#hate to fuck with the sisterly bond :(
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The dawn of the final day.
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Julia: [muttering shakily] Come on, Jules. Just hit the button. You have to tell someone. It’s the right thing to do.
Helena: [whoosh] [thump] Julia? Shit, how’d you even-
Julia: Helena, w-what did you just... I don’t understand what’s going on!
Helena: If you’d let me explain-
Julia: No, no, no, this can’t be happening! Vampires aren’t supposed to be real!
Helena: [narrows eyes] Who are you calling?
Julia: No one! I was just thinking about it, I swear! [flinches away] Stop! Don’t come any closer!
Helena: Julia, please, I’m not going to hurt you. I would never hurt you.
Julia: [tearfully] But you could have!
Helena: What?
Julia: It was you who hurt my friends, who hurt all those people! I hang out there with them all the time. If you’d seen me, would you have been able to resist?
Helena: Of course!
Julia: Oh, so you were in control? You knew what you were doing and you did it anyway. Who are you, Helena? What are you? Because I don’t think you’re my sister anymore. You’re a-a-a... a monster!
Helena: Please don’t say that. You have no idea how sorry I am. The way I left them... it just loops like an endless nightmare in my head. I didn’t mean to go that far. I just wanted the hunger to stop, but it never does.
Julia: They might still die. Because of you. [scoffs] Migraines. You’ve been lying all along! Helena: What could I have said? You wouldn’t have believed me.
Julia: How did this even happen? Why are you… like this?
Helena: Oh, Julia, I was so stupid! Ulrike and I had just broken up. I was in a bad place, and I trusted the wrong person. I didn’t want it! I barely remember what happened. I just woke up with this fire burning inside of me.
Julia: Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t call the cops right now.
Helena: Because you love me. Because I’m leaving.
Julia: What? Where will you go?
Helena: I don’t know. But it’s obvious I can’t stay. I’m not fit to be around people now. Maybe I never will be. I’m too dangerous — to myself, to you, to Mom and Dad, to this entire fucking town.
Julia: There must be another way. If you turn yourself in, then maybe-
Helena: What, the police will go easy on me because I’m sorry? I kill the police because they don’t? It wouldn’t end well for anyone, Julia. [sighs wearily] At least I never finished unpacking.
#ts4#sims 4#ts4 story#sims 4 story#simblr#story: hzid#helena zhao#julia zhao#this was really hard to write :(#hate to fuck with the sisterly bond :(#(also you don't wanna know what ea animation i pulled that squatting pose from lmao but i needed it in a pinch)#and yes her mom was gonna be julia's first call because remember she's still just a scared little girl and she needs comforting!!!#she was very brave to have this conversation without totally losing it
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A Sisterly Bond
Summary: Ada and Teddy don’t have much in common, but that doesn’t mean that they couldn’t make a good team
A/N: I just felt like writing again, and for Ada and Teddy in particular. I always imagine as getting on better and better as Teddy gets older. She’s still young in this one, so it’s a rocky relationship still 😂 anyways, hope you enjoy to whoever still is reading my stuff!
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“Teddy, would you be so kind as to give me my coat?”
“No.”
“For fuck’s sake,” Ada sighed, “why do you always have to be difficult?”
“Am not,” Teddy grumbled.” I just don’t see why I have to be your lady’s maid, just because you’re my sister.”
“Ooh, there’s a big word!” the older sister replied sarcastically.
“Tommy says all fancy rich ladies have a lady’s maid.”
“ ‘Tommy says’…” Ada rolled her eyes and Teddy stuck out her tongue at her.
In many ways, Ada and Teddy were nothing alike. There was the age gap, of course, but they also just seemed to have very little in common. Ada didn’t care much for family business, while Teddy wanted to know everything about everything. Ada tried her best to live her own life without her brothers interfering at every turn, whereas Teddy wanted to be like her brothers in every way. Ada made an effort to never care too much, unlike Teddy, who cared almost too much and didn’t have a problem showing it. Also, Ada wanted to go out in her fancy coat and high heels, and Teddy wanted to run free in her brother’s trousers and shirt.
Polly watched the two sisters and followed Teddy with her eyes as she stormed out the door in a huff. She then turned to Ada and said, “Would it kill you to just say a kind word to her every now and then?”
Ada had her nose back in the papers and shrugged, “I don’t know, Pol. Would it kill her to practise some good manners?”
“You know what she’s like.”
“Oh, I do,” she sighed, “I remember when she was born and you told me how nice it would be for me to have another girl in the family. Instead we got… Teddy.”
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Nine-year-old Teddy Shelby was walking through the muddy streets and pretended she was a pirate. With a stick in hand, she fought off the assailants only she could see and shouted out battle cries. But in the chaos of Small Heath, no one really noticed her. And if they did, they simply thought: there goes Teddy Shelby…
Her playing was suddenly interrupted though by her youngest brother. “Aunt Polly says she wants you to go with Ada!” Finn shouted out, as he ran towards her.
“Why?” she sighed, exasperated.
“I don’t know. She needs help carrying things from the market?”
Teddy kicked a rock, “Can’t you do it?”
Finn shrugged again, “It’s a woman’s job, isn’t it.”
“Oh fuck off!” As Finn pouted a little, she added, “Please can you go? Ada doesn’t even like me…”
If there was one thing Finn couldn’t stand, it was seeing his little sister upset, so he agreed. “You know, Arthur is always with John. Ada likes me, but you’re Tommy’s favourite.”
“I know.”
“So it’s not that bad, right?” Finn tried hopefully.
“I suppose not.” But Teddy couldn’t help but feel a little sadness over it.
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“Aunt Pol says I’m to get you ready for church.”
“I am ready,” Teddy motioned to her dress, which she hated so intensely.
Ada sighed, “What have you done to your knees now? They look like you’ve become the chimney sweep’s latest apprentice.”
“Why do you always have to badger me?” Teddy called out, full of frustration.
“Just… clean your knees before Polly sees,” she waved a hand and put on a hat.
Teddy started scrubbing furiously as her legs. Ada watched her and decided that maybe she should make an effort. So she asked, “What do you think of this hat? Does is suit me?”
“I don’t know,” the little girl shrugged, “it stays on so I’m guessing it fits your head?”
“Bloody hell, I don’t know why I even bother. Let’s go.”
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In the late afternoon sun, Tommy was talking to a man about a horse. Next to him, a small girl was following the conversation intensely, trying to learn as much from the interaction as she could.
“I’ll give you four for her, but no more.”
“Can’t do less than six, mister Shelby,” the man slapped her brother’s hand, “She’s a good horse, that one. Strong.”
“She’s no war horse and I could have fucking five of her for that price. Four and a half.”
“I have a family to feed, sir. Five?”
Tommy shook his hand and that was that.
After he’d left, Teddy looked up and, like she’d been in the business for twenty years, said, “She’s worth at least ten, Tommy.”
“Is she?” he took a drag on his cigarette, but inside felt like he could burst with pride. Then he lifted Teddy up and planted her up onto the horse, “Go on, tell me what she’s like.”
As Teddy rode around the yard, Ada joined her brother. With her usual air of indifference, she commented, “Well, if it isn’t the big brother and his pride and joy.”
“Hello, Ada…”
“Did she persuade you into spending more money once again?”
“Look at her,” Tommy pointed, “She might be the best rider in all of Small Heath.”
Ada raised her eyebrows and mumbled, “High praise…” In truth, Ada was impressed. She’d always been the odd one out in the family when it came to horses. She never much cared for them and riding them had always been more of a chore than a pleasure.
“Why don’t you tell her how good she looks up on that horse, eh?”
“Me? Why the hell would I tell her?”
Tommy locked eyes with Ada, “Because it’s you she wants to hear it from.”
She laughed a little at that, “No, Tommy, it’s you she wants to hear it from. Everything she wants to hear from you.”
As Ada walked off again, Tommy called after her, “She is your only sister, Ada.”
“And what a joy she is,” but it didn’t come out that sarcastic this time.
After a few more minutes or riding, Teddy hopped down from the horse again. Her brother asked her some questions about the horse and she answered to the best of her abilities. But in between, Teddy carefully asked, “Was that Ada?”
“Yes, just on her way home from the Bullring.”
“Did she watch me ride?” Teddy asked in a small voice.
Tommy observed her for a second, “Now, why do you ask that?”
She shrugged her shoulders and turned away to brush off the horse, “Just curious.”
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Polly was a modern woman in many ways, but not in every way. She might’ve even been insulted if you called her that. So, when it was time for the spring cleaning of the house, she asked the girls to help. Well, she didn’t really ask.
“Ada, you start on sweeping and Teddy you can follow her with the bucket.”
Both girls rolled their eyes so hard it had to hurt and Polly couldn’t help but notice how in those few seconds, they looked exactly alike.
“I’ll be in the back with the washing,” their aunt continued, leaving no room for arguments.
Cigarette in hand, Ada started sweeping the floors at her own leisurely pace.
“Hurry up, will you?” Teddy grumbled, “I have to wait on you to mop and I do have other things to do, you know.”
“Oh? And what important appointments might you have, you strange little idiot?”
“Don’t call me an idiot!” Teddy stomped down het foot, “and hurry the fuck up!”
“Swear again and I’ll give you a slap!”
“Go on then!”
Ada huffed and swung her broom, aiming for her annoying sister. Teddy ducked and laughed, “You’re too slow.”
“Teddy…” she sighed, “I don’t want to do this either and I don’t have the energy to fight you as well. Just shut up and get this done.”
“Fine. Go on then, work, unless you’re afraid you’ll break a fucking nail or something.”
That earned Teddy a firm smack around the head. Angrily, she picked up her bucket and threw its contents in Ada’s direction, instantly soaking her sister.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!”
Aunt Polly came barging in the house after hearing Ada scream. Inside, she found a furious Teddy with one red cheek and an even more furious Ada, completely wet and dripping.
“I left you two alone for five fucking minutes,” she glared daggers, “and you can’t even behave for that long?”
Ada seemed to have found her composure again and grabbed another, dry, cigarette. “That’s what happens when you leave me with an actual fucking savage, Pol.”
“It’s not my fault! She started it!” Teddy fumed, “She called me an idiot and she does that all the time because she hates me!”
“Jesus Christ,” Polly lit a cigarette of her own, “Ada, go get changed and then you can continue the work outside. Teddy, you take over the sweeping. Probably my own fucking fault for thinking you could get along for half a day…”
With all the dignity she could muster in a soaked dress, Ada stalked off. Teddy picked up the broom and tried to avoid Polly’s eyes.
“I’ll have a word with her,” Polly said eventually, not without sympathy.
“Which is more than I’ll ever fucking have again,” Teddy spit.
“God,” Polly whispered to herself, “Why did you have to make them both so fucking stubborn?”
———
It was the evening after pay day, so all the pubs in Small Heath were filled to the brim. Normally, they didn’t serve women on their own, but Ada Shelby was the exception to the rule. Harry wouldn’t dare to refuse her.
“Here you go, Miss Shelby,” he said, as he handed her a drink.
She took it gratefully and went to sit down. The truth was, she was hoping to catch a glimpse of Freddie Thorne, but he hadn’t been in yet.
After fifteen minutes, she wanted another one and made her way over to the bar again. But the place was packed and it took too long for her liking. So, Ada went behind the bar and poured her own drink. Teddy watched her and smirked slightly. Deep down, she did admire her sister, simply because she wasn’t impressed by anything or anyone really.
At the same time, an older gentlemen strolled into the Garrison. He was dressed differently, looked like money, and had the confidence to match. Short as he was, he made up for it in attitude. Teddy didn’t know him and eyed him carefully.
Then he spotted Ada and made his way over. Leaning on the bar, he started talking to her, but Teddy couldn’t hear. She stood up and walked a little closer, while remaining invisible in the crowd.
“Come on, sweetheart, pretty girl like you all alone without a man?”
“Who says I am?” Ada shrugged, and Teddy could tell she was uncomfortable.
He smiled at her without humour, “How about I take you for a good time. You don’t want to be difficult, do you?”
Teddy frowned and felt the urge to spit at him. But instead she noticed how he was standing up on the little ledge of the bar, just a few inches off the ground. Cockily, he balanced on one leg, presumably to make up for the inches he lacked.
So the little girl grinned and just as he was telling Ada about all the things he had and could offer her, Teddy walked up to him and kicked him in the back of his knees. At once, he lost his balance and his legs buckled. And in one swift motion, he collapsed onto the bar and then fell flat on his arse.
The pub erupted in laughter.
Teddy joined in, but only got to celebrate her triumph for a few seconds. The man became furious and grabbed her, raising his hand to strike her. But before he could, Ada had grabbed a bottle and smashed it over his head. Afterwards, she calmly brushed the glass off her own coat and bit, “Now, piss off.”
“Yeah!” Teddy added, “Piss off!”
Ada looked down at her and grabbed her hand. She didn’t feel like waiting for what was to happen next, so she marched her little sister out of the pub.
Outside, neither said a word for a long time. Eventually, Ada was the first one to speak, “Would you mind explain what the bloody hell that was?”
Teddy shrugged, a little winded from having to run after Ada in her four inch heels, “I thought he was a bad man, so I didn’t want him to talk to you.”
Ada looked down at her strange little sister and felt a sudden surge of love for her, “He was a bad man. And I didn’t want him to talk to me.”
“Why?”
“Teddy… there are some good men out there…”
“Are there?”
“…but most of them are just bastards.”
Teddy pondered on that for a second, “How do you know which one is the not-bastard?”
Ada smiled, “Well, apparently, you already do. This one was not one of them.”
“So, you’re not mad at me for kicking him?” She tried carefully.
“Mad?” She laughed, “I thought it was bloody brilliant!”
Teddy smiled back up at Ada, beaming with pride.
“Thank you, Teddy, because for a moment, I did get scared.”
“I can come with you all the time, if you like!” her little sister quipped happily, “Keep watch for you?”
“That won’t be necessary, sweetheart, but I appreciate the offer.”
Casting her eyes down again, “Yeah, I know you don’t want me around…”
And quite abruptly, Ada stopped her in the streets, “Now wait a second, you strange little…” she quickly swallowed her words, “Teddy. Just because I don’t always like you, doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Do you understand?”
“No. That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Maybe not,” Ada marched on again and Teddy once again struggled to keep up, “but it will as soon as you find your own not-bastard!”
Teddy looked a little too pensive for Ada’s liking, so she said in her version of being comforting, “I’ll look out for you too and kick any man that gets to close, don’t worry.”
“What happened to you two?” Polly demanded, as her two nieces walked through the door.
“Nothing,” they both replied in unison.
Thomas looked from one to the other, “Tell me what happened.”
“We told you, Thomas, nothing happened,” Ada replied airily, while taking off her gloves.
“Teddy, you fucking tell me now.”
But even Teddy didn’t crumble under her brother’s piercing eyes this time. Instead, she looked up to Ada and said, “It’s nothing, Tommy. Just women’s business. Nothing for you to worry about.” She was now directly quoting her other female role model and Polly had no choice but to bend her head to hide her smile.
Ada smiled back at Teddy and left the room, with her little sister in tow.
“What the fuck was that?” Tommy sighed.
Polly replied, not without some smugness, “I believe that was a sisterly bond in action.”
“Should I be worried?”
“Yes.”
“Fucking hell,” he breathed, as he lit another cigarette.
Polly turned around to continue her work, “You’re outnumbered now, Thomas!”
Tommy tried to make a dismissive hand gesture, “There’s four of us, only two of them.”
“Yes, but they’re women, sweetheart, and women count for at least two men. Besides, they’re together now.”
This was all too much for the great leader of the Peaky Blinders to understand. There were some things, ‘women’s business’ as Teddy so elegantly had put it, that he tried to steer clear of. Still, he felt a pang of sadness over his little sister growing up. Maybe he was losing her.
“You won’t,” his aunt read his mind, “but you can’t protect her forever either.”
“If I can’t, who will?”
Polly smiled gently, “We will.”
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#peaky blinders#sister shelby#teddy shelby#Tommy Shelby#peaky blinders imagine#peaky blinders fluff#peaky blinders season 1#Ada Shelby#shelby!sister#sister!shelby#the Shelby clan#ada thorne#Thomas Shelby#peaky blinders headcanon#peaky blinders fanfic#peaky#a sisterly bond
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The Story of Minglan
I am at the midpoint of this drama! Yay! 🤗
And Tingye is still fucking off to who knows where and not getting on with making Minglan his wife 🤬🤬 My guy, please hurry! There are at least two spineless invertebrates still milling around, trying to make a mess of her life, and if you don't come back soon, I'm sure even more pests will crawl out of the woodwork. Ew.
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An understatement 🤣🤣
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Aww, baby no 😢
This is what happens when you have immature parents who have shit for brains. Shen Hong's playing favourites and neglecting all his children except Molan left them feeling so unworthy and unloved. And Wang Ruofu, bless her, does love Rulan to the best of her ability, but she is so superficial, materialistic and simply not smart, so Rulan grew up feeling that her love was conditional.
But this sisterly bonding is nice. They could be such good friends and allies!
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LMAO, I, for one, am looking forward to seeing her head explode 🤯🤯
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Girl. There is no man alive worth jumping into the abyss for.
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THE AUDACITY OF THESE PEOPLE, I CANNOT.
This is such nonsensical, shameless, manipulative bullshit.
YOU TAKE IN COUSIN CAO.
YOU FEED HER.
YOU CLOTHE HER.
FUCK THE WHOLE LOT OF YOU.
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OH HELL NO.
She just wants to get Minglan away from Granny because she thinks a sixteen-year-old will be easier to manipulate when she's alone!
I hate these people with a burning passion 🤬🤬
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BITCH. DIE.
I thought I couldn't hate anyone more than Princess Pingning and then these wretches came along to prove me wrong 🤬🤬
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FUCK ALL THE WAY OFF
TO QUOTE MY FAVOURITE QUOTE:
Fuck off. Then keep fucking off. Keep fucking off until you get to a gate with a sign saying "you can’t fuck off past here" climb over the gate, dream the impossible dream, and keep fucking off forever.
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LMAO, it took her a whole five minutes to drop the mask 😂
RUN, MINGLAN, RUN!!
Granny Sheng made the wrong judgment call, these are not good people and you will not be happy here.
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OK, I have to give credit where credit is due.
He seems like a good guy. A little bit spineless, but he's working hard to grow one.
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I am beyond fed up with these people.
THEN HURRY UP AND DIE.
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MTE, Granny 😠
She has been disrespected enough.
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Yeah, she just ruined your marriage prospects.
Enjoy!
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I see Molan is reaping the benefits of her splendid marriage.
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The fucking nerve of these Cao people.
Not only is Cousin Cao a convicted criminal, she was also married already to whomever and is now infertile because the main wife poisoned her. And this is who they ruined He Hongwen's engagement to the most perfect woman for? THE NERVE!!
In any case, good for Big Madam. I am on the side of every main wife who poisons her husband's mistress whom she is forced to take into her own damn house for whatever reason.
Also, I laughed when he said she tried to kill herself but of course they "saved her" 🤣🤣 OF COURSE THEY DID!!
Fuck manipulators.
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tumblr just keeps gifting me these posts i'm so fed up with this hellsite. anyway, as always, spop fans keep missing the point.
i'd like to know your thoughts on this entire post but i'm more amused by the second paragraph. "ignore actual canon"? what actual canon are they talking about? the official character sheets that called adora and catra sisters? the ¾ths of the show that established an intense toxic sibling dynamic between these two? the fact that some of the cast themselves described adora's and catra's relationship as a "sisterly bond"? lmao.
LMAOOOO oh my fucking god.
OP rlly said "it's not ableism if the disabled person is shitty". What the actual fuck. That's like saying that purposefully misgendering a shitty person who happens to be trans/nb is okay. But we should all know in the year of 2024 that it's not.
The sisterly C//A paragraph is beyond me. For one, C//A stans do accept that Shadow Weaver raised Catra and Adora. Their entire conflict is rooted in the golden child x scapegoat dynamic, mostly present in sibling relationships. SW isn't just a shitty teacher or master, she's their MOTHER. Catra fights for SW's affection and the lack of it deeply affected her. Hell, stans will make "mommy issues" jokes with both Catra and Adora, and yet they will get so pissed when we say "so you admit they're sisters". And since stans don't have any valid arguments, they will just call us lesbophobes.
Hate to quote a Marvel meme but me every time I see a SPOP stan saying shit like this: "oh so we're using our made up SPOP now".
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Delicate, Chapter Five: Party in the USA…at Potter Manor? (Narcissa’s Version)
second half of the party!! narcissa+reg bonding, sisterly problems, messy alicissa! hope you like it <3
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When at a party there are many old friends one hasn’t seen in ages, the risk is getting stuck in a tumultuous cycle of recognition, surprise, light chitchat and (empty) promises of keeping in touch. This is the mechanism that led Narcissa to lose Mary after barely fifteen minutes into the Potter’s house, or, more precisely, their royal castle. And mind you, Narcissa was used to big, luxurious houses.
She had just caught a glimpse of Mary, sitting on a sofa in the corner of the living room between Zabini’s girl and Marlene McKinnon, when she got up and went to the kitchen with the blonde and Lily.
Considering everything, the kitchen was still forbidden territory, and Narcissa wasn’t going to risk another encounter with Alice in front of everyone so soon.
One good thing about the whole small-talk-with-acquaintances routine was that it required incredible memory and ability to make plausible shit up to keep the conversations going, and the mental exercise was hard enough for Narcissa to not focus on the raging burning of all her blood vessels caused by her lovely ex-schoolmate (schoolmate? Who was she kidding?) that, for the record, happened almost two hours earlier. If Narcissa stopped babbling to strangers, she’d have to face the fact she was being blatantly ignored by Alice.
How fucking dare she.
Narcissa was ready for a fight.
She had never been an optimistic person, so she hadn’t hoped for a pacific reunion with Alice, but this childish indifference was beyond what she could allow. She could say it’s because they’re both adults, and needed to face their problems like such, but really, Narcissa just hated being ignored.
By Alice.
Especially by Alice.
Maybe because she was the first one to see her when everyone else was just looking. Beyond the snotty attitude, the prestigious family, the posh accent, Alice saw something Narcissa didn’t even know was there.
Okay, so maybe Alice hated her. Fine, Narcissa couldn’t blame her, but the silent treatment? Really? After everything?
The lack of people to talk to was slowly leaving Narcissa to her own thoughts, which was evidently not a good sign.
She needed a distraction. Drama. Theatrics.
It was time to say hello to her beloved cousins.
“Is there space for me?” she asked, standing in front of the sofa where Dorcas, Sirius, James and Peter were lounging, the girl mildly enraged, the three boys pleasurably sloshed.
Sirius’ eyes lit up, and he immediately made a show of getting up, arms wide, and hugged her tightly. Narcissa reciprocated awkwardly: the last time she saw Sirius, she was still working with her parents, and her cousin had always been resentful of her, blatantly preferring Andromeda’s company. Narcissa guessed he was more mad at their family’s business rather than her personally, so maybe he was being so friendly because she had left.
Or because of the alcohol.
“Took you long enough! We missed you, Cissaaaaa~”
Probably because of the alcohol.
“I missed you, too Sirius,” she patted his shoulder, breaking the hug.
She sat between him and Dorcas, and smirked at Regulus, on the armchair in front of her.
“How’s your girlfriend, Reggie?” she taunted him, glancing the girl asleep at his feet.
“Get lost,” he answered, but a smile was tugging at the corner of his lips.
“How’s yours?”
“Oh, fuck off,” she groaned.
One summer, years before, Regulus had walked in on Narcissa pacing her room like mad, losing her mind over a letter Alice had sent her at the end of the school year (because of course she liked that sort of thing, messages or emails were too banal for her, the romantic sod). Everything had been meticulously organized, the delivery kept secret from her parents, and then Narcissa had been caught by her little cousin because she couldn’t be normal about a letter from her ‘friend’.
She had thrown everything in a drawer and sat on her bed, Regulus following suit.
“What’s wrong, Cissa?”
“Nothing, Reggie, I just received a letter from a friend-“
“A letter?” he asked, eyes wide. At this day and age?
“Yes, well…” she laughed, embarrassed, “She’s a bit old-fashioned.” (She was absolutely not.) “Did you need anything?”
But Regulus kept quiet, staring at his lap.
“Did you know some male celebrities had relationships with other males?”
Oh, Narcissa was going to be sick.
“It goes for other males, too, not just celebrities,” he clarified, his cheeks getting as red as apples.
“Wh-Who told you about this?” Narcissa asked, trying to sound as neutral as possible and probably failing. Their family wasn’t progressive at all, and Regulus wasn’t much more than a kid, so she wanted to know if he was genuinely curious about the matter or if he was about to unknowingly insult her.
“I can’t say!” He exclaimed, panicked.
Sirius, then.
“Okay…How do you feel about it?” she tried, still as diplomatically as possible.
“I don’t know…I know Mother and Father are against it, but I’m not sure why. I don’t think it’s a bad thing, though. Personally,” he raised his palms almost as an excuse, “I’ve never been in love.”
Narcissa couldn’t help but chuckle at Regulus’ self-assigned distance from the matter. “But art often portrays love, and it comes in many different ways,” he continued, innocently. “So it’s not that weird if it’s shared between two people of the same sex?”
“Seems to me like you have it figured out,” she commented, smiling softly. “They don’t do anything wrong,” ‘We aren’t doing anything wrong’ “But I have to warn you, your parents will disagree.”
Regulus nodded. “I’ll keep my mouth shut with them.”
How sad. How incredibly, inevitably sad.
Narcissa was a lot like him: a spirit of preservation stronger than her morals. That’s what made the two of them so different from Andromeda and Sirius, who’d prefer a clear conscience and bloody wounds, rather than the safety that hypocrisy could offer them.
“Who was the letter from?” Regulus asked.
“Told you, just a friend from school.”
“Who got you walking around your bedroom like the Phantom at the Opera,” he countered raising a dark eyebrow.
Oh, he was going to grow into an insufferable teen. She couldn’t wait.
But now, Narcissa had two options: completely ignore the whole talk they had just had and deny everything (safe, hypocritical), or admit-
“You have a crush on her.”
Fuck it.
Narcissa told him everything. From her encounter with Alice, to the interest disguised as repulsion, to the sweet, lovey dovey details that made Regulus scrunch his nose in childish disgust. And when she spoke, Narcissa realised with stupor that the words took shapes and colours she wasn’t aware they could.
Narcissa was capable beauty of her own creation.
Then, years later, Regulus causally came to her room one day complaining about a boy he was seeing like it was nothing, and it made her heart warm. They had created a safe space that survived even after Sirius ran away, dying only when Regulus himself left, a few years later. The two of them kept in touch after her own escape, but they didn’t talk as much as they used to.
“You like girls?” Sirius asked shocked, bringing her back to reality. Regulus bursted into laughter.
“I’ve been out for years, Sirius,” Narcissa answered flatly.
“You’ve never had an official girlfriend, I couldn’t be sure!”
“Oh my God, Sirius, don’t be homophobic!” Peter swatted him in the head.
“So you’re the Narcissa Black,” called a voice from her left, and she had to lean over Dorcas (“I’m sorry love, you’re gorgeous by the way”) to see that it belonged to a handsome young man sitting on the ground. She wondered how such a tall person could almost hide behind the armrest of a sofa.
“The one and only. And you are?”
“Remus Lupin. I’m Peter’s bassist. It’s an honour to meet you,” he shook her hand.
“You look dangerous, Lupin. It’s charming.”
“Hands off, Cissa,” said Regulus, “Sirius already called dibs on him.”
“When did you learn to be such a asshole?” his brother replied, rolling his eyes.
“It was for a role,” Regulus answered, buried in the leather armchair.
“I’m not interested, just stating a fact.” Narcissa shrugged.
“Besides, if Sirius had to be jealous of anyone here, it should be me,” stated Peter smugly, “Since I’ve already kissed Remus. On the mouth. During a live show.”
“I’m not jealous of anyone,” protested Sirius. Liar. He was seething.
“Anything to say, Remus?” intervened James.
“Peter kisses all his friends, it’s a rite of passage. Even you and Sirius did it, he told me,” Remus replied nonchalantly.
“Enough with the petty fighting,” said Dorcas. “James, Sirius. Weren’t you going to recreate that one scene from Dirty Dancing?”
Oh, what had Narcissa walked into?
“Sirius.”
“James.”
“If I have to be subjected to that one more time,” commented Peter, “I’ll have to get more champagne. Excuse me-”
He got up while Sirius and James started making space around them. Dorcas pulled out her phone and exchanged seats with Regulus for a better view.
“It’s not much of a show,” he whispered, next to her. “They’re just being idiots.”
“Try sounding less fond, when you say it.”
“I’m not fond.”
“Mhm. It’s good to see you don’t hate Potter anymore,” she commented.
“I never hated him. But that doesn’t mean that I can stand the guy.” A bit confused, her little Reggie, but Narcissa didn’t pry.
The whole room was watching Sirius and James being embarrassments to themselves, drunkenly spinning around the room and shaking their heads while singing. They had learnt the choreography well, though, if they could perform it in that state.
“Sirius is playing Baby?” asked Remus.
“Potter has enough strength in his arms to hold him for the final move,” Regulus explained, like he had seen this show a thousand times.
“What would you know about Potter’s arms?” Narcissa teased.
“I saw the attempts with the roles reversed. I’m surprised Potter didn’t end up at the hospital with a concussion.”
Everyone was still watching Sirius and James dancing when Peter came back. He had brought a glass of champagne for Regulus, too.
“Oh, we’re almost done,” he commented, sitting next to Narcissa.
“Apparently. Did you go to the kitchen to get those?” she asked.
“No, I picked them from a trail. Do you want one?”
“No, thank you,” I just wanted to know where the fuck is Alice Fortescue. “Mary and Lily are still there, right?”
“Alice too, I think,” commented Regulus glancing at her. Telepathic little shit.
And that’s when Sirius threw himself at James: a couple of screamed curses were involved and the form wasn’t at all perfect, but everyone felt the need to applaude the performance. The two clowns even bowed, showering in the attention.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, Narcissa finally saw Mary and Lily leaving the kitchen, arm in arm. Smiling. Looking all sweet and cute. If that was the direction things were taking, well…it was time to have a little chat with Evans.
Just as she was getting up from the sofa, though, Regulus grabbed her wrist.
“I wanted to tell you something, Cissa,” he whispered, serious, “It’s about Bella.”
Narcissa immediately sat down.
“She’s getting married. Soon. They’ve tried to keep it hidden, but rumours spread fast.”
Narcissa’s head was suddenly spinning like a top. Bella always said she’d never marry, and yes, they were still young when they used to talk about marriages and growing up, but…she would have invited her sister, right? It couldn’t be true.
“Are you sure? Rumours are rumours.”
“I have reasons to believe it’s true. I just thought you deserved to know.”
“When’s the wedding?”
“No clue. Are you thinking of sneaking in?”
Narcissa bit her lip. “I’m considering it?”
Regulus stared in silence, but she knew he wasn’t judging her: he probably would do the same, in her place.
“I have to go, now,” said Narcissa, noticing Mary and Lily getting closer. “Thank you for telling me.”
Regulus nodded, and she could hear him making a snarky comment at his brother as she walked towards the girls.
“Mary! I thought I had lost you forever!” Narcissa put her hands on her hips like a disappointed mother.
“Same here, this house is huge,” Mary smiled, offering her a glass. “Apple juice?”
“Aw, thank you, darling. Were you in the kitchen?”
“Yes, Lily and I wanted a drink.”
Narcissa didn’t have to say a word, because Mary apparently read her mind and stealthily shook her head. So Alice wasn’t there, then. Where the fuck was she?
Lily watched the exchange, sipping from her own cup.
“Lily, I wanted to have a little chat with you, alone,” smiled Narcissa, “To get to know each other.”
Mary sensed danger, Narcissa could tell .
“I really like her, Cissa,” she warned, “And I think we can become really good friends. So don’t scare her.” Mary added in a whisper, and it made Narcissa smile even more devilishly.
“I won’t. Thanks for the juice.”
Mary narrowed her eyes, then threw a look at Lily, who seemed pretty calm, and walked towards the sofa.
“Okay, Evans, what’s your deal with my Mary?”
“Straight to the point, I see,” Lily commented, taken aback. “Your Mary?”
“She’s like a sister to me. So?”
“I want to get to know her, hopefully become her friend, eventually write a song with her,” Lily listed without hesitation.
“Huh, so your priorities changed, then,” Narcissa raised an eyebrow, “I thought the collaboration was your main goal.”
“Before we properly start writing together I wanted to get to know her.” she replied, quick. She really had her answers ready, Narcissa could appreciate that. She had to catch her off guard.
“…Do you like women?”
“I-What?” Lily faltered, her face becoming as red as a tomato. “I-I don’t…I don’t. I’ve always been with men.”
“That doesn’t mean shit, you know.” Narcissa commented, satisfied to have caught Lily by surprise.
“Yes, of course…” she replied, apparently finding the tip of her shoes incredibly interesting. “Does…does Mary like women?”
Narcissa looked at her, not answering immediately to see how Lily handled the suspence. Answer: pitifully.
“I dunno, go ask her,” she shrugged.
“I can’t just go up to her ask if she likes women!”
“Why not? I just did.”
Lily pressed her lips, clearly flustered, and they held eye contact for a while.
“Okay, you seem harmless enough. The interrogation is over.”
Lily sighed in relief, and took a sip of her drink.
“…So, what‘s your deal with Alice?” she asked, breaking the silence. Narcissa tensed.
She could tell her everything. She had the chance to be the childish one, making Alice seem like a bad friend for hiding their relationship to her friend. A taste of sweet, sweet revenge.
“If Alice didn’t tell you anything, I’ll keep my own mouth shut,” she said instead.
“Fair,” Lily shrugged. “Can’t say I didn’t try.”
They looked around, pretending to ignore the rising awkwardness.
“Thank you for coming,” started Lily, “I already told Mary, but coming here represents a risk for both of you. So thank you, I appreciate it.”
“You don’t have to thank me, Lily,” Narcissa softened. “You were there for Sirius when he ran from home, and then for Regulus, too. I know it wasn’t only you who helped them, but you have my respect.”
“So, you don’t care you’ve voluntarily walked into the snake’s nest?” Lily joked humourlessly.
“Darling, I live with a snake. My house literally qualifies as a snake nest.” Narcissa replied, rolling her eyes.
“You…What?”
Narcissa smiled at the surprise on her face. “Follow me, I’ll show you.”
She led Lily to her car, that thankfully wasn’t too far, ranting about how she had a whole fight with Mary about bringing the snake that night. In the end, Narcissa had won: a mother can’t just leave her daughter alone at home, and going out was good for development. Mary argued that snakes didn’t grow like human babies, but she had given in.
They had left the tank in the passenger’s seat, and when Narcissa pulled out Bunny, she immediately found her place around her forearm, small head resting on her palm. Lily was staring at the reptile, mouth wide open.
“Bunny, this is Lily Evans. She’s Mummy’s friend.”
“This is Bunny?” she replied, amazed. “Can I hold her? Please?”
“Oh. Mary freaked out the first time I showed her, and Amelia threw me a shoe. Here, take her,” Narcissa gently held Bunny. “Aren’t you scared?”
“I love her. It’s hard to find it insulting when people call me a snake, looking at her,” Lily said mindlessly, watching the snake carefully as she slithered up her arm. “It tickles!” she giggled, like a kid petting a dog for the first time.
Narcissa let her play with Bunny for a bit.
The streets were almost empty, the air cold, and the sky didn’t get much darker than this. Soon they’d have to go home, and she still hadn’t talked to Alice. How frustrating.
“I know what they say about you, Evans.” Narcissa commented. Lily gave her her full attention, Bunny now drifting unsupervised around her fingers.
“…And?”
“Honestly, I think they’re scared of you. You are friends with two prodigies of the Black family: they couldn’t manage to overshadow Sirius and Regulus’ success, and now that even I left almost unscathed, I think they’re scared of more of their actors and singers doing the same,” Narcissa explained. She had started formulating that hypothesis when the youngest Black started his own career: the beginning of the downfall wasn’t him leaving, but him not needing his family to succeed, and Narcissa was further proof of that.
“Our family couldn’t go against Potter, the main reason Sirius left, because of his parents, but you were unlucky, getting involved in that ordeal with Severus, so you’re an easy target. They want to take you down, and the brothers with you.“
“What do you think I should do, then?” Lily asked, sincerely. Now, five years weren’t that much of an age difference, but to Narcissa Lily was looking a lot like a lost puppy at the moment, and she was holding her precious Bunny oh so tenderly…she felt the need to help her.
“Make them pay. Give them a reason to be scared. I bet Sirius and Regulus would gladly help you with that,” she answered, taking Bunny from Lily’s arms.
“We were all so relieved, when Regulus ran away,” Lily said, as Narcissa put Bunny back in her tank and locked her car.
“I have to ask those two about the details. You should’ve seen Regulus when Sirius left, I thought they’d never speak to each other again,” Narcissa sighed.
“Their relationship was frail, at first. But in the end they sort of made up.” Lily offered, and Narcissa had the feeling she wouldn’t get much more info from her. It was a personal matter, after all, and Narcissa doubted Lily herself knew much more.
“And they did it by what, talking?” Narcissa joked.
Lily nodded, and Narcissa’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Are you se…kidding me?” Lily shook her head.
“Those two talked?” Nod.
“About their feelings?” Another nod.
“Sober?” …Reluctant head shake.
“Listen, I was as surprised as you are-“
“Surprised!” Narcissa let her back rest against the cold car door.
“If they can do it, why can’t I?” She exclaimed, frustrated.
“I know!” Lily agreed, standing next to her with her arms crossed. They both acknowledged their slip ups quickly, and shut their mouths.
“What, do you also have sibling issues?” Narcissa smirked.
“A sister that pretends I don’t exist,” Lily said, facing the house. The gold lights and the wind made her hair glow like wildfire. “She’s pregnant. And I found out through a fucking Facebook post.”
Narcissa hissed. “Ouch. Well, at least you have only one sister to worry about: I was too high to crash my niece’s baby shower but hey, maybe I can make it to my other sister’s wedding.”
“Well, better late than never. If you crash the wedding I’ll crash my sister’s kid’s baby shower,” Lily replied, and they both chuckled. Yeah, Narcissa liked her.
“…Shall we go back inside?” said Lily.
“Please, I’m freezing. I can’t feel my toes and I don’t know if it’s the heels, or the cold.”
As soon as they stepped back into the warm house, Narcissa decided she wasn’t going to waste any more time.
“Listen, Lily…Do you happen to know where Alice is?” she tried.
“Oh…” Lily replied, “I don’t know. Really. Marlene went looking for her some time ago, maybe try asking her.”
“Okay, thank you,” Narcissa nodded, already searching the room for a blond mullet. “But tell Mary I didn’t traumatise you, or it’ll be a dreadful ride home.”
“I will,” Lily laughed. “Good luck.”
Narcissa found Marlene, but she was too loyal (and hammered) to give Alice’s precise location, so Narcissa had to search the whole house, room by room. She found that Longbottom guy Alice was friends with, but even his lips stayed sealed, and Narcissa damned Alice for having such good friends. She was halfway into exploring the second floor when she finally found her.
Alice was lying in a bed of dark guest room, an empty bottle of vodka by her side. Her short curls were dark against white pillow, and she was wearing a black suit, white shirt and a waist coat, the jacket discarded on the sheets. She looked tired, but apparently she had had the decency to take off her shoes before laying on the bed. When she saw Narcissa, she had the audacity to groan.
She fucking groaned.
To Narcissa’s face.
“Hello to you, too.” Narcissa said, venomous, standing in the doorway’s yellowish light. Alice glared at her, still not speaking a word. Narcissa physically needed to hear her voice. At least once, after so many years. Or she was going to explode.
She walked into the room, Alice’s eyes on her, and stood in front of her.
“Are you not going to say anything?”
“I have nothing to say to you.” Alice replied.
Oh, her voice. Her voice. Give her the most offensive, atrocious words, but please, please don’t keep Alice’s voice away from her.
“Amazing. Because I have a lot to say.”
Alice stood up, making Narcissa retreat just a step. She had gotten taller, Narcissa had to slightly lift her chin to look at her in the eye, even with heels on. She tried not to think too much about it.
“Speak, then. I can’t promise I’ll listen,” Alice smelled of alcohol, but she looked as sober as ever. She had never been a light weight, even at parties during their school years Narcissa was always the one getting dragged back to their dorm. In Alice’s arms. Arms that were so close she could just reach out and-
“That’s exactly the problem, Fortescue,” replied Narcissa, snapping back to reality. Alice’s eyebrow shot up at the last name. God, Narcissa hadn’t used it since their first weeks as roommates, but it still rolled off her tongue like a deadly curse.
“You can yell, scream, hate me all you want, but don’t ignore me. I won’t accept it.”
Alice blinked, and then laughed bitterly. “Oh, so the princess can disappear for a decade, but when I ignore her then that’s unacceptable? Don’t be a fucking hypocrite, Black,” she said, all bite, and Narcissa had never been happier of someone being mad at her.
“You broke my heart, ran away with the pieces, and vanished. I didn’t hear from you for years, and then you come back into my life, expecting what? Me, waiting with open arms?” Alice never shouted when she was mad, her words became more and more settled and firm, like slaps to the face that progressively got stronger.
She was close, really close, close enough Narcissa could smell a hint of cinnamon under all the drunkenness. She didn’t move an inch, couldn’t move even if she wanted to.
“This doesn’t seem like nothing to say,” commented Narcissa, snarky, because she couldn’t help it, not with Alice so close, the closest they’ve been since they were at school.
“Oh, fuck you,” Alice groaned, turning away, but Narcissa grabbed her by the collar of her shirt.
“No, fuck you. I came here to apologise, but you want to act all childish-“
“Childish?”
“Let me finish!” Narcissa shouted, then angry silence settled between them. Narcissa let go of Alice’s shirt, now all crumpled.
“Have you listened to any of my songs?” Narcissa asked, more quietly.
“No, I’ve made a good job at avoiding you, in the last ten years.”
“Well,” she snapped, trying to ignore the angry ringing in her ears. “I’m performing, next Friday. It’s a live show, and I want you to watch me.”
“You can’t make me-“
“Watch me fucking sing, Alice, or I promise I’ll haunt you like a ghost. Every. Step. You. Take. And you won’t be able to ignore me.” Narcissa punctuated, tapping her finger on Alice’s tie. “I’m not asking you to like me, or talk to me. Just to listen.”
They were glaring at each other, but Alice’s brown eyes caught the light in a way that made them glow like bonfires, mysterious craters on the surface of a far away planet, and the freckles on her face were still exactly where they were supposed to, a map imprinted in her memory, and Narcissa had forgotten she was supposed to be glaring at her.
“…Fine. But take your hands off of me,” Alice swatted her hand away, but Narcissa was satisfied, both because Alice had given in and because her voice was almost soft, if she listened carefully. Or if she was delusional enough.
“Good. It’s time for me to go. By the way, you look stupid in that suit,” Narcissa lied.
“You love women in suits,” countered Alice, smirking because she knew it was the truth.
“On you, it’s repulsive,” Narcissa shrugged.
“Repulsive is that green you’re wearing. It’s not really your colour, Cissa.”
“Green is my colour, always has been and you know it, you lying-“
“If no article of clothing is coming off, I’m escorting Narcissa to the door,” interrupted Lily, standing behind them, with Mary next to her trying to suppress her laughter.
“My heels are the only thing I’m taking off,” said Narcissa, walking towards them, her mind repeating that last ‘Cissa’ like a broken record. “Let’s go.”
Narcissa didn’t look at Alice while walking away. They had never been good at goodbyes, and if they didn’t even consider saying it when they thought they would see each other for the last time, why would they start now?
Goodbye, for them, was a promise bound to be broken.
#tagging ppl later bc i’m sleep deprived sorry 🫶#anyways#fic: delicate#marylily#nobleflower#marylily fic#nobleflower fic#narcissa black#alice fortescue#mary macdonald#lily evans#regulus black#sirius black#black sisters#black brothers#marauders#marauders era#alicissa#rebel flower#mary x lily#lily x mary#narcissa x alice#alice x narcissa
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↠ SJM Fanfic Masterlist
Below you will find all my SJM fanfic linked!
Thanks for reading and enjoy :) | PLEASE NOTE: All fanfic has been updated and uploaded to @lucienarcheron my main blog!
🌹 A Court of Thorns and Roses
🦊🌸 Elain Archeron x Lucien Vanserra [ Elucien ]
Bouquet Full of Loathing
Rated SFW | Fluff & Humor
Flower Shop Modern AU - Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says, “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?” |
Bouquet Full of Love
Rated SFW | Fluff & Humor
Elain visits Lucien at work, new bouquet in hand.
The Sun
Rated SFW | Fluff/Angst
Elain has a nightmare and turns to her mate for soothing.
No Place I'd Rather Be
Rated SFW | Fluff with a smidge of angst.
Elain's visions giving her nightmares that can only be soothed by one person.
A Light Against the Darkness
Rated SFW | Angst/fluff
Lucien battles his own nightmares with Elain there to soothe him.
Forget Me Not
Rated SFW | Fluff
Drunk Elain and her shenanigans.
Boys Night Out
Rated SFW | Humor & fluff
Drunk Lucien and his shenanigans. – companion to Forget Me Not.
Sleeping Beauty
Rated NSFW-ish | Fluff
‘Wake me up’ kisses because foxboy and flower girl can't help themselves.
A Fox and a Flower Crown
Rated NSFW-ish | Fluff + Humor
Elain has a vision and it, uh, has her feeling all types of ways.
Tales of the Fox & the Fawn
A series of short snippets to fill my Elucien heart.
Around the World - Part 1 | Part 2 | Bonus
Rated NSFW | Prostitute/Client AU for laughs.
An Unexpected Visit
Rated SFW | Fluff
Drunk Lucien visits Elain at an inappropriate hour.
Quiet Thunder - Part 1 | Part 2
Rated SFW | Angst |
Lucien expresses his frustrations to Elain. Elain follows up.
Morning Pranks
Rated SFW | Fluff.
First Kisses
Rated SFW | Fluff.
Instincts - Part 1 | Part 2
Rated SFW
Lucien follows his instincts when it comes to Elain. It's the start of something new.
Frenzy
Rated NSFW
Elain and Lucien like to spend their yearly mating anniversary fully wrapped in each other, sinking into a frenzy.
A Simple Request
Rated NSFW-ish.
A still shy Elain finds a different way to tell her mate what she wants.
Inspiration
Rated NSFW | Modern AU
Aspiring writer Elain Archeron is looking for some inspiration for her new novel when she happens to meet the perfect man for the job.
Oh, What a Night (Elucien + Nessian)Rated SFW | Fluff
Nesta and Elain’s first Starfall, the two celebrating it in different ways.
Drabbles
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🍂 Eris Vanserra
Spirit Meets the Bones
Rated M | Eris x Iris (OC) | Drama & Romance
An arranged marriage brought them together and beneath all the hate, the two are more alike than they’d like to be.
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✨🖌Feyre Archeron x Rhysand [ Feysand ]
Big Baby
Rated SFW | Humor & fluff | Modern AU
Rhys gets drunk at the bar and calls Feyre to rant about how much he loves her.
All It Takes is A Wingman
Rated SFW | Humor & Fluff | Modern AU
‘Hey I’m sorry to bother you but I’m trying to convince my friends I’m a sex god so can you please write a fake number on this napkin for me real quick’
Do the Do
Rated SFW | Rhysand x Reader (but really it’s Feyre) | Fluff & Humor
Rhysand taking care of your ridiculously drunk self.
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⚔️🔥 Nesta Archeron x Cassian [ Nessian ]
Bouquet Full of Lust (ft. Elucien)
Rated SFW | Fluff & Humor
Nesta gets a little taste of sisterly revenge. | Read after Bouquet Full of Love and Bouquet Full of Love
Oh, What a Night (Nessian + Elucien)
Rated SFW | Fluff
Nesta and Elain’s first Starfall, the two celebrating it in different ways.
Banned by the Boss
Rated SFW | Fluff & Humor
Nesta pulls a mama bear move and bans both mating bonds of her sisters.
Till the Darkness Dies
Rated SFW | Angst and fluff
Nesta’s battle against her inner demons.
Butter My Muffin
Rated SFW | Fluff
Nesta being a very soft girlfriend in private with Cassian combined with how I picture Drunk!Nesta.
Protect & Serve
Rated SFW | Fluff
Nesta has a nightmare and just wants to make sure Cassian is okay.
My Remedy
Rated SFW | Fluff
Cassian helps Nesta overcome her fear of the bathtub.
Change of Pace
Rated Steamy | Modern AU
“I chickened out of sex ages ago and you haven’t brought it up since but now I really want it, but I'm terrible at communication, so let me just strip shirtless/model lingerie for you until you snap”
Weakness
Rated SFW | Steamy fluff
Cassian does love his mate.
My Curse to Bear
Rated SFW | Steamy fluff | Modern AU
Based on the prompt “Matching couple shirts that say “bearer of the curse” on one of them and, “the curse” on the other”
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⚫️ Azriel
Choices - [ Gwynriel ]
Rated NSFW-ish.
Gwyn makes choices for her happiness.
An Ember Among the Shadows
Rated PG-13/M | Azriel x Lucy (OC) | Drama and romance
A sibling reunion, new friendships forged, and a possible attempt at finding love. A story about our favorite Shadowsinger. | DISCONTINUED.
A Not So Secret Affair
Rated SFW | Azriel x Reader |
Azriel slipping up about his not-so-secret love.
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💥Crackship: Feyrhycien (Feyre x Rhys x Lucien)
Ice Cream Delights
Rated: SFW | Modern AU
“God damnit, now all I can think about right now is you licking my cock like it’s that ice cream cone.”
Barbie & Her Two Kens
Rated SFW | Modern AU
Bored/Drunk Feyre bothering her boys
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👑 Throne of Glass
Boner for You - Elide & Lorcan [ Elorcan ]
Rated SFW | Humor & fluff
Fake Dating AU where Lorcan just wants Elide to be his girlfriend for a party and Elide wants to pretend she isn’t thrilled about it.
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✨ Tumblr Prompts ( ACOTAR & TOG )
Masterlist
#elucien#feysand#nessian#gwynriel#elain archeron#feyre archeron#nesta archeron#cassian#rhysand#azriel#acotar fanfics#elide lochan#lorcan salvaterre#elorcan#elucien fanfics#feysand fanfics#nessian fanfics#tog fanfic#myfic#updated masterlist.#wanted to post a new one to pin it!
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This is Henry Miller from your one and only Creativiart Sys from discord, well I do wanna ask, What would Dee and Sisi's relationship be if they were somehow living in the same universe or if they met each other in some way? I just need some form of something to read.
HIII HENRY!! I tried to write an actually detailed answer to this but I accidentally clicked a notification and lost all of it. but to sum it up I feel like they would get along really well!!! yk I hc sisi to be RCG and I hate the headcanon that she’s like a mom/older sister to the other kids bc it goes COMPLETELY against my Sisi headcanons (that she was basically forced to be otto’s primary caretaker as their parents dgaf, I don’t think she would like to be the same to the rest of the kids) BUT I do think they would be sisterly in the silly average sibling antics way rather than the older sibling taking care of the younger sibling way iykwim
also they could bond over their fucked up relationships with their brothers
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Yelena/Bucky
I have to admit something.
I don’t know if anyone else is like me and simultaneously loves and hates Bucklena, or as I will refer to them in this post Yucky.
I dislike this pairing for numerous reasons. Reasons such as: Bucky’s mental health, Natasha’s death, Yelena’s sexuality, and Marvel’s annoying need to have a romantic pairing in every movie.
I love this pairing for two reasons. These versions of Bucky and Yelena are vastly different then those from the comics and I’m sure that they could have a truly beautiful romance. That level of intimacy could heal them in a way that a platonic relationship couldn’t. Also, Florence Pugh and Sebastian Stan are two of my mains so of course I want to see them in love.
But I don’t think these two should develop a romantic bond because Natasha and Yelena are not interchangeable. Marvel decided to kill off Nat so they should deal with the consequences, meaning no WinterWidow on screen. Natasha Romanoff and Bucky Barnes have a beautiful and strong love in the comics, but and I’ll say it again Yelena is not Natasha, so that relationship should stay in the comics. Also in the comics Yelena is asexual which I think they should keep in the movies since that would be amazing representation.
In my opinion, Marvel should make Yelena and Bucky have a strong platonic relationship, which can be just as moving and beautiful as a romantic one and would fit the characters more. I mean it’s not hard to believe that a man who’s been abused for seven decades wouldn’t want a romantic partner and/or be sexually active.
Marvel has a terrible old fashioned obsession with giving leads love interests when it’s not necessary. The only movies without love interests are Captain Marvel, Black Widow, and Wakanda: Forever; which are the only movies with female leads. I mean an argument can be made for Maria and Carol but they weren’t in your face established couple. I had some hope that Yucky wouldn’t be in Thunderbolts when Yelena was the main character because of this honestly weird pattern. But now Thunderbolts is rumored to be Bucky’s leading role and Yucky seems more likely to happen since a leading man in Marvel must love, kiss, and save a woman. I want Marvel to showcase how amazing platonic love can be and have more movies were the main focus is brotherly and sisterly or parental love while they defeat evil. I mean if they don’t want this female lead pattern to be looked on negatively they should have Thunderbolts be the first male led movie with a platonic relationship only.
After watching Love and Thunder and Volume 3 I think that Marvel is already moving into this idea but I think they will most likely do Yucky unless they stop looking at Marvel woman as equivalents to each other.
Also I hope they aren’t going to deny Sam a love interest. That’d be real fucked.
If I wasn’t clear I don’t want every movie to only have a platonic relationship just the ones where a romantic one is forced or unnecessary like Thunderbolts.
#marvel#fan thoughts#thunderbolts#yelena belova#bucky x yelena#yucky#winterwidow#james buchanan barnes#buckynat
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Seraph of the end trauma rant pt2 :3
So, I’m back. Not at midnight for once :0
I made the pt1, and I have more ideas. SO today will be (probably) the only other part.
With Yuu, Shinoa, Mitsuba, and Narumi :3
TW: Death, murder, suicide,
Okay, starting off strong with the main character Yuu. He is probably focused on the most, both him and his trauma, so I won’t cover too much. However, I feel like the survivors guilt aspect isn’t shown as much as it could. Like how he felt so guilty about leaving Mika those years ago, even though Mika repeatedly tells him it’s fine. I just feel that could have been shown more. Also the whole thing with his dad trying to kill him and mum committing because she hated Yuu so much??? He has to be conscious about that, and clearly we need more on his reaction and mental state due to it.
Okay! Shinoa now! ;3 She’s the youngest of the most important family in the JIDA, and still ditched the army for Yuu. That has to be lots of pressure, and she still left. That takes guts, or zero impulse control, or both. She lost her sister, but we never really get to see much about that, exercise for Mahiru and Guren, but nothing much about their sisterly bond (if they had one). She had to hide all of the knowledge about the experimentation from the squad, and especially Yuu, which must have been eating her alive.
Okay, Mitsubaaaa :) She has lots to unpack, but I’ll keep it short. She is also a member of a pretty important family in the JIDA, and her sister and her don’t have a great relationship. Her sister, Aoi, works close with Kureto, so (if I were her at least) the guilt she must feel about the Seraph of the End experiment, especially since it was on her squad-mates sister, but be intense. She ALSO feels responsible for the death of her old squad, and watch them get killed. Again, survivors guilt and guilt in general. And then there’s also the fact that the JIDA tried to promote her rank, just because she of her family. I know that being judged on your family can suck, and she said it herself that it she gets a promotion, she wants it to be because of her work specifically.
Rounding off this rant we have the fabulous Narumi. Right off the bat I can say that, as someone three years older than Shinoa Squad, he already probably feels accountable and responsible for them and their safety. And then the poor guy had to watch his whole squad murdered in the space of a few hours. Idk abt y’all, but the scene in Shinjuku broke me, and then Nagoya added salt to the wound. The look on his face after Shinjuku…and then how he didn’t get any time to mourn because of Nagoya, where he lost MORE friends and squad mates, and then he didn’t get to grieve then either because he had to keep fighting, then protect Yuu, then run away.
In summary, for both pt1 and pt2: these poor guys are only teenagers and are going through some really tough shit. Get them therapy, or at least blankets, a warm drink, and cuddles. Because holy fuck they need them.
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk(s) :3
#seraph of the end#owari no seraph#narumi makoto#shinoa hiiragi#shinoa squad#mitsuba sangu#yuuichirou hyakuya#seraph of the gay
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Okey but like imagine billy being bestie with the chubby latina, like at first they hate each other but one day billy got to drunk to fight in a party and he gets knock out and the reader feels bad and helps him. Then later on they help each other and they find out that their mom/dad hits them and they have this trauma bond???💓Angst😩💓
And they love each other but in a platonic way + max also loving the reader like a big sister...
Can you make a little story pls, i just love the way you write😭💓
EYRHDJEI I GOT YOUUUU We love it when we get to bond with our friends through trauma 😩 AND THANK YOU!! Also I have a story that is almost similar like this. If you want to check it out, here you go
Also, it didn't end up being a small story 😭
Bonding [Billy Hargrove]
Billy Hargrove x Platonic! Fem! Chubby/Plus-Size! Reader
Warning: Talks about parents being abusive, abuse, fighting, blood, drinking(alcohol), throwing up, treating wonds, and Billy being a bit out of character.
You hate Billy Hargrove with all your guts. He's annoying and a man whore. Just by one look at him, you knew you'd hate him. He smokes wherever he wants and in class too. Teachers fear him because he once yelled and threatened a teacher in one of his classes. So telling on Billy is a no in the list or else you are getting your ass kicked.
Billy hated you too. He'd give you glares that pisswd you off. He'd whisper something about you to a girl and she'd laugh at the comment he made about you.
Billy has every girl on his side. How are they so blind? He'll end up sleeping with one of them and then leaving them. So stupid.
He's been at every party you've gone to. You can't even enjoy a party with your friends without them drooling all over him.
It was always him chugging down some beer, talking to a girl that is clearly taken, then fighting, winning the fight, and taking the girl to some place to fuck her. That was it. The rumor would go around on who he fucked and where he fucked them. The guy was proud.
But today, it seems it wasn't his luck.
You were enjoying your lovely drink while your friends were chit chatting when all of a sudden a guy yelled, "There is a fight!" And everyone ran outside, even you. Well, your friends dragged you. Billy was fighting with some guy who was in a different school basketball team. You knew because he had a jacket on that represented his school colors and logos.
Billy couldn't even stand still without tripping. He mostly was the one that got all the punches. At the end, Billy lost and passed out on the floor. Everyone cheered and some booed. Everyone leaves and goes back to whatever the hell they were doing and leaves Billy on the dirty floor. You looked down at him and felt bad.
Now, why were you feeling bad. You were puzzled at this. You saw his chest rise up and down gently as blood was coming out of his nose down to his bloody lip. You bit your own lip and looked away.
A. You could walk away and pretend like you never sa whim
B. Be a decent human being and help a passed out guy.
You looked around to see if anyone would help him. Seems you went with plan B.
But no one looked at your direction. You bit your lip and backed away a little, leaning on a tree. You waited and waited for someone to pick up the bloody knocked out guy, but no one approached. You wated to see if anyone of his so called "friends" would help him
As predicated, no one came. You groan and put your drink in the trash bags that were left outside. You walked up to Billy and crouched beside him.
"Hey." You called and no response. You bit the inside of your mouth and your older sisterly instinct kicked in. You start to gently shake him to see if he responds or does something. He groaned, which was a good sign. You turned and saw some guys looking at you, but they immediately looked away. You rolled your eyes and murmured, "At least help assholes." You made Billy sit up and made him lean on the trash bags. "Hey, Billy?"
"What?" Was all he could manage to let out. He slowly opens his eyes and grins as he sees you. "Oh, it's you. What brings you-" He gagged.
And before you knew it, he threw up.
Thankfully, he didn't get it on himself or you. You tried to make him get up once he was done puking. "Come on Hargrove, we have to go."
"The party hasn't ended." He says and trips, making you almost fall with him. You made him stand up straight again and lead him to your car. "It is over after that fight you lost." You say and open the car. He goes inside and closes the door. You hurried to your side and grabbed your keys. You turned on the car and made Billy put on his seatbelt. You put yours on too and drive to a Gas station.
You couldn't go home. Your Mom was there and you didn't want her to argue with you again. You didn't know where Billy lived and he looked like shit. So the Gas station was the only option. You park the car and say, "I'll be back. Don't do some stupid shit." You say and leave. You hurriedly look for water, pain killers, a first aid kit, and some snacks for you to calm yourself down. The line wasn't long, but other people had a shit ton of stuff with them and the cashier was talking to some guy. You rolled your eyes and looked outside to see, but you couldn't even see your car because some chips were blocking it.
It was soon your turn and the guy scanned your stuff. You were extremely inpatient because the guy took about 40 seconds to scan an item. "So, what brings you here?"
"To buy shit." You harshly say. He got the message and didn't ask anymore questions. You paid and grabbed your belongings that were in a plastic bag. You hurried outside and walked to your car to hear music playing from it. You opened the car and the music was much louder.
"This song is good!" Billy yells and you get in. You lower the music. Billy must have gone through your cassette tapes and found your mix. It was mostly Spanish rock songs. The one that was playing was Oye Mi Amor by Maná(let's say it came out in the 80s).
You turned on the lights in your car and said, "Billy, Look at me." You say and he gives you a puzzled look. "Why?"
"You literally have blood dripping down your nose and probably have a scar somewhere." You say as you grabbed water and washed your hands outside. You closed the door behind you and grabbed the first aid kit. "Grab some water in there and take the pill." You say and Billy looks through the bag. He grabs the small box that had a pill in it and the water.
Billy stood still as you cleaned him up. He had a split lip and the nosebleed stopped eventually.
"You're at every party." Billy says. He must be sober after that throw up that happened and with the pills helping. "Yeah. I don't like being home." You say while still concentrating.
"How come?"
"Family problems. Mom is always being a bitch while dad is always drunk and beating me or my siblings." You say and then chuckle.
"I honestly don't know why hes still with dad..." You say as yiu three the dirty bloody alcohol wipes in a trash bag. It was quite, and you cringed at what you had said. "Sorry. Too much information." You say and check how his split lip is.
"Ema told me you hate me." He says and smiles a bit. "Of course she did. She tells everyone whatever the fuck I do." You say. Ema is your friend, not your best friend. She started to change after she got with some popular boy and basically treated you like shit because of your weight.
You didn't care and hung out with your other friends. Ema soon started to change a bit after her boyfriend started to push her away whenever she clinged on to him. But you couldn't see her as someone you'd tell your secrets to. You couldn't see as a friend that youd tell her about how your parents basically fight all day and your dad beats you up if you don't do something right. She would have told the whole school.
"Why does your dad hit you?" Billy asks. You looked at his blue eyes and sigh. You sit back on your seat and sink in it.
"Because he hates me. He thinks I'm a disappointment for no reason. I'm guessing its that I look a lot like my mom…" You say and throw away the cotton balls that were on the car. "How about you? How come you are at every party?"
Billy wouldn't exactly say that it was because of his dad. That he and his dad got into fist fights. So, he says, "Same as you." You nod and go through the bag. You pulled out a pack of cookies and ate one. "So you also have family problems?"
"You could say." He says as he sits back and looks up at the car ceiling. "Having drunk parents is shitty." You say. "But here we are, drinking and partying…" You murmured.
You grabbed your purse as you walked past your arguing parents. They were arguing in Spanish and they'd bring in some English words, but mostly Spanish. Your dad was extremely drunk while your mother was furious at him for it.
"¡Tienes que parar de tomar, Antonio!" She yelled and he shook his head. "Tú no me tienes que decir nada mujer. ¡Yo mando en esta casa!" Your mom laughs sarcastically and claps. Your dad saw you and yelled your name. "[Name]! ¿Para donde vas?"
"Una Fiesta."
"Siempre con tus putas Fiestas." He says and then throws the bottle at the wall, startling you.
"What the hell is your problem!" You yelled as you looked at the broken glass.
Your mom yelled at him for throwing the bottle but he walked past her and went towards you. "No me hable así mal creada." He cups your face with one hand. "Eres una decepción [Nonmbre] [último]."
You remember what happened. You were surprised he didn't hit you. You'd guess he didn't want people to see the slap mark on your cheek and have someone call the police on him.
You bite your lip and say, "How's Max?" You ask. "How do you know about that little shit head?"
"I know some kids who hang out with her." You said and smiled as you remembered the group of kids. Mike, Will, Lucas and Dustin. You knew them because you used to be friends with Nancy during your freshman year. You'd be in the basement with them and see them play DnD while Nancy was busy with a phone call with Steve.
They still talk to you and tell you about any news they have. And Max was one of them. Dustin and Lucas have a crush on her and that her nickname is 'Mad Max'
"She's alright." You nod and turn in the car, startling Billy. "I can take you home." You say. "I can't take you to mine because mine is as shitty as yours." Billy couldn't help but chuckle at your comment.
"How come you hate me so much?" He asked. "You are a man whore, don't respect teachers, always get into fights, and you are a complete asshole." You say as you drive. "Well, I think you are an asshole for saying all that shit. But I don't give a fuck." He said and you laughed.
"I know that."
The car ride was you talking. You told Billy what all went down in your family.
Your mom and dad got married, thinking they were in love. They had you and it was all good so far. Your twin sisters were born and it started to go downhill after that.
Your dad lost his job, your mom is a stay at home wife, you just started 8th grade while your sisters were in 1st grade. Your dad started to drink and get into arguments with your mom a lot. You once defended your mom because your dad wouldn't stop hitting her and he suddenly just started saying stuff to you.
It was swear words, being called a disappointment, whore, and how he wanted a boy, not a girl. He then hit you with his belt and your mom was begging him to stop. After your dad calmed down, your mom yelled at you because of what you did. She even slapped you across the face for it. "You think I'm weak or something!" She yelled and told you to go to your room. You hurried to your sister's room and calmed them down because they were crying.
As you grew, you were mostly the one responsible for taking care of your sisters. You made them lunch, took them to school, bought groceries from some money you stole for your mom and dad, and cleaned.
Billy was listening to you the whole time. Once you stopped talking, you then chuckled and said, "What about you? What's your story?"
Billy looked outside the window and started to talk. His mom died when he was still a kid, his dad went drinking as a coping way to forget about him and his mom. Then, his dad met someone else, too quick for Billy's liking, and he met Max.
They still lived in California and visited Max from time to time. His dad would be out on his dates while he took care of Max. But his dad always came home drunk. He'd argue with him about some random shit that Billy couldn't even understand.
Billy grows and he starts to drink. He'd be out partying and doing whatever the fuck he wanted. He wanted to be far from home where he didn't have to fight his dad all the time. As soon as it was morning, he went to school, after school he went with his friends, then at 2 am he'd be home asleep.
That's when his dad and his new girlfriend decided to move in together and move to Hawkins. And that was his last straw.
You stopped the car near his house and turned it off. "Well, obviously, we both have shitty homes." You say and he chuckles. He was comfortable that you didn't feel pity for him. "But if your dad beats you up, just call me and I'll treat your beatings and help you. You and your sister." You say as you grab random people that were in your car, a pen, and write your number. You hand it out to him and he holds it.
"Ya, para fuera. I need to check up on two troublesome twins." You say you should point outside. Billy grins and walks out.
You met Max while you were shopping for groceries. You decided to make some enchiladas because your sisters have been begging you to make them some.
You, begging an amazing sister, gave in and went to buy the ingredients you needed. You walked around the fridge area when you saw the bucket of ice cream. You haven't had ice cream in what felt like ears. You opened it, grabbed the vanilla ice cream, and placed it on your cart.
"Let's get ice cream."
"Max, We just came here for some beer and eggs." You turned and saw Billy. Billy looks towards you and then grins. "Come on! Just this once and I won't ask for anything."
"What the hell did I tell you Max?"
"I'll give you some." You say as you walk towards them. Max gives you a puzzled look. She's never seen you before and thought it was weird you just told her that. "I bought a whole bucket and I'm sure my sisters will not finish this." Max looks over at Billy and he nods. "I know her. She's a friend." Max smiles and looks over at you, "When can I grab some?"
"Well, you can come to a park that is near where I live. Me and my sisters go there to eat." You say and she nods. "Can we go today?" She asked. Billy raised a brow when Max said 'we'.
"Today! At 3:30 if you can. I'm making dinner too." You say and Max looks in your cart. "What are you making?"
"Some enchiladas." You say as you start to walk and Max follows. Billy outs the beer and eggs in your cart and follows you two.
Max and you basically talked as you looked for what you needed. You two talked about music, arcade games, and about fashion. "How do you do your makeup?" She asked as she looked at your face. You had mascara and perfect eyeliner. You also had the perfect shade of lip liner with lip gloss on it. "Oh, well, I really practiced. Mostly my friends taught me how to."
Max nods and looks down at her shoes. The only really close girl friend she has is El, but El knows nothing about makeup too. Max would like to wear makeup too one day and feel pretty. "I can teach you one day." You say as you gave her a smile. You noticed that she looked sad. She probably didn't know much about makeup and she was at that age where girls want to experiment on stuff. You also knew, from what Billy said, that her mom was rarely home and she had no girl friends. She basically had no female role model.
And you wanted to change that.
"Really?" She looks up at you and you nod. "Of course. We just need to meet each other when we are free and we can give to the Mall to get you some new makeup." She giggled and nodded. "That sounds like a good idea."
"Let's go Max." Billy says and you roll your eyes. "Ugh, what an annoying brother you have Max." You say and she smiled. "You're Not wrong." She whispered and grabbed the eggs. Billy grabbed the beer and said, "Am I invited as well?"
"To what?"
"To eat dinner at the park."
"Yes you are. Just bring a thing." You say and he nods.
You did as promised to Max and went to the mall.
Billy told Max to be careful and to be home before mom and dad got home.
She simply nods and goes to your car.
You let her pick whatever songs she might like. The car ride was a little awkward. You two only talked a lot when she went to the park.
When you got to the mall, you two went straight for the makeup stores.
Max loved everything she saw. She loved the colors and how beautiful they looked.
You absolutely loved how she reacted when she saw the makeup.
Her eyes did widen and say how stupid the prices were for some little makeup. 'That's just how makeup is Max.' You told her and she put the makeup back where it was.
You started small. A small makeup palette with 6 shades, light lipstick, and maskera.
Max asked about the foundation, but you said it was too soon. "Plus, I absolutely adore your freckles. Show them off girl."
After buying her everything (which you also got her a small makeup bag), you two decide to buy some food.
You two went to buy something small, like corn dogs with a small soda. You needed space for when you made food at home.
As you two walked, Max grabbed your arm and pointed at a store. It was a photobooth. "We have to take pictures! Please!"
You gave in and took two pictures, which turned into 4, 8, 10, and 12. They were you two just goofing around with outfits.
Max needed as many pictures as possible. She wanted her wall full of amazing moments so she looked at them whenever she felt down and smiled at them.
As she looked through the pictures in the car ride, she held one up. You looked at it at a red light and smiled. "I'm keeping at least 2." You say and she holds out two.
When Max got home, she anxiously walked up to Billy and he raised a brow. "What the hell do you want Max?"
"[Name] wants to come in. Can she?" Billy looked at the clock and saw it was still very early. He sighs and nods. Max smiles and hurries outside, yells your name and you are sponsored at the front door.
"Sup." You say and Billy waves. He goes back to working out while you and Max were in her room.
"Do you have a crush on Billy?" She asked as she looked at the makeup palette. "Oh no! God no!" You cringed at the thought of it. "Then who?"
"Well, at the moment. It's no one really." You say and Max points are the color she wants.
You did her makeup and taught her how to do it herself on one side. She did get frustrated, but you told her it's fine. "We learn from the mistakes we make and try things differently." And Max nods.
"You're cool. Lucas told me about you." She says.
You smiled and said, "Me? That's a surprise. What are you and Lucas?"
"What do you mean?" She asked and you grin. "You know what I mean?"
"Ew no! We just met! Plus, he's a total loser." She says and you smile. "Mhm. Sure "
It was soon time for you to leave. Max thanked you and you nod. Billy and you talked. You told him about you and Max's adventure at the mall and he listened. He did ask if she behaved well and you'd always assure him she did.
"I'm just making sure. I don't want her bothering you."
"And she never will. I love her if she were my own sister."
He chuckled and nods. You turned around at the car and Billy notices a purple bruise on your arm. "The hell you get that from?" He asked, standing up straight. "Dad hit my arm. Nothing big. He always does this shit." You whispered, not wanting Max to hear. Billy just nods and looks behind him, checking if Max was there. But Max 's room started to play music.
"I'll see you later. Bye Billy." You say and walked to your car.
You didn't know what to do or where to go. You had a split lip and possibly a purple eye.
Your dad got into an argument with you. This time, it was because of how you only care about yourself.
"You are so fucking selfish." Your dad says as he looks at the TV. You just got home from working. "What?" You asked if you placed the grocery bag down. "You always think of yourself and not us. Where is my money?"
"What fucking money?
"Don't talk to me like that!" He yells and slams the beer bottle down on the table. You finally had enough and grabbed the broken glass on the floor. You threw it in his direction, missing on purpose. "I'm tired of you! I'm tired of mom! I'm done with your bullshit!" He stands still and his eyes widen with anger.
"I work! You don't! And mom doesn't either! She fucking borrows money! She never even gives it back! I'm so embarrassed to even be seen around you two! I'm the one who cleans, cooks, and takes care of the twins! I work too! All you do is get drunk and shit-" a sudden sharp pain was pressed on your cheek. It wasn't a slap, that you knew. It was a punch.
He kept yelling at you so many words as he cornered you. He gave you one last punch, this time hitting you near your eye.
Your mom walked out of the room and saw the situation. But she just stood there. She didn't walk up to you or help you. You knew she was scared of him. But she couldn't even protect her own daughter.
Your dad backs away as he pants. He sees your nose start to bleed. He simply walks to the fridge and grabs a beer. You grabbed your purse with your car keys and ran outside.
You drive to Billy's place as tears blurred your vision. You safely parked in front of his house and saw his dad's car wasn't there.
Max decided to put on a movie to watch with Billy. Scenes Billy didn't have any party to go to, he was put once again to babysit Max.
Billy heard a car, making Max hurry to the TV and turn it off. She runs to her room and slams the door behind her. Billy looks at the door and hears knocking. He walks up to the door and opens it.
"What the fuck happened to you!"
"Please, let me stay here for a few hours. Please." Billy bit his lip. Max screamed as she saw you and hurried to the bathroom. Billy brings you in and locks the door, closes the curtains, and turns the lights off from the living room and kitchen. He brought you into his room and you looked around. Smelled like cigarettes with cheap clones all around. You'd be pinching your nose from the smell, but it would hurt.
Max hurried in with the first aid kit and went to her room, knowing that you probably didn't want her to see.
While Billy cleaned you(the best he could become he was shaking. He didn't want to hurt you), you told him everything. How you've had enough and simply wanted to feel at peace, not worry and not get into arguments that end up with punches. Billy didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do with you as he saw tears slide down your cheeks as he threw away the bloody cotton balls.
You luckily didn't have a black eye. But you did have a bruise on your cheek. You looked at the split lip and sigh. "I'm sorry." You say.
"Oh, shut up [Name]." Billy says. Just lay down on the damn bed and get some fucking rest. That's what you need [Name]." He says and goes to the kitchen. He looks through the cabinet of pills and grabs a glass, fills it with water and goes back. He sees you laying on the bed, quietly sobbing as you fidget with his bed sheets. "Take these." He says as he holds the pills. You sit up, take them and drink the glass of water down.
Billy sits on the edge of the bed and looks at you. "Thank you." You say. "Thank you for helping me and for making me forget about such a shitty day I had today. I don't know, it's like when I'm with my sisters, or with Max or even with you, all my worries wash away." You rant. And Billy listens.
You wanted to say how much you loved him for what he's done and you see him as a brother too. But you'll get nothing from Billy. But Billy knew already. He cared and loved you too. He had to take you in for the night. Thankfully, his parents were out and would probably be home at 6 am.
"Move over dumbass." You move a little to the side, giving Billy some room. You stayed there, looking at whatever you could till you fell asleep. Billy sighs and closes his eyes, feeling tired after the shock you gave him. Max walks in and smiles. She turns off the lights and closes the door. She goes to her own room and falls asleep.
#stranger things#stranger things x reader#stranger things fanfiction#billy hargrove x friend reader#billy hargove x reader#billy hargrove#billy hargove imagine#fanfic#billy hargove fanfic
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24, 42, and 49 for the last character you were thinking of/searched for
24. Ship(s) that makes you cringe.
dickbabs SWEEEEEEEEEEP
its actually incredible to me that i was completely neutral on barbara and dick as a couple before the current romance arc involving them written by TOM TAYLOR (<-enemy) in the current nightwing run. The thing is that i think theyre cute as a couple but only when theyre batgirl and robin. I think it was like a cute kid crush thing that they grow out of. and even though thats my ideal dick and barbara in birds of prey were pretty cute too (especially with the added comedy of dick gnawing off his arm with jealousy because he thinks ted kord is stealing his girl when in actuality. Um. hes not.)
dickbabs vs dickory is such a stupid ass team jacob vs team edward argument but its becoming increasingly harder not to want to shoot them both with missiles whenever i see them now. and that has to do both with what dc is doing to my girl barbara and also tom taylors writing right now is obviously him trying to own the haters and its so embarrassing and cringe. which is sad bcuz oracle and nightwing are two of my absolute favorite gotham heroes (well bludhaven for dick. yknow what i mean)
42. What’s a fandom trope you hate?
i resent bea being reduced to boosters sassy third wheel to his and teds relationship especially since its like my favorite thing that booster and bea are like funhouse mirrors of eachothers mental illness. like why does booster get all the fun in being fucked up and crazy. beas crazy too! did you see what she was doing with sigrid nansen! beatora has so little fancontent in comparison to boostle but both relationships have a lot of parallels with eachother...(listen i know my tags ratios are uneven as well but i promise i have more in the back)
49. What’s [x]’s worst character trait?
hmm well on the topic of barbara gordon, and i need to preface this with saying that i dont hate this about her i actually think its awesome and interesting. I dont hate any of my faves worst traits its what i love hte most about them....
I love that shes straight up not very good with kids. Shes good buddies with tim because hes a super genius little boy so he can hang with her on her intellectual level. but barabara gets frustrated easily and impatient when people arent as smart or as capable as her. and i think thats awesome and really interesting. shes not cruel by any means and im thinking specifically of her mentorship of cassandra cain in batgirl 2000. throughout the whole comic they have a very close sisterly bond as barbara, as oracle, mentors her in being batgirl. For anyone who doesnt know cassandra, she cant read and is non verbal most of the time. when she does speak its in short or one word responses and a lot of times she copies what she hears on tv or mixes up words in her inner monologue. Here she needed to read a kill switch phrase to stop a robot from fucking shit up, but she cant read what it says and barbara snaps at her.
this causes a rift in their relationship for a long time and they dont speak for a lot of it. to be fair barbara here was uunder a ton of stress and was operating on like 1 hr of sleep and she did apologize but this really hurt cassandra and she didnt accept her apology (right away)
while reading this does hurt its one of my favorite barbara moments because its like. shes multifaceted bitch. her snapping at her in this way makes sense and is believable for her as a character. barbara has her strengths and her weaknesses and I just think putting herself at the level of teenagers is one of her weaknesses that i think is really interesting
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hey quick question what the fuck man
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Kinda crazy idea/wish for a possible romance option in Dreadwolf. [no spoilers]
Female Elven Mage, straight only. Pushed herself to get more and more powerful so she could be a more or less stay at home mother while also having the ability to protect her family. She doesn't mind the concept of travelling with her future husband so long as they protect people and they end up with at least three or four children. Ended up joining our team because she felt she owed us one, then we owe her, and it just goes on before becoming little more than a basis for an inside joke. Has some quirks and ideas that make it hard for a lot of people to get along with her, and she's saving herself for marriage so she usually tries to intimidate a target or, when that doesn't work, either bribes them with coin, blasts them with magic, or politely asks us to try.
Hates Solas, though initially just his organization, and anyone else who could threaten her future children and/or whatever man is willing to love her with even with her family's past. While she doesn't like to talk about it much, her grandparents ran a small smuggling ring capturing travelers and bringing them to Minrathous to be sold as slaves. Her father died taking the operation apart, and her mother died when she was 13 while protecting her from Darkspawn. After that her sister, who was older by about five or six years, more or less raised her until the two moved to two different towns when she was 19 around four years before the story of Dreadwolf.
Initially gets involved because her older sister, after not answering her letters for almost a year, sent assassins after her. The Mage finds out that her sister joined Solas's forces, but not why she would kill her own family. So she heads to one of the wolf-elf's outposts to start searching for answers.
First time we meet her she just spent all of her energy roasting an entire outpost of 50-100 enemies in two or three blasts. Our MC then charges in and cuts the last three down. If kept in the party, there's occasional scenes where one saves the other, and it basically becomes an inside joke.
Her Loyalty Quest can be completed early on, and we learn that her sister needed the Mage's corpse for her experiments with Lyrium. During the fight, the sister gets the upper hand and while she's concentrating on the Mage our PC kills her.
Over time she grows closer to our player character. If male and avoiding flirting with her out of respect, she will eventually start to make moves on us herself two or three major quests after her sister dies. If turned down, she'll take it well and simply return to being a friend. Her romance quest is the two quietly and quickly eloping with the rest of the party as witnesses. If female, or male but not romanced, she builds a sorta sisterly bond with the PC, and jokingly gives a shovel talk to whoever they romance.
After Solas, or whoever the ultimate end boss is, dies the game ends with the Mage, if romanced, dragging the player character into a hut. If the two are just friends, they joke about who still owes who, and the Mage calls dibs on godmother to the player character's firstborn.
#madelyn rambles#i had to read this so i'm subjecting you all to this as well#blessedly the comments are tearing him apart#apparently he originally had a bit where the 'experiments' from the sister involved wanting her eggs? for like? fertility reasons?#but as far as i can tell that's the only bit he's reconsidered so far
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So Many Capps
Goddammit, I closed the page without saving again. Time to type up the final Capp household! Again!
Last time, I managed to cram the whole family into a shoebox, so Albany immediately pumped Goneril full of quads, just to spite me. They’ll be growing up this round, so I moved them into a bigger house.
Albany: Time to fill this one up with EVEN MORE BABIES.
Miranda: Please stop pulling that face.
Mercutio: A PLAGUE UPON YOUR HOUSE.
That’s not how the quote goes.
Mercutio: Yeah, I’m not stupid enough to curse my own family this time.
Anyway, Ariel enjoys playing ponies while she recuperates.
And Miranda rests by reading stories to Phoebe and Hermione.
Skill the ills away.
Goneril: Or Albany could make soup.
Oh, great idea lol, I forgot about that.
Cornwall: Think they’ll miss one?
Honestly? No.
Desdemona: Do I need to go back home and kick my uncle in the balls?
Nah, it’s fine.
Desdemona: But I want to. :(
Never mind that, it’s headmaster time!
And wow, we didn’t even need to feed this one!
Albany: And I made salmon too. I’m insulted.
Goneril: Oh well. Celebratory shag?
Goneril: You can leave the hat on.
Welcome to BABY JAIL.
Phoebe: EXCUSE ME CAN WE GET SOME HELP UP HERE!?
Cornwall: Did you hear something?
Goneril: Nah.
Miranda: Looking fiiine!
Some sweet sisterly bonding. I wonder what they’re talking about?
Miranda: You ever watch that cartoon about the old couple who survive a nuclear bomb? That was messed up.
Yeah, thanks for that mental trauma, Raymond Briggs.
Why are you starving?
Goneril: Got promoted!
You’d think they’d at least buy you dinner to celebrate.
Goneril: APPARENTLY NOT!
The nanny is as competent as ever.
Phoebe and Nerissa: So... sleepy...
Nanny: What’s that? You want another bottle?
Hal: Hey, seeing as you made all that mess, do you think you could clean it up?
Nanny: I don’t really want to, but I can’t refuse your influence.
Thankfully we’ll soon be free of bottle stank, because it’s birthday time! First up is Phoebe.
Desdemona: TOOT TOOT.
Phoebe: Visible hands!
Yes, I think it’s safe to say I fixed that problem. (Missing mesh for a repository bottom, made the whole body invisible.)
I don’t usually bother sharing traits, but I just had to screencap Phoebs here, who apparently would much rather be on a fishing boat...
...But hates the water!
Phoebe: I like being on the water, not in it. It’s not that deep. Unlike water. Yuck.
Next, Hermione.
And Rosalind... what are you all looking at?
Desdemona: Ugh, take a fucking guess.
Cornwall: *cracks knuckles* What? I’m not gonna do anything during the party.
So, Hermione.
And Rosalind.
Welp, Albany’s broken.
Hermione: What’s that? I got distracted by my hands.
Albany: help.
Rosalind: I feel so tall!
And now for the final quad, Nerissa.
Hal: THAT’S A BEAR!
Mercutio: A PLAGUE!!!
SHUT UP, MERCUTIO!!!
Oops.
I had a moment of concern when Goneril and Desdemona suddenly sprinted outside...
But it turned out they just wanted a water balloon fight.
Desdemona: I’m so stressed out about the play!
What play?
Oh, that play.
Hermione: I HATE SCHOOL I AM NOT HAVING FUN.
Miranda: And then a car crashed into the school and it burst into flames and burned down until there was nothing left.
Hermione: This is the greatest story ever.
Did you lot bring home the whole neighbourhood?
Hal: Dad said he wanted to see how many friends we could fit in here, for some reason.
I have no idea why Ariel dumped her homework in the attic, but Hal gave her a hand with it anyway.
Sophie: Trains?
Hal: Never seen one. I don’t think they exist.
Cornwall: And that’s how your science works.
Rosalind: Wow, that’s amazing! You’re so cool, Uncle Cornwall!
I just screencapped this because it’s adorable.
You’ve got like, a million relatives, the cheap bastards.
Beau: We should all be recycling more.
Miranda: Uh huh fascinating anyway, you want some cake? It’s Ariel’s birthday.
That’s right, Ariel’s becoming a teen now too.
Ariel: A teen with green fingers.
They look S1 to me.
Ariel: Oh hah hah. What’s my new LTW?
That’s... that’s a lot of plants. I’ll get you a garden plot. (Also yay, new LTW mod works!)
Goneril: Like the new underwear set?
Albany: No. Take it off immediately.
Um...
Sophie: I don’t talk to weebs.
Beatrice: :(
Oops.
Miranda: I don’t care what Uncle Cornwall says. This is how you science.
Buck: Sexy science!
Shouldn’t you be doing your own homework?
Miranda: Ugh, why is there so much of it!?
Because you keep not doing it.
Rosalind: Aliens! Uncle Cornwall said we should be looking out for them!
Phoebe: Des says Uncle Cornwall’s an idiot.
Rosalind: No offence, but Des is fifteen and spends every day in fairy cosplay.
They do all have beds, I swear!
They’re at school, you can go now.
Desdemona: Not yet. There’s something I gotta do.
What’s that?
Desdemona: And a one and a two and...
A CHALLENGER APPROACHES.
Desdemona: All right, uncle, put ‘em up!
Can you two NOT?
Desdemona: Fine. I’ll build a robot to do it instead.
Nerissa: WHY IS THERE NOTHING FUN IN THIS HOUSE?
Sure, why not.
Rosalind: I know there’s aliens out there. I’m gonna find them.
Goneril: No.
Makoto: I didn’t even-
Goneril: NO.
Goneril: So I thought as I have a day off tomorrow, I’d quit my job and find a new one that starts immediately, because I- I mean, we could really use the money.
Sure, why not.
Miranda: I’ve decided I want more than friendship.
Didn’t you want to flirt with Beau too?
Miranda: I can flirt with more than one person.
Miranda: Besides... triple bolts!
Can’t argue with that! But first, let’s do that date with Benedick.
Oh wow, he’s tiny!
Benedick: Actually this is the perfect height.
SCREAM
Mrs Crumplebottom: Nope, that’s too messed up even for me.
Benedick: *openly motorboats*
Desdemona: We got a pool table! Wanna play?
Hal: Sounds fun!
I do love a little sibling bonding.
Martha: Can I have a go? I wanted a lemonade stand too, but we live in an apartment, so I can’t.
Nerissa: Wow excuse me, it’s my turn next!
Martha: BOOOO YOU SUCK EVEN WORSE THAN HAL!
Adorable!
Oops.
Thank you, Benedick, but Miranda is in college now.
Miranda: Makeover. NOW.
Right on it!
Miranda: Also I’m supposed to have sunglasses.
Duly noted!
So um, I tried adjusting the values on the height mod because I was tired of the wonky animations and I fucked up.
Too poor, but I’ll lock it for you.
Goneril: Don’t you think a tropical vacation would be lovely, Ariel dear?
TOO. POOR.
Anyway, it’s the weekend, so I had Albany take all the children out for the day.
Hal: Never gonna give you up~
Desdemona: Yes, my ass is truly magical.
Phoebe: You should be arrested for that pun alone.
Rosalind: -And I still haven’t seen any aliens yet, but I’m gonna keep looking.
Cornwall: Excellent work, Rosalind. Stay vigilant. You never know when they might be working with Montys.
Hermione: What’s that?
Nerissa: Is it real?
Hermione: I don’t think so.
Townie: I can hear you, you know.
Promotions all round!
Goneril: OK kids, be good for your dad, see you in a week!
And the week ends with Goneril temporarily moving out to go stay in the main Capp house for the next round! Because I suspect Consort won’t last the whole week, and Juliette will be off to college, and Hermia and Tybalt aren’t due to graduate until the round after, so Goneril will be housesitting.
Goneril: Just out of curiosity, what are the squatting laws again?
Haha! Funny joke! Until next time!
Uberhood Index
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Z junk:
- One of the few living remaining subjects from Angel.
- Once they hit 15 they were allowed to help with feeding the other children, so they know how to ‘cook’(warm-up pre-made) foods, unfortunately this makes it the only normal life skill they know atm.
- Z and the others were being used and worked on to reach and make contact with beings much more greater and beyond human understanding. Resulting in a lot of dead and a lot of ‘weird’ kids.
- They are 19-21 yrs old ( i forgor💀) now, and being the oldest in the group means shes usually tasked with going out and getting things they need. Sometimes Charlie (15-17 yr old boy) goes with her! (nurse would do this but she smells like a corpse, bc she is basically one, and her eyes are INSANELY sensitive to light, sunlight and fluorescent lights in stores blind her)
- She cannot actually blow things up frequently or with ease, it’s taxing on her and her body, she runs massive risks of having horrid seizures and potential death if they combust things mentally, ESPECIALLY in frequent successions.
- She is clearly very frail, a fucking twig you can probably snap her in two with ease.
- The only kids that remember their actual names are Xavier and Charlie, the rest of the small group go by alphabetic numeric titles (B-5 etc, like a funny game of bingo)
- She has been taught by Nurse to not trust Patricia, or Wiz, or anybody from their weird little Monster/Demon hunting group- Nurse personally hates them because they cannot mind their own business, but also doesn’t want anything to happen to the kids - unfortunately Z doesn’t actually know many others from the group or how they look like except for Wiz(wiz isnt even a hunter but their small connection to them makes them untrustworthy to Nurse, also wiz is fucking annoying)
- Z’s main friend in the group is Xavier, a failed product of Angel, she’s 13-15 years old and they have a friendly kind of sisterly bond, though Z, Charlie, and T-78 all get along too ^_^
- Z isn’t the only one that has all white hair etc, there are the two others that have it, while the rest l(who have hair) have more ‘natural’ hair, sometimes with white patches or streaks here and there.
- Z doesn’t talk a lot, they prefer yes or no questions because they can just nod or shake their head in response, or shrug for ‘idk’
- Sometimes Z has to be on some good ol pain medicine due to whats happening to them, actually almost all the children are medicated or drugged-up in some way. Nurse is trying her best, ok?
- Z has not one watched a movie or tv show or anything, they don’t know santa claus or whatever else shit. There was 0 childhood wonder with Z or many others.
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What's your most hated pairing for every girl in the Club (plus Roxy and Mirta)
This is just my hyper empathy showing nfkejdkenrnd:
Bloom would easily be Bloom/Valtor. This ship just reads like the beginning of phycological horror to me. Like one of Bloom's main character traits is that she's naive, and Valtor is a known manipulator. Even without the age gap, and the fact that Bloom hasn't finished mental puberty, theirs a clear power dynamic that makes me deeply uncomfortable
Stella....I don't like Stella/Musa but that's just because I personally interpret their bond as sisterly, theirs nothing I actually dislike about the ship tjehej. It simply doesn't jive with my headcanons. She doesn't really have a obvious ship that I hate
Flora/that one guy from the Wizards of the black circle. Yeah that one also makes me very uncomfortable, for obvious reasons
Tecna uhhh fuck if I know, she doesn't have an obvious ship that I hate or even dislike
Musa/Jason. I have made my feelings clear about the show trying to pretend that a boss dating his young and moldable employee is fine. Just thinking about that subplot makes me so fucking uncomfortable, can we say abuse of power??
Aisha/Nabu's replacement. YOU KILLED NABU OFF AND FOR WHAT??
Mirta/a man. She's a lesbian y'all
Roxy/Orgon. Just no.
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Junko and Mukuro in the belchy aftermath of some voracious sisterly bonding?
It was a pretty common occurence between the two... whenever they got together, people started to disappear.
Like now, as the Despair Sisters moved into their new dorm and decided to "remove" their neighbours from their rooms to make things a bit quieter.
"BWAAAAAAAAARRRRRRP!!"
"Ohhh, fuck! Can you believe these guys? They actually think they can get out!!"
They were both back in their own room, having emptied the rooms either side of them from potential eavesdroppers! The only evidence they ever existed were the sagging guts Junko and Mukuro sported~
"Yeah... pretty- BRUHHP~! - s'cuse me... pointless."
Mukuro wasn't used to belting it out like her younger sister. If anything, keeping her gas quelled while on the battlefield was instinct for her! So her half-hearted belch made Junko roll her eyes, slapping her poor trapped prey in annoyance.
"C'mooon, sis! You have to really lettem know who's boss! As much as I hate to admit it, you're family, sooo... you should at least be capable of~..."
The Ultimate Despair took a sharp breath - and unleashed a massive belch that sounded more like it came from a hibernating bear than a fashionista! Junko's manners were completely gone as she mashed her painted fingers into her belly flab, coaxing more screams and delicious struggles from the food inside~
"But... you did get an extra person in your room..." Mukuro began weakly, but trailed off as her sister kept on stirring up gas. Sighing, and tingling lightly at her vulgar outburts, Mukuto began kneading her own stomach hard in the same way.
Maybe if she burped as loudly as Junko... she would be happy with that?
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