#ps: I love all the men in my life and they told me never to trust a man!
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We live in a world where -
1. In USA women don't have abortion rights, that is a clear violation of human rights.
2. Femicide in Latin America.
3. Gender inequality in the world. (European countries).
4. The women being deprived of education throughout the world. Especially, in Iran, afghanistan and other middle eastern countries where school tanks were poisoned so girls parents would stop sending them to school.
5. Child marriage, domestic abuse, early pregnancy, women are expected to carry domestic workloads, violence against women, sexual assault all over the world. Which usually make headlines in Asian countries.
6. Financial dependency which makes them vulnerable.
7. There are single mothers, who are either divorced or their husbands passed away due to some reasons. This world is not kind for a widow or a divorced women. A man can remarry and nobody will question him but a woman remarries who world will come to eat her alive.
8. Even climate change is a woman's enemy. It was in news that girls of the age 9+ age are married off because their families have lost everything when the natural calamity occurred. They marry their daughters because ofcourse girls are burden.
9. Among this we have a section of women who are privileged. Some women from this section practice their powers, knowledge and education wisely and others practice fake feminism.
10. Women are expected to do the households work, raise kids and also the man she married. She is expected to adjust and give up on her career because it is only a woman's duty to keep her marriage alive. (This is the reality of 80% women living in India).
11. If a woman talks about women's issues then she is labelled as a "feminist" or the famous "woman ☕". Because, they think women can only cry and play a victim card. Well done 👏.
12. Carry a pepper spray, knife, send location, do this..do that ... when you are out. We can't even travel safely.
This is not detailed, I wrote whatever came to my mind but all the facts mentioned above are true. I may have missed so many problems that women face on day to day life. No abortion rights in USA, stop doing politics with women bodies, USA .
Women's issues are not women's problems, they are the world's problem. Imagine a world where all this is fixed and women are finally treated as humans. Men sitting in big offices, decide what they should do with a woman's body, they make crap cinema where women are objectified; also shame on such women who participate in such stuff. We can't improve if we don't work on the root cause. A society will never grow without the contribution of a woman. ALSO, I AM NOT LASHING OUT AT MEN. I AM TALKING ABOUT THE PROBLEMS( SO DON'T LECTURE ME ABOUT HOW NOT ALL MEN ARE SAME.. I KNOW THAT! THANK YOU)
Sometimes, I think men would be so happy to live in a world without women. No women, no one to control, no one to dominate, no one to do politics with and they will live happily ever in their own manly world.
Ps: This post was for only women. ALSO READ THE TAGS. THANK YOU.
@scribblersobia
#if this triggers you then ignore this post and wash your shit. DONNOT WRITE ANYTHING RUBBISH HERE!#ps: I love all the men in my life and they told me never to trust a man!#i said what I wanted to#yes world is changing.... but it is changing without any morals and values#yes some places women are at better place...but I am talking about the world stage#also a big shame on the women who put another women down#THIS WORLD IS DOOMED!#and they say ....SAVE THE GIRL CHILD.#lol hypocrisy at its best#I always say...no society can ever exists without hypocrisy...HOW TRUE!#USA abortion rights#European countries#asia#middle East#and women#scribblersobia
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Holiday Rec List.
Hi everyone, this is long overdue, but I promised so here's to starting off the New Year right with some fics for you to check out. I didn't add any descriptions, so check them out! Some are series, some require you to be logged into your ao3. These are in no particular order. You are sure to find something you will love. We've linked the authors where possible so be sure to check out their other works, encourage (not pressure) them to finish their in progress works please or even write new works! Trust me! Happy New Year!
So many awesome stories did not make this list because I didn't want to overwhelm anyone, but many are already in mind for another special rec list!.
I love you more than anything (bio dad au) - iron_spider
But Only Hope and Sorrows End - iron_spider
Lazarus, come forth - iron_spider
Four times peter cheated death (and one time he didn't) - iron_spider
A Life of Crime - intothestorm
Up Came the Sun - WhimsicalEthnographies
Hey Ragazzo - WhimsicalEthnographies
Becoming Belonging - sahiya
A Soft Place to Land - sahiya
The Third Option - Uncertainty_Principle
Men of Iron - Spdrmain
The Little Things - soupshep
First Wednesday of March - soupshep
You'll Always Get There First - soupshep
The Time Traveler's Mentor - Diaz_evan
Three Weeks, Two Days, Seven Hours - soupshep
Never Go Home Alone - Orphan Account
Here's to all New Beginnings - Gruoch Orphan Account
Even Children Get Older - LittleMissAgrafina
A Snapshot Moment - soupshep
Hold Your Breath While You're Safe - Gruoch Orphan Account
The Hearth - Sagemb
Everyday Superhero Verse - Stoneage_woman
College Applications: The Biggest Meme - Sagemb
The Long Way Back - Gruoch Orphan Account
Allston Christmas - Gruoch Orphan Account
Hard to Love - Groo_ock Orphan Account
Aperture - Gruoch Orphan Account
Holdfasts - Gruoch Orphan Account
I Am One of You Forever - Gruoch Orphan Account
Neon Liar (Hiding in Plain Sight) - isaDanCurtisproduction
Constant Internal [Spider] Screaming: Semi-Connected Scenes from a Graduating Senior’s Life - isaDanCurtisproduction
As Luck Would Have It - blondsak, whumphoarder
Poison Apple - whumphoarder
Inevitable - imgoingtocrash
Knowing (of everything she doesn't) - imgoingtocrash
287 Miles - imgoingtocrash
Out of Darkness - StarryKnight09
I Would Lay My Armour Down - losingmymindtonight
Webcams and Webshooters - losingmymindtonight
Call You Home - Madelinedear
The Guardian - Emily_F6
Survivor's Guide to The Galaxy - fanfic1892
A Little Late On the Blood Work - Pixiemage
With Kind Regards and Completely Serious Warning - jennylarner
The Chain - RayRox360
Was that a Star Wars reference, Dr. Stark? - Jen27ny
You Are My Sunshine - M4rmalade
I told you I had issues - Bergen
PS: If you make it here then awesome sauce! Send us your fave fics to read as well, you never know they may end up on a special rec list someday! No promises though! Thank you all! Have an awesome 2024 everyone!
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jujutsu kaisen men x italian songs they’d dedicate to you.
!!! ps: it’s the first time i write something and english it’s not my first language !!!
nanami kento / quanti anni hai, vasco rossi.
a romantic and sensual song about an older man in love with a younger girl (not underage) who can’t make the relationship works. nanami heard this song in the radio and searched the translation, he was impressed: your pretty face came to his mind, his sweet, little student, the way you cried while he told you the relationship was over was like a memory heavy as a rock on his chest. you thought he left you for an older woman, maybe sexy as utahime or mei mei or shoko, but everyone knew the truth: nanami loved you, he was just too scared of destroying everything with his jujutsu work.
that fucking babygirl.
geto suguru / noia, ernia.
bored, depressed, empty eyes and pale skin, his long hair tickled his neck while he was waiting for you. geto suguru’s life changed two times: first, when he decided to hate monkeys, second, when you walked in a library with an amethyst necklace and a ribbon around your hair, so sweet and yet so sarcastic and cunning when you started spoking to him. suguru was impressed, your big eyes captured every detail of his face, deep conversations and a chemistry he never felt with any woman, he felt the desire to hold you in his arms and sink his fingers in every inch of your skin.
he didn’t know you’d be obsessed with him as much he’s with you.
the door opened and here you come, empty gaze as him and same weights on your shoulder as him: two different bodies but one soul, ernia was in background, you made him listen that song.
« still listening to italian rap, uh? »
« it looks like he’s singing about my life. »
« still bored? even right now that i’m here? »
he laughed and kissed you all over your pretty face.
« my fucking princess, you changed everything. »
yuji itadori / coez, la tua canzone.
a romantic, happy love song about a boy totally in love with a girl. itadori discovered this song on tiktok and loved the melody, when he red the lyrics he was so happy and took that as a signal: he needed to confess his love for you. with a bouquet of roses on the passenger side of his car he came to your house. sweet eyes and red face, he pushed the bouquet in front of your face in a clumsy way.
« uh? you okay? »
« eh, no! i need to tell you something. i found a song for you, and also i wanted to say that i’m in love with you, i realized that, and — fuck, I’m over talking, let’s start with the song, no, let’s start with our feelings! do you think we could..? »
and you laughed, arms around his neck and your lips against his. whatever italian songs it was, you would have loved it.
megumi fushiguro / toxic, la sad.
megumi loved punk rock music, but when he discovered italian punk rock.. damn, that was weird, maybe embarrassing and cool at the same time. he knew you’d love that song, toxic, because it was about a girl who struggled with family issues, ex toxic relationships and loneliness, he knew you would have found yourself in those hard and dramatic words. he sent you the spotify link and the translation of the lyrics, hoping you wouldn’t freak out for an invasion of privacy about your feelings.
« gumi? » you texted after maybe 10 minutes.
« yes »
« i cried, it was so beautiful »
« fuck, thought you’d scream at me for invading your privacy or sum.. »
« ahaha no, no, i actually appreciated the song and the lyrics, it looks like it was written for me. you’re the only one who actually understands how i feel, yk that, right? »
« i know, it happens to me too: sometimes i talk with people but still feel like no one can really gets me, but when i’m with you i don’t even need words, i just look at you and i know you’ll understand. »
« i always understand. but there’s something i still can’t figure out »
« what? »
« why the fuck my heart is racing so fast when i’m with you »
toji fushiguro / per i tuoi larghi occhi, fabrizio de andrè.
you never cried in front of him. never. you knew who your husband was and you promised to yourself to never show weakness, because it didn’t matter how much you loved toji, how much you’d destroy yourself for him, you knew he had a first love, and it was his first wife, megumi’s mother.
you respected the figure of that wonderful woman, but yet you suffered a lot, sometimes you even thought he didn’t really love you, he just needed someone next to him, a good woman to help him with megumi.
truth or not, sometimes you were sad, especially during cold afternoons sat on the sofa, listening to fabrizio de andrè and his melancholic voice.
« what kind of music is this? » toji asked you once, and you smiled quietly, eyes tired.
« Fabrizio was an italian songwriter, he wrote poems, not songs. »
« oh, and what is this song about? »
« a woman with big eyes who never cries, Fabrizio says that she loves her, but never understands her, because she doesn’t cry and goes away. »
« it reminds me of someone. »
« yeah » you sighed, of course, his ex wife.
« i was talking about you. » he sat next to you with a gentle yet hard face, was he angry? you became even smaller in those pillows.
« what do you mean? »
« i mean that.. sometimes it looks like you hate me, sometimes i’m scared i’d open the door and you will be just gone, disappearing into the void. am i doing something wrong? » he looked truly confused, sad, maybe.. and suddenly you felt stupid, frustrated.
« you treat me like a replacement, like i’m here to cover a ghost’s figure. » your eyes filled with tears, but no, you won’t cry, you won’t.
you thought he’d scream, yelling that you were completely wrong and fucked up in the head, but, instead, he dragged you over him, kisses on your mouth and your breaths getting heavier. you silently cried.
« I fucking love you, every inch of me loves you, i don’t treat you like you deserve and I’m well aware of this, but i’ll change everything, i’d never wanted to make you cry, baby. never. »
#jjk#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jjk x you#jjk gojo#nanami kento#geto suguru#toji fushiguro#megumi fushiguro#yuji itadori#fanart#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu sorcerer#choso kamo#jjk spoilers#jjk x y/n#tokyo revengers
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Things will get better with time
Hey! This is my first ever fic so hopefully it makes some sense haha. Written for a lovely soul I met here on Tumblr a few days ago, asking someone to write them a comfort fic so here i am, trying to save the day. Hope you will like it! Tell me what you think!
Ps. this is not proofread, it is 11pm here and my brain is dying:)
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Pairing: Billy Russo x fem!reader (not canon, this Billy is actually sweet and caring!)
warnings: a bit of swearing, feelings of being unworthy (can't think of anything else tbh)
Summary: You are on a girl's trip in Greece with your best friend but things aren't really going the way you anticipated. After a fight with her, you leave the hotel and find yourself sitting on a lonely bench when a weird stranger asks if you're okay.
A lot of angst to comfort.
Word count: 2937
Greece. Greece.
You muttered to yourself as your eyes scanned over the department board once more, simply to confirm that this was really happening. Your first ever trip abroad. You were beyond excited as you continued to find your friend in the maze of people and luggage. All the thoughts of warm nights, hours spent by the beach and days of simply existing and relaxing were filling your mind. As you finally spotted Stephanie your excitement grew even more. A girl’s trip, something you have anticipated for quite some time now. She was, as usual, completely wrapped up in her boyfriend’s arms. Not that you didn’t want her to be happy, not that you were jealous, it was just… sometimes you wanted to spend time with just her, without Luke always there. But now you have finally managed to escape his prying eyes, his ever-present arms around your best friend and his snarky comments of always stealing his girl away from him. And to be honest, you were pretty happy about finally getting rid of him.
“I’ll miss you baby,” Stephanie said for the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. The boarding would start any minute now and yet here you were, still in the departure hall, trying to get Steph to bid goodbye and finally enjoy herself on this trip. Luke hugged her once more while saying “Call me every day, okay baby girl?” and your friend profoundly nodded, as if to confirm something far greater than just to call her boyfriend every once in a while.
The flight, to your surprise, was quite smooth. That went without counting Stephanie’s constant cries of how she wishes Luke would have come with you. Don’t be so harsh, you told yourself, it is the first time they are really away from each other. You tried to seek some understanding within you and for the first hour you actually did find it. But when the conversation would not steer in a different direction even after two hours, you simply excused yourself from the one-sided debate, popped in your earphones and tried to fall asleep. You thought of all the beaches again, of the sea, and of course, of all the handsome men you will probably meet in Greece.
It was not as if Steph was a bad friend. She was wonderful at times. Attentive, caring, supportive. But that was all before she met Luke. After they started dating, you have been cast aside, thrown away like a used doll that didn’t fit the child’s expectations anymore. And you understood, for who you were to stand between two people in love? So you salvaged all the little time you could get with your friend, enduring all the conversations about her love life, feeling happy for her. You just hoped things would get better with time. But they never really did.
When you finally touched down in Greece, you were welcomed with gentle warm breeze on your cheeks and the sun stroking your hair gently in the late afternoon. The ride to your hotel was silent, a fact you were much thankful for after the exhausting flight. You guessed Steph was tired too but as you looked behind your shoulder to the backseat, you found her with her phone glued to her hands, her eyes fixed on the screen. “Everything good Steph?” you asked, concerned something was the matter as she was frowning quite hard. She looked up momentarily and forged a small smile on her lips as a form of wordless apology. She said, surprising you “Yeah, it’s just Luke. He was asking about the flight; you know how he is with planes” and chuckling a bit to herself as her eyes returned to the screen. You simply nodded, knowing she is not paying attention to you anyways. Luke, always Luke… even here in Greece, with all the beautiful scenery around, it’s always Luke. Yet you could not really bring yourself to feel anger, or at least not enough of it. It will get better, you thought to yourself as the car came to a halt in front of your hotel.
The first two days were weird, to say the least. Your room was spacious, beautifully furnished and with a dazzling view of the town you were staying in and of the seemingly endless glimmering sea. The food was great, the people were kind and the weather even kinder to you. You have heard quite a lot of people say that Greece is insufferable at this time of the year for its hot temperatures, but you guessed you were lucky as there was always gentle breeze cooling you down. Everything was great. Except that it was not. Stephanie, despite promising you she would reserve her daily calls with Luke for the less busy afternoons, was on her phone most of the time.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Luke’s calling me, I gotta go”.
“Can this wait? Luke and I are going to facetime now”.
“Luke’s texting me, hold that thought!”
On and on, these sentences and their versions filled your days like a plague. You were getting tired of always being put second, never really being the first option Steph would choose. Because even though she was there with you, she still decided to prioritize her boyfriend. Now don’t get it wrong, you were happy for her, you truly were. But you also thought that maybe this was not entirely fair towards you. After all this was supposed to be a getaway from your work, you busy life, from all the other people. It was supposed to be just the two of you, like the old times. And you still thought that maybe things will get better.
The late afternoon has finally begun to bleed into an endless night when you suggested going for a walk through the little town. “I suppose we could do that; it could be fun!” Stephanie exclaimed, finally agreed to doing something other than just lying in her bed facetiming Luke. You were beyond happy for finally snatching some of her attention for yourself. The two of you agreed on dressing up a bit so that you could take some lovely photos by the white houses typical for this area. You put on a beautiful flowy dress that hugged your curves perfectly and reached just above your bare knees, with flowing sleeves of blue see-through fabric. The neckline was a little lower than what you would usually go for, yet it still didn’t reveal much, only a hint, only a tease. Your hair was twisted into a simple up-do and you also put on some lighter make up, just to compliment the look. As you stood in front of the mirror, you felt so beautiful. Yet something was still missing. Oh, the earrings! You thought as you remembered you bought a pair of intricate gold earrings on the farmer’s market the other day. An old lady sold them to you, telling you they were literally made for you. And boy, was she right. You looked gorgeous.
“Steph, I’m ready!” you called out from the bathroom.
But your friend didn’t return the excitement which now began to slowly replace itself with disappointment. “You’re gonna hate me…” She didn’t even need to go on, you already knew where this was going. “Luke? Again? Seriously? You guys just spent the last four hours talking on the phone!” and this long-held disappointment and neglect has finally merged into a well-deserved anger. “But he says it’s important! Come on, you can’t be mad at me. I miss him so much…” Stephanie countered your angry statement with a response filled with sadness. “I wouldn’t be mad if it was just a one-time thing but Steph, you’ve been on your phone the whole time we’ve been here. I feel like I don’t even exist to you!” now you were beginning to fight, your emotions getting the better of you. “That’s now true!” your friend yelled back at you. “You know goddamn well that it is.” You said, voice barely above whisper, as if you were afraid that if you spoke loudly it would break. As if you stood your ground, then you would break. And Stephanie just stood there, looking at you, not really knowing what to say. Maybe she knew you were right, maybe she did really feel bad. But it didn’t matter anymore. You were hurt, you were lonely and you just wanted to hide somewhere and cry your heart out. So, picking up your purse and walking towards the door, you turned to her one last time and quietly left. There was nothing else to say.
You could not exactly recall when the tears started to stream down your face, ruining your pretty make up. And you also could not recall when you’ve abolished trying to walk in these uncomfortable shoes, or how exactly you got to the lonely bench you were now sitting on. The moon was high up in the sky now, the stars singing their lullaby to anyone willing to listen. The sea was quiet and dark, a companion for worse times. And the omnipresent wind sometimes ever-so-slightly ruffled through the leaves of the trees enveloping you like a safe haven. It was peaceful, to say the least. And it indeed was a nice contrast to the war of emotions taking place in your heart. A part of you felt bad for leaving Steph like that, a part of you felt like maybe you should have yelled at her more. And as you were crying silently in the embrace of the night, you didn’t even notice the presence of someone else behind you.
“Are you alright?
You jumped at the sound of a deep velvet voice that cut through the silence like a knife. Oh shit, oh shit. Suddenly the state of your situation started to dawn on you. You were completely alone, on the outskirts of the city, in a dress and now with a strange man. I’m fucked. You decided to play it safe.
“Yeah.” You tried to sound strong but your voice was laced with sadness and salty tears.
“Are you sure? I thought I heard you cryin’ so I decided to check on you.” The stranger spoke up, his voice firm, yet somehow gentle and warm. Maybe he was not a bad guy after all. And you so desperately needed a shoulder to cry on, you didn’t really care whose the shoulder would be.
When you didn’t reply, too caught up in thinking about the pros and cons, the man quietly moved next to the bench. But he didn’t sit down just yet. He was approaching you as if you were a scared animal, trying to get you to trust him. His scent filled the air around you; a sweet cologne, a bit of fire and something you could not quite name. It was pleasant, you had to admit.
“Mind if I sit?” he asked, jerking you out of your overthinking. You silently nodded to let him know he could sit down next to you, hoping he wasn’t some kind of a creep. He sat down next to you, not close enough to let your shoulders touch, but not far enough that you could not sense the warmth radiating off his body.
“So…” he said, suddenly unsure of himself. But you could not bare the weight of all the emotions anymore and words started to spill out without you having any control over them.
“I hate it, I hate her. I hate that I feel like this. I feel so fucking lonely, on my own goddamn holiday! I thought we would have a good time, that I would relax and enjoy myself and instead I am here, sitting on a bench god knows where with a stranger listening to me because my best friend is too selfish to do that instead.” At the end you were almost screaming into the night, your body trembling, your eyes stained with tears, your heart breaking at the realisation of what was really happening. It was pathetic really. Telling a stranger things like that, how does that even happen? But you felt like you could trust him. There was just something about him that made you feel safe. And he was listening intently, not saying anything. He was just there. And that was all you needed in that moment. When he noticed how shaken up you were, he placed his hand affirmingly on shoulder to encourage you to continue. When you calmed down a bit, you resumed your rant.
“My friend and I, we agreed to go here on vacation. As a way to relax, you know. I thought it would be great. It is actually my first ever trip abroad. But she wouldn’t get off the phone. She is always talking to her boyfriend. Always. Texting, calling, facetiming, you name it. It’s as if I’m not even there! And it hurts so much, it feels so lonely. And I tried talking to her about it but we just got into a fight and now I am here, crying instead of enjoying this trip.”
His fingers were drawing gentle circles on your bare shoulder and you found it soothing.
“I’m so sorry. That’s pretty shitty.”
“Yeah, it is shitty.” It almost made you laugh. Because it was shitty.
“Look, your friend is a really bad friend. Abandoning you like this, that’s not somethin’ good friends do. You deserve so much better than this. I usually tell people that they should talk things out but if you’ve tried that and it turned into an argument, maybe it would be better if you gave this friendship some time and space. So that both of you can assess your priorities. And to also realize what is important to you.” He said, his voice calm and even, comforting your worried heart. “It doesn’t take the pain away now, I know. But it will help you a lot in the future.”
“I hate that you’re right.” you agreed and much to your surprise, smiled. “It’s just a lot of built-up anger I suppose. And disappointment too. It has been going on like this for quite some time but I never really noticed it until now.”
He took a breath as if to think a bit on what to say next, as if you weren’t going to like what he got to say about it. “I understand. Sometimes we just want to see the good in people no matter how much they’ve hurt us. And we are too blind to see that they are causin’ too much pain and not enough happiness. Sometimes it’s just better to let people go. You can be happy on your own, happier even. You know, go and see a movie alone, go to a museum or to the beach, just enjoy your own company.”
“But doesn’t that get lonely?” you asked, still looking out at the sea. It calmed you down, the repetitiveness of the waves, the sound of water and also the warmth of his hand still on your shoulder.
“Sometimes. But I have found out it is better to be lonely than to be with the wrong people.”
It were those words that made you finally turn around and look at him. And you were met with a sight worth more than words could ever describe. A man so handsome you thought he was conjured by your own imagination. But then, your imagination could not possibly produce something so perfect. His eyes, dark as the sea draped in darkness, looking warmly at you. His lips curled into the faintest reassuring smile. You could tell his hair was once neatly styled with gel, now ruffled and messy, yet still looking soft. And to top it all off, his perfectly trimmed beard.
He smiled at you, a wide and beautiful smile. “Hey there.”
You weren’t looking at him, no, you were quite intently staring. “I’m Billy.” He extended his hand towards you, waiting.
“Y/N” you said at last, smiling too. You shook his hand and suddenly felt the urge to apologise. “I’m so sorry, I probably shouldn’t have done tha-“ “Don’t apologize sweetheart. I couldn’t bear to see you cry.”
A quiet “Thank you” found its way onto your lips. And his smile grew even wider. “Please, don’t thank me. Letting you talk it out was the least I could do.”
And even though his voice was reassuring, and his eyes told you he spoke earnestly, you still couldn’t shake the feeling you should feel bad. Maybe because you were still shaken up from Stephanie not listening to you or maybe because you found yourself on a bench in Greece with this handsome man, spilling your heart out. And suddenly, tears rolled down your cheeks again and your heart felt too heavy to carry once more.
“Oh no, baby, come here.” Billy said as he wiped some of your tears with his thumbs. “Shhh, it’s all okay sweetheart, it’s okay” he whispered into your hair as he pulled you closer. His strong arms hid you away from the world, pressed against his chest, and you wished for nothing more than to simply stay in this little shelter that he suddenly became. “I’m here Y/N, I’m here. All is well, it’s okay” he repeated, rocking you back and forth, as you cried into his shirt. And as you stayed there, on that bench, talking the night away in Billy’s arms, you let yourself believe that, for the first time in a while, things will get better with time.
#billy russo x reader#the punisher#billy russo#billy russo x you#billy russo fluff#billy russo imagine#billy russo x y/n#billy russo x female reader
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How about Spinner with a quirkless gf who he didn’t know was a great singer but… she loves sings country music? 😅
Absolutely! This is giving me Wattpad 2015 vibes and I am HERE FOR IT! 🥰💜 ( I mean this in the best way possible I promise!)
(ps I haven’t written for spinner yet so I’m sorry if he’s OOC in this) (also I am so sorry this took so long to write)
Spinner with Singer!Reader
You had first met Spinner at one of your gigs. Him and Mr. Compress had gone out since out of everyone within the league, it was the safest for them to have fun and let loose
When you first saw Spinner, you tilted your head in curiosity and even sent him a drink after your gig.
At first, Spinner was flattered but didn’t entertain your advances because of A) his line of work and B) his appearance. Eventually, Mr. Compress had convinced him to at least meet you.
You two met after one of your late night gigs, when people were more inebriated and it was frankly easier to meet up. And to Spinner’s surprise, you two hit it off extremely well.
Your PR team had done their best to keep you up to date with all the villain attacks, but Spinner somehow went unreported to you. (Coincidence? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? 😉)
After hitting it off, and a few home dates with Spinner (at your home because let’s be real, even if you like him you still don’t want to be too careful with strange men) you two officially became a thing!
Spinner was over the moon when it happened! This boy started dropping off flowers every so often and even writing little messages like “be safe” “thank you” “drink water”
On the rare night off spinner had, you were working. Originally, you told him to stay home and rest and take it easy. But Spinner knew what kind of people lurked in the shadows and he wasn't going to let you go out alone! What kind of boyfriend would he be?
He knew you were a type of performer, but he didn't know what you did. So, after you left he put on a jacket and a hood to cover his face and went to the bar you worked at
You worked as a bartender when you weren't performing and you spotted Spinner the moment he walked in.
"I told you to stay home and reest, didn't I?" You said as he approached the bar and ordered his usual.
"And miss my girlfriend performing tonight? Not a chance," he said with a sincere smile. He never failed to warm your heart.
You talked with him for a few moments before you manager told you it was time to perform. You gave Spinner a kiss on the cheek before going up to the stage.
You smiled warmly at the crowd who cheered and clapped for you. You did your small opener of greeting everyone and asking if they were having a good night before your guitarist began the song.
Spinner was surprised to hear the guitar play but what shocked him was your voice. It was soft and gentle with a slight southern twang that hypnotized the crowd. You voice carried through the bar and it seemed like the whole world faded away.
Spinner was sitting with his mouth wide open and his eyes wild. He couldn't believe you were a singer, and a great one at that! He swore his heart actually melted in his chest when you made eye contact with him and smiled as you sang.
He could listen to you for hours as you sang. He wanted nothing more than to listen to you sing for the rest of his life, but his thoughts were interrupted. y the cheering of the crowd around him as you finished your first song.
As you continued to sing and gain confidence as the set went on, Spinner found himself falling even more in love with you. you moved around the bar like you owned the place and made each person there feel special and seen.
You ended your st with Jolene by Dolly Parton and gods, Spinner nearly fell out of his chair listening to you.
When you were finished, you went up to Spinner with a sheepish grin and asked what he thought. It took him a minute to compose himself but when he did, he wrapped his arms around you and spun you in the air. The nearby people smiling at the display.
"That was amazing! You are incredible!" Compliment after compliment until you were sure your face was beet red and even then he didn't stop.
He was almost hurt that you kept this part of you hidden from him, but that didn’t last long as you promised to sing around him
From now on, you sung more around Spinner. Humming a tune in the kitchen as you cooked, at your desk as you did some work, in the shower where you had amazing acoustics.
Spinner was drowning in your beautiful voice and he was over the moon with happiness. He loved your voice so much, and loved you even more
#mha#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#x reader#spinner#league of villains#spinner x reader#headcanon#drabble#leauge of villians#lov bnha
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More of hells little darling!
Alyx is of course the one who first comes to come to grips with their feelings.
She finds this out through a talk with rosie.
It went like 'hey..Rosie?' "Yes sugar?" 'I was talking to friends about what kind of men or women we like...' "yes?" 'Well I was thinking a tall string caraing man..maybe even one who's good with kids and is a big softie..like he's a large teddy bear." 'Stampy.' "W-what?" 'You just told me you fell in love with stampy.' "...oh my lucifer." 'Don't worry honey. Girls get time to understand who they like before they become women. I wish you the best of luck!'
Stampy meanwhile Was oblivious and both him and husk were just laughing.
Husk:so...Alyx?
Stampy:huh?
Husk:come on you get a doopy smile chuckle a lot and you even get all stary eyed watching her fight.
Stampy:aye! She's just a very good and elegant dame. I like her cause she's smart hard working and a gentler soul. Simple. You however like angel.
Husk:huh? No I don't. I pity him.
Stampy:you make him special drinks save him from loan sharks shoot at any Vee employee who looks at him funny and baby his pet pig.
Husk:...he's good company and I like Nuggets..
Stampy:sure....
*five hours of drinks later.*
Stampy:*drubk as shit*..she doseny like me like that....I'm an old sun of a bitch...I'm a geezerr...she's a young strong lady...
Husk:*also drubk* im just...*hic* just sayikg..vall..Val dosent deserve angel I..I do I treat him roght.. I make him happy and all kinds of glad...I make him feel lovesd...
*both then pass out after another hour of drinks and pretentious finds them and while talking to them.*
Pretentious:I felt that way with Cherry bomb. Just be honest and hope for the best..
Husk:*Strugling to stand* i-ii I can do that..
Stampy:*grumbling about Later with his face on the counter.*
It took MONTHS of alastor and Dawn trying to get them together before they asked Nifty for help.
Nifty cracked her neck and grabbed Al's mic and yelled into it. "JUST KISS" "AND YOU GAYS NEED TO CONFESS! GET GOING!"
Charile then found out and started doing everything in her power to help while Vaggie and Rosie set up date ideas.
Rosie got stampy and alyx on a romantic walk in the most flowery part of cannibal town.
Vaggie meanwhile shoved Husk and angel into a restaurant the hotel denizens frequent.
After the dates they got congratulations and gifts from friends.
Lucifer of course got them ducks.
Alastor gave Stampy the talk. Alo stampy did was laugh and say if anyone's killing him it'd be Alyx or Dove. Not Him.
Husk meanwhile sent a pic of a sleeping angel dust with a note 'He's mine forever. FUCK YOU! The casino master PS your staff are banned from my business'
The Vees still keep hearing the bitch fests Valentino has about it.
Vellette tried to harass Stampy about his engagement in a overlord meeting only for stampy to snap back.
Vel:come on you geezer isn't she a little young for you?
Stampy:isn't this position of power too much responsibility for you?
Vel:listen here you old fossil!
Stampy:and last I checked your love life wasn't better. Why are you here again? Oh right! Murdering your Ex! Which one was he? 1st? 2nd?
Vel:*ashamed* 4th...
Stampy:1st ex left her for her mother. 2nd left you for the neighbor. 3rd ran away with your dad. And then there's the men who used you to get to your cousins. Or your friends.
Vel:*turning red* SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Stampy:what was that old phrase? Always a bridesmaid never a bride? Well yours is worse. Always the matchmaker never the partner. I might have never dated in my living life. But at least I'm doing better then you.
Alastor:*who saw everything with the other overlords* This is a productive meeting!
Zesteail:*Laughing at Vellette*
That little dig resulted in 5 non stop weeks of vee attacks. All the while husk and stampy have the time of their lives mocking them.
Alastor meanwhile is with dove just enjoying the good married life and spending time watching their daughter enjoy her afterlife.
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top 10 kdrama bromances to feed your empty heart
if you scroll through my page, you can already guess number 1.
#10 - our beloved summer : choi ung and kim ji ung
beautiful beautiful men choi woo shik and kim sung cheol played ung bros for life in this beautiful beautiful drama. one of the best handled love triangles ive seen. they were there for each other through thick and thin, and helped each other through sm. best. on the tenth spot because they could've expanded on it more :(
#9 - what's wrong with secretary kim? : lee young joon and park yoo sik
i could never make it through the series. i left it behind on ep9/10 i think, and primarily because i physically cannot digest how emotionless park min young is. BUT, kudos to the hilarious office best bromance by the great park seo joon and kang ki young. ps - why is kang ki young the pankaj tripathi of korean dramas?
#8 - strong girl do bong soon : ahn min hyuk and in gook du
can we ever forget the legendary wink? or the dream where min hyuk is dressed as a woman? i think not. this was more of a frenemy type bromance, united by their love for bong soon and ironically divided by it, too. i refuse to acknowledge this as a love triangle tho. bong soon was astronomical in not hurting gook du and i will not take any criticism. is it a bromance if one of them is pretending to be gay? (and no, we will not discuss any sort of iTs pRoBLeMaTiC debates here.)
#7 - tale of the nine tailed : lee yeon and koo shin ju
don't come at me with the lee rang comments. rang was his half brother, related by blood. their relationship was top tier, but the stay at home husband yeon and working husband shin ju was too cute to not be classified as a bromance. in the beginning, i saw their relationship as shin ju serving yeon, a dynamic that they both seemed to embody. but as the show progresses, yeon baby we know you love shin ju just as much :*
#6 - alchemy of souls : jang uk and seo yul
song joon ki seems to have an attachment to bromances. han seo had the best character arc of the ENTIRE kdrama universe fight me. that court scene where vincenzo pats han seo's cheek was max bro cuteness. still not over his death. he deserved better.
#5 - vincenzo : vincenzo cassano and jang han seo
even though i didn't very much like the show's first couple, bromance delivered well. hospital scene peaked, complete true beauty sameness. it was pretty hard to understand who was the superior officer in this tbh initially, since their comraderie was so cool, shi jin was kid to soldier in a split second. loved how they chose not to unnecessarily exaggerate the love triangle initially bec i was only rooting for the second couple.
#4 - descendants of the sun : yoo shi jin and seo dae young
business proposal was the first kdrama i saw. i finished it in a three day trip, and i remember thinking more about the bromance than the romance. i was NOT used to the clumsiness of kdramas in general, like wattpad fics incarnated. the bromance delivered well, made me root for the second couple, and was the only initial indicator of kang tae moo being human instead of archaeopteryx. that word was a nightmare to spell.
#3 - business proposal : kang tae moo and cha sung hoon
the most wolfstar bromance if I ever saw one. and NO, i do not ship wolfstar just like i do not ship these two. they are totally adorable, and specially since their personalities seemed to switch from when they were children. yeong turned all serious face and lee gon got fun. love their years of friendship sm, their wordless communication and yeong in general. the acting was amazing.
#2 - the king - eternal monarch : lee gon and jo yeong
#1 - guardian - the lonely and great god : kim shin aka goblin and wang yeo aka grim reaper
yes, i know I'm missing a lot of iconic ones. unfortunately, i haven't seen alot of kdramas and have left alot in bw (like true beauty bec i couldn't see second lead hurt).
spring onion slays ^
told ya, if u follow me u already knew what the first one was gonna be. being the simp i am for the goblin and grim reaper, these two achieved the max points for their bromance. that slow dynamic of goblin calling reaper's hat tacky to fighting with knives to that iconic 'saranghae' to 'HOW DARE YOU' to goblin boiling eggs with his powers while reaper chills the beer. they know each other so well. love love love them and you should too 🔪
in my heart, the trio of our boys beats nothing (except for the gookdu-minhyuk relationship of the crown prince and uk). but instead of choosing the frenemy thing, i decided to love yul and uk more. yul was such a quiet character, with incredible potential in him for me to hate him, but then...(the guy is literally too sweet and beautiful and nice i can ramble for days). and uk, man, our power baby who loves every version of our beautiful but slow girl, needed so much emotional support. uk and yul were not afraid to show their affection for each other, a trait i admired in all the three boys (jang uk, seo yul and park dang gu).
#kdrama#korean drama#kdrama review#review#lee dong wook#goblin#gong yoo#vincenzo#jang han seo#song joon ki#descendants of the sun#the king eternal monarch#lee gon#jo yeong#our beloved summer#choi ung#choi wooshik#what's wrong with secretary kim#lee young joon#park seo jun#strong girl do bong soon#tale of the nine tailed#lee min ho#lee yeon#alchemy of souls#jang uk#seo yul#business proposal#kang tae moo
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Who is She? (C!Quackity)
I've had a week off now I'm back again. Thank you for almost 30 followers and hearts to all my stories honestly thought people weren't gonna enjoy these but thank you. Also the end of season one of dsmp was so good. I did watch tubbo version instead of Tommy. So who did you watch? When I saw tubbo side all I thought was the song As the World caves in by Matt Maltese (story idea?maybe). Anyways I'm rambling. Since everyone loved my c! Quackity I thought why not another. So today story is about the last Las Nevadas lore adding my own thing to it. So this is about the characters. The song is Who is She? by I Monster. So I hope you enjoy this. Ps this does switch to quackity pov to the readers pov. Maybe a another Foolish one will be posted next week?
Quackity List Masterlist
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'It's been a few months since you left us. Why did you take his spot? It hurts to wait for you while there is a war on the top. What you didn't know is that you both died. Charlie, that's his name now. Purpled put you both in. So you died for nothing. I cried every night. The nation I built lost already. Awesamdude left once I found out he lied about Dream being in his cell. Fundy left saying nothing. I went to his house but it was empty. Purpled well he is the one that you are in 6 feet under while slime is frozen. I know you saw purple and fundy as navie and young. Importantly you saw them as family. But one left you and the other killed you. Foolish is the only one I can trust he is the one that is loyal to me. The thoughts in my head always guess he's gonna leave as well. He hasn't and I hope he never does. Now I must be going I have a meeting with Foolish.' He closed the book placing it in a chest near the grave. Glance at it once more towards the grave with the engraved.
UnknownY/n
Beloved by many but betrayed twice as more.
Mí amor
He stood as he destroy the torch walking away from the grave as the light dim. With the distance of a man with a white hoodie with black line beside him stood the man that was gonna destroy the next thing he loved with a book in his hand.
Waking up I started to take in a breath glancing around to see iron bars as well for the door. I start to hit them as I looked around. " Hello," starting the question while I shake the bar, "can anyone hear me please." with that the iron door opened. With as confused I was I step out slowly notices the hall to it felt familiar but nothing was coming to me. Hearing voices at the end of the hall I lean up to the door. "They are gonna wake up soon. What are we gonna tell them?" One voice answers as the other stay his ground. "Just let me talk to them I've been with them since las Nevadas." Walking in to see three young men. One approach me giving me a hug I didn't even move my hands while the other two talk. "I thought I lost you?" He pulled back tilting his head, "y/n it's me purpled remember?" Nothing came to mind. This also caught the eyes of the other two men. The air in the room started to change as purpled told me everything. Of how I was in Las Nevada, how I was in love with a man called Quackity, how I was purple older sibling, and how I died. "Quackity trapped us both y/n he pushed you in the lava along side slime." I couldn't believe what he was saying. My feet felt week as Purpled help me bring one man over. The man I loved killed me. Not only me but Slime aswell.
After that day I swore to take a life from him. Even if it was to my death. Punz help me train. While Dream and Purpled started to strategize a plan. Purpled brought Slime as he ran to me. He was the only one I remember since being revived. The day was choosen. I thanked punz as I headed inside his tower walking to the top to see lights but the further I looked I notice the sign. The red. The logo. The white. Everything was bright the details on the sign. Something in the air shifted as if a liar came outside and only the wind knew. "Why are you out here? On the top of the tower no less?" He questioned sitting down next to me. All I did was stared front looking at the lights as a staring contest. "Would you ever lie just to get revenge, Purpled?" He stares at me as he glanced down as if he was questioning his words to answer that simple question. That's all it was a simply question. "No I wouldn't lying just gets people killed." Breaking the eye contact with the sign to see Purpled. He was one of the young one. Yeah I saw him as a brother but something in that moment made me doubt his words. Quickly turning my head, "Get some sleep. Tomorrow is when Las Nevadas gets burned to the ground."
We walk near the sign noticing the colors face to face. Walking down the road to see him. A maroon button-up shirt with suspenders along with black slacks. With no beanie. He froze. "Seems like you have seen two ghost quackity?" walking closer to the fountain he started to yell, "Get back both of you." Quackity walked back as we step a foot forward only 15 feet apart. He question what he was looking for as for Slime he tried to calm him down. The fear that quackity had flushed alway. With a smile seeing us both together and alive. "The last thing I remember was y/n going in lava then I went in lava." Quackity tried to make words holding onto my hand walking in front of the casino. Then asked us about purpled saying if we remember what he did. That's what caught my attention. But if it was on cue Purpled and Dream appeared. The smile on his face instantly disappear. The two got closer as quackity yelled at us to go inside the building. The worry of losing both of us once more worried him. It was all over his face but why would he worried if he killed us. Right? Purpled wouldn't lie to me, right? The tnt broke the door open. Dream and purple talked to Quackity. Wanting to take him to the prison and torture him. Like he did to dream. As for slime and I made it to a corner, quackity held out a lever switch it to only hear fireworks. The two in front of quackity tease him more. "I just don't want to just kill you. I want you to die, abandon by everything and everyone that you love. Your city ruins run by the one person that betrayed you. Your best friend Realizing that you're trash. Human Trash. And your partner. Leaving and forgetting about you like Karl and Sapnap once did to you." Slime approach quackity, "Legacy is all you leave behind, Quackity" Slime put on the netherite that Dream and Purpled provide to us as Quackity turned to see him glowing. "So why did you leave us behind." He glanced over at me as I wore the same standing next to Slime. To only see a glimpse of a totem god, Foolish by the entrance running away. Something was coming. So I did what I knew best was run. Dream and purpled stayed with Slime trying to put Quackity in a corner.
Making my way to the tower to overlook the top. The ground started to shake as little slimes started to appear out of no where. It was Slimes just like Slimecicle but they weren't. I tried to look for Slime, Purpled or Quackity till 1 minute later they ran out of the building to only hear a fuse light us landing tnt everywhere blowing it up. The footsteps by the stairs caught my attention as I waited for then to appear. Quackity was too busy running, in the process I tripped him pulling out my sword. "So you left us and you think you can just get away?" The blade was getting closer to him as he stood walking backwards. "Y/n please listen," Quackity tried to talk. Purpled started to yell. "Don't listen to him he never tells the truth." Purpled started to go in front of me. While quackity started to beg saying he tried to protect us two. All purpled did just denied he left to go in front of quackity. Slime walk forward standing behind the two. The next second to only see him push purpled off the building. One life of his was gone. Slime moved back. "Quackity from Las Nevadas." That what got quackity to smile. While quackity wanted a hug to only see slime walk down the stairs not saying an only word. This is your fault," was all I said once I step closer to him. Holding the blade up looking at him. "This is your fault." He stood next to the ledge. "You thought it was right to torture someone into getting a book to revive people. So you can what keep it." All he did was look at me he never noticed this person in front of him. "For what? Everyone dies you can't live forever!" He kissed me. I tried to pushed back but my heart took over my body. The sword fell to the side as he kissed me. Pulling me in closer. This kiss was a ending of us. "I promised you that I would've loved you till my life ended and I did," I moved his hair to the side getting close to whisper in his ear, "Now it's your turn." With that I pushed him.
#x y/n#twitchstreamer#fanfic#mcyt x y/n#feral boys#mcyt fanfiction#dreamsmp#dtqk#quackity#quackity x y/n#quackity x reader#c!quackity x y/n#c!quackity x reader#c!quackity#c!purpled#c!dream#c!slimecicle
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what is your favourite poem (yours or someone else's)?
also guess whoo!!!
Like how am I supposed to choose one from these awesomely amazing poems I have read over time... Maybe if I hadn't come on Tumblr and my world was confined to books and irl friends I might have a had a favourite. But like. Nikamma Bhai ke baare me to hum bol hi nhi rhe vo alag league me hai apni. And Lilac, Nyx aur Simran sabdo ka kya trishul chala ke ghayal kar jaati mere paas sabd hi nhi bachte. Aur humare kavishab bhaiiiii have you read something from her. Agar inna kaafi nhi tha, to randomly koi aur mutual kuch Aisa likh jayega ki phir chaar din Tak dimaag me kuch sujhe hi na. Favorite kaise chunu yaar main. Okay so there's this child. Like adorable baby (almost 17) that wrote a poem about me. Like she wrote it on my shirt (last da jo shirt pe likhate hai) and it's bloody emotional. Like I know it is not a literary masterpiece, but emotionally that broke me. She barely.knows anything about me outside of school but that girl wrote such a beautiful journey of my school life. Imma have to give it her that poem has to be one of my favourites.
And then one of mine, me konsa mera favourite. Bhai mere saare poems meri zindagi ke kisi na kisi part se inspired hote hai. Like till now all of them have a part of me in them. Slight exaggeration, thora change in story telling but the fact of matter is everything in these poems is me. Like I wrote उमीदें when even with 98% no one in my house was happy. I wrote Lost Soul about the time in 2019 where I honestly was so lost that nothing felt right. किलकारियां was about leaving friends behind andthe friends I had made a long the way. There are like pieces I wrote about when I was suicidal and didn't see a way out, but had to persevere cause I couldn't justify my selfishness in quitting. Ghastly Men was written about an experience almost every female goes through unfortunately. Pain My Partner is a pretty self explanatory title. The Single Leaf was the story of how everyone actually goes through a similar life told in metaphor. Destiny is about my childhood dream of being an adventuring protagonist. Beautiful Right was just me simping over the idea of love. My heart shattered glass was about realising I might never be loved again. And then there was two pieces I wrote about a friend being in a toxic relationship forgetting and worth and finding it all over again. (I'm proud of that one, she cries reading that) Perfect Child is just he Burnt out kid in me venting wishing for something I'd never have. Scars are beautiful is again about scars physical or metaphorical changing how everyone perceives you as. अपना पाओगे the pessimistic in me revealing itself. Kubool ho was a collection of couplets I wrote on demand. Choices is about friendship and the worth of relationships in a world where the concept of it is foreign again a metaphors representation of a part of my life. My Beloved Moon is just be thanking all my people for inspiring me everyday in ways they didn't even know... And Crimson Mistake and The Lunar Loon was all thanks to these two kiddoes I have sort of adopted on here. So all my poems have something about them and I can't exactly choose from them all. Although I gink the first ones I wrote will always be special in some way.
(PS I'm a dunderhead at guessing. Please tell me who are you enough though I wrote a whole damn novel in lieu of a simple question)
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Baby, Meloleti pls 💜 You know her… 😏
Hey gorgeous~ sorry for being this late but you know me at this point 🤣
Love you so much bestie, enjoy~
Melone x Letizia (@edonismo-melone oc ) " Unusual "
Ps: i know this oc very well and her reaction to this situation is in character, just to clarify ✌️
" You should have told me you ran into him again..."
"Well sorry if i was more preoccupied with running around the neighbourhood AVOIDING his ugly ass for 2 hours!! "
They were an unusual couple, that's for sure! Melone wasn't even sure how he managed to get a girl like Leti in his life ( Illuso and Ghiaccio mocked him daily on this matter ) and yet here he was: walking hand in hand with her after she finished teaching dance class, under the moonlight and with a baseball bat over his shoulder...
" Tesoro mio, i am just worried about your safety...i remember clearly how scared you were after you left you ex...i just want to make sure he gets the message "
Melone swings lightly the baseball bat and looks at Letizia in the eyes ( she is almost as tall as him with her high heels )
The girl huffs and leans her head in the space between his shoulder and neck, seeking comfort from her lover..
" I know mel...is just that i was sure i left that part of my life behind...i mean who would have guessed that stronzo flew all the way from PARIS to find me again!! I told him in every way possible, i even hit him in the face with a brick!! What else am i supposed to do?! I am out of ideas Melone...Oh fuck please tell me it's not his car in front of our building"
Letizia stops midtrack at the familiar black Honda parked nearby her and Melone's apartment; she steps back and stands even closer to the purple man who now means more than everything to her ( even if he still never picks up his socks and bullies her cat )
Melone doesn't seem scared tho, instead he just smirks and fidget with his flip phone..
" Amore have faith, i think our lil problem is going to be dealt with in 3...2..1.."
Suddenly three men comes out of the shadows, they swing open the car's door and drag the kicking stalker out; Letizia meets eyes with her ex for a few seconds before he gets shoved inside the back of a truck by the mysterious men and the group disappear in the middle of the night, a matter of minutes really.
" what did you do? "
" aaaah nothing really, some guy owed me a favor from a previous mission...that's all~ "
" you know i love you right? "
" Does that mean tonight we can-"
" No we can't have breakfast for dinner "
" Maremma che palle..."
The couple laughs and kiss under a street lamp, already over the fact that him just orchestrated the kidnapping ( and possible demise ) of his lover's ex...and she is totally fine with it!
They are an unusual couple...but in these days, who isn't?
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My best friend is currently not talking to me because I told them I’m selling my bts collection and leaving stan twt 🙃 I’m a 2020 army and it makes me sad to see these items go, but I have a lot going on in my life. And selling my collection is going to help me a ton. I can’t keep up with the boys how I used to. I’m still going to support them of course. I love them with all my heart and that’ll never change. I told them that this is honestly the best decision for me. I was on stan twt and insta for about a year but took tons of breaks. I ended up disabling those accounts because of how overwhelming it was. When they found out, they chewed me out. They told me that I wasn’t and was never a real fan. That shocked me so much bc those men have helped me so much during these short three years. I’ve been getting the cold shoulder for the past two weeks and when we do talk they snap on me. We’ve been friends for 10 years but now I feel like our friendship is strained bc of this. Am I being dramatic when I say I feel hurt by this?
it sounds like ur friend is too invested and needs to touch some grass bc it is NEVER that serious 😭 ur not doing it for no reason like you got stuff going on in ur life and ur friend needs to understand that ur life doesn’t revolve around bts and that u stanning them isn’t going to magically like make all ur irl problems disappear. do what’s best for you at the end of the day it’s not like ur offending anyone lmao they wanna act like little bitches about it then boo hoo bitch bye, ditch their asses bc they just showed you their true colors sis. i wish you the best in your situation! also hope you get urself nicer friends ❤️ ps ur not in the wrong nor over reacting!
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Hi. It’s me, Fanfic Anon #2. I’m back with part two of my series, Laurence (I went in age order, ha ha). Laurence’s is based on reporting I saw about their response to her divorce. I’m unsure how true that report is, but I honestly haven’t seen that much else about her. Of all three, she’s the one I had the hardest time with, because of that and because I’m unsure what a relationship would look like given they’re the same age and were peers in school for so long. They’re obviously close (she shows up at all the major events, she clearly spends a lot of time on vacation with them), but beyond that? So like Sebastian, I went for a more friend-ish relationship than a strictly parental one, even if he clearly loves them like one (every time he says “nos enfants” my heart grows two sizes). Hopefully you all enjoy it.
For context, according to the report she spent a week with Brigitte in Touquet and Emmanuel cleared his schedule as much as he could to spend the weekend with her. (PS as a disclaimer: I’m sure her ex is a lovely guy - I just figure Emmanuel and Brigitte are incredibly protective of their kids no matter what, so no hate towards him was meant by this piece.)
II. Laurence
"Where is she?" he asked his wife the second he ran in the door of their house in Touquet. He hated that he couldn’t get there sooner, couldn’t get there the second she had called them in tears as the world had felt like it was ending. He hates more that he has to leave tomorrow, a short weekend the most he could clear from his schedule. He was desperate to make this time count as much as he could.
"She’s on the couch right now in the living room," Brigitte replied sneaking a quick kiss, needing to ground herself in him after the last few days she’s spent providing moral and emotional support, the process bringing up some of the trauma from her own divorce she had worked hard to put behind her while her heart broke at the sight of her daughter in obvious pain.
"How are you doing?" he asked, realizing from the way she was acting that while she has been putting on a strong front for her daughter, it was a front.
"I won’t lie and say it’s been easy for me. It is splitting me in two watching her like this. All I want to do is protect her, to make sure nothing and no one hurts her. It’s what I’ve done my whole life and then this asshole, who promised to love her and cherish her and take care of her for their rest of their lives does this? And there’s nothing I can do to protect her? That hurts far more than anything else this is bringing up. Besides during my divorce, at least I had you -"
"She has us. She’s not alone."
At Brigitte’s nod, he snuck another quick kiss before rushing into the living room, his heart breaking at the sight of this strong, intelligent, kind hearted woman so hurt.
"Men are the worst," he opened with a joke, hoping to bring a smile to her face, rejoicing at the light, surprised chuckle he got from her.
"Not all men," Laurence replied, moving to make room for him next to her on the couch.
"You’re right. Your brother’s not bad."
"And my kids! And my nephews!"
"Of course, although, I said men. They’re still boys," he allowed, sitting next to her and holding his arms out to hug her.
"I’ll keep that in mind," she replied as she settled her head on his shoulder.
"My brothers aren’t horrible, I guess, although, jury’s out on your Uncles."
"Still holding grudges?"
"You hurt one of my girls, and I never forget that," he told her very seriously, so she knew and could appreciate the full weight of what he was saying.
"You’re forgetting someone pretty important in that list there, Manu."
"Am I?"
"Yeah. You’re not the worst."
"I don’t know about that. As soon as you hung up, I threatened to send the army on him. Ask your mother. She had to talk me down off that ledge."
"Why did she do that?" she asked with another light laugh.
"I know, right? Something about ‘abuse of power,’ and ‘she wouldn’t come visit me in jail,’ and I think she may have mentioned something about how he’s ‘still the kids’ father.’”
"She’d so visit you in jail," she replied, levity starting to work its way back in, especially at the image of her mother visiting him during visiting hours, a smile finally back on her face.
"That was her weakest argument," he agrees with a smile of his own.
"I mean. She wouldn’t be happy about it, but she’d be in anytime there would be visiting hours, and probably would wait outside when she couldn’t be in there with you." She let out a deep breath she didn’t know she was holding. "Thank you. I needed that."
"Humour? I got a whole set of dad jokes lined up. Do you want a pun or corny knock-knock joke first? I read a whole book in preparation on the way over.”
She laughed, full-heartedly at that for the first time in days. "Thank you for cheering me up, for supporting me, for always being here when I need you."
"Listen to me," he said, pulling back to she could look him in the eyes and see how much he meant it, "you are my girl. I meant what I said - no one hurts my girls and gets away with it. Not your mother, not you, not your sister, not my granddaughters. He hurt you. He will not be getting away with it. Not on my watch.
"I’m sorry I only have this short time to be here in person right now. It’s in moments like this that I wish my schedule was more my own, more normal, because if I could take the full week off and bunker down here with you and your mother, I would. But I am always one phone call or text message away, any time day or night, any country or time zone. Because I am here for you, always."
She smiled as she saw her mother enter the room, clearly feeling like she needed to join them. "Come on, maman," Laurence waved her over.
Brigitte settled on the other side of Laurence from her husband, making sure she was cocooned in their love. "We love you," Brigitte snuck a kiss to her forehead.
"I love you two, too."
Hellooooo fanfic Anon #2! ❤️
Oh my heart! No but seriously, If I thought it couldn’t get better and sweater than Sebastian’s story, you just completely proved me wrong. In all ways! 👏🏻
Even through the difficulty that it is to write stories about their kids, you just continue to do it and brilliantly! And I continue to repeat myself but I can’t get tired of saying it... love how hard you work on trying to stay true to the actual characters involved! Thank you, really appreciate it!
Hahaha Emmanuel threatening to send the army on him for hurting his girl, the conversation between Emmanuel and Laurence about Brigitte reasoning him on it and saying that her mum would visit him on jail made me laugh! But that kind of laugh with a very warm feeling in the heart 🤧🥰🥰
This means, there’s only one story of the kids left ☹️ hahaha I wanted more because it’s just so beautiful!
Thank you so much! ❤️❤️❤️
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MC: Serafine, Jarom, Alerik, Eike
This dystopian shifters romance is book 1/4 in Cursed Shifters series. Not that long in pages, 279 of them, but its typical reading time is about 5h35m. Not that I'm complaining, but I'm a bit fucked in the head by starting this book when my kindle isn't even at 100% (it was around 8% on V-Day's afternoon when I was reading the previous book, also about magic), but at 30% with the WiFi on. And yes, I'm typing this on a tiny phone. The review is posted mainly cause I got a hand on a desktop I could use. So, yay, this is seeing the light of day! Ps: I managed to finish reading this despite my allergy attacks that often made me read the same line 10x.
Technology hungry scientists in 21st century end up discovering a dimension that supposed to have made life greater, instead what came through this veil, rift, were fae; their mere presence destroyed the very fabric of technology, and dumped the tech fanatics into a frenzy – according to their story. This story tells the events of what happens a thousand years later. Just a background story, that tech died and humans were back to Middle Ages, alongside humans and fae. The Fae King issued a prophecy of The Six, and they would rule the human world while the fae returned to their side and the rift was closed. Except, not all made back. And this is their story.
Serafine was told her whole life that her mother sold her to a tyrant for a few coins. She's hated her mother for twenty years. She's been tortured for twenty years. Until one day she's in charge of fetching an item during a storm. She never makes there, but she ends up encountering her fate. 3 of them. 3 wolf shifters. I placed them on MC, but they are only connected to it, there's no POV other than Serafine's. With the help of her to-be mates and a pure magical being, she uncovers great power. She even gets her prison, she even gets the men. She also kinda starts a war.
By the end, a friend is missing and she knows the enemy will come to shifter wolf territory soon. And then the sneak peek, and the next main 3 men will be dragons. Me love some dragons. And yes, next book is on my to-read list already. Wallet will be on the ready. So will my lotto ticket cause at this point I'll need to be loaded to afford all.
Onto the next book!
#Cursed Shifters#Charmaine Ross#Magic Claimed#book review#review#bookworm#urban fantasy#fantasy & paranormal#fantasy & romance
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I want to share something the LORD shared with me.
First, I don’t appreciate being yelled at for doing my job.
For those who are non-religious and don’t understand my job description and what I do, the scriptures below are for you along with a warning for some unscrupulous haters ⚠️ See Genesis 31. For some of you, this part of the message applies. God is going to tell your enemies to leave you alone too and it’s gonna have them SHOOK because if they don’t….
For someone else, you too are being called to the office of a prophet. I had a dream about someone leaving tarot and God blessing them and increasing their gifts. They will never need or use divination again.
Ezekiel 4 is very interesting……………………. But first:
The Job Description:
I will not risk my life by disobeying God because some folks can’t HANDLE the word of God. Did you see what God said would happen to ME if I didn’t speak up?????????
👀❓
Why now?:
For such a time as this… why now? Why is God speaking to us in this way NOW. He answers through the Prophet Isaiah to say his people (meaning the children of God and mankind in general) are rebellious, selfish, stubborn and obstinate REFUSING to listen.
⤴️ The other night I dreamt of the word “bitter” written in this exact font as if it were in the Bible. Also the dream of the man at the house with six children had a line written on his FOREHEAD in ink. 🖋️ Thirdly, remember God has been speaking to us about FLINT, Michigan.
The warning ⚠️
There has been a bisexual man that has been attacking me and other women online who are gifted in ministry. His name is James.
He is a warlock and is very jealous and envious of WOMEN. Leave us alone.
The LORD told me his fate is SEALED for what he has done and said.
I am not in any competition with gay or bisexual men just because I am heterosexual and a woman. This is insane!!!!! A man fighting me over a man because he’s mad he can’t have him (them). This is crazyyyyyyyyyy.
Pray with me for people like James to find peace, love and self-acceptance before it’s too late. I have seen the fate of the end of ALL my enemies. Take a look and you’ll see it too.
You don’t have to like me or agree with anything I say, but you will respect me ESPECIALLY when God asks me to relay a message. I will not die for the unruly and the ungodly. Jesus already paid that price. Leave me in peace.
I’m sorry babes, I didn’t really want to take it there but it was time ⏰
PS. If you notice in both Ezekiel and Genesis, God mentions SEVEN 7️⃣ DAYS.
Something will happen in exactly seven days ⤵️🗓️ because your enemies refuse to stop pursuing you. Remember Genesis 31 when I release the next prophecy.
Ezekiel 4
Understand what God is saying here. Remember the bridge 🌁 and the symbolism. Ok but this scrip is NOT about seizing Jerusalem or America.
PPS. Remember the LORD has been speaking about Jerusalem and the Angel 🤔
Ooppssss forgot this: 👨🏾🍳
#the LORD has spoken#never speak against me AGAIN‼️#it’s not my fault God made me FEMALE#seven days#this is my annual job description post 🤣
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The Cross Without Compromise!
The Cross Without Compromise!
First Week of Celtic Advent!
Memorial of the Presentation of the Virgin Mary
Reading 1 2 Mc 6:18-31
Eleazar, one of the foremost scribes,
a man of advanced age and noble appearance,
was being forced to open his mouth to eat pork.
But preferring a glorious death to a life of defilement,
he spat out the meat,
and went forward of his own accord to the instrument of torture,
as people ought to do who have the courage to reject the food
which it is unlawful to taste even for love of life.
Those in charge of that unlawful ritual meal took the man aside privately,
because of their long acquaintance with him,
and urged him to bring meat of his own providing,
such as he could legitimately eat,
and to pretend to be eating some of the meat of the sacrifice
prescribed by the king;
in this way he would escape the death penalty,
and be treated kindly because of their old friendship with him.
But Eleazar made up his mind in a noble manner,
worthy of his years, the dignity of his advanced age,
the merited distinction of his gray hair,
and of the admirable life he had lived from childhood;
and so he declared that above all
he would be loyal to the holy laws given by God.
He told them to send him at once
to the abode of the dead, explaining:
"At our age it would be unbecoming to make such a pretense;
many young people would think the ninety-year-old Eleazar
had gone over to an alien religion.
Should I thus pretend for the sake of a brief moment of life,
they would be led astray by me,
while I would bring shame and dishonor on my old age.
Even if, for the time being, I avoid the punishment of men,
I shall never, whether alive or dead,
escape the hands of the Almighty.
Therefore, by manfully giving up my life now,
I will prove myself worthy of my old age,
and I will leave to the young a noble example
of how to die willingly and generously
for the revered and holy laws."
Eleazar spoke thus,
and went immediately to the instrument of torture.
Those who shortly before had been kindly disposed,
now became hostile toward him because what he had said
seemed to them utter madness.
When he was about to die under the blows,
he groaned and said:
"The Lord in his holy knowledge knows full well that,
although I could have escaped death,
I am not only enduring terrible pain in my body from this scourging,
but also suffering it with joy in my soul
because of my devotion to him."
This is how he died,
leaving in his death a model of courage
and an unforgettable example of virtue
not only for the young but for the whole nation.
Responsorial Psalm PS 3:2-3, 4-5, 6-7
R. (6b) The Lord upholds me.
O LORD, how many are my adversaries!
Many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
"There is no salvation for him in God."
R. The Lord upholds me.
But you, O LORD, are my shield;
my glory, you lift up my head!
When I call out to the LORD,
he answers me from his holy mountain.
R. The Lord upholds me.
When I lie down in sleep,
I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
I fear not the myriads of people
arrayed against me on every side.
R. The Lord upholds me.
Alleluia 1 Jn 4:10b
R. Alleluia, alleluia.
God loved us, and sent his Son
as expiation for our sins.
R. Alleluia, alleluia.
Gospel Lk 19:1-10
At that time Jesus came to Jericho and intended to pass through the town.
Now a man there named Zacchaeus,
who was a chief tax collector and also a wealthy man,
was seeking to see who Jesus was;
but he could not see him because of the crowd,
for he was short in stature.
So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore tree in order to see Jesus,
who was about to pass that way.
When he reached the place, Jesus looked up and said,
"Zacchaeus, come down quickly,
for today I must stay at your house."
And he came down quickly and received him with joy.
When they saw this, they began to grumble, saying,
"He has gone to stay at the house of a sinner."
But Zacchaeus stood there and said to the Lord,
"Behold, half of my possessions, Lord, I shall give to the poor,
and if I have extorted anything from anyone
I shall repay it four times over."
And Jesus said to him,
"Today salvation has come to this house
because this man too is a descendant of Abraham.
For the Son of Man has come to seek
and to save what was lost."
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The heroic tale of Eleazar's resistance under extreme pressure indeed is "a model of courage and an unforgettable example of virtue." While few of us face circumstances quite as stark, giving one's life to God is never easy.
Our deepest callings from God are put on the line when we choose between good, bad, and the thing that God really wants.
Jesus summons us to the Greater Good when he tells us to "Love our neighbor as yourselves". . ."Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
Yesterday was "Transgender Awareness Day," calling us to be aware of our Transgender brothers and sisters.
I think of the pain, rejection, and fear they and all queers have experience and experience; I think of the pain, and fear, I have experienced through the years and now for being queer; for being a priest who calls out that we should drop all of our conceptions of race, creed, sexual orientation, and "love one another," which leads to the elimination of poverty by sharing. The only creed of Jesus was to "Love one another.
I am sitting here under my newly decorated Christmas tree in the dark at 5:00 in the morning, remembering the love I have experienced at past holidays; and also the hate and evil I have seen towards me and towards the people on the street I walk with, and remember the green pine symbolizes life, ever lasting life, and that through time we all can grow to find ultimately that love is the answer. We all can grow and know that in our pain all we are called to do is to "love one another." We do not have to "like" one another, but we are called to care for each other.
With courage, and humility, While we are desperately seeking to see God in the midst of trials God is also seeking us.God brings us through these dark valleys.
Like Zacchaeus determined to overcome his height limitation by climbing a tree, we place ourselves where we are most likely to see Jesus and--lo!--all of a sudden, he looks up and sees us, and invites himself into our house.
In the photo above, where my friends were all joined together at a Vegan gathering, I saw Jesus in their happiness.
And where Jesus comes, redemption follows!
"Nothing is better or more necessary than love.
God is pleased with nothing but love.
One act of pure love is more precious in the eyes of God
and of the soul, and more profitable to the Church,
than all the good works together,
though it may seem as nothing.”
- St. John of the Cross
Deo Gratias! Thanks be to God!
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"Giving Tuesday, November 28, 2023
"Giving Tuesday, 2023"
"Do What You Can,
With What You Have"
Where You Are!"
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Fr.River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min., D.S.T.
P.O. Box 642656
San Francisco, CA 94164
www.temenos.org
415-305-2124
Let Love Ache
Father, give me the courage to keep on loving.
when others keep on hurting.
help me to live an achy love, a gritty,
persistent and emptying love;
a love that’s not afraid to flow toward the other
who has little left to offer in return.
And may I tread faithfully with heaven
through the unfinished work that surrounds me.
Today is Monday First Week in the Celtic Advent and we are asked to : "Smile at a person you see, whether you know them or not, and enjoy their smile.
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Tuesday of the Thirty-third Week in Ordinary Time
Readings of Tuesday, November 21, 2023
Reading 1
2 MC 6:18-31
Eleazar, one of the foremost scribes,
a man of advanced age and noble appearance,
was being forced to open his mouth to eat pork.
But preferring a glorious death to a life of defilement,
he spat out the meat,
and went forward of his own accord to the instrument of torture,
as people ought to do who have the courage to reject the food
which it is unlawful to taste even for love of life.
Those in charge of that unlawful ritual meal took the man aside privately,
because of their long acquaintance with him,
and urged him to bring meat of his own providing,
such as he could legitimately eat,
and to pretend to be eating some of the meat of the sacrifice
prescribed by the king;
in this way he would escape the death penalty,
and be treated kindly because of their old friendship with him.
But Eleazar made up his mind in a noble manner,
worthy of his years, the dignity of his advanced age,
the merited distinction of his gray hair,
and of the admirable life he had lived from childhood;
and so he declared that above all
he would be loyal to the holy laws given by God.
He told them to send him at once
to the abode of the dead, explaining:
“At our age it would be unbecoming to make such a pretense;
many young people would think the ninety-year-old Eleazar
had gone over to an alien religion.
Should I thus pretend for the sake of a brief moment of life,
they would be led astray by me,
while I would bring shame and dishonor on my old age.
Even if, for the time being, I avoid the punishment of men,
I shall never, whether alive or dead,
escape the hands of the Almighty.
Therefore, by manfully giving up my life now,
I will prove myself worthy of my old age,
and I will leave to the young a noble example
of how to die willingly and generously
for the revered and holy laws.”
Eleazar spoke thus,
and went immediately to the instrument of torture.
Those who shortly before had been kindly disposed,
now became hostile toward him because what he had said
seemed to them utter madness.
When he was about to die under the blows,
he groaned and said:
“The Lord in his holy knowledge knows full well that,
although I could have escaped death,
I am not only enduring terrible pain in my body from this scourging,
but also suffering it with joy in my soul
because of my devotion to him.”
This is how he died,
leaving in his death a model of courage
and an unforgettable example of virtue
not only for the young but for the whole nation.
Responsorial Psalm
PS 3:2-3, 4-5, 6-7
R./ The Lord upholds me.
O LORD, how many are my adversaries!
Many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
“There is no salvation for him in God.”
R./ The Lord upholds me.
But you, O LORD, are my shield;
my glory, you lift up my head!
When I call out to the LORD,
he answers me from his holy mountain.
R./ The Lord upholds me.
When I lie down in sleep,
I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
I fear not the myriads of people
arrayed against me on every side.
R./ The Lord upholds me.
Gospel
LK 19:1-10
At that time Jesus came to Jericho and intended to pass through the town.
Now a man there named Zacchaeus,
who was a chief tax collector and also a wealthy man,
was seeking to see who Jesus was;
but he could not see him because of the crowd,
for he was short in stature.
So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore tree in order to see Jesus,
who was about to pass that way.
When he reached the place, Jesus looked up and said,
“Zacchaeus, come down quickly,
for today I must stay at your house.”
And he came down quickly and received him with joy.
When they saw this, they began to grumble, saying,
“He has gone to stay at the house of a sinner.”
But Zacchaeus stood there and said to the Lord,
“Behold, half of my possessions, Lord, I shall give to the poor,
and if I have extorted anything from anyone
I shall repay it four times over.”
And Jesus said to him,
“Today salvation has come to this house
because this man too is a descendant of Abraham.
For the Son of Man has come to seek
and to save what was lost.”
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