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#and also how he up and took my cat away to my grandmas house and didnt bring him back </3 WITHOUT TELLING ME BEFOREHAND </3333
angel1kisses · 2 months
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i have been binge watching the cottagecore girlies on tiktok along with bretman rock vids with her dogs and chickens and it’s made me realize that my end goal is to be rich enough to buy a huge house in the countryside and adopt many animals to take care of 🤝🏼 so i saw the requests being open and I wanted to ask if you would do enha reaction with this type of already established s/o?
Enhaੈ♡˳ with a independent s/o who lives on the countryside
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Contains ♡ wild animals /animals, kind of cottagecore vibes, Reader is independent, Fluff
(A/n) : Turned more into a scenario of you living on a little farm
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Heeseung♡
Honestly , it fascinates him that you've managed to come so far all by yourself. Was he taken aback when you suddenly approached a fox and pet it like it was housecat? Yes , he was and even surprised. Who pets a wild fox just like that? But once you explained that those foxes visit you sometimes to get fed by you , it all made sense to him — you practically adopted them. He likes trying out new things , so when you showed him how to milk a cow , he did in for you in a heartbeat while you were going to feed your chicken and look if they had laid eggs.
Jay♡
It's heaven for him , as someone who loves cooking , he was so happy when you showed him your garden were you grew vegetables , fruits and herbs. He'd immediately ask if he could pick some of the vegetables to cook something while you're taking care of the animals you own. You practically had your own farm to take care of and worked hard to take care of everything , the least he could do was cook something. Honestly , he was surprised to see random cats entering your house like it was their own but he didn't shoo them away — he just closed the kitchen to make sure they wouldn't be near him while he was cooking because 1.he didn't want cat hairs in your food and 2.his allergies.
Jake♡
Oh he loves it so much. He always brings Layla with him so she could run around in your garden , Layla loves staring at the Sheep's you own. He also loves helping you take care of the animals, it's like free therapy for him. Oh and you have a lake near by? He definitely has his fishing gear at your house . All in All , he thinks it's amazing that you can take care of that all by yourself and that this is what truly makes you happy and feel free. ( he slipped on mud when he ran after Layla who was chasing the chickens you own)
Sunghoon♡
Highkey very impressed from how independent you are, lowkey terrified at first when one of your chicken almost attacked him. Even if he was terrified at first , he got the hang of it when it came to helping you with your little farm. "Maybe I was a farmer in my previous life??", he'd question his choice of career. Like Jake , he'd also pull up with his fishing gear to catch some fish when he discovered a lake near by.
Sunoo♡
He was absolutely smitten when you showed him the bunnies you had adopted , he fell in love with them. Not only did he fall in love with your bunnies but with your sheep's and cow's as well, he loves helping you with taking care of them. Don't get me started when it came to the gardening , he absolutely loves helping you when it came to picking ripe fruits and berries.
Jungwon♡
Honestly , he's a little surprised when you told him that you lived alone on a farm and took care of everything. He's experienced when it comes to gardening since he helped his grandma a lot. He's secretly a little farmer boy , I just know it. Whenever you're still sleeping (because he didn't wake you up) , he'd already be feeding all the animals you own and attempt to cook something for you.
Niki♡
He was a little taken aback , not because you lived on a farm or anything ,but rather the fact that you build this up all on your own. Honestly, he fell in love with you a little harder when you proudly showed him a baby chick that had recently hatched . He'd definitely try to help you with your farm , he may or may not have slipped a lot on mud or wood logs that were in his way , he also may or may not also got a little sunburn when he helped you with gardening the whole day.
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cafecourage · 17 days
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Little Red Riding Hood where Reader is Little Red but also a werewolf
Love Interest and rest of chain can be assigned however
(Cause I'm always down for a fairytale au)
I did a little twist on this. Idk if this was what you wanted. I had to ask doggo experts for how doggos act around each other. I am leaving this off on a small cliff hanger because I do want to write more of this.
Twilight didn’t trust the new person in the group. Well. It’s more like he didn’t know what to think of her. She came in like a hurricane running after the Shadow like it was her prey. Then when the dust settled and she calmed down the group quickly learned of why. The short of it being that for some reason the Shadow attacked her brother and she took chase. Which then led to her to finally agree to join the chain. Much to the Ranchers chagrin. However, he knows better than to start an unnecessary fight. Twilight could be civil.
Civility could only go so far.
Little Red, as Warrior’s likes to call her, noticed Twilight’s presence and slight unease of her and ran with it. Twilight couldn’t understand just why she was always running circles around him talking about this and that. It confused him to no end when she instantly would stick to him even when he was wolfie. He had to on more then one occasion threaten to bite Little Red’s hands. She never cared or backed away from Wolfie when he showed a bit of aggression. “He is going to bite you.” Wild warned her as he watched Little Red try to play with Wolfie.
She looked up at Wild while holding Wolfie’s face, “what? No the baby is just playing.” That comment only made Twilight growl more.
“Baby? Wolfie isn’t a baby.” Wild was torn between being completely amuse and helping Twilight out as he did know about his slight distrust of Little Red.
“No no no, Champion. This is a wolf pup. He has to be like…” Her attention draws to the wolf as she observes the good boy. “Man… I have to say maybe 10? He is very small even for that age. Wolfie is like an adult dog size but he is definitely a wolf.” She boops the snoot and quickly pulled back as Twilight tries to bite her hand again. This only makes her giggle more.
“I think your wolves might be just bigger than my Hyrules.” Honestly to Wild, Wolfie was the same size as most wolves, but he just shrugs and not questions that further. Twilight couldn’t understand why you were like this, he wonders if it was just an eccentric thing. He has met a lot of weird people in his life and Little Red might be one of them. After being free from your grasp he takes it upon himself to run away for now. Only because you don’t tend to grab his face while being Twilight and thats the most annoying part of being wolfie around you.
It wasn’t until they finally came to her era that he finally understood.
The village Little Red lived in was small, but cozy. It reminded Twilight of his own home. People tended to light up when seeing Little Red. But given the size of the group following them most villagers tended to just say hi and remarks that they needed to talk to her later. “My house is a bit further.” Little red said pointing to a path that ran into the woods. “It’s just me, my brother and Grandma oh and our cat. I’ll make sure to keep her out of your stuff. But we should have room to fit everyone.” She explains as the path slowly clears up to a cottage in the wood with a small garden. There was a small pup running around in the yard playing with said cat. Who was purely annoyed at ready to pap the puppy in the head.
Little Red’s eyes brightened “Link!” She calls out gaining the Pups reaction.
She dashes towards the house as the puppy starts running towards her. They meet halfway and the puppy shifts into a young boy. “You’re back! You’re back!” This Link giggles as he gets lifted in the air by his sister and spun around.
“I am! For now.” Little red nuzzles her brother’s face as she shifts her grips on her brother to put his weight on her hip. “Boy’s this is my brother. Link these are the adventurers I’ve been traveling with.”
She turns to the group with a smile. The chain was utterly confused and silent before Wind speaks up “Did he transform into a wolf?”
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kookblurx · 7 months
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1920 - jjk [ chpt 3. ]
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→ SUMMARY: a photo of a beautiful smiling boy; an old tree in your grandparents garden ... and a feeling of sadness. all those things are connected to each other ...
→ GENRE: time travel au; changing fate au; rencarnation au; university au; death; sickness; historical setting; trigger topics; smut; dirty talk; switching between present and the past.
→ chapter 2 / chapt. 4
→ RATING: 18+
→ NOTE: thank you for blowing up the first chapter with so many reblogs and welcome to all new followers. also if there are any creative people among us, feel free to design a header for this story. i will try to include every pic in the next chapters + linking your account. ( no must! ). Also please enjoy the second chapter <3 DISCLAIMER; this is a piece of art, not many events will be historically correctly.
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The Present:
as you ran back into the mansion you neary stumbled over one of the cats who frequently visit this place.
"sorry little one" you spitted out breathless before you climbed up the stairs.
you needed to get to your laptop before your grandparents noticed that you are back inside again. this might be your vacation but your grandma loved to give you tasks whenever she saw you around. inside your room you immediately locked the door behind you; something which was unacceptable in this house but now you didnt cared. with shaking hands you started the black notebook on your bed. it wasnt the newest one but it was doing its job during university. to your displeasure it took ages for it to boot up, at least you had some time to change into a set of clean clothes. as you got back to the laptop it was finally up and ready to go. the first thing you googled was " the berserker" plus the year he lived in. of course there were a few matches to the search but none of it was a reliable source. the most things which came up were forums where people shared the rumours and myths from back then. here and there jungkook's name popped up, followed by people asking who he was. one of those bloggers seemed kinda hurt about the lack of knowledge those people had. maybe he was the key to this mystery. you clicked on his username, determined to sent this "chimchim" person an email. your email was short, its content were a simple sentence:
"i know who jungkook was. could you please answer me some questions?"
while you waited for an answer you got back to google. there you putted jungkook's full name in and voila, a lot of sources popped up. even history blogs same as newsletters wrote about him. none of them metioned that he was a war hero. something was off for sure. none of those articles mentioned what had happened to him, only that he "allegedly died in 1920. not how or why he died on that specific spot. at the same time someone added you in the chatrooms which were open on your laptop. taking a quick glance presented you the username "chimchim" on the screen. hesitant if you should answer him right away you clicked on the log in button.
chimchim:hey, just saw your email. what do you wanna know? blueberry: this mind sound weird. but i found this pic in my grandparents mansion [ inserts the pic ]. i found out its about a .. jungkook guy. chimchim: holy crap. do you realize how much this pic is worth it?! blueberry: i dont care. you seem to know a lot about him so .. can you answer me so questions? chimchim: fine, what do you wanna know? blueberry: why does none of the newssites ever mention that he was a war hero? chimchim: shit, you know about that? i only heard some rumours. probably has something to do with his family. they took it down that they had a famous ancestor. blueberry: but why? chimchim: i dont know. im sure they are hiding something. blueberry: hiding something? why would someone want to hide such a accomplishement? chimchim: exactly. blueberry: you .. dont happen to know how he died or what happened to him? chimchim: there are rumours but no one is certain about that. blueberry: what are those rumours? chimchim: the one that keeps popping up is that he got betrayed by his own people. no one knows if it was his lover, best friend or his own parents. but he didnt died because of a war. blueberry: betrayed you say ... chimchim: hey, if your grandparents had this pic, they surely have more infos in their house. i need to go. i will try to dig up some more. bye!
with those words chimchim logged off. maybe he was right, there must be something in your grandparents library .. but before you went there again you got back to google. chimchim mentioned a lover, there must be something about her on the internet. after 10 minuted you finally found another blog full of history nerds who talked about her.
"lets see ..."
you clicked on the "more" button on one of the blog entries. apperently the berserk was in love with a commoner, a normal girl from another village. but as everything else in his life, this was just another rumour. no one exactly knew who she was or where she came from. the only certain thing everyone knew that she popped up out of nowhere. weird, how can someone appear out of nowhere? as you read more of the blog the whole situation became weirder and weirder. the girl seemed to dissapear here and there and didnt came back for days. as you wanted to give up, a comment catched your attention. someone wrote about her name, her alleged name. you read through the whole comment but as soon as you reached the part with her name, your vision became blurry. frantically you rubbed your eyes with both hands but it didnt helped. suddenly the screen turned brighter, so bright that it hurted your eyes. you closed your eyes shut, hoping it would stop. thats something your laptop never did before; as you reached out your hand to press the buttons, your fingertips touched the soft fabric of the bedsheets. were you going insane? your laptop was right there.
slowly you opened your eyes, first you didnt noticed any major chances but then ... as soon as your eyes fully adjusted to the change of light, you nearly fell down from the bed. this wasnt your bedroom.
The Past:
"not again ..."
thanks to the furniture it didnt took you long to realize where you were right now. somehow you travelled back in time, again. suddenly you remebered the words of the fairy about trigger points and places. a sigh escaped your mouth, so you really managed to trigger another puzzle piece of the past. something which includes the name of the mysterious lady in jungkook's life. leaning back on your hands, the fingertips of your left hands bumped into something. your whole body froze. this cant be right? slowly you turned your head to the side. underneath the red fabric of the blanket .. there was someone, breathing. peacfully asleep as it seemed. from here you couldnt see who it was and you didnt cared first. slowly you scooted away from the warm body as slowly as you could. at the same time your right hand slipped, sending you flying onto the ground.
your ellbow hit the hard wodden floor, making you whine in pain. were floors always this hard in the past? you bit down on your bottom lip while holding your ellbow, making sure to not make another sound. the person underneath the blanket started to shift more as a grunt was heard. you were so busy tending to your hurting ellbow that you didnt noticed how the person sat up on the bed. it really hurted like hell as you prayed that you didnt broke it.
"... oh -... oh my god are you okay?!"
with a painful expression you finally looked up to the bed. there he was, shirtless. jeon jungkook. instead of getting mad and screaming at you, he threw the blanket away. as he did that before getting down from the bed, your face turned into a tomato. he wasnt only shirtless, he was completely naked.
"w-wait! stop!" with your other hand you started to cover your face. "but .. you hurted yourself! let me see your ellbow" jungkook on the other hand seemed totally unfazed by the fact that he was naked.
out of nowhere your heart started to race as you still covered your eyes. this was too embarrassing. you knew how a naked men looked like, of course you do. you are not a child anymore but this man was a total stranger. someone you only saw once. on top of that, realistically speaking, he was already dead in your timeline. shutting your eyes close, you reached out with your hand. pressing against his chest to keep him away from you.
"dont be like that! let me see if its broken!" jungkook complained while trying to press forward. "c-can you please, for god's sake, wear some clothes!"
jungkook stopped in his movements as he finally saw how red your face was. a sigh escaped his lips, the next thing you heard were his footsteps. another noise you couldnt assign to an item inside the room. then again, he was right in front of you, this time you opened your eyes slowly, only to be met with his bare chest. at least he was wearing some pants now.
"can i see it now?" his voice grew more impatient, so you just nodded holding your ellbow into his direction.
jungkooks fingertips were soft on your skin as he looked at your ellbow. by now it had turned slightly red but the pain was still prominent. this changed as you finally looked into jungkook's face. the last time you got here you werent able to see it so close in front of you. he might be a war hero but his facial expressions were kinda soft; an indication that he didnt got corrupted by all the wars he went to. on his cheek was a scar, kinda deep somehow it suited him. his dark lock fell into his face, framing it oh so gently. the first urge which befell you was to touch it. to run your fingers through it while he tended to your ellbow. your eyes travalled further down to his chest. it was defined but not too muscular, further down you could see a hint of a sixpack. at the same time you really hoped he didnt heard your loud gulp as you saw how his biceps kept flexing while examining ellbow.
"seems fine to me ... maybe we should bring you over to one of the doctors just to be - ..." jungkook lifted his head were he noticed how close you two were to each other.
you kept looking into his eyes and suddenly your heart nearly jumped out of your chest. bubbles of happieness rised up inside of your stomach as at the same time your hands became sweaty. what was this feeling? even jungkook seemed to be distracted by something as he kept staring at you. the grip on your ellbow grew more tightly, normally it would hurt but you didnt felt it. you only felt his soft fingertips on your hot skin. time suddenly stopped existing around the two of you as jungkook leaned in more closely. for the first time you noticed his scent. he smelled like soap, like the woods after a rain fall and like lavender in the morning.
"i ... thank you, really" your mouth felt dry as you finally spoke up. jungkook on the other hand didnt spoke a word, he only nodded in response. "you can ... let go if me now" at the same time your heart told you that he shouldnt.
to your suprise he actually did let go, stood up and turned his back towards you. god, even his back was muscular with his broad shoulders. why does such guys doesnt exist in your timeline? your legs were a bit shaky as you stood up, watching him as he putted on a white shirt from the closet. it fitted him perfectly and flattered his muscles in every way. jungkook's waist was so small and thin, it would be so easy to wrap your arms around it. the moment you took a step forward the door sprung open. a breathless jimin was seen
"jungkook, its serious. we need your help!"
jimin completely ignored your presence as jungkook walked past you "what is it" "t-the ironbloods, they are attacking the village again!" "... alright, go and grab my sword. we will set out immediately" for a short second jungkook looked over his shoulder into your direction.
this wasnt good. maybe he was killed there? you needed to stop him. immediately you strechted out your hand, stumbling forward.
"wait! y-you cant-!"
the door closed and at the same time your hand went right through it. your whole body straight went through the door before crashing onto your bedroom floor. the pain in your head was unbearable as you tried to sit up. both of your hands formed into fists.
"why now?! how can i save him like this?! why did you brought me back now!" you screamed into your empty room, hoping your fairy would answer you. there was nothing, nothing but silence.
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larz-barz · 7 months
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Milo information!!<3
finally lol
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Milo’s personality
She’s kind, pretty shy unless with people she trusts, she has separation anxiety and trust issues, she hates conflict, and she’s really silly especially with Tanjiro. She’s also kinda sensitive. Very indecisive, once it took her an entire hour for her to pick a movie for date night with Tanjiro cause he didn’t want to pick, he thought he should give Milo a chance to pick (he ended up having to pick anyway) She’s also quite easily distracted. This one time, she was training with Tanjiro and she saw a butterfly. Let’s just say Tanjiro has been very hesitant to train with Milo ever since.
Backstory (this is for both original and Kimetsu Academy)
Basically, Milo has had a rlly bad track record when it comes to friendship. She’s been betrayed by a lot of ppl, resulting in her shy and insecure personality (she’s always been this way, these things just made it even worse). She has a rlly hard time getting close to ppl as result of this, she thinks that no one actually likes her. She also used to be bullied by some of her family (like her extended family, not her parents) into thinking she didn’t deserve to be loved. The abuse of her uncle has caused her to always have to wear thigh highs to cover up the bruises and stuff. Her uncle killed her parents shortly after she became a demon slayer due to her not visiting him on time (she was in the final selection when she was supposed to go visit him).
What drove Milo to be a demon slayer?
This happened when she was 12. She was having a sleepover at her best friend’s house and a demon came in. It murdered her friend and her friend’s whole family. Milo escaped with just an eyebrow wound (that’s how she got her eyebrow scar, in Kimetsu Academy she got it from her cat when she was 5).
Milo’s family
Mother- Akane Suzuki (dead)
Father- Leno Suzuki (dead)
Uncle (father’s brother)- Haruki Suzuki (alive)
Aunt (mother’s sister)- Akari Suzuki (She married Haruki) (demon)
Grandma (father’s mother)- Hana Suzuki (dead)
Grandpa (father’s father)- Haru Suzuki (alive)
Grandma (mother’s mother)- unknown
Grandpa (mother’s father)- unknown
Adoptive Aunt- Aika Tomioka (yw @muichirothehashira)
Uncle by marriage- Giyuu Tomioka
Milo’s mother and aunt were raised in an orphanage and was never adopted.
Milo’s birthday
July 2nd
Milo’s age
14
Milo’s height
5’1.5
Milo’s likes
Tanjiro, strawberries, pringles, mushrooms, mild spicy chicken udon, her mom and dad, friends, affection, love in general, watching anime, reading manga, and designing clothes (the last 3 are for the Kimetsu Academy au)
Milo’s dislikes
Inosuke (she feels bad but she doesn’t like how loud he is and that he’s always picking fights), Zenitsu (same thing except instead of picking fights, she doesn’t like how he’s so weird with girls), bullies, her aunt and uncle, and demons
What Milo is like in school
She likes to be with Tanjiro constantly. Even if his friends are around. Tanjiro makes being with them more pleasant for Milo. She enjoys hanging out with her friends (especially Mari cause she’s Milo’s favorite). She likes designing things like clothes, she has a sketchbook filled with things that she’s designed. Her favorite class is english because of her teacher. Her least favorite class is history because she’s never really been into that kinda stuff, and that is never gonna change. Also, because of her relationship with Tanjiro, and her friends, Milo is popular. She absolutely hates it, a lot of other girls don’t like her cause they like Tanjiro. This has often resulted in some bad things happening to Milo when Tanjiro isn’t around.
Milo quotes-
“How much gasoline would it take to start a fire?”
“A pringle a day keeps the single life away.” (stolen from @muichinno cause that quote you made for Milo is literally my life rn and i absolutely love it)
“Live for the happiness of yourself not of others.”
“Learn to live not live to learn.”
“How do fires exist under water in Spongebob?”
“1000% silliness confirmed.”
“Milo Suzuki at your service, how can I help?”
“I hope to be Milo Kamado someday.”
*while reading fanfics at 3 a.m.* “I don’t need sleep, I need answers.”
Milo’s favorite animal
Definitely axolotl, or cat, or dog. Honestly it could be a lot of things.
Favorite season
Fall because of halloween, spring is ok except for all the pollen, winter is also amazing cause of christmas and the break from school, summer is just blahhh. It’s too hot.
Favorite type of weather
Cloudy cause you don’t have to deal with the sun in your eyes. No rain tho, just clouds.
Day or night
Night by far, Milo thrives in the night.
What Milo is like in battle
She’s actually very dependable in battle. She’ll do anything to protect the ones she loves, even if it means she could get killed. Better herself than anyone else, right? If someone needs backup? She’s right there. She often gets scolded by Tanjiro for how reckless she is in battle (like he’s any better). He doesn’t want to lose her like how he lost most of his family. Milo and Nezuko are all he has left so he’ll do anything to protect them. She has to try her best to keep from getting distracted by a bird or something.
Milo’s breathing style
Starlight breathing
First Form: Breath of Starlight - Releases a wave of stars to knockback/lightly wound the opponent
- First Form: Improved Breath - A wave of stars sends the opponent flying through the air, with light wounds
Second Form: Pool of Shine - The user stabs forward, and lets out a blinding flash of light that stuns/temporarily blinds the opponent
Third Form: Starlight Ripple - The user spins in a quick circle, releasing ripples of sharp stars that cut into the opponent
Fourth Form: Binding Stars - Binds opponent with stars and starlight, withstands only 5-8 seconds
Fifth Form: Yugata no Kurai - Darkness shrouds the opponent, letting the user run away or swiftly chop at the opponent (cheese move)
Sixth Form: Spinning Stars - The user leaps up and forward, sending a wheel of spinning stars to cut the opponent
-Sixth Form: Multi-directional Spinning
Stars - The wheel of stars comes out from different directions, forming a sort of spinning circle around the user
Seventh Form: Consistent Night - Sends a thick stream of starlight stars that bends and twists to the users command
Eighth Form: Hoshi no Dansu - Allows the user to float in midair with little to no control for 10-15 seconds
Ninth Form: Peaceful Sky - Sends a calm but deadly wave of stars at the opponent, deeply wounding them in a few spots
Tenth Form: Dead of Night (Deddobunaito) - Surrounds opponent and user in stars, galaxies, cosmos, basically the universe, and at the users command, implodes on the opponent. This leaves the user heavily damaged, but not fully dead (unless they are already wounded or weak)
(I got this breathing form from a quotev quiz awhile back)
This is all I can think of rn, I’ll probably add more eventually as I think of more stuff:)
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twisted-lover-boys · 7 months
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Hi, everyone. I’d like to make an announcement. It’s a very personal one and not in the good way…
TW: Abuse (physical & emotional), talk about running away, PTSD/Anxiety attacks, throwing up, violence & death threats, etc. Viewer discretion is advised
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So, the past 72 hours have not been the best. If you’re new here or don’t remember, I hate my dad and over the last 3 days, he’s gotten worse.
Me, my mom, and my sibling all have depression and we all hit a massive slump once school stared up again. Our normal chores weren’t getting done at the regular speed, but it was a slow progress nonetheless.
For context, my dad doesn’t work and sleeps all day and expects to be treated like how any mysoginistic man wants to be. When he woke up (10pm-ish), he complained to my mother about how our chores weren’t done and how the “house was a mess” (mind you, it wasn’t that bad).
My mom told him that if he didn’t help around the house, he had no right to complain. That’s when everything started. My dad threatened to kill my mother and physically hurt her by throwing glass and other hard objects at her.
She feared for our safety and took me and my brother (my sibling was sleeping at a friend’s that night) and took us to our grandma’s. Normally, we’d stay there for an hour or two but not this time.
My dad threatened to kill my mother and all three of us siblings (which he normally doesn’t do). He threatened to break our stuff and even kill our cats. All this over some chores that have been slower than normal. Mind you, he knows about our depression, anxiety, PTSD, and neurodivergent tendencies, he just chooses to ignore them since “this generation is lazy”.
My mom had ran away for a while, leaving me and my brother at my grandma’s. After a while (around 1AM), she called me. I could only describe her as hysterical. She was talking about running away, leaving behind our lives in my current state and either moving across the country or hopping over to another one.
That’s when the panic set in for me. My anxiety and (unmedicated) PTSD skyrocketed and I ended up locking myself in the spare room my grandma had and threw up. Everytime I heard my mom cry, I felt fear and had the need to throw up and I still don’t know why. But I didn’t like it.
My brother also did end up having a PTSD episode (mind you, he’s 11 and is not in therapy or has any medication since he’s “too young” in my parents eyes) but he didn’t throw up like I did.
It was like this all night. My mom talking about running away (with or without us) and threatening to call the cops (my dad was arrested 3 time in the past for this same issue) while my dad threatened to kill my mother and occasionally us (he stopped after a while and started just focusing on threatening my mother).
We weren’t able to go home until 5AM, and my mother didn’t even get to go inside. She slept at my grandmother’s before coming back the following morning. And things still weren’t good. Even as I’m writing this, I’m still in a massive bout of anxiety trying not to break down.
I’m not gonna ask for a place to stay or move to (actually, my boyfriend has that handled in case things went south), or money, or anything else. My siblings and I, my belongings and property, and my cats, are all fine and my mother is trying to heal. My dad is out of the picture (and the house) right now.
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I know this isn’t something I normally post, but I wanted to update ya’ll on why I’m absent and why I probably will be for a while.
This blog (and the Obey Me one (@devildom-lovers)) will be on an indefinite hiatus until I get better and the help I need. But thank you all so much for the patience.
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thatpunkmaximoff · 2 months
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[Book Three of Three]
Story: 4 out of 5 Smut: 3 out of 5
Wow. Where the hell do I even begin?
First of all, Callum is definitely my favorite. Though he is very much an Archdemon and is rough and tough with his Lady Witch, he’s also very soft with her… and ugh, he melted my heart. I honestly did not expect him to WANT Everly to peg him tho lmao.
Everly was also my favorite girl because she was so pure and innocent, and corrected her path when she saw the true path Kent was leading them all down. These two are perfect for each other.
The trip to Hell was fun, as was Callum and Everly giving each other their metal (their piercings were the best out of all them), but I was NOT a fan of the final battle with the God. Don’t get me wrong, it was good, but THAT ONE SCENE had me gasping.
You know what you did, Harley. How dare you make me take a breather before I got back into reading. Holy shit.
All in all, I loved it. This book felt different and I’m guessing it’s because of Callum’s demon-y sweetness with Everly that I don’t think Leon and Zane quite possessed with their own females.
This trilogy was amazing and I’m so sad to see it end.
Now here are my rambling thoughts...
* So Everly’s mother took her own life? I call bullshit.
* Oh no. Poor Marcus. I can’t believe Jeremiah killed him like that. What a dick.
* She found her Coven family house!
* Callum’s here! And he’s… crazy? lol.
* He got a little excited and went a little feral 😂 Poor Everly doesn’t know what to think. And now she’s given him Sam’s name since he bruised her, and Callum is pissed. FUCK. SHIT. UP!
* Yessssss. Sam deserved that.
* lol the dead grandma speaks through an old radio. Wtf 😂
* I’m getting puppy vibes from Callum. A murderous puppy, but a puppy nonetheless.
* “I’ll be watching. If your father tries to keep you, I’ll ensure you escape. I’ll bring you home.” // “Home… I don’t know if I’ve ever really had a home.” // “Home is wherever I can keep you safe.”
* “You should wear a bell so you don’t give me a heart attack.” // “A bell? Like the one’s humans put on their cats?” He tipped his head curiously. “Only if you promise to drag me around on a leash. then I’ll gladly wear your collar.”
* Callum crawling just short circuited my brain 😂
* Who the fuck is hunting Callum?
* Fuck. Lucifer sent his right-hand to speak with Callum. If Lucifer interferes, I’m gonna be pissed.
* I’ve never been more glad for Kent to be dead. He fucking put magic dampening cuffs on Everly!? I need Callum to see them and lose his shit again.
* Wow. She pegged a demon 😏
* Fuck. Who cuffed Callum?! 😩
* So that’s how the book got in the box.
* Fuck Kent for making her strip like that.
* Fuck Mrs. Hadleigh too! Stupid cunt trying to hit Everly. Dumb bitch fucked around and found out.
* Run away, Everly! And go find out what the fuck happened to your demon.
* “Everly is not, and has never been, a mere fascination. She is my reason, my logic. She is my one and only God. Think I’m mad if you wish. There is nothing left for me in this existence except for her, and I would sooner rip myself apart than allow you or any other being to stand in her way.”
* I fucking hate Lucifer.
* Aww, Callum. He doesn’t wanna claim her because he’s afraid for when she dies… but she’s dying right now, so…
* “No matter what it takes. No matter what I must sacrifice. No matter who I must kill. For you, I would burn this world and the next.”
* Lmfao. Poor Everly is trying to find a spell to get rid of the wraiths before they notice her, and fucking Callum slaps the wall to get their attention 😂
* Goddamn. Callum and rope play. I dig it.
* She can shapeshift!
* Awww. Callum is so soft. Sometimes.
* Ugh. Juniper attempting to attack Everly still pisses me off lol.
* Callum is making me interested in rope play now 😂
* “I love you more than life itself, more than my own freedom. For you and you alone, I’ve stayed alive, Everly. For you, I would face everything I ever feared. I’ve lived a thousand lifetimes and I swear I’ve loved you in every one of them.”
* Oh shit… she walked into Hell with Callum. What’s going to happen here..
* So Callum is going to get a piercing for Everly… and not the other way around? Wow. I kind of wanted Everly to get a piercing tho lol.
* She pierced his dick 😂 and got a matching clit piercing in return. Such a brave little witch.
* I’m so glad the council put Lucifer in his place. Jealous fuck.
* What the fuck!!!! It killed her?! And she was pregnant!? You’re fucking lying.
* Oh my god. She was pregnant!
* She lived. She fucking lived 😭
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screechingsigh · 5 months
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Dad is probably angry. He let my strictly indoor cat run outside. He might get lost outside and never come back. He might get run over by a car. I'd never see him again. He is a picky eater who'll give him food that he likes.
Dad often tells me I am being too much and my cat is an unnecessary addition. There are 5 cats in the house right now. Dad brought the first one. She was tiny around 4 days old. He rescued the kitten brought is home and he was done. I bought bottles, learned to make replacement food for the kitten and the bought KMR with my own savings. I took care of a 4days old kitten feeding her every 2 hours for 24 hours round the clock. Fed her, help her pee, hot water bags. Every 2 hours. She was weak a terribly weak kitten. Nobody thought she'd survive.
My dad brought my Grandma home and asked me to share my room with her because my grandma needs someone to keep an eye on her. 96 years old is pretty old. I was stuck between a 2 weeks old kitten and a 96 year old grandma.
I would run to the kitten whenever she meowed. At two weeks old she didn't grow enough fur like a healthy kitten would.
My grandma is a weird person she'd ask for my help even when she needs to walk to the washroom while she could actually go by herself. I'd always keep an eye whenever she went to washroom anyway. She would not get up to eat she wants to eat lying down. I helped her everytime to get up and eat while sitting. Then one day I saw she simply got up by herself and went to washroom then came back and lie down again. She was fast and swift. And here I thought it's difficult for her to move by herself so I needed to be her walking stick. She never used one btw. Then I got in the room with her food and as usual she refused to sit up and eat. I was dumbfounded. If you can move that fast and efficient why would you not sit up and eat?
And there was the thing she did. Every half an hour she would ask me to switch on/off the fan. Sometimes every 10/15 mins. Even if I was taking a nap (I barely slept for around 3/4 hours a day while taking care of the kitten my dad brought and grandma). I was sleep deprived. Well I do have insomnia but that doesn't mean I need no sleep. My eyes and head hurt every single day. I kept up for 2 months like this.
During these two months my dad was very amiable with me. He actually gave me 45$ after that two hellish months saying I earned it. Which I ended up spending behind the cat he brought. Cats are costly. Not for my dad but for me a recent graduate with part-time online job and loads of failed interviews.
The only positive thing my grandma every said to me that I was taller than her. She also often speak about how my hair is short how I am not girly enough how I am too tall to find a good husband
how my skin color isn't bright enough
Now a days I don't care about her much. I left my room to her. Moved inside the storeroom. Shut the door turn off the light put on my earphones. Finally it's peaceful.
I am preparing for a job interview again. Hopefully I'll have better luck this time. And the male cat I adopted so my dad's cat (which I took care of) wouldn't develop a single kitten symptom.. I just hope my dad won't drive him away.
It's not that unlikely for dad to drive my cat away. He wants me gone as well after all. We are both unwanted. I wish I could function like everyone else does. I'd have been easier to secure a job.
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ahedderick · 1 year
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I get so much done
   It’s a random, rainy Tuesday in January, time to get some work done!
   I sometimes get ‘volunteered’ by my family to help people with art-adjacent tasks. This happened over a month ago when my daughter told her boyfriend’s Grandma that I would help her update/repaint her mailbox. She lugged the offending mailbox home and I sighed a bit internally. One, I technically know how to do lettering, but I haven’t practiced in decades and my brushes are all for art, not calligraphy/lettering. Boy, is there a difference. Also Grannie wanted Elvis’s guitar painted over her ex-husband’s name on one side of the box.        which I get, but I         ok agreed to do it. Why not. Then the holidays happened and I put off the mailbox project.
   Until today, when I pulled up my big girl attitude and painted the damned guitar and lettering. It is not what you might call my finest work, but it is sufficient to grace a rural mailbox at the ass-end of Flintstone.
   I then moved ahead with the landscape commission, painstakingly tracing a line of buildings into the center of the scene. I painted the snow and trees around them, and that small area the size of a business envelope took about as long as the entire session before where I covered 3/4 of the canvas. It was picky and finicky, but helped me recover from the lettering.
   Along the way Hero got hay, cats and dogs got their morning food, and Meadow got some worm medicine that she truly hated. The worst part is that the pills are dosed so one pill will medicate the average-size cat, but Meadow is a Big Girl and needed an extra half pill. With cheese. Because I am not utterly heartless.
   Baxter, at some point, found a skein of yarn my daughter had gotten out for crochet purposes. She found the yarn strung across the house and used forceful language as she untangled it. I was keeping my face very neutral, because snickers wouldn’t have been appreciated.
   “Can we bake a cheesecake flan?” Well, my next task is trying to call the folks at the 529 savings plan to see why they haven’t sent me a check - so FLAN IT IS.
   I began the slow process of caramelizing the sugar while she started in mixing cream cheese, evaporated milk, and etc. I ran into the living room to put Mos Eisley Cantina music on (I needed it) and heard her erupt. AaaAAaH!
 “Get it out! Quick!” my son yelled.
AAAAAAAH! *****!
   I returned sedately to the kitchen to find that a stink bug had flung himself into the cream cheese and milk mixture. In his panic, he Released the Stink. Son was laughing helplessly, daughter was iRAtE (and also laughing). The Mos Eisley Cantina band was tootling fervently in the next room.
   There was nothing for it but to throw the mess away. Thank heavens she only got the first two ingredients in. She went out back to fling it dramatically, which worked until the hens came running. They ended up. cheesed. We have cheesed hens.
   Meanwhile the sugar did caramelize. I poured it into the baking dish without incident. A second try with the cheese and milk yielded a lovely batter that we poured into the dish on top of the caramel. I gently placed it into a baking dish of water, and into the oven it went. Fingers crossed!
   Now I have to locate paperwork and call the College Trust. Unless . . . Meadow needs some pets? For her nerves?
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twoidiotwriters1 · 1 year
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Copycat: Cryptomnesia —(Marvel Fem!Oc)
A/N: I loath writing action scenes so I’m sorry if this was boring, I love Kamala and I really wanted them to interact hehe -Danny
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xxviii: Another Team-Up
"I'll be back before midnight I promise!" The girl rushed out of the house. "I'll be back soon— bye!"
She hurried down the street muttering complaints about her mother, she was so focused on this that she didn't hear Cat jumping down from the tree where she'd been watching.
"You should look both ways before crossing the street," she told her.
Kamala screamed and threw a beam of light at her, Cat dodged it easily. The young woman extended her spear and leaned on it as if it were a cane.
"You're smaller in person."
"You're Copycat," the girls said in awe. "And you know who I am... wait!" She realized she wasn't wearing her suit. "You know who I am!"
Cat grinned, though the girl couldn't see since the nano mask was covering her face.
"Correct me if I'm wrong," the mutant continued, "but I heard Damage Control has something yours, right?"
"No."
"No?"
"It's not mine, it's my friend's," she explained. "My watches kept getting funky when I use my powers, and the Stark tech is better equipped to hold big chunks of energy— oh my god I can't believe I'm talking to another Avenger!"
Cat straightened her posture. "Another?"
"I met Captain Marvel a few months ago," Kamala's voice quivered. "I also met Nick Fury— they told me so much about you. Can you give me an autograph? It's not for me, it's for a friend but she's like, such a big fan and she made me promise I'd ask if I ever—"
"Miss Marvel— er... Kamala," Cat shook her head. "Sorry, how should I call you?"
The girl's mouth opened in disbelief. "Honestly? You could call me kid and I'd still cry about it later. In a good way though—"
"Okay, chipmunk," Cat teased her, raising a brow. "Maybe this was a mistake..."
"No no no no, wait," Kamala took a deep breath. "Sorry. It's just— you came out of nowhere so you can't blame me for freaking out. I mean, the Copycat knows who I am..."
"I thought I was like, the least favorite of the lot," she snorted. "Good to see I have admirers."
"You're the face of the Young Avengers!"
"There's no such thing," Cat crossed her arms. "Fury didn't tell you? There are no 'Young Avengers'."
"But he said that you were rounding up heroes!"
"No, I'm not!" Cat argued. She refused to be a babysitter for super children.
Kamala pouted. "So you're not here to recruit me?"
"Why would I recruit a fifteen-year-old?"
"Cause I have powers like Carol Danvers?"
"You're a hero with a bedtime. Those are the worst."
"I'm working on it."
Cat sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Okay, kid, I don't have much time so I'll just say what I came here to say."
Kamala fixed her pose trying to look professional. "Okay."
"Why did you try to blow up Damage Control?"
The girl's shoulders fell. "It wasn't me!"
"I saw the video, kid."
"Well, if you saw the video then you saw I was running away."
"What were you doing there, to begin with?"
"This woman lured me to the scene— crying and saying a guy had stolen her purse, and I didn't know what that building was, so when she told me the guy had run to the back of it I circled the place and then— ¡BOOM!"
"Uh-uh," Cat tilted her head. "And you just believed her this woman?"
"It was a really old woman."
"I could turn into a grandma and kill you, age doesn't mean anything," Cat lifted her spear and shrunk it, then she started to walk away. "Do not talk to strangers when it's dark."
"You're not how Carol and Fury described you at all," Kamala followed her.
Cat chuckled. "Let me guess... they told you I can't take things seriously and never shut up."
"Pretty much, yeah."
"Well, they're right, but unfortunately for you, tonight I don't have time to hang out and bond, so we have to get moving."
"What? To where?"
"To get your stuff! You want the watch back, don't you?"
"Yeah! Bruno's so worried about it— if they figure out it belongs to him they'll find out my identity and—"
"Is he your guy in the chair?"
"My what?"
"Your nerd who's always hacking into things and taking samples of stuff for evidence—"
"You could say that. When I got my powers he examined a bit of my blood and found out I'd mutated—"
Cat stopped and stared at her. "You're a mutant?"
"I-I think so," Kamala felt uncomfortable with Cat's reaction. "I rather not think too much about it, labels are the one thing I can never escape from."
"Tell me about it," the woman was looking at the girl carefully. "I'm a mutant too."
The girl's eyes widened. "Shut up."
"How else would I be able to copy everyone's powers?"
"Can you copy mine?"
"Probably, but I rather not do it tonight."
"Why?"
"We need to be subtle," Cat reached out to shake her hand. "What do you say, are you ready for a team-up?"
Kamala looked down at her hand and then back into her eyes. "Can I change first?"
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"What did they take from you?"
"Nothing."
"So you're here just to help me out?" Miss Marvel whispered excitedly.
"Oh no, I'm here to get something too, but it isn't mine."
"Can I know what it is?"
"Edith."
"You're kidnapping someone?!" The girl gasped.
"Lower your voice!" Cat warned her, hiding further inside the tree branches. "Edith's an A.I. Tony gave it to Spider-man, but it was taken away."
"Spider-man sent you?" Kamala's mouth fell open. "That guy's so cool! Is he an Avenger? Wait, how old is he?"
"I don't know," Cat grabbed the girl by the shoulder and pointed at the door. "There! See that guy?"
Miss Marvel grimaced. "He's huge!"
"He's all yours."
"WHAT!"
Cat put a hand over the girl's mouth and scowled at her. "Keep your voice down!" The older mutant tilted her head, listening. "Only security remains... two at the front, this guy at the back... one at the front desk..." she frowned leaning closer toward the edge. "There's a thick wall there."
"How do you know that?" Kamala mumbled against her hand.
Cat's purple irises were barely visible thanks to how wide her pupils were. "I listen, kid. It's right in front of us— that's where our things are, most likely. Rooms of that kind in a place like this usually mean there's a lab, workshop, or storage."
"You have enhanced hearing?" Kamala tilted her body to check Cat's ears.
"You don't have it?"
"Just because I have some mutant in me doesn't mean I'm all weird," she frowned. "No offense."
"Non-taken. Okay, chipmunk, hear me out," Cat tapped something into her smartwatch. "Big guy's standing outside the back entrance that takes us directly to the room— but that room has cameras, probably the whole place, if they're smart. I'll take down the guy at the desk so they don't see us coming, then the two at the front, you keep an eye on the giant here, yes?"
"Really?" Miss Marvel gave her a stern look. "You wouldn't keep me here if I were older."
"Most heroes are useless around me," Cat replied plainly. "But you especially— you're a child. So yes, I'm keeping you out of danger, 'cause I don't want to live knowing I was your cause of death, thank you."
"I can look after myself," she argued.
"I don't doubt that, I wouldn't've brought you otherwise." Cat pressed the side of her smartwatch and dropped a small earpiece on Miss Marvel's palm. "If something happens you let me know."
The girl understood she wasn't going to convince Cat to change her mind, so she took the earpiece obediently. "Okay— Copycat," the girl grabbed her wrist, "you're... you won't kill them, right?"
Cat scoffed. "Why does everyone always think that's the first thing I'll try to do?"
Kamala shrugged. "You're a little spooky. You know how people think cats are evil 'cause they have resting-bitch faces?"
Cat's brows knitted together. "I'm starting to understand how I sound to others."
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Copycat appeared behind the guy seated at the desk and knocked him out, though she caught him before his head could hit the table. She carried him out of the chair and sat in his place, turning off every surveillance camera in the building.
"Hey!"
One of the guards at the door spotted her and Cat activated the stealth of her suit. The guard pulled out her weapon, but she fell unconscious with a dart sticking out of her neck. The man rushed over to help her and as he reached down, Cat tased him.
"Big guy heard something through his walkie," Kamala warned her.
"Can you repeat that, Walter?" Said a man's voice.
Cat picked up the walkie from the guard's belt and mimicked the unconscious guy. "Pressed it by mistake, belt's starting to get tight..."
Big man's reply came back with a chuckle. "Well, maybe if you didn't eat all those burritos..."
"Yeah, yeah, going to the king's throne. I'm leaving..." Cat glanced at the woman's tag. "Magda here, and Jim at the desk."
"Copy that, Walter. Magda?"
Cat grabbed the woman's walkie and imitated her voice. "Copy."
Then she teleported, grabbed Jim's walkie, and used his voice. "Copy that, Walter."
She grabbed Walter, carried him to the nearest bathroom, and locked him inside a stall with his walkie on the belt. She left Magda and Jim sleeping under the front desk, and she spoke to Kamala.
"How's it looking?"
"The guy talked to the others for a minute but it seems they didn't notice you, maybe you won't have to take them down at all."
"He wasn't talking to them."
"What? And how— wait, never mind..."
"Now, the soundproof room..."
Cat discovered the door was (unsurprisingly) kept closed and the only way to open it was with a code. Luckily for them, Cat had access to the memories of three different guards. It took her a few seconds but she finally stumbled upon a memory from Jim, with her eyes closed she mimicked the movements he did on the keyboard, and the door beeped.
"Man, I really like me sometimes," she smiled.
"You're in the soundproof room?" Kamala sounded a little chopped. The room's walls seemed really tough to get through.
"Oh, shit..." Cat stopped and stared, all around her were different types of tech: alien, human, and even Wakandan weaponry. Things she'd never seen before.
"These guys have a whole collection here!"
"Copy— get our stuff—"
"How am I supposed to find our stuff in all this?" She muttered in annoyance.
"Try calling Edith like you'd do with Alexa?"
Cat snorted. "She's not that kind of A.I.— only Spider-man's voice can activate her."
"Your A.I. can't track her?"
"Edith's been out of reach for years."
"I can activate Bruno's watch—"
"Wait, wait! I think I understand..." Cat examined an aisle. "Anyone could, really, I just got overwhelmed... this goes by year right to left... and at the top we have alien tech— the middle is human, and the bottom..."
"So our stuff must be at the end and in the middle, right?"
Cat walked forward, but something stopped her. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted a familiar teal glint, something she hadn't seen in years:
Her old blaster was buried under a couple of alien guns she considered far below in quality compared to hers. Cat picked up her weapon with adoration, and without thinking twice, she put it inside her satchel. Or tried to. It was too big to fit.
"My baby," she sighed. "Don't worry, mama will fix ya."
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Cat teleported back to the tree and Kamala almost fell off. The hero caught her by the back of her neck.
"Did you get it?" The girl coughed.
She handed her the Stark watch. "Let's get out of here."
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They were on the girl's rooftop, Cat had taken off her mask and pulled off her hood and goggles. Kamala had taken off her mask as well.
"Why do you think they tried to set you up?"
Kamala got uncomfortable again. "There's something I didn't tell you before. There was this lady that used to work in Damage Control... she didn't like me, and she went too far and followed me and attacked my friends... so this guy, Cleary—"
"I know him."
"Well, he fired her," Kamala tilted her head. "That's why it's so weird that she was there the other night."
"She was there when you lost the watch?"
"She was in a car, almost ran over me but I jumped and lifted myself like ten feet higher," Kamala shifted in her place uneasily. "I didn't tell my family about this, I didn't want to scare them... but think she was trying... "
"Trying to take you," Cat's eyes got darker.
"I know it sounds absurd, but you know what I mean, right?"
"I know exactly what you mean," she faced her. "Is there a way they might know you're a mutant?"
"I don't think so..."
"Does Fury knows you're a mutant?"
"I wouldn't be surprised if he did."
Cat shook her head. "Listen, kid, some bad people have moved on from trying to become super, and decided to just seize us instead—"
"They what? Are you sure?" Kamala's face grew worried.
"If you ever feel like you're being followed, I want you to call me, okay? I'm no mentor, but I help you out," Cat asked for the girl's phone and put her number in it.
"D'you think they'll try to get me again?"
"That woman you mentioned, you remember her name?"
"Agent Deever."
Cat stood, helping the teen as well. "You did a good job tonight, kid. Keep it up."
"Promise to call me if you ever make the Young Avengers an actual thing?"
She frowned. "Avengers are no fun most of the time, and most people will think you're as bad as the bad guys... sometimes you'll believe that as well. Are you sure you want to be a part of it?"
Kamala was unbothered. "Dad says that good isn't something you are, is what you do. I'll always do my best."
Cat looked at the girl feeling like she'd always known that, but for some reason, she'd forgotten it at some point.
"You're really something, chipmunk."
"In a good way?"
"In the same way I'm something," Cat teased her.
Kamala grinned. "Thank you for helping me. You're cool."
"Mutants stick together, Miss Marvel, don't forget it," she offered her fist and the girl was happy to bump it with her own. "See you later."
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Jamie X OC!Anya- Forever and A Day
Jamie and Anya had a few similarities. He didn’t get along with his father and his mother was relatively absent. He tried to force his ideals on him and sent him to China when he gave up on him and they haven’t spoken since. Anya’s father and mother abandoned her when she was ten years old. She was mostly raised by her now deceased aunt and was badly bullied in high school. Now, she is a martial arts champion and is happier than she’s ever been. Since neither of them really had family in Metro City, they decided to plan a trip to China. That trip is tomorrow. He hasn’t been there in a long time. He wanted to be able to lay his eyes on his grandma. She knows about Anya and is happy that her precious grandson is happy and in love.
Earlier that day, Jamie and Anya had actually gone and applied for a marriage license. Jamie was dressed up pretty nicely, in his favorite colors. Yellow satin shirt, and pretty nice black pants. Anya is dressed up in a white bodycon dress with floral lace sleeves. Now the two of them are standing before the Justice of the Peace and the ordained Notary. They were getting married the same day and they wanted it to be private. Mainly because she didn’t want her husband to be to fight her good friend Luke today. She did get a congrats text from him though, it was good enough for now.
“I understand you have some personal words to tell each other, you can do so at this time.” The Notary said to them.
“I’ll go first then. He breathes deeply. “Anya, when you came to me looking to learn from me, I never imagined falling in love with you as much as I have. You’re everything to me, and I can’t imagine life without ya. I know I ain’t perfect, but I’ll do my best to be the best husband I can be to ya. I will lay my life on the line to protect you. I will spend the rest of my life loving you, and no other person can replace you in my life. I can’t wait to start a family with you and build a life that when I’m old, and I can look back and know it’s all been worth it. I love you, my queen, forever.”
Anya was struggling to hold back tears so hard, “Jamie, I never thought I would meet someone that is as wonder as you. You have loved me no matter what. You have been my rock through everything, and there is nothing I can really do to show you how much you mean to me. You have made me feel like a woman should feel when she’s got a good one in her life. I’m so happy that I get to be your wife and the future mother of your children. I can’t wait to start this new journey with you as my husband. I love you, babe.”
He was smiling like the Cheshire Cat. The Notary was so touched by this that they said, “Well, there’s no other vows anyone can say that hadn’t summed this whole thing up. I now pronounce you husband and wife. Congratulations!”
Jamie lifted Anya up into the most joyful kiss he could ever give her. They were now married. As he put her down, she could scarcely believe it. She had to hold onto him because her legs were like jello just then. Her entire body was shaking in happiness when she signed that marriage license before the Notary took it for processing. It took maybe a good ten minutes since it wasn’t crowded that day before they were handed the document. Anya was now officially Anya Siu. Nothing but silent smiles were plastered on their faces the entire way back home. Walking back inside their house felt different.
“Well, shit. WE did it, baby!”
“We sure did, hubby.”
“Oh, I love the sound of that, wifey.” Jamie kisses her and holds her tight. She looks up at him, “Well, we’re only halfway done. Now you’re whisking me away to China.”
“Hell yeah, my grandma needs to meet my wife in person, and I gotta show you off to my bros.” He had so much pride in his voice and love.
“Well, at least we’re all packed, because I think I need some lovin from my husband before the night is over. I also haven’t been on the pill in a week.”
“Oh shit, let’s go right now, I’m about to put a baby in you.” He lifted her up and she giggle like a school girl as he whisked her away to the bedroom to consummate the marriage, and maybe, just maybe he’ll get lucky in that endeavor to get her knocked up.
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aestheticfangirl · 2 years
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Genre: Fluff
{ DK x  Female Reader}
Part-1 
Trope: Grumpy x Sunshine 
CHAPTER 1
 Again I woke up listening to baseless arguments of my family members. Everyday this is a ritual now they all will be arguing from morning to evening. I wish I can soon get out of this place and live on my own. My entire family thinks of me as a disappointment as I left my job to be a writer. I mean it should be completely my choice what I want to do with my life. So now I can't even move out until I start earning. I hate this fact and being here in this super chaotic house is suffocating me. 
I finally got up from my bed grumpily went to the bathroom and then freshened up and went out of my room. All i need is a cup of coffee and my breakfast and then I will come back to my room and shut myself in. 
“ Oh look who got up”, my mom said in a bad sarcastic tone.
“ Of course she thinks she is a princess why would she get up early”, my grandma chimed. Just before i came out of my room they both were arguing like two cats on the street and now they both teamed up against me.
I ignored their statements and went straight to the kitchen. My grandpa was making his tea who looked and smiled at me. He is the only one i guess who says nothing to me. Even my dad doesn’t say much but he just gives me reminder sometimes that I need to work hard. I too want to write and be a good writer but this chaos happening around me is not letting me write anything.
“ Good morning gramps”,  I said and poured out milk on my cup. 
“ Good morning kid, did you sleep well ?”, he asked.
“ Umm like that only”, i replied.
“ I guess you need to consume less caffeine and switch to tea instead”, he said taking a sip from his cup. He continued, “ I heard from some articles that this coffee gives anxiety”.
“ It’s okay gramps i can have whatever I don’t care unless I have my coffee”, I said still searching for coffee. “ You know I can’t deal with those two if I am not caffeinated”.
“ That’s true indeed but try to avoid whatever they say I have been doing that since years”, he said and gave me a high five. The bond between me and gramps is always special and amazing. Whenever anyone starts complaining about me or start to shout at me he always comes to my defense. And unlike me they all listen to him. 
“ By the way gramps have you seen the coffee”, I asked giving up my search mission.
He is taller than me so he checked the top shelves and handed me an empty coffee jar. “ I guess you have to run away from home today”, he joked and then he left.
No coffee like really what am I going to do? How will I even survive today? I get these unbearable headaches if I don’t get my daily dose of caffeine.  
I stomped off to my room ignoring the endless nagging and complains thrown at me,opened my phone and searched for cafes nearby. Luckily I found one that’s like 2 mins away from my home and it seems to be a new one too. I checked the reviews and it got nice reviews, and also some reviews said that this place is good for working and studying. I got up and picked up some good clothes and changed. I packed my laptop, headphones and wallet and finally left the house.
I realized I haven’t been out of my house since a long time. The sun was so bright that I couldn’t even open my eyes properly. Luckily the place was not far away. The outside was very pretty and bright. I opened the door and a voice called out all happy and cheerful, “  Welcome”.  When I saw there was a good looking man standing behind the counter and his smile was pretty. His eyes became like crescent moon. I just nodded and found myself a corner. 
Within 5 minutes of sitting there a tall man came to me with a menu , “ Good Morning Miss, this is the menu and you can choose whatever you want but you have to come to the counter to order and then we will deliver your choice of food within 10-15 minutes”, he said. 
“ Thank you”, I said and took the menu from his hand awkwardly. This man is well built and handsome as well. 
“ Are you new here miss?”, he didn’t leave.
It’s always awkward for me to talk to an absolute stranger, “ I am a resident of this neighbourhood”, I replied my eyes fixed on the menu.
“ Ahh then why haven’t we seen you here?”, he continued.
At this point I need him to leave because I started feeling more awkward. But this man is very friendly. I didn’t want to be rude or hurt his sentiments so i replied, “ I rarely go out of my house”. 
“ Why so ? going out is fun. Don’t you feel lonely”, he asked curiously.
I was still shuffling the menu and wondering what to say or make him leave when I heard another voice, “ Yah Mingyu come back here and leave the customer alone. You need to do this”, a man with red hair was standing behind the counter now clearly annoyed.
“ Aish I need to leave”, Mingyu whispered and then shouted, “ Okay okay Minghao coming”. And finally that guy left.
After shuffling the menu for a good 10 minutes I decided on ordering a black coffee and a spicy burger with fries. I went to the counter where the first guy was still smiling. He radiates loads of positive vibes.
“ Umm well…”, I fumbled. I am really bad at doing this.
“ Hi, I am DK”, the smiley guy said, “ You know we make very good pizza”. his tone was friendly as well.
I smiled. Or maybe blushed. His smile is contagious. “ But I would like to have a spicy burger and fries and also a black coffee”, I said in one breath.
“ That’s sad, I love pizza you know”, he said pouting.
“ Ah well… I might try it next time”, I said.
“ Yayyy it means you are going to visit us again”, he chimed.
“ It seems like that for now”, I replied. “ But that actually depends upon the coffee”, I kind of teased him. I felt comfortable around him.
“ Don’t worry our coffee is good too, but why did you order black coffee?”, he asked. “ It’s kind of bitter and plain”, he said.
“ Maybe that’s why”, I replied slowly.
“ But you seem to be a sweet person so you should try something sweeter”, he said and smiled again. And my cheeks got flustered.
“ Maybe later sometime”, I replied and smiled.
“Okay I would make sure you do”, he said and handed me a coupon. “ Your items would be there at your table within 15 minutes, have a great time”, he said cheerfully.
I wish someday I can be like him. This happy and this cheerful.
  A/N: Hi, I finally got out of my bad slump. So I don’t know how this fic turned out, I would post the next chapters every week. It is a small fic so it would have only 3-4 chapters. And do tell me the feedback. I am so so nervous how it turned out. And thank you for reading. <3
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harrysmimi · 2 years
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Periwinkle Chp 4:
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YN got ready to leave and waited for Harry as he insisted on driving them to wherever she had planned on taking him. He's got his own plans too, he said.
She did nothing much but put on a white off the shoulder, full sleeved dress. Styled her hair in a bun, did a soft smoky eye and put on a bold shade of red on her lips. Last thing she did was put on her flats (she couldn't wear heels to even save her life). She made sure there was water for Gus who was sleeping in his new cat tree in her room before she headed down stairs when Harry texted he's down.
"Where the hell are you dude? I am starving," she whined on the call.
"Pulling right up darling," he chuckled as he hung up. He pulled up as he said.
His heart dropped to his stomach when he saw her in that dress. It was something unusual for her to wear aside from her baggy sweat pants and baggy shirts, she dressed like a skater boy basically. She looked very gorgeous.
"You look very pretty!" She gasped seeing him. He had nothing too fancy, he made his clothes looks fancy just by wearing them. And YN couldn't help but swoon over him all over again. He smiled getting out after he parked to greet her properly.
"You look prettiest," he smiled his cheeky grin, wrapping his arms around her middle her pulled her in a tight hug, her being significantly shorter than him, she hand to go up on her tippy toes to at least try and match his height.
YN have figured he's kind of person who rather prefers physical touches, with his hug and gentle touches. And she savoured every moment of it.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just hugging you, is that bad?" He mumbled against her neck as his grip grew more firm around her.
"Not at all," she smiled.
"Where are we going?" He enquired pulling just enough away from her, he planted a soft kiss on the corner of mouth, moving to press his lips to the full of hers.
"Dindian," she said. She was very proud of the name her grandparents came up for their restaurant, which was a mix of two words: Dine and Indian, it still blows her mind how smart her grandpa was to come up with that.
"That's a very fucking expensive place darling," he was surprised.
"Don't worry about it," she assured him and they both got into his car. "It's my grandparents' restaurant."
"How rich are you?" He gasped teasingly.
"Do you mean how rich are my grandparents?" She corrected, "very! And I'm very fucking privileged to be part of their family."
"I thought your grandma only had the salon." He wondered.
"That is her thing, these hotels and restaurants are something both my grandparents started from scratch." She explained.
"My mum owns a cafe back home," he shared, "it's very stressful when it's crowded. Used to help her on weekends."
"Yeah it is, I can understand especially with the Salon. Some people are so fucking rude dude!" She rolled her eyes.
"That's the worse part," he admitted.
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It didn't took them long to get to the restaurant. The hostess actually knew YN, obviously. They got the best table in the house, everything was quite and peaceful around.
The place looked more luxurious than it actually costs to eat there, which also very high for many. Everything was gold and shades of cream and beige making the place look like some sort of Indian royal palace with two dining floors, with very soft Indian classical music playing in the background. But the thing is, they served all different types of cuisines here now. Harry wanted to try Indian food though and they ordered just that.
"Oh fuck no," he sighed.
"What happened?" YN asked and in not-so-subtle way she turned around to find Blake and her family there taking seat on the table right behind theirs. "What?" She asked again picking up the glass of her lemonade.
"She, she is... She is my ex," he said in a hushed tone, YN almost spit out her drink.
"What the fuck!" She whispered yelled, "how long were you together?"
"A year, I told you that," he looked stressed.
"Not him!" Now it was her whining.
"That's her step brother," Harry told her.
"What in the sweet he Alabama shit," she gasped, "what the fuck? Is he really..."
"What do you mean?" Harry's confusion seemed to be the top priority for the moment. "Wait, I know, how do you know them?"
"Sandy set me up with that asshole few months ago, everything was going good until one day he forgot he invited me over. Found them doing the deeds there I never saw his face again and now I wanna throw up," she gaged as if she is really going to throw up.
"No, when was this?" He seemed heart broken. That's when YN realised it wasn't right moment to tell him, but when was that right moment?
"I'm sorry," she frowned.
"No, you're fine darling. Thank you for telling me," he reached for her hand over the table. "We don't have to ruin our night for them. And you own the place anyway."
"Yeah," she laughed. Harry placed a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth.
By the time their food was served, Harry scooted to sit right next to her as they watched funny videos on Facebook as they had got nothing special to talk about. It was compilation of cats being funny. It took everything in her to not scream a laugh as she saw a Lion fall down into the pond as it was walking down on the edge, but it swam right out so she didn't felt bad for laughing her butt off.
"Oh my —" she gasped for air.
"Your laugh is funnier than the video," Harry giggled hearing her antique laugh, he kissed her forehead just because. She stopped laughing which caught his attention making him follow her gaze up to see Blake stood there with a shocked face.
"You fucking whore," she started, already catching the attention kf entire restaurant. "You went after her after breaking up with me?" She turned to Harry.
Harry glanced at YN who seemed unphased by her comment for her, he was confused and froze for a second. As he opened his mouth to say something YN interrupted him.
"Calm the fuck down and please leave us alone, I don't wanna have you kicked out of this place." YN sighed, trying to keep calm. She was seriously considering using the authority she have but she wasn't going to let her anger take control of her.
"Why would she calm down?" her mother butted in. "And angel girl, didn't I warned about this bitch earlier?"
"Yeah, and didn't your angel girl, sweet baby honey girl warn you about what in the sweet fucking home Alabama shit you have going on at your home between your daughter and your step son?" YN cooed, clicking her tongue in pity. Blake's step brother looked like he wanted to disappear then and there. Her step dad looked furious where as her mother's mouth was shut. "Don't you dare call me a whore when you're one to begin with. Now get the fuck out of my face. Fucking cunt!"
"What did you just call her?"
"YN, please let's leave it at tha-" Harry was interrupted by YN.
"No, no, wait," she stopped him, "I called her a fucking cunt, because like mother like daughter." Gasps were heard around the restaurant.
"Let's the leave," Blake's step dad was ready to leave the place. And they all did.
"This is why your own mother left you in a bording school to die, you fucking deserved that you ungrateful bitch!" Blake was pulled out by the security. "Good thing your grandma died before you become a whore that you are!"
And that was like a dagger straight in her heart! She couldn't cry. YN never thought there is anything inherently wrong with crying, it made her feel weak to be crying like that.
Harry on the other hand seemed very embarrassed and upset. Sighing he stood up. "We're leaving too." And with that he walked out.
"What?" YN followed him just to know why he was so phased by everything when nothing bad was being said to him.
"What the fuck was that?" He asked once they were in the parking lot by his car.
"I was standing up for myself," she answered the obvious.
"That's how you stand up for yourself? You called her a cunt?"
"She called me a whore, was that fine with you?" She snapped. "And did you not fucking hear what she said?"
"There was a better way to resolve that issue darling," he argued back.
"Why are we arguing? And what better way did you had to stand up for me when you fucking froze over there?"
"I don't know but there was no need to make a huge scene about it!" He exclaimed.
"Okay," she couldn't believe and nor did she found it worth to argue with him there. "Okay, I get it. I, I get it."
"Where are you going now?" He called for her as she started walking out of the parking lot calling an Uber for herself. "YN."
"Go fuck yourself in a ditch, you fucking son of a bitch! I don't want to fucking talk to you!" She flipped him off and walked off the street.
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No because what the fuck was that night?
She definitely did not felt that she was in wrong for standing up for herself. Why was Harry so embarrassed about it?
YN have never cried this hard in past one year since her Grandma's demise. She was a mess on the floor of her bedroom, her phone was going off in a continuation. Calls and messages from a worried Harry annoyed her the most, she switched off her phone. She didn't wanted to talk to anyone because she knows she won't have any control over anger and not think twice before saying anything. Who would know better how much said words can hurt other than her? She prefered to stay silent and with herself when she's angry. She's never the one who will run away from having real conversations like a grown adult that she is, she was just angry and mad and wanted to stay all her herself. She wasn't wrong there, was she?
All she knew was, she wasn't the one who started it (and she still got in trouble for it later) but she was definitely the one to put the end to it and not let Blake and her mother walk all over just like that.
She has been a complete mess from last two nights, trying to focus on work and school as her final semester was coming up for the hair school. She was graduating early and that's all she should focus on right now. Plus she wasn't able to het good sleep.
Gus was a huge help for her, it was like he could sense her upset energy and purred as loud as he could to ease her down. He was already getting to do his job with that. Today YN was leaving early when she saw Harry approaching the Salon. She'd just ignored him and went to the staff room until he left.
She had a lot of stuff with her, she got new toys for Gus and a another cat tree to put up in her giant living room, and another thing he can destroy and leave her furniture alone. At this point Gus is the only creature she thinks is never going to hurt her (accidental scratches doesn't count here).
She is mad at him for being mad at her that night. It would have been such a quiet and nice night with a glass of red wine, it was all ruined when he was the one saying they don't have to let anything ruin the night for them. She wanted to talk things out with him. It was hard, especially when he can't really communicate properly. She ain't his mother to teach him that. It ain't her fault it happened twice. But she tried to reach out to him last night and the call went straight to voicemail.
He clearly still has feelings for Blake which should be obvious. Which broke her heart into the amount of purses Kylie Jenner have in her closet. It was in shambles. YN just wanted to talk things out now that she is no longer angry but still upset and heartbroken. Mainly about Blake's last comment on her.
YN never shared that part of her life with anyone, not even her closest friends. But she did with the douche she was seeing, that's when she really made it her mission to not ever share the most vulnerable part of her with anyone! Harry was her last and only exception.
She made her way to his flat before work, she knew he'd be home as he said he's off all summer from work. Finally she felt calm enough to have a conversation.
It felt weird to really knock on his door when she knew the conversation can lead whatever they had to very unpredictable direction. He would want to mend things and start of slow again to wherever they were both headed, or worse, he would want to end everything. Even their precious little friendly.
YN knew she fell in love very easily, it was one of her many weaknesses and it happened with Harry. What scared her the most was the thought of loosing him as her friend as well. She'd be honest that she doesn't have more than two friends are loyal and trustworthy, and Harry is one oit of those two.
YN knocked on his door anyway, putting everything on back burner for until she sees his face again.
"Hey," she mumbled seeing him once he opened the door.
YN wouldn't lie she was a little intimidated by him as she stared at her for solid three seconds. Plus he stands like a literal tower in front of her with their actual height difference.
"Oh love!" He sighed in relief and gathered her in a warm hug taking her by surprise, it took her a moment to wrap her arms around his middle. "I was so worried, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry."
"I'm sorry too," she buried her face into his chest, sniffling as the fists of her hands clutched the fabric over his torso tightly.
"No, no it's, it's okay." He stuttered pulling away just enough to look at her only to realise the main door is still wide open. He pulled her in and shut the door behind her, "it's okay, yeah."
"Are you okay? You weren't answering my calls. And, and I came to see you at the salon." He hugged her again, like he's ready to take a bullet for her straight in his heart.
"Yeah, I'm sorry," her voice of muffled against now damo fabric of his black tshirt. "I, I was just mad and didn't want to talk to anyone. I'm sorry!"
"Hey, it's okay. You're fine that's all I wanted to know." He assured her. A gentle kiss was pressed on top of her head. "I know what she said wasn't right, I'm sorry for not defending you."
YN had no idea what to say next, should she thank him for confronting and apologising as well, or should she apologise again? Instead she started sobbing like a kid.
"Hey, come on, it's okay darling." He whispered close to her ear.
"I'm sorry," she kept mumbling.
Harry shushed, "it's just us here, it's okay." He ran his fingers through her hair gently, "I need you to calm down okay? Please?"
She was barely able to make it her saying something about him being mad and her mentioning not answering his calls or texts. It took him too long to put 2 and 2 together.
"I'm not mad okay," he assured her, "can you look at me please?"
"Mhm," she nodded in no.
"Okay," he sighed.
Harry found it was better to give her own time to process everything and just giver her some time in general. He didn't mind standing there for ten minutes holding her close to him. She eventually calmed down.
"We're good now?" Harry asked, his hand running up and down her back. He noticed it was his hoodie he left at hers and never got back that she had on just by the feel of the fabric.
"Mhmm," she nodded pulling away to finally look at him. "I really didn't mean to ghost you. I, I feel guilty now for doing that. I was just angry."
"I know," he assured her pressing a soft kiss on her mouth, "I didn't meant to make you feel that way too lovie."
"No it's okay," she shook her head sniffling and wiping her tears with her sweater paw, "I'm gonna break that bitch's face next time." There you go she was back to normal.
He chuckled, "you look really tired baby, wanna take some rest? We can cuddle and watch you favourite show."
"I, I've got work. I just came to see you," she explained.
"But you look so tired love, can't you take a day off?" He asked and she nodded in no, "half a day off?"
"I don't know," she shrugged.
"Call Sandy and tell her you're sick, she's not going to come here and drag you with her." He assured her, "I won't let that happen. I'll go and set up the TV we can watch whatever you like, okay?"
"Okay," she nodded.
YN just did what Harry asked her to. In all honesty she was emotionally and physically exhausted today. Just when she got off the call, she rushed to Harry's welcoming arms and curled up into a ball as he wrapped his other arm around her.
"Can we take a nap instead?" She suggested.
"Whatever you want darling." He agreed, "you want to go to my bedroom or you want to lay here?"
"It's fine here."
"Okay," Harry made way so they both can lay down comfortably on there as he had her trapped between him and the backrest of the furniture, safely. Letting her use his arm as a pillow which he might regret later when it would go numb. He could hear her still sniffling and his shirt dampening with her tears. "What's wrong sweetheart? Thought you wanted to take a nap."
"Yeah, I do," she nodded her voice breaking up trying to hold back her sobs.
"You can tell me."
"It's just what Blake said that night. She said I fucking deserved to be abandoned by my mother, and, and that my Nani died for good." She couldn't help it but sob.
"No, no, nothing of that was true. You and I know that very well, right?" He crooned, "don't— it's okay baby."
YN eventually ended falling asleep whilst crying. Harry didn't wanted to tell her stop crying, it is good to cry and let it all out sometimes.
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YN woke up to find herself next to Harry wrapped up in his arms nice and warm, though it was middle of summer. He was fast asleep in the same position as before and haven't moved an inch. That made her feel bad, she hopes his shoulder and arm isn't sore after this.
Her trying to get off of him woke him up, "hey you're up angel, how did you sleep?"
"Good," she said. That earned her a gentle peck on her lips. "Oh no, Gus is alone!"
"Don't rush, he ain't going anywhere love." He assured her.
"Do you want to come over tonight?" She asked.
"I was going to go see some friends but I can see if they bail me early." Harry said with a sad pout on his face.
"That's okay, you can come tomorrow." She suggested.
"Yeah? But I'll text you." He gave her a few more kisses.
"Hmm," she nodded.
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YN had just gotten text from Harry saying he'd be coming over with food. It haven't even been five hours he went to see his friends, she just hopes he did not ditch them last minute.
Well, he came earlier than he said he would. YN had just gotten home from pet store to get Gus more food before he runs out. That little chap has been a huge blessing for her.
"Hey darling," he greeted with a hug and kiss on her head.
"Hey," she stepped aside once he was done with his greeting cuddles so he can get in. "I'm sorry I just came back from pet store, I'll be back got to put this away."
"Sure," he nodded. "How is your headache?"
"Good, I feel a bit better." She shared preparing a food dish for Gus. He was sat right there on the counter patiently waiting for his que to dig in.
Harry kept take out bags on the dining table and hurried back to the door to take off his shoes as he'd be kill if she finds he had his outdoor shoes inside. The little family photo wall caught his eye again, especially the photo frame turned fave down. Feeling nosy he picked it up just a little bit to take a peek. It was YN and her Nani. Her hair was not coloured a funky colour and the picture looked like it was taken back in 70s or 80s.
"Harry!" Her voice made him flinch in surprise and he almost dropped the frame. He hurriedly kept it back on it's place before he turned to face her. "Woah! What are you doing?"
"No— nothing." He shrugged.
"I saw," she told him, "anyway come on. I'm hungry." She gestured him to follow her.
"Why do you have your photo front side down there?" He asked now that she had seen him lurking around.
"It's not me," she turned to look at him confusedly.
"This is not you with your Nani?" He picked up the photo again.
"No, that's my mother," she shared, "it was before she left to study at Stanford."
"Oh you look just like her," he smiled thinking it is a nice compliment but YN didn't liked it at all.
She hates that woman with every last cell in her body. But she kept silent and smiled a forced smile.
"Hey I'm sorry," Harry croon following her back to the living room keeping rhe picture frame on it's face down.
"No it's okay," she shrugged, "I get it alot that's why I have only picture of her my Nani kept faced down. I just don't like to be associated with her at all. I'll go get face tattoos now. Or maybe a dramatic nose job or something."
"No you don't have to, I mean if you want to do it for yourself then I'll be there to support you." Harry rushed his words, "I'm sorry again to bring that up."
"It's okay, I forgive you not like you knew she's the one who popped me out like I'm a piece of toast." She scoffed jokingly.
"How do you make jokes like this!" He shook his head in disbelief. Walking up to her he pulled her closer to him with his arm wrapped around her waist.
"Can't dwell on the fact that my mother hates me." She giggled, "she can go fuck herself."
"I'm not going to comment on that," he chuckled. Sighing he rested his forehead on hers and she wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes shut like it's on autopilot mode feeling his soft exhales against her skin was different kind of soothing. "YN?"
"Hmm?"
"Be my girlfriend?" He asked, she lifted her head to look at him as she never saw this coming.
"Only if you'll be my boyfriend." She smirked.
"I guess that's how it works," he giggled, "but you know what, it's just been such a short time of knowing you. I've never had anyone show me my place like you do, ground me like you do, no one have apologised to be like you did even though we were both in wrong in our own ways. I never thought I'd fall so fast and so deep in love with you."
"Wait, you, you love me?" She stuttered.
"Yeah, I love you." He admitted.
"Then I'll shamelessly admit to have a massive crush on you since the day I saw you at my Nani's. But like I never got the courage to confess. Plus you had a girlfriend that time so it was meant to go south then." She smiled sheepishly through her explaination, "I, I, I love you too."
"God!" He groaned in contain, "I love you more!" With that he pressed a hard kiss on her mouth, making her gasp her laughs. Harry slotted their lips together devouring the moment.
Like it was expected in the moment, the dinner was ditched as both of them have got huge appetite for something else.
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thexflyingxpotato · 4 months
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Wednesday, November 15
2023
(10:02pm)
Today I woke up feeling sad and beat up, it was gloomy and raining outside so I went downstairs to prepare some tea. AND GUESS WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!?! I was surprised with two kittens 😭😭😭
“Did you see the cats yet?”
Cats? Wait— cat? MY cat? The one your aunt asked if I wanted one???
“Yeah! They’re right here *opens mesh bag on couch that’s been chilling there for a while* see? Take your pick. One is going to my sister”
🥺 they’ve been so quiet and haven’t meowed… I didn’t even know there were cats in the house. *looks inside and dies of cuteness*
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I woke up sad but now I have kittens. It’s almost like… god really said “here, some cuddle cats for your recent troubles.”🥹
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Also, I spoke too soon. So that whole, “I came home feeling light and not heavy like I expected”??? Well SURPRISE BITCH! Cuz the cPTSD has sunk in and been triggered. — I literally can feel my adrenaline rushing and pooling up the sides of my neck and tension concentrating in my upper back and shoulders. >.<
I’m easily irritable and am finding myself snapping at literally everything. The sad part of it all is the fact that I tried to take my highest dose of ashwaganda like I used to, to manage the adrenaline fatigue (I take it when I need it, and then take breaks so my body doesn’t build a tolerance) BUT THIS TIME ITS SO MUCH IT ISN’T WORKING AT ALL!!! 🥲😭
I noticed I hadn’t ate for two days straight… and it dawned on my only last night that seeing my mom at the viewing triggered me. And now, I am back in survival mode.
The first time it took me half a year to get my body to calm down and feel safe again after YEARS of abuse. Then one encounter happened and it took me 4 months. Then I was forced to run back into her just so I could have closure and grieve (my grandma died and it’s my mom’s mother… so no way I wouldn’t not see her there). And I’ve been looking for someone who would take me in for psycho therapy, but now I’ve been gifted cats to help me through this tough time 🥹🙏🏼
Life’s crazy but I feel blessed rn.
(Super quick update:
-my landlord got petty and anonymously reported my car to get it towed
-I then got stressed out about having enough and finding somewhere to get my remaining cars squared away so my landlord couldn’t have them taken away too
-my grandmother died
-I had to see my mom (my abuser) at my grandmas viewing. I had so much anxiety about running into fake ass family and having them tell me to mend things with my mom. —— turns out, everyone let me grieve and never brought it up.
-only my dad brought up that I should bring my son around more often (if at all) because “life is short and you might feel guilty about not doing so” 😒 how rich. My parents still owe ME an apology. And I’ve done my part and tried to fix things but they keep hurting me over and over again. I told him “I did my part, I feel no guilt.” Bold of him to assume I feel guilty for not seeing my grandma as much as I could in her last days… I spent my whole life with her and visited and even slept overnight with her when she was in the hospital when I could.
I don’t feel guilty. I feel at peace that she’s able to rest and not suffer in her aching body anymore. I also won’t feel guilt when my mom passes as he’s unaware of the horrible conversation she and I last had. If anything, he’s projecting his guilt onto me and trying to pass off his pride for mine.
-when I came home from the viewing I didn’t feel as heavy (energetically) as I had anticipated. Which was a good thing?
-but the next day I had a fever and body aches… then the next morning after that I felt a lot better but I kept spitting out blood and throwing up “nothing”. — I was worried about if I had worn all black to the viewing, it would absorb everyone’s energy. So I wore a white blouse and kept my hair in a bun. The part that sucked was that everyone was placing their hand in the middle of my upper back to say “sorry/ condolences” 😭😭😭 all their sadness and empathy, but also their fake ass vibes and envious energies (they were upset that I had a baby and hadn’t grown or changed in body figure like they expected me to) all transferred into the area between my shoulders. Where all the pain and “sickness” was felt.
-I had asked for only one cat… but now I think I was meant to have two this time around.
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transtemic · 3 years
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randomly remembered how my dad kicked my cat once and it almost fucked up his eye really bad and i had to put balm on it for like weeks and his eyes are still slightly mismatched because of it </3
#and also how he up and took my cat away to my grandmas house and didnt bring him back </3 WITHOUT TELLING ME BEFOREHAND </3333#like. i understand cats like. genuinely freak him out for whatever reason.#but the deep seated hatred of cats he has and the animal abuse just aren't it luv#like fr? one of the top worse things hes ever done. like its up there w his physical and emotional abuse of my mom and my siblings and of m#just like. dont kick cats????? tf????????? like i can excuse him taking him away even when he was a big emotional support for me#bc i genuinely wasnt the best at taking care of him (since i had to do it entirely by myself as a very depressed 12/13yo)#but if you dont want anything to do with him dont fucking touch him. if he was somewhere he wasnt supposed to still dont fucking kick him??#tho fr since he like. completely justified and rationalised beating his kids to himself. kicking a cat is not gonna be the hardest to do.#god sometimes i think im at an ok place in my relationship w my dad and w my trauma related to him but then boom.#this also speaks to the fact that i have also kinda excused and rationalised and minimised his abuse to myself#like i dont rlly know the full extent of it bc i was a kid and dont remember a lot of it and i prolly never truly will know it#and i have come to terms with it gradually over time through understanding both its effects on me and that my dad is also deeply tramatised#and cycle of abuse and forgiveness yada yada#but i am so deeply enraged every time i think about him hurting my baby. i rationalised it away at the time but looking back. fucking hell.#its also good that he took him away bc hes safe away from my dad now#is what i tell myself bc my grandma has been nothing but loving to me and her cats as far as i remember#but also i now know shes the one who fucked my dad up and heard the shit she put him through so sometimes i do worry but afaik shes changed#and its easier to forgive her for something she didnt do to me directly tho it still indirectly led to my own abuse#........ im getting off track. point is i can excuse past abuse towards me but i draw the line at animal abuse :) gn#ícaro rants#child abuse tw#abuse tw#abuse mention tw#child abuse mention tw#animal abuse mention tw#animal abuse tw#ask to tag#oh yeah also i remembered this bcy friends' cat's eye wasnt doing great??? but shes all better now thankfully <3
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chococustard · 3 years
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completed list of my omegaverse kids babyyyy it’s cleaner now too finally hhh most things are stil the same with the old design so uh if there’s any contradiction it’s this one//shot quirk mechanics are the same tho
their ages are just in comparison to each other, they’ll be however old they’ll be per story;w;/
more info under the cut!
TOKOYAMI NIKOLA quirk: shadow frogs -can make many shadowy frogs or one big one. they’re sentient likes to keep to herself but she cares about people very much. she doesn’t talk much but when she does she’s very honest, sometimes even when it hurts. doesn’t get fazed by many things as she’s very close to uncle souji, has seen his face without the mask, and is perfectly fine with it
SHINSOU KAZUYA quirk: siren - makes people do as she wants as long as she sings the command bubbly and easygoing but pretty selfish, not wanting her whims to be refused. once she’s into doing something she’s hell bent on finishing it tho her attention span is as short as they come. the house cats go to her when they want to play
SHINSOU MAMORU quirk: mind reading - reads people’s thoughts, depends on how fast they talk your mom’s an assertive and passionate woman, your little sister is loud and hyperactive, and everyday you feel like you wanna die. he’s tired as shit and would rather be in quiet places.  he doesn’t like getting caught up in people’s issues and try to stay away from problems as much as possible. the only reason why he’s willing to help his dad is that he uses his quirk only when he’s sure the suspect won’t know about him.
MIDORIYA CHIHIRO quirk: pyrokinesis (hell fire, non hero ver) - makes and controls fire she’s bright and really expressive, unlike her sister she likes being around people. she’s really energetic and optimistic. likes heroes but mostly their costumes and the contraptions they used. she idolizes aunt mei and melissa for all the cool things they makes. good at cooking from hanging around grandma inko and uncle katsuki. and also because of uncle katsuki she tolerates spices. baby of the family, both the midoriyas and todorokis
MIDORIYA YUKARI quirk: hydrokinesis - makes and controls water she's told by her parents that she was almost kidnapped at birth so she's told to lie about who her parents are and to cover up when they go out together. hates strangers and crowds so she gravitates to family and friends and gets very protective of them. idolizes heroes and strives to be one.her hair can’t keep still and needs to constantly be brushed. the type to hold grudges.
TOGATA TSUMUGI quirk: sound replication - has a mouth on her stomach that can replicate sound goes with the flow and tries to see the bright side most of the time. however she's quick to anger, threatening people she’ll chew them up with the large gaping mouth on her stomach (it can't). she and yukari had been friend since pre-school being the first one to get her to open up. she lives in the moment wanting to make the best of things
BAKUGOU KYOUSEI quirk: eruption - lava flows from his skin in katsuki’s own word, literal fucking sunshine. idolizes eijirou very much he tries to copy him. however he could very well be seen as blood thirsty and aggresive when angry tho that doesn’t happen all that much. he’s able to calculate situations on the fly easily and do things well after a few tries, text book studies however is not his strong suit.
TETSUTETSU SHIINA quirk: mercury - can turn himself into mercury, pure or variations of it with the nature of the mercury in his body, he has to be mindful of keeping his body in check as to not accidentally poison people. he’s more often than not stays quite as he gets jittery and becomes scared easily, where he would melt away into a puddle and tries to run away. however he’s very stubborn and won’t stop until he achieves his goals. close to kyousei as their parents hangs around a lot even though they live in different cities. likes hugs but only from family
OJIRO ASAHI quirk: prehensile hair - strong and can be controled like an extra limb, very tough tooru likes to spoil her and dress her up in cute clothes, hates it how her hair takes away all the nutrients she eats. tooru gets called to go on a lot of info gathering missions so she's not home often, and when she does come home she showers her with a lot of attention. she finds it overbearing. close with dad, he teaches her martial arts for fun. has both a cat and a hamster, they're the only ones allowed to touch her hair.
YAOYOROZU ITSUKI quirk: marionette - has a cord at the back of his neck, objects poked by it can be controlled gender is a social construct. doesn’t see the benefit of holding things back. easy going and laid back, going through the motion as he sees fit. he’s very close to his parents, sharing the same interest in music as kyouka and momo happily spending as much time as she can with him, hoping to do things she wasn’t able to with her parents as a child, so he really doesn’t feel lonely all that much.
ASHIDO KURASHI quirk: hallucinogen - produces hallucination inducing liquid looks like she wears her heart on her sleeves and doesn’t bother with hiding anything. looks like an air head but not really. when her quirk started to show many adults became wary of her, equating her quirk to that of drugs and not want her anywhere near them or their children.more into non violent approaches. she’s also very touchy.
KAMINARI ARASHI quirk: technopath - controls electrial appliances and uses them as he pleases at 7 years old he was saved by denki during a break in after being used by a group of villains. ditching his old self he changed basically everything about himself as he can and took a new name. he and denki likes to play together, and he can often be found with hanta on top of tall buildings in tokyo. he especially admires katsuki’s no-shit-taking personality and is a big fan of his. he’s no good with dark cramp places
IIDA TENMA quirk: repulsor - creats blasts from his palms and soles, can be used for prepulsion ochako and tenya had him soon after graduation before they really made a name for themselves. cheery and very dedicated, he trains from a young age in various styles of martial arts. he’s doesn’t half ass what he does. he often get into fights helping people, so much so that that’s when he got his quirk, where before the exhaust on his palms and soles only gives out puffs of smoke. can often be seen not wearing shoes. his hair is very fluffy
IIDA FUBUKI quirk: ac - expels hot and cold air she’s strong willed with a strong sense of justice, asping to be a hero, tho in a different kind as what her father used to be. she strives to help people with issues that couldn’t easily be solved by heroes. she love kids, often babysitting her cousins, more often than not mostly tenma uses her to cool himself after training.
TODOROKI YUKIMURA HOMURA quirk: cremation - burns whatever she touces with all her fingers dabi and tomura fucked during the later's heat. he never wanted kids so when she was taken he never fought it. dabi and his family never knew about her until rei was contacted to take her cause her quirk was unstable and the orphanage felt threatened. natsuo and his wife took her in and she moved with them to hokkaido. she visits during vacation to hang out with her cousins. dabi made a pack with the hero commission to be let out of tartarus to be under hawk's watch to be there for her however he can. she knows the most about her family’s pasts
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Adopted AU
So, how is Hunter's relationship with Grandma Gwendolyn? Considering that she visits Eda every year with a new "cure" for her curse.
Also, how did Gwen reacted to her daughter having a kid?
Extra: Hunter and King are partners in crime, constantly working together to compensate their individual weaknesses
Gwen first discovered Eda had a kid a few months after she kidnapped adopted him and Hunter hid like an angry cat under the couch, which is where Eda was fine to let him stay, until he accidentally gave himself away and Gwen discovered him. Gwen's first thought was "oh Eda you have a gremlin in your house. dont worry, i'll take care of it" and Eda is scrambling to grab tiney Hunter into her arms like "NO NO HES MY KID" and Gwen is going through Many Emotions upon hearing that shes whirling around like "YOU HAD A KID?? AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME?" meanwhile Eda is still holding Hunter like "well i mean hes not mine mine but kinda?" and Gwen is a mix between "omg im a grandma" & "i cant let her keep the kid can i?? i mean shes still Suffering from the Curse is it Safe?" which wouldn't work out well because 11yo Hunter has had 0 proper ways to express emotions up until now and finally has a nice adult in his life. Gwen will have to drag him kicking and screaming all while risking getting a finger bitten off. she doesnt, obviously, because Eda puts her right in her place when she voices her concerns, but Hunter was Prepared to do it.
Gwen sees him as her grandson even if Eda and Hunter dance around actively calling each other family. her general opinion on him is "hes weird and hisses at me a lot and i feel very bad for him but hes my grandson and i love him". she learned very quickly that Hunter has no magic at all, and for a little bit was convinced it was proof Eda's curse was contagious until Eda shot that down. after figuring that out she dedicated her time to helping BOTH Eda and Hunter 'cure' themselves. Eda is her main objective, but she adds in a good amount of research to try and cure Hunter, too. something neither of them want. its because of Gwen's insistence on curing Hunter in the thought that theres something Wrong with him that caused Hunter to have the same opinion towards Gwen as Eda, but without the years of history Before she was like that. so whenever Gwen shows up he's hissing at her for getting close and ducking behind Eda all while insisting hes not hiding, he is just sacrificing Eda to whatever 'cure' she has this time first so he has a chance to run. he also especially isn't a big fan of her because of how she pities him for being unable to use magic, and he feels she thinks hes weaker for it and needs to be babied, and oh how Fragile he is in a world like this, just Look at those scars. it gets better after Gwen realizes her errors and apologizes to her two daughters, and later offers an apology to Hunter. takes him a little longer to be civil with her, hes Hunter after all this kid doesn't trust just Anyone, but they get there.
and god, yeah, Hunter and King would be PEAK crime partners. King was like 3 when Hunter arrived at the Owl House, so he only really remembers a life that had Eda and Hunter in it. it took tiney Hunter a little bit to figure out what hes supposed to do with the demon kid but the two manage to get along and do Crimes together rather effectively in spite of their shortcomings. King didn't know Eda's past, so I doubt he'd know any of Hunter's. I'm tempted to make another post detailing the relationship between King and Hunter and how they lived w each other
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