#he didn't even say anything and she is ready to d*e
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false love.
jing yuan x fem!reader
nsfw themes (cursing and stuff i think. mentions of domestic abuse and self harm. mentions of suicide. no, jing yuan aint hurting u bb girl). read at your own risk.
english isn’t my first language, so please don’t mind the grammatical errors. (っ◞‸◟ c)
⪩ arranged marriage. the reader and jing yuan have an arranged marriage and she is stuck, disliking every moment of it, until...
TERM DIRECTORY
◖y/n: your name
◖e/c: eye color
◖h/c: hair color
◖l/n: last name
part two. / part three. / part four. / part five. / part six. / part seven.
"worthless girl," you hear your father say as he smacked down the scrolls onto the floor, "the most you can do for this family is to not be fucking useless and accept this marriage. but since you aren't listening, we will still go through it anyway."
but that wasn't surprising. your family was known to do things to and for you without your consent. this marriage? this arranged marriage? you didn't know about it until you woke up this morning, and apparently this had been planned for months now. you didn't know who you were getting married to, but according to your siblings (that also loathed you as the rest), you were getting married to a military leader.
you were the eldest child of the l/n family, and every first born child was expected to at least be married in their early ages, but if the child fails to meet that traditional requirement, then they would be forced into an arranged marriage.
in truth, you didn't trust anyone. you didn't go out as often, you didn't know a lot of men. you didn't trust any men. you weren't fearful, but with how the world is, you just couldn't trust anyone. and now here you are, forcing to sign your life away to a man you've never met. a man you will hate.
you were a quiet child. despite being the oldest, your younger siblings were treated with respect, love and care...because they seemed to be more talented than you. however, because you were the oldest, you were easy to get rid of. then again, your family wanted to get rid of you from the beginning. it was to the point where your father had practically brainwashed your siblings to dislike you. ultimately for no reason, too. but you just went with it. you were used to this treatment. why haven't you died sooner? you should've been successful in your past attempts.
"dear," you hear your mother call out to your father, "general jing yuan is here."
"ah, brilliant. we can get rid of this useless little girl once and for all." your father replied as he stood up.
as your father left the scene to greet your unknown fiance, you stared yourself at the mirror. you wore a crimson cheongsam, and some decorative ornaments that covered your visage. you sat there, solemn and dull, unable to truly feel anything. you...didn't feel beautiful, even though the house servants of your home had pampered you up enough to look..."decent" and "pleasing" enough to the eye. you just didn't see the beauty in you. you always thought of yourself as useless. ugly. worthless. and now here you are, still looking the same as you were being sent off to spend the rest of your life with some man you never met.
"y/n." a house servant enters your room, bowing formally. "it's time."
slowly, you got up, silently making your way to follow the servant to where the private wedding would take place. you walked past your younger siblings who followed their gaze with you, ultimately disappointed in you, and ready to get rid of their older sibling from the rest of their lives. they will never see you again. and you will never see any of these filthy relatives ever again. that was the best part, at least.
entering the room, you were greeted with the sight of an unfamiliar man who has his back turned towards you. his silver, fluffy hair held up, the government official who officiates your marriage, and your cruel parents to witness your marriage.
you didn't even dare to look at the general. you didn't care. you just wanted to die as quickly as possible. a part of you had hoped that he was kind enough to kill you the same day the both of you wed...so you didn't have to live in this world anymore where you were always hurt. always distrusting others. always meant to be a failure.
the general stole a look at you, however, but he didn't say anything. he patiently listened to the officiate's words, and replied with an, "i do". and you did the same, but your voice was quiet. delicate. precious. like a flower that was stomped on repeatedly, barely able to survive. wedding vows and other wedding-related stuff later, you were finally sent off to be escorted by jing yuan, his lieutenant yanqing, off into his home to live in forever.
standing before you was the sanctum, and you came here by a fancy carriage. the city was in celebration due to the general's wedding. others were happy, and you were the only person who...just didn't seem excited.
"y/n," you hear the general speak to you in a loving voice. dangerous, you thought. it's a lie. it's a fake. he's just acting sweet because he's your husband. behind closed doors, he'll... "we're here."
extending a hand towards you, he caught you flinching. you had thought that the general would hit you, or harm you in some way...but opening your eyes, you see that he merely wanted to hold your hand to escort you out of the carriage. slowly, you nod, taking his hand. shaking. you were afraid, but you tried not to show it.
unbeknownst to you, both yanqing and jing yuan made eye contact with each other briefly after you had flinched.
jing yuan carefully escorted you out of the carriage, and slowly wrapped his arm around your shoulder as he gave a wave towards his people. yanqing was nearby, and another made her appearance.
"ah, fu xuan," jing yuan greeted, "has everything been complete?"
"yeah," fu xuan replied, "lunch has been set up, as well as everything else. i made sure to give you extra dessert this time since you kept complaining last time." a roll of the diviner's eyes, earning a heart-filled laugh from the general. "congratulations on your wedding anyway. and ma'am... miss y/n." a formal bow. "i am fu xuan. master diviner of the divination commission, at your service. please do not hesitate to call for me if you need any assistance."
"haha! thank you, fu xuan."
you were silent, still. you didn't even respond. your eyes remain downwards, staring into nothingness below you. fu xuan looked at yanqing, then to jing yuan, who had nodded slowly. fu xuan nodded, as though they were communicating with each other in silence. then, the master diviner left, leaving you and your husband to enter the sanctum.
upon entering, you were greeted with more of his assistants and servants, which you didn't even bother to care about. you just wanted to disappear. you just wanted to⸻
"y/n." you hear the general's voice. "i hope everything has been to your liking so far. there will be a lunch that has been prepared for us this afternoon to celebrate. would you like some warm tea before hand?"
you paused for a moment as he looked down towards you. you were unable to look at him, but you would want some tea...only due to the fact your hands were cold. you wanted to hold a cup of hot tea to warm them up. "...⸻⸻yes."
it mustered everything for you to respond. god, you felt so weak. you were so delicate. jing yuan smiled softly at you, slowly reaching towards your hands...before stopping.
"...may i hold your hand, y/n?"
you pause, looking at his own hands which were close to yours. you were scared. you were hesitant. but... you were getting cold due to your anxiety.
"..." you nodded slowly, as he took your hands in his.
god, they were warm. they were...soft. they were rough due to the fact he's been in many battles, and they were...large. surprisingly enough, you felt...so safe. jing yuan felt your hands relax in his, earning him a rewarding smile for himself. "let's prepare some tea together. do you happen to favor jasmine?"
your eyes sparkled for a bit. yes, jasmine was your favorite. you loved jasmine tea. it was one of the few comfort teas that you would drink to calm yourself. this time, you displayed a bit of expression as you nodded. "y...yes. jasmine tea is actually my favorite."
"aah, is that so?" jing yuan chuckled, "it is one of my favorite as well. i'll be sure to brew it properly so you can a strong flavor. our tea has been harvested from the best of the best, after all."
you looked down, a bit excited. but you were afraid that if you showed any sort of emotion...you would get hit. but you kept your gaze low to your feet, not wanting to look...
then, jing yuan escorted you to the patio outside, which you were greeted by the sight of the beauty of xianzhou luofu. you could see the sky...you could see the birds flying. for the first time, you felt so...free. but you were unsure.
your husband escorted you to your seat, then right after, he began to brew the tea before you. you watched carefully, seeing everything that he did...and giving you the opportunity to actually give the general a look. he...was beautiful. his silver hair, his golden eyes... he seemed so trusting. he was beautiful. too beautiful. and you were married to him.
god, he must be in love with someone else. he was cheating on you, you bet. he was just here to follow traditions, you bet. there must be another woman involved. you weren't the only one, you thought. there had to be⸻
"y/n?"
you snap back to reality as your eyes look up to meet jing yuan's. the look on his face...the look of sincerity. a gentle look. god, he was so beautiful. and his eyes looked so...soft. he tilted his head, his smile tugging at his lips as he looked at you with a bit of concern.
disgusting.
"are you alright?"
your eyes soften a bit, gaze returning to fixate on the jasmine tea that he had poured for you already.
"you haven't touched your tea, yet. is something the matter? do you believe i have poisoned it? i can drink it for you, if you'd like."
you shake your head. "n-no, it's alright. i just...spaced out."
it didn't matter if it was poisoned. it would be another way to go out.
you pick up the cup of tea, bringing it up to your lips, tasting the warmth of the jasmine-induced tea and...
ah.
your eyes bright up. your cheeks paint themselves with a soft, crimson color. it was...sublime. the taste of the tea was perfect. it was amongst the best...no, it was the best jasmine tea you've ever tasted. it was...perfect. it was amazing.
you could see jing yuan smiling as well, seeing that he was very observant to your behavior and to what you liked, disliked...and what made you fear the most.
"it's...it's really good," you murmur, "i enjoy it. a-alot. th...thank you."
jing yuan's smile widened. "of course. anything to make my wife happy, after all."
happy...happy?
what a strange man.
to fixate on one's happiness⸻yours, especially. was this an obligation, or just something he wanted to do willy-nilly? you were unsure, but for whatever the future holds for the both of you...you hoped that it would make you disappear soon.
but, truth to be told, the future that was promised for you was no danger, neither was it truly a tunnel of neverending darkness.
unbeknownst to you, you were free. and you were going to be happy.
and jing yuan will make sure of it.
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Amanda Young NSFW Alphabet
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
The absolute sweetest, she loves to wrap up in your arms and cuddle. She makes sure that you know you're loved before anything and she wants to pamper you in all her love and kisses.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Amanda loves her hands, after all she builds her traps with them and they helped her survive her test. She loves that they allow her to feel you and make you fall apart for her in the bedroom.
She loves her partners eyes the most, she is someone who believes that someone's eyes tell you everything and that its the closest to a soul.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Amanda loves to eat you out after you cum, she loves the way you taste and just can't get enough.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
She wants to run away with you, she feels such a connection with John because she feels like he saved her but deep down she knows the truth . She dreams of the day you two can go away someplace and live a happy life just the two of you.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Amanda is decently experienced, she had a few flings in her college aged days however she has more experience with women more than men.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Amanda likes 69 the best, she loves eating pussy. She loves that she can pull you closer to her face and hold you there till she's done making you cum.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
She's very serious during sex mostly because she wants it to be intimate and romantic, though she loves to see you smile during it.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Amanda stays pretty well groomed, she trims it down it just stubble though the stubble is slightly darker than her normal hair.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Amanda is very intimate, she loves to light candles for a little extra mood setting and making sure she does plenty of foreplay to get you fired up and ready for her.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Amanda doesn't masturbate, she didn't have the time before and ow she has you so there isn't a point. She tends to relish in loneliness prior to you two dating so it was hard for her to get aroused anyway with no one around.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Amanda is into some slight bondage she doesn't wanna do anything that can even come close to hurting you. She loves to use a strap on though and you use it on her as well. Overall she's a little vanilla but she is insanely intimate and loving with you.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
At home in bed, it's the safest and most comforting place to her. She wants nothing more than to keep you protected even during sex.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Her love for you to put it quite simply. She is so attracted to you and truly gives you all her heart, if you return to her the same energy she promises to absolutely rock your world ever night.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything that involves you being around her work or being inside of a trap. She also wants to keep you as far away from Hoffman as she can.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Amanda prefers giving, she loves pussy and knows how to eat it just right to make you squirt over and over on her face. She loves to finger you while she pays special attention to your clit.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Amanda likes slow and sensual unless straps are involved then she likes to pick up the pace and wreck you. However if she's the sub she wants you to go and on her and rail her into the mattress.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Amanda is more into quickie like teasing then actual quickies, she wants to make sure she gives you something to remember. While she wouldn't say no to one she definitely doesn't prefer them.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Amanda is down to experiment and down to take some risks. She keeps it safe though, she definitely would try a knife or gun kink with you though the gun has to stay unloaded at all times and she'd never actually cut you.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Amanda usually lasts about 2-3 rounds, she can actually be quite energetic in bed and that's why she tends to go for so long. She loves to make you cum at least twice before calling it quits though.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Amanda owns a few toys, vibrator, dildo, and of course a strap on. Her favorite though is a clit sucking toy she owns that has a warming function.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Amanda loves to tease, her favorite thing to do is sneak up behind you and kiss up and down your neck before attempting to suck a small hickey on you. She loves to finger you under tables too.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Amanda is kinda loud, she tends to get really into things and loses all sense of volume control or care about who hears, if you wanna stay quiet you're gonna have to cover her mouth.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Amanda loves body worship but she gets to flustered to give it likes she wants to.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Amanda has a vagina obviously.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Not very high until she truly gets to know you. When she falls head over heels in love with you she will start to be more frequent in wanting to fuck.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Once you snuggle up to her and get under the blanket she starts to doze off. She feels safe and so warm with you that it just lures her right to sleep.
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Hello again!
I have another idea for a dialogue if you're still looking for some.
It's for Wolfstar.
So... it's the reader's birthday, and they want to surprise her, they do and she starts to cry because no one has ever done anything like that for her, they start to freak out because of course they don't understand yet, but she explain and it's the sweetest moment 🥰
(This is basically because I haven't celebrated my birthday in years because I have no friends at all, and I need some cute wolfstar cuteness... this was sad... sorry bye 😅)
yeees! this is so precious! 🥰 also, I never celebrate my birthday either, we should celebrate our unbirthdays together 😬
Warnings: none :D pure fluff
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gifs aren’t mine 😁
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Happy Birthday
You woke up, stretching your body, hoping to find at least one of your boyfriends next to you, but the bed was completely empty. You frowned your eyebrows a little confused, until you heard them on the other side of the door of the apartment you had been sharing for a few months now.
"Sirius! Would you stop doing that? You're going to burn yourself!"
"But I want to help you!"
You chuckled softly when you heard Sirius whine and you slowly got out of bed. When you stepped outside of your room and into the living room, you could see your two boyfriends arguing in the middle of the kitchen. The entire place was fully decorated, breakfast almost ready for the three of you, balloons filled with helium adorning the ceiling, your favorite music playing, a mountain of presents in the corner, and your favorite flowers in every room of the house, with a trace of petals coming from the doorway where you were standing to your room. Remus and Sirius heard the door being opened and look back to see you standing there, bewildered.
"Happy birthday, love!" they yelled with the biggest smiles on their faces. Both of them with flour, chocolate, pancake batter, and whatever other ingredient you could think of all over their faces.
And the only thing you could do was cry. You didn't mean to. Your eyes started welling up and before you could say anything, tears started streaming down your face.
"Princess?" Sirius asked, freaking out before slapping Remus' arm. "I told you the balloons were too much!"
"Stop it, that's not what this is" Remus rolled his eyes, walking towards you. "Honey, what's wrong?"
"Do you hate the balloons?" Sirius asked, worriedly.
"Enough with the balloons!" Remus glared at him.
"N-no, it's not the b-balloons" you assured them as tears kept falling down your cheeks even if you tried to stop them.
"What's wrong, princess?" Sirius asked as he and Remus grabbed your hand and walked you over to the sofa.
"I'm sorry" you said, wiping away a few tears, only for new ones to come. "N-nothing is wrong" you assured them, grabbing their hands in yours. "It's perfect" you smiled through your tears. "E-everything is perfect, this is just- it's so..." your words got caught up in your throat. "I wasn't expecting you guys to-"
"To what? Remember your birthday? C'mon, love, give us a little credit, we never forget your birthday" Remus chuckled a little.
"No, I know" you laughed a little. "You always remember, even if I've always told you I've never liked my birthday" you told them. "Y-you didn't have to do all this" you said, pointing at everything around you.
"Well, we know we didn't have to, but... we wanted to spoil you today" Sirius said, kissing your cheek. "We know you've never wanted us to make a big fuss about your birthday but... we want to make a big fuss about you" he insisted.
"When I was little... I used to like my birthday" you started explaining. "But when I turned eight, after dinner, my parents sat me down and told me they were breaking up. I thought they were kidding, but then I saw a suitcase out of the corner of my eye. In the hallway. My dad moved out that night. And my mom never really wanted to celebrate my birthday after that" you said with a few tears escaping your eyes. "To be honest, neither did I so... I started spending my birthdays alone after that" you admitted.
"I'm really sorry, sweetheart" Remus said, pulling you closer to him. You have never told them why you didn't like your birthday and they never wanted to push you. "But you're not alone anymore and... if it's okay with you, we would like to celebrate your birthday like you deserve" he said, kissing your temple as Sirius kissed your hand.
"I would really like that" you said, truthfully. You had spent too much time being by yourself and making your birthday a sad day. Sirius and Remus had always made you feel incredibly loved and now you couldn't think of spending your special day any other way. "I love you two so much" you said, giving each one of them a peck on the lips.
"We love you two" the to of them said before peppering your face with kisses.
"I would still get rid of the balloons if you want me to" Sirius said, earning a smack on the head from Remus.
"Stop it, Siri, I love them" you insisted, before you frowned. "Um... is something burning?"
"MY WAFFLES!"
The End
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A/N: hope you loves liked it!
#marauders#marauders imagine#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#sirius black imagine#remus lupin imagine#wolfstar imagine#sirius black x reader#remus lupin x reader#wolfstar x reader#sirius black dialogue#remus lupin dialogue#wolfstar dialogue
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“How did you end up with the Suli family?” Rotxo asks one quiet evening. He’s sitting with Spider, helping him make nets while the others rush around elsewhere, probably readying dinner for their large patchwork of a family. In some ways they are still separate. Tsireya, and Rotxo are still more likely to listen to Ao’nung rather than Neteyam and he himself only listens to Neteyam, Kiri and the adults but they are coming together.
“What do you mean?” He asks, lying it out simple for the other to explain himself with. He knows how Spider ended up a Suli, officially, and it’s not a pleasant story. His healed leg aches on bad days, his hands tremble always, and it’s not easy, but it;’s the world he lives in now and he’s long accepted his place as a Suli instead of a Socorro. “I mean were you close with them before you were brought in?” There isn’t a Na’vi word for taken forcibly and Rotxo wouldn’t say that, if only because he doesn’t want to earn Neytiri and Neteyam’s ire. He himself can understand that, and his leg twinges, just a little bit. He also doesn’t know how to answer the question. Yes he was close with some of the Suli family but he and Neytiri didn't belong to each other for a very long time.
The truth of the matter is that it’s complicated and Spider says so to Rotxo. He looks sad almost, like a kicked baby ilu. The mean part of Spider, the part he is always tampering down says let him be sad, let him feel hurt for he never soothed Spider’s hurt, never helped him run.This part is growing quiter by the day and the part that says look at this family you have been provided grows louder. He listens to the kinder part and asks, “Is there something you’re looking to achieve?” Rotxo squirms, and won’t look at him. He recognizes this behavior from Kiri when she really wants something but doesn’t have the words. It’s okay. He waits calmly and patiently for Rotxo to be ready to speak. He is used to hours of this, minutes do not phase him. Eventually Rotxo says, face flushed, “I want to belong to my family as you do your own.” Oh for all the things someone to ask him, it's this. Why is it this
“Do they not love you enough?” He asks gently, very fucking confused because he knows that Ao’nung adores his younger best friend and that Reya loves him like a brother. Instantly Rotxo is shaking his head, gesturing wildly as his tail starts to flick in irritation. Spider’s pretty sure that he learned several of the ruder ones from Lo’ak but he isn’t going to tell. “I mean do they treat you like my family treats me?” Rotxo stops making horribl;e gestures that he probably doesn’t know the meaning of and shakes his head. Problem established, and now he can fix it, or maybe make it worse, depending on what he’s feeling at the moment.
First thing’s first, establish what Rotxo actually wants and go from there. “What do you want from our family?” He says, and makes it as blunt as possible. Rotxo flushes and murmurs something quick under his breath. He waits, continuing to work on his net top, similar to what Reya wears only more tightly knit. “I want to be a brother to them, not like a brother, I want them to adopt me as they did you.” Surprisingly he doesn’t sound jealous or resentful, he sounds calm and at ease. “Our family,” he says, emphasizing the our , “took me in because I belong to Neteyam, always have. For a long time I got away with being a little shit but when I well you know, Neteyam snapped I guess. If you wanted to, you could try the same tactics.”
Rotxo smiles sadly, “I’ve already tried acting out for attention. Once, only a few moons before the suli family arrived, I left for three days without telling Ao’nung where I went. He yelled at me but he didn’t do anything to stop me, you know?” That’s fucking insane. Spider even during his skxawang years, never ever left Neteyam for longer than a day, mostly because he wanted to be with the Na’vi as often as possible but now he recognizes that some part of him knew, even then that it wouldn't go well.
“That was really fucking stupid,” he says, wonder lacing his tone. Rotxo nods, “I know, and it didn’t even work. I spent three days feeling horrible and I didn’t even get what I want.” He pats his friend (brother?) on the hand. “I can tell you a little bit about my past with Teyem and Kiri if you want, see if that helps somehow.” Rotxo nods eagerly, so he starts with the first time he met Neteyam, also known as the time his entire life changed.
“Well it all started with a tree…”
“What are you doing?” He startles, falling right down on his butt. He hisses, a sound that the science-men make when they’re upset, a sound that they only make when they’re in their avatars. He likes the sound, like he likes the Na’vi language. The science men taught it to him before they tried to teach him english . He doesn’t like english so he never speaks it, even when people as him questions in it. He’d rather speak Na’vi cause it’s sense and sounds like home. He suddenly remembers that someone asked him a question so he turns round, smiling at the blue boy and girl who are lots taller then he is. He hears the boy wondering if he’s a boy or a girl so he decides the answer the question. “Imma boy,” he says simply, “and I’m trying to climb tree.” The two Na’vi stare at him for a moment before the boy smiles. “I teach you,” he offers. The girl comes closer, staring at him before ruffling his hair with a gentle hand.
He likes these two people, they are kind and make him feel good. “You put your hands on the knobby things.” the boy says politely, so he turns around and does so. He finds this much easier and suddenly after a few more instructions he’s up in the trees, swinging from branch to branch. “Spider,” the boy calls, so he looks down to ask what a Spider is. “You’re Spider. That’s your new name.” He thinks about this and decides that being Spider is much better then being Miles, a name that the science-men say and look upset afterwards. He decides that he’s going to be Spider from now on. “
There’s a beat of silence, and then Roxto asks, “How old were you?” He shrugs, “I think I was about four or so.” He’s hit with the impression that if Rotxo had eyebrows they’d be raised to sky right now. “Why were you out alone that young. I know Neteyam and Kiri are older then you so that makes a little more sense but why were you left alone.” He makes a vague noise of ‘I don’t know’ , “The science-men were really busy so I kinda escaped a lot.” Rotxo looks pained. He sighs very softly and says,” In our clan children are never left alone until they prove they can survive without too much help. Actually, why were Kiri and Neteyam allowed to be alone in the forest?” He shrugs,” Teyam was a very violent child, and Jake trusted him to protect Kiri.” He remembers the many times that Neteyam hunted down other children and left them bloody for daring to hurt him or Lo’ak. In hindsight he really should have seen the whole force adoption thing coming.
As he’s musing on this, Ao’nung and Neteyam enter the pod, chatting about something or other, obviously enjoying each other's company. Suddenly Spider sees a way to fix Rotxo’s problem and get himself some extra privileges at the same time. “Hey Teyam, Ao’nung can you come over here?” The two look at each other, shrug and walk over. Rotxo hisses, “what do you think you’re doing?” but Spider ignores him. “Rotxo thinks you don’t love him as your brother because you’ve never stopped him from doing anything nor has anyone in your family punished him for messing up.” He tattles quickly, making sure everything gets out before Rotxo claps a hand over his mouth. Neteyam yanks him into his arms, freeing him from Rotxo. Ao’nung however is staring at Rotxo, mouth agape. “So you’re telling,” Ao’nung starts slowly, “that every single one of your stupid, pointless stunts, like running away for three days was to get my attention?” Rotxo starts to wither, shrinking into himself at the sharp anger in Ao’nung’s voice. “You know, I thought that listening to my father would be for the best, that it would be completely logical to let you remain only as your parent’s son but I think I was wrong.”
Netayam laughs, says, “I’ve told you before that parents really shouldn’t get to make the decisions when you know better than they do. Also you should have asked Ronal.” Ao’nung does an imitation of flipping Neteyam off and turns back to Rotxo who’s curled in on himself, obviously afraid. “You are mine,” He says, gently but firmly. “You are mine, ma apre’ano, have been since the day we took you in.” Rotxo smiles, flinging himself into Ao’nung who catches him and hugs him tightly. They stay like that even when Tsireya and Kiri walk into the pod, stopping at the doorway when they notice how the four of them are tightly clustered together. “Did something happen?” Kiri asks, and Neteyam laughs, the sound filling up the hut. “Rotxo and Ao’nung are finally getting their shittogether.” Reya and Kiri both laugh, coming to join them in the little circle. It takes a while for Ao’nung and Rotxo to come apart but the second they do, Reya’s tackling Rotxo, murmuring to him.
Eventually the adults come back, and they all sit down to eat. Halfway through dinner Ao’nung speaks up for the first time “Rotxo, if you ever try running away again, I will break both of your legs. Tonowari stares at his children in concern and Ronal says, “Finally.” Neytiri pats her on the arm and dinner continues on.
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Zhar NSFW aphabet
Because a few demons befriended me (I love them)
Masterlist with OCs stuff
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Before meeting Nikolai she was always the caring figure almost every single time. Olga genuinely loved taking care of her last girlfriend. Kissing all her weak spots, wiping away any aftermath, bring her water, treats, run her a bath, lull her to sleep, while holding her ever so softly - Olga did it all gladly. So the first nights with Nikolai felt strange. Poor Zhar couldn't understand, what should she do while he is taking care of her.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Olga loves girls collarbones and that place where their necks meet their shoulders. Those lines, angles and curves make her weak. With Nikolai it's another story, of course. His hands drive her mind to some unholy places.
When it comes to her - she loves the lower part of her belly. Soft curves, but still a trained body. An invitation, a dare embodied.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Her lips will be all over you, sir/ma'am, so feel free to paint them. Olga is actually quite ok with any spot of your choice. Just keep this all protected.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Once she returned to her place after deployment and discovered, she had new neighbors across the street. What was interesting about that couple is that they seemed to be afraid of the dark and liked the flow of fresh air, so they were pretty on the display for a whole night. She didn't stare (for too long), but the image of these two ravishing on each other, taking care, edging, coming, was so appealing, it practically imprinted on Lts mind. She sent them flowers. No note, no nothing - just a gesture of gratitude.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
More experienced with women. With guys, she makes it all about them, faking it. Doesn't work with Nikolai, however.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
With girls: either the one, you're comfortable enough in to let her eat you out, or making you sit on her lap in front of a mirror. She doesn't want to just please her girl - she wants her girl to see, how beautiful she is, when Olga makes her come all over her fingers.
With Nikolai: straddling him, while he sits. The eye contact, his voice so close to her, his hands roaming around, pulling her closer, the perfect angle. Also him standing behind her, pressing her against the wall, caging her body, nipping on her neck, half-whispering half-growling praises and teases...? Yes, please.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
She can be a tease herself, used to do it a lot, so there was a bit of joking here and there. But then she met the guy, who lives to tease, and had to taste her own medicine. So Zhar is more serious with Nikolai.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
After the incident in A heart, she tends just to remove all the hair from her intimate zones. So that her skin looks more or less even (in terms of hair growth)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Very careful about showing Nik her soft, romantic side. Sometimes she wants to throw away, whatever keeps her busy at the moment, find him and just hold him tight for as long as he lets her. Zhar is secretly touch starved. But showing it would mean declaring, she needs this particular man more than she is ready to admit. Olga believes, he will at some point move on, find someone really worthy, so she tries to not make it harder for him.
Its a good thing, Nikolai has all the time in the world to convince her otherwise. He is not going anywhere, she is not yet another whim of his.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Tends to neglect her body's needs. After what she experienced as a teenager - she doesn't really think, that she deserves to feel good. Could go on for months without touching herself. It only went worse after joining the TF141. "Who needs sex, when we have so much work" was a joke for all the guys, except her. Instead of paying attention to her body she just volunteered for more work. It didn't help, that she had no female friends to talk to and never shared too much with Kyle, her best friend (he could at least have explained her, that Price and Ghost became such good soldiers not because they never paid attention to their needs).
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Voice kink. Very heavy one. So Nik got the Jackpot right there.
Blindfold sex.
Wax play
Claiming. Because someone does it every single time.
Somnophilia. She sees it as one of the best ways to wake up to, but it will take her time to admit it to Nikolai.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Tries to keep low profile and behave on bases (both Chimera and 141). Tries so very hard to make Nikolai behave in hangars and around his iron bird. At some point she will fail.
Her favorite places are the ones, where she feels safe and doesn't need to protect her beloved ones. Nikolais house has many magical spots (kitchen, shower, outer deck).
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Seeing, how good/skilled her partner is in anything. Nik repairing his heli does things to her, so she tries to not spend too much time near him. Hearing him negotiating, planning the mission, seeing him piloting is also hard...
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Spanking. She can endure through much pain - she just doesnt want to bring it in her bedroom.
Age play. There is an age gap between her and Nikolai, but she was never into this DD/LG thing. Thats actually why she snapped at him in a Heart, when he called her 'little one' (he was referring to her height all this time btw).
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Before Nikolai she was all about giving. Zhar would start simulating, when someone went down on her after a few minutes, just because she feels ashamed, that she needs much time and attention. But Nik has time. All the time. And he loves spending it in his moaning, heavily breathing, almost crying heaven.
Zhar feels very sorry, she can't take Nik fully due to his size, but loves the feeling of him against her tongue. Little does she know, he gets off even of a view of her kneeling before him.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Loves it rough. But Nik spends such an ungodly amount of time on foreplay, that she is usually on a verge of release even when he just starts with slow long thrusts.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Due to their extremely tight timetables, quickies happen quite often (they need a proper vacation with proper dates).
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Zhar trusts Nikolai with almost any experiment, he is interested in, as long as it happens not on the base.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Doesn't last too long with Nik because this guy shamelessly stimulates all her weak spots simultaneously. But gladly goes for another round for a few times. Just a few minutes of Nikolais raspy voice tickling her ears is enough to convince her.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
She never really had time to explore different options and decide, which fits her the most. And the guilt for pleasing herself was too potent to even start thinking of involving toys.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Loves teasing. It's not the easiest task with Nikolai, but on rare occasions a message pops up on his smartphone in the middle of Chimeras debriefing... Usually it happens, when some other soldier talks. His eyes dart to the screen, and to her, sitting on the other side of room, seemingly paying no attention to anything, but debriefing, definitely not having sent her boyfriend a photo, she made in the shower last evening. Poor thing doesn't count on Nikolai actually having the nerve to cut the debriefing short and let everyone except his second in command go.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Has the tendency to cover her mouth, so that she is quiet, even when they are in private. But Nikolai doesn't tolerate such a behavior. He needs her to scream his name, he gets drunk on sounds of her whimpers and moans. Her breathy 'please' and 'yes' sends him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Almost all her colleagues (141) considered Olga an asexual for ages. Only one person knew, she had a life beyond the base.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
I mean look at her
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Quite low before she met Nikolai. Or so she thought. Because her body aches for sex, its been begging her for some action for years, but she kept neglecting. It scares her sometimes, how badly she needs Nik to pull her closer, ignore her weak reasoning and just go for it. So it all gets better.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
In Nikolais hands - quite quickly. But she tended to feel really worried about a few first times because of her burns and he spent quite some time on talking her through that stress.
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Will- Pregnancy Alphabet
A= Announcement (When/How do you announce your pregnant to you boss, co-workers, friends?):
The first person we tell is obviously Ella. We purchase her a cake and a T-shirt that say 'worlds best big sister'. Next we tell Jay and Erin, we just show them a positive test. We wait for 3 months to tell anyone else.
B= Baby Predictions (Who will the baby be more like?):
Ella thinks baby will be exactly like her. Will also thinks the baby will be like me and Ella.
C= Cravings (What cravings do you have? ):
Bread. Just bread.
D= Due Date (When is the Due date?):
Due date is May 18th
E= Emergencies (How do they act when something happens during the pregnancy?):
Thankfully nothing is wrong, but being married to a doctor means that I am having check ups everyday. Will is always asking how I'm feeling and if anything has changed with the pregnancy.
F= Falling (How do they react you falling or about to fall?):
I have a little tumble while it's icy out. Will was there to catch me. I then get lectured about being more careful.
G= Gender(s) (What gender do they want the baby to be?):
Ella wants the baby to be a girl, but Will and I don't care.
H= Hands (Do they like to place their hands on your tummy? Do you place your hands on your tummy?):
Yes. From the day we found out I was pregnant he was always putting a hand on my tummy. Ella too. I didn't really place a hand on my tummy until I get a bump and even then I don't stand rubbing my tummy often.
I= Illness (How do they react when you get sick?):
Other than a cold I don't get ill. Will went out and got me medicine that's ok for pregnant woman just to help my headache and stuffy nose.
J= Job (Do you stay at work? Are you allowed to stay at work?):
Yes. I only work in an office so I stay until I have my baby.
K= Kisses (Do they like kissing your bump?):
Yes. Will loves kissing my tummy especially when my bump grows.
L= Life (How has life changed while your pregnant?):
We've been trying to get Ella as ready as she can be for the arrive of the new baby. But life for us hasn't really changed to much other than getting the baby room ready.
M= Movement (How do they react to feeling the baby move? How do they react to the sight of the baby kicking?):
I didn't think Will would be to excited because he's seen it so many times at work, but I was wrong. The moment he felt the baby he rang Jay to tell him, shouting with excitement. At first Ella was a little unsure about how she should feel
N= Nesting (Do you start nesting? When do you start nesting?):
No. I was expecting it ti come but it never does.
O= Outfits (When do you start buying maternity clothes? When do you start buying outfits for the baby?):
Almost immediately. Will and I go shopping at but myself maternity clothes and baby clothes.
P= Parents (Do they give advice? Is it good advice?):
The only person that gives advice is Natalie but it's more this she wish she had known before having her son.
Q= Questions (Do they ask the midwife a lot of questions. Do they keep asking if your ok?):
No. Will is pretty chill. Having a lot of knowledge himself he knows what's going on, although he does ask if I'm ok a lot.
R= Risk (Is there any risks during the pregnancy?):
No thank goodness.
S= Sickness (Do they you have much morning sickness? When does it start? When does it stop?):
My morning sickness would continue till I was just over 13 weeks pregnant.
T= Talking to the Baby (Do they talk to the bump? Do you talk to the bump?):
Yes we both love talking to the growing baby. Ella also loves telling baby how excited she is to meet them.
U= Upset (How do they act when your upset? Why do you cry over most?)
I don't get upset to much during the pregnancy, but when I do Will gets me chocolate and hugs me.
V= Vision as in Supervision (Do they keep a close eye on you? Do they make sure someone's always with you?):
No. Will knows I have gone through this once before and trust that if something felt wrong I would tell him.
W= What's the plan? (What is the birthing plan?):
Remembering how painful my last labour was this time I want to try a water birth at home. Will has managed to get it arranged but things can always change.
X= Xray or Ultrasound (How do they react to seeing an x-ray of the baby. Do they tear up when they see the ultrasound?):
Will doesn't tear up, but he can't take his eyes from the ultrasound. When we get the photos printed immediately they go in his wallet eager to show anyone and everyone.
Y= Yearning (How do they truly feel about having a child? Do they feel as though they are ready for a baby?):
Will is super excited. He thought he was ready but as the babies arrival gets closer he is more nervous. He just wants to be a good dad.
Z= ZZZ (How much sleep do they get during the pregnancy? How much sleep do you get?):
We all sleep pretty good, except for when I need to go to the loo in the middle of the night, but once I'm back in bed I'm asleep.
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Hi! I saw you are taking request. I like the idea of Max is mad at reader (for the most stupid shit like reader misplaced Max's comics) so r does everything to make up for it and it end up in fluff.
Don’t Say Stupid Things
a/n: hi!! i stuck with the comic thing but didn't fully go off of what you asked. i hope that's okay!!
word count: 1k
summary: max is passionate about very few things. but when someone disrespects them she'll let them know they are in the wrong. someone is you. you are someone.
warnings: not rlly proof read thats really it, but if there are any more let me know!!
st - masterlist m.masterlist
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This was stupid.
She knew that. You knew that. She knew you knew that but Max is stubborn. So what did you expect? Really, I mean how else would you think she would react besides completely ghosting you?
You should never have called her comics dumb. You know that now. Owning almost a hundred dollars (from almost half the money that you gifted her for presents on holidays) worth of slimy paper.
Sure they were fine, but it felt like an obsession at this point. The shelves upon shelves that filled Max’s room and the fact one was always shoved in her backpack was just too much. Sure it was a lot, but you should have never called it dumb. Dumb wasn't the right word. Crazed maybe but you should never have called them dumb.
But also you knew you didn’t deserve this much torment. Max gets sensitive sometimes. It just comes in her list of warnings when you get her. Sensitivity is nothing to be ashamed of. Of course, it isn't. However when it’s mixed with the amount of stubbornness that girl holds in her body you better be ready for the wrath of Mayfield.
Such as now. You are currently facing the torture of being ignored. It has been a week since you last talked to her and she wasn’t letting up. Max has made it very evident she found your opinions invalid and has taken the belief that you were just the most uncultured being to ever walk this earth.
But if “the most uncultured being to ever walk this earth is what she wanted your name to be now, you sure as well were going to change it. Anything for her. I mean duh, she’s your girlfriend… You think she’s still your girlfriend at least. There hasn’t been an official break up so till then she is still the love of your life.
Flashing back to now. The present, where you currently stood in the comic store. Staring blankly at the many racks without a clue of what to do. The chocolates and giant stuff bear that you left on her porch because she refused to open the door even though you clearly saw her walk into her house before you arrived. The only reason you didn’t camp out there was that her step-brother threatened to stuff you into the bear if you didn’t quote-unquote ‘Can it and the hell off of his property.’” Jokes on him. He’s not the house owner and Max’s mom loved you which means nobody would be stuffing you in a bear either way but he still looked like he was honestly considering it from the look in his eye. So yeah, the gifts were abandoned.
Now, plan B was better but less effective. Following Max around like a lost puppy between periods and begging for forgiveness during school seemed like a reasonable choice. Even if in the end she just acted like you were nonexistent
Plan C of her mom letting you in and you barging into her room didn’t work
Plan D was just begging her and practically crying at her feet.
Maybe you did look absolutely stupid and look like such a dumb ass but the quirk of her lip from your whiny pleas showed it was worth it. All those steps lead you to plan E. Where you now were buying the most limited edition comic book in the store. That you could afford of course.
Stepping out of the store without 50 dollars felt like you had sold your soul. It would be worth it in the end though. Right? Anything for Max.
Standing once more on her front steps you didn’t know if your judgment was right. Billy had answered the door and you gave him an uneasy smile when he didn’t say anything to you and instead just turned around to yell into the house to call Max.
She then met you at the door with an unreadable expression. Her pretty face relaxed but her eyes held all that fire you missed oh so much.
“I never should have said what I did,” you blurted out, pulling out the pages from your bag and handing it out to her. “Collecting and reading comics is a passion of yours and I shouldn’t have disrespected it.” Uneasily Max took the comic from your hands. Her eyes widened as she realized what was in her hold.
“Is this the CGC Wolverine series?” She asked. The first words she said to you that wasn’t non-verbal or yelling at you. Rubbing your neck you shrugged.
“If that’s what it says.” She snapped her eyes back up to you.
“This is like almost 60 bucks,” Max stated.
“Well looks like I got a bargain then. The store sold it for 50.” Somehow her eyes grew wider.
“What the hell, Y/N. Why would you spend that much? You have just come over and hand me a fricken Wonder Woman and I would’ve been happy.”
“Like I said I shouldn’t have said what I did. If comics are what makes you happy, then I’m happy with getting you that.” Silence filled the space between you as Max found the words to respond. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish. “Unless if you don’t like it. Then I came to return it,” you teased. Frantically she shook her head.
“No, no. It’s great. Awesome, actually,” she laughed breathlessly. Bringing her arms up, she wrapped her arms around your shoulders. Instinctively you followed her actions, leaning into her embrace.
“Sorry again,” you hummed.
“I forgive you,” she responded, her voice muffled by your shirt. Sighing you rubbed her back gently. You missed her warmth.
“Just don’t add that to the dumpster like the bear, alright? That was one thing that was another.”
Max physically winced against you.
“How’d you know?” You let out a hearty laugh.
“Steve drove by and pointed it out. Not that it matters to me much anyway. He was the one that bought it and said it would work.”
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Magical Nights
Part 2 of 2! (make sure to read part 1 if you haven't!)
Story below the cut!
“A-ah! I’m sor…I-I mean..U-Umm..” “U-Uh just, n-nevermind.” “what's your name?”-Colby asked.
The Girl Opened her Mouth for a second, seemingly ready to say her name..But..
“W-whut Na..me?”-The girl said in a confused tone.
“H-huh? Don't..” “D-Don’t you have a name?”
“What Naame?”-She repeated.
“Do..d-do you not know WHAT a name is?”
The girl shook her head in response. Colby was Shocked..how could she not know what a name is!?
All of a sudden Colby felt a strange amount of energy come over Him after finding out about the girl’s name problem..
“Wuh-wait here! I-I’ll be back in a second!”
Colby Ran out of the Classroom and came back only moments later, Now holding his sketchbook in hand, Motivated to teach.
“See this?” “Book.” Colby held the sketchbook up with his hand, and pointed at it with his left. “B-Book is its name, Everything has a name..” Colby put his sketchbook on the floor and slid it to her.
“Name…book.”-She said Slowly.
“N-now you’re getting it!” “I-I have a name too!” Colby pointed at himself with both hands.. -“Colby!”
“Culdee!”
“No-no, it's Col-bee.”
“Col..bee” “C-Colby! Colby name!”-She said happily.
“G-great! Now what’s yours?”-Colby asked.
The girl paused, and her smile disappeared..
"...N-no Name!”-She exclaimed, distressed.
“Y..Y-you really don’t have one?”-Colby blurted out in surprise- “U-Umm, Uh, Y-you could..Th-think of one for yourself..”
Hmmm…The girl sat there for a while in silence, thinking of a name for herself..
Colby started to feel embarrassed while waiting, thinking about how enthused he was to teach her about names n’ whatnot. I’m so stupid..
Colby took notice of the Ever growing silence- “I-If you can’t think of anything, I could try..”
“Rweally? Do do!”-She Joyously replied.
“O-oh! Umm...well I-I’ll try..”
Colby Grabbed his pencil and book and started to think..
(Name…a name..) Colby Thinked and thinked, trying to come up with a good name..(Tulip? Daisy? Rose? No…. maybe Posie? Sunny? N-no this is a real person we’re talking about-) (Carrie? She doesn’t look like one.. Didi?..M-Maybe, I don’t know..)
And finally, after a little while, he finally wrote something down.
“I-Is this good?”-He said, sliding his book to her.
She held the book in her hands and Looked at her name.. “Muhwee?”
“N-no, MILL-E.” He corrected.
“Millie..”
“Millie Like! Ehehe!”-She said with a Joyous grin on her face.
“A-Alright!”-Colby responded.
Colby noticed something odd..Despite already having accepted the name he picked, Millie continued to flip through his sketchbook.
Colby’s face went red when he realized what she was doing.. S-she's looking at his drawings!
“W-wait wait! Y-you don’t wanna look at those!-” Colby snatched His sketchbook out of Millie’s hands and into his own-“Th-those are all bad, you sh-should look at S-Something else.”
“Nooo, Millie wanna look...please?”
“I-I..don’t know..”
“Oh…okie..” She said with a disappointed look on her face.
Colby was hesitant, Colby was sure that She’d hate his embarrassing art but after seeing her reaction, his heart sank a little. Millie’s feelings mattered more than his, He didn’t like seeing her sad, and he didn’t enjoy denying someone who had been so kind to him. He didn't wanna hurt her. Even if she despised it, Colby could handle it. He always did…
Colby Gulped.. “H-here, i-it’s fine..”
Colby Anxiously handed the book over to Millie. her face lit when she saw it, and grabbed the book out of Colby’s hand.
Colby couldn’t help but get choked up, as he watched Millie flip through the almost endless amounts of finished drawings, and random doodles he made, anticipating her Response.
And then.. It finally came.
Broomy and Millie Both gave a double thumbs up!
Colby was shocked.. “H-huh?”
“You good!” She exclaimed.
Colby felt his cheeks get Flushed, the choking feeling in his throat he once had only a moment ago was gone, and was replaced with an Odd feeling in chest. Colby could never explain what it accurately felt like in words, it wasn’t bad, it was quite a nice, Oddly Warm and tingly feeling.
“Y-you..Like it?..” “Th…Thank you!”-Colby said Joyfully.
Colby noticed the page that Millie had stopped on had a drawing he made of a certain character..
“C-can I tell you about s-something!”-Colby asked excitedly.
Millie Nodded yes.
“D-do you see that? Th-that's bucket boy. He’s from a tv show I used to watch! He’s the sidekick to Trashcan man. Bucket boy uses a-all kinds of gadgets he invented and trashcan man uses trash and-Oh-Oh! I forgot there's also a bunch of villains my f-favorite is called tup-tip, he’s really fun-a-and did you know in an episode they forgot to color The station master’s Helmet In?? It’s all based on a comic but I’ve never read it-”
Broomy and Millie Listened to Colby ramble on and on About the Adventures of trashcan man for ages. Millie didn’t say much, she Loved listening to Him talk on and on about something he liked. Not to mention, she got to learn a little bit too.
“What do you think?” He asked.
“Millie lu-like the Thingy About Trashman He’s Silly hehehe!"-She giggled.
“Heh, I-I guess it is a bit weird..but I like it anyway.”
“Ugh..it’s really c-cold in here..”-He said, holding himself shivering.
Colby wasn’t that bothered by the cold of the Room before, but it was steadily getting worse. Colby was freezing, he could see his breath when he exhaled, and he could even feel his hands freezing in his Golden cotton gloves. Just where was this draft coming in from anyway?
Colby stood up, and surveyed The classroom for a moment. He figured out that the Draft was coming from one of the windows in the classroom.
“Th-the window!-”
Colby walked to the window and was in disbelief..The glass in the window was completely gone!
Colby also noticed something rather odd, the floor was wet, snow was coming in from the outside! Colby took a peek out the window and saw the entire outside was covered in a lite sheet of snow. Tunderton, the city he lives in, is a very warm place, it had been a very long time since Colby saw his Home blanketed in white.
“what happened to the window!?”-Colby said.
“Oooh! Mullie and broomy come in dere.” “ehehe, Millie broke Butt here.” She pointed at the floor.
“you…Y-YOU BROKE IN!? W-why would you do that!?”-Colby said loudly in shock and worry.
“Nono be scream! Broomy Fix!”
“Broomy? F-Fix? W-what do you mean?-”
“Broomy, know what do! Right boomy?”
Broomy gave a thumbs up, cracked his wooden knuckles, and twiddled his fingers. and what Colby saw was nothing short of amazing.
Colby saw something on the ground start to sparkle and glow, from the spot rose the glass from the window, It was Completely intact! It flew through the air and left a trail of dissipating pink sparkles behind. Once it came back into the window, Broomy twiddled his thumb, and within an instant, the glass snapped into place, like it had never been removed at all.
Colby was utterly shocked and mesmerized.. “Nono..Th-that's impossible….How..” “H-HOW DID HE DO THAT?”
“Good booomy…” Millie said, as he patted broomy on the “head”.
“H-how did broomy do that!?!”
“Do whut?” She asked.
“Th-the f-floating thing! He made it fly! I-I-I’ve never seen anything do that before!”
“Ehehehe! Millie thought everybody could do that.”
“Y-you…really need to get out more.” “W-wait a minute…Everyone? In-including you?..”
“Mmhmm!” She nodded.
“C-can you show me?”
“Mmm…millie’s not useful Like broomy’s..”
“I-I don’t mind! Please?”
“really? hehe, Alright! Time for a trick..”-Millie Exclaimed.
She walked over to the Middle of the room and took a breath in, As Colby watched attentively.
Millie clapped once, and began to mutter-“🎵Dum dum ba-ba-dada-dee-dum bumdeedadadumdededum🎵” Under her breath as she danced around clumsily. Colby felt a bit confused while watching, was this some kind of ritual? Or was Millie just having fun?
Millie’s Musical mumblings Only grew louder as she continued to dance around. Millie spinned around and reached out her finger’s, finally doing her trick.. She shot out sparkling pink and tiny, almost snowflake-like stars right from her fingertips, Colby watched in utter amazement as the entire dark classroom, once only lit by a simple flashlight, was engulfed in a bright Pink Hue, and gentle falling stars.
Colby watched as one of the Small stars landed on his hand and quickly melted into nothing but a small pink spot on his glove..
“I-I..I can’t believe I'm not dreaming..” “I-I never knew something this strange could e-even..E-Exist!” Colby said with Wonder, bewilderment, and fascination in his voice..
“Play!”-Millie exclaimed, as she pulled Colby into the dance..
“M-MILLIE!-” Colby yelled out in Surprise!
“It’s fun! have some happy!”-Millie said with a smile on her face.
Colby was in complete embarrassment. He didn’t like dancing One bit, and he felt uncomfortable when Millie touched him, it was horrible! Colby was sloppy, nearly tripping on his own feet, struggling to keep up with Millie’s clumsy and random movements.
However.. the longer it went on, the more things started to click. He started to loosen up, He was still embarrassed but Colby didn’t think about it as much, He was focused on…well dancing. he was hopping up and down, spinning, and tapping his foot in a way sort of similar to Millie, but with his own weird style. It was oddly…fun. Even broomy joined in on the fun bobbing up and down to the imaginary music.
Colby eventually reached his limit, and Tumbled onto the ground, exhausted. Millie finished her dance soon after, she struck a pose and pointed her hand towards the ceiling, intending to shoot out one more burst Of magical wonderment, however, it had a very unintended result.
Millie felt her index finger go Numb, she lowered her hand down to look at it, only to see her finger glow a blood red. Millie screamed, when out of her finger shot not a spray of sparkles, but instead a large translucent ball, the recoil of which blew millie onto her feet!
The ball bounced around the entire classroom at a blistering speed, violently impacting nearly everything in sight. Colby was equally as scared as Millie, but not because of the ball specifically, he was scared for Her and Broomy's safety! Colby rushed, and grabbed Broomy first, throwing him under one of the few desks that weren’t knocked over. Colby tried to rush to Millie, but unfortunately, he couldn’t make it in time. Much to Colby’s shock and terror the violent rebounding ball flew in from behind Colby and Smashed into Millie's face, bouncing off her as well. Colby Yelled out Millie’s name as he saw her scream out in pain, and clutch her mouth after the ball hit her. He took her hand and quickly guided her under the desk. All three of them waited for the ball’s rampage to stop and it eventually did, impacting one final time onto Colby’s own sketchbook.
Colby saw Millie's eyes tear up from the pain..“M-Millie are you Ok?”-Colby asked, very worried.
Millie stopped clutching her mouth, and spat out several shards and a few of her own teeth, pooled in blood.
“O-oh, no..”-Colby said in shock.
Millie turned her head to Colby and gave a bloodied smile..“m-millie O-ok..”-Millie said in a shaky voice, trying to hold back the pain.
“M-millie..I’m S-So sorry..”
“N-no, it Millie wrong!”-Millie said, trying to reassure Colby.
“No! If I had gotten to you sooner this never would've happened! I’m so awful..”
“Culdee..”
Suddenly, Colby’s attention was caught by a strange ruffleing noise coming from the spot where the Dangerous ball had landed..
The three of them took a glance at each other and nodded in silent agreement. Broomy, Colby, and Millie, all crawled out from under the upright desk and cautiously moved toward the strange sound.
When the trio got closer they stopped once they saw the source of the noise.
It was Colby’s sketchbook, Lying there on the ground Squirming, the book leaked out Rainbow coloured steam, similar to the sparkly clouds Millie had made not too long ago.
Colby mustered up the courage and reached out for the book, wanting to know what’s really wrong with his book.
Colby picked up the book slowly, and felt his anxiety bubble up the closer he brought it to him, something wasn’t right, he had a feeling.
Colby shakily turned the book on its front and felt his heart sink into his stomach once he saw what was exactly wrong with his beloved book.
It had eyes! Colby made eye contact with the book and saw its bulging bloodshot eyes go wide..
“W-WAUGH!”
The book started to frantically try to pull itself out of Colby’s grasp, Colby quickly Lost his grip and the book aggressively flew out of Colby’s hands making him tumble over flat onto the ground..
Millie and Broomy Helped Colby back on his feet, and when Colby looked up he saw His book, Flying around the room Manically at a blistering speed, Clumsily Hitting itself into the walls, desks, shelves, and various things that filled the Room.
“Wh-whats wrong with it!?”-Colby asked.
“Mu-millie don’t know!”-Millie answered.
“I-I’m gonna try to get it!” -Colby said.
Colby Climbed on top of one of the desks and waited for the perfect moment. Once the book came flying in Colby's direction, Colby jumped in the air and caught it! He came crashing down onto the floor and gripped onto the book as hard as he possibly could, the book kept on trying to furiously escape, but Colby wouldn’t allow it..
Colby turned his head to Millie-“Go G-get a jar or something!”
“What’s Jar!?”
“Ugh..Just-Nevermind!”
“Wh-why, won’t you J-just… stay STILL!?”
Suddenly, The ground in the classroom started to shake, and from the book came a dazzlingly bright rainbow of light that blinded Colby, and made him let go. Colby’s vision returned only a moment later, and saw what the book had done to the classroom. The entire room was covered in fluorescent Constantly changing colors..
The book quickly flew Above the heads of Colby and Millie, and smashed its way through the classroom door. Colby rushed to look outside and Watched the book fly down the hall, painting everything in its path nauseatingly bright.
“C-Colby!-” Millie panicked, shaking his shoulder. Colby turned his head back..
“E-Egads!”
..Every Object in the Classroom was starting to manically Spring to life! The desks were walking around, Papers flying through the air, and worst of all, the walls began to warp and distort, closing in, crushing the room.
The three ran out, and watched as within in an instant…BLAM! The entire classroom Collapsed in on itself, leaving nothing left.
“M-m-millie Wh-what’s going on?”-Colby said, Terrified.
“Where Booky went!”-Millie Said.
“Wh-where it went? Th-that way i think!-” Colby pointed down the hall, and Millie ran down it, with Colby and Broomy following close behind..
The three eventually made it to the Lockers and stopped to look. “Wh-where is it?-”
“Booky..booky..boooky!”
Colby looked around in a panic for any potential trace of where the dastardly Book might’ve gone, just when Colby’s anxiety was reaching a boiling point, he finally spotted something..
“Look! th-There!” Colby pointed to a smashed window that was at the end of the long hall, bringing in the snow, ‘that must’ve been where it went!’ Colby thought.
The school was quickly deteriorating, the roof above them began to melt, grotesque Arm’s began to grow out of the wall’s, and got longer with every second that passed. Colby was shaking and starting to tear up, he was terrified and didn’t know what to do anymore. How could they get out of this? Was he going to die here? he couldn’t think straight.
Colby rushed over to Millie and grabbed onto her shoulders, with tears running down his pale face..
“Wh-what do we do now?? I-I-I’m s-scared!”
Millie wondered the same thing too, she didn’t want her Colby and boomy to get hurt! She knew they had to get to the book to stop it, but how would they get to it now?...wait..GASP!
“Millie has an idea!” She Exclaimed.
“R-really!? Wh-what is it?”
Millie turned her head to Broomy and made a special gesture with her right hand. Broomy gave a Thumbs up and made both of his arms magically disappear back into his wooden stick Body, Millie Picked up Broomy and held the plunger Between her legs, standing up in the front.
Millie beckoned for Colby to come, and he felt very confused.
“M-Millie! Wh-what are you doing?”
Millie beckoned again.. “Do what Millie Do!”
Colby had his doubts, but did as Millie insisted nonetheless. He watched Millie turn her head back once he got on and gave an infectious smile..
“Hold tight!”
“GOGOGOGOOO!” Millie Yelled out as she started to run! Colby was caught off guard by Millie’s sudden sprinting, he tried his hardest to keep in unison with her. The two ran and ran and grew ever closer to the shattered window that laid at the end of the hall.
The longer they ran for, the more annoyed Colby became, what was the point of doing this? Th-this is pointless!
“this isn't doing anything! We're just wasting time…?” Colby realized something odd, the feeling of his shoes clacking against the hard floor had gone..
Colby glanced down at his feet and reeled back in silent shock as he saw the ground go further and further away from him…They were flying!
Colby quickly Looked back Up, and watched in horror as they came closer to the broken window with each passing second.
“M-MILLIE, I TH-THINK WE SHOULD SLOW DOOOWN!”
Colby…regretted getting on.
The trio Smashed threw the fragile Window, Colby held on for dear Life as they climbed higher and higher into the night sky. Thankfully for Colby, Broomy stopped ascending, giving Colby a moment to breathe. Colby Gazed Below and felt a mix of wonderment and sheer terror as he saw his home, Illuminated in the night from so high above. Colby Gazed up and watched the clouds fly by him. He was captivated by the moon and stars that lit the Cold unforgiving night. It was freezing, but the moon gave him warmth.
Colby hated this at first, but now..
“COLBY!”-Millie called, Snapping Colby out of his trance..
“Y-yeah?” Colby replied surprised.
“Look there!”
Colby looked over, and saw Millie Pointing to a big bright city in the distance..
“Wh-what about it?”
“That one that one!”
Colby Squinted and focused more on the Faraway city that Millie pointed to, He could just make out a Tower Inflicted with the same glow that the school had in the distance!
“I-I don’t believe it! H-how could it have gone that far?”-Colby said bewildered.
“wow..Booky fast! But broomy faster..hehe.”
Millie turned her head to colby-“Ready?”
Colby Held onto Broomy extra tight-“R-ready as I’ll ever be..”
“Okay! GOGOGOGOO!” Magical flames burst out of the Rubber cup at the end of Broomy, sending the trio flying at a blazing speed toward the tower ahead! It was exhilarating.
When the trio made it to the Tower in the City, Broomy zipped Up and around the infected tower, steadily flying up to the top. Colby often looked down on the twisty way up, and wondered what the few cars that passed on the road’s below thought of them.
The three had finally made it to the top of the Tower, and there it was, the Thing that caused all of this chaos, the book. Colby Hurried off of Broomy in a huff, and dropped down to the roof..
“W-wait culdee!”
Millie Called, In the hope of stopping Him, But Colby didn't hear. He Ran towards his book determined to stop it, He Jumped in the air and Tackled the dastardly book with all his might!...and Colby caught nothing.
He looked confused at his hands and saw the book he had finally caught only a second earlier, had vanished completely.
Colby turned his head up and saw the book floating only a few steps away, Colby immediately lunged at it and successfully grabbed it! It wasn’t getting away, not this time.
Colby wrestled with the creature, trying as hard as he could to not let it fly away again. It dragged against him furiously, trying to escape Colby’s grasp until…they went too far.
The Ground laid hundreds of feet below. This is how it ends.
They’ll all be happier with me gone…won’t they?
Millie felt her heart sink the moment she saw Colby disappear over that dreaded edge, She put one foot forward, her heart racing, She sprinted and dived off the Building, determined to save him.
She fell and fell, the Wind blowing in her face, soaring down with broomy next to her. She grabbed Colby and the book, Broomy flew under them and tried with all his might to keep them from splattering onto ground! The Four came crashing down into a soft square hedge below. Millie and Broomy shuffled their way out of intertwined branches they found themselves in..
“Colby?” Millie took a look around and scratched her head in confusion. It was so strange, there was no sign of Colby around at all.
Millie felt something lightly pulling her, she looked to her side and saw Broomy there, tugging on her poofy dress.
Broomy pointed, and Millie's eyes went wide with excitement and relief when she saw two Yellow shoes poking out of the hedge! He was safe!
Millie immediately went over and Stuck her hands in the leaves and Pulled them apart only to see!-
“COL!..dee..?”
There laid Colby, still holding the book tightly, with it still squirming in his hands. Colby was staring straight up at the hole he made in the hedge, he didn't make a noise or move at all, he just…stared.
Colby’s attention gently shifted to her, with an indescribable emotion on his face..
“W-Why did you do th-that?” “I s-should be dead..” Colby Muttered, with tears rolling down his tired sickly face.
Millie Smiled warmly. “Millie don’t think so.” She reached out her hands and Pulled Colby out of the branches and leaves he was trapped in..
Colby lost himself in emotions only Moments after he regained his footing. It was an odd feeling, he felt good, he felt guilty, he felt melancholy and wistful, His mind was clear, but full of thoughts at the same time. It was like something changed in him the moment he fell through that hedge.
He had a lot to think about. And for some reason..He blushed too.
Colby's teary eyed thoughts were halted by the sudden Sound of Millie calling his name..
“Colby?” there stood Millie, with a worrying look on her face..
“Y-yeah?” Colby Sniffled.
“Gimmie.” She Stated.
“G-Give what?” He asked.
“Booky!” She answered.
“Bo..WHAT?”
His grasp on the book tightened..
“N-NO! If I let go of this thing for even a second I-It’ll just fly away and WE'LL HAVE TO DO THIS ALL OVER AGAIN!” Colby exclaimed in a fit.
Millie was taken aback by Colby’s volatile Reaction..
“P-please! M-Millie needs to!”
Colby looked at Millie, and then back at the Book, Colby, filled with frustration, shoved the Book into Millie’s hands. Colby stomped off into a corner, crossed his arms, and looked away.
Footsteps.. footsteps..the ruffling of a dress, that's what Colby heard. He, curious, peaked over his shoulder and was surprised to see Millie, crouched down on her knees, doing something to it.
Colby quietly stepped behind Her and took a closer look..
She was.. Cuddling it?
After a little while, Millie released her lite hold on the thing, and Colby watched as it gently fluttered away into the dark blue sky, the Tower turned back to normal too.
Colby was scared and Worried about the loose book, and bit curious too.
Millie got up and turned her head to him..
“Wh-why did you let it go?” Colby asked worriedly.
“Booky was scared…Millie feel it. She answered.
“Scared?..” A sudden flood of Guilt Washed over Colby the Moment he heard that word..”scared.” He looked down at his hands in shame and remorseful thought..
“I-I..I..Never thought about it that way..” He muttered.
“Umm culdee, Millie has a..hmm..whatmamanameit…a Question?” She sheepishly said.
“Yeah?...” He replied, in a sad energyless manner.
“What Umm, Name for when..Millie Like to Spend time with Someone Really Weally much? So much that Millie maybe..wanna do it more?” She Said, twiddling her thumbs..
“Uh..Umm..It's..” Colby paused, and got choked up thinking about the word..
“F..Friend. It’s..Friend.” He answered.
She outstretched her Hand.. “Millie wanna be Friend.” She said in a sweet tone of voice.
Colby’s mind went blank. Friend?..
Why would ANYONE, Wanna be friends with such a cruel, mean heartless Person Like him? Someone who has done Nothing but Bother and waste her time with pointless Borderline incomprehensible NONSENSE all night. Much less want to shake his disgusting, Bruised, and Worthless HAND; She deserves a Better Friend! Not someone so Disgusting, Worthless and..A-And..S-she..A..F-friend..
I wanna be her friend.
Colby Reached out, and his Golden Gloved hand met hers– A soft, warm, friendly hand that didn’t scare him. One that wouldn’t hurt him.
“EEEE! MILLIE FRIEND MILLIE FRIEND!!” Millie Escaticly shouted, Jumping up and down While vigorously Shaking Colby’s hand..
She quickly let go and Held hands with broomy. “Millie has a friend..Millie has a friend..Millie has a fwiend..” She happily sang and danced.
Colby Looked up at the slowly Brightening Sky and realized something, It was time to go Home.
“Uh Mu-millie!” He said, trying to catch her attention.
“YAH?” Millie responded.
“C-can you take me Home?” Colby asked.
Millie stopped right in her tracks.. (Colby Imagined a record scratching sound effect in his head when he saw it.)
“Whasa home?” She asked with a mix of curiosity and confusion on her face.
“Y-you don’t know what a home is..?”
“U-umm I’ll explain later, let's fly. I-I can show you the way!”
And so, the three Hopped on Broomy and flew into the sky once again, with Colby guiding the way..
-
The three flew in and arrived at Home, Uncle's house. Colby Hopped off Broomy, and walked up to the door..
He reached Under the Doormat and grabbed the Key hidden under it,
And quietly unlocked the Front door..
He quickly swept the key back under the doormat and turned to Millie, Patiently waiting behind him.
Colby took a breath in and clasped his hands Together..
“uh, ok..so–” “A-a Home is..where you and your family Um, Live and sleep and do a lot of other things..” Colby explained.
Millie's soft smile suddenly seemed to fade. “Mm…Millie don't have that..”
“H-huh? Wh-what do you mean?”
She twiddled her thumbs and looked at the ground longingly.. “Broomy all Millie has..”
“Millie..”
Colby felt deeply sorry for her, he wanted to help as much as he could. Thankfully for Him, An idea popped into the back of Colby’s mind. Colby Turned the doorknob and quietly opened the door, he turned his head to Millie..
“A-are you gonna be ok?"-Colby asked.
Millie Pat her chest reassuringly-“Millie okay.”
“Alright…” Colby hung his head low, and took the first step onto the hardwood floor that covered his Home, Colby turned his head one last time to Millie..
“Bye.”
Millie waved back with a slight smirk on her face, and with that, the door closed, and her New Friend was gone. Playtime was Over, the fun time they spent together was short, but to her, It felt like forever, and she wouldn’t mind if it was.
Millie could feel her eyelids Grow heavier with each passing minute. it was time for her to go as well, she kneeled down to Broomy’s level and whispered.. “nap time?”
Broomy nodded, and hopped down the sidewalk, with Millie following behind.
Colby pulled his blanket over him, rested his head on his pillow, and closed his eyes.. While Colby was drifting off to sleep he only had One thought on his mind..
I should water the flowers.
—
Days and days and days passed, Things were quiet. Cold. normal. It was late in the night, Colby was Folding and putting away clothes alongside his uncle, an uncomfortable silence permeated the air between them.
Uncle spoke up.. “Uh, I’m happy you watered your little garden back there, It’s been ages since the last time I’ve seen you do anything with it. I’ve actually been thinking about getting rid of it to free up some space in the backyard for a bit. Heh! Not anymore..”
Colby stayed uncomfortable and silent.
“...Uh, so how is scho–Sorry, How WAS school? I Forgot that school Is out for you right now.”
“I still Don’t Understand how your School could have just collapsed in on itself Overnight for no reason. Hmph, when I Was a kid, schools were made out of sturdier stuff.” Uncle said.
“It was Ok.” Colby weakly replied.
Uncle stored the final shirt away in his drawer and looked at his nephew. “Looks like everything's done, Thanks for the help.”
“o-ok.”
Colby turned around and headed for the door, and turned the knob. He suddenly remembered something he forgot to ask! He hurriedly turned back..
“U-umm, h-have you thought about–”
“YES I’VE THOUGHT ABOUT IT. I heard it the first six times you said it.” “If you actually cleaned your Room, I’d maybe consider Letting that Millie girl in with us more..”-Uncle interrupted.
“...Y-Yeah.” Colby Replied.
Colby Slinked out of Uncle's room, and dragged his feet across the floor to His. Colby Opened the door to his room, and looked towards his drawer, upon which laid a single Flower, waiting there.
Colby gently held the little white flower in his hand, and thought of her, his friend.
The fun times they had, soaring through the air, singing and dancing, and those scary moments now fond..
Colby held the flower to his heart, and closed his misty eyes- Maybe life would be better if I just stayed in here, in my own little room, No one else but me.
Suddenly there was a loud banging noise! Colby looked to the window in fright, something was out there.
Colby Puffed up his chest, and walked to his window, The boy bravely Pulled apart the curtains only to see– “Millie, I-It’s you!”
There she was! Floating in the air on broomy. Colby Swung Open his Window, and Millie couldn't even get a word in before Colby rushed away from the window, and came back only a moment later with something in hand.
“FOR YOU!” Colby Exclaimed, Holding out the flower in his hand.
“For ME?” She said surprised. Colby Opened his hand and Millie Gently Picked up the flower and looked at it with a gleam in her eye, so nice.
Millie took the flower to the upper part of her head, and slid the stem into her hair, with the top just peaking out– “Millie likes it very much!” She said with a joyous grin on her face. Millie And Broomy flew in through the window and landed on their feet..
“I-I thought you'd never come b-back..”
“W-why are you here?” Colby asked.
“Ehehe! What Culdee think? Millie wanna see You!” She said playfully.
“G-gosh, well, I’m not sure if we could do much right now..It's pretty late..”
“Late No matter! Culdee do Plenty! Millie could dance, spin..making thingies in the sand is fun…GASP! COLBY COULD TELL ME ABOUT BUBBYMAN AGAIN! It's fascinating!”
“R-really?..N-No..Uncle might hear..” Colby said.
“Hmm, Maybe Culdee has a u-uh…umm-”
“I-Idea?” Colby interjected.
“Yeah yeah!”
Colby had an idea..but..No she wouldn't like it..
“I-It’s s-stupid..” He said Unconfidently.
“Pleasee? Millie like to hear!” She Said.
Colby paused, his eyes shifted back and forth, finally, Colby beckoned for Millie to follow.
Colby lured Millie to the open window, He reached out his hand and pointed Towards the Moonlit sky–”Up there.” He said.
“I-I wanna go up there again. The big blue..I-It’s…I..”
“I Liked it. It’s nice.”
Millie’s look of curiosity turned into a grin and a nod, and Colby watched her Hop onto Broomy and float just outside the window once again.
Millie Held out her hand for Colby, and he held hers.
With Millie’s help, Colby Climbed onto Broomy and the three were sent flying off into the night again.
The Gentle Moon bathing them in its light, the beautiful white twinkling stars in the night, It was Freezing Cold, But with Millie by his side, It didn’t bother him one bit.
Colby Looked Up at the Big bright Crescent Moon that Lit the sky and became filled him with happiness. This was the closest He’d Ever gotten to reaching The endless beautiful expanse of the Cosmos. The Final frontier, Right there, within the Palm of his Hand.
Millie smiled, and Colby Smiled too, and for Just a moment..
Things didn’t feel so bad anymore.
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↱ my mother : the successful business woman ↰
➘ summary : In this story we see how Izuku grows up in the hands of a successful business women, watch as his mother becomes his hero, the hardships they face as a family and how Izuku gains new friends and siblings to come
➘ a/n : there’s now a masterlist for this story
➘ Chapter 4: Unexpected Reunions
C H I L D H O O D F R I E N D S :
It was a new day and as the trio ventured into the bustling grocery store, the sight of Timothée, the tall and intimidating guard of (y/n) and Izuku with long dark hair, could deter anyone from approaching. However, Izuku and (y/n) knew the truth—that beneath his imposing exterior, Timothée was a gentle soul with a soft spot for kittens.
Izuku felt a sense of comfort knowing that Timothée was there to protect them. Despite his scary appearance, he had quickly become a trusted guardian, someone Izuku could rely on and confide in.
As they strolled through the aisles, Izuku's eyes lit up when he spotted the hero-flavored cereal on the top shelf. He wanted to grab it but couldn't reach it.
"Don't worry, little man," Timothée said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. He effortlessly lifted Izuku and retrieved the cereal box, handing it to him.
"Thank you, Timothée!" Izuku said with gratitude, his eyes shining.
Just then, fate had a surprise in store for them. Turning the corner, they encountered none other than Katsuki and his mother, Mitsuki. Izuku's heart skipped a beat at the sight of his childhood friend and his aunt.
Mitsuki's eyes widened in shock. "Izuku? Is that you?" she exclaimed, scrutinizing the tall, dark-haired man holding him. "Who the hell is this man?"
"A-Ah Auntie Mitsuki, this is Timothée," Izuku stammered nervously.
Mitsuki's protective instincts kicked in, and she was ready to throw hands, believing that Timothée might have kidnapped Izuku. The situation was getting tense, and Izuku was panicking.
However, before things escalated further, (y/n) rounded the corner with the shopping cart, filled with even more groceries. Her presence commanded attention and instantly diffused the tension.
"Izuku, baby, it's time to go," (y/n) said sweetly, sweeping him into her arms. "Timothée, come along."
Timothée followed without a word, his resting face giving off a glare that left Mitsuki and Katsuki dumbfounded in the middle of the aisle.
Once they were away from the scene, Izuku breathed a sigh of relief. "Sorry about that, Timothée," he said, looking apologetic.
Timothée chuckled softly, ruffling Izuku's hair. "It's okay, kid," he replied, his voice surprisingly gentle. "Your aunt just cares about you, that's all."
As they continued their grocery shopping, Izuku couldn't help but feel grateful for (y/n) and Timothée. They were his family now, and he knew they would always be there to protect and support him.
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As (y/n), Izuku, and Timothée made their way to the parking lot, they were unaware that Mitsuki and Katsuki had followed them. The tension from their encounter in the grocery store lingered, and Mitsuki was determined to get answers.
Mitsuki confronted them once again, her tone sharp and accusatory. "Just who the hell are you? You aren't Inko, and you can't just waltz into Izuku's life like this!"
(Y/n) turned to face her with a stern expression, her eyes unwavering. "My name is not of importance to a stranger," she replied firmly. "Just know that I am Izuku's adoptive mom, and his birth mother, Inko, entrusted him into my care."
Mitsuki was taken aback by the authority in (y/n)'s voice, but she wasn't about to back down. "What do you mean, 'entrusted him into your care'?" she demanded.
Before Izuku could say anything, Katsuki interjected, anger evident in his voice. "Yeah, Deku! What's going on? Are you playing some sort of game?"
Izuku felt torn. He wanted to explain everything to Katsuki, to tell him that he was in a good place now and that (y/n) had been nothing but kind to him. But the words got stuck in his throat as Katsuki's insults started to hurt.
Before the situation escalated further, Timothée stepped in, his imposing presence commanding attention. He picked up Katsuki by the back of his shirt, like a protective animal parent, and handed him over to Mitsuki almost unceremoniously.
"Keep that hound on a tight leash," Timothée warned with a cold glare. Mitsuki bristled at the insult and was about to retaliate, but (y/n) intervened.
"I don't have time for this," she said, her voice unwavering. "We're leaving."
With that, (y/n) got into the car, taking her seat next to a strapped-in Izuku, who looked confused about the whole interaction.
Timothée followed suit, giving Mitsuki one last warning before closing the car door. "Just so you know, lady, I'm the head guard of the (L/n) estate. If I were you, I'd watch my tone when speaking to my mistress and young master."
Mitsuki was left seething with anger, but she had no choice but to watch the car drive away, taking Izuku and his new family with them. The encounter had left her with more questions than answers, but she couldn't deny that there was something different about the situation.
As the car disappeared from sight, Mitsuki couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had never seen anyone handle Katsuki the way Timothée did. It was as if they had their own rules, their own world, that she wasn't a part of.
Meanwhile, inside the car, (y/n) reached out and placed a comforting hand on Izuku's shoulder, offering him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Izuku," she said gently. "You don't need to explain anything to them. We'll figure everything out together, okay?"
Izuku nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. With (y/n) and Timothée by his side, he knew that he had a family who would protect and support him no matter what.
As they drove away, leaving Mitsuki and Katsuki behind, Izuku couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. He was grateful for his new family and the love they showed him, but he couldn't help but wonder about his past and the mysteries that still remained.
Yet, deep down, he knew that no matter what secrets lay hidden in his past, he had found a true family—a mother who loved him unconditionally and a guardian who would fiercely protect him. And with their support, he felt ready to face whatever challenges the future held, knowing that he was not alone in this journey called life.
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Y'all. I need there NOT to be a secret child between Bev and Jean-Luc because I CANNOT see her doing that to him???
At all??
I want to believe she wouldn't be so cruel?
I can't get past it.
And even worse, the theories that she had the kiddo in her absence in the second season of TNG? No. Nah. Nope.
A) I can't see her handing over the bebe to whoever looked after him whilst she was back on the Enterprise. Who would that even be, her pals are all on the ship?? She made it work with Wesley, she'd have made it work with this kiddo.
B) There's paperwork in having a child, no matter who Bev would have trusted to keep her pregnancy and birth a secret, someone would have known and someone would have said something SURELY. Can't tell me Starfleet Headquarters isn't scuttlebutt central.
C) How on a daily basis did she hide the fact she had a bebe from her best pal and empath Deanna??
D) Picard was in her head in Attached, there's no way a fleeting thought of their kid didn't appear.
E) Would Bev deny Picard the chance to raise a son and continue his family line, which he made no secret was a big weight on his shoulders? Even if she may have thought he wasn't ready or wasn't interested, Beverly would have given him the choice rather than making it for him.
F) "There's been something I've been meaning to tell you..." In Remember Me she says that with a little sort of smile and laugh, you don't follow that up with aye so we had a kid, he's on earth he's like 6 now no biggie just thought you should know.
G) You're no telling me that Q would have missed this juicy piece of goss, he'd have RELISHED telling Picard the instant he heard, if only to annoy Bev.
Just no.
I can't have Beverly betray Jean-Luc like that.
It may track with the older, kick-ass Bev that we're seeing in ST:Picard but it does not track with ST:TNG Bev.
(This being said, I will be persuaded by literally anything they say in the new show and defend Bev and her kiddo with my life. SHE WAS JUST DOING WHAT SHE THOUGHT WAS RIGHT, OKAY?? 😄)
#beverly crusher#star trek picard#jean luc picard#star trek the next generation#no secret love childs pls
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Aphrodite of Old Hall - 04
“Lady E's secret”
Anthony Bridgerton x F!OC / Benedict Bridgerton x F!OC
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings: angst, mentions death, mentions mourning, mentioons widowhood
At ten o'clock sharp, a beautifully polished carriage rolled onto the dreadfully wet Grosvenor Square, out of which a small young woman in a deep purple dress descended - it was none other than Elisabeth de Gressy, whose head was spinning around in circles from yesterday's events. Before she could even think about sorting her mind - and her feelings, one might add, for they were all over the place in her hurting head (Lady D's punch, need one say more?) - Benedict had opened the door and let her in. He had just shaved and put on a pristinely proper dark blue jacket - Elisabeth was surprised to see him look so prim and proper, for after their talk yesterday, they had engaged in multiple dances (she lost count) and even more glasses of punch.
"Good morning my dearest!", he said and smoothly kissed her hand. "The tea is ready, mother's ready and you, my dear, look absolutely beautiful."
She blushed and squeezed his hand. "Oh, you flatter me..." she whispered in his direction, before being pulled into the drawing room, which, to her surprise, was quite quiet. Benedict grinned from ear to ear. "Mother! I'd like you to meet the woman I'm courting. You have met her already, haven't you?"
Violet Bridgerton, who looked absolutely beautiful in her light blue gown, gave Elisabeth a sweet smile. "Briefly. I am more than delighted to meet you, Lady de Gressy, please take a seat and make yourself comfortable." Elisabeth kindly accepted the offer and tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "Lady Bridgerton, please call me Elisabeth, and I am also very happy to be here with you... Especially with all of the rain outside." She smiled and looked at Benedict, who looked like he had just stuffed two biscuits into his mouth. He nodded, agreeing with her.
Clearing her throat, Violet took a sip of her tea. "Now then, dear Elisabeth, do tell me more about yourself. I am afraid that I have been a friend of your sister in law for a long time, but our conversations never seemed to reach the topic of you." Knowing that it was now time to rattle off her accomplishments, she took a deep breath and fidgeted around with her small silver ring. "Well, I am nineteen years old, I was born in Switzerland, just as my brother was, I know German, French, Russian, Latin, Greek, Italian and English, of course. I can stitch, I draw..." She took a shaky breath, looking at Violet, to see if there was anything else she wanted to know.
Clearly uncomfortable about something, Violet nervously looked at Benedict and at his new sweetheart. "I was wondering... I mean if you are comfortable answering my question...", She stuttered and fumbled for words. Benedict, who looked like didn't know what his mother meant, gave Elisabeth a reassuring look. She bit the inside of her cheek, guessing already what Violet meant but waiting for her to spit it out.
Taking a deep breath and chuckling nervously, she also tried giving Elisabeth a reassuring look. "I do not wish to offend you, but why are you almost never accompanied or chaperoned by someone? Not that I am saying that you are improper, my dear, just wondering why no-one seems to bat an eyelash when you are doing things alone." She looked as if a huge stone had fallen off her chest. Elisabeth felt like one had fallen onto her, even though she was prepared to answer it readily. There was nothing untoward about it... Just hurt. Benedict shuffled nervously around his seat. He had wondered the same, but if the ton had not deemed it scandalous, then he wasn't going to ask her... Maybe after marriage, but he felt like that was an ambush.
Elisabeth grabbed the ring, which she had been fiddling and gently laid it down onto the table, next to her teacup. She felt tears welling up and her voice sounded brittle and broken. God, why did she always react like that when it came to him... "That's why." She quickly cleared her throat a few times and pinched herself. "It is a perfectly reasonable question, Lady Bridgerton." Taking another shaky breath, she looked into her host's stricken faces and before they could say anything, she quickly looked onto her slippers and continued. "We were wed when I was just shy of sixteen. He was in his mid twenties. As you can calculate, we were not married for long. He died in the past spring from consumption, which he had already had when my brother and his father... Had arranged it.
His father was desperate for an heir and my brother was promised a certain sum, how much, I do not know. We had no children, as he had left me the same day of our wedding to go to a sanatorium, where I had visited him multiple times and... He just... told me that he was no baby machine and that I should not be one, for him, anyways. He was also afraid that I would get sick too." Elisabeth's tears had slowly stopped and she smiled sadly. "I had my own salon in Geneva, where I had entertained many interesting Ladies and Gentlemen, Poets and Painters. One might even say I had a court", she said with a small angry chuckle.
"Well, as you might know that my brother's marriage is childless, he wished me to continue the family line, even if our name would be lost. I won't go into the details but George - I mean my late husband, sorry - had stipulated in his will that all of his estate should be liquidized and given to me... But only if I assume my maiden name again and, If my brother were to die, touch wood, I would inherit his title and not my late husband's. Now my brother summoned me here so this is where I made my debut and a lot of people know it because my brother told them or they know of my salon."
Violet and Benedict sat there in shock, neither of them quite knowing what to say. "That's... Tragic, my dear, I'm so sorry... I know how it feels to be a widow but you're so young and he sounded so considerate... Oh, dearest..." Her voice had also quivered when she came over to Elisabeth's side and, quite unexpectedly, hugged her. Elisabeth, who had not felt a hug in what felt like an eternity, did not know what to do and awkwardly hugged her back. After Violet had let her go and turned back towards her seat, a little creak was heard from behind the sitting room's door. Benedict quickly stood up and marched up to the person that was standing there. "Anthony!? You were eavesdropping? What on earth!?" The women in the salon looked at eachother in shock. Violet protectively laid her hand on Elisabeth's. "Anthony dear, please come in and join us."
A very bashfully looking Anthony came into the room, refusing to look at Benedict or Elisabeth. Elisabeth could see his discomfort being masked over by his weird stubborn anger, or whatever it was that had driven him practically insane a few days ago when he had realized that she wasn't who he thought she was. "Mother. Benedict. Lady du Gressy." His mother pointed at an empty chair between her and Elisabeth. He shook his head. "Not necessary. I just- I, um." Everyone could see that he had some sort of tirade ready but now that he heard Elisabeth's story, it would seem more than rude to say it. He just licked his lips and pointed at Benedict. "I don't approve. That's all you have to know." He turned towards Elisabeth but he faltered as soon as he saw her sad and disappointed face and quickly looked away. "And I would like a word with you, alone, now that I know that it is proper."
Elisabeth snorted and Violet shook her head, disappointed. "Anthony, don't-" He glared daggers at her. "I will and I shall. Now, if you would follow me, please." This was the second time that Elisabeth had been yanked away from Benedict and been humiliated by Anthony. Still, she thought it best to go to avoid any arguments...
Dearest Reader, what can I say? Tensions are rising...
“Lady Danbury's dubious Punch” <= Previous ¦ Next => “Acta, non verba”
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But I Still Won
Drabble series
D. 2 {serieslist}
Pairing: idol!seonghwa×photographer!reader(jihyun) (Jihyun is an imaginary person. I am not shipping anybody here. I just like this name.)
Genre: smut, fluff, angst
Summary: she didn't expect to get fucked by her idol... Well, it still happened.
Word count: 820
Note: poll for the next part is at the end. Please do vote.
Masterpost
*DO NOT REPOST, PLZ*
"Ah, Jihyun!" Nari, Jihyun's best friend, called her name, "wait for me."
Nari and Jihyun have been best friends since elementary school. Nari was well aware that Jihyun was innocent and sweet. After being with Jihyun, she decided to stick with her for as long as she could. People around them weren't that great but that was not a rare thing. These days people don't let innocents live in peace.
"I can still feel the vibrations of the concert," Nari said after catching up with Jihyun, "I miss it so much!" She whined.
Jihyun chuckled at her best friend's childish nature, "it's been two weeks already… I can't believe that I'm still living that moment," more specifically the bathroom moment.
"Right? I know. It was so nice. Did you see how hot they all looked, oh my dear God of hotness," she let out an exaggerated sigh.
They both took their books for their classes and left. The first lecture was on photography itself, it was Jihyun's favourite class. They entered the hall and took their seats in the middle. Their pens were ready to take the notes.
"Good morning, class. I hope you all had a good night's sleep," the professor began. ''Based on last semester's project portfolio and job suggestions, we have taken thirty students for placements in the bigger entertainment companies. We have divided you all into groups of five. You will be going there and volunteering for a photo shoot. They will look through your work and hire you accordingly. They can select all five or maybe none. So I would expect you all to be prepared for this. This is a nice opportunity to explore your interests. And I don't want any complaints about misbehaving or anything like that," the professor took a deep breath. "You will be going to these companies for a couple of days. And if hired, they will let you know the formalities and other expectations they have from you and you can tell them your preferences as well… I'll e-mail the information later today. Group one will be going to their company in two days. Rest you will get the e-mail. Stay updated on that!" With that, the professor started with the lesson.
Jihyun was one of the students who wanted to work with these companies. It was a great opportunity to travel and capture various moments. If she gets selected, she would be able to capture the heartfelt moments of idols and nature even.
As for Nari, she didn't want to work with them. She was more interested in wedding photography. Looking at the happy families and mixed emotions of the weddings, was her thing. Nari was a wedding enthusiast. Her biggest dream was to get married and have a happy family. Just a typical girl who was looking for a perfect match. Maybe she could find someone at some of these weddings. That would be a story to tell.
…
A week later, Jihyun was standing outside the KQ Ent.'s building with four others. Her heart was beating furiously in her chest. She didn't think that she would be given this company to work with. Although she did hope for it. But now when she was standing here, she wanted to turn around and go back.
There were two groups— Block B and ATEEZ— whose photo shoot they were going to do. To her surprise, she was going to work with ATEEZ. There was one more classmate with her.
Jihyun was thinking about Seonghwa. He knew her. She was expecting him to recognize her because they fucked in the bathroom. She wasn't aware of his fuck boy side so her hopes were getting high.
Like a typical romance novel, she was expecting him to get teared up and say "I was trying to find you, Jihyun. But look, you are here. Fate wants us to meet each other," and all.
"Jihyun! Come on," the other classmate snapped her out of her trance.
The interior was modern and subtle. A peaceful place for sure. The beautiful pictures of the groups and soloists were hanging brightly around the hallways. The students were escorted to the different meeting rooms where they were going to discuss their job.
As Jihyun entered the room, her eyes fell on eight handsome boys. They all were looking too different from what they looked like at the concert. Their bare faces were mind-blowingly handsome. The casual outfits looked so comfortable.
They all politely greeted you both when their manager introduced you to them. Jihyun's eyes moved around and settled on Seonghwa who was already looking at her. His eyes were unreadable and had a small smirk on his face.
Jihyun's cheeks heated when the flashbacks came running back. She nervously bowed her head and looked away.
'He must have recognized me,' she blushed and turned around to pay attention to what the manager was saying.
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Sanaa's note:
The behavior of all the characters is visualized.
Taglist:
@veneziamadness @cheline @jhmylove @nanibecute
*lemme know if you wanna be added to the taglist*
*original pictures are not mine, I just edited them*
Result of the previous poll-
Have a nice day/night💓
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— INTRODUCTING JESSE MARINO
welcome to marina, JESSE MARINO ( cis man, he/hm ) ! they are a THIRTY-FOUR year old who has lived over on HYLAND PARK for TEN YEARS and works as a OWNER OF DEADLY INKS. everyone says they look a lot like CASEY DEIDRICK. what do you think? — ALYSSA, 29, PST, SHE/HER.
b a c k g r o u n d ;
Jesse was born in a Savannah, Georgia. He was the oldest Marino and has two younger sisters (tbd). His father was a politician and his mother was the typical southern belle.
There was a lot of pressure on the eldest Marino to become the type of man who could make the family proud, and carry on the family name without ruining it.
He was able to effortlessly interact with anyone who crossed his path, building those relationships like it was nothing but things changed when he was sixteen.
He was invited to a party, the only thing he didn't imagine was his younger sister also being invited to the party. She was fourteen at the time, an age where he would have told her to stay the fuck home and not even think about it.
One of his friends pulled him aside that night and told him they thought they saw his sister going upstairs with tool in his grade. So, he went up to one of the rooms. When he opened the door, he noticed his sister on the bed and one of the guys near her. He didn't take time to assess the scene or figure out what was happening since he jumped to the worst conclusion.
He pulled the guy back by his hair and started to hit him over and over and over. His friends had to pull him off of the guy. Instead of saying much, all Jesse did was get his sister out of the house and took her home.
The next day the cops showed up, put cuffs on him and took him away, creating the image his father worked so hard not to have which is why Jesse's father made him suffer in juvie and when he got out, his family had moved out of town and left him behind.
He was eighteen when he got out, he jumped from couch to couch until he had a friend who moved to Marina Heights and informed him of a tattoo parlor that was hiring. So, he packed up his things and moved to the island.
The man who owned the tattoo parlor took Jesse under his wing and treated him like a son more than his own father had. He focused on the tattooing and working toward becoming someone who could take over the shop one day.
When he was twenty-eight, that's when he met her. She swept him off his feet and he didn't think life could get any better. About two years in, he was ready to plop down onto one knee and ask her to marry him.
At least until he walked in on her in bed with his best friend. Instead of saying anything, he left the apartment and sent another friend to pack his things.
That was three months ago, Jesse recently took over the parlor and hasn't even tried to have another relationship.
c o n n e c t i o n s ;
sisters (2) — isabella marino
best friend who slept with girl — jake oliver
friends — viktor samuels, eden shepherd
ex girlfriend who slept with best friend — scarlett prescott
flirtationships — asya sahin
hook ups — myria saengkaew
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My Strange Addiction p. 3
Warning ⚠ Language, SH, bruises, fighting, homophobia ⚠
«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ »
Els 🤍
Have a safe flight princess
Yea.
Read 4:36AM
You were almost about to have a break down in the airport but you didn't. Your flight departs in two hours. So you went to go get something to drink since you weren't really hungry. You had accidentally gotten Ellie's favorite drink which was a matcha latte. You realize that you actually missed her. You had called your youngerbrother Mason (the kid from p.1)
"Mason! "
"Sup sis you at the airport?"
"Yea I'm getting something to drink my flight leaves in a half hour"
"Good Casey isn't here right now she left to the store."
"Oh ok, you gonna pick me up from the airport or is Casey going to?"
"Casey is"
"Ok well I got to go Mason bye love you."
"Love you to sis bye."
Call ended 5:35AM
You finished your drink and you are ready to go on the plane to California. You really hated going home because of your father. He'd hit you when you would talk about your sexuality(Bisexual), since that meant that you found girls attractive also. Your mom was the opposite she loved you even if you were gay. So when you were 12 you'd always find a reason to get out of your house for hours so you can have time to yourself.
✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧
Once you got off the plane you had spotted your sister's car. (She had a black Jeep) you had gotten in and you guys started talking.
"So how have you been?"
"Wow man I mean I've been all over the fucking place really"
"Are you still.."
"What?"
"Cutting yourself.."
"Oh.. No I'm actually not I mean I think about it but I'm not doing it."
You guys started talking more then the conversation started gravitating to crushes.
"What about you? You like someone"
"Uhm... Yeah a little bit."
"Ahhh... So you gonna tell me or what? " she said why giggling.
"It's this girl.."
"Ok ok what's her name?"
"E-Ellie Williams."
"No fucking way!"
"What?"
"I know her"
"Stop fucking with me Case."
"I'm not we used to be friends in high school but we still talk occasionally"
✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧
As you guys arrived at your parents house you grabbed your stuff out the back and headed inside. You went upstairs to your old room and set your stuff down in there. You went down stares and had seen your older brother Mason. You ran towards him and gave him the biggest hug because he was the sibling that never doubted you.
On Friday was when you guys went to court and they decided which parent had full custody over your siblings since Casey was 17 and Mason was 15. You had hoped that your mom had full custody over them because of how your dad was.
✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧
It was 8:30 in the morning and you had texted Dina to ask her for an important favor.
Dina😍
Hey D.
Wsp
Ok so you remember when you said you'd do anything for me?
Omg girl js say it 😭
Ok I have a crush on Ellie and I keep thinking about her its like an addiction can you like tell her when I get back that I need to talk to her?
YESSSS!
I told you soooo
Shut up D.
She said yea!!!!
Ok thank you so much Dina I love you so much ❤❤❤❤
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You kept thinking about Ellie's eyes. The way they shined in the light, the way they looked while looking at you. It was like Ellie's eyes were your strange addiction.
You had gotten dressed and on your back were bruises from your dad that you took pictures of to get proof so your mom can have full custody.
"Mom!"
"Hi honey! Are you ready?"
"Yeah"
"Ok go check on Mason and Casey we are gonna leave right now."
"Yeah."
✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧
The court season had gone great your mom had full custody of them. Your phone buzzes, its Jesse. He says that Ellie got into a fight and that she's messed up pretty bad. Your heart dropped. You said that you'll be back today. You were gonna talk to Ellie about your feelings but you didn't want to untill she was feeling better. You were on your way to the airport but you asked Casey to stop at 7-11 . You went inside to buy Ellie some snacks. You bought her Hot Cheetos, a monster, sour patch Kids and skittles. Once Casey and Mason had arrived to the airport you said goodbye to Mason and hugged him and said goodbye to Casey.
You were worried about Ellie so much. You decided to take an Uber back to your dorm. You dropped your stuff off in your dorm, Dina wasn't there which means they were all in Jesse's dorm. You rush in your sweat pants and T-shirt to Jesse's dorm. You forgot a sweater to cover your cuts because you were in a hurry. You open Jesse's door and hurry over to Ellie cupping her face in your hands which make Ellie blush. Dina and Jesse both look at each other because of how worried you were about her. Jesse notices your cuts after he stops looking at Dina and worries that they will see too. Ellie did Dina was too far to see.
"Ellie are you ok?!"
"Yea im ok(name)"
"What the fuck did you do now."
"Wha- I didn't- I didn't do anything"
"Ellie stop fucking with me I was worried what the fuck happened?"
".... I got into a fight with some football guy"
"Holy shit ellie"
"Hey (name) can I talk to you?"
You nod at jesse. You realize that you forgot a jacket.
"You forgot a jacket you good with telling them? "
"Yea I'm ready Im just not gonna tell them about the body images yet."
"Alright tell me when it gets too much ok"
"Yes my beloved" you said sarcastically
You go back to Ellie and her eyes look at your left wrist. You get nervous but you were ok with them knowing about it.
"What's that..."
You sigh and you sit down on the couch and Dina sits next to you.
"I- i- I cut m-"
Your words get cut off by Dina as she hugs you for comfort. Ellie's eyes look at you in worry. You notice that she's looking at you in your eyes and you just known that she's worried for you.
✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧
Authors notes: wow this series is gonna be long so stay tuned I guess 🤷🏽♀️
I wanted to make the series realistic but not too realistic if ykwim but yea I'm sorry that we didn't get to the confession but we will soon! Ok I love you guys so much go to my page if you want part one!!! ❤
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Shepard asks: 4, 22, 39 for Caleb?
Ahhhh, my boy!!! Thank you for asking about him! <3
Questions are from this list
4. Is your Shepard any good at poker?
Hmmm. Excellent question! I don't think Caleb's bad at poker, necessarily, but I don't think it's really his thing. When he sees a deck of cards, he's not thinking of the games he could play with it but is wondering if he should be doing a card reading for himself (or someone else nearby) instead. :D That said, he is good enough to beat Donnelly in ME2. Maybe with a bit of assistance from Gabby. ;) (shh, it's a secret between them! lol)
22. What’s the last thing Shepard ate before the final reaper showdown?
Honestly? He forgets to eat. He's so damned busy trying to make sure everything's ready, etc. he doesn't even think about eating. Kaidan, of course, has him figured out by this point and gives him a protein bar on the way down to the shuttle bay before they land on Earth and will NOT let him off the lift until he's eaten it. Caleb (still getting used to the requirements for biotics) doesn't argue and eats it.
39. Do they keep around any sentimental items?
What kind of Irishman would he be if he didn't have anything sentimental? LOL He has several things, actually.
a) the St. Senan's medal he wears with his dog tags that Athair gives him as he's leaving Ireland when he's 18. It gets lost in the shuffle somewhere after Alchera and he goes all of ME2 without it, but Athair (thanks to a little finagling from Anderson) comes to see Caleb when he's incarcerated and gives him a new one.
b) the deck of cards that Saoirse gives him back during his Reds days when she teaches him how to read them. These are also lost over Alchera. When Abby figures that out (probably because of something Tali or Garrus or Joker says), she gets him a new deck of cards to use.
c) A small book of Irish poetry he and Ashley find on the Citadel together during ME1. He'd bought it for her after their talk about poetry, but when she's lost on Virmire, he holds onto it. He gives it to Abby just after the Battle of the Citadel (they meet on Earth). She has it when she comes on board the SR2 in ME2 and leaves it with him.
d) I suppose you could say his N7 tattoo on his right arm is sentimental, in a way. He doesn't get it just because he's made N7, but because he and Coats go out to celebrate, get slightly sloshed and when a waitress gets the two of them confused (they look enough alike to cause confusion with a quick glance), they decide to get tattoos to tell them apart. Coats suggests the N7 design, Caleb adds the Celtic braid. (in reverse: Caleb arranges for Coats to get one on his ass with a shamrock that says "kiss me I'm Irish" around it)
e) after the war, when he and Kaidan and the kids are back at the Alenko orchard, there are others. Their wedding rings (claddagh rings) are definitely sentimental to the both of them. The moose things that Abby sends them because apparently the moose becomes a 'thing'. The piano that Kaidan gets Caleb their first Christmas together. etc.
Thank you so much for such wonderful questions about Caleb!!!
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fldhksdhalkdfhga I TOLD YOU I WAS GONNA SCREAM IN THE MORNING HERE I AM IM SCREAMING AHHHHHHHHH
First of all the explanation non-explanation for how scar made his glyphs is SO cool the WORLDBUILDING my GOD also him giving Tubbo the bee????? and the reason tubbo is the bee???????? someone let him be a beekeeper plz and thx
ALSO GEM IS SO FREAKY BUT IN A POSITIVE WAY AND I LOVE HER. God forbid women do anything [~~they scry into their friends' futures am i right~~] BUT HER BEING THE ONE WHO BROUGHT THE ADOPTION PAPERS BY IS SO!!!
I LOVE HER THOUGH BC HERES THIS LIKE MYSTERIOUS ORACLEY WOMAN AND ALSO SHE FUMBLED HER STAFF!!!! GEM!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH 'Oh so you havent met him yet' GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM
So many ways this can be taken. So many - like i assume shes talking about Grian bc Grian forcing his hand into scars life sort of shapes everything BUT!!! SHE COULD ALSO BE TALKING ABOUT MUMBO BECAUSE DECIDING TO SHOVE MUMBO AWAY IS ALSO SOMETHING THAT SHAPES SCARS LIFE IM!!!! I AM SO FULL OF IDEAS
T H E B I R D G L Y P H - IS THE BIRD GLYPH GRIAN. IS GRIAN THE BIRD. I AM!!!!!! IS THE FUCKING GLYPH ON GRIANS HAND THE BIRD GLYPH I AM LOSING MY MIND I AM SO!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ESPECIALLY SINCE IVE GOTTEN A GLIMPSE AT SOME OTHER DOCUMENTS [Im quiet. I'm normal about it] I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM ON MY KNEES AND I AM SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS!!!!!!
And oh my GOD Tubbo is so cute im sdaglkdhfkl i love this little break to get to see how cute tubbo is it is making me lose my MIND but i am ALSO LOSING MY MIND OVER THE BIRD THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM FINALLY ANSWERING HJKFSHJDSJKFS AAAAAA
Worldbuilding my beloved <3 Also fun magic stuff <3 HAHA if Tubbo wasn't so determined to run Scar's shop one day he would absolutely become a beekeeper <3 He might become one anyway :) I say as if I haven't shown you a certain spoiler :))
I WANTED HER TO BE ENERGETIC BUT CRYPTIC I AM HOPEFUL IT GOT ACROSS <3 There are exactly TWO people in this world who can take Scar for an absolute loop and both of their names start with G LMAO-
I wonder just howwww muchhh influence Gem, an energetic and strong Sorcerer who breaks the laws of life itself, has had over the story at large.... And all from the background, too... :)
HAHA hm hm yes I wonder who she was talking about.... they both shaped the direction of Scar's life after all <3 How much does this mad Sorcerer know-
HM HM HM HM HMMMMMM I WONDER. I mean.... isn't it... suspicious.... that Scar had a glyph...... just READY...... even tho he didn't go to Mumbo's house expecting to give a glyph to anyone........ that he puts so much work and time into these glyphs, inking them SPECIFICALLY for the people he makes them for...... each one unique and carefully constructed from each other...... and he just has one READY hm hmm? :)
HJKFSJLFSJK WHEN YOU KNOW THINGS ABOUT THE STORY THAT NO ONE ELSE DOES HJKJKDHJ
I am in love with littol Tubbo and dad Scar and other than important background info that becomes important later on this fic has absolutely been an excuse to write Dad!Scar fluff <3
Oh. Also an excuse to write out Scar singing the lullaby. I wonder what that missing line was, hm. :)
THE BIRD THING will HAUNT YOU NOW <3
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