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literaryspinster · 10 months

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The thing is with ships like Melvika Melco or whatever else is that...they're such tiny ships. Apart from a few popular fanarts, I've only seen a small handful people on here *actually* "shipping" Melvika and most people who do are just lesbians who think they're hot. It's never going to be canon and it's just a fun thing that a small group of people are doing. It's just a crackship and in no way threatens the canon-ness of Meljay. It's cool to not enjoy it or the characters but the reasons like "They're not good for each other" or "doesn't do anything for her story" or whatever is a nonissue as it's not canon and never will be. Shipping Mel and Jayce with other people isn't always a malicious act of trying to separate them. You don't need to believe a crackship make a good couple because...that's the point of a crackship, sometimes they don't make sense and some people enjoy that. If you don't, that's absolutely fine, but the thought that you need to be convinced if you're not interested in a ship anyway is like...why bother? Let people have their fun and you have yours. And to be honest, people know these ships are never going to be canon. Genuinely! sorry if this comes off as a rant, not my intention to offend and this is not in bad faith, just a responce. It's just I think people in fandoms, in general, should focus more on things they enjoy instead of things they don't, especially if it's small and essentially harmless.

I get all that, and I am a pretty big proponent of focusing on things that I enjoy over things that I don’t, or at least not letting my negativity reach much further than my little corner. You’ll never see me butting into a M*lvika post to hate on them, you’ll never see me spreading negativity in their tag, and this is likely the last I’ll really say about them as I’m truly not trying to be a fan cop or anything of the sort. But I got the ask and wanted to explain my feelings on the matter, even though I knew they probably wouldn’t be taken all that well.

I do get rather frustrated with seeing so much toxicity under Mel and Meljay posts for all sorts of reasons (it seems to stem from the fandom accepting it as canon that she was up to no good with very little pushback) I never want to replicate that energy, that’s not the sort of fan I want to be. My thing isn’t that I think Meljay is being threatened, it’s me not wanting to constantly see hate directed at them in spaces that should be free of that. I can’t control what happens in the show, but I can attempt to curate my fandom experience as best as I can.

As for needing to be convinced that a ship is good actually, again, that’s just… kind of the way I am. If I don’t understand something or see the logic in it then I want to try to understand it, I want metas and breakdowns that find the depth in something that I can’t quite see. If I’m going to ship a pair, it has to be because I think those two people would get along and enrich each other’s stories. And yeah, I was open to shipping them at first, which is why I was initially seeking a good analysis, as I don’t really have a canon interaction to go on.

Lastly, and this is a big one, if I have to see comment after comment about why this character I like’s canon relationship sucks and why this other one would be better, even when I am not at all seeking content about that alternate pair, then it’s natural for me to get curious about why.

That’s me, that’s always been me. But it’s definitely not the way I expect everyone else to be or need everyone else to be.

And I don’t think you’re ranting, I’m glad you came to me with this, and I hope I’ve made my feelings clear.

#meljay may be canon but its fandom is also on the smaller side #and people are oh so vocal about hating them even under posts that are celebrating them #it’s basically considered totally acceptable right and good to dislike them in this fandom #you can’t really say the same about m*lvika #also the idea that a hypothetical situation for a character would be so much better than what we’re getting…#feels like an excuse to not engage with the story being told #ship what you want of course but not making it about the things you’re disappointed with in the script sounds more fun to me

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xgryffinwhore · 3 years

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Hey! Can I request a jaeden martell x reader where basically their charters are dating on a tv show and they are really really good best friends in real life and they they both go on the Jimmy fallon show and he keeps on asking if they’re dating because everyone thinks they are and when they say no he obvi doesn’t let it go lol and it ends up slipping up that jaeden did/ does have a crush on reader and they maybe end up sharing a kiss in front is Jimmy & audience & stuff😶just an idea i had 😂:)

i love this idea wow, thinking i’m going to put my own little twist on it but i think you’ll still be pleased ;)

just friends

warnings!: suggestive topics, fluff

word count: 2.1k

five

your face was being touched up with powder, the cotton pad dabbing at your nose as the white powder absorbed into any oil your face may have had.

four

you look over at jimmy, this wasn’t your first talk show, but it had been the biggest one with the most following. it was intimidating, you bounced your foot up and down and played with your hands.

three

behavior jaeden had grown to recognize. he knew you better then you knew yourself, your anxiety was worse then you put it out to be. “you ok?” he questioned, “fine, i’m fine” you painted a small smile on your face. but he wasn’t easily fooled.

two

he grabbed one of your hands and rubbed circles into your palm, this sent vibrations of relaxation down your spine.

one

his eyes locked with yours, you swore they were a different color each time you saw them. sometimes more blue, sometimes more green, sometimes dark with mystery, sometimes light and playful.

‘aaand where on air’

you wiped the hand that was interlocked with his off on your dress, it was clammy. the curtain came up fast, and your vision was soon flooded with bright lights and silhouettes of bodies.

making out the faces in the sea of people was impossible, but you knew your friends were out there. they had flown out to see you, a) they could go see new york and b) you were on national television, and they wouldn’t miss it for the world.

jimmy was talking, you knew that much, but your nerves took over and honestly you weren’t registering a damn thing he was saying. the crowd cheered, you snapped out of your daze.

“and here tonight, we have jaeden martell and y/n l/n from the new HBO tv series: turning tables”

he turned to both of us, and gave everyone time to clap. he tired to speak over the loud hands, moving on with his show, but the crowd made that difficult. eventually the clapping died out and he could continue.

“now, i’ve watched all of the episodes but, for the people who haven’t seen: can you explain what the show is about?” he looked a jaeden, you let go of a breathe you had held in.

“s-sure” jaeden turned to face the audience more, he was soft spoken and shy, so it was important he projected as much as he could.

“turning tables is a teen drama. it’s about families of poverty in the seattle washington area and how they struggle to go to school and work. my character, jennings cooper, is the main protagonist. the show is mainly from his point of view, and how he struggle to support his family.”

jimmy nods and smiles, he looks pleased with his explanation. i’m truth the show wasn’t that simple, he knew that. but, it would take so long to explain.

“and y/n, who do you play?” he knew the answer to this obviously, but you were becoming a crowd favorite. everyone loved your personality, and you were an up-and-coming a list celebrity.

“i play parker marlow, jennings girlfriend” you blushed at this statement, the crowd giggled and ‘ouuu’ed. jimmy rubbed his hands together, getting excited at the upcoming topic of discussion.

“so, your romance on season one was steamy” you thought back to the scenes you did together. all of the kissing, which felt normal at this point. he wasn’t a bad kisser, in fact- you didn’t mind it at all. your romance through the season built up to a sex scene, your mind flashed through the memories of filming it.

filming those scenes isnt half as steamy as you think it is. it’s awkward, you laugh a lot. you had never felt that exposed in your life! however watching it was different, it looked so real, so perfect.

you blurred out your thoughts, mr. fallon still speaking on the subject. “can we expect more -“ jimmy searched for your ship name, it was on the tip of his tongue. the combination of your first names on the show didn’t make an attractive combo. it was either jarker or pennings. your last names matched a little better.

“-carlow” jaeden finished for him. jimmy nodded and smiled “yes- carlow- can we expect more carlow next season?” you both looked at each other and smiled. the writers for the show already had the next four seasons laid out. you knew that carlow was a continuing relationship on the show.

“yes, you should expect more of that sort of content from us” you stated. the people in the crowd had a positive responce to this, the applause lapping until it died out once again.

“right, your characters have so much chemistry in the show. two struggling teens just trying to break even.” jaeden agreed “yes, our characters balance each other out, and being from the same background helps them associate. jennings is kind of a bad boy-as the ladies say- he’s a felon, he steels cars and sells them to counterfeit manufacturers and dealers for money. parker, y/n’s character, has a job at a diner. she shows him the light at the end of the tunnel if he chooses to go down a good path.”

“yes, parker gets jennings a job at the diner with her, and he falls for her sweet disposition even after everything she’s been through” you add.

jimmy licks his lips and pops another question: “so id imagine the chemistry in the show heightens the real life thing?” he cocked an eye brow, the group gasping at the intrusiveness.

“jaeden and i are just friends” you blurt out, your nerves working up again. it was hard, you liked jaeden ever since you had your first kiss with him.

“y-yeah” he stutters, he obviously wasn’t expecting this either “friends” jimmy shakes his head and puts his finger on his lip “recently, you both have been showing a lot of pictures of you two together on social media.”

the audience ‘awwwed’ at the photos that displayed behind you. on the screen, there were pictures of you and him that were on both of your instagrams. you two at gardens, getting food, even watching movies at each other’s houses.

“for just friends, these photos looks intimate , wouldn’t you say” a bunch of ‘yes’’s and ‘mhm’’s came from the crowd as both of your faces became red.

“we’re just best friends, honestly” jaeden laughed nervously, he fixed his hair with his hand has he always does.

“right right- can you tell me when this photo is from?” jimmy asked, the last picture flashing on the screen. it was of you both, you had just filmed your first scene together.

the first scene you filmed together was episode two, he saved you after you fell into ice cold water. it was how the characters met, and it was filmed at a cove on a windy august day.

the picture was a little blurry, but it added character. he had his arm around you, both of your hair soaked, and you share a huge towel. you remember how cold you were, your teeth chattered so rapidly. his hair was stuck to his forehead and more small pieces went up. and your lips were almost purple, half from the makeup, half because you swore that was the coldest water you had ever went in.

“that’s from when we first started filming, it was the first time we met in the show” you recited, re living the memory in your head. you remember jaeden pulling your head into his chest when the wind began blowing. you remember his thumb trying to create friction on your back to make you just a little warm.

“yes yes- you two look so adorable!” jimmy squealed, he was the most teenage-girl-grown-man you had ever met. his hand opened one of the drawers in the faux desk he sat behind, pulling out a small blue camcorder.

the camcorder.

you know how on tv shows, there is special footage? sometimes it’s just behind the scene specials but sometimes- sometimes - it’s footage the actors document when they were just having fun? yeah it was one of those camcorders.

the camcorder was brought in by the two other co hosts wyatt oleff and finn wolfhard (i know this cast is sooo original not really) they played jaedens two best friends on the show. while they weren’t filming, they’d dick around and talk about stupid stuff. you’d never seen what they filmed, but you had been featured quite a few times; their by them pranking you, or invading your personal space.

you looked over at jaeden, you watched his adam’s apple bob and a thin layer of sweat flush over his face. he bounced his leg slightly, a habit he had picked up from you.

“let’s just review our material here” jimmy teased, his tongue darting out between his teeth. the video began to play, the sound was loud; assumingely for jaeden quiet voice in the tape.

the video started with wyatts unsteady hand, him and finn were running around set, they stopped at jaeden, he was playing on his phone in his trailer.

“jaeden wesley we have come for you” finn yelled. you could see jaeden shoot up from his chair. “hey guys” he waved. they talked for around a minute, jokes and all. then finn started to giggle, wyatt zoomed in on jaedens face.

“so jaeden, how’s y/n?” he chuckled, jaeden blushed “she’s ok i guess dunno.” wyatt stopped zooming in when the only thing in frame was jaedens head. “the kiss was good hm?” wyatt asked. jaeden continued to play on his phone, he nodded. “yeah, she’s pretty cute too.”

the video cut to another segment, this was filmed after the sex scene. you knew because jaeden laid on the bed you, in the same underwear that he wore during the scene. the boys were jumping on the bed, and jaeden took the camera and talked to it.

“this is for memory and memory ONLY! h-hey y/nnn” he was talking to the camera like it was you “you’re amazing and cool” you could hear finn explode into laughter as he stole the camera back and started running “yeah! and he wants your babies and loves you so much-“ “SHUT UP FINN!!!” and jaeden chased him around.

the video was taken off the screen. your face had become close to ghostly white. it was weird, it was almost like he was dumb enough to think finn wouldn’t give jimmy this blackmail goldmine. you looked at jaeden, he hit his bottom lip until it was red, he itches his neck and laughed it off.

“yeah ok-ok jimmy, maybe i liked her back in the day” jaeden tried so hard to be casual, but jimmy hit him with a heart stopper: “but mr martell, the last clip was filmed less then a month ago!”

your mind flickered with memories and ideas of him.

your first time meeting, how good his hand felt in yours. when you wiped icecream off his chin, and him dotting icecream on to the top of your nose. the way his hair always fell perfectly above his eye brow. and SHIT how he always smelt so fucking good. how he let you fall asleep in his arms and how he never complained when you put on some stupid romcom and-

“y/n?” jimmy questioned. “huh?” you spaced, come on y/n you gotta stop doing that. “i asked how you felt about all of this.” “well, there isn’t a right word i can use.”

jaeden took this has a bad reaction, he did a small wave to the crowd and stood up to get off the stage.

you stood up, grabbed his hand, and laid one right on him. kissing him felt normal, but now that there was emotion behind it, it just felt so right.

you both stopped for air, the crowd went wild. jimmy was clapping too, you could barley hear them, your heart was pumping throughout your whole body. you swore jaeden could hear it.

after the show, you sat in your dressing room for a bit, contemplating the events of tonight, and how they were all broadcasted for your embarrassment. but it was only the beginning. only the beginning of what was to come for mr. and mrs. jaeden martell.

#jaeden martell #jaeden martell fic #jaeden martell x reader #jaeden martell fluff #jaeden wesley #jaeden lieberher #jaeden #jaeden fic #bill denbrough #bill denbrough x you #bill denbrough fanfic #it move #imagine #it fanfiction #aged up

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mynameiscarat · 4 years

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There for him

y/n is basically from @phenomenally-thrombey’s headcanon

Being Jacob’s older sister and being in College Included (Link: https://phenomenally-thrombey.tumblr.com/post/610906383161884672/being-jacobs-older-sister-and-being-in-college)

Probably that’s the thing people call “tooth-rotting fluff”.

My English is broken, so dm me if you see any mistakes.

Sun was slowly setting, colouring pale winter sky rosy. Day ended, although clock just struck 7 pm. It was a beginning of December, time was closing to Christmas. You wanted to talk about getting a tree and decorations - you loved Christmas so much - but now, looking in faces of your mother, father and brother you understood it’s probably not the best time to do it. You all were having dinner... sort of. Donna and Walt were chatting crossly, eating their food without much interest. And Jacob was just staring into his plate, clearly disgusted. „Jacob, - you whispered, - eat, please. You didn't have anything at lunch.” He said nothing, as if he didn’t hear you. But the one who certainly heard you - your mum - looked at him and ordered: „Listen to your sister, young man. Stop making that face!” Jacob glanced at your parents and looked in his plate with even more disgust. „It's a junk. I won't eat it. - he snorted. - I want roastbeef. Roastbeef and yorkshire pudding with jam.” A terrible silence reigned in a kitchen. „Son, - said Walt, barely hiding his irritation, - you know that we can not afford those dishes anymore. Be happy with that you have now. We’re broke. I'm currently trying to start my own publishing house, your mother is a civil servant. At small position.” „So what? Because of that I have to starve? Isn't it your duty to care about me? I’m so freaking done with it!” Walt let out a bitter chuckle: „Probably if you'd been a bit better grandson, we wouldn't have become nobodies. Have you even thought about taking responsibility?” „And have you, father? You were messing with grandpa, and eventually he fed up. Good job! I'm sure your goddamn publishing house will bankrupt in two month.” Walt became deadly pale, his hand slowly rising: „You little son of a-” „Dad, no! - you yelled, terribly scared. - Don't hit Jay!” Walt looked at you: „Y/n, I-” „Please, dad, no!! Don't do it!” - you were practically begging. Jacob was silent, staring at his lap. Another second passed. „Go to your room. Jacob Archibald Thrombey. - said Walt eventually through clenched teeth. - You won't have dinner today.” And your brother stormed from a kitchen, face pale from rage. Then you heared how door in his room slammed. You were still listening, when Walt said: „Eat, dove. You are such a good girl. We are proud of you, y/n” „Jacob has so much ambitions, but I don't think there's anything behind them. - Donna added. - Jacob wants to be rich, powerful and respected. But I don't think he is able to make his way to this position. But you! - oh, you will get respect. You're still planing to be an architect, right?” You smiled weakly, but your thought were with your brother.

Once youve finished fried eggs and sausages, you swiftly went out from the kitchen and approached Jacob”s room. Door was locked. You knocked gently: „Jay, may I-” „Fuck off, bitch!” - yelled he. No, not now. You sighed and made your way to your small room. It was a really small room. You managed to place there your bed and writing table only. Even your clothes had to be kept in parents room, which was slightly bigger. Jacob, actually, tried to occupy it but failed. All your apartment, with kitchen, bathroom and three rooms could fit into one room in Thrombey's house... Martha's house. You didn”t want to be cross at her, you really didn't. You understood that she was there for Harlan when no one else was. That she was honest, kind and absolute goody-two-shooes. That she, eventually, deserved the house. But now memories about this wonderful house returned... Christmas memories. In the hall a huge Christmas tree stands, bright lights everywhere. More and more presents are arriving. Wonderfull smell of turkey and potatoes, stuffed in the oven, fills the house. And you and Jacob sits before TV, rewatching «How Grinch stole christmas» and eating candy. „You're a real-life Grinch!” - say you, and Jacob smiles with this wide and evil smile... You sighed again and stared out. Snowfall begun.

You didn’t even understand what happened. Glowing watches on a shelf showed half passed one. The room were dark, parents were snorting in their room, you could hear it very clearly. But there was something else. Through cracking of a floor, parent's snorts and howling of the wind you heard another sound that really woke you. There was something like whimpering... very light, barely audible - but heartwreching even in slumber. That's why you woke up. You jumped off your bed and run into Jacob”s room. He was tossing and turning in his bed, moaning, like he was in pain. You shook him: „Jacob, wake up! Please, dear, wake up, it's just a dream” And he opened his eyes, pure terror in them. „I couldn't find the exit... - he croaked. - There were no exit, like only room and a hallway, but I couldn't go out, I-” „It's just a nightmare, - you whispered, helping him to sit. - You fell asleep hungry and had a nightmare. But now it's okay, I'm here. Do you want me to find you something to eat?” You didn't get a proper responce, but still went to the kitchen. You spred four pieces of bread with butter and honey and made two cups of milky tea. You returned to Jacob's room with tray, proud of not waking your parents up. You found your brother in the same position, hugging his knees and staring blankly into the void. „Here, - you said, - I've brought food. Don't you think it's cool to have a night snack from time to time?” Jacob said nothing. He ate his bread and butter, and then yours, but didn't touch his tea. „Come on, - you gently urged him, - your tea will get cold” He obediently took a cup and drank it in one gulp. You stared at him. You didn't like when he was sarcastic, or bitter, or rude to you, good god, you didn't - but this doll-like state of his was even worse. „Jacob, please, tell me, what are you thinking about? - you said, taking his hand. He firstly tried to pull his hand out, but this time your grip was strong.” And then he said: „How on earth we're going to live?” You blinked: „What?” „Am I speaking Russian, y/n? I said, how we're going to live? Don't you see where it's going? Dad is a crappy businessman, and mom will never earn enough for four peope! We don't starve now? But we will! I hate this old bastard so much, I hope he suffered before he died, how could he, how could-” „Jacob” - you started seriously, but then you noticed how a tear rolled down your brother's cheek. Your swallowed. You wanted to comfort him so much, to hold him close to you. But you knew you have to act slowly and at ease to succeed - or he will kick you out. „Jacob, - now your tone was low and steady, - please, listen to me. It's only your fear. Your perception is a bit curved. We were upper-class, we lived in luxury. And now we will just become the middle-class. It doesn't mean starvation. I'm absolutely sure dad will establish his publishing house, because he's smart and knows so much about publishing business - and because he loves us. He doesn't want us, his family, to be poor. There are, actually, some virtues in our position. We don't have grandpa's money, right, but on the other hand we're independent now. We don't have to act nicely with anyone if we don't want to” While you were talking, you slowly moved closer, put your hands on Jacob's shoulders and then - on his back. And after that you hugged him tightly, unable to restrain a sigh. You didn't expect much, but then this happened. Jacob, your nasty, supposedly heartless brother hugged you back and put his head on your shoulder. Such thing happened only once, five years ago, when you fell ill with a serious flu. You could barely breath. You forgot when you were so happy last time. „Jacob, Jacob, - you whispered, rocking him gently, - do you want me to stay with you this night?” He nodded. You turned out the lamp and got into bed. There was a moment when you got scared he won't let you hug him again, but he snuggled to you eagerly. „Rest, honey. - you kissed his forehead. - We will be fine. Believe me. We will be fine, we will be happy. I can even built another home one day, just for us. I can do it. I will be an architect, remember?” Soon his breathing became slow. He fell asleep. And you stayed awake for a bit longer, stroking his hair and back. Jacob was a difficult person, but you knew how to handle him. You loved your brother more than anything.

#jacob thrombey imagines #jacob thrombey x reader #jacob thrombey #jacob thrombey x sister reader #knives out x reader #knives out imagines #jacob's sibling #fluff #hurt/comfort

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strawberryspeachy · 4 years

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So on the last day of july i went clubbing

Almost immediately met a cute boy and he asked me to go to a hotel with him. I debated but ultimately went with him. He asked if i wanted to go on a date because fucking japanese assholes equate date with hotel.

Went. Hooked up. Then. He said he wanted to go back to the club because otherwise “it would be a waste of his night”

Yeah

So... went back.... watched him look for another girl. And felt like shit

Eventually a boy that was ok looking talked to me. I didnt ignore him and he got excited over me talking to him after having ignored other boys. I didnt intend to continue talking to him but he was so excited the entire time and was nice so i just stayed with him.

We left together and sat on some sidewalk and talked. I saw that both his arms had cut marks all over them

And as a fucked up person... i stupidly think that other fucked up people will be as empathetic as i try to be and my depressed friends back home

He told me some of his shitty homelife - apparently he doesnt have parents

He asked me to go to a hotel with him and i said no... so we went to eat instead...

He kept being overly nice (in words) told me that he works at an old folks home and that he wants to learn english and come to america and help me take care of my mom.... in a sudden way

Rationally im not stupid and know that was a line. But im pretty stupid in general

He kept asking me to be his gf and i told him id need to go on a date with him to decide that

I just wanted to say no but...

He didnt pay for my meal - ya im one of those girls that that bothers

We seperated and he continued to text my the next few days. We set up a date. He asked me to go to him in yokohama - an hour away from tokyo

Since id never been there i said yes. But this meant i had to pay an expensive train ticket

He did pay for dinner and afterwards convience store for me... mostly... asking if i had change

He wanted to drink at the pier and insisted i get a drink but didnt pay for it

And then took me back to his apartment

It ended up being fun

The next morning while he was showering i was just poking around at his stuff. Not actually looking for anything just curious about the things he has

I looked at his wallet (honestly to see the design but i also always wonder why japanese guys are so comfortable leaving money around who is generally a stranger)

And then. I found. Picture from a photobooth. Him amd soem girl. It was dated from a week before.

He told me the night we met that he broke up with his ex a year ago. But this picture looked very much like a couple

I asked him about it and he just said sorry and threw it in the trash (not a real trash. It could easily be taken out) he said it was from a year ago

After. Bit i took it out amd pointed at the date. He literally hummed and refused to comment ...but he told me hell only see me...

I shouldn’t take that as enough but i did and told him when i got home that ill only se him too. I told him i liked him - and to this point he kept saying he likes me over and over. He has not said it since this. Just said he was happy that i used his name.

After that i went to okinawa for a few days. He told me his sim card broke and he doesnt have wifi unless he goes to a convience store (as an excuse to text slow)

I got back the next week and stayed home all week from a yeast infection that i think he gave me. When he barely responded i told him that

Then he responded continuously telling me that i just got it on my own and hes healthy so it wasnt him

That weekend i went drinking with some friends and messaged him. He responded immediately and i called him. Asking when his phone got fixed. He told me the day before

Then he told me he has pink eye and sent a picture. He said he cant go out of his house because of it

The next week was my birthday. He said hed be cured the day after and we could celebrate. Then he cancelled saying the doc told him hes still contagious

A few days after he sent me a picture of him with makeup on and contacts in saying he went to the salan. I responded immediately asking if he was still contagious and tried to call. He ignored me

I tried to call more throughout the day

Nothing

Over 24 hours pased so i used another account to say hi to him. After 2 hours he responded to the fake account asking who it was

And i flipped the fuck out. I told him a bunch of reasons why he sucked and that he did and fuck him

Then he responded to me with long messages. Many of which i couldnt understand (hes used incorrect kanji before that which makes translation strained)

His excuse was that he felt sick and slept for 20 hours (but he ignored me for over 27)and that he wanted to answer his texts in order. That he doesnt look at him phone much and then got mad at me for not being worried about him and instead getting mad

He didnt addresss any of my complaints like the fact that if im his gf i should be a priority

But because im a sucked i felt bad for trying to hurt him and apologized.... he said hed forgive me if i buy him an accessory next time we hung out...

Yeah. Red flags. I too if i had other options... would have said. Thats a weird way to accept an apology.

Also before (on that first date) when we talked about our bdays cause his was a bit before mine. I asked him what hed wanna do as a late celebration. He immediately told me he wanted yakiniku (an expensive meat meal) and clothes or accessorys from an expensive brand he likes...

So he continued to take over 24 hours to reply to me. With very small responces - he never asks me questions. I asked him to call the night before i went camping and he said he couldnt because he was too drunk from drinking with friends. I went camping and came back and got him on the phone. I demanded him to call and he said he couldnt cause he was tired from work and would the following day

I told him it makes me upset that he doesnt talk to me and that i constantly dont feel good because of him. He just said sorrry. I planned to say this is over if he didnt agree to meet me. But he agreed to a date the coming sunday... the day before i began work again. He said hed come to tokyo and and had a plan. It sounded fun.

Well come sunday morning.... he cancelled. He said he didnt have money. I tried to call him several times and he ignored me.

I confronted him in person. He got mad at me for it. Said he got some sort debt collection and got frauded... someone used his name to take out money and he has to pay court. He said he doesnt have money because of it.

I asked why he never tells me whats going on with him (because im dumb and beleive this... actually i dont. I hope hes being honestly and just has really bad luck but)

This time like last time i told him the way he treats me is how really awful boys who are using me and playing with me treat me. And i cant trust him if hes like this but doesnt tell me why

Well...i was there... i offered to pay for out date.... besides the 11 dollars it takes to get to him

He asked me to put 5 dollars on his train card.... it takes 3 dollads to get to and from where we went. He... mad sure no matter where we would eat it would cost 40 bucks - wanting to drink alc and such. It costed 43 dollars. He wanted starbucks but i kinda said no by saying i dont rlly like starbucks - but he still wanted to get a dessert - 3 dollars

And... he wanted me to buy him that aftermentioned accessory... a ring. He looked at very expensive ones... i... would not have paid for even as stupid as i am.. the one he got was 15 or 25 I forget which...

The thing is... if he wasnt actually... if i wasn’t comfortable being with him i woulda stopped this before... unfortunately. As usual. Despite initially not being attracted to him i really enjoyed his company and find him to be fun...

He said that we should go home at 8 i asked about going back to him place and he said no because hes tired and has work the next day. He knows i also do too. At the same time. And i tried to convince him and he kept saying no. Then i asked doesnt he wanna have sex. He said that we should go to a hotel. And i protested that hotels are expensive and his apartments free and just a cheap train station away. He said hes too tired and just wants to sleep at his apartment but hotels are exciting so hed be awake at a hotel.

He pushed them and i said at that point id be spending like 100 dollars on the day and he knows i also dont have a lot of money.

We awkwardly went to a manga cafe that was only 5 dollars but it wanted you to make a card that costs 5 more dollads. And then i got fussy because too much stress literally makes me lose control of my emotions.

It fucking sucks and i hate it. I have no fucking control over my emotions when my stress is bubbling (which it almost always is) and boils over.

I asked him if he can even pay just the 5 dollars and he said he has no money. I asked how hes gonna get to work with literally no money and he said his conpany pays for it (yea japanese conpanies pay AFTER you go )

We left. It was a bad mood. He didnt storm away from me even though i was basically crying in the street (i have had this happen with even friends. I start crying and they just walk away so even though it should be expected of someone claiming to be your bf... ya)

Anyhow i told him i just wanted to cuddle and talk and kiss

He looked annoyed but i guess he thought those wants were cute and looked for a isolated place

Because were in japan

Couldnt find one cause we were in a city and he again just started saying lets go home. That hes tired and not in the mood.

But we were in a quiet enough play.

And im bitching here but ill take a quick break to say i kept hugging him and stuff which he liked despite saying he was really embarrassed

He told me ealier ok that because of this debt thing hes gonna work two jobs

Which. Terrified me. The first guy I went on a date with in Japan asked me to be his gf and to move in with him and said he had to work two jobs for a month to afford to move so he wouldnt have time to see me. He told me his progress for two weeks and then ghosted me.

This boy told me hell make time to see me when i complained about not doing anything physical when i wouldnt see him again for who knows how long

Welp. Todays saturday and that was sunday. And while at first i thought he was trying because he replied to my messages in or at 24 hours for a few days. Its gone back to the 17 hours

And i asked him to talk on the phone

And he just said not tonight because after his current job hes working at home too

And because im dumb ive waisted my whole saturday waiting for him to reply and crying.

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ikemenshakespeare · 4 years

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Title: Deviled Eggs and Sandwiches

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Character(s): MC, Black Army, and mystery suitor. 😉

Warnings: N/A

Prompt: Valentines First.

Authors Note: A creativity contest is being held in one of the many discord servers I’ve joined into, and this is my entry! It was due today 2/24. So although it’s no longer Valentines Day, I still hope this was a little something cute to get ya through your day. Thank you for reading!

“No! No way!” My face burned with embarrassment.

“Oh c’mon MC, it could be fun! After all, it’ll be Valentines Day. It wouldn’t kill ya to be a little spontaneous for once” Fenrir’s grin was nothing short of mischievous.

“Listen, I know you get a kick out of teasing me but I’m not naive enough to believe in love at first bar meet. Especially not when I’d have you for a wingman.” His laughter in response was almost infuriating. “What’s so funny? I’m being serious.”

“Okay. I got a better idea.” Fenrir and better ideas were almost always anything but. Still, I waited expectantly for him to finish. “Why don’t you put an ad out in the paper? A lot of people do it to find dates. When we find a guy who seems suitable-”

“We?...”

“Okay, when you, then the two of you could write eachother back and fourth to set up a nice date you’d both enjoy. And BOOM, just like that you won’t be ms. lonely anymore.” I’ll admit, if this idea somehow does work it would be infinitely better then the last. Not only that, but theirs no promise anyone will actually respond in the first place. Plus it’s only a little over one week till Valentine’s Day actually arrives, which doesn’t give anyone much time to figure arrangements out.

“Fine. If that’s what it takes to get you off my back, I’m willing to give it a try.”

“Alright!” I smiled slightly but quickly frowned. Why do you care so much anyway? As if sensing my thoughts, Fenrir stopped his celebrating. “Huh? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I’m gonna start dinner.” And with that I left the room in a hurry, no longer wanting to think of what scheme he had up his sleeve. I ran into Ray and Seth on the other side of the door.

“Alice?! What’s going on?” Seth squealed as my face smacked up against his chest.

“I don’t wanna talk about it. Ask Fenrir.” The sly smirk on Ray’s face gave me the sense he was ready to be filled in.

“Suit yourself.” A short second later they were both sitting next to Fenrir on the couch. “What’s MC going on about?” A tricky look appeared on Fenrir’s face.

“I have a master plan for MC’s first date night in cradle, and I’m gonna need your help.”

“ALICE?? My poor Alice?? Oh no no no, we absolutely will not-”

“Oh relax Seth! I’m sure you’ll approve of this one, just make sure not to tell Luka or the old man.” While Seth continued to worry over MC’s innocents, Ray had a devils smile to rival Fenrir’s.

“You can count on me.” A couple days passed by all to quickly, and there was only 7 days till MC’s first Valentines in Cradle...

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“Come in!” I heard a knock at my door and sure as the sky was blue, Fenrir came yelling in his usual fashion.

“Mornin’! You ready to respond to your future boyfriend?” FUTURE WHAT??

“You’re telling me it worked??”

“Well of course it did. I’m the one who wrote it after all.” The cocky look on his face was already getting old.

“YOU wrote the ad?? And beyond that, I thought we discussed that I would be choosing the candidate- wait, why am I even taking this seriously??” I huffed. Even though I just woke up from an amazing sleep, I couldn’t help but throw myself back onto the mattress. I’m already tired from a couple minutes of talking to the black army’s very own maniac.

“Yeah, yeah, but we were running out of time and there was only one responce.”

“Wow, doesn’t that make me feel great?” I spoke sarcastically but I knew I was looking at him hopefully. Maybe it won’t be all that bad after all, it’s just one silly date. Fenrir wasted no time, as quickly as he had entered my room and shut the door, he began reading the response aloud.

“Dear MC, I’ve thought about it and I’d be extremely interested in meeting up, how about a late lunch date at the park in central quarter? Please respond to let me know.”

“That’s pretty vague, did he leave his name?”

“No, but I think it’s worth a shot.”

“Eh, I don’t know about that... but still, lunch at the park doesn’t really sound all that dangerous...” I went back and fourth with myself for a while until I finally came to a conclusion. “Alright! Let him know he’s on! BUT also let him know that we’re each responsible for cooking half of the meal, just Incase I get a bad feeling and it seems like he’s trying to poison me or something.”

“You worry to much, but now you’re talkin’!” And just like that Fenrir sat down next to me and we began brainstorming what to write in response. Just as before the next few days flew by, the air outside filled with love, the 14th of February had arrived.

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Fenrir and Ray both got the day off to help assure things went to plan, a carriage headed toward the park in central quarter. It just so happened Sirius would be working in that same direction today, so all four of them rode together. Finally the ride came to a stop and MC jumped out nervously with the food she prepared in hand, she was already looking around curiously for the man writing her letters. But before the other two could follow her out, Sirius firm voice rose up.

“Before any of you get yourself into trouble, do you mind giving me a heads up of what’s really going on? Because all I could get out of Seth is that he absolutely would not participate in such a horrible act of indignity towards MC, but he promised not to say why.” Ray and Fenrir exchanged a glance.

“I guess since the plans already in full swing it wouldn’t hurt to tell him.” And so Ray did the honors.

“We tricked MC into thinking she’s going to be meeting a stranger here for lunch today. Truth is this man is no stranger, in fact she knows him quite well.” Sirius was one to keep his expressions under control but when he went wide eyed the two knew they’d got him good.

“But... that could only mean...”

LUKA?! Why does he have a blanket set up by beside the pond?? More importantly, the pond I’m supposed to be meeting my mystery date at. The facial response Luka gave back when he saw me standing there said the exact thing I was thinking.

“Angie?...” he started to stir around in his sitting position.

“What are you doing here?” I didn’t think things could get anymore awkward until Luka began to blush furiously.

“Honestly, I’d rather not say.” I just stared at him until finally he sighed in defeat. “Okay, Ray just wouldn’t leave me alone about needing to find some sort of Valentines Date. I guess you could say I gave in, and now I’m here waiting for her... if there even is anyone coming.” He hung his head low, and my heart broke just a little.

“You think you’re being stood up?”

“I think those two over there are playing a prank and now I just look stupid.” Off in the distance, standing on either side of a tree was Fenrir and Ray. They were laughing so hard, they were almost in tears. In unison they both shouted over to us a good luck and ran in the opposite direction. What a bunch of kids. I turned back to face Luka.

“I don’t think YOU look stupid, I think we both do. They set us up.” I splat down on the space next to him on the blanket, looking like a piece of old bumble gum on pavement. “How do we always get sucked into things with these two!” Luka wore a shocked expression, giving me a crooked eyebrow. I took the next thirty minutes to explain all that I assumed happened. When my story was over he looked grumpy.

“I see.” We stayed silent for a moment. Just listening to the sounds of the park around us. I closed my eyes and before I knew it I was opening them wide again. “But I guess if we’re already here we might as well finish our date- I mean...” he trailed off. I was the shocked one now, to see Luka wasn’t running away from me at full speed from embarrassment was already a surprise. Now he’s actually agreeing to go through with what I assumed would be his nightmare. A date, and with me? It only took a second before the wheels started turning in my head again. I gave him the softest smile I could muster.

“I guess you’re right. Here, I made some deviled eggs and brought some fruit. You can have some if you like.” I opened my basket to share and he gave a sheepish grin. He popped an egg in his mouth and the look of delight sent a small rush of happiness to my brain.

“Those are amazing! I decided to go pretty simple myself since I didn’t know what to expect, so if you want a sandwich have at it.” I looked at the array of different choices to choose from.

“This is supposed to be simple! Luka, you’re truly fantastic, thank you!” The rest of our afternoon was spent talking about our favorite foods and other things we liked to cook, we even took a stroll around the park. As it started getting darker Luka reached for my hand, holding it softly.

“It’s getting late, we should get on our way home.” The way he took my hand in his was so natural, it had me feeling like I could get used to this. As much as I didn’t want to admit thanks to Fenrir and all his shenanigans, I was really happy not to be Ms. Lonely, even if it was just for the day.

#Ikemen Revolution #MC #Fenrir Godspeed #Seth Hyde #Ray Blackwell #Sirius Oswald #Luka Clemence #Otome #Fanfiction

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the-offical-home-of-underhanded · 3 years

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(Firstly, not my art but it is the closest i got to base my chara from the au of underhanded ^^)

Chara had been a rather tame child. A young girl born into privlage and wealth in the district of light, born to a justice soul and a determination soul she was expected to exhbit the nature of one of the soul's or even most hopefully. A hybrid soul. However as she matured going through the years by age 8 it was discovered, she was born without a soul at all. As if her body had not been strong enough to form the personifcation of her being. Which made the mother and father distraught, believing her a freak. A freak without a soul. Chara's once loving family life became..cold. the love seemed nigh non existant. They didnt spend time with her anymore and even hid her away. Isolating her from the world. After two more year's, the parents could not handle the shame of such a burden any further. And subjected there daughter to a highly risky process.

The process of spiritualization. Forcibly giving another human a soul. The process seemed simple to the parents. They needed soul essence. And using there essence to ensure a hybrid soul. They used the essence of determination, justice, and even greed. Hopeful to turn her into a determined justice hungry guard.

While the process was harmless for the spirits. It was horrendously painful to the child receiving the soul as the newly made 'soul' rewrote there very being. There personality. Everything. To fit the body.

Those who died during it had been said to have lost hope. When this occurs the soul seems to crack apart until finally. Crumbling into dust as the child is given the peace needed to die.

Chara had spent nights screaming and burning in the agony of her body being rewritten, until the day she had went quiet. Her parents had went to check on her to find the mixture of a soul shaking, concluding she had began to run out of hope. Took her to the integrity soul in the ruins in hope he would be able to do something.

But alas, the most he could do is give chara the room to die. The parents were annoyed, distraught, and enraged and had left the girl in his care. He took her to a bedroom and placed her in a bed wrapping her up in a blanket before leaving to go make a pie. Hopeful to use the natural magic of his integrity soul and the food to make a sort of healing effect.

But unbekownst to him. Another guest had left his room.

Chara had laid in the bed, breathing raggedly as she stated blankly to the ceiling awaiting the moment her body would finally give up, only to hear a voice speak.

The new voice caused her to look over blankly and see a young goat, whom couldnt be much older than her. Talking to her.

They had talked quietly for what had felt like hour's, the young goat. Asriel, as he calmed himself was intresting to her. He semed kind and polite to her.

As the integrity soul returned, he came to found chara sitting up talking with asriel.she seemed weak still but she seemed a bit stronger than before.

Time would pass with days becoming weeks and weeks becoming months as chara recovered and the duo became ever so excitable and insperable in the ruins. However the integrity soul had noticed a concerning pattern beginning to develope. Chara would often be found staring at asriel and following him around, not to mention how relaunctant asriel seemed to become when it came to subject of befriending other people there age.

This went on for weeks before finally after finding some bruises on asriel's body. He confronted chara, the young girl becoming hostile to his questioning and shouting at them. In her anger however. She initated a battle, her eyes widening quickly as she just as quickly exited the battle. But it had been enough for the integrity soul to spot her secret. The nature of her soul a perverse swirling mixture of red, golden yellow, and a dull faded yellow. Swirling around. The soul of obsession.

Eventually a time would come as chara became an adult during the beginning of the ruins hope to prosper. Asriel followed her nigh constantly always staying directly behind her wearing a hood, in her words to protect him from those who hated monster.

She had grown far more obsessed with him and had ensured to force anyone who tried to get close to him was dealt with, mainly through peace due to integrity soul's wishes.

It had developed up to the point on one terrible night that integrity soul decided to visit. Chara had left to do business leaving asriel there. And though he had worry and reservations. He had let the integrity soul in much like chara would allow only that soul into her home.

However upon seeing him, he felt his blood run cold. Dust and blood were leaking from bandages that were wrapped around asriel's eyes. A trail of blood and dust leaking from each eye.

He had questioned asriel until he would eventually crack and tell him that chara took his eyes to keep him dependent on her. And though integrity soul was planning to confront chara. Asriel begged otherwise. Saying that he was happy like this, that he was happy because he got to stay by his best friend. His heart only holding care and compassion towards chara, stating what happened isnt her fault. That the soul is responcible for it.

The day after he had went and confronted chara with an ultimatum. Either she stopped hurting asriel. Or he would tell the light district where she was. Begrudgingly, her soul seeming beating out in front of her chest. The colours swarming inside of her soul violently as if hatred filled her.

And yet...she agreed to it, the tone of her begrudging anger tone had a subtle voice beneath. A voice that rang of sheer desperation.

It had been but a year since she agreed, and she has become the captain of the ruin's guard. Having pushed herself to do her uptmost best to protect asriel from any human in her way. As well as any monster that comes from above.

((Again not my art ^^ if i can find the original artist i shall give them immidate credit, i really love and enjoy this picture and i aspire to be able to draw this well one day))

#undertale #chara #undertale au #underhanded

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sissy-richie · 3 years

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Its been a couple days now since my sister and her wife came home, and I've been really worried about what I did or might have done.

My sister keeps telling me that we will have a talk after she's finished straightening out something.

This morning when my sister came in to my nursery to get me up, she changed me and got me dressed for my breakfast, she told me that we were going to have a talk after breakfast and I had a bath and that I was not in trouble and that they found out what had happened, and that apairently I was a really good baby while they were gone, and they were really proud of their baby girl.

At first when my sister says that we are going to have a talk, it usaly ends up with a punishment. But this time she told me that I was a good little girl. I was confused.

Durring breakfast my sister usually after she gets me ready sets my breakfast in front of me and lets me feed myself, but this morning she fed me my grits and as compaired to aunt Wendy she carefully gave me each spoon and cleaned up any mess with the spoon and put that back in my mouth.

Aunt Wendy usually made me a total mess calling me a messy baby. Then she would be some what hard on me cleaning me up.

But this morning my sister told me when to open and swallow, and said that's our good baby.

My sister was really nice to me and for some reason was treating me differently than she usually did. I was really off balanced because of how she was treating and talking to me, but I thought that since I wasn't in trouble anymore that I better do what she said.

When she was done feeding me she told me that I needed a bath because although Aunt Wendy did take fairly good care of their baby, that I had a diaper rash starting and she wanted to take care of it before it got any worse.

I like when my sister gives me a bath, I think she likes doing it, because she makes me giggle and she always has a smile on her faice.

After my bath was done she paid close atention putting this cream on me before she put my diaper on and pulling up my plastic panties, and told me that they are going to have to change their baby more often.

After she had me all dressed she handed me my baba and told me to wait for her on the couch, while she cleaned everything up.

When my sister came into the livingroom she told me to sit up as she sat down beside me.

The first thing as she sat, she had me lay back down on her lap faicing her, and she grabbed my baba from me and asked me if I felt better as she held my baba for me.

Then she told me that I was not to say anything, and if I needed to respond to her it was to either shake my head no or nodded my head up and down for yes, because any questions she would ask only deserves yes or no responce.

She told me that I had better think carefully before I responded, that while she and her wife were away they had met quite a few people in California and they had learned a lot about me and what they needed to do.

My sister let me know that even though she already cared dearly for me that the caring became a little deeper and that both her and her wife agreed that it was more of a nurturing love that someone would have for their baby, and when they met these people they realized that they've been going about everything wrong and that it's going to change today if I agreed, and there was no going back because of what they both would have to do.

She also said that if I agreed with her on everything that when her wife gets home that they had a big suprise for me.

When she ask me if I understood I nodded my head.

My sister told me she knew all about the things Aunt Wendy told me and the pictures of mens private parts, and asking me all sorts of bad questions about them.

My sister asked me if those pictures got me excited, and I shook my head no.

She told me that with the time that her and her wife had been living here, and the fact of the damages that had happened in the past, and the way I've changed and the things they've seen, that she didn't think so.

Then she asked me if I was upset because of the things Aunt Wendy was saying, and I nodded my head yes.

I was starting to get tears in my eye's and she wiped them telling me "there, there, there's no need for it because I wasn't in trouble", and how I'd had been behaving and living sence they moved in that as they both seen it I wasn't anything more than a little baby even mentally. That her and her wife have had many discussions about me after they put me to sleep and I was nothing more than a baby in their eyes and it was fine with them, but that they had both been discussing that if I wanted to be treated as a 2 year old then that I shouldn't be allowed to have interests in anything that has to do with adult life or living.

So as to what had happened when Aunt Wendy and uncle Martin were watching me it was that they really didn't understand about me and that things like that were more for grownups than a baby girl like me. That after their discussions with the both of them they thought it was a fetish for me than what it really was.

My sister asked me if it made sense to me, and all I could do was shrug my shoulders.

My sister got quite firm with me and told me that it's only yes and no answers.

I didn't want to be in trouble so I nodded my head yes.

My sister asked me if I wished or thought of them being my mommies. I didn't react because I didn't know what to do.

She then told me that though they did everything for me that mommys would that she wanted me to understand that I as they seen it, I was nothing more than her baby sister that could never grow up, and then she asked me if I was fine with what she just said.

I nodded my head yes.

My sister told me that things were going to be changing for me from now on. All I could do was look at her questioning. I was starting to get really worried now.

My sister said that if I wanted to live like a baby girl then I was expected to behave like a baby girl. All the way! And she was very firm with me with what she said.

She told me that since I was a going to be her baby sister that I'd have no need of any adult things unless she or her wife desides other, and that since my phone service is up in a few months that babies don't use phones or internet so my service will not be renewed.

The next thing she asked me, was if I missed anything that I use to do before they moved in.

I shook my head no.

She told me thats our girl, that she didn't think so.

My sister asked me if I missed changing my own diapers, or picking out my own clothes and again I shook my head no.

I really never thought about that, I hadn't been doing any of those things anymore, it just happened and I just went along with it.

I don't think about what to eat or when to take a bath or what to wear or even when I need my diapers changed. They've been doing it all and I haven't had a say I've just been excepting it without even thinking about it. Even the diaper checks or changes even in public.

Normally I'd pay attention to if I was getting a rash. I dont even think about that anymore.

My sister was right I never thought about it, they told me when and what to do and decided everything for me, I wasn't making any decisions about anything anymore.

Now that I think about it I really don't care that this is happening.

My sister said that from now on I was to never use any adult words and actions that if I did that there would be severe punishments and I'd regret it.

She asked me if I could behave as she said.

I started to shrug my sholders but I seen that look in her eyes and I knew what that meant so I started nodding my head yes.

My sister told me that I had better be a good girl and start saying my byby's to my friends and delete all my accounts because very shortly I wasn't going to be able to even get near a phone or even go on the internet.

She asked me if I was going to be fine with that.

Then she said

Do you want to be treated as our baby girl

I nodded

Will do what any adult tells me and i will except it with out question

I nodded

It means No phone

I nodded

And no internet

I nodded

You will delete all your accounts

I nodded

That it will be only baby shows and music from now on and no news

I nodded

I wouldnt do any grownup talking and only baby babbling would come out of my mouth from now on

I nodded

I'd no longer have a say about anything in my life

I nodded

She said I am not your mommy, though I may be doing everything mommys do and its fine with me if you think of me as your mommy

I nodded

I thought to my self if she meant I could call her mommy

She asked if I understood that she is my big sister though even though she'll be mothering me and it would be the same for her wife.

I nodded

She asked if I understood that if I fight it from now on I would be punished severely like any baby. She told me Because of the seriousness of what they had to do that theres no turning back.

I nodded

She told me that I can and will only play with things that a baby girl plays with or what they give me to play with

I nodded

She then told me that I will not get involved or have concerns about what her and her wife may do or say

I nodded

Then she told me that she had a special new year's eve planned for me but that they had friends comming over and as far as they understood that I am mentally challanged from a trauma that happened years ago, and she told me yes your Aunt Wendy and uncle Martin will be here that they had a better understanding about me and what happened will never happen again.

And that if she and her wife ever had somewhere to go again like this last holiday they'd be making arrangements from now on to take their baby with them.

My sister asked me if I was fine with that and I nodded

She asked me if I had any thing to say and I figured it best that this might be a test and I know my sister and her wife really well and I never want to be punished again the way they punished me the last time I tried to do something that someone messaged me to do no no

So I shook my head no repeatedly and gave her a biggie's huggies.

Then my sister told me to wait till her wife gets home and I just might like my suprise, and she loved her baby girl very much.

The whole time I was snuggling with her she talked to me more like someone talks with their baby.

Several times today my sister was on the phone with her wife and other people and I think I heard her ask if she was able to setup her doctors appointment for her, I know that I'm not suspose to be listening to adult conversations, but I was wondering if she was sick or making the appointment for me, because I heard my sister tell her she doesn't know or our baby girl is being really good. My sister asked her wife if she got her shot and is she stopping at the pharmacy before they close, and hearing my sister saying good I'm hoping our baby girl will be okay with it.

Tonight I'm guessing because of all the phone calls my sister was making is going to be a busy night.

Several time's I heard her asking people to please be nice because she is sensitive. I'm guessing that was me she was talking about.

I was really excited when my sisters wife got home, she came over to me as soon as she walked in and gave me a big hug and a kiss before she went to my sister and handed her the car keys. My sister told me to be a good baby for mommy and told her wife thankyou I'll be back as quick as I can.

My sisters wife told me to play with my toys and to be a good baby she'd be right back after she changed.

It didnt take long but she went to the kitchen first then came back she had my baba and my blankie when she sat on the floor beside me.

She told me she wanted me to be a good baby girl and lay in her lap, I did and she took my blankie put it over her shoulder and my head and when I tryed to push it off my head she scolded me and told me to leave it, so I did as she said. The next thing she lifted her shirt and pulled my head to her chest rubbing my mouth on her nipple.

She told me to go ahead and start sucking like I had my baba, I did as I was told, then she started rocking me. She told me that my sister said that I'd agreed to everything and asked me if I did.

I nodded my head while I was sucking on her. She told me that from now on I wouldn't be eating in my highchair anymore for quite some time to come and this was all I'd be getting from now on.

I didnt understand what she meant but she told me that it would take a little bit but in time I would like it when the flo happened and that it would be the only way I'd get my nourishment and not to worry when we're out that they would be able to fill my baba's.

I was asking myself if this was the suprise that my sister was talking about.

My sisters wife changed which nipple I had several times saying to herself that this wasn't as bad as she thought.

After she was done she had me stay put and fed me my baba.

After I was done she told me to go play with my toys that my sister would be home soon enough.

It was some time later and my sister came home and asked her wife how her baby girl did, her wife said it was odd but not as bad as she thought and she was glad that I didn't have any teeth, and she did what the doctor told her to do.

It wasn't long and my sister sat on the couch with my blankie and told me to get in her lap.

My sister did exactly like her wife when she had me lay in her lap, this time I didnt need to be told what to do when I felt her nipple on my lips.

My sister held me tight to her, and as her wife did after switching fed me another baba.

While I was sucking my baba my sister had her bring her something from the sewing room.

My sister told me to be a good baby and let her put something on my hands.

At first I wasn't sure what she was doing because she fastened my fingers over this cloth covered thing that was hard and I found that couldn't move my fingers or make a fist. Then she put this soft padded thing over both my hands. After that she put a very pretty cover over that and fastened a couple of clips.

My hands were usless after that, and my sister told me to go play with my toys that those should limit what I could do.

She told me to be a good baby because she needed to prepare for the party tonight.

She told her wife that in two hours she might want to get their baby girl prettied up before the company starts to arrive.

It didnt seam like that long my sister had me get on the couch with her again and had me sucking on her again, I don't know why she had to keep putting my bankie over us, but as I was sucking she told me that we had to do this every two to three hours so just as they had to get use to it so did I.

After I got done with my baba her wife moved me over to her and it was the same thing but she started singing to me while I was sucking on her nipple and she fed me another baba.

At this rate I'm going to have a lot of diaper changes because one thing I've learned everything that goes in has to come out, and they are going to be giving me two baba every two to three hours I'm going to be feeling very full and very wet.

I just didn't understand why I had to suck on them every two hours. I had to suck on them first before I could have my baba.

After my sisters wife removed my empty baba she had me go to my nursery where she changed me and got me dressed for the party.

While she was doing my hair my sister came in and told me that I was a very pretty baby and asked me if I was okay.

I nodded my head and put my mittened hands out for a huggies. She told me later because she was very busy.

My sisters wife scolded me telling me to sit still, because she didn't want to mess up doing her babies hair.

I was in my playpen playing when everyone started showing up. Aunt Wendy came right over to me telling me how cute that I looked, and gave me a big kisses and huggies.

I was really worried how everyone else would be would they make fun of me but it was the women that made nice comments about how pretty I was. The guys except uncle Martin fairly much ignored me.

After some time I seen my sister's wife with my baba and I knew that it was time again. She told me to say nighty night to everyone because she needed to get me changed and off to bed.

She sat on the floor and had me lay in her lap again about the time she was done and I was just about done with my baba my sister came in with another of my baba's, I was starting to know just what I had to do, and it was the same.

After my sister had me changed and tucked in my crib she took my mittens off and handed me my phone, and told me that I had better be saying all my byby's and start closing my accounts and deleting my email.

My sister told me they'd be back in for my next feeding in a couple hours and that those mittens would go back on then. So I had better get busy doing what I agreed to do.

I nodded my head

So here I am saying by by I'm really not going to miss much here but I am going to miss some very good friends on a couple other sites.

I don't want to do this but I don't think I have any choice. I love my sister and her wife, and they did say that since I agreed theres no turning back any more.

My sister or her wife will be back soon so I had better get this posted really quick. Because when they put those mittens on my hands again theres no way I can ever use these things again.

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hi doaa, i've got a question. as you recall, in the rooftop scene jim said as a responce to sherlock going on about the binary code "no no no u swine this is too easy and primitive to be my plan" and literally couple of lines after "u r such a show-off wanting everything to be clever" and i find this rather contradictory. what did he mean by calling it easy and clever at once?? you may have answered smt like that before so if you have please link me to that post, thank you!

Understanding that moment starts as soon as the scene opens with him sitting on the ledge pouting like a petulant child proclaiming “and now I don’t even have you because I’ve beaten you”. That makes no sense given all roads to this event was leading to exactly that scenario. He told him this was going to happen, so ideally he should be feeling pretty good right now. But instead he’s upset and mourning Sherlock in anticipation of losing him.

But hoping maybe Sherlock will surprise him, he pauses that thought and they get on with business.

Sherlock, as expected, latched on to all the clever details and explained some of the more obscure bits (for our benefit at home, mostly) while Jim listened and circled him half-bored because he hasn’t said anything interesting yet. What Sherlock did with that information is the part all this is hinging on and what he’s waiting to hear.

Instead of explaining how all of this was smoke and mirrors designed with no real resolution to it, but instead was a means to achieve some other deeper, more involved answer. Sherlock went on about how he’s going to use this information against him as if any of this was usable, which eventually turned Jim’s boredom into anger because he can’t believe he fell for it. Again, that makes no sense given those details were designed with Sherlock in mind to trick him. Sherlock is doing exactly what he was supposed to do, but that was exactly what Jim didn’t want him to do.

So when he says “this is too easy”, it’s disbelief that after years and years of thinking Sherlock was going to give him his best game and be more than just a pretty distraction (or at the very least if he didn’t understand what Jim was getting at with all this present a countermove that made sense), that it was as simple to defeat him as it would have been if he was just some new hot shot detective at Scotland Yard. In that moment there’s nothing separating Sherlock from everyone else and that’s what Jim feared would be the conclusion when they first got up there. He’s not his equal, he’s not better than him, he’s not anything other than ordinary. Jim could barely stand to look at him after that cause he failed the test spectacularly.

Jim clearly planned for multiple scenarios to happen here even though he’s really hoping on one in particular (which I talk more about here), but the one Sherlock was letting play out how Jim expected it would is not the one he favored despite all appearances to the contrary. So basically, he’s disappointed that all you have to do is create the illusion of some sort of super clever situation or entity, and Sherlock will really think you can bring the world to its knees with some 0’s and 1’s partially because he wants to believe something like that is possible and it’s a weakness he’s gotta work on.

#Of course what was actually happening on Sherlock's side of things is still a giant ass question mark but whatever #Reminder TEH is the literal fucking worst ever Sherlock episode thanks #(commentary)

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