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letshaikyuu · 1 year

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can i um request sugar daddy au with kuroo bokuto ushi and iwa 😔👉👈

> haikyuu's sugar daddies.

a/n: i love this request and the amount of comments my friends and i make about wanting sugar daddies, this request is right up my alley AND APPARENTLY, there are 7 types of sugar daddy relationships so let's get started

warnings: if you don't like money or sugar daddies, do scroll past and i do mention sex a few times so under the cut ✂

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> kuroo tetsurou

"Sugar dating - combines the intertwined life of companionship with sex"

i can't see Kuroo as only being a behind the scenes man and sending you large amounts of cash out of the blue. nu uh, he's too interested in other people's lives, especially the life of his sugar baby.

the relationship will quickly developed if kuroo finds you interesting and his interest shows with him sending larger and larger sums of cash with each transaction.

as written above, sex does end up becoming a staple of this situation of yours. mind you, he is very upfront about his desires, so he immediately tells you that this situationship might turn sexual, giving you the opportunity to back out.

he does bribe you into doing things like: "if you give me a kiss, i'll give you 10€" or "give me a blow job and i'll buy you that new phone you've wanted"

> bokuto kotarou

"Compensated dating - monetary or material compensation for grabbing a coffee, a meal or attending a specific event together"

i don't think he'd have time or think much about having a partner, especially with a life as busy as his. so, that's where a sugar baby would come in! honestly, questions this possibility very frequently, but gives in in the end.

i feel like he'd ask you first how much money you'd like to be sent and if you need the number to be raised. will splurge on you all the time if you don't tell him to stop.

if he takes you out for coffee, it's a super pleasant experience because he's super nice and interesting to be around, and if he sees you reacting well to him, his behaviour and jokes, you bet your bank account is going to be singing as you finish your cup of coffee.

takes you to volleyball events as his "partner" and boy, the money you get afterwards is unbelievable. never pushes you too far and only does PG-13 things.

> ushijima wakatoshi

"Compensated companionship” includes a wider range of activities and often involves the person becoming more intertwined in the man’s life.

he'd want his sugar baby to be more of a partner to him, but without being labeled such? that sounds like such an asshole move, but oh well. also, this type of companionship rarely includes sex, like in this case.

he just wants someone who is willing to come to his games, greet him afterwards and go back to his place for a nice celebratory meal - no strings attached.

also the one who splurges unbelievable amounts of money and still thinks he's giving you too little. texts you quite often and asks of you to accompany him to the store, go buy some new gear for him and so on...always ends up buying you some stuff as well.

very very open about this situationship and isn't afraid to talk to anyone about it. it's his money and time he's spending with you, so why would anyone care about what he does?

> iwaizumi hajime

"Pragmatic love - the sugar baby is more than happy to let a sugar daddy care for them, and hopes eventually to be in a romantic, long-term relationship with him."

come on, who wouldn't want to end up with this man? he's like the epitome of all that's sexy, manly and appealing to the eye AND he's super cute and nice, so totally understandable. at first, he doesn't even know the effect he has on you.

out of the four, i believe he's the one who'd most likely convert or "upgrade" your situationship into a real relationship because iwaizumi seems like an emotional person - he loves love.

he also loves taking care of people, so besides giving you money for everything you need, he frequently invites you over to his place for a nice home cooked meal, movie marathon, some good sex if it's his birthday and such...it hits him pretty quickly that he's fallen for his sugar baby.

you don't have to wait long for him to properly ask you and start referring to you as his partner and not just someone he spends his money on because it feels nice to care for others.

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ending note: i forgot how annoying it is to tag things here...

#haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #hq x reader #haikyuu!!#kuroo x you #kuroo hcs #kuroo haikyuu #bokuto x reader #hq bokuto #bokuto headcanons #hq ushijima #ushijima hcs #ushijima x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi x reader

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sdwolfpup · 1 year

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More Joy Day 2023 is coming!

This is first notice that More Joy Day is happening again, Friday, January 13, 2023!

What is More Joy Day, you might be wondering? From this post at Dreamwidth:

Years ago, I was reading the American Idol recaps over on Televisionwithoutpity.com and I came to this paragraph, written by the recapper Jacob:

Some dick cuts you off on the highway, and you give yourself the pass to be a dick to the next five customers, and your bad mood fades by lunchtime, and you forget the dick on the highway, you forget the color of his car, you forget how he was on the phone with his ex-wife, yelling about custody of their kids, and how he never meant to cut you off in the first place, he was just distracted. Your day continues as planned, and at lunch you check your websites and read a funny recap, and you maybe laugh out loud, and you go home and watch TV. But those five guys give themselves the pass to be dicks to the next five -- they're having a bad day, so it's okay just this once, and they're happy again by lunch -- and those twenty-five become six hundred twenty-five, and those six twenty-five become a million, and you've added to the sum total of anger in the world. But it works with love, too, and kindness. ... Your donation is something tangible, but what it means is something altogether more powerful, and it's that you continue to stand, and you continue to remember that you're not alone, and with reverence for this fact, you can't help but add to joy. Which is your entire job, from the day you're born until the day you die: more joy.

These times are desperately in need of joy, and it is incumbent on us to do our small part if we can, to send the ripples out into the world. So here’s my idea: In the interest of spreading more joy, I’m proposing that on January 13, 2023, we each engage in one act, either online or physical space (or both!), which brings joy to another person, in the hopes that that person will spread that joy further, and exponentially onward.

Some ideas of things we can do, fannish and otherwise: Write a fic, make a podcast, make a vid, or make a fanart for someone. Buy someone paid discord or Dreamwidth time. Leave someone a nice comment on their work. Say something nice about someone. Say something nice about something fannish you love and encourage squee. Donate five dollars to the charity of someone's choice. Send flowers to an online friend in a different city. Buy someone you know a present. Plant a tree or a flower in someone's honor and take a picture of it and post it. When somebody cuts you off on the road, wish them well and hope they get where they’re going safely. Make somebody a friendship bracelet. Or a construction paper heart. Call someone you love and tell them so. Buy someone lunch. Put up a Zoom background celebrating the person you're talking to. Or anything else you can think of! The sky's the limit. Then on that Friday, make a tumblr or DW post/tweet/snapchat/whatever saying what you've done (and/or a note that it's More Joy day), and that will hopefully help spread things further.

I hope that you'll join me!

#more joy day #mj day 2023

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singto-prachaya · 7 months

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Did I make a banner specifically for this post? Yes I did. This is a post to introduce you to Offroad Kantapon and Daou Pittaya who are currently starring in the BL Love In Translation. Get to know these two and their close soulmates bond through this post.

Let's start first with a short history lesson: Both participated in the survival show Lazicon (started airing October 9, 2021) and it was the first time they met each other. They became close in a short amount of time and you would often see them holding insta lives together. For a compilation of how they acted with each other during those lives as well as some Lazicon clips I made a fanvideo a while back. I never published it because it was just something I wanted to make for myself and one other person.

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Now since the post will be long you can find the rest under the read more link.

One thing Offroad wanted during Lazicon was to perform in the final with Daou and some of his close friends from Insight Entertainment. This would have happened if Daou was fully recovered from having covid but he wasn't. So the performance was without him. Daou however was present through a video call. During a performance were all Lazicon contestants sung together Offroad looked at the screen, saw Daou and started crying. A timestamped video were you can see Offroad getting emotional.

Not in front of my salad! Straight to this point. If you watched my fanvideo or at least a part of it skinship between those two is pretty normal. However if you are contantly all over each other it can cause people to want you to get a room! Especially their band members. There is this behind the scenes clip of Rak Diao in which they made an appearance and check out the timestamped part. Watch for about 20 sec.

Close friends! Daou has some close friends. A couple were from Insight and they had no problem with spilling some tea sometimes. Frank who is now DVI said during a live with the boys and some other contestants "It looks like they are flirting". Daou is also close with Joong Archen and he also had some things to say. "What everyone sees is just a little bit. Joong saw a lot more than that". And he mentioned once how Daou has never taken care of someone like this before not even his close friends. Also during a live with Joong and Daou, Daou got called. Joong then was like "Who is calling? Is that handsome boy. The blond haired one".

The part with Joong starts at 1:45

Jealousy what's that? Anyone who has been in the fandom long enough knows how they talk to each other on twitter and IG. One thing is pretty clear, Daou doesn't like it when Offroad shows to much skin. And he will let it know pretty clearly. Ban hammer gifs, talking about how he has the full sized picture, trying to pull Offroad's shorts, you name it. When the trailer of Our Days was released Offroad appeared half naked in it a couple times and fans then took screenshots and put shirts on Offroad to cover him up. Atime26 even released an edited trailer with those shirts on twitter. The inpact! Most recently Offroad wore a shirt with tiny holes in it and Daou called it see through. And during a recent twitch stream of Daou a fan asked if they could buy a see through shirt for Offroad. They could, but fans can only look. Another recent jealousy example here!

Talking about each other! They talk a lot about each other. Good things but sometimes things can also get sad. I will start here around the time Daou posted that he had to go into the army (he had to enlist 1 November 2022). Offroad commented and said "Eat well. I wish you luck, no suffering, no call, no disease. 👏❤️ Send your heart to me. I love you so much. I will do my best here. Let's go". The last day before Daou's enlistment a podcast was posted by The Modernist with the Laz1 boys. There was also a written version and let me copy a part. One question that was asked was "Choose one person and tell him your innermost feelings".

Offroad: But if I want to talk to another person who is very special, that is, I want to talk about P'Wu. Because he was the only person in the group who saw me from the beginning. I want to say that my place is like this. What I want to say is that I want him to see that I'm getting better. (Crying so much that he couldn't breathe) I wanted to tell him that. I have been with him for a long time and he is another person who has fulfilled me to be here as well.

Offroad has said a couple times before that he felt like he was a burden to Daou because he felt like he wasn't good enough.

During the last day they also had last fanmeet. And when Daou grabbed the microphone to talk he put his arm around Offroad's shoulder. And then when he started talking Offroad broke down (video linked there).

And here someone made a tiktok about the enlistment.

They had to work in pairs after the first round in Lazicon and Daou picked Offroad.

Special person talk during EMF fandom live today.

Couple rings! Daou lied to Offroad and said his fanclub wanted to buy a ring so they needed Offroad's ring size. Turned out Daou wanted to buy couple rings. A fan found out it were Cartier rings worth 1500 euro's each. And Daou isn't even rich. During EMF fandom live today there was more couple rings talk.

This was for an interview with Mint Magazine. Full trans for the interview here. As a long term fan I was confused by their answer because for me it's always been a 10. Not sure how it could have gotten more.

Daou talking about how in BL series the characters at least have to love each other but that they don't have to force themselves since they already have a close relationship. Full interview here and you can use google trans on the webpage.

Couple song! Last part. Daou and Offroad's fandom name is Nubdao and they have a song called Nubdao which was written by them and which is about each other. Nubdao means counting the stars.

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Translation of this song in a comment here

#daou pittaya #offroad kantapon #daouoffroad #love in translation

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adelaidedrubman · 9 days

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one clown fifteen lines

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

i was tagged by dears @simplegenius042 @direwombat @gwynbleidd @sofrosine @nightbloodbix @corvosattano @voidika @quickhacked to post a lil bit of oc dialogue samples! outgoing tags below cut + like here to opt in:3

1. “Yeah, ya know, they’re actually teachin’ all kindsa folk how to read an’ write these days,” she answered his second question with a sarcastic exaggeration of the natural twangs of her accent, ignoring his first entirely. “They ain’t even makin’ you go all the way to law school for it no more.”

2. “Piss off, Earl,” she spat, elbowing him out of the way. “I mean, honest to god fuckin’ piss off, alright?”

3. “Opossums are fuckin’ marsupials, Mary May!”

4. “I would fuckin’ carve out your eyes and throw them in the lake first, so that the only thing you’d ever see of me again is my fishing hook when I came back here to catch whatever trout had the bad luck of eating you.”

5. “Familiar enough to know that if you’re calling me a ‘Delilah’ or something that’s some misogynistic bull —”

6. “Probably do a little publicity tour, once it all makes news. A few TV specials, tell-all nightly news interviews, a true crime podcast here and there. I bet I could make a good buck writing some kinda fucking memoir or something about this shit. Everyone would eat it up, you know, out of guilt, ‘cause —” she paused, raising her pitch a bit in nasally mocking, “‘cause we should really be focusing on the victims, not making the perpetrators famous,” she chimed, followed by a dismissive wave of her hand at the thought. “But you know, they’d still all be reading it to see what I said about you of course. But no skin off my ass, as long as they buy it. Figure I could spend… two, maybe three months as America’s sweetheart, then slip back into anonymity. Live off the royalties. The occasional consulting fee, anytime someone decides to make a movie about you and your fuckin’ cult.”

7. “Head wasn’t that good,” she replied flatly.

8. “Yeah, pretty sure they make a pill these days for when a gal realizes she’s made that kinda mistake,” she retorted with an exaggerated batting of her eyelashes as she pulled the flask from his hand. “And if you’re the baby daddy, she really would be wising up to take it.”

9. “Oh, I’m back, baby.” She forced the smile to fall from her face, lips and brow tensing with sudden gravity. “And I��ve rigged this whole fucking mountain with explosives set to go off any second now. This thing is gonna blow sky fuckin’ high, and you and I are going to blow up with it. ’Cause I —” she feigned a gasp, brought her wrist to her brow as she threw her head back in a pantomime of being on the verge of fainting. “I can’t deny it any longer — I’m in love with you, and I want us to fucking be together forever in the fiery abyss of death.”

10. “Tell your big bwother to make his stump speeches even scawrier next time — I’m sure it’ll make the canon fodder he sends out harder to kill, if he gravels his voice a bit more.”

11. She snorted. “You worried I’m not playing with a full set or something?”

12. “I jest,” she hissed, knocking his hand away. “You haven’t fuckin’ gotten that by now? It was a fucking joke.”

13. “C’mon, that the fucking best miss church camp coachella can do to scare me?”

14. “For the fuckin’ record, I’m prolonging the void of nothingness when my organs stop functioning and I cease to exist in conscious form, not eternal damnation,” she finally spat.

15. “It’s gonna be hilarious, actually,” she replied, pushing herself off from the door frame with a parting wave. “Tell your friends!”

tagging: @cassietrn @shallow-gravy @derelictheretic @socially-awkward-skeleton @lordundying @florbelles @henbased @belorage @8bitpizzacoupons @firstaidspray @theresaruggedroad @afarcryfrommymain @clicheantagonist @v0idbuggy @orionlancasterr @strafethesesinners @deputyash @confidentandgood @strangefable @stacispratt @miyabilicious @omen-speaker @nowandthane @hctknives @wrathfulrook @fourlittleseedlings @galaxycunt @josephslittledeputy @just-another-wasteland-merc @voidika @captastra @blissfulalchemist @shellibisshe @thedeadthree and anyone who would like to share!

#sorry to joseph for not getting a roast featured://

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loreoftheforgotten · 8 months

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How i think the batfamily acts after getting their wisdom teeth removed

written by someone who’s had to have both their top and bottom wisdom teeth removed at two different times because the world hates me and wanted me to go through it twice i guess

okay so first of all bruce, this man has an insane tolerance for pain and tbh i think the only person able to get him to listen to this doctors instructions is alfred. and it’s not like he’s ignoring the instructions on purpose, he just isn’t really aware of how much pain he’s in because of his pain tolerance so he pretty much assumes he’s just healed faster than normal (also he doesn’t swell much for some reason so again, he just kinda assumes he’s fine)

next up, dick! tbh i feel like he’d legitimately have a bad time with it. idk why but i just think he would. he’d get super swollen and sore, and probably wouldn’t be able to talk for a few days without some kind of pain. although he absolutely would take advantage of everyone doting on him to get whatever he wants. it helps that he looks like a chipmunk for like a week after getting his wisdom teeth removed and the pictures make great blackmail material

and cass! cass and barbara come home one day with cass looking super swollen. everyone’s super worried bc wtf!!?? turns out she asked barbara to take her to get her wisdom teeth removed bc they were causing her some pain. that’s basically it, she’s a bit swollen for a bit and in some pain, but otherwise she heals fine. she does sorta take advantage of everyone looking after her, but honestly she just kinda chills in her room to recuperate while she reads and catches up on some shows she’s been wanting to watch.

now jason. okay listen, hear me out. he originally gets both his top and bottom wisdom teeth removed after being taken in by bruce. his experience is sorta average tbh, maybe a bit slow on the healing part of it bc of his already recovering health from being a street kid. but after he comes back from the dead and gets chucked into the lazarus pit he starts getting some pain in his mouth. turns out the lazarus pit regenerated his wisdom teeth. so basically jason has to get them taken out twice and no one will let him live it down

next on the list is tim. tim probably gets his taken out after he looses his spleen so someone sticks with him 24/7 just to make sure he’s healing properly and shit. it probably takes him a bit longer to heal and i feel like he would have a bit more pain than average but otherwise he heals perfectly fine. he probably tries to stay at drake manor at first, but dick convinces him to stay at wayne manor so that they can keep an eye on him.

okay now steph! she’s the only person in the batfamily that doesn’t need to get both her top and bottom removed. she just needs to get her top wisdom teeth removed and everyone hates her for it because they all had to do all four. like dick, she totally takes advantage of everyone doting on her while she heals. she spends most of her time at wayne manor just sprawled out on one of the couches and makes bruce buy her the best ice cream money can buy.

okay now for damian. he straight up doesn’t need to get his wisdom teeth removed. like they aren’t a problem at all and he brags about it constantly. although, jason ends up punching damian in the face when jason got his removed for the second time and damian made fun of him for it. he spends the next few days moping on the couch with an ice pack pressed up against his swollen cheek while jason sends him shit eating grins.

and finally duke. my younger sister had to get her wisdom teeth removed before getting her braces on bc she had to do another surgery on some other teeth and they figured they’d just do it all at once to get it over with and i feel like duke would be the same. so like he’d get his wisdom teeth removed at like 13/14 and just have an average time healing. when the other batfamily members ask him about his wisdom teeth he just shrugs and goes “i got them removed years ago” which makes the rest of them upset because they like having blackmail material of how swollen people get after getting their wisdom teeth removed and they can’t do that with duke now

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cheeseceli · 11 days

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Cheeseceli 1K Event

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𝅗𝅥 ── Celi's Playlist ── 𝅗𝅥

1. As you can read below, there are some lyrics that will be used as prompts.

2. When requesting, please tell me the prompt you chose + the idol of your choice (I will be writing for all members of Stray Kids, Tomorrow X Together, BTS and Ateez)

3. You can also tell me which format you would like more (headcanons or drabble) and which genre (fluff, angst or hurt/comfort). If you don't, I'll choose it myself!

4. Each prompt can be only used once. So after someone sends the request in, I will be scratching it from the list

5. You have until may 8th to send the requests in. Have fun <3

01 ── "cause my baby's sweet as can be, she gives me toothache just from kissing me" - Hyunjin

02 ── "aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of hell?"

03 ── "you're my escape from reality, you know what you mean to me" - Felix

04 ── "if you hold me without hurting me you'll be the first who ever did" - San

05 ── "i like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings"

06 ── "it's the way you wear your emotions on both your sleeves to the face you make when I tell you I have to leave"

07 ── "there used to be nights where you were a little bit drunk, baby. The stories I heard for the first time, I liked to see you being honest" - Changbin

08 ── "let me stay by your side cause it's good enough for me"

09 ── "but friends don't say words that make friends feel like more than friends, so let's just put the 'end' in 'friends'" - Lee Know

10 ── "I look up from my phone and think there's no way it's you, but it is"

11 ── "This life is crazy, but it led me to you. If you call on me forever I will come"

12 ── "she's a lady, and I'm just a boy" - Mingi

13 ── "yesterday it finally came, a sunny afternoon. I was on my way to buy flowers for you"

14 ── "The only thing that is harder than sleeping alone is sleeping with your ghost"

15 ── "I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week and in this packed out room, I swear she was singing to me"

16 ── "Although our steps might not match each other I want to walk this road with you"

17 ── "I lost her in the crowd. It's unfair, she's out there somewhere. I wonder if we'll ever meet again"

18 ── "everything could be everything if only we were older"

19 ── "And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be: right in front of me"

20 ── "if you're looking for stable that'll never be me, but I hope that I'm able to be all that you need. If you think I'm someone to give up and leave, that'll never be me"

21 ── "So baby, if you think you can handle me please handle me carefully" - Bang Chan

22 ── "Even ten years from now, if you haven't found somebody I promise I'll be around. Tell me when you're ready. I'm waiting"

23 ── "Brand new apartment, we sat on the floor. You're all that I wanted, never been so sure"

24 ── "I loved you for three summers now, honey, but I want them all" - Lee Know

25 ── "A house made of cards and stupidly us inside. Even if you say it's a useless dream, just stay a little more like this" - Hongjoong

26 ── "I don't want to want you, but in my dreams I seem to be more honest. And I must admit, you've been in quite a few" - Hyunjin

27 ── "you know I talk too much. Honey come put your lips on mine and shut me up" - Soobin

28 ── "I swear to God when I come home I'll hold you so close, I'll never let go" - Hyunjin

29 ── "I had all then most of you, some and now none of you. Take me back to the night we met"

30 ── "you tell me that you'd rather fight than spend a single peaceful night with somebody else" - Yeonjun

Thank you all once again🤍

Taglist open !

Dividers by @saradika-graphics and images by @tyunlouv

#celi blog #celi 1k event #stray kids fluff #bts fluff #ateez fluff #tomorrow x together fluff

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caffeinetheif · 1 year

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brothers and/or dateables w/ a ride or die s/c

walmart at 2 am? down. declared the sky is purple? ofc it is what other color could it possibly be man. hit and run? got the Clorox wipes and mechanic on standby

aaaaaa I'm so sorry for the radio silence! Last week was very chaotic lol. This coming week (3/13-3/17) is spring break for me, but I'm working 40 hours so idk how much I'll be active :((.

I had fun writing such a light hearted request, thank u bb.

The Brothers With a Ride or Die MC GN! MC Content Warnings: Mentions of doxing in Levi's, mentions of a creep DMing in Asmo's

Lucifer

Lucifer would be so stressed because of a ride or die MC lol. You're giving him even more grey hairs than he needs. He does appreciate all that you do for him, he just wishes you'd take it down a notch.

He could easily tell his brothers to do something like go get dish soap because it's almost out, but you're already out the door with like four different soap brands on the list.

It gives him an extra reason to spoil you though

Mammon

It's basically a ride or die x ride or die in all honesty. A competition to see who can be the most ride or die, if you will.

He forgets to do a project for class until the night before? You're there helping him. You forget a textbook back at the HoL? Don't worry, he's sprinting back to go get it for you.

He accidentally breaks something? You're getting rid of the evidence and already have a duplicate on stand by (how you do it, Mammon will never know).

Leviathan

I feel that Levi would be more of the ride or die in this relationship, but for the sake of the request, you are. Is he in the middle of a gaming marathon? You keep a supply of water and snacks for him. You make sure he actually eats a full meal, too.

He talks about a new multiplayer game? You buy a copy for yourself to practice playing so you can keep up with him.

He want's to dox someone who dissed Ruri-chan? You're already digging for clues

Satan

Satan mentions a new spell book he found? You're the first to volunteer to be a guinea pig for some of the spells. He appreciates the sentiment, but he'd rather not test questionable spells on is lover

He mentions that he needs to organize his books? You're pulling out a pen and paper to create organization categories and schematics (it'll probably go Year, Subject, Author's last name or something similar).

He'll make you tea as a thank you, but he doesn't notice he used a tea that you snuck into his stash as a surprise.

Asmodeus

Another ride or die x ride or die. This time, instead of trying to out do one another, y'all just feed off of eachother's energy.

You're Asmo's hype person. He'll take you shopping with him and try on outfits. You're there with a camera practically like the paparazzi, taking pictures from all angles for every outfit he tries. He does the same for you. There's a 9/10 chance the two of you will leave with matching outfits.

Asmo mentions that some creep is bothering him on Devilgram? You're finding the fucker and giving that demon some very concerning threats.

Beelzebub

We all know how Beel gets with is food. If he texts you that he's hungry, you're on standby with his favorite snacks. Even during class, you'll leave to do a quick drop off for him

Midnight muchies? Take him to the nearest fast food joint and get him two of everything. He appreciates your eagerness to please, but he worries about your spending habits because of him (sweet boy)

He'll share his food with you as a thank you and offer to pay you back for the money you've spent on him. If you tell him that you don't mind, he'll find a way to repay you.

Belphegor

You're able to pick up on some of his smallest ques and you know what to do to help out. He really does appreciate how you're able to pick up on when his social battery is low and get him out of the situation.

He's notorious for skipping class even though he somehow miraculously passes his classes. Still, you bring him your notes and even send him an audio recording of the lectures you share together, even though it takes up so much space on your DDD.

If you notice he has fallen asleep somewhere that isn't his room or your room, you carry a blanket just for him. You drape it over him as he sleeps and just vibe next to him until he wakes up.

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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 10 months

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ARCTIC MONKEYS 25/06/23

okay now that i've had some time to (slightly) emotionally and physically recover from yesterday, i need to flail about the highlights:

1) meeting one of my absolute favourite humans who i would never have got to know if it hadn't been for this little corner of tumblr - and then getting to share the excitement/nerves/elation/exhaustion rollercoaster of seeing am with them was just - there aren't even words for it. so special 💖

2) learning how to navigate rain ponchos

3) impulse buying too much merch (but also not regretting it. the glasgow tour poster is going to be the first thing going on my wall in my new flat)

4) the mirrorball starting to twirl just before they all came onstage and sending the colours of the afternoon sun everywhere

5) the sheer rush of the moment they all walked onstage together (also that was pretty much the only time i got to glimpse nick and matt at all 💔 from where i was standing i could mostly only see alex and jamie)

6) seeing alex a few metres away in real life after months of looking at his beautiful, dorky little expressions in photos/videos was surreal in the best possible way- there's just something so different about the way you get a sense of someone's energy when you're in the same space with them?? and as someone who's endlessly interested in people, i'm fascinated by how alex simultaneously gives off really reserved, self-contained vibes at the same time as being such a dynamic and captivating performer - like he’s so good at tapping into emotions without letting them be a door into how he’s actually feeling (if that makes any sense, my post-gig brain is not very articulate) i guess that all very much makes sense with all the stuff he's said about personas/performing, but it was still so interesting to get to really feel that sense of his presence in live time. he's definitely very much in control but in a very understated kind of way

7) a bunch of birds circling overhead on one side of the crowd, alex seeing them and dramatically declaring 'release the rest of the birds'

8) me and the lovely human i went with turning to each other with expressions of sheer joy when the opening bars of crying lightning were played (and don't sit down. and four stars. and arabella. and - you get the picture. getting to share the sheer delight of your favourite songs being played is just the loveliest feeling 💗)

9) alex doing a quirky little 'ha ha' laugh in the middle of body paint

10) mirrorball coinciding with the most beautiful pink dusk and half moon just above the stage, and getting to witness alex’s piano playing at the start of it

11) body paint. just. body paint. i think my soul left my body.

12) how much energy and enthusiasm alex seemed to have throughout the set - especially after the last week or so it was just the loveliest thing to see him messing about and having fun. and his voice sounded SO good. how anyone manages to sing like that (let alone sound like that less than a week after cancelling shows due to laryngitis) is an absolute mystery to me

13) alex's theatrical hand gestures for crying lightning (the one for gobstopper was a particular favourite)

14) hearing 505 when dusk has just fallen and you can see the smudged moon behind the deep indigo clouds is the only way anyone should ever hear 505

15) alex and matt having a giggle about something mid set

16) obviously i was aware of how stupidly talented they all are - but there's something about seeing it unfold in front of you in real time that makes it really hit you. the sound wasn't great where i was for some of the time so i don't feel like i got the best audio sense of everything, but i was just so struck in particular by matt on the drums and also alex with his guitar playing. i feel like when i'm just listening to their records i'm so busy listening to alex's voice that i forget how incredible a guitar player he is and - wow. just. yeah. it honestly took my breath away.

17) getting the distinct impression that it provides alex with a sense of amusement to deliberately do that thing where he sings the lyrics at slightly different speeds to trip the crowd up

18) even though i ended up being in significant pain for the second half of the set and had to go find somewhere a little further back where i could lean against the railings (chronic pain conditions and standing for 6+ hours apparently isn't the best mix), nothing could dull how magical it was hearing all the tracks from the car that they played closer to the end. standing there in the dusk and feeling so much about everything is something i'll never forget. it truly brought home to me so poignantly everything about why am's music means so much to me and how much love i have for them 💜

19) being in the exact line of direction alex blew kisses to at the end

20) the hazy post-gig walking in the dark under lit up green trees with the lovely human i went with and our conversations about am and creativity and the courage of sharing music 💖

#i'm honestly still processing the fact that it really happened #it was amazing #though i'm trying not to be frustrated with myself for my chronic pain kicking in when they were on #i had a couple of songs where i was like 'why can't i just enjoy this like a normal person'#but then the music took over and brought me back to myself #so yes #i wish i'd been feeling amazing for all of it #but it was still amazing even if i wasn't feeling amazing for every second of it #and i'm so so happy i went and got to share it with such an amazing human #💜#i’ve been swinging between riding a high and post gig blues all day so forgive me if any of this is incoherent #also #i know these photos are blurry as hell but i’d still appreciate it if people don’t repost them without my permission #arctic monkeys #alex turner #matt helders #jamie cook #nick o'malley #am glasgow 2023 #lulu posts

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anapotatowriter · 2 years

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Five Hargreeves x reader

A/N: While I am working on some of my requests for Edmund Pevensie, here is a Five Hargreeves fanfiction! Feel free to request for him, or any other TUA character. Also, this is definitely because I can’t wait to see Five in Season 3 :)

Summary: Y/N is a shy book worm. But where her best friends, the Hargreeves, and her best friend (and crush) are threatened, she doesn’t seem so sweet.

Contains: Swearing, some spoilers for books, horrible knowledge of the years where these kids were still teenagers, Ben doesn’t die and Five doesn’t time travel to the apocalypse, lots of events take place in the past (written in italics), horrible story that I have a hate-love relationship with :)

ALSO, NO SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3

Requested: All of my own bestie!

Tagging @art-junkie-13, cause she was the first person I talked to about the story :)

"Y/N! Can you please buy some pasta sauce! We need it for dinner tonight," yelled my mother from her room. "Yes, mum," I yelled back, going to her room and taking the money she held out to me. I picked up a light sweater to protect myself against the spring breeze. I also picked up the play I had recently started reading. I strolled down the street, giggling softly at the swirling leaves and flowers in the wind, before turning down to my book, my tied-up hair keeping the small strands out of my face. Just as Romeo met Juliet at the masked ball, a boy crashed into me, sending me, sprawling backward. The book went flying from my hand, though the money remained tightly within my grasp. My now free hand went back to catch my fall, forcing my wrist to bend back. I yelped softly in pain, cradling my left hand as tears welled in my eyes. "Shit," I hear a voice mumble before someone knelt next to me. "Are you okay?" he asked, his black hair falling into his piercing green eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I squeaked out, not wanting to bother him. "I am so sorry, you can go on, it was my fault anyway," I mumbled, trying to stand up despite the pain in my wrist. "Nonsense, I crashed into you, the least I could do is help you out," he said, helping me stand up before fetching my book. "Romeo and Juliet, huh? I never understood the big deal about them," he said, smirking at me after he glanced at the book cover. "Really? I have read all of Shakespeare, and this one was my favorite. First, because crashing into each other is the best meet-cute ever. Second, I guess it helps me understand that love is dangerous. It's not sane or straight. Love can be twisted, malicious, insane, unreasonable, and painful. But that's what makes it worth it," I said, going off on a rant before trailing off when I noticed the perplexed expression on his face. "I'm sorry, you probably don't care," I muttered, pushing a strand of hair that had escaped my hair tie behind my ear. "Oh no, I just found your perspective interesting. I never did look at it that way. Just looked at it like teenagers who just killed like, 6 people. And that way, technically we had a meet-cute, huh?" he smirked, making me glance at my shoes in embarrassment. "Anyway, I'll help you home," he said, making me protest. "Don't you have to go home?" I questioned, making him rub the back of his neck. Just as he opened his mouth to explain, I interrupted him. “Oh wait, I’m sorry, this is me,” I mumbled. “My house number is 109… come visit if you get the time, you’re nice,” I continued, and he smiled a little. “Pinky promise,” I said, sticking my pinky finger out to him. He stared at my finger before hesitatingly wrapping his pinky around mine. “Bye,” he said, sticking his hands in his pockets and walking back down where we came. “I’m Y/N, by the way,” I called after him, as I looked at his retreating figure. “Nice to meet you, Y/ N,” he called out, not bothering to turn around, just raising his hand as he walked away.

I sat on my bed, reading Pride and Prejudice, the flashlight the only form of illumination in the otherwise dark bedroom. My hair was tied up and piled on top of my head in a bun, to keep the hair out of my face as I leaned over my book. Suddenly, I heard a loud whoosh and a blue spark illuminated the corner of my room. I jumped and held my flashlight in between both my hands, staring at the corner of my room. “Ow,” a voice groaned, and I threw my flashlight while yelling, “STRANGER DANGER, STRANGER DANGER!” “Ow, what the fuck Y/N,” said the voice, making me squint in the darkness, the flashlight now off from the collision with the stranger. “Oh, it’s you! The kid I met on the street? How did you end up here?” I asked, staring at him warily. “I’m Five Hargreeves,” he said, smacking my flashlight against his palm to try to get it to start up again. I groaned and switched the bedroom lights, squinting immediately at the sudden influx of light. “How does that explain anything?” I asked, rubbing my eyes. “I’m one of the kids born with superpowers? On the news?” he said questioningly, surprised. “Wait, you’re one of those Umbrella Academy kids? You’re the teleportation kid?” I asked, making him nod. “Sorry, I don’t know much about you guys. I don’t watch the news a lot, it’s so sad. I prefer fiction,” I shrugged, and Five nodded in understanding. “Do you want something to drink? Water? Tea? I make a really good black coffee,” I offered. “Black coffee would be good,” he nodded, no expression on his face throughout the conversation. “Okay, “ I smiled and left my room to start the coffee pot, him trailing after me.

“Hey Y/N,” said Five’s voice, making me look up from my battered copy of “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”. “Oh, hey Five,” I said, wiping the tears on my cheeks and sniffling. “Wait, are you crying?” he asked, showing one of his rare emotions, concern. “Yeah, the ending of the book is really sad,” I said sadly, caressing the pages of the book as tears continued to fall. “Tell me about school,” he said, sitting on the bed, successfully distracting me from the book. Butterflies flapped in my stomach at our proximity, a lovesick smile probably gracing my features. Five always liked to talk about school, since he could understand what he was missing because of the Umbrella Academy. “Well, we did acemtodes in Maths today,” I said, immediately jumping into his favorite subjects. “I swear, 10th grade is horrible,” I groaned by the end, falling back on my pillows, the book slipping away from both my lap and thoughts. “I’m turning 15 tomorrow,” he mentioned as he lay down next to me while staring at the ceiling. “Wait, what?” I asked, immediately sitting up. “Yeah,” he said, glancing at my shocked face. “And you didn’t tell me! I don’t know what to get you,” I gasped dramatically, throwing a pillow at him. “Well, you can come over to the Academy. Dad typically leaves the house to us on our birthday, so we can do whatever we want,” he said, making me smile at the invitation. “I would love to! Now I gotta go plan 7 birthday gifts,” I explained happily, squeezing his hand for a second before running out of my room, leaving the boy to stare at the ceiling of my room.

“Hi, my name is Y/N!” I said, smiling at the six people around me, Five standing next to me. “I already know all of you, so need to introduce yourselves,” I said, instead of bringing out my large bag. “So Five only told me about y’alls birthday yesterday, so the presents aren’t that great, but whatever!” I said, holding up the gift-wrapped presents. “Luther right?” I asked, and the blonde nodded, and I handed him his gift wrapped in moon-themed wrapping paper. “And Diego, I am guessing?” I asked, turning to the brunette, and the boy replied, “Yes, that’s me.” I handed him his present, and he took it, his eyes glassing over. “And Viktor, this is for you,” I said, handing him the heavy box. He smiled softly as I handed him the box, making me smile back. “Ben?” I questioned another boy, and the boy nodded in agreement. He accepted the wrapped present I gave him with a starstruck expression. “Allison,” I said, handing the package to the grinning girl before turning to Klaus. “And Klaus. Believe me, I had no clue what to get you, but I hope you like this!” I said, handing him the box. “I spent about the same amount on all the gifts, so yeah!” I said, turning to all of them to see they were all standing where I had left them. “I’m sorry if I messed up, I can return the gifts,” I said softly, cocking my head to the side a bit when I noticed the still wrapped packages. “Thank you,” said Ben, his voice cracking, making my eyebrows furrow in confusion. “I mean, it’s not much,” I said apologetically, shrugging a bit. “Thank you so much,” said Viktor sincerely, placing his hand on my shoulder. “This is our first time getting gifts,” said Klaus, making me gasp. “First?” I asked, making all the kids nod in unison. “Ok, then it’s settled. I am officially on gift-giving duty. Five, you better deliver their presents. Christmas, birthdays, new years, accomplishments, all of it,” I said decidedly. “Well go on, open them,” I motioned to the siblings, who all started opening their presents, smiling giddily. “And Five,” I hummed, making him turn to me from his siblings. “It’s a fountain pen, I got ‘Technically we had a meet-cute, huh?” engraved in a rush order, so this is probably more expensive than the other’s gifts,” I said, handing him the final package. “Thank you… so much,” he said, and I smiled. He intertwined his pinky with mine, a reminisce of our first meeting.

"Come on, hurry up while it's still daytime, idiots," yelled Five from ahead of us, enunciating idiots. "Well... it's not fair... if we have to walk... while you just teleport," said Diego angrily while climbing up the enormous hill, the rest of us huffing and puffing behind him. Five didn't reply and just stopped moving, waiting for the rest of us to catch up. No one missed his annoyed expression by the time we all reached up. "If you tell us to hurry up one more time, I will turn you into a hat," said Luther just as Five went to speak, making Five roll his eyes and close his mouth again. "Finally, we can play," said Allison, sighing as she admired the grassy and flat field where we were going to play cricket. "You good, Y/N?" asked Five, moving closer to me. "Yeah, just tired," I said, dabbing at the sweat on my forehead. "You are a right meanie for not just teleporting with the rest of us," I said, crossing my arms. "Sorry, I just didn't wanna scatter all of you into some other universe where we end up being TV show characters," he said, shrugging while winking at the computer screen. "Let's play!" said Diego, cracking his knuckles.

"I'm referee," said Luther, moving to the side. “And I am going to the market downtown. There’s a new book I found that I want to read,” shrugged Ben. “Oh, come on, Ben! It’s all of your birthdays! 16th! You can’t just leave family time!” I complained, making the boy sigh resignedly. “Fine, I’ll come back in 30 minutes, tops,” he promised, making me smile and nod. He walked away to the nearby market, his black jacket standing out in the otherwise bright field. "Y/N and Allison, you both are the captains," said Luther. "Oh, okay," I breathed, moving forward and looking at the rest of the academy. "Y/N, you can go ahead a pick first," said Allison, smiling at me kindly. "Five," I said immediately, and he grinned proudly before walking toward me. "Diego," said Allison, who walked towards her with a self-satisfied smirk and looked pointedly at Five, a competitive glint in his eyes. "Viktor," I whispered next, and he walked towards us as Klaus walked towards Allison and Diego. "Five minutes to plan, and then we'll have the coin toss," announced Luther, and both teams huddled up. "Diego is going to be the most aggressive. Allison is too nice to go full attack especially cause you and Viktor are too shy and nice, and Klaus is probably too high to care about the game,” said Five immediately, starting his “battle strategy”. “Or, or, or… how about we just play for fun?” I interrupted as his comments about his other sibling started getting most vengeful. “What’s the point in that Y/N?” protested Five. “Fine,” I sighed apprehensively, making him smile triumphantly and resume the plan.

“Let’s start,” bellowed Luther, making me walk towards Luther, Allison walking from the other side. The wicket was already set up, the bats held up by Luther. Luther tossed the coin and said, “Allison, your team bats.” Before going to her team, she cheered a little, while I walked toward Five and Viktor. “Ugh, we’re bowling,” I groaned, Viktor giving me a side hug comfortingly. “We’ll do amazing, don’t worry,” said Five confidently, making me shrug. “Pinky promise,” he said, holding out his pinky. I giggled softly, intertwining my pinky with his. “Okay Five, go bowl,” I laughed, shoving the boy slightly. He chuckled as he walked backward, giving a salute before turning around. “You know, he is only like that with you,” said Viktor, making me turn away from Five’s retreating figure. “What?” I asked, confused. “He smiles more with you, he’s less touch averse. It’s nice,” he said, smiling at me. “Come on, hurry up Y/N!” yelled Diego, anxious to begin the game. “Coming, coming,” I called, running up to the meadow, prepared for the fielding.

“Oh come on, stop running so fast,” I said exasperatedly as Diego and Allison got another run. Klaus was already out and lounging on the grass, out of range of the cricket ball. “Ben!” yelled Klaus when he noticed the boy coming back, holding a book in his hands. Ben reached us and sat down next to Klaus, opening his book. As the game continued, Five and Diego continued to get more competitive, which forced Luther to intervene, only fueling their frustration. I laughed at the story Klaus was recounting to us when the grin on my face faded. I squinted at the group of people I could see coming from the distance.

“Ah, the great Umbrella Academy,” snickered the one in the middle once the group was within earshot. Suddenly, all the siblings seem to have grouped, competitive natures long forgotten. Five came over to me a grabbed my pinky, pulling me in with the rest of the Hargreeves and taking me near Viktor. “Five, what’s going on?” I asked as he walked away, but he didn’t reply. He placed himself on the other side of Diego, Luther on his right. In a row behind, Allison and Klaus stood on the outer edges of the group, with Ben in the middle. At the absolute last stood Viktor and me, a perplexed expression dawned on my face as the group came closer to us. “Viktor, what’s happening?” I asked, confused at the formation we stood in. “We typically stand like this when someone recognizes us in public, makes it easier to deal with fans and press,” murmured Viktor softly to not attract attention. The arrangement suddenly made sense, and I nodded in understanding.

“Ha, I knew I recognized the nerd,” laughed the ‘leader’, making me frown as he looked at Ben, who was holding his book in his hands still. “Who are you calling a nerd,” snapped Diego, taking a step forward. “Lord, you all are no different from us. What’s so special about you bastards anyway?” asked the boy scanning over the group, glossing over me and Viktor in the back. “You seem to forget your place. We have fucking powers that help save the world, and we won’t hesitate to use it on you!” continued Diego, taking out a knife and twirling it in his hands. “Sorry to say this, but you can’t use your powers on us, idiot. We are civilians, and therefore if you harm us, we can go to the police and get your precious academy shut down,” cackled the leader manically, his four goons laughing with him. “You’ll be sorry when I shove my fist in your face,” barked Diego, walking forwards. “Diego, he’s right,” said Five calmly, although his jaw was set tightly and his eyes sparkled with silent anger. “Exactly, ‘Diego’. Listen to the half-wit,” chuckled the goon, walking over to Five, who stood his ground and raised his jaw a little higher. “What about you, scrawny bitch? Wanna fight?” mocked the guy, holding his fists up ironically. The anger that was building up snapped and I scoffed. “You’re a bully,” I said from the back, making the boy's head turn towards me. “Who the fuck said that?” he barked rhetorically, his goons cracking the knuckles. “It was me,” I said, walking forwards. “Excuse me Allison, Ben,” I said, walking between the two. “I’ll be fine, Ben,” I said to the concerned boy, smiling softly. His eyes still held fear as I continued forwards. “Five, Diego,” I said, sliding between the two when I felt someone stop me. Five held my hand, silently pleading with me to not go. “I’ll be fine,” I smiled at him, gently releasing his hold over my hand, instantly missing their presence. “Now, as I was saying, you’re a bully. My dad taught me that there was only one way to communicate with a bully,” I said confidently as I sauntered forward, pulling the hair tie out of my hair and snapping it around my wrist. My hair billowed open from the wind, H/C strands surrounding my face.

“Oh really? And what was his advice?” asked the goon, smiling mockingly at me. I smiled sweetly, chuckled, and brought my fist back, punching him in the face. Gasps erupted from behind me as the goon touched the side of his face where I had hit him. “You fucking slut,” he growled, putting his hand up at his friends, who tried to come to his aid. I clicked my tongue and said, “Oo,” I wouldn’t call me that,” I said, glaring up at him. He brought his hand up to slap me, and I heard Five take one step forwards to try and help me. “Fuck no,” I growled, grabbing the bully’s hand mid-air and twisting it behind his back, making him groan in pain as he faced the rest of the academy, me standing right behind him facing them too. “I’m a nasty bitch darling, believe me,” I said in his ear, loud enough for the people around us to hear as well. “Now why don’t you go on and apologize,” I said, hissing the last word. “Fuck no,” he protested, making me roll my eyes. “You seem familiar, do you study in Y/S (Your School)?” I asked, and the boy nodded minutely, gritting his teeth in pain. “Ah, great! So you must know who I am! Go on, darling, take a wild guess,” I said to him, twisting his arm further to make him hiss in pain. His friends just stood, not knowing what to do. “Shit, are you… are you Y/N? Y/N L/N?” he asked, fear creeping into his voice. “Yes, correct! Jackpot, darling, ding ding ding,” I said, twisting his arm more and more with the last three words as I grit my teeth. “Now, since my reputation seems to precede me, it’s safe to assume that you know I can ruin your life brick by brick, you fucking mangy cur,” I growled. “So, if you know what’s good for you, you fucking apologize,” I finished, kicking him in the shin and making him yelp. “Okay, alright, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” he yelled, making me smile sweetly again. “See that wasn’t so hard,” I said, pushing the boy so that he was near his crew again. “If I see you bothering anyone ever again, inside or outside school, I will torture you until you wish you were dead,” I said, pushing the boy backward. “Now, bitch, why don’t you fucking leave,” I said as the boy slowly backtracked. “SCRAM!” I yelled, making him run away. “You’re fucking crazy,” said one of the others to me, his eyes wide in fear. “Yes I am, sugar. Suck my dick,” I said while flipping him off with both hands, making his eyes widen more as he ran after his leader and the rest of his friends. “FUCKING SHITS! MOTHERFUCKERS! REMEMBER MY WARNING OR YOU WILL REGRET IT!” I yelled, making them scamper away out of sight.

As soon as their figures disappeared, I turned back to the group with a real smile, clapping my hands together. “Shall we continue the game?” I asked, while the rest of the Academy just stood frozen. “... are you okay?” I asked while bringing my hands up to tie my hair again. Everyone surged forward and question me before their conversation sparked up, but Five still stood frozen. “Five?” I questioned softly, walking towards him as the rest of the siblings talked to each other. “Don’t ever do that again,” said Five as he pulled me in a hug, making me freeze in shock. “I was so fucking scared,” he said as he pulled me away and held me by the sides of my arms. “Oh please, I have beat up people much scarier than him,” I said, smiling at him. “You’re an enigma, Y/N,” he said before doing something I never thought he would do. He kissed me, and I kissed him back, my heart bursting in happiness. We split apart, a haze filling my mind when I heard wolf whistles. “Oh shut up,” I muttered, embarrassed, as the other Hargreeves goggled at us, while Five intertwined our pinkie easily. “You’re hot when you swear. And with your hair open,” he whispered in my ear, making me giggle, enjoying the contact between us. “Thank god for our meet-cute,” I thought to myself, smiling at the group around me and the brunettee I stood next to.

#Five #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves #five x reader #tua #the umbrella academy #no spoiler for season 3 :)#tua x reader #xreader #shy!reader #tua five #number five #ben hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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jaywritesrps · 2 months

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I think theres still more to the story with krashlyn. Not gonna lie it’s so one sided and the hate train on ash is extreme - like I get not believing her statement for some people but I feel like if there was proof of an affair it should’ve leaked by now. I just think the scales are eventually gonna tip and it might not be pretty for krieger. I just don’t buy ash left her family cause Sophia bush looked at her and she now wants to be rich and famous, when she’s been committed for 13 years and planning her retirement in Florida. Some of the fanfic is now boarding conspiracy and insanity.

I agree with you. You know that saying that says it needs two to tango. Don't get me wrong, as I stated before, I am an Ali Krieger's fan, even though I am deeply disappointed at how Ali dealt with this, cause we still don't know her side of the story, cause she is really good dodging tricky questions, but she has her share on this too.

Like after the wedding, they pegged me as an unbalanced relationship, it was more like "what Ali wants, Ashlyn will give her". And Ashlyn's likes on IG when the news broke sorta confirms this feeling I had. There was one particular quote that from her that strike my attention that said if someone you love use their conquests to belittle you, then this person doesn't deserves you, especially when you helped them to have those victories or something along those lines. And if something like this was happening, can't imagine what was going behind closed doors with them to a point she decided to leave a 13 years relationship. And Ashlyn isn't stupid, she knew this hate train was going to get her and all the implications involving thos decision, and she still chose to divorce cause it was better than live the way they were.

But okay, Let's assume there was cheating (which i don't think so cause of what you said about proof and from who Sophia is), on Ashlyn's side, can you imagine how bad your relationship has to be that you cheated on the person you are dating for 13 years and later decide to leave to be with the other woman?

What I really think it happened based on what we know is that their relationship was bad on both ends, Ashlyn and Sophia talked about it in Cannes. Sophia was responsible for giving support to Ashlyn undeniably, cause all of Sophia's friends says she is someone that will stand up for you and fight for you no matter what, even though she doesn't do that for herself (Hilarie Burton's words), she gave Ashlyn that emotional support, while Ashlyn did the same for her while she was sick and made Sophia realize her relationship with Grant it wasn't what she thought she wanted. It was a mutual platonic relationship that ended becoming romantic down the road. Period. the end.

Ashlyn and Ali didn't worked as couple for a while. We can't pinpoint exactly what happened or when that happen, cause we dont know their home life, but looking back them through their social media, press and interviews, you can see that cracks starting to show up prior the Cannes event.

And to be honest, it's better this way, Ashlyn and Sophia are happy and Ali will find someone that will treat her as the queen she is. What is despicable is the hate fans are sending to Ashlyn and Sophia for just living their lives, based on half true or fanfics from L Chat, you know.

#jay rants #ashlyn harris #krashlyn #non rp related

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hey!! hope you’re doing well and having a good summer so far. I’ve been having travis hackett brainrot lately and was thinking about being travis’ kid. so if you’re comfortable, I think some headcanons for that would be slay 🫣

i was actually hoping someone would request this so i could have the excuse to write it LOL so thank you for sending this in!! i hope you enjoy even if it's a bit short!

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tws: angst but nothing too horrible

being travis hackett's child headcanons (the quarry)

first off, he loves you with all of his heart and he tries so hard to be a good father to you. he'll always take care of you and help you through whatever struggles you might be facing

but he will keep the hackett secret for awhile. he doesn't let you stay with the rest family on the days close to the full moon and always makes up excuses or takes you places to make you focus on other things

he doesn't want you getting hurt. he has nightmares about you becoming a werewolf like his brother and his kids and he doesn't want that life for you. he's seen enough of it

of course, he wants to cure his family, but he shows up less on full moons to hunt silas because he has you. he doesn't want to just leave you behind without warning

he'll still go sometimes, but he has to come up with really intricate reasons as to why he'll be gone. it has to be more elaborate as you grow older

he tells you when you're old enough, probably when you're about 13 or 14. you're rightfully very upset that he kept this huge secret from you (after laughing a lot and telling him that he's joking), and you ignore him for days because of it

your dad had kept it from you for so long and you felt heartbroken. as if he didn't trust you with it

he reassures you that he loves and trusts you with everything, even his own life, but he wanted to protect you from it for as long as possible so you could grow up with a life of relative normalcy

you're grateful for his secret keeping after awhile, realizing that if you knew about it your life would've been a lot different than before

travis buys you a lot of gifts. they usually come out of nowhere but he always has a reason to get them. "it reminded me of you" or "i saw you liked this thing so i bought it for you"

he really wants you to have a good life and he tries so hard to make sure you get that. he wants to be someone you can look up to but he worries he's so far from that

he'll teach you everything he knows at some point. he doesn't ever want you getting involved in hunting but he knows you might be in a dangerous situation eventually so it's better to be safe than sorry

it feels like he would be a really distant father during your early childhood. he worries that he won't be good enough for you but he realizes he's the only person you have to take care of you

he makes up for it in a multitude of ways, taking you to your favorite restaurants and making sure he spends more time with you being two of them

he's really protective of you and makes sure you're staying safe at all times. he's afraid of losing you somehow and he does everything in his power to avoid that

if you ever catch feelings for someone expect travis to be watching them like a hawk. he doesn't ever want you dating (you'll aways be a baby in his eyes) but if it's what you want he has to make sure they're worthy of you

he's happy for you, though. he ends up liking your partner but he teases them a lot and it can end with incredibly awkward conversations

he knows that he's not perfect but you seem to love him, and that's all he cares about

#the quarry #the quarry x reader #travis hackett #travis hackett x reader #travis the quarry #the quarry travis #travis the quarry x reader #the quarry travis x reader

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The Story of Valentine's Day

So what's up with Valentine's Day? Is it just a holiday made up to sell flowers, chocolate, and jewelry? Well...no. Though it is the main reason why it's still exists today. So much so that Valentine's Day is banned in some countries that frown on western customs. Other Countries adopted their own customs inspired by Valentines Day, like in Japan. Women are the ones to give men they like chocolate on February 14. Then, in March, these men are expected to gift them white chocolate in return.

I think many of us who grew up in the west are aware that Valentine's Day is named after the Catholic Saint Valentine. An older name is 'The feast of St Valentine' since before chocolate and flowers, people had a feast to celebrate. But who was this person?

The story goes that Valentine (Could of been a man or woman, we're not sure. There were a lot of Valentines) was spreading the word of the Christian God and Jesus as a Priest. They went against the Emperor's decree, and married soldiers to their loved ones. I'm not entirely clear why the Emperor had an issue with soldiers getting married, but I'm guessing the lead in the pipes were getting to them.

Valentine was found out and arrested, and was sentenced to death. While they awaited their sentencing, they helped take care of the other prisoners. The jailer's daughter, who was blind, was also there (for some reason) and they helped to look after her. They did such a good job, they cured her blindness and fell in love with her. Before being put to death, they gave her a letter simply signed "From your Valentine" thus being the official first Valentine.

The Church later named Valentine a Saint, and degreed a celebration to happen every year on February 14. Which is apparently when they were executed. However, there was also an old Roman celebration that the Church was trying to get rid of called "Lupercalia". Lupercalia was a purifying, fertility celebration to Juno that lasted from February 13 to February 15. Animal sacrifices, naked racing, and a massive feast was held. The church didn't like 2 of these 3 main events, so their new holiday just had a feast.

We get the Romance later when a 14th century poet, Geoffrey Chaucer, writes his poem "Parlement of Foules". It draws a conection between Valentines Day and the start of Bird Mating season, sparking the romantic interest. Many couples followed for years after, sending poems to one another to express affection. Later, during the 1800s, when the printing press became a thing, pre made and pre written poems/rhymes were mass produced as cards. And people bought them.

So, in summery, Valentines Day seems to of been created by the Church to erase a Pagan Celebration. Then, Society decided to associate it with love. Which is kinda Sweet. But now we're in the age of consumerism, and it's another excuse to sell us stuff.

At the end of the day; If you don't want to celebrate Valentines Day, than don't. I've personally never gotten into it, even with Partners. Some people feel like it's a downer cause they're single. Others feel like there's too much pressure to be perfect. And some just can't justify the expense.

That said, if you WANT to celebrate modern Valentines Day, all the power to you! Some people love it, with or without a partner. So if that's your jam, and you can afford to go all out, do it! It makes you happy to get chocolate and flowers, or dress up and go out to eat. For some it's like a hobby. Someone once made the comparison to me like the super bowl. You look forward to it all year, buy a bunch of junk, and then enjoy with people who are also into it. Now, I'm not into sports either, but I understand the mindset. It's like Conventions or dressing up to go see the premier of a movie. Other people may not see the point, but you enjoy it so who cares?

#food and folklore #witch #folklore #folktale #fairytale #febuary #valentines day #saint valentine #february #february 14 #klickwitch #history #myth #love #chocolate

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through the hourglass 27. brb x oc

a/n: this man is not going to keep himself together once he knows :)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: P U P P I E S

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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Jolene gave birth in the second week of November, a litter of two girls and two boys. Beatrice woke up in the middle of the night with the birth already happening and all she could do was take care of her dog until she was done.It was magical, and stressful, but Beatrice was crying as she saw the puppies wriggling about.

She wanted to take a picture to send Rooster but she remembered she couldn’t, not until he told her he was close to his phone again. So she just kept it to herself…amongst other things. She was so focused on Jolene she forgot to do the follow up at the doctor about the ultrasound, only remembering when she was cleaning the little pen Jolene and her puppies were. “Oh, fuck.” she groans, pushing herself to her feet and rushing to her phone to check if there was still time.

She had fifteen minutes and she looked a mess, “Fuck!” but she didn’t want to leave Jolene alone, she had to call someone! Shells? No, Shells was probably napping at this hour, Evelyn was working and couldn’t come over, Leonardo was out of the question…which left one final person: Michael. Michael worked at night, he spent most of his morning doing God knows what and he wanted to meet Jolene’s puppies!

Which also brought the question of what she’d tell him once he got there. She had to come up with something but…the pantry was full, she can’t say she had to go grocery shopping, nothing in the house needed repairs, “Oh!I know!” she looks down at where Jolene is with her puppies, her auburn pittie just tilting her head, “I can tell him I need more blankets for you guys! That’s a great idea!”

The fact that Jolene looked like she was in an actual nest could be easily ignored.

“That’s perfect, he’ll never suspect anything.” she presses the phone to her ear after finding Michael’s name in her contact list, ‘He’ll be too busy looking at you guys too so.”

“Hello?”

“Mikey!Hi, good morning!Listen, are you busy?”

“No, I’m out and about, what’s up?”

“Can you stay with Jojo for a little bit while I buy her and the puppies some more blankets?”

Beatrice could swear he stopped breathing when she said ‘puppies’ and was probably ignoring anything else that came out of her mouth, “I’ll be right over.” and hangs up after saying he loved her. Beatrice tries to fight the proud grin but there’s no use, humming in triumph as she slid the phone back into her pocket.

Everything was going well, all she had to do was stick to the plan. No one else - besides Ev,Shells and Penny - knows about her pregnancy and while she did trust Michael’s word when it comes to secrets she also knew how much being an uncle meant to him, so he was out of the list as well.

Beatrice looks down at Jolene and her four puppies - one white, one black and brown, one auburn colored and one pitch black - all nursing themselves on their mama, as Jolene wagged her tail once she meets her owner’s eyes. Beatrice smiles, gently falling to her knees to pet her head, “You knew, didn’t you Jojo?” she asks as she scratches under her chin, “You knew about me.”

The way Jolene stood close by and how she often placed her head on Beatrice’s stomach was enough of a sign. Jolene boofed softly, as if she was confirming her owner’s questioning, closing her eyes as Beatrice kept petting her.

She sighs, then pulls out her phone just to take a quick picture of the puppies so she could send Brad whenever possible, smiling when the white one stopped feasting to lift her closed eyed face towards Beatrice as if she knew where she was already. Beatrice smiles, taking another picture of the pink nosed puppy and gently petting the tiny white bean with the back of her fingers.

Beatrice gets a message from Michael letting her know he arrived, which leaves her a bit confused but she stands up, walking towards the door where she could see her brother’s face peeking through the window. “Jesus Mike,” she says once she opens the door, “That’s creepy, don’t do that shit.”

“Where are they?” he questions, walking around his little sister with his laser focus towards the puppies, “Where are the tiny babies?”

“In the kitchen,” his massive form disappears from her view and Beatrice grins when she hears the soft yet loud gasp from her brother…followed by the baby talk. She walks back into the kitchen where she sees Michael is on his knees, leaning a bit forward with his lips parted in an ‘o’ shape, pointing at each little puppy and then caressing Jolene with his huge hand, “Cute huh?”

“Yes. Oh my God,” he whispers, “Oh they are little angels Bea. Oh I love them so much.”

“Yeah I know, anyway, I just need you to stay with them for a little bit.” She explains while placing her bag strap on her shoulder, then grabbing her car keys “To keep them company and…you are no longer hearing me are you?” Michael was too busy lying on the ground to be on face level with the new babies, cooing the one that sniffed his finger through the crate and then petting Jolene.

Beatrice rolled her eyes with a grin, knowing that they’d all be okay there…and now there was time for her to go. She knew what to do, she knew what to expect and she waited a bit before going just to make sure everything was fine. She sent another bye towards her brother, receiving no answer as she expected, closing the door behind her and making her way to the red jeep.

Honestly the drive to the clinic was a bit quick, she barely remembers arriving there and she sat inside her car with her hands on the wheel, looking ahead, chewing her lower lip.

Why was she hesitating? Why was she nervous?

Maybe because that’s the very first pregnancy she ever had and she didn’t want anything bad to happen. That was why. Beatrice closes her eyes for a second, smell the flower, blow the candle and then leaves the car towards the clinic. As she wanders inside, she feels a bit on the spot by the amount of women there, some heavily pregnant, some not but most if not all of them had their partners with them.

Beatrice bites her lower lip, reminding that Rooster isn’t there because he couldn’t be, not because he didn’t want to be and to not let her mind spew words in her brain that weren’t true. She talks to the receptionist who smiles and tells her that the doctor will see her soon enough and to wait a bit, which she does, almost squeezing herself away from the couple next to her chair.

She bites her lower lip again, tapping her hands together between her thighs as she waits, looking up at the clock on the wall, bouncing her leg anxiously until it was her turn. She hears the mother next to her coo to her belly, then her husband puts his hand on top and she tries to gaze away from them because the last thing she wanted was to be called a creep but she couldn’t help but imagine how Rooster would react.

He’d be happy, because of course he would…maybe more protective than normal- no he’d definitely be more protective than normal. Would he become one of those satellite husbands who would always- yes. Yes he would. Beatrice has to bite back her smile before the laugh leaves her lips, just at the thought. “Beatrice Bradshaw?” a woman calls from a room and it still jolts her how now she had his last name. She lifts her head to meet the woman’s eyes, then stands up when she smiles, “Come on in.”

She remembered when she went with Marina to have her ultrasound because Derek was working, she remembered how pregnant her sister was and…it was making her second guess this decision. Maybe it was too soon, she thinks as she lies down, maybe she should’ve waited more, she couldn’t hide the gasp nor the wince when she felt the cold gel on her navel as she pulled down her shorts, maybe she should’ve-

“Well, well, there is something there.”

Beatrice immediately lifts her head to check the monitor, widening her eyes when she finally sees it. It’s very small, it’s so tiny it was hard to recognize it but it was there. That was her baby! “Oh….oh wow.”

“It’s still really small, it’s just a month old after all.” a month old, so that means she got pregnant during Palermo! “But, so far it looks okay. I do think you should come back in a few months, when you reach the fourteen to eighteen week mark.”

“So…so it’s okay?”

“Well, it is still the first month so there’s always the need to be extra careful.”

Beatrice blinks at the doctor, she gets a bit confused but nods nonetheless, “Okay, u-um, should I…refrain from something?” the doctor offers her a kind grin, then rolls away from the table to open a drawer on her desk, flipping through some papers before handing it back to her, “Oh.”

There was a list of do’s and don'ts for first time mothers, she had to pay attention to it on the way home so she’d donate what she shouldn’t have at the house. Hopefully there aren't a lot of things? She’s been researching some stuff herself so she could at least be prepared until then.

She thanks the doctor before leaving, holding the piece of paper in her hands as if it was precious and fighting the best she could to not send a message to Rooster. No, she had to wait until he was ready to talk, he couldn’t now so there was no need to do that…but what she could do was prepare something for him…and buy paints, and work on the baby room!! Oh she was so excited!

“I’m back!” Beatrice calls, her hands filled with bags that she was sure to hide from her brother by hurriedly putting them in her small studio room, playing it off as drawing supplies while she goes to the kitchen with a new blanket for the puppies just like she said she’d get. Beatrice sees Michael is seated on the kitchen watching a movie on his cellphone and Jolene is still in the little pen with her babies, tapping her tail on the futon as the brunette approaches her.

Bea’s brother, who was currently eating a sandwich, looks up at her when she leans closer to Jolene, a pastel colored blanket in her arms, “How was the day? You took a long time to get back.”

“Oh, I went to Mackenzie’s to get some art supplies.” she says with a smile and for the first time the lie comes out so smoothly she’s proud of herself. “And the blanket too of course.”

“Hm, alright, well, they all behaved.” he smiles down at the puppies who were snoozing silently against Jolene, “Hey, do you guys plan on keeping them or something?”

Beatrice sets her bag on the counter, then looks over at Michael ‘Well, probably not. The house is spacious but we can’t keep them all…why? Are you interested?”

“Well, I am and so is Bibi. Once she finds out they are born you know she’ll pester Leo about it. Nevermind she just had a little sister, a dog is way better than a sibling.” he jokes, leaning on his open hand as he watches Beatrice laugh to herself as she fills a glass with water. There’s a piece of paper sticking out of her back pocket but he can’t see what it was from where he was seated, “So, anyway, do you need me for anything else?”

“No, Mike, but you can stay if you want.”

“Nah,I gotta work later tonight and I need my beauty sleep, so,” he grunts as he pushes himself to his feet, walking over to Beatrice and pecking her forehead, “I’m going to take my leave and go home, Bea. Bye babies!” he coos towards the sleeping puppies, his smile never faltering as he walks to the door with his sister in tow, “Anyway, do let me know if you need any more help, I’ll do my best.”

Bea smiles and hugs him one final time, watching until he gets to his car then drives off. She waits a few more minutes, keeping her eyes on the car that was so far she could no longer identify it then bolted back inside after locking the door. She rushes to her little art room, yanking everything she got at the department store and setting it in front of her on the ground.

There is paint, a lot of paint, tape, a small box, alongside baby items she was going to make Rooster’s gift with, “Okay.” she smiles, gathering everything in her arms and rushing to the outside so she could have space and keep an eye on Jolene as well. Her dog just followed her with her head, blinking her big eyes until she could no longer see Beatrice on the backyard.

Since Beatrice didn’t want to make a lot of noise, even if she wasn’t cutting anything or using her power tools, she didn’t want to disturb Jolene’s puppies nor the new mama. She takes in a deep breath with a smile, then grabs everything she bought that day as she prepared Rooster’s little surprise. “Oh, shit!” she stands up, running inside the house to their bathroom, “Almost forgot!”

She kept the tests inside the bathroom drawer for safety, fearing that if she kept it anywhere else she might throw it away by accident. Once she has them in her hand, holding it up like it was Excalibur, Beatrice walks back outside to where she left everything.

She knew she couldn’t do much, she had to keep it simple because, well, he was somewhere else far away and it’d be a bit awkward to bring home a box bigger than he could carry inside his bag. So what she did was choose one that looked like a pen box, nothing unusual nor that it’d bring a lot of suspicion once he got it and something that could fit both tests without worries.

Beatrice felt the butterflies dance in her stomach, she was happy, she was excited, she was over the moon because she was pregnant! It was almost unreal how everything happened, how one year ago this was the last thing in her mind and now, she married her crush - her handsome, tall and sweet crush - and now had a mini Bradshaw inside of her.

“Mini Bradshaw.” she smiles, wrapping the two tests in light green colored paper, keeping it closed with a paw print sticker, “It is a mini Bradshaw, oh just you wait until your dad hears about you.” she was already talking to the baby even if it was as tiny as a grain of rice– “Oh! Oh great idea!”

Jolene just opens one of her eyes when she sees her owner open the pantry cabinets and rummage for a bit until she comes out with one single grain of rice, “Oh he’s going to lose it!” Beatrice then grabs a piece of paper and a copic marker, voicing the words she writes down on it, “What is the size of a grain of rice but not a grain of rice? Oh! I should ask him to not open until we are able to video chat…so I can see his reaction to it! Yes, great idea!”

She does write that down too, knowing that surprises are the one thing that eats on Rooster the most, he is like a little boy during Christmas eve eager to get his presents first. But hopefully, hopefully he will take on her request and wait until it is time.

Beatrice smiles once she is done, gluing the tiny grain in the middle of the paper and folding around it until it was just a thin square. She walks back out to grab the box, places the square on top of the folded paper and then clicks the box shut, “Perfect.” and now all she had to do was send it…she hoped it’d get there by the time they talk again, or at least the very next time they talk is what she is earning for.

As long as it reaches his hands she’s happy, she doesn’t have to worry about anything else.

Beatrice smiles at the little box, letting out a sigh through her mouth and then places her forehead on top of the gift, feeling like she was about to burst at any second now. She just wanted a safe pregnancy, a safe delivery, a safe baby, nothing else. And she’d do everything in her power for this baby to be born healthy, including keeping up with her yoga exercises in the morning since she’d seen it was good for the baby.

She sets the gift on the kitchen counter, preparing herself for the next step in her project, walking out of the kitchen and to the art room where the paint cans and brushes sat as if waiting for her return. She made a promise to herself to paint more this year, especially to finish that picture she never did - now thinking she should add more things to it before the baby was born.

As she walks back to the baby room, opens the door and turns on the light, she smiles seeing her sketches from a few weeks back, “Okay,” she looks down at her still normal sized stomach, “Time for us to paint your room, are you excited?”

And she decided that doing it now was better seeing she wouldn’t be very mobile by the next months after all. Beatrice looked around, pursing her lips and thinking where to start, “First, let me cover the floor.” she tells herself, spreading newspapers until she is surrounded. Beatrice then supports her chin on her hand, then her other hand on her hip, looking around with her eyes squinted just a bit, “Hm…hmmmm, I think I should start with the background first, that’s a great idea.”

Since she didn’t have work that day it was also a great way to pass the time, knowing this would take more than a few weeks to finish. Beatrice popped the paint cans open and got to work, even putting on her playlist as she did so, humming to Good Golly Miss Molly as she paid extra attention while painting.

Beatrice manages to paint most of the backgrounds until she feels her stomach beg for a snack, looking down at her cellphone to see it was “Holy shit, it’s past seven, oh God!” She closes everything and rushes down the stairs, greeting Jolene and the puppies when she enters the kitchen.

She’s covered in paint, there’s paint on her knuckles, her arms, under her fingernails and undoubtedly on her face as well, but she was going to take a shower after eating. She just decides to have some of the leftovers from last night’s dinner, heating everything up on her stove and checking her phone once she turns around.

There’s no message from him yet, the little ‘<3’ he left her being the last thing he said in weeks…she tried not to worry, she really did and she didn’t want to send him more than the message of support from a few weeks back. “I hope you are okay Roos.” she whispers, “For both our sakes.”

What was she talking about, he was okay, he had to be. He said it’d take a while for him to talk back, there wasn’t anything going on, “Yeah, he’s fine.” she says with a firm nod, looking down at her stomach, “Your daddy is very brave. He really is, you know? He’s so smart too…I think you’ll be smart just like him. And probably musically talented.” she looks to where his piano was in the corner of the living room, imagining him and the mini Bradshaw seated next to him was already making her chest constrict.

He was okay.

Everything was okay.

“God, Roos…talk to me soon.” she says against her phone, “Please.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw x named reader

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yr-obedt-cicero · 1 year

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alright i’ve heard so much about burr and his umbrella? and out of anyone, i have a feeling you’d be someone who would know something about this, so can you please explain what is going on with burr and his umbrella that he lost when he was like 5 or 12 or smtn?

I forget not everyone knows the extensive Amrev fandom lore. Y'all make me feel old.

Basically, Aaron Burr had this one umbrella that had a knife equipped with it, and was constantly losing it and lamenting it's disappearance. Like, a lot. It's a continuous thing in his journal.

London, December 6, 1808;

“Home at four. Caught in the rain, having yesterday left my umbrella at Brentford—no doubt lost.”

London, December 7, 1808;

“Went to the stagehouse to inquire for my umbrella, but with little hope. It was there, brought by the coachman. How very honest people are here, and yet I am cheated most impudently every hour.”

London, December 14, 1808;

“Rose at six; set off at seven. I sleep very soundly in these stagecoaches. By sleeping, however, forgot to ask for my umbrella, which I had left at Stanmore.”

Edinburgh, January 13, 1809;

“As you would not suspect that I could be till this hour in Edinburgh (if, indeed, the subject has been thought of at all, which, with humility, I acknowledge that, from appearances, it did not merit), this formal notice is given that I am here, and like to be here eight days longer.

Send Tom to Craven-street to demand letters, and to Bedford-street for the umbrella, if not heretofore found. A. Burr.”

London, Febraury 8, 1809;

“Out at ten; raining, took K.'s umbrella, having lost my own.”

Gotha, January 9, 1810;

“As I was writing the concluding line of the preceding page last evening (about one o'clock), an ill-looking fellow opened my door without knocking, and, mut- tering in German something which I did not comprehend, bid me put out my candle. Being in no very placid humour at the moment, as you see, I cursed him, and sent him to the lower regions in French and English. He advanced, and was going to seize the candle. My umbrella, which has a dirk in the handle, being near me, I seized it, drew the dirk, and drove him out of the room.”

Paris, April 20, 1810;

“At eleven to the umbrella mender. Nothing done.”

Paris, February 13, 1811;

“A brilliant morning. Sun shining bright for this hemisphere. Went out without my umbrella. Before I got one hundred yards it began to rain. Went back for the umbrella.”

Paris, July 11, 1811;

“To near Luxembourg to get an umbrella which some one, unknown, left in my room a fortnight ago, and which has, therefore, become my property by prescription. Paid for mending it, three francs.”

London, February 18, 1812;

“Got home at four, and discovered that I had lost my umbrella; a most serious misfortune, and little hope of recovering it, as I have no recollection where I stopped. It is impossible for me to buy one or to do without one.”

London, February 19, 1812

“My umbrella hung heavy at my heart. Went to hunt for it. Walked back on the track I came from J. H.'s yesterday, and called at the places I had been; but no umbrella. It is finally lost, and I must submit to the inconveniences of getting wet and of spoiling my clothes.”

London, February 20, 1812;

“Then home, following again the track of my poor lost umbrella, but to no purpose.”

London, February 22, 1812;

“—but, in the first place, I slept till near nine, and, in the next, it rained in torrents, and you know my umbrella is on a voyage.

Round by Westminster and Blackfriars' Bridges to Graves's. The rain setting in again, bought me the cheapest umbrella I could find that was large enough. Cost ten shillings and sixpence.”

And here is a longer post.

#amrev #american history #aaron burr #burr's umbrella #history #queries #sincerely anonymous #cicero's history lessons

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 11 months

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Kicho's Main Story Ch. 13 Part 1 Romantic

These translations are not intended as a replacement for the game. Please support Cybird by buying their stories. Spoilers under the cut. Expect grammatical errors.

Suddenly, I smelled the scent of damp soil outside the window, and as I looked up, another memory popped into my mind.

(Come to think of it, we took shelter together that rainy day.)

------------Flashback------------

Kicho: “As long as you live in this world, the opinions and beliefs of others will make who you are.”

Kicho: “That’s why everyone has unanswered questions.”

Mai: “Everyone?”

Kicho: “Still, don’t forget. Wherever you are, whatever you do, you are you.”

Kicho: “As long as you have your will to live, this truth will never change.”

Kicho: “You are not just someone. You’re Mai.”

Kicho: “Wherever you are, whatever you do, just live as you.”

---------Flashback Ends---------

(Wherever I am, I can live as me.)

(That was what Kicho told me from the start.)

(That's why I...)

???: "Mai."

A low voice replied briefly, and Sasuke landed in the room quietly.

Mai: "So you came from the top today. You really are dedicated to your work."

Sasuke: "Thanks for the compliment."

Sasuke: "So, have you decided? What are you gonna do?"

Mai: "Yes, I'm going home."

Sasuke: "Huh?"

Sasuke: "You're serious. All right."

Sasuke: "Then let's hurry before we miss our only chance."

Sasuke: "Mai, how are you doing over there?"

Mai: "Great. I think it’ll be done shortly."

Sasuke: "I see. I'll go over there and get some water."

Mai: "Okay. Thanks."

I watched Sasuke move deeper into the forest and checked the grilled fish.

(It’s starting to cook well. It’s a little like camping.)

(Well, it’s still hard to start a fire. But what can I do? I’m in the Sengoku period.)

(Alrighty, I’ll check it again while I’m waiting.)

I took out a hastily scribbled note from my bag.

(The Oda army will leave Azuchi tomorrow, and their route will be一)

Sasuke: “............”

Mai: “Waah!? Sasuke, how long have you been there!?”

Sasuke: “A while ago. Sorry, you seemed so focused, so I tried to erase my presence.”

Mai: “Yeah. It was perfect. I didn’t even notice you until I looked up.”

Mai: “Wait, did you fetch the water already?”

Sasuke: “Yeah. But we can't relax even though we're on a break.”

Sasuke: “I have to get you safely back to Sakai before the Oda army arrives.”

Mai: “Yeah. Sorry for getting you into this trouble.”

Sasuke: “It’s okay, don’t worry about it. I’m here to help.”

Sasuke squinted his eyes slightly and picked up a freshly cooked grilled fish.

(That’s reassuring. I couldn’t have made this decision alone.)

(I can’t believe I’m going back to Kicho and not to my original time.)

After making up my mind, I spent the next few days attending war councils to learn Kicho's whereabouts and situation. Then, I slipped out of the castle with Sasuke last night.

I left eight lucky charms and a letter for everyone in the Oda army, apologizing for leaving without saying anything and wishing each of them well.

That letter, full of every thanks I could think of for everything they have done so far, has then probably already been discovered.

(It was painful to say goodbye like that, but I had no choice.)

(It was the best solution I could do.)

Mai: "Sasuke. I'm glad I came to this era."

Mai: "I guess I wasn't wrong in the past when I decided not to get too deep into it, but now that I have someone I care about, I feel like I can live more like myself."

Sasuke: "I see. Actually, I know exactly how you feel."

Sasuke: "After sending you off, I planned to stay in this period."

Mai: "You have someone important, too, don't you?"

Sasuke: "Yeah, a lot."

Sasuke: "So no matter what, I will support you."

Mai: "Okay! Thank you so much."

Mitsuhide: "Lord Nobunaga, excuse me."

Nobunaga: "Did you find Mai?"

Mitsuhide: "No. But the maid found this in her room."

Nobunaga: "A letter? And what are these?"

Mitsuhide: "Probably lucky charms. The maid said it was left there along with the letter."

Nobunaga: "Ho?"

Nobunaga opened the letter he received, and after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly.

Nobunaga: "Her handwriting is very sloppy."

Mitsuhide: "What does it say?"

Nobunaga: "It says that she left the castle silently. She also apologizes for that, wishes everyone in the Oda well, and expresses her gratitude for all we've done."

Mitsuhide: “That’s very typical of that lass.”

Nobunaga: “Typical of her, huh? Then what do you think about this?”

Nobunaga: “The letter ends with this statement.”

Mitsuhide: “I’m a spy who snuck into the Oda army. I see. We’ve been tricked.”

Mitsuhide: “I had no idea she was involved in all the planning, including the bombardment of the castle.”

Nobunaga: “She’s a better actor than you. She fooled everyone in the castle.”

Mitsuhide: “Lord Nobunaga, what should we do?”

Nobunaga: “Naturally, I won’t tolerate anyone who stands in the way of unification.”

Nobunaga: “If that woman has confessed to being a traitor, then we must eliminate her and Kicho.”

Nobunaga: “We’ll head to Sakai tomorrow.”

Mitsuhide: “Understood.”

A few days later一

(All right. There are no guards here.)

Stealthily slipping between the houses, I ran to the main street, then back into the shadows, looking around and holding my breath.

(Don’t be hasty. I need to proceed carefully until I reach the trading post. If they find me here, it’ll be over.)

(I shouldn’t waste Sasuke’s kindness in vain.)

Sasuke and I parted shortly before arriving in Sakai.

The rumors that Kicho himself had spread caused a disturbance in the public order around Sakai.

Because of this, we got caught up in the fighting, so Sasuke let me go, telling me to go on ahead.

(Kicho is in this town. That's why...)

Mai: "Mmhp!?"

Suddenly, someone covered my mouth from behind and put my arms behind my back.

(Crap, they found me!)

I felt a dull ache in my arm as I frantically twisted around.

Mai: "----!"

???: "Stop resisting. If you screw around, you'll break your arms."

(This voice...)

I moved my eyes to look across the street and saw someone approaching, smirking.

Motonari: "You're really bad at sneaking in, Princess."

Mai: “Motonari, let me go!”

Motonari: “Ha? Why are you even saying that to me? That guy is the one who’s holding you back.”

Mai: “Aren’t you the one giving orders to this guy?”

Motonari: “Geez, you’re so loud. Don’t forget, I’m doing you a favor by letting you talk right now.”

Motonari: “If I wanted to, I could cut off your mouth, your cocky eyes, and even your legs.”

Mai: “That’s...”

Motonari: “Ha! See, you can shut up. Follow me.”

Mai: “Fine.”

(It’s frustrating, but if I can’t do anything about it, there’s no way I could escape.)

(I never thought Motonari would find me.)

After capturing me, Motonari passed by the trading post and came straight to the port.

As I followed, unsure of his intentions, I noticed a large ship.

Mai: "Since I'm behaving quietly, can I, at least, ask you one question?"

Motonari: "What is it?"

Mai: "If we're at the port, does that mean we're going somewhere?"

Motonari: "Yeah, we'll move to another port from here. It's a perfect place to wait for the Oda army."

(Another port!?)

Mai: "Then, could you please stop by the trading post first? I have something important to do."

Motonari: "Kicho, right? If it's him, he's not there anymore."

Motonari: "To begin with, that trading post is heavily guarded but deserted."

Motonari: "It's better to have some clear information to spread rumors."

Mai: "Then, where's Kicho now?"

Motonari: "I only allowed one question. I've already answered two. It's time for you to shut up."

Motonari: "Don't worry, I'll take you back to your boss."

Mai: "Is that..."

Once we got on board, Motonari opened the door of one of the rooms without knocking.

Motonari: "Excuse me."

Kicho: "That's what you should've said before twisting that doorknob."

(Ah...)

Sighing, Kicho stood up from the chair and turned around.

The moment he saw me, his eyes widened.

Kicho: "Mai, why are you here?"

Mai: "Umm, I just wanted to apologize for the horrible things I said to you the other day."

Kicho: "Is that the only reason you came here?"

Kicho: "The wormhole will appear tonight at Honnoji Temple, as I observed. It's your last chance to return to your own time."

Mai: "I know."

Kicho: "Do you understand what it means to be here?"

Kicho: "It means you'll be left behind in this period with no way to return. You一"

Mai: "I know!"

Kicho: "..........."

Mai: "I understand everything. I know that's why I'm here now, of my own free will."

Mai: "I told you, don't decide for someone how to live their life."

Mai: "It doesn't matter how you live your life or how I live mine."

Kicho: "Mai."

(Your life is more precious to me than anything else because I love you so much.)

(I want you to live and be happy because your life is irreplaceable.)

(That's the only answer I found after living my life as me.)

Mai: "If you think justice and a villain are necessary for peace, I'll gladly become that villain too. I'll become everyone's enemy."

Kicho: “What are you…”

Mai: “Let me tell you something. There’s no turning back now.”

Mai: “I left a note saying I’m your accomplice, who snuck into Azuchi Castle.”

As I stepped toward the startled Kicho, Motonari burst out laughing behind me.

Motonari: “Ahahaha! You really are fucking crazy.”

Mai: "I-It's not a laughing matter! I made a serious decision."

Motonari: "That's why I'm laughing. As usual, yer head is still full of flowers."

Motonari: "If you're going to stay in this era, you better figure out how to stop this situation without risking the life of someone you care about."

Mai: "Me? Hold on. You know I'm not from this era?"

Motonari: "Yeah. Kicho told me everything. That's why you're the right fella for the job."

Motonari: "If yer head is full of everything about peace, you can easily think of another idea."

(Another idea...?)

Motonari: "Well, you two enjoy the rest of the evening."

Motonari: "It'd be rude to interrupt this emotional reunion any longer."

Motonari turned his back and left the room.

Mai: "You told Motonari everything, and then you decided to fight together?"

Kicho: "Yeah, that's right."

Mai: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Mai: "I heard you're willing to give up your life in this fight."

Kicho: "That's..."

He frowned and fell silent.

His chest seemed to be filled with conflict, confusion, and many other emotions.

Mai: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound mean."

Mai: "The last time I spoke with you, I didn't realize the truth you were keeping from me."

Mai: "And I asked you terrible things too. I'm sorry."

Kicho: "Raise your head. You don't owe me an apology."

Kicho: "If anyone owes you an apology, it's me."

Mai: "You?"

Kicho: "Yeah. If I had really only thought about you, I wouldn't have gone to see you."

Kicho: "I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I guess I wanted to keep you somewhere."

Kicho: "I wanted you to be in my heart even if you don't stay in this era."

Mai: "Kicho..."

Mai: "I love you, so you don't have to do that."

Mai: "But thank you. Thank you for thinking of me that way."

I couldn't resist running up to him and hugging him, putting all my strength into my arms to convey all my feelings through my heartbeat and warmth.

Kicho: "I never thought you'd thank me."

Kicho: "You really are..."

(Ah...)

Swallowing a slight tremor in his voice, he hugged me too.

(It's okay, you don't have to say anything more.)

(I understand everything. It's all getting through.)

Kicho: "Thank you for coming back to me."

Kicho: "No."

Mai: "Huh? No?"

Kicho: "This is dangerous for you. You should value your life a little more."

Mai: "Someone who tried to sacrifice himself has no room to say that."

Mai: "But you're right. Our current strategy indeed seemed unreasonable."

(I wish I could come up with a quick one, but it's not easy.)

After a brief moment of happiness at our reunion, we remembered that we didn't have much time left, so we started thinking of new plans for the future.

Kicho: "Let me reiterate the situation. First, I had no problem with the actions you took."

Kicho: "There's nothing unusual about the travel guide, and you're not getting sick like you used to."

Kicho: "In other words, we're still able to avoid a war-torn future."

Mai: "You're right. I think what's important is to make the enemies or enemy disappear."

Mai: "However, that enemy must be someone not heavily involved in the history we are about to face."

Mai: "So, Ieyasu, who's about to open the Tokugawa Shogunate, is not allowed."

Kicho: "Yeah. He's too important."

Mai: "If Japan itself is the stage, then we're the supporting characters."

Mai: "Someone who would've remained the same whether they were there or not..."

Kicho: "Mai."

Mai: "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to sound so gloomy, but this is weird."

Kicho: "I guess you're still tired."

Kicho: "Fatigue affects our thinking. Get some rest."

Mai: "Maybe so, but now is not the time to一"

Kicho: "Impatience also has an effect. Anyway, wait here for a while."

He said that and quickly left the room.

(I'm kind of making him worried.)

(I didn't come here to drag his feet.)

Sighing, I plopped down on the table and groaned.

After a while, I heard the door open again.

Kicho: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Mai: "No, it's okay. More importantly, what did you bring?"

Kicho: "Tea. It's a good thing I left some."

He carefully poured the tea into a teacup, emptied a small bowl, and took something out.

Kicho: "How sweet do you like it?"

Mai: "Huh? Sugar in this era?"

Kicho: "I'm the head of a trading post. I can get almost anything."

Mai: "I see. Then, a little sweet."

Kicho: "Yeah, got it."

He picked a few pieces of konpeito (sugar candy) and put them in the tea, the lovely sugar candy slowly melting in the steamy amber.

Kicho: "Here. You'll feel a little more relaxed if you drink something warm."

Mai: "Okay. Thank you."

Gratefully accepting it, I took a sip and a gentle sweetness spread in my mouth.

(It's delicious.)

(I feel my body warming up gradually from deep inside my stomach.)

Kicho: "There's that look."

Mai: "What?"

Kicho: "You finally smiled."

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