#but her children put me to sleep because of how boring they are

[kadwrites]

different yet the same | T.S

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summary ; nothing stays the same, but how can you explain that to the people you love?

warnings ; arranged marriage!trope, soft!tommy, reader has a voice kink? idk, typos probably, reader likes starting shit, REALLY slow burn.

a/n ; let me know what you think<3, also keep in mind that my first language is not english <3

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you felt like you were overheating, his hand was barely even touching your lower back but you could definitely feel it. he led you back to the office, to grab his coat , where he finally stepped away from you.

"ya didn't 'ave to do that" you needed to cut the tension

"do what?" he was putting on his coat

"fire 'er."

he stopped in his place , looking back at you with a raised brow "you'd rather i keep 'er ?"

you really wouldn't "i mean...." you trail off, trying to find the right words

he steps closer, until he's right before you. a little too close maybe "what do ya mean?" his voice is soft and deep.

it really didn't help you , that his voice had that much of an affect on you. "would ya've fired 'er if she spoke this way to anyone else ?"

"like who?"

"i don't know, anyone else." you repeat your words

"but she didn't say that to anyone else" his gaze was so intense, it felt like you couldn't take your own eyes off his "she said it to you"

he then took a step past you before you spoke again "did ya do it because she offended me or was it because it might've hurt your reputation?"

he stops again and sighs when he closes his eyes , he turns "why are ya fightin' me on this?"

"i'm not!" you chuckle "i'm just wonderin'..."

"well stop wonderin' , we got shit to do. let's go" he motions with his hand and heads for the door, you huff and follow him.

but your questions don't stop there. once you're in the car , you're back at it and with more resilience.

"why 'aven't i met your family yet?" you're in the passenger seat, your arms crossed as he drives

"jesus fucking christ" he mumbles, a cigarette hanging from his mouth "what's gotten into ya today , eh?" he glances at you

"what? i'm just trying to make conversation" you try to sound as innocent as you can.

"ya've met polly, 'ave't ya?" he takes a drag of his cigarette, smoke blowing in the air "there ya go, she's family."

"polly doesn't count , i knew 'er as a child. before i knew ya."

"she's my aunt , how does she not count?" his brows furrow and he laughs

"ya've brothers, and a sister, and sisters in law." you're not giving up, "ya've met my family already , why don't ya want me to meet yours?"

"i barely did" he looks at you , then back at the road "they don't exactly like my company now , do they?"

"they're shy!"

he looks at you with a half smile, as if asking you if you're serious "really?"

"come on tommy, i'm serious. how am i going to marry into a family that i don't know?"

"you're not marrying my family are ya? you're marrying me"

"tommy" you click your tongue

"why do ya want to meet them so badly?"

"i just..... i've always wanted to be close to my husband's family when i'd get married."

he sighs , looking back at the road "it'll take time for them to warm up to ya and they're hardly as polite as your lovely family is" he mumbles with a sarcastic tone

"probably" you nod "but i do want to meet them"

"fine, don't say i 'aven't warned ya." he sighs again, "i'll see what i can do"

"mum says that thomas shelby proposed to ya" sarah and amy are in your room, they're celest's daughters.

"mhm" you're still in bed and they're beside you. your sister's children are rascals, just like their mom they, don't knock when they come in, they lay in your bed with you and wake you up whenever they're bored. you're eyes are still closed when you mumble, not that it would stop them from pestering you. you try to hang on to any crumb of sleep you can get.

"can we see the ring?" amy asks , you can hear the smile in her voice.

you raise your hand, wiggling your ring finger. at her.

you tried to keep this whole thing from them, to not let them know what really happened. they're smarter than you think though. after all , sarah is already 14 and amy is 13. they already have an idea, they just never wanted to bring it up.

"oh my god..." amy's voice is filled with excitement and a little bit of disbelief "is this a real diamond?"

"of course it fucking is." you grumble. you turn, so you're laying on your side but facing them now

"are ya happy?" sarah pulls the covers, getting under them next to you

"why wouldn't i be ?" you chuckle sleepily "i'm gonna be fucking rich" you wiggle your brows

they both chuckle with you, but they are still looking at you with a type of look, and you know what it meant.

"mum says that his house is far , that we wouldn't see ya as often." amy mumbles

"your mum is dramatic. of course ya will." you reassured them, but the thing is you didn't even know how life would be after your wedding. "ya're not getting rid of me that easy."

"are ya nervous?"

"a little bit yeah" you shrugs "but it's normal, your mum was nervous too ya know? she'd cry every time she saw me." you say with a snort "and look at 'er, she still comes over every other day."

"but that's different isn't it?" amy dares to ask

"what is different?" you ask softly

"everything is going to be different" she mutters and you can feel your heart crack at that "this wedding is different, you're marrying ... 'im, and moving away, and it'll be different." her voice cracks, and she looks away

"nothing is going to be different amy..." you get up, and scoot next to them "but even if things change i'll still be me, ya'll still 'ave me"

sarah leans her head on your shoulder "i'll miss ya"

you look at her then at amy, "aww , hey now" you hug her, laughing as you kiss her head "i'm not going anywhere," you speak into her hair

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[donutz]

Hii I wanted to ask you if you can make a yandere smiling critters x shy female smiling critter cat reader?

I love how you write, good job! If you can't place the order, I will understand💕

Sorry if I wrote something wrong, English is not my first language.😭

I'll do your request, just might take a while! Also, thank you ^_^! Your English is just fine :)

Yandere Smiling Critters x shy female Smiling Critters cat reader

Honk shoooo..

Honk shoooooo……

Honk— “Kitty! It's time ta wake up!!” Kickin said, hey, you can't sleep for too long, you have to deal with the kids. You almost flinched from Kickin's loud approach. You were slowly waking up, fastly blinking and then looking like you'll go to sleep again. “C'mon!!” He put his wing on your face.

“Kickin, I'm awake. Please.” You whisper. Gently putting your paw on his wing. He raised his eyebrows a bit from that. He smiled, and took your paw with both of his wings, softly yanking you so you can get up quicker.

You were a little sloppy, so you stood up (while sitting) and lazily leaned on Kickin. “Oof– ... At least you're up…”

The other critters were all discussing today's activity while you were (kind of) cuddling with Kickin. 

Bobby Bearhug came up to you and started cuddling with you. Now having two Smiling Critters on both of your sides!

“So, whaddya think Kitty?!” Dogday said, catching your attention. You were still tired and not processing things, so you have no idea what he meant.

“... Huh?” The critters started laughing from your oblivious sound. Dogday was laughing too, “I mean— heh, I mean what do you think about t-today’s activity..?” You were much more awake for what he said, “Oh um. I— I think it’s nice…” You muttered.

“Great!”

The children were all awake, happy(most of them) and bright(mostly). You were stepping out of the critters’ room, while holding paws with Bobby as she was explaining the main activity.

“So, do you have it now?” She asked you, thankfully you were actually paying attention this time.

“Um. Yea..” You whispered. You weren’t much of a talkative one, but that’s okay.

Some would say you were like Craftycorn, but more shy. You try to ignore those comparisons. The kids were eating their breakfast, and Bobby was still next to you.

You had to watch the kids, because just in case a kid was choking, you needed to get them to not choke. The other critters would handle the other kids and calm them down. The other critters mostly being Dogday and Bobby.

While Bobby was sitting right next to you, holding your paw, just talking about what it was like dealing with the children's emotions, while her head was on your shoulder.

A few feet away, there were some jealous critters looking at you two. “I wanna hold Kitty’s paw…” Picky said. “Me too..” Kickin added.

Dogday saw their envious mood and went over to them. “It’s okay guys, there’s no need to be jealous!” He looked over at you two.

Yea he sees no reason to be jealous. This is because he is an adult! Well it was a headcanon, and to be honest with you, it seems like a really good headcanon. Basically he was an employee at Playtime co.

And to be honest with you, AGAIN, a grown adult being jealous over two kids being kids, is VERY strange ^_^. Anywho, back to the story (⌒‿⌒)

Dogday didn’t get it! He doesn’t understand. (NO SHAME FOR MY BABY!!!!!)

The kids were done eating, and now they all were doing the activity. If you were wondering what this mystery activity is, it’s about sleep and rest.

The kids thought it was going to be boring, who wants to talk about sleeping?? But the critters wanted to talk about how good it is to get some shut eye after a long day of being awake.

Maybe it could also help Catnap with the kids falling asleep.

All the Smiling Critters were grouped together, doing actions and spouting words on why sleep is good for you.

“See?! Kickin here is all tired and sleepy (he was doing an action to represent it), not able to really do anything!”

“It is also not good for your health!”

“But Catnap is all nice and rested! Being able to walk, talk, and color while being fully awake.”

“Not getting enough sleep isn’t good for anybody! Not adults, little kids like you guys, or even teens! If you get the sleep required, you’re able to get work done quicker, be able to color, and many activities can be done!”

“Even fun activities! Drawing, doing sports, playing games, all of those things can be done in a more fun way, just by getting a few hours of sleep!”

Bubba was able to communicate with the children in a more interesting way, not a lot of them were bored from his statements. 

“Any questions?” Bubba asked, some kids raised their hands, showing their curiosity about sleep.

“What happens if I don’t sleep?”

“Well… If you don’t sleep, your body can’t operate very well. It’s like your bed is the charger, and you need that charger in order to get through the day! Some say.. If you don’t get sleep for too long, your brain.. Can eat itself!!!” He said, getting the kids all hyped up.

“Well I guess I should get some sleep!!” One kid said.

“Yea! I don't want my brain to eat itself!!” Another wailed.

“Mhm! And so you can learn about it, if you want to, I have a word search!”

The children started grabbing the papers, wanting to know some words about sleep.

“I also have something you could decode! For the kids who want to challenge their brain!”

The kids were all doing something, word searches, talking to the critters to get more facts about rest, decoding, at least an activity that can distract them.

You and Catnap were walking around, helping any of the kids, and also calming them down if they got frustrated.

You two were just being cuddly kitties.

You were pretty sure the other critters(minus Dogday) were holding back from just cuddling up to you too.

Apparently they had to help with the kids….

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime x reader #smiling critters #female reader #fem reader #shy fem reader #shy female reader #shy reader #shy fem smiling critters reader #smiling critters cat reader #yandere #yandere smiling critters #yandere smiling critters x shy female smiling critters cat reader #yandere smiling critters x reader #there are going to be so much tags oml #smiling critters x reader #dogday #dogday x reader #catnap #catnap x reader #bobby bearhug #bobby bearhug x reader #craftycorn #craftycorn x reader #kickin chicken #kickin chicken x reader #hoppy hopscotch #hoppy hopscotch x reader #picky piggy #picky piggy x reader

[flowersandbigteeth]

I’m obsessed with Levi, absolutely smitten. Thank you for sharing him with us.

If you feel up to it could we get a snippet of someone maybe a rival vampire trying to plant doubts in Levi about the reader. Maybe accusing them of cheating on him and using him, only for Levi to laugh in their face because he knows how devoted and loyal they are to each other.

Just like the opposite of the miscommunication trope. Please and thank you🥺👉👈

I'm so happy you like Levi ^_^ This is just a little thing, but I thought it turned out cute and it's nice to do something lighter after the last one omg :D

Vampire (Levi) x female mom reader

Word Count: 1k

W: sfw vampire fluff

“Ugh,” Levi’s cousin Ivan and leader of his clan in Russia grimaced looking down at Meryl over his glass of blood, “don’t you have a nanny?” 

Levi nudged him away from the baby sleeping peacefully in the crib he’d put in his office so she could be nearby. He’d wanted to give you a spa day and he knew you weren’t yet comfortable with the nanny, so he happily offered to keep his favorite cinnamon roll with him.

He also wanted you out of the house when his cousin arrived. He didn’t like males seeing you and he knew how frivolous vampire’s could be. Their lives were long and got boring, rare jewels intrigued them, if only for a time. He’d sent you surrounded by a handful of Amazonian vampire bodyguards, so he felt confident no one would bother you. 

“(Y/N) and I have decided to keep her caretakers to a minimum,” he said, “she’s already been exposed to so many different germs and people, there’s no reason to add anymore.” 

Ivan snorted. 

“So she’s got you babysitting her brat?! Cousin, are you a fool?” 

Of course in his time, the idea of a vampire Clan lord carrying around an infant was preposterous, let alone one that was not his son, specifically. Many vampire mothers immediately gave their children to wet nurses so they wouldn’t look weak carrying a drooling baby around. 

Levi growled at his cousin, prompting him to lower his voice so as not to wake the baby. 

Ivan hissed lightly back, his eyes flashing. Vampire lords didn’t like being told what to do. 

“Who is this trollop anyway?” he snapped, though a bit quieter, “I’ve never seen you so wrapped around anyone’s finger.” 

Levi looked a little wistful. 

“Just an angel I came across in a fish store,” he murmured, his eyes resting fondly on Meryl. 

Ivan raised an eyebrow. 

“Fish…store…? And you’ve taken in her bastard? You’re babysitting it? Levi, I know losing Karen must have been hard but-”

Levi’s face hardened and his voice boomed. 

“Don’t say her name in my presence!” he snarled. 

Meryl cooed that she was waking up and started to whimper realizing she was alone. Levi looked distraught and hurried over to her, picking her up and bouncing her in his arm. 

“I’m sorry baby bat, did I wake you?” he cooed, and she gave him a gummy smile, doing her “daddy is picking me up” dance in his hand. 

Something about the happiness on Levi’s face when he looked at Meryl and how innocently she completely trusted him incensed Ivan. 

“This is absurd Levi. No one can be this happy! How do you know she doesn’t have some lover on the side and she’s just using you? Tugging a vampire lord on a leash?! She’s probably making another one of those things right now! Aren’t you concerned with how this makes the family look?!” 

Levi tipped Meryl’s head to his chest so she couldn’t see before he bared his fangs, transforming his face into a more animal version of itself as a warning. 

“Now you sound absurd, cousin,” he ground out, more offended that he’d say such a thing in front of his darling baby than taking it seriously, “(Y/N) is a devoted mother and wife. I won't listen to you slandering her in front of our child.”

Ivan snorted and crossed his leg with annoyance, spinning his blood around. 

“Goddess, modern romance is so disgusting,” he retorted, turning his face away from the tooth achingly sweet sight of Levi tossing Meryl in the air to make her giggle, “If it were me, I’d never see the thing.” 

“That’s why you’re a cold, lonely bastard,” Levi chuckled, “and I have a warm, beautiful family.” 

Ivan rolled his eyes. 

“Until she backstabs you like your mother,” he snapped. 

Levi growled more loudly. 

“I told you not to mention her,” he snapped, flipping Meryl over his shoulder by one foot so she wouldn’t see his anger and making her laugh out loud. 

“Ugggggh,” Ivan let out the longest groan ever at her pure joy as Levi pulled her back to his chest and found her one of the toys strewn on his desk to play with. 

“I’m back my loves!” you sighed as you walked into Levi’s office and breezed past the vampire sitting in one of Levi’s overstuffed chairs. You tossed your purse lazily on his desk, then tipped up on your toes and gave Levi a kiss, then smooched Meryl. 

“Feel my face,” you beamed, taking his hand and putting it on your freshly worked over skin, “they did some kind of laser thing to it! It’s super soft!” 

He grinned down at you, taking the opportunity to circle your cheek with his fingers. Maybe it was softer than normal, it always felt soft to him, but he was happy you wanted him to touch you. You'd been seeking out his touch more and more, each time delighting him more than the last.

A bit of a tug in the back of your mind reminded you the other vampire was still there and you glanced over your shoulder at him. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?” you asked, looking him over. He looked a bit like Levi, as well, but with wheat blonde hair cropped short and bright blue eyes. 

“Uh…this is my cousin, Ivan,” Levi said with as little enthusiasm as possible, “he’s in town for the wedding.”

He was eager to see you since you’d been gone all morning, but he still didn’t like males looking at you, disappointed your spa treatment ended early. For Ivan’s part his mouth dropped and his eyes grew big. He hopped up from the chair and crossed the room, looming over you. 

He took your hand and gave it a kiss, smiling down at you with the eyes of a predator behind baby blue irises almost flashing green with envy. 

“Levi told me many things about you and I thought he was exaggerating, but he wasn’t lying when he said you are truly lovely. Now I think I understand his fascination. I look forward to seeing more of you, my dear,” Ivan purred, “Levi loves to throw parties so I’m sure there will be plenty of occasions for us to get more acquainted.”

You blinked up at him and extracted your hand from his. 

“Er...good to meet you,” you said, wondering if it was a generational gap thing that made him sound so weird to you. Many of Levi's vampires had odd dialects hinting to their time of origin.

Levi bared his teeth and handed Meryl to you, practically shoving his cousin from the room. 

“I’ll see you later, cousin!” he growled, slamming the door behind him.

#monster x girl #monster boyfriend #monster lover #sfw monster fluff #monster oc #vampire x reader #angst #yandere fluff #male yandere #yandere x reader #x reader #vampire boyfriend #vampire #monster x reader

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Don't mind me having a brain rot of Ghost visiting the orphanage where Jade volunteered in and having one of the fluffiest day of his life.

Ghost during his off-duty time because he was injured. Bored Ghost contacting Jade to relieve his boredom, then her inviting him to visit the orphanage she used to be a part of. Ghost being reluctant saying that he's never dealt with so many kids at once and that he's bad with kids. Jade saying to him that kids have this magical effect on people so Ghost obliged.

Jade telling the kids, "We have a new friend today. Meet Mister Simon!" Only for the kids to call him "MISTER SALMON???" instead. Jade trying to stand up straight as she died laughing inside while Ghost just 🧍

The younger kids asking for piggy back rides on Ghost's back and shoulders. Jade telling them to take turns but Ghost found out that he could lift 5 children on his shoulders and arms, proceeding with giving them the ride of their lives like they're flying in the air because of Mister Salmon's height.

One of the kids crying because Ghost ran too fast and became too afraid. Ghost putting them down but the kid kept crying. Ghost not knowing what to do, panicking inside, only for Jade gesturing to him to give the kid a hug and rub the kid's back.

Ghost who was hesitant at first, but deciding to hug the crying child, having a realization of how big his body actually is compared to a kid, that he hasn't hugged such a vulnerable, fragile kid in a such a long time (or never, even), rubbing the child's back in a soothing manner, whispering, "it's okay, you're okay now. Shhh."

Ghost not knowing what to do when other kids started to hug him as he hugged the crying child. Jade secretely taking a photo of him being surrounded by kids.

Ghost seeing two kids fighting for toys and somehow he ended up making it a push-up and sit-up competition. Ghost having to stick a band-aid on one kid as they were too excited and scraped his knee.

One kid being prideful and saying to him that he could give Mister Salmon a piggyback ride. Mister Salmon squat-walking as he followed the kid from behind.

Them playing London Bridge Is Falling Down with Jade and an older kid as the bridge. Ghost having to crawl on his four to fit the kids' heights and somehow gets caught on the bridge. The kids laughing as he looked absolutely ridiculous crawling in all fours as they pointed at Mister Salmon and Miss Chacha being the bridge. Ghost and Jade blushing profusely as they hold hands.

Afternoon nap time, Ghost having to soothe a crying kid, eventually sleeping on his arm and Jade helping him tuck the kid to bed.

Ghost looking at Jade as she softly sings a lullaby to one of the kids whilst thinking that she used to be one of the kids. Ghost thinking of how she could still keep the softness when she's the exact opposite during missions.

Ghost and Jade having a downtime together drinking tea while being tired af because he didn't remember dealing with kids was this draining.

Dinner time as Ghost helps Jade and the other caretakers prepare food. Mister Salmon spoon-feeding a younger child because they were very highly energetic. Ghost having a kid throw up on his hoodie as Jade scrambles to clean his hoodie, only for Ghost to tell her it's literally nothing compared to what he's witnessed during his deployments.

Ghost unexpectedly feeling happy that day as he dropped Jade off in front of her house. Jade saying that he's not bad with kids at all, in fact, he was so good with them. Him thanking her and saying he wouldn't mind coming along for the next time.

#I tried to sleep but this idea kept going around my mind #would draw this but I don't have my equipment with me #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #simon ghost riley #charlotte jade le jardin #ghost x jade #ghost x oc #original character #call of duty oc #call of duty au #call of duty modern warfare au #fic prompt #sleepy's thoughts #simon riley #simon ghost riley fic

[jjunieworld]

01. oh “dear diary” ⸝ ˚⋆

↳ half written, half texts. word count: 1.7k

— SOCIOLOGY CLASS, 5:45PM —

class seemed to be going on forever, you felt as you rested your head in your hand.

the teacher was going and on about who knows what now. you glanced at the clock on the wall. it read 5:45pm. the soft clicks taunting you. 15 more minutes and you can finally see your friends.

nobody shared your last hour and a half class with you. none of them minored in sociology. everytime to stepped into class you regretted it instantly.

you slid your phone out from your bag, positioning it behind your laptop.

“remind me to never take another sociology class again,” you typed to the group chat. a few seconds later and your phone buzzed with a reply from yeonjun.

“you say this every time you have the class,” he replied with a laughing emoji.

glancing up to the clock again, you sigh. 5:50pm. you could make it another ten minutes. you tune in to what your teacher is saying and realize he’s talking about some dog his wife got and how now they have to keep it because their children have already become attached to it. you look around the class to see either people half asleep or close to it. the teacher either doesn’t notice or doesn’t mind as they’re talking a mile a minute on a rant with their hands flying everywhere.

you slide your phone back into your bag and start to clean up your supplies. by the time you put your last notebook in your bag the bell rings. the class is suddenly alive. you close your laptop, sliding it into your bag and stand up, flinging the bag over your shoulder.

your phone vibrates as you walk down the hallway and you pull it out, telling your friends that you’re on your way to the cafe now. hueningkai and jake text that they already have the table saved.

a voice startles you out of your messages, “honestly, remind me next semester to not take another late class. i'd rather take morning classes and get everything over with.” yunjin complains as she walks up next to you, her hair is a little messy and she has lines on her face that shows she just woke up from a nap. you laugh a little and she looks over to you.

“what?” a smile creeps up on her mouth and you point to her face. she opens her camera on her phone and begins to look at herself, then let’s out a small gasp.

“oh my god!” she flattens her hair and rubs at her face a little, but stops when she realizes that it’s not making the marks go away. she mutters a “whatever” under her breath. she turns to you again.

“so…” she trails off and giggles a little, “anybody compliment you on the outfit?”

you laugh and shake your head, “everyone was too busy sleeping to bother to look at me.” the two of you stop at the elevator to go down to the first floor before yunjin’s face lights up.

“fuck!” she yells. “i forgot to get my textbook!” she turns on her heels and books it down the hallways back to her last class. you shake your head at her, laughing a little.

you move to the side of the elevator, out of the way of all the other students. a couple minutes past and yunjin still isn’t back.

she must’ve gotten into it with her teacher, you think.

“are you waiting for the elevator?” you hear a voice speak.

you look up from the game you were playing on your phone to see none other than the most popular boy in your college. choi soobin, resident golden boy, and the guy who you unfortunately have a crush on like almost every other girl in the school.

you can feel your cheeks heating up. the words to reply to him seem stuck in your throat. his eyes bore into yours and it feels like flowers are blooming in your heart after years of darkness.

“y-yes.. no!” you quickly reply, stuttering and accidentally shouting the last word. you clear your throat hastily. “yes,” you start again, “but i’m waiting on my friend.” where is yunjin, you think.

he nods as if considering your words. you glance up at the LED screen that shows what elevator the floor is on. floor five, and you’re on floor three. and the rickety old thing takes forever to get from floor to floor. they really need to fix it.

it’s quiet for a moment between the two of you. you’re too nervous to get back on your phone, not wanting to seem rude and also wanting to seem attentive if he starts speaking again.

“so… you major in sociology?” soobin speaks. you raise your eyebrows in shock and before you can ask how he knows you take sociology he continues. “your textbook,” he points to your bag where half of the textbook is falling out from you moving too quickly, “sorry, didn’t mean to sound like a creep.” he lets out a small laugh and you swear it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard.

you adjust the bag on your shoulders and laugh a little. “minor… and it’s okay, i didn’t think you were being creepy.” you mentally smack yourself. did that sound weird to say? did you just ruin your chances to talk to the person you’ve been crushing on since you got to this school?

if soobin thought your reply was weird he didn’t say anything about it. he takes a step towards you and your breath catches in your throat. you hands start to feel sweaty as you tightly grip the straps of your bag.

“i’m actually trying to take a sociology class next semester!” soobin exclaims with a sheepish smile on his face. he runs a hand through his hair and looks down. “how’s the class? i heard mr. lee is kinda intense.”

“it’s not that bad actually…” you trail off. and it isn’t. when mr. lee isn’t going on a tangent, the information you learn is actually really useful. “i wouldn’t take the late class though, he tends to start rambling a lot towards the end of the day.”

soobin nods and thinks your answer over. a smile spreads on his mouth. “i don’t know if this is a weird ask, but do you mind if i get your number?”

your heart completely stops and you struggle to think if you heard his words right. he wants your number? you of all people? this has to be a fever dream.

“…for questions on the sociology subjects?” soobin continues. you try and subtly take a deep breath to get the blood in your body flowing again.

“of course!” you smile softly. he pulls his phone out and scrolls on it for a second before handing it over to you. it’s already on the ‘new contact’ page, empty and ready for you to put your information into it. you take it carefully, trying not to let it show how your hands are shaking. typing in your name and number, quickly checking it over and making sure to only put your name and nothing else, you give a slight nod to yourself and hand the phone back to him.

soobin beams and thanks you. the elevator beeps and then creakily opens. you look around again for yunjin and see no sign of her. you start to curse her in your head before remembering that if she was here you would have to get on the same elevator ride as soobin.

thank you yunjin. i love you and you’re the best and i’ll never doubt your ability to get in trouble again, you think to yourself.

soobin walks in the elevator and turns a little, “coming?” embarrassment shoots through you and you shake your head a little.

“my friend…” you start to say before soobin cuts you off with an “oh yeah! sorry about that! it was nice talking to you, i hope to see you soon.” and as the last word comes out his mouth, the elevator doors shut.

finally you feel like you can breathe again. there’s no way that just happened. absolutely no way. shakily you open the messaging app on your phone and type out a message to your friends, demanding that they all come to the chat this instant.

your phone buzzes as yunjin comes barreling around the corner. “sorry! so sorry!”

as she runs down the hallway she continues, panting and out of breath, “stupid bitch was telling me off for forever for sleeping in class and forgetting my book. as if everyone in that forsaken class wasn’t asleep. that’s a problem with her as a teacher and not me as the student.” her phone is in her hand, open to the group chat.

she doubles over and breathes heavily for a couple seconds before lifting her phone up and shaking it a little. she stands up straight and manages to breath out a “what?!”

“i know!” you say, excited and nervous all at once. you tell yunjin exactly what happened, not leaving out a detail, and telling her your inner thoughts. you can’t help but think about how out of a movie this all feels. the popular and unpopular girl and boy. it almost too on the nose, and you wouldn't have believed it if it hadn’t just happened to you.

the hallways are long deserted and you and yunjin boast each other on the what ifs that could’ve happened as you wait for the elevator to make its way back up to your floor.

“what if when i grabbed his hand to put my number in, he pulled me to him and kissed me!” you squeal. yunjin makes an ‘O’ face and points to you, “that would’ve been so good! and then it’s all like ‘time stopped even though it was only a couple seconds.’” she puts her hands over her heart. “‘and the elevator dings as we go into our happily ever ever!’”

you both giggle as the elevator does ding and you step on to it.

masterlist.

summary: choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. y/n… not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can’t get y/n to date him in a month. unfortunately for y/n, they’re a hopeless romantic.

A/N: first written chapter! and so the bet begins… how did you feel about the chapter! enjoy!

taglist: @imagineyour-kpopboy @gothgyuu @carengene (if your name is bold it wouldn’t let me tag you!)

— kipo <3

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[eviebane]

Maggie is a Nephilim (hear me out)

Yes, I know. We've seen theories that Maggie is a demon, that she's an angel. But on my nth rewatch last night, I thought, what if she's a Nephilim?

I have never seen this theory until this morning this pops up on my dash so give this a read too This is also a great post on who/what is Maggie

What is a Nephilim?

The Nephilim were on the earth in those days, and also afterward, when the sons of God came in to the daughters of man and they bore children to them. These were the mighty men who were of old, the men of renown [Genesis 6:4 English Standard Version]

The Hebrew word Nephilim is sometimes translated as "giants" and sometimes taken to mean "the fallen ones". Some view them as offspring of fallen angels and humans. Another view that aligns with the fallen angel interpretation includes Nephilim being the offspring of demon possessed men and godly women. [Source]

I'm presenting the possibility that Maggie is half angel and half demon.

Maggie doesn't drink just like angels (except Azi) don't drink alcohol. I'm not sure she drinks/eats anything on screen?

"No judgement" is also an interesting response. We know angels judge a lot for consuming human things. Did she grow up around this judgement?

We know she sleeps at least, but so do demons.

2. Maggie struggles with spelling just like most demons.

The only characters with spelling issues are demons and Maggie. The writers are too good for this to not mean something. It is the first thing we learn about her character!

3. Maggie doesn't "know how to conduct a courtship". Her language in general is... strange.

She seems to have similar concepts of love to Aziraphale from books - she was hoping to get locked in with Nina so they could talk about her feelings, like literally locked in a room together trope and she loved the awning scene and the dance.

4. Aziraphale assumes she can feel the angels arriving.

I don't think Azi is aware there's anything different about Maggie, but just like Shax's comment about her being a nobody, the ethereal and occult alike seem to sense something different about Maggie.

5. The Record Shop

Love of records - literally the only other characters who have expressed interest in records are angels (Azi, Gabriel) or demons (Beelzebub, Crowley-ish). The humans (Nina) question why she bothers with them.

I can't help but wonder, if something is different about Maggie, does she know that Aziraphale is an angel? Did she seek out that particular corner that used to be his bookshop (a former outpost of Heaven!) for her record shop? To keep safe because she thinks Heaven or Azi may protect her if needed, or perhaps to keep an eye on Heaven because they don't know about her existence or could pose a threat to her. Ultimately we don't know how Heaven or Hell feels about Nephilim (though Adam could have been a Nephilim, if his mother was human).

6. Maggie is very calm during the Whickber Street Association Dance (I mean- Formal Business Meeting) and the attack on the bookshop.

The humans (mostly Nina) repeatedly question what is going on and are in fear of their lives.

She literally looks Shax in the eye and is unbothered! The show made it VERY clear to us that Maggie isn't fazed by demons.

What possible reason would they have to put this in the show? I don't think the 'allowing them entry' accident is motive enough alone to have this in the show. The writers are phenomenal, they would have found alternative ways to get the demons in that bookshop if they wanted Maggie to be as scared as the humans were.

Honey what have you been scared of your whole life??

We've seen nothing big in her backstory that might explain why she's spent her life being scared of things. But what if she's spent her life hiding - from Heaven, Hell?

7. Nina calls Maggie 'angel'.

This could be to highlight a parallel between Nina/Maggie and Crowley/Aziraphale, but I still think this particular choice of endearment was interesting.

8. Azi's miracles do not work on her.

Nephilim are typically more powerful than their angel parent, so it's possible that it didn't work on Maggie because she is more powerful than Azi, a principality.

Which means she is 100% acting normally during the whole dance scene, not under any influence from Azi unlike the humans.

9. Maggie's clothing seems to lean more toward what angels wear - white - but then she's got a lot of colour.

Perhaps this is to show her goodness like the angels, but also her humanity. (like Adam being 'human incarnate'?)

Her necklace is a toucan, which has different culture symbolisms. The most interesting for this comparison being; wisdom, communication, a messenger from the gods, divinity, grace, and higher knowledge. It is a very interesting animal to associate to Maggie's character.

Birds (though doesn't appear to be a toucan) are also on her clothing.

Also, her yellow cardigan reminds me of the Ladies of Camelot?

I feel like Maggie has the most diverse wardrobe out of any of the characters. We see her in pretty much every colour of the rainbow whereas other characters stick to similar colour palettes.

10. What if Maggie has owned the record shop since the 1920s - that her 'great grandmother' owned it in the 1920s the same way Aziraphale's 'grandfather' owned the bookshop?

The same way her 'great grandmother's' ring could have maybe been hers in another life, to a human that died.

If Maggie has also been alive longer than she seems, it would explain why she was 'not that sort of teenager'. Perhaps she was raised in Heaven, Hell, or in secrecy. Perhaps she came into the world in an adult form.

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That's my Nephilim theory. But here's an extra, special crazy addition:

Maggie is the offspring of Crowley & Aziraphale.

It's a very popular idea that someone (Metatron, God, who knows) has been messing with timelines. If Maggie is a demon and angel hybrid, what couple would that lead us to suspect as the parents?

Maybe only one of them is the parent. Crowley is a fallen angel, it could fit with the idea that Nephilim are the offspring of a fallen angel and human. Aziraphale, too, in many ways, could also be considered 'fallen'.

What's one, sure-fire thing to make Crowley & Aziraphale believe their love is safe, true, right, okay to be felt?

A product of their love.

If someone has been messing with timelines, Maggie could have been born in the future, and either as a result of someone messing with time, or through her own powers, have travelled back in time to be there when her parents needed her most, to prevent the Second Coming.

We know how powerful Aziraphale and Crowley are when they work together. Can you imagine the enormous power an offspring of theirs could have? It would be monumental in the fight against Heaven and Hell.

We also know they have the power to hide an archangel. Could their future-selves have hidden Maggie, and now even their past (present day) selves can't see her true self?

It's Maggie who insists to Nina that they should talk to Crowley & Aziraphale about their feelings, Nina says it won't help, Maggie says we should try anyway. Maybe she thought it was the only way to get Aziraphale to stay, if he knew how Crowley felt about him, and that it could somehow thwart the Second Coming that she's seen in the future and is now trying to avoid.

Maggie is associated with toucans- messengers of God, wisdom, higher knowledge. Her blue cardigan has birds. (No nightingales). Her yellow cardigan has what looks like the Ladies of Camelot, the night that Azi performed the magic show and Crowley nearly shot him. What if the ring on her necklace is a future wedding ring belonging to Azi or Crowley - who died in the Second Coming in her timeline? She has Azi's love of records and Crowley's sense of humour.

For the Ineffable Husbands, a product of their love would be huge in overcoming the barriers that they - and Heaven, Hell - have put between them. It would show Crowley that he isn't truly evil at heart, that he is a good person. It would show Aziraphale that God accepts their love, or at least won't prevent it. That their feelings are okay, safe. They can be an us. That they truly do work best as a team.

We've speculated that either Crowley or Aziraphale will (temporarily) die in Season 3. What if it's Maggie?

Just to end by saying I don't think this will be true for season 3, but I enjoyed putting this together.

#ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens #aziracrow #goodomens #ineffable divorce #good omens 2 #gomens #gomens 2 #good omens season 3 #good omens s3 #good omens headcanons #maggie #good omens maggie #maggie good omens #neil gaiman #michael sheen #david tennant #maggie service #long post #i'm so far down the rabbit hole I've hit the earth's crust

[binkszamsstuff]

Couldn’t help but stare at her photograph

Summary: James let his faults and insecurities take over his life. Saying things he doesn’t mean because he doesn’t deserve them. This costed him the love of his life and his children.

Warnings: like none really? Crying, angst, kissing, Bucky and reader have children, No happy ending!!!

🎞️

For a while I sat there staring at her photograph, For a while I cried and tried not to make a scene.

James watched the old tape of their wedding. The way she looked ingrained into his mind evermore. How he sore to any and everything that he would spend the rest of his life loving her. That’s the only promise he kept out of all of them.

There in the small coffee shop he watched crying as his y/n and their children sit at a table smiling and talking. He tried not to make a scene.

There was a time when we were young I used to make her laugh. But life is long, my love has gone away from me, gone away from me, gone away from me

“Ew James stop! No..no don’t you dare put that on meeee!” James chased her around the island in their home with raw cookie dough, trying to smear it on her. He was shirtless just in some sweatpants, she was in his shirt.

“Come on baby come give me a kiss” he said playfully.

“If I walk over there and give you a kiss promise you won’t get that on me?” She asked hesitantly

“Yes, yes I promise!” He laughed. She slowly made her way to him like a bunny trying to approach a wolf. He had his arms out waiting for her smiling like a fool. Drunk on love. Once she was in his arms, he held her tight and kissed her. It was warm and comfortable. No lust just pure admiration and love.

Once they broke out of the kiss he rubbed the spatula on her nose.

He broke the promise

“James!” They laughed together

 life is long, my love has gone away from me gone away from me, gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me.

“Why!? James have I done something wrong? Just let me in” she begged

“I can’t do this anymore, the routine and boring life. I have a second chance to live my life! To be free from hydra! And…”

“And you don’t want to spend it with me? Or our children?” Hopelessly. Was how she said it. And when she put it that way James felt guilty.

“I-i yes! Alright!” He took his regret out on her, in anger.

“I can’t fucking stand to be in this house! The mess! The noise! The nothingness! There’s nothing here!” He yelled

“Our kids are here! I’m here! Our family and love and home is here! We built this! I thought you loved us” she cried, sobbed, feeling like her whole life had been ripped apart.

Because…it had.

Lately I can’t seem find myself no sleep at all. Lately I just lie awake and hear and dream of a time when she was mine,felt like I had it all. But life is long, my love has gone away from me.

In different beds, in different houses that are not quite home. The broken couple that is no longer one lies awake. Thinking, missing, and dying for the other. The presence of one another still lingers on the other side of the bed. James sits in a half empty house. His kids rooms all cleared out, nothing but some left toys they didn’t want anymore. The other side of the closet, bathroom,and bedroom are still ‘moms side’ James in his heart is still married.

Y/n even though in a new house still has an empty space in the bathroom, closet, and bedroom, and her heart. Her stuff on right his on the left, but now she just has a half empty everything. She still makes room for him even though he is not there.

Gone away from me, gone away from me, gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me.

He didn’t want the endless hookups or a new woman every night like he once told her. He wanted what he used to have, what has left him. He pushed her away because of his insecurities. His arm, his age, his past, his ability to be a good father which he used to be. The kids were still young. Cecily and grant only 6 and 8, could he make it up them? Make it up to her?

Gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me. Yesterday is gone. Yesterday is dead. Get it through your head and walk away. Yesterday is gone ain’t no use of hanging on to her memory that only causes you pain.

“I’m sorry and I love you”

“Please don’t give me false hope. I love you James you’re the love of my life! But you made this decision and I- I don’t know if I could survive another thing like this happening. I’ll miss for the rest of my life.”

“I’ll miss you until the end of time.” He kissed her goodbye one last time before the kids could notice them, the two kids sitting in the car waiting for them to stop talking so they could go get ice cream with their dad.

At least he tried to get his life back after he broke it.

For awhile I sat there staring at her photograph. For awhile I cried and tried not to make a scene. There was a time when we were young I used to make her laugh. But life is long, my love has gone away from me.

🎞️

He sat and watched her marry a new man. One who could hold and keep his promises. And not let insecurities get in the way of his love and family. For this was James’ life now. Staring at her photograph.

The end

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[yanfeisty]

Can i request again? sagau reader with a little sibling or sagau reader that is a mother of twins can you pls make them interact with the travelers since the travelers are the reader's first vessel ok bye.

Genshin imagine | God's little twins

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Genshin x Creator!Reader

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Reader get Isekaid with their siblings/kids.

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Religious theme.

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐀/𝐍 : You can always request again! I didn't specify if they were reader's siblings or kids so you can choose. I hope you don't mind that I put others characters too, I really felt inspired on this one.

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. The twins are in heaven, or more like the best playground they ever had, they can go pet and even adopt slimes or rishboland tigers, and create an army with them. They have their own teapots and can do whatever they want in it. They are treated like Queens and Kings, people offers them toys and candies they never ate before, because after all they share the same blood as the Creator, and people think that if they gain the children's affection, they would get yours as well. You're quite busy in Teyvat, but luckily you have many candidates for babysitting.

. The Traveler looks at them with a heavy heart, it may be cheesy but it reminds her/him of her/his twin when they were both younger. She/He really hopes, those kids wouldn't get separated, it's a horrible feeling to experience, but she/he is sure with someone like you, they will always be happy and safe. She/he shares a lot of stories about others worlds she/he visited to them, and if they want they can come with her/him and Paimon on adventures, of course, the less dangerous ones. Even if Paimon disagrees with it because they're trying to cook her and she is scared be alone now.

. Characters who are so sweet around children, Thoma, Itto and Childe would love to play with them, especially since they are part of your family, if you're busy you can count on those boys to look after them and have a great time. If they're brats, lucky for them because Childe is way worse, and tease the absolute heck out of them because they're small and not as strong as him while still acting sweet, totally spoil them, and will take them to Mr. Cyclope. While Itto might pout at them because they can't stop trying to touch his horns and mock him when he looses, but he is so fun to play with, that the kids want to be around him all the time. And for Thoma, he doesn't mind cleaning the mess they make but he turns desperate of the kids bulling him constantly, but don't worry, he will find a solution to make them like him, he might need the help of Taroumaru though.

. Zhongli will be honored to take care of them, but the kids will get bored with his neverending stories, even if it's about a topic they like, however, he is the greatest for putting them to sleep. He'll hide his disappointment about the twins not being interested in their relative's impact on how he shaped Liyue and its economy, truly a pity. However, they can listen to Venti all day, he has the funniest stories and let them play with his lyre, he really is the best babysitter as he takes fun playing with the children. He also always has a bottle with him which they were curious about it, and he told them it's "the delicate liquid fluttering the butterflies in my chest, making me obsessed with its sweet taste." before passing out, they wanted to drink it but you stopped them before they did and scolded Venti later.

. Also, don't let them with Klee if you want to keep Teyvat safe, Jean can't survive the 3 alone, even Kaeya wouldn't try to let them go. They like playing with Qiqi but last time they played hide and seek together, the twins stayed half of the night alone while everyone was panicking and searching for them.

#sagau #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #childe x reader #itto x reader #thoma x reader #genshin creator au

[pyjamaart]

Breaking Bot (read more for some rambling about mega man fully charged)

Mega Man Fully Charged has been on my mind again lately, which made me realize that there's literally a robot named Chemistryman who worked as a chemistry teacher. Not using him as a Walter White stand-in would be a criminal offense.

I'll have to admit I started getting back into Fully Charged again after seeing some asshole on twitter complain about the character design for the hundredth time. I just can't stand that kind of negativity. I swear to god, Fully Charged is like the Sonic Boom of the Mega Man franchise. Personally, I really enjoy the FC designs. I've probably said this before, but I feel like the redesigns give some of the more forgettable robot masters way more character. Like, do I care for Classic Drillman from Mega Man 4? I mean, yeah, I do, but I wouldn't care as much if it wasn't for his Fully Charged incarnation.

I also really enjoy most of the original robot masters. I already talked plenty about Blastowoman and why I love her so much, but I want to talk about the others this time.

Take for example Chemistryman. Comparisons to Walter White out of the way, I feel like his character was a really fun idea. God knows I had teachers who put me to sleep back in the day. For me, it wasn't chemistry though, it was my economics teacher. I always compared her to a story teller at a Christmas market who would read children stories out of her big fairy tale book. Only that in reality, it was stuff like the minimization/maximization principle. Most of my notes for that class were incomprehensible chicken scratch, because I just couldn't keep my eyes open. In the end, I slept through like half her classes, lol. But I gotta say that I still always got a B or higher in the end. Somehow. I thank god every day that I never have to step foot in a school again.

I really wish Chemistryman got a little more time to shine though. Two episodes is just way too little. I would gladly take three more episodes with him over those gross Gutsman episodes. I know I love talking about wasted potential with this show, but I wish there was an episode that focused on Chemistryman outside of the school setting. I get that his whole character is "boring, bitter teacher", but I'd really like to see what he gets up to when he's not trying to force children to listen to his chemistry lectures. Like having Aki try to talk him into going into retirement for good. And then he tries to find hobbies for him so that he doesn't bore himself to death. I can see him getting into building model ships or something like that, lol.

Now that I'm already writing up a storm again, I might as well talk about some other headcanons I have about the FC bots. Since Woodman was in sleep mode for 30 years after the war ended (I don't know where I got that number from. I rewatched his debut episode, but the exact number doesn't appear anywhere. Oh well, let's just pretend this is canon, even if it isn't.) we got kind of a Shadow the Hedgehog type situation on our hands. All of his friends and family got to live their lives in this new, peaceful world of harmony between robots and humans, while Woodman spent 30 years powered down in a bush or something. Completely forgotten about. Like, why didn't they go look for him after the war ended? I don't think Aki and Suna wandered that far into the forest for their school assignment. If you really think about Woodmans back story for a moment, you realize how fucked up it actually is. 

Now my explanation for this goes into heavy heavy headcanon territory. When Suna calls the principal about Woodman, he warns her that Woodman is dangerous and to get away from him immediately. Now why would he say that? The principal also calls him "ruthless" in that same explanation. What I think happened back then was that Woodman actually planned to assassinate the human armies leader. (Possibly Sgt. Night?) The leader of the robots caught wind of his plan and put him into sleep mode himself, since he and Dr. Light were on the brink of finding a way to end the war peacefully. In my mind, this leader is the FC version of Swordman. Don't ask me why, he was just the first guy I thought of. And then it just stuck.

I know this makes Woodmans back story even more fucked up, but I just love putting my favorite blorbos through hardship. Don't even ask me about my headcanons for Drillman. They'd actually put me in prison.

Now all this culminates after Woodman is reactivated by Suna and Aki. Finding himself alienated from all his former friends and comrades (Maybe the other Mega Man 2 robot masters?), what was he supposed to do? He couldn't spend the rest of his life isolated (and homeless) in the forest, could he? And this is where season 2 could have delivered. But I'm done whining about that. If Capcom doesn't deliver, I gotta write my own season 2. Simple as that.

Anyway, getting back to Chemistryman, since he's pretty old, I imagine that he was already working as a teacher when Woodman was still around. Maybe he even was his teacher at some point.

And since I love having my favorite characters interact, I also thought of a scenario where Drillman wanders into the forest out of frustration over his miserable life, only to meet Woodman by coincidence. In the end, Woodman helps him work through his daddy issues and his body dysmorphia, while Drillman helps Woodman reintegrate and manage this (for him) completely new world of peace. Another great headcanon of mine is that Chemistryman is actually Acidmans father. Just because I think it would be funny. And as Fully Charged has confirmed: robots in that universe do indeed have parents. (Flashback to the time I drew Dr. Light beating the shit out of Drillman's father)

Speaking of Drillman.... For being one of my favorite Mega Man characters of all time, I haven't drawn him nearly enough. That will probably be my next project.

This might also be a great time to tell you that I've never watched Breaking Bad before, lol. Everything I know about it comes from RTGame's Stardew Valley playthrough and the RTVS Half Life parody.

Sorry for all the yapping. But if I don't talk about robots at least once a day, I might die. This is a serious condition.

#megaman #mega man #mega man fully charged #acidman #acid man #chemistry man #chemistryman #im just gonna add my essays under the read more from now on hehe #the funny crossover you never know you needed #i am very normal about the fully charged bots #should i also tag woodman and drillman? eeeh no

[noosayog]

[Liar Liar] you can lie about anything in your life. except for your boyfriend ft. Miya Osamu

wc: 800

warnings/content: silly reader, fluff i guess?

noos's notes: thinking abt writing a version of this for Iwa but reader says "my boyfriend is a trainer for olympians." and acquaintance shuts the fuck up

“Stop shaking yer leg, annoyin’” Osamu says.

You shoot him a glare, but your leg continues to bob, a habit when you're anxious. You’re about to shoot a nasty comment back, but it’s then that your lunch plans arrive.

Your acquaintance from high school; you’ve always been competitive but something about her brings out the petty in you. When she had reached out to catch up, your boyfriend asked if he could come along to meet your friend. You agreed.

It’s been almost 10 years out of high school, but you feel the irrational urge to show that you’re successful and happy with your life.

When she shows up, her tall, rich-looking boyfriend by her side, you’re glad you brought Osamu along.

“So how have you been?” she asks when she settles into the seat across from you.

The boys introduce themselves and four of you play catch up.

“What have you been up to? My boyfriend and I love to hit the gym after work together. You know, to stay fit!” she punctuates the sentence with a giggle and coy look at her boyfriend.

You pinch your face, “Yeah, I wake up at 5 everyday to go to the gym, too! I love to go… lift!”

You get up exactly at 8:54 am everyday because that’s the absolute latest you can afford to get up to start your 9AM work-from-home job.

You feel Osamu’s eyes bore into you from your left. His hands come over your shaking thigh in a warning squeeze.

And so lunch goes much the same way. She pulls, you push.

“I do so much great work at my job working with children and such!” she says.

“Yeah, totally get the whole making a difference thing. My role really supports the success of my company!”

You work in accounting at a regular corporation.

“I love to volunteer at the senior home on the weekend. All the people there are so lonely but sweet!”

“Totally, I go to the soup kitchen every Saturday to serve… soup.”

You sleep in on the weekends while Osamu cleans the house.

“I recently joined a book club and we’ve recently read The Feminine Mystique. It was so rewarding to be with like-minded girl bosses!”

“That’s soo inspirational of you! I’ve recently read The… Communist Manifesto. You know, the failure of free markets and all that.”

You watch the Great British Bake Off in bed every night.

You glance over to see Osamu practically shaking in laughter. He has his mug up to his face to hide the guffaws and you want to smack him in the head.

“That’s amazing! Well enough about us, what about your boyfriend? Mine works in investment banking. He’s such a hard worker. One of a kind, babe” she says, resting a french-manicured hand on her boyfriend’s bicep.

“Osamu-”

You pause, not sure how to go about this. There’s a lot of silence as you close your mouth and look down.

“I own a restaurant,” Osamu finally answers for you.

Osamu’s hand has left your thigh and he was no longer laughing. He didn’t sound very happy either. You wrap up your lunch, Osamu mostly sitting in silence for the remainder of the meal. You say your goodbyes before long and you and Osamu make your way home to your shared apartment.

At home, Osamu is uncharacteristically pouty for the rest of the day.

“What’s with the attitude?” you prod. He’s probably just hungry or something.

“Oh, attitude,” he mocks. “Is that why ya had nothing good to say about me at lunch? Because I’m embarrassing to yer perfect life ya want people to think ya have?”

You flinch a little. In truth, you had been feeling a little guilty about that.

“‘Samuuu,” you whine.

You sidle up to your boyfriend, who leans away from you. He’s putting on a dramatic pout, but you can tell he's hurt.

“‘Samu,” you cup his puffed cheeks in your hands. “I didn't wanna say anything about you because I was lying about everything else and I didn't want you to think the stuff I say about you is a lie. I wanted to say that you’re my buff, hot, cooking, Onigiri man. You have your own successful business, you're kind and thoughtful, and you have the hottest dad bod ever.”

Osamu scoffs, “lying. Understatement.” But you can see the corner of his lips upturning. One more push.

“And I love youuuuu,” you pinch his cheeks.

Osamu lifts you by the thighs and you wrap your legs and arms around him. “Well you better tell yer friend all that stuff ya just said about me next time. Don’t want her thinking her investment banking boyfriend has a one-up on me.”

“Hell no, I’m never seeing her again.”

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[persephonememes]

* (  THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ i was just really, really sad. ❜

❛ dead doesn’t mean gone. ❜

❛ i thought i was going to die too. ❜

❛ it only felt like dying because, actually, i was still alive. ❜

❛ to truly love another person is to accept that the work of loving them is worth the pain of losing them. ❜

❛ we can’t count on the past. ❜

❛ we think we have it trapped in our memories, but memories fade. ❜

❛ you’ll find it much quieter out here. ❜

❛ any of us could die at any moment. ❜

❛ she/he was my anchor. ❜

❛ i’m a lot braver than people think. ❜

❛ nothing holds, and all things change, given time. ❜

❛ change does not often announce itself. ❜

❛ all things fade. ❜

❛ time takes all things. ❜

❛ it is the way of the world. ❜

❛ the past recedes, memories fade, and so, true, does the spirit. ❜

❛ everything yields to time, even the soul. ❜

❛ there’s a difference between feeling good and feeling alive. ❜

❛ funerals are for the living. it’s up to the living to decide what they can and cannot bear. ❜

❛ i don’t know why brilliant young women are always punished. ❜

❛ you don’t have to lose yourself to find happiness, you know. ❜

❛ i was having the strangest dream. ❜

❛ what have you got when your back’s against the wall when there’s nothing left for you but faith? ❜

❛ sometimes, right can seem wrong, and wrong can seem right. ❜

❛ do you know what life is really all about? ❜

❛ save them all if you can, but put your own oxygen mask on first. ❜

❛ death is something to mourn, not fear. ❜

❛ i wasn't going to ask you if you're alright because i don't like being lied to. so, what's wrong? ❜

❛ everyone is exhaustive. even the best ones. ❜

❛ we are meant to die. it's natural. ❜

❛ every living thing grows out of every dying thing. ❜

❛ that's where all it's beauty lies, you know, in the mortality of the thing. ❜

❛ one day at a time is what we've got. ❜

❛ one day at a time is what we've got. it's what everybody's got, if you get down to it. ❜

❛ if you can't feel anything, then i'll feel everything for the both of us. ❜

❛ but no one is going anywhere, okay? ❜

❛ you shouldn't be thinking of losing each-other at all. ❜

❛ don't let that loom over your happiness right now. ❜

❛ it is rare what you've got. ❜

❛ what is the catch? ❜

❛ i’m not running, from anything and it hurts me when you say that. ❜

❛ perfectly splendid. ❜

❛ you have to promise me that you’ll stay in your room. ❜

�� none of us are blameless. ❜

❛ on a scale of zero to american, how would you rate her? ❜

❛ it’s such a draining thing, dealing with children. ❜

❛ i have an inquiring mind. ❜

❛ we both know you don’t make mistakes. ❜

❛ let me guess, you are to be our very own mary poppins? ❜

❛ i hope she haunts that fucker forever. ❜

❛ why should anyone hate a lake? ❜

❛ let me show you just how beautiful you are. ❜

❛ it’s just you and me then. ❜

❛ look at you all flush. you’re pretty when you blush. ❜

❛ being with him might be scary at times but, it’s also exciting and fun. ❜

❛ and for the first time in my life, that little voice in my head saying i’m not good enough has disappeared. ❜

❛ i’ve never felt so alive. ❜

❛ i swear, you’re such a bore, and you don’t know when the leave well enough alone. ❜

❛ sometimes people just need to be alone. ❜

❛ i couldn’t sleep. i feel like i can never sleep again, frankly. ❜

❛ haven’t we done this already? ❜

❛ i have a surprise for you. ❜

❛ i have a surprise for you. ❜

❛ don’t leave your room at night. ❜

❛ the past is always present. ❜

❛ the stories we tell each other have a way of changing. ❜

❛ love is a haunting melody that i have never mastered and i fear i never will. ❜

❛ no good ever comes from dwelling on the worst. ❜

❛ you can’t choose who you love. ❜

❛ ghosts do not have to be scary. they can be comforting. ❜

❛ the heart is a fragile thing, and it can break in many different ways. ❜

❛ people often fear what they cannot understand. ❜

❛ we are all haunted in some way, by the things we have lost or the things we have done. ❜

❛ death is not the end, it’s just a door we all have to go through. ❜

❛ the past cannot be changed, but it can still hurt us. ❜

❛ the things we bury have a way of finding their way back to the surface. ❜

❛ some people are born to be alone, and others are born to be together. ❜

❛ ghosts are memories, and memories are what make us who we are. ❜

❛ the dead don’t really leave us. they live on in the memories we have of them. ❜

❛ the more we try to run from something, the more it chases us. ❜

❛ we all have a shadow self, the part of us that we don’t like to admit exists. ❜

❛ the world is full of secrets, and some are best left buried. ❜

❛ the heart wants what it wants, and sometimes that can be a terrifying thing. ❜

❛ every relationship is a dance, and both people need to be willing to take a step forward. ❜

❛ life can be cruel, but it can also be beautiful. ❜

❛ we are all just playing a part, but some roles are harder to shake off than others. ❜

❛ the past is written, but the future is still unwritten. ❜

❛ the greatest tragedy in life is not death, but the things we leave unsaid. ❜

❛ i do not like this game. ❜

❛ i'm actually pretty in love with you. ❜

❛ no one should ever need that much help. ❜

❛ you let me handle this part. ❜

❛ the wrong kind of love can fuck you up, follow you and make you do some really stupid shit. ❜

#rp meme #rp memes #rp prompts #ask meme #meme #memes #roleplay meme #ask memes

[pandoraslxna]

Out of the people you know on here, what do you think they're aesthetics are??

Oops I kinda ended up writing little love letters / headcanons about my moots… 🤭

@theycallmesia is such a wholesome person, super friendly and always respectful, very down to earth, she seems like that type of friend you’d want to have around when you’re feeling down, probably super organized and idk why but I think when you step into her home it smells like vanilla 💛

@jakexneytiri you can’t dislike her, she’s such a sweetheart, was definitely one of the cool kids at school that’s friends with everyone, she seems like a family person and gives me older sister vibes or maybe the mum of the friends group, I just know all of her friends parents LOVE HER, probably very honest and good at giving advice 💙

@andraga12 i just know everyone was begging to copy her homework at school, she was probably one of those super pretty, intelligent girls that I’ve always looked up to (like how are you beautiful AND smart it’s not fair absbejwj). She treats everyone with respect and kindness, people can count on her and she’s always there if someone needs her, she probably doesn’t even realize how funny she is and how good it feels to be around her 🩷

@clockmax is the funny friend of the group, you NEED to have her around or it’s gonna be super boring, I just know that she’s invited to everything, was 100% one of the cool kids at school too, when you need her she can be super down to earth and serious but will still try to lighten up the mood, probably very cuddly but only with her close friends. I just know that if you send her a message at 3am saying you need someone to talk to she will wake up and come over IMMEDIATELY -no questions asked. Definitely a comfort person to all of her friends ❤️

@sweethoneycn I imagine she smells like roses and freshly cut grass or cinnamon and honey. She’s just a wholesome sweetheart that is very kinky by heart haha, a great listener, like she’s genuinely interested in what you have to say (you know these kind of people that are always like "I’m listening" while the rest of the group completely overheard what you just said? That’s her), so she’s very appreciated by all of her friends, I feel like she would make you completely forget the time when talking to her 🧡

@draiochtwrites is a cute cat mum, definitely calls them her children and I’d bet good money that she has them as her phone background too. She probably loves all animals, loves to receive those cute pet tiktoks or sends them to her friends. Being a cat mum already prepared her for the role of the mum of her friend group too, she makes sure everyone stays hydrated and nobody gets lost when going out, she’s also a little night owl and makes everyone wonder if she even sleeps at all lol but that also means she’s always up when you need her. I feel like she loves talking to her friends a lot, she’s definitely the lalalal to everyone’s okokokok, she will always find a solution for problems and talking to her will immediately make you feel so much better. 💓

@eclipseatsea 100% smells like the ocean, she reminds me of pretty waves and golden hours, probably wears shell jewelry too. She seems like such a sweet soul, very soft in all meanings, her voice will instantly calm you and she has a great sense of humor that never fails to make everyone around her laugh. I just know being around her will instantly put a smile on your face. She’s the type of person you‘ll describe as "good for your mental health" 🩵

@theblueflower05 she reminds me of a field of daisies, dandelions or sunflowers. She’s not afraid to say what she thinks and you can always count on her opinion. She’s very loyal and generally makes you feel comfortable when being around her. I just know that she makes people that usually feel very shy come out of their shell pretty quickly and it’s so refreshing to spend time with her because you feel so appreciated and understood, she will speak up for all of her friends without hesitation and is definitely a safe space for them. 🤍

@thewayofhim reminds me of summer rain, that kind of rain you‘ll watch in awe from inside the house after spending the whole day out in the sun with your friends, when everything smells so nice and you just feel so happy. She probably doesn’t even realize how much she means to the people around her and she’s the first person people ask about when she’s not there. I just know you‘ll have the most soul cleansing talk of your life with her while sitting in a car in a random parking lot at night. She’s the type of person that reminds her friends to eat and drink and take care of themselves but probably forgets to do it herself (this is a reminder to stay hydrated, cutie). She’s always ready to help others, gives the best advice when you struggle with something and people value her opinion a lot. 💖

@teyums makes me think of cozy fall weather, snuggling under a blanket inside, watching a movie or going on a walk with those leaves crunching under your shoes. She definitely makes you laugh with the simplest things, gives all of her friends a warm and cozy feeling when spending time or talking to her. I just know she offers everyone snacks at all time and loves simple date ideas like sitting in a cafe or watching a movie together. She just gives me big sister vibes, always encouraging others and bringing out the best in people. She’s very understanding and you‘ll always have a sense of security when being with her. 🤎

@aostahni she reminds me of late night walks at the beach, talking to her is like a mini vacation and you can completely relax when you’re with her. She’s one of those people you can spend hours with, without even talking, just being in each other presence and feeling absolutely comfortable. She probably loves to express her love with little things, like buying food or picking flowers, holding hands. She definitely gives the best hugs too. 💙

@truetogaia reminds me of a coral reef, with pretty, colorful fish swimming by and clear water, a perfect white beach and warm sun from above. I‘m pretty sure she was the it-girl of her school, yet she’s still so incredibly down to earth, kind and very respectful. Talking to her always feels so natural, she just knows what to say to make you feel comfortable and she is the type of person that will never fail to make you laugh, you’ll always be in a good mood when you’re around her. Spending time with her probably always results in laughing so hard until you can’t breath and your stomach hurts because her hype of humor is insanely funny. Sending each other funny tiktoks or thirsting over fictional characters together is definitely part of her love language and I just know she’s the safe space for her friends. 🩵

@coffeeandbookskeepmealive is the type of person you‘ll think about when smelling a new book. I can totally see her spending a lot of time in Cafés or at libraries. She’s not afraid to demonstrate her love and let her friends know how much she appreciates them which always gives the people around her a good feeling and makes them feel welcomed. She’s probably a great listener too and doesn’t need many words to help you ease your sorrows. 🤎

@viviartsy she is obviously a very creative person, probably doodling a lot so whenever you find little scribbles somewhere you know that she was there. I can totally see her drawing on her friends hands when she’s lost in a conversation with them or leave little notes and drawings as part of her love language. Deep talking to her feels very therapeutic and you‘ll always leave the conversation feeling refreshed and in a good mood. She probably doesn’t even realize how much she’s loved by the people around her. She reminds me of the forest, a place that calms you without much effort, that’s filled with many fascinating and pretty things, nice smells and wonderful views. 💚

@cinetrix is the kind of person that seems very passionate about everything she does. She seems organized and has a goal in mind, a quality that her friends admire a lot. She’s such a pure soul, the type of friend that loves others completely unconditionally, that shows everyone the same amount of respect and treats all of the people around her with so much kindness. She always finds the right words to say and being friends with her feels so easy and natural, you don’t have to overthink anything when being with her. She reminds me of mint, because it symbolizes virtue, protection, personal strength and hospitality all wrapped up in one. 💚

@tiredmamaissy there’s no doubt she’s the mum of the group. She has all of her friends wrapped in a cozy blanked and secured in her big heart. She’s not afraid to speak up for herself and for others, she makes you feel safe and loved and you just want to express your love for her whenever you can, because she doesn’t hesitate to the same. When I think of her, I think of the beach and the warmth of the sun, because talking to her feels like being there. She just has a way with words that instantly make you feel understood and like someone is actually listening to you. I just know she gives the best hugs too and physical touch is probably one of her love languages. 💜

@vinciwolf has a great sense of humor, she will manage to make you laugh even when you feel absolutely down. It just feels good to spend time with her and her friends probably come to her first when they need advice with something. She’s very supportive and encourages others as best as she can, without ever asking for anything in return, which is a rare quality that her friends value a lot about her. She’s the kind of person that makes others feel good about themselves, which is why she reminds me of the sun, giving everyone around her warmth and comfort. ❤️

@tsireqas reminds me of those pretty white clouds in the sky. She seems like such a soft person, kind and caring for others. She makes sure no one feels left behind and knows exactly what do say and do to cheer her friends up. 💙

@loaksbitch is the definition of a safe place. She’s non-judgmental, she brings others joy and laughter and talking to her feels so refreshing. She’s not afraid to reach out to others first and make her friends feel appreciated and wanted. When talking to her, words flow so easily and you don’t have to overthink everything you say. Being friends with her just feels natural and easy. 💘

@cyberfreaky she just screams confidence to me. She’s the type of woman that girls look up to and she will most definitely turn you into a blushing mess with just a smile. I just know she’s extremely loyal to her friends and she will always have your back and be there if you need her. She keeps all of her friends very close, definitely the big sister of her friends group because taking care of others is like a part time job for her. If you’re with her, you‘ll always feel safe and understood. She gives me those cool futuristic, cyberpunk / matrix vibes which I absolutely love 🖤

@whereireid reminds me of coffee in the morning, because it offers us energy and serves as a reminder to maintain balance in our hectic lives. She’s friendly with everyone and very down to earth, she seems very organized too and that gives others a feeling of security. She also makes people feel welcome with the way she talks, she’s mindful, authentic and very respectful towards others. Having her as a friend just feels good 💕

#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ asks 💌 #i love all of my stars #i just hope I didn’t miss anyone :(

[klarolineashur1919]

La Tua Cantante Series

Pathetic Little Thing

Part 1: Alec

"Is this the start of you rebellious teen phase?" Alec trailed along Jane in this little park they came upon.

"As long as we clean up after ourselves the masters won't care too much" She says nonchalantly her eyes landing on a couple in the distance.

"What about no feeding on the locals?" Alec piped up one of the Volturi's rules for living in the town.

"Occasionally the locals end up on the tours, as long as we don't make this little outing a habit it should be fine" Alec and Jane stared at the little teenage couple who probably snuck out of their parents house to meet here. It was very late at night hardly anyone was out.

"Do you want to join me?" Jane asked still staring at them with a look that if Alec didn't know his sister he would have thought was jealousy.

"No actually, maybe Ill stumble upon my own act of rebellion" Alec lightly chuckled and Jane preceded to hers. Alec wandered off in the opposite direction of Jane's fun. It was a few minutes passing of wandering and Alec thought maybe he wouldn't find a midnight snack.

Alec started to feel something as he walked as if something was pulling him in a certain direction. He then eventually smelled what he was craving. Blood.

Suddenly he heard a girl's voice screaming that perked up his ears.

As he focused on the girls screams that sounded like it was towards a group of italian boys. They were laughing and speaking in things in italian that dulled Alec but also made him wrinkle his nose in disgust. He also heard dogs barking and growling as he approached the scene.

He saw as a group of italian boys probably around twenty in numbers were surrounding a girl. Some of them were surrounding two German Shephards holding them by their leashes antagonizing them.

Alec moved towards the group unnoticed when he stepped on something. Realizing they had the contents on the girls purse all over the area around them as he picked up her passport.

Aisling Barton. 14 years old. American from New York.

"Tourist" he ringed smirking as he threw the ID over his shoulder.

The boys were playing with Aisling, they pulled at her hair, ripped at her clothes, hit her in different places, threw things at her while she frustratingly was trying to communicate with them. She kept making erratic movements with her hands. It then hit Alec that she was deaf. But then he saw her dark brown almost black eyes and how they weren't focused on anything. She was blind as well as deaf. What a pathetic little thing Alec thought as he watched the scene before him. He leaned against a tree as if he watching a show.

But the more Alec just stood by and watched it happened. Something snapped inside him that he thought was gone long ago.

Memories.

Her screaming was replaced with his.

Once he was just poor boy who everybody but his family hated. They saw him as an easy target, an easy person to blame for all their troubles. Him and his sister were beaten, tormented and bullied daily just because they were different. The villagers children would always attack them in groups. The group of boys started to get even closer to her.

Surrounding them as they beat them nearly to death. They were stomping on her to the point Alec heard bones crunching. They put them under their heels and spit at them from above. One of the boy pressed his heel into her temple then Alec noticed something.

Silence.

The girl had stopped long ago with her sobs. She stayed silent as they started to pull up her legs. Jane stayed silence too.

"This is boring" Alec said loud enough for one of the boys to turn. Before the boy could say a word Alec's mist had reached him, it had reached all of them.

Part 2: Aisling

Aisling felt alone in her hotel. Girls that were in the studying abroad program left hours ago. But she did have Aries and Athena laying on each side of her. She couldn't sleep in this new place. She didn't want to be here but her parents shipped her off to wherever they could.

She was a hindrance to them.

Even though she was a very independent girl.

Too independent as she decided to take a night walk. She was completely reliant on Aries and Athena at night when it came to her sight. But she enjoyed night walks. The stillness and freshness in the air. At night the busyness of everything was completely at peace. It seemed even more so in this town. But then she felt something start to happen. Several feet on the ground. Then before she knew it she was knocked to the ground. She could feel Aries and Athena going crazy and then they were pulled from her. She tried to not let go of the leashes but they stomped on her hands. She cried out clutching her hands to her chest. She was surrounded and she knew it. She tried to sign to them but they just pulled her in different directions clutching at her clothes. She kept trying to communicate with them hoping they would understand but screamed out in fear and frustration when her purse was finally taken from her. She kept trying to sign but their hands on her, the rocks and foul-smelling cans that met their mark, her clothes barely holding together, she accepted her fate. They started to kick and stomp on her making Aisling barely conscious.

She thought she was going to die as a man's heel pressed against her temple but ended up just kicking her head. They started to pull her body to the ground but something happened. All the bodies froze and then something miraculous happened. She felt a sort of mist come upon her and her senses changed. Her vision became it's usual grayish blur that it was during the day but never at night. Her hearing was better than her usual. She could usual only hear very loud bass music but right now she could hear boys screaming. She felt Aries and Athena come back to her side. Athena going behind her barking but she seemed frightened.

Aries stood in front of Aisling barking wildly as if he was afraid too but he would die to protect her. Aisling tried to make sense of her new found senses. She could see movement and the bodies still before they fell. She was actually shocked she never had been able to see the shapes of things before. But now she saw the bodies standing still or kneeling down while a force moved one by one to them. Some dropping to the ground while others they're bodies became halves of themselves flying in the air. Aisling didn't understand.

The screams were the worst part. It was the first human sound Aisling ever heard and it terrified her. But all of a sudden it stopped.

Part 3: Aisling & Alec

Alec came closer to being in front of Aisling.

She wondered what he was an animal...an archangel...a monster.

"Strange" Alec almost purred as he sucked the blood off his fingers staring closely at the girl before him.

Aisling ears perked up as she still felt the mist around her and realized it was the reason she could hear. But she didn't hear what the voice said only knew a voice came from whatever was in front of her. Even as she imagined or she actually could hear her babies still barking.

"You know you're the bravest dog I've ever met" Alec kneeled before Aries as the dog was the only thing standing between him and Aisling.

Athena had started to back away making Aisling confused. She never felt her dogs this scared before. What was in front of her?

Then she felt the mist start to leave and her vision went black. Little bit of sound she heard for the first time was gone.

"What to do with you?" Alec hummed melodic type of way as he surveyed the girl as she laid on the ground twisted up in different ways.

She gently started to pull the German Shephard to the side of her making a space between Alec and her. Alec sat there wondering what he wanted to do.

He could tell she was trying to use the dog to get up but she was weak. But her hand started to crawl up the ground towards him and he moved away. He knew she could tell because her hand stopped. Alec looked around perplexed as to why he was even thinking about this. But for some reason he just couldn't go for the kill. She's such a pathetic little thing there was no fun in it. Then something caught his eye. A phone on the ground by her purse. He slowly walked and kneeled down to it picking it up. He stood up playfully tossing it up and down in his hand catching it as he stared down at the pathetic little thing.

"Decisions....Decisions" He looked around at the mess he made realizing it was quite a mess.

Then truly looked at the braille phone and realized his first call to make.

"Felix come to the exact location I text you and come with haste" He ended the call and texted the description of the spot. He didn't want to clean this up. Call it laziness if you want. His eyes never left the girl as he wondered if he should leave her for Felix. He turned around ready to leave thinking he was going mad for even making it a decision but he didn't know what it was that made him go no further. A cosmic pull..an instinct whatever it was something snapped in Alec that he could not leave this girl to die. He rushed over to the girl lifting her up like she was made of glass. Something in him tensed all over that her animals faded into the background.

Everything around him became different as he held her to him. It was her...her smell..her blood..

He needed to hurry for whatever he was going to do. He rushed to the nearest public place at this time of night. Called the phone again. 112 he dialed for an ambulance. Saying the address and condition of the girl before hanging up. He with uncharacteristic gentleness laid her against a wall. He stared at her for a time and she raised her head to him. Did she know he was there? He didn't know never took the time understand her kind he thought as if she was another species from mortal. He was leaving her when she reached up toward him but he left to quickly. He waited on a rooftop nearby for them to come. Eventually someone joined him.

"You owe me" A growl came from his side.

"Is it taken care of?" Alec didn't take his eyes off the girl.

"I surveyed the mess you made and called Santiago. He'll clean it up" Felix said in a prideful manner that Alec thought he had no business in having.

"That's not what I asked" Alec calmly straightened his cuffs as the ambulance came.

"I am not your errand boy" Felix sneered as Alec smirked. He still didn't bother looking at him even as mist started to leave his hands making Felix step back.

"I won't tell if that's what you want" He said through gritted teeth still slowly stepping back but the mist kept coming.

"I'll make Santiago keep quiet as well plea-" Felix actually tripped over his own feet making Alec giggle and turn around while the ambulance was leaving. Alec strolled over to Felix ending up kneeling next to him.

"Next time do as you were told like a good boy" Alec roughly patted his cheek making Felix grimace. Alec causally got up making his way back to the park.

"Incompetence" Alec gave a disappointed shrug at the scene before. Blood specks still littered the ground. He still smelled death in the air not that he minded the smell. He even thought he saw an ear on the ground or a bit of throat. Beer bottles and cans covered in blood.

That didn't annoy him though.

It was the contents of Aisling Barton's purse that littered the ground still. He kneeled down annoyed snatching up the purse itself. There he saw a card to the Hotel San Lino. Alec bit his lip and stared at it.

He made a decision that night. Something that not Jane or Aro helped him make and one neither of them would approve of.

He debated over it but he made it all the same.

That he was going to see her again.

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118 years ago on this day, Prince John of the United Kingdom, the youngest child of King George V and Queen Mary was born! He was named after his paternal uncle, Prince Alexander John, who died in infancy. John was said to be a bright, vibrant, healthy child in the first four years of his life. He was very cheeky and loved practical jokes, such as reportedly putting glue on door handles, and once famously referred to his father as the “ugly old man.” Above all, Prince John was part of an incredible royal dynasty. He was related to 20 reigning monarchs in Europe; his grandfather was King Edward VII, who reigned over an empire that was at its most powerful. But life wasn’t exactly easy for John and his siblings as they grew up under the incredibly strict guidance of their father, the future King George V, who was said to have put enormous pressure on his children to behave more like adults than children. “Lord Darby had a famous anecdote, that George V said to him ‘I was frightened of my father and I’m doing to make damn sure my children are frightened of me.’” Prince John's grandaunt the Dowager Empress of Russia wrote to her son Tsar Nicholas II that "George's children are very nice ... The little ones, George and Johnny are both charming and very amusing ..." In 1909, John began having seizures and was discovered to have epilepsy. When his condition deteriorated, he was kept away from the public eye and sent to live at Sandringham House, under the care of his nanny and governess, Charlotte Bill, known by the children as “Lala.” Apparently, all the children adored Lala, who had nursed them all as babies. In 1916, as his seizures became more frequent and severe, John was sent to live at Wood Farm, with "Lala" Bill having charge of his care. Though he maintained an interest in the world around him and was capable of coherent thought and expression, with his lack of educational progress, the last of his tutors was dismissed and his formal education ended. Physicians warned that he would likely not reach adulthood. His grandmother Queen Alexandra maintained a garden at Sandringham House especially for him and this became "one of the great pleasures of Prince John's life." After the summer of 1916, John was rarely seen outside the Sandringham Estate and passed solely into Lala Bill's care. After Queen Alexandra wrote that "Prince John is very proud of his house but is longing for a companion" Queen Mary broke from royal practice by having local children brought in to be playmates for Prince John. One of these was Winifred Thomas, a young girl from Halifax who had been sent to live with her aunt and uncle (who had charge of the royal stables at Sandringham) in hopes her asthma would improve. John's seizures intensified, and Bill later wrote "we dared not let him be with his brothers and sister, because it upsets them so much, with the attacks getting so bad and coming so often." He spent Christmas Day 1918 with his family at Sandringham House but was driven back to Wood Farm at night. On 18 January 1919, after a severe seizure, John died in his sleep at Wood Farm at 5:30 pm. Queen Mary wrote to Emily Alcock, an old friend that "for John it is a great relief, as his malady was becoming worse as he grew older, & he has thus been spared much suffering. I cannot say how grateful we feel to God for having taken him in such a peaceful way, he just slept quietly into his heavenly home, no pain no struggle, just peace for the poor little troubled spirit which had been a great anxiety to us for many years, ever since he was four years old"

She went on to add that "the first break in the family circle is hard to bear, but people have been so kind & sympathetic & this has helped us much." King George described his son's death simply as "the greatest mercy possible" On 20 January, the Daily Mirror said that "when the Prince John passed away his face bore an angelic smile"

John's funeral was at St Mary Magdalene parish church the funeral was attended by Sandringham House staff; "every single person on the estate went and stood around the gates and his grave was absolutely covered in flowers." Queen Alexandra wrote to Queen Mary that "now two darling Johnnies lie side by side" In her final mention of Prince John in her diary, Queen Mary wrote simply "miss the dear child very much indeed." Lala Bill always kept a portrait of Prince John above her mantelpiece, together with a letter from him that read "nanny, I love you."

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MOONCHILD

Remus Lupin x OC reader

Chapter 1 - Reparo

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Summary: Harry and his friends meet an unlikely duo on their way to Hogwarts. The new DADA professors, personally recruited by Albus Dumbledore himself, have their calm and nostalgic journey spoiled by terrifying creatures that search The Express for who was once their dearest friend.

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notes: here goes the first chapter! I’ve been nurturing this story in my mind for a long, long time and I finally decided to put it into words. It’s my first shot at a quasi-reader insert, so bear with me, please. I also hope this will appease older Harry Potter/Marauders fans that maybe feel like there are not enough adult-centered stories! Hope you’ll like this one, whatever the outcome may be!

tw: brief mentions of scars

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“Who do you think that is?”

A young nasal voice echoed through a small cabin of the Hogwarts Express. The boy nodded towards a large figure curled up in the furthest corner, fully concealed under a ragged tweed robe.

“Professor R.J. Lupin. And Professor H. Lynx, but she’s probably running errands somewhere around the train.”

This time a girl’s voice, clear and confident.

“How is it that you know everything?” the boy hissed, annoyed. The girl just let out a loud sigh.

“There are names on the suitcases, Ronald.”

A small, fluffy animal that rested next to the stranger’s lap slowly opened her eyes, looking around at the new faces that joined the cabin. Her matted fur was curly in some places, the colour almost unidentifiable, except for the silver clumps that peppered her head. And she had a strange vertical scar across the left side of her face. Quite unusual for an ordinary cat.

A pair of big, nearly phosphorescent irises fell on Harry Potter’s green ones and pinned him to the leather seat when he sat down next to her and her…owner? He immediately regretted even thinking of that word because it seemed to irritate her. As if she could read his mind.

For a second it seemed like she narrowed her eyes at him and then looked around the room again, her gaze stopping at the large cluster of ginger fur in front of her. Hermione Granger clutched her pet, Crookshanks, a bit closer to her chest, worried that he might pounce at the strange cat. But when the greying feline softly meowed in his direction, he began purring and buried his squashed face into Hermione’s sweater, clearly content.

“I never thought I’d see a more bizarre excuse for a cat than yours, Hermione, but this one might be a solid contender.” Ron Weasley chuckled, his long freckled nose scrunched. His eyes widened, however, when the cat rested her sight on him, her bored glowing stare burning through his skull.

She elegantly stretched and tucked her tail between her paws, closing her eyes again. She snuggled closer to the stranger’s coat and the group of students jumped when he mindlessly stuck out his hand, petting her head in his sleep before disappearing even deeper into the heavy fabric with a soft snore.

“Do you think he’s really asleep? I have to tell you something.” Harry asked his friends, still uneasy about the cat’s presence.

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The cat was harshly awakened by a strange freezing sensation jolting through her from the tip of her tail. She opened her eyes and immediately jumped on all fours when she realized the lights were out. Two more children were in the cabin now and all of their faces twisted in horror as they were guessing what was going on. It took another jolt of fright before the feline fully came to her senses and realized what was happening. She turned her frizzy head to the sleeping man beside her.

Merlin’s beard. Sorry, Remus.

She dug her claws into the man’s thigh and he sprung up, instinctively reaching for the wand inside his robes. His hair was all tousled and messy from the uncomfortable nap he was indulging in a second ago. His scarred cheek had a rough, fuzzy pattern imprinted on it, from how he rested on his scratchy coat. He was just about to scold the animal when he felt the same wave of frigid dread rush through him. He realized that there were people around him, frightened and defenceless children. They were all chattering in panic, their words shaky and incoherent.

“Quiet!” he hissed, his voice still hoarse from sleep. He gracefully waved his long fingers and a heatless flame sphere appeared in his palm, illuminating his soft, tired features. He turned to the cat with a slightly disappointed expression and she tipped her head as if to apologize for the rude awakening.

She spat out a loud hiss when a large flowing shadow of robes opened the clunky cabin door. It slithered its skinless, slimy fingers around the doorframe and floated in. Its foul breath sounded more like a wheeze, like a razor scratching against a porcelain goblet. The cat hissed again, her ears folded in a perfectly horizontal line, and got ready to pounce, but Remus Lupin held up a finger to stop her. She hesitantly stayed put as he spoke to the creature in a calm and calculated voice, but it didn’t seem to comprehend - or didn’t want to. It moved even further inside and latched its gaze onto Harry, whose chest heaved as if there was an invisible black hole trying to suck him in.

The cat jumped up on the professor’s shoulder with a feral growl and he didn’t even bat an eye, only muttered an incantation, and suddenly, the whole cabin was filled with a bright sparkling glow that illuminated even the smallest cranny. The creature let out a guttural eerie gasp before floating out of sight and in a few moments, the lightbulbs in the room flickered alight again.

The cat looked around the room, now having a proper outlook from the ragged man’s shoulder. He didn’t seem too distraught, he even raised a finger to playfully scratch her chin. She reacted by biting him and throwing him a scowl - well, as much of a scowl as a cat could manage.

“Sorry, Mittens. That was for the claws,” he whispered to her and she scoffed, jumping down on the floor to see…

Harry.

He was passed out and unresponsive as his friends tried to wake him. Remus kneeled next to him and slapped his cheeks a few times. The cat, Mittens, spotted a small red-haired girl shaking in the corner, face puffy and full of tears. She took one last look at Harry before soundlessly walking up to the little one, tickling her cheek with her fluffy tail. She purred as loudly as she could when the child extended her shivering fingers to scratch the silver patch of fur on her head. It seemed to slightly calm the girl down and as Harry opened his eyes, both her and the animal let out a sigh of relief.

“Here, eat this. It’s just chocolate. You’ll feel better.” Remus spoke as he divided pieces of a chocolate bar that he fished out of the depths of his robe. He gave a chunk to each person in the cabin - Hermione, Ron, the tall chubby boy with protruding ears they called Neville, and the redhead girl, Ginny.

His voice was as velvety and sweet as the candy he was handing out.

He offered a triangle to the cat with a big smirk and Harry could swear he saw her roll her eyes. The boy reluctantly took a piece from the professor when he faced him, still unsure if it was safe to eat. The cat silently meowed in contentment, making the little redhead smile through all the sniffling.

“What was that…thing?” Harry asked, slowly sitting back up on the seat with Neville’s help.

“That was a Dementor, Harry. One of the Azkaban guards. They were searching for Sirius Black.” the professor calmly stated, his expression as blank as an empty sheet of parchment. Yet the cat could decipher the slightest strain in his voice when he mentioned the name. He then rose and cleared his throat, breaking off a small piece of the chocolate bar for himself. He put the rest of the package on the empty spot next to Harry and smiled at everyone.

“Now if you’ll excuse us. We’ve got to have a word with the driver,” he apologized with a curt nod and the cat gave the small girl one last nudge before setting off.

When he walked out of the door, he tutted at her, as most people would do to catch a cat’s attention. She stopped in her tracks, staring at his smug grin. Then she jumped up on his shoulder again and smacked his head with her clawed paw a few times. He stifled a giggle and faced the inside of the cabin once more, meeting all the confused and shaken faces.

“I truly didn’t poison the chocolate. Eat, you’ll feel better,” he repeated and took a bite of his piece before disappearing into the corridor.

The cat gave his face another smack and he laughed again, slowing down for a second when they finally walked past an empty cabin. The cat hopped down and sneaked inside. He looked around to see if anyone was outside, but it seemed like all passengers were still too terrified to walk out.

“You couldn’t just wake me up by tapping my hand, could you?” he muttered and stood there with folded arms, his lanky and towering figure leaning against the door that led to the next wagon. The cat didn’t walk back out, however. Instead, the door flew open and a woman’s head popped out. Instead of whiskers, she had a mop of wild hair on her head, pinned up into a messy chignon with a long wooden hairpin. Her locks were threaded with prematurely grey strands, the base colour as strange and uncertain as the feline’s fur.

She straightened the tweed vest under her jacket and brushed off a few spare cat hairs that rested on the shoulders of her shabby moss-green robe. The only thing that stayed the same were the eyes that seemed to glow when the light hit the right spot. And the single vertical scar running from her forehead to her cheek. Her pupils were still just thin slits, piercing Remus through and through, eyebrows knitted in an annoyed scowl.

“You could’ve spared me the chin scratches, idiot.” she spat the words at him, now in a human, female voice. Her pupils slowly got wider before finally rounding up to a normal shape. Remus snorted and opened the door for her, ruffling her hair as she walked past him.

“You know me, Mittens, I just couldn’t help myself. And you should trim your claws.” he simply stated as he followed her and handed her the rest of his chocolate. She threw it in her mouth and angrily chomped on it.

“And you should trim your tongue, preferably right at the base so I don’t have to listen to you. I’m not-“

“You’re not my pet, blah blah. We could’ve slept the whole way through if those things didn’t stick their fingers in a train full of children,” he muttered grumpily, trying to change the subject. After all, they just met him. A few seconds of silence passed between them, and only the confused muffled voices of the students echoed through the corridor as they walked by each cabin.

“Did you see his eyes?”

Hesperia’s voice cracked and she turned around at her old friend, sudden tears twinkling in her eyes. He gave her a melancholic smile.

“Did you see his nose? He’s like a textbook copy of Prongs. And the Longbottom boy! His ears are exactly like Frank’s.” he continued, his eyes lighting up when she enthusiastically nodded.

“I still can’t believe it.” her voice fell into a soft whisper and she looked ahead again when she stumbled over the peeling brown carpet on the ground.

“Merlin, did they ever glue this thing?” she cursed under her breath and swiftly reached to the inside of her robe, taking out a long, slender cherry wand.

“Reparo!” she muttered and the carpet straightened with a puff of dust, now perfectly adhered to the ground. She tucked her wand back somewhere into the layers of cloth and continued.

“Bloody hell, he looked like a beanpole, though. Not that James was ever a mountain of muscles, it’s just…I just hope the muggles weren’t starving him, that’s all. He lived under a staircase, for Godric’s sake.”

Remus hummed.

“Well, at least we know he’ll eat enough when we arrive at the feast.” he sighed, his upset stomach flipping at the thought of food. It was as if she could hear the wheels turning in his head because she turned around at him again, now with a concerned frown.

“Did you rest at all?”

“I tried. I slept like a log but…”

He fell silent.

“I know. It’s okay, the first night is always the worst, right? You’ll sleep better when we get there. I promise.” she gave him the softest of smiles and the terrible pit in his stomach melted.

She was like that. A few words and he felt weightless.

“I, for one, hope there will be pumpkin puffs. Merlin, I haven’t had a proper pastry in months. Excuse me, sorry, thank you.” she muttered repeatedly when they entered another wagon, now trying to navigate her steps between clusters of seventh-years that surrounded her from all sides. They finally came out of their cabins to find out what was happening. Both professors were being followed by all the eyes in the corridor.

It was uncommon for adults to travel by the Express. And they stuck out even more, as their robes certainly weren’t in the best shape. When they finally reached the driver’s cabin, Hesperia turned around and reached up to tame her friend’s hair as there were still strands sticking out all over since the moment he woke up. She couldn’t stop the patchy blush creeping up her cheeks when he answered to her touch with a warm smile, something she should’ve been used to after twenty years by his side.

“I knock, you speak,” she whispered and softly hit her knuckles against the mahogany door. Then she quickly sneaked around him and hid behind his back, giving him a light shove. He stumbled forward and chuckled.

“As if it was ever the other way around.”

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Complex

Chapter 2

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Keigo’s pride took a hit because of y/n. He looked down at his feet while listening to y/n asking him to leave. How dare she ask me, her husband, to leave. “No, I don’t I will y/n…you are being ridiculous, haven’t I given you everything you want?” Keigo asked.

“No, I don’t think you have Keigo. I think you think you have but, in all reality, you haven’t,” you answered. 

“How so? You wanted marriage…I gave you marriage, you wanted a family, I gave you two children…hell, you want for nothing!” Keigo said. 

“Did you think that I would stand idly by when you are making me a complete laughing stock? WHO is Keigo? who the fuck are you sleeping with?!” you roared out.

Keigo was shocked at your anger, it was real and raw. Not once have you ever raised your voice at him. “Y/n I don’t think it’s any of your business,” he said incredulously

“None of my business?! are you fucking kidding me? I’m your wife!” you yelled out. Rubbing your eyes due to the stress he had caused you, you calmly asked. “How would you feel if I confessed that I’m having an affair with a man that is satisfying my every need in bed?”

“That won't happen. I am the only one that can satisfy your every need,” he said point blank.

“How would you know?! huh…maybe, just maybe you don’t and I fake everything. Face it Keigo your fucking boring during sex…VANILLA!” you confessed.

“Look y/n, please come home…the kids need you,” Keigo sighed out of exhaustion.

“When did you feel this way Keigo? it doesn’t happen overnight,” tears brimming your eyes.

“If you come, home babe, then I’ll explain everything to you,” Keigo trying to coax her to come home.

“Why should I come home? Should I pretend to be happy?! should I just be a submissive and docile, dumb bitch while you get to empty your fucking nuts in another woman?!” you retorted and scoffed at him.

In a matter of seconds, Keigo was on top of you. Your face smashed against the wooden floor. “I’m fucking sick and tired of you talking to me like that! So here is what you're going to do and if you don’t do it, then you're gonna have to pay the consequences,” Keigo whispered in your ear.

The pressure from Keigo’s weight was slowly crushing you. Your ribs are feeling the pressure from his weight and the wooden floor. “Get the fuck off of me asshole…get. off. NOW,” you hissed from the pain in your ribs.

“No, not until you stop this nonsense,” he said while plucking one of his feathers out to puncture a spot on your head to make you pass out.

“what the fuck are you doing?!” you hissed and then you felt a very sharp pain on the back of your head. 

Huffing and puffing from the physical struggle you gave him, he whispered in your ear. “Please, baby, give it time…give me time,” he panted out then quickly got off of y/n.

Looking down at you, he straightened himself up and took the keys out of your purse while searching for y/n’s phone. Now that y/n is passed out, he had to put her in the passenger side of the car and drive back home before the kids get off of school. He had a few days maybe, just maybe, he could take at least a week off of work. He has not taken a vacation for years anyway and he is for sure in need of one. After all, he needed to make y/n understand that he loves her and needs Uraraka. He really didn’t consider that he and Uraraka were harming y/n. He wasn’t really a cheat at heart. He kept on trying to justify himself and kept reasoning with himself while driving the unconscious y/n back to their marital home.

Pulling into their garage he quickly brought y/n in before he had to pick their children up from school bus. He gently place y/n on their marital bed. Y/n was suddenly gaining consciousness.  "Wakey, wakey sleepy head," Keigo said to y/n. Looking at his watch "we have exactly one hour and 45 minutes to talk before the kids arrive," he looked down on you. "Because we have sometime let me explain since you really didn't want to hear me out in your sanctuary," he smiled. He continued after hearing your groans thinking that you were waking up. 

"Seeing you giving birth to our beautiful children me think of you in a different way…don't get me wrong babe I truly love you but, this sex thing you want I can't give. What happened to that innocent, sweet, kind girl I married?" He asked.

"That bitch is dead and buried, along with the shovel," you mumbled.

"Oh fucking grow the fuck up y/n! We are not teenagers," he retorted. "You know…if you let me keep her then maybe we can spice the sex up babe," he sighed.

You laughed incredulously while sitting up "You're kidding me right? I'm so done with this, with us…you have your head far up your ass that you're fighting for air! Whatever you think your doing is not working…I made my mind up," you scoffed.

Pacing back and forth almost bumping into the standing chest of drawers. "No, no, no…you can't leave me…I'm your husband and the father of your children…shit, FUCK, shit…y/n," he was interrupted by the sound of the school bus pulling up. "WE ARE NOT FINISHED WITH THIS CONVERSATION," he roared before he left to get the kids. 

Scared of the unhinged man before you, you sat on the bed silent trying to cope with Keigo. When you heard the children enter the house and Keigo’s muffled voice telling them something. They quickly ran to your bedroom and started to cry, begging y/n not to leave them. You glared at Keigo because you knew he used your kids as leverage to have you stay with him. “I promise I’m not going anywhere,” you reassured them and wiped the tears from their eyes. What the fuck is fucking doing using our children? “Your promised mommy…you really promise?” the kids said in unison. Keigo smiled at you because he knew he had got you to stay due to the children.

When the kids were in the living room doing the daily homework, that’s when you mentioned it. “How dare you use our kids to make me stay? What were you thinking Keigo?” you questioned.

“I had no choice y/n…tell me y/n what would the children say if you left them? Abandoning them due to your fucking pride,” he questioned. “Now, let’s go to the living room and help OUR kids out with homework,” he said while helping you out of bed. When he walked into the living room, he announced that he would order pizza to celebrate ‘mommy not leaving us and they cheered while doing their homework. You sat down with the kids, helping them with homework while glaring at Keigo on the phone at the pizza place. He looked directly at you and blew you a kiss while stating his credit card number to the pizza place, then he hung up. 

That Friday night, you and Keigo tucked the kids in and went into the living room. Sitting down on the sofa, glaring daggers at Keigo. “That was a dirty, rotten stunt you pulled on me, Keigo,” you said, breaking the silence. 

“As I said, I had to do what I had to do in order to keep you,” he answered.

“I will stay in this abomination. You called this marriage only for the kids but, don’t you ever use our kids as leverage, that was too sleazy of you,” you retorted.

Looking at his wristwatch. “It’s getting late and the good news is I have no work for the whole entire week. So. you have me all next week. Aren’t you happy, babe?” Keigo said while getting heading to the room. You were still sitting there dumbfounded when Keigo turned and said to follow him. You got up and followed him to the room. “Since I don’t work tomorrow. How about you sleeping in? I’ll take care of the kids and I’ll even cook breakfast. I hope you like breakfast in bed,” He said while pulling off his pants and keeping his boxers on. You sat on the bed fully clothed, you really didn’t want to put on pajamas, you just wanted to keep your clothes on. Keigo didn’t like it and urged you to take your clothes off and put something comfortable on.

“Hey babe, you wanna get busy with me?” he asked.

“No thank you, I don't want you to touch me, I said I will stay in this fucked up marriage but, it doesn’t mean I will have sex with you,” you scoffed and lay down on your side of the bed. “In fact,” You got up out of bed. “I’ll sleep on the sofa,” you said while grabbing your pillow. 

“Get back in bed y/n I am not playing with you tonight,” Keigo ordered.

“And what if I don’t?” you challenged.

He let out a sigh and pulled the covers off roughly and walked to your side of the bed, grabbed your pillow, threw it on the bed, then pushed you onto the bed. “Now go to sleep,” he ordered. Then, he walked back to his side and plopped on the bed. “Baby, sleep…this is getting tiresome,” he added. 

You lay there sleepless while hearing Keigo’s rhythmic breathing. You were planning the divorce in your head providing that Keigo won’t put up a fight but, you highly doubt it. You turned your head towards the alarm clock. It’s 2:32 am in the damn morning and finally, your eyes became very heavy so you closed your eyes and drifted off to a restless sleep. You woke up due to Keigo placing his muscled arm around you, although he was and still is the most attractive man. He had it all but he no longer had you when it came to love. 

You had taken a glance once again at the alarm clock at 6:39 am. You got up to use the restroom when you heard Keigo’s notification pings on his phone. You took a gander at his phone and saw Ochako. You heart dropped, you mouth went dry, trying to swallow the invisible ice cube in your throat. You opened his phone and found the text. 

Uraraka 6:40 am: hey babe are we going to see each other today? Are you working? Is y/n back from her temper tantrum?

You felt weak, Keigo’s phone dropped from your weak hand and caused a clatter. Keigo woke up. "Why Keigo? Why her? Out of all these fangirls, why her?" You teared up. "Fuck," you sobbed out sliding down the bedroom wall. Keigo got up and reached out to you. You swatted his hand. "Don't you dare touch me!" You yelled out. Slowly dragging yourself to the nearest nightstand and left yourself up to your feet. "Fuck Keigo…you stooped so low as to choose which person your wife loved? Do you hate me that much?!" You sobbed in your mental anguish. 

"I didn't mean for this to happen-" Keigo was interrupted by you.

"What?! You didn't mean to fuck my bestfriend or you didn't mean to get caught?!" You yelled out. "You a fucken coward," you sighed then walked out of the bedroom.

Following y/n to the kitchen. "Y/n…please calm down, you will wake the kids," Keigo whispered.

Opening the cabinet where you stored a bottle of vodka, took a glass out, and poured some in the glass.

"Do you think that is a good idea?" Keigo muttered.

"Pfft…a good idea…this is by far the best idea I had…and YOU were the worst idea that I ever could have chosen," you scoffed while taking a long swig of the vodka. "I'm such a stupid woman to ever marry you!" You added. "I deserves better," you hissed while drink the remaining contents of the glass.

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