. I agree with you, the Eckarts would be more than happy to have an excuse to keep her in the duchy forever.

#anon #answered asks #vadd

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