#he was my special meow meow in 1-3
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I am both Ben Gross's deeply adoring fan and his #1 hater and it's a trip
#sometimes i ask myself how s4 dropped the ball on his story so badly#like why tf was he made a generic love interest#he had no personality im s4#he was my special meow meow in 1-3#and then in 4 he was Some Guy#like im glad benvi was eg? but also? there was no .#no... idk. no feeling. and it was underwhelming. ben's love confession even fell flat#nhie
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Theyre rereleasing the yyh artfx figures if anyone wants to buy a youko kurama figure that looks like someone’s dog gnawed on him a little bit let me know ill knock like 10 dollars off the msrp what a steal
#joking. as much as id like him in better condition. hes too special to me i cant replace him#its just 1 of his foxboy ears and 1 of his arms but it can be switched out its fine. the BANG pose arm is fine#wasnt my dog btw i bought him like this idk what the fuck happened to him#seller said he was in good condition </3 not really </3#the kat goes meow
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❝ [sloppy] ❞
↳ “how bts like to get fucked”
↳ boypussy!bts x reader
↳ dom!reader, sub!ot7, (kinda) implied poly!ot7, reader isn’t gendered but has a dick, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, squirting, dacryphilia, praise kink, degradation/slut shaming (consensual dw), breeding kink, daddy kink (r. receiving), pet play, mentions of bondage, lmk if i’m missing anything <3
↳ don’t know if anyone else fucks with bp bangtan… but i know i do!! also catboy yoongi is sooo hot to me - rory
❝ [kim seokjin] ¡! ❞
↳ seokjin will take you in any way you could think of. this man loves getting fucked more than anything in the world, so feel free to bend him over whenever you want. but he especially loves when you have him ride your cock, making him do all the work without you even lifting a finger. although jin is the #1 pillow princess, he can’t help but enjoy it when you punish him by making him seek his own pleasure without your help.
“what do you need, jinnie?” you can see how your words make him shiver from where he is sat in your lap. “please want your cock. i’ve been waiting for days!” his eyes are getting more teary the longer you make him wait. “i know you have been, sweetheart, i can feel you dripping through your panties.” he gasps, hips slightly shifting to gratify the pent up need radiating through his body. seokjin lets out small whines at the feeling of your cock rubbing against his clothed pussy. your hands come to rest on his hips to stop his movements, making him cry out, tears finally leaving his eyes as he pathetically pushes against your hands to let him move again. “if you want my cock, you can get it yourself.” once he hears your statement, jin is immediately scrambling to pull down both of your underwear and sliding down onto your dick. his slick walls easily suck you deeper as he rests his hands on your shoulders to help keep himself up right. he sits still for a moment, beautifully empaled of your cock, only to be startled back to reality when you place a sharp smack on his ass. “thought you wanted it bad, jinnie, what’s taking you so long?”
❝ [min yoongi] ¡! ❞
↳ yoongi likes it best when you take him from behind. holding himself up on his hands and knees, back arched as you pound in and out of his messy cunt. he loves it when you play into his fantasy, turning your little kitty into a bitch in heat. yoongi wants you to put a collar on him and place cute cat ears on his head, maybe even push a tail buttplug up his back hole. if he gets deep enough into his headspace he’ll start meowing, which makes you start fucking into him at a feral pace while you pump him full of your seed.
all that was heard throughout the dorm was the sound of skin on skin and the wet noise of slick being pushed out of yoongi’s hole. every time you hit his special spot, he would let out a string of meows which only encouraged you to fuck him harder. “does it feel good, kitty?” “meeoow~” was all he responded with, not being able to communicate with words once he got this far into his own head. “want me to fill you up with my pups? gonna knock you up just like you’ve been begging for, kitten.” your vulgar language causes the man’s arms to give out, making him fall face first into the mattress, the cat ears sliding further down into his disheveled hair. you reach your arm under his torso and force him to arch his back more, causing him to fuck your cock deeper into his soaking pussy. the wet sounds made by your ongoing thrusts cause yoongi to cry out, clenching around your dick as he gets closer to his climax. you groan at the feeling and finally fill him up, making him whine and cry as his greedy pussy sucks up every last drop.
❝ [jung hoseok] ¡! ❞
↳ hobi is a slut for seeing your face. any position where he can look at you while you fuck him will make him come very quickly. he loves when you put his legs over your shoulders while you fuck into him, the angle shooting pleasure straight to his core. he’s so loud in bed, unable to stop himself from screaming out when you hit the right spot inside him. he doesn’t even care if his members hear the noises he lets out, wanting them to know that he’s getting fucked by you so well.
“oh myyyy godd!!” hoseok’s screams reverberate around the room as you continue to piston into him at and incredible speed. each time you thrust into him his body goes flying against the headboard, legs flailing from where they are stationed around your shoulders. “that’s it, seok-ah. let everyone know how good i’m fucking you. bet they’re rubbing themselves to the sound of your moans.” your words have his legs trembling and his hands grasping at your arms, which are placed on his hips to keep him in place. “please! please i need it so bad!” hoseok cries out, the amount of cream caking at the base of your dick increasing after each thrust. “i’ll give you whatever you need, baby.” as you finish your sentence, he meets your eyes and you can feel the way he tightens at the intimate connection. your increasing speed causes immense pressure in his pussy, causing him to squirt around you. the liquid soaks both of your stomachs and makes the slide of your cock into his overstimulated pussy much smoother.
❝ [kim namjoon] ¡! ❞
↳ joon likes to get fucked laying on his bed with his legs wrapped around your waist. it’s so relaxing for him to have the ability to sit back and be taken care of. he enjoys you fucking him at a fast but gentle pace, relishing in the feeling of your cock sliding in and out of his walls. joon absolutely loves when you come inside of him but he doesn’t mind if you pull out and nut all over his thighs and tummy.
“taking me so well, joonie” “thank you, thank you- i love it so much. fucking me so good~” he replies, eyes struggling to focus on yours as you continue to thrust inside of him. “are you close, baby? i can feel you getting tighter around me.” your words makes his eyes roll back into his head and his mouth fall open in a silent moan. “gonna come! please can i come?” you lean down to suck on his neck as he keeps begging for release. you reach you hand between your two bodies, quickly rubbing his clit to bring him closer to the edge. “of course you can, baby. want you to come all over my cock.” at your words, he flings his head back against the pillows and allows the pleasure to overtake him. he releases his juices around you, soaking your hand and the bed sheets beneath you. “such a good boy, gonna come inside you now. i know you want it, baby.”
❝ [park jimin] ¡! ❞
↳ jimin really loves riding you, goes crazy at the thought of being able to take your dick however he wants. he especially likes reverse cowgirl, he loves twerking on your cock to hear you groan and give him a good slap on his cheeks. the sting only helps to keep him going, riding you harder once he knows that you are enjoying the view. another fan of creampies, he doesn’t like to let any of your come go to waste. if it slides out once you’re done with him, he’ll scoop it up with his fingers and shove it back inside.
jimin turns away from you, straddling your hips and lining himself up with your large cock. he is always excited when he’s able to take you inside him, no matter how long it’s been since it last happened. once he slides down to the hilt he looks back at you, only to find you staring straight at his butt. “i can never get enough of your fat ass, min. you always look so fucking good taking me.” you end your statement by gripping both of his asscheeks in your palms. jimin whines at once the possessive feeling of your hands on him disappears, leaning forward slightly and shaking his ass on your cock, listening to the sound of it clapping against your skin echo around the sweaty room. you groan at the sight and plant your feet against the bed, bucking your cock deep into jimin’s waiting pussy. he knows that by the end of the night he’ll be full of your seed and that satisfies him enough to let you set the pace, grasping the skin of your thighs in his small hands. “that’s it daddy, jiminie loves your dick so much.”
❝ [kim taehyung] ¡! ❞
↳ taehyung likes to be held while you’re having sex. whether that be you holding him tight to your chest while you gently thrust into him on the bed, or pining him against the wall as you claim his pussy for your own pleasure. as you go between the different scenarios, tae has his preferences of how he likes to be treated and addressed. if you’re slowly making love to him on your shared bed, he likes when you praise him and tell him how well he’s taking you. on the other hand, he loves when you call him a dirty whore when you are fucking him so fast he can barely comprehend what’s going on. as long as you give him proper aftercare, he’s happy.
“how do you want it tonight, taetae?” you gaze down at your sub from where he’s seated on the couch. “want to feel it. please.” he looks at you with puppy eyes and a pout that you would never be able to resist in a million years. “of course, jagiya. you know i’ll always give it to you however you want.” you lean down to scoop him into your arms, his legs automatically wrapping around your waist and his arms circling your neck. you carry him through the hallway, unable to focus on your steps as he sucks on your neck. you come to a stop outside his bedroom door, pushing him against the wall, unable to resist the urge to take him any longer. you shove your pants down and push his panties to the side, inserting your cock into his waiting hole and setting an overwhelming pace. taehyung throws his head back against the wall as you push into him and whisper dirty things into his ear. he comes alarmingly quick due to the amount of stimulation you were providing him with, you following shortly behind him, pulling out to come across his stomach. as you come down from your highs, you hear the door open down the hall and a voice ring out, “can we join next time?” you laugh at the request, knowing tonight is gonna be long for both you and taehyung.
❝ [jeon jungkook] ¡! ❞
↳ one of jungkook’s biggest kinks is bondage. he loves the feeling of being restricted and not having the ability to touch you. it makes him incredibly wet that you are able to do whatever you want to him and he can’t do anything to stop you. he likes when you tie his hands behind his back and fuck him doggy style, having to shove his face into the pillows to quite his screams. he also loves having you eat him out before fucking him because it gets him nice and ready to take your fat cock, but also it turns him on so much seeing you not be able to resist yourself when your face is shoved in his cunt.
“yes!! fuck me with your tongue! feels so good… i don’t know if i can wait any longer.” as soon as jungkook says that, you remove your face from his pussy, grabbing his hair to pull his back flush to your chest. “you’re not going to come until i’m fucking you with my cock. do you understand?” he immediately nods at your words, grinding his ass against your bulge as he tries to get you to put your dick in him. “words, guk.” “yes! yes! i understand! i promise i won’t come until you tell me to!” you let out a satisfied groan at his words, shoving his legs apart to line your cock up with his entrance. as you push in, jungkook can’t help but scream into the sheets beneath him, the pleasure in his core building up as you bottom out.
#sub!bts#bts smut#bts x reader#bts x fem!reader#bts x male reader#sub!jin#sub!seokjin#sub!yoongi#sub!suga#sub!hoseok#sub!namjoon#sub!jimin#sub!taehyung#sub!jungkook
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❌️ RAIAN FEVER TODAY ❌️
My Answers ❣️ :
1- If you were in Raian's universe, will you accept him as he is ? The murdere , the Assassin ...
Hard at the beginning, but I will grow a thicker skin if he only assassins bad people. Otherwise, it's a huge pill I might not even be able to swallow. Also, if he likes animals, it might be a bit easier to accept his job.
2- Continue dating him after what he's done to Alan ?
YES ... but it will take me a while to accept what I saw him doing, and i might not be relaxed for a while when he's around me. If I distant myself from him, he will go and never come back because he'll think I don't support him. However, I DOOOo support him, especially with these worms. But the mere fact that he torn a full-grown human ass apart will not settle well with me at the beginning . Speaking about it might be a good idea, but I can't show Raian my discomfort, as to him, it means weakness, and he hates mentally or physically weak people. My my discomfort might have, however, show unintentionally when he touches me or makes a sudden move on me. I can't help it, I am not a kure , my brain functions differently.
3- Will you support his mission to destroy the Worm and accept that he might never come back ?
I support his mission 💯... If He might never come back, I will probably disappear as well. In the alternate universe, Raian will be the air I breathe, so him not around ever again means no point for me to live , so i will go search for him in hell and live with my king for eternity .( too dramatic, I know 🤣 )
4- Will you be able to handle his rough handling and obsession over his power ?
Me personally, i am obsessed over his power and i brag about it whenever i get a chance, but with me, I might have to keep reminding him gently every now and then that I am breakable and I would need little TLC every now and then, specially that time of the month, he however, will do whatever he pleases until i show some physical discomfort, then he snuggles with me like a kitty, I SWEAR HE PURRRSSSSS.
5- If you were transported to Kengan universe, how would you seek his attention ?
Looooool .. I have no Fuckin idea .... he likes strong women physically and mentally. I will surely be a mantal challenge for him. It's not hard to be chased by men if you play the right cards, but with the Kure Devil, I better be quick-witted and challangbleonce once the bait gets hooked he will claim me. AND I WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN. Am just worried about the aftermath ☠️☠️
6- In Kengan univers, how would you want to look like ? Describe yourself ( looks, figure, hair, strength, height, weight , foreign or Japanese , job.. what will your unique feature be ? SET YOUR IMAGINATION FREE
It's not so much different from how I look in reality. I am 162cm and 50kgs . umm, maybe longer hair , like a long breeded dark black hair. I would probably want to look like a human cute but sexy cat 😄😁😁 Meow. Though, I know he would be attracted to a unique beauty with a twisted yet mysterious personality that I can be, but Raian , likes his woman big and strong, so I might not stand a chance if ever ...
8- How you met ?
7- Imagine your first kiss / Sex .. ! It's NOT traditional ...!!!
First Kiss : forced, pushed, and messy but will deepen when I gradually lose my grip.
Sex : he won't be an asshole but he will manhandle me , and I think I will get attached after that. It won't be easy at first to adjust to his black sharp eyes paralyzing my body and soul or the positions he will force my body into that would make me very vulnerable and hopeless and SCARED but I will get attentive when he slows down a bit and relaxes.
I WANT TO READ ALL YOUR WILD IMAGINATION YOU HAVE ABOUT THIS MAN ...
At Fusui's apartment. Visiting, I saw a huge body laying on the couch semi naked face down . I mean, I could surf full board on that broad back ... Fusui gestured not to make a sound, but his presence tickled me so I purposely spoke loud, he Turned and his eyes looking at was enough to sent me into her room in a blink of an eye shutting close and wasn't sure if my mind captured the picture of his angry face correctly or I literally saw a real devil in my bestie's living room ..?!!!!!!
Disclaimer: My blog is a safe place for your imaginative mind. We all are wild for this man, and it's perfectly fine to have a comfort character. Don't be shy to go absolutely wild ... 😜 🎶 😉 🤪
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dead boy detectives is a special show to me because all the characters are so amazing and i actually fell in love with so many of them (and it's hard for me to get attached to almost everyone in a show) here's why!
of course i first thought i was going to love Charles the most, because Jayden is one of the most beautiful human beings i have ever seen in my whole life and actually i do love his character. he's such a ray of sunshine and he's actually so sensitive and sad but masks it with a smile and i ahshhshdhdjd and the way he handled Edwin's confession oh my God.
but after i started watching the show i started loving Edwin. his pathetic little meow meow attitude but also the smartass side have taken a strong hold of me and will not let go
the female characters! at first i was okay with crystal, but after the first episodes i started liking her as well and i especially love how much she cares about the boys and what a badass she is. niko is my moat beloved. an anime and manga lover? YES PLEASE and she's actually so smart and the fact that she keeps the sprites is the best. jenny is genuinely the ideal woman for me, i don't know about them, but if i were in the show i would have asked for her hand in marriage the second i saw her. maybe unpopular opinion but i love the night nurse (maybe because loved rowena in spn and ruth connell is amazing) and i really want her and the agency to be friends
the Cat King became my favorite from the first scene he appeared on because
1.he's a cat
2.he wears a skirt ( men in skirts >>>>>
3.everything he did in the show bewitched me (the last scene with Edwin bshshdgshs)
Esther served so much, what am evil queen
Monty is just a tiny child, must be protected, but also he's a crow and a twink who caught feelings for the guy he was supposed to trap for Esther (anyway i want him back he was a lil astronomy lover)
Tragic Mick aand his story was just so 😭🥺🤲, dw i would have listened to his story, he looks like he tells really wonderful tales
and all the other characters were so cool too, Kashi, the Sprites and even Simon,the cats, the ghosts.
Please Netflix give us another season!
#dead boy detectives#well this is long#BUT#I love them smmmmmmm#edwin payne#charles rowland#crystal palace#niko sasaki#the night nurse#the cat king#esther finch#monty the crow#tragic mick#please netflix pls#season 2 plz
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Hi! I recently found your account and I really like what you post, so I was thinking if I could request a Tai lung (kung fu panda) in a relationship with reader that acts a little like a brat (female prefered). It can be sfw or nsfw, you choose.
By the way English is not my first language so if its something wrong I apologize 😅.
Anyway have a good day/afternoon/night!! <3
I love this so much😭🙏
And thanks! I love that you enjoy my work💖
Tai Lung x Fem!Reader
No warnings, Pure fluff and swears💕
I'm gonna do SFW because I mostly prefer to do that and it's easier :)
SFW-
When he first met you....He actually DESPISED YOU.
He thought you were just really annoying and would actually call you an annoying brat or a pillock.
But when he actually got to know you he actually liked you better
"Maybe you're not as annoying as I thought you were, (Reader)."
Man will still call you a brat/Annoying brat because he thinks it's funny
I'm gonna assume you're shorter than him so he'll just take the piss out of you by taking an object you were holding that was important and go on his tip toes with his hand in the air and just say, "Short little shit"
(obviously he's sarcastic)
If you don't realise sarcasm easily then a couple of seconds later he'll just say softly, "....I was joking by the way..."
Man doesn't wanna hurt your feelings unlike what he says to Po
There was a time when you two were arguing playfully, He took an object you own or were holding that I'm guessing is important and held it up like he always does until...You bit his hand.
I'm being serious.
Tired of his shit so you bit his hand.
If you've watched KFP 1 and the scene where Po makes Tai Lung bite his tail by accident and the "Meow" noise and his iconic scream
Imagine that but you biting his hand
If your KFP OC is for example, A leopard or a Black Panther (which is mine) or just a predator animal
I'm assuming you have sharp teeth so he had to get bandaged and cuddles+Kisses
"Sorry but somewhat not sorry for biting you"- From you
He forgave you but it hurt like shit for like...A month
If you're a prey animal, Like a bunny, Fox, Pig or squirrel, If you have sharp teeth then just read the other one but if not you didn't do much damage but my headcannon is that he has these "Reflex things" where if he gets injured or attacked he'll just start kicking and punching random stuff so he actually kicked you in the stomach
Man was almost SOBBING when he hurt you while your bite felt like a tiny papercut
This time, He's the one that is giving u kisses and cuddles because he has experienced being kicked in the stomach many times...Too many.
If he gets too annoyed at you, He'll just use his "special technique" that he used of the furious five (besides crane) on you for like...An hour until he un-does it and apologised for what he did
(He got a slap on the back of his neck for that)
Thanks for reading!💗
#kfp#kfp 4#kung fu panda#kfp fanfic#kfp tai lung#tai lung#KFP Tai Lung x reader#kung fu panda x reader#kung fu panda tai lung x reader#KFP x reader
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SAVING WHO? I ONLY KNOW SPENDING | MLIST | ♡
﹙SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER X FEM READER﹚
An: lets all take a break from Xiao and Scaramouche's bs AND FOCUS ON SPOILING THIS SPOILED KITTEN. also i didn't add the pics since i dont think its necessary anymr and yes this is still Adopting Meowmouche fic
Tw: none
"[Name] i sent some money on your bank account, since you deserved it very much my dear; u can spend it on whatever you like" Your heard your mother speak through the phone and you have mixed feelings about what she said; concerned and happiness.
"but Mother i already have my own money.. you should save up for yourself too yknow.." your mother chuckled and said "we both know that your mother dont know what is the word saving up!" You laughed with her on the phone, you agree with her because when you met Kuni you immediately showered him gifts and even affection!
"mother i think i know where i got this genes coming from" you giggled while looking down at your sleeping kitten at your lap "Mhm definitely not coming from me" you let out few laughs before saying your goodbye to your mother and wishing her to take care as always and hung up
"Now where should we start first.."
1. First things first you head to the store to buy 2 sack of cat food; wondering how will you carry it to your cart with Kuni inside your bag while watching you struggle to lift up a heavy sack 'this is harder than i thought..' you gathered up your strength and successfully carried the sack and put it on your cart, tho you wanna bring another one but you decided to buy one for now.
2. "Do you want that?" You asked Kuni while he keeps staring at the cat bed and it looks REALLY fluffy. He look at you with THOSE big doe eyes which you can't resist; he knew your weakness. He can basically just stare at you and viola! He gets whatever he wanted. You chuckled before petting him "alright well lets see the price-..." You went silent as you check the tag price, sweating drop you look at Kuni while he keep looking at you with those eyes (new west fr/j) "We promised that our budget will be only 1k but... Scrap it! Im buying this." You added the soft and fluffy cat bed in the cart and move on forward.
3. "You already have a cat tree at your rook but It looks boring... Should we buy this?" You point at the very looking expensive cat tree that have some cat toys inside it, Kuni meowed and look around before meowing again. You didn't understand him but you'll just take it as a yes "does this thing even fit in the car..?" You asked yourself and ended up adding it to your mountain cart full of everything that Kuni needs.
4. Just as you we're about to go to the counter you decided to buy Kuni some cat clothes. Now you're filling up your phone with billions of picture of him wearing a different cat clothes while squealing like a high school girl ignoring the weird looks that people gave you "OMG YOU ARE SO CUTE ON THIS!" lets be honest you devoured the whole cat clothing section..
Once you two got home you immediately placed everything on its place, and cook dinner for yourself and make a special food for Kuni. While cooking you heard your phone rang you stopped from cooking and picked up the phone
"hello who's this?"
"[Name] its me Ayaka.. do you have any spare cat toys because Thoma decided to keep a cat too so i was wondering if i could borrow those?"
"ofc! I could send the toys for you tomorrow, also i think you and Thoma should visit the house along with the new Cat he keep in" Ayaka hummed and you could feel her nod "Sure! But its only Thoma coming though because me and my brother have other plans tomorrow" You smiled while using your shoulder to hold the phone while cooking "Alright! Sounds great, stay safe Ayaka and tell Ayato and Thoma i said hi to them!"
"thank you [Name] and yes i will! Stay safe too!" She hang up and you almost drop your phone when you loosen up your shoulder but thank god you have Spiderman reflexes and you immediately catch it
"Kuni its time for dinner!" You called out, seeing no cat appearing or meowing "Kuni?" You start to look everywhere in the living room only to find him sitting on top of the the robot cleaner while the robot cleans the floor.
You chuckled before grabbing your phone and took a picture of him "C'mon lets go eat and after dinner you can sit on top of the cleaner again!" You smiled at him and the whole night you two spent watching movies while eating the delicious dinner you made.
An: definitely did not cancelled the househusband fic i was abt to publish just to write this.. hahahaha...aha feel free to comment below/send ask if you wanted to be added on this fic taglist!
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Autism Jumin headcanons PLEASE. I saw somewhere (i don't remember this in game) that MC said "i think you have something mentally wrong with you" and Jumin goes "i know"
that paired with autism. i cannot get out of my head.
do with this what you will
ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE
a lot of this is largely based on what i know about autism and my own personal experience with autism
- jumin is the number one cat expert. like this man knows everything there is to know about felines. he is THE cat expert
- HAS THE BLINKING STIM. i don’t think he would have many, if any at all, physical stims because jumin very much knows that it is Not Acceptable in the high society that he grew up in. someone also mentioned on my post that buttoning his sleeve would be a stim and i 100% agree.
- does not understand his own feelings very well. this man is VERY emotionally stunted, though how much of it is due to trauma and how much of it is because of his autism is unclear. which is why when he understands that what he feels is love towards mc, he like immediately proposes.
- he owns so. many. books. like legit has his own personal library. any special interest he has he buys books on, so there’s MANY books on cats, wines, supernatural entities, etc.
- does not like crushed velvet. i have no reasoning for this other than crushed velvet makes me want to rip off every one of my fingers and so jumin is the same way.
- he is an empathetic person, but often does not understand when he says something wrong. this is also very canon.
- when he has his autistic meltdowns, it consists of him just going completely blank. i’m talking no speaking, lifeless eyes, and does NOT let anyone into his personal space. will just sit in his bed with elizabeth the third and stare at the wall or the ceiling until he comes back to himself
- PETTING THE CAT IS HIS STIM TOO
- jumin has very few safe foods, so there is always extra stocked up in the kitchen in case of sensory overload
- if he finds someone who will listen to him talk, jumin could easily talk for hours about any one of his special interests
- very. very. literal. does not understand the common types of humor very well, and doesn’t understand sarcasm either.
- if he’s feeling a Big Unknown Emotion, jumin will literally just shut down. not in the same way as a meltdown, but in a ‘i need to process this fully and cannot be doing anything else’ type of way.
- has that autistic rizz 😎
- has been blocked by every member of the rfa, minus v, at least once for talking on and on when no one was interested.
- somewhere, probably on one of seven’s many phones, there exists a video of jumin han in cat ears and meowing at elizabeth the third because seven once told him that that’s how you connect fully with cats and jumin just. believed him.
- there was a fake website made and everything.
- if there are many overlapping sounds for an extended period of time, jumin starts to experience sensory overload.
- is fine with loud, sudden noises, though.
- it took jumin a while to become fully comfortable with the knowledge that he is autistic. it’s not something that he really talked about with his father, and jumin had to unlearn many misconceptions.
- cannot read between the lines. like, at all.
- once jumin starts opening himself up to his feelings more, he gets one (1) sharp pang of anxiety and it debilitates him.
- wine is another Very Special Interest of jumin’s. he could probably tell you the exact date and time that it was created.
- makes too much eye contact. like the man looks like he’s trying to stare into the depths of your soul.
i love jumin han so mf much <3 this is all. i have for now. i hope you liked it!!
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Broken Hearts Football Club | Bonus chapter 3
Author’s note: I managed to do it, and here you have the last bonus chapter! Though writing has been a bit stressful, because I thought I wasn't going to finish it on time 😅
Anyway, hope you like it, and thank you very much for reading and being part of June and Ben's story 💜
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🚨 On this chapter there are mentions of mental health struggles and infertility. 🚨
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A couple of years after the previos chapter...
“Meow.”
“What…”
“Meeeeow!”
“Pepper?” June murmured.
“Meow!”
“What are you doing… here?” she yawned, slowly opening her eyes.
“Meow, meow” he replied, curling next to her.
“You shouldn't be here. Who let you in?”
“I did.”
“What?”
“Good morning, Maxwell” Ben smiled from the door, a tray with food in his hands. “Fancy some breakfast in bed?”
“Always” she smiled, sitting up. “Thank you, husband.”
“You're welcome, wife” he smiled back, kissing her cheek and sitting next to her and Pepper.
“Peach juice and coffee, toasts, chocolate cookies, some fruit, a rose that I suspect has come from the garden… To what do I owe this honour?”
“Today is a special day, June.”
“Is it?” she said, picking one of the cookies.
“Here” he said, giving her an envelope.
“What is this?”
“Open it and you'll see.”
“Happy retirement?” she laughed.
“Happy football retirement” Ben corrected her, pointing at the word he had written on the card.
It was happening. June was retiring from football, her career coming to an end that very same day since Chelsea were playing their last game of the season.
She had thought about it for months before making her final decision, many times regretting it and then telling herself it was the best thing to do. But it actually was the best decision. Her muscles had already started to say no more, and in her heart she felt it was time to start a new chapter.
“I can't believe you got me a card” she laughed again.
“I saw it in the supermarket and couldn't resist myself” he shrugged. “Anyway, eat. We don't want your toasts to get cold and soggy.”
“Yes, of course. But what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Aren't you eating breakfast with me?”
“Pepper and I already did, don't worry. Today is all about you, June” Ben said, caressing her cheek.
“Thank you” she replied with a small smile. “Are you ok, tho?”
“Ok?”
“Yeah. About today, about me retiring. Is it… Are you…”
“Am I?” he said, his hand still on her face.
“Is today bringing you bad memories? From when you… from when you had to retire.”
“Don't think about that now, June.”
“But are you ok?” she insisted. She knew how hard it had been for him, how much he had struggled. And now that he looked happier than ever with his new job training a kids team, she didn't want him to go back to all that.
“I am, that's in the past.”
“Promise?”
“I promise” he smiled. “Now eat, Maxwell. I want you to score tonight as a goodbye, and for that you need your energy.”
“I need to recharge” she smirked.
“Exactly” Ben smirked back.
“But one last thing…”
“What” he sighed.
“I love you, husband.”
“And I love you, wife. Now eat” he repeated.
“Yes, mum” she replied, rolling her eyes and making them both laugh.
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“Finally, Lauren. What took you so long?” Vittoria complained.
“Traffic. How is my niece today?” she asked her, touching her bump before letting herself fall on one of June's sofas.
“Good” Vittoria smiled. Like June, she had retired the previous season, announcing her pregnancy just a few months later.
“Your beer, Lauren” June said, giving it to her and also sitting down.
“Urgh, beer. I miss it so much” Vittoria said. “I can't wait for the little one to be here so I can finally drink a very cold one. And eat jamón.”
“What?” Lauren laughed.
“You can't eat it while pregnant. Or sushi, though I don't like it.”
“I don't envy you, then. What about you, June?”
“Uh?”
“June, are you ok?” Vittoria asked her. “You look a bit… off.”
“I'm fine, don't worry” she said, forcing herself to smile.
“Are you sure?” Lauren said. “Because you look like you were about to cry.”
“What? No, no. It's just that I looked out the window because I thought I had seen something, and the sun blinded me, nothing else” she said, still smiling. “So, tell us. How was training today? You are the only one who is still playing, make us jealous.”
“I… ok” Lauren said, her face giving away that she hadn't believed June's excuse. “Today they had us doing some strength exercises, so it wasn't the most fun thing to do…”
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“Hello, wife” Ben smiled, kissing June's cheek and sitting next to her.
“Hi.”
“How was your day? Did the girls come around?”
“They did.”
“Did you have a good time?”
“We did” June nodded.
“And Vitto? How are she and the baby?”
“Good” she said, getting up from the sofa and moving to the kitchen.
“June, is everything ok?” Ben said, following her.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Chilwell. I'm sure” she smiled. Or forced herself to. “What about you? How was training with the kids today?”
“Oh, it was the best” he said. “We’ve got a new kid who also is called Ben and who would not want to leave my side, he was super shy. But then I convinced him to join the others after playing some games, and he is so good, June. You have to watch him, he reminded me a lot of myself and… June. June, are you ok?”
“Yeah, yeah” she said, looking away.
“June, you are crying. What happened?”
“Nothing” she replied, quickly wiping away her tears.
“June” Ben said, taking her hands on his and making her look at him. “Talk to me. What happened?”
“Nothing, I already told you.”
“I know you and something is bothering you, June. Talk to me, please.”
“I… I…” she mumbled, hating the way he was looking at her, how worried he was. “It’s just that I got my period today, and you know what that means.” She wasn’t pregnant. They had started trying even before she had played her last game, and nothing.
“June…” Ben said, letting go of her hands and hugging her by the waist, pulling her closer to him.
“I noticed not long before Vittoria arrived, so when I saw her looking all happy with her bump, it wasn’t the easiest thing. Then when we were talking she was telling us about certain things she can’t eat or drink, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how jealous I was. About how I would give anything to be in her position, about how I would be ok with not drinking alcohol ever again if it meant that I was pregnant. And now you tell me about a mini you, and I… I…”
“I’m so sorry, June. I’m so sorry” he said while hugging her, June crying on his shoulder.
“What is wrong with me, Ben? Why can’t I get pregnant? What am I doing wrong?”
“You aren’t doing anything wrong, June” he said, hugging her tighter. “You know you aren’t. And there is nothing wrong with you either, the doctors already said it.”
They had told them that this was normal, that it would take her some time since her body had to adjust to her new life, to the stress of playing football at the level she had for so many years being over. And at first that had stopped all the thoughts that had been crossing her mind, but when Vittoria had gotten pregnant so early and so easily…
“Then why am I not getting pregnant?” she cried. “Why, if we both are healthy and everything is fine, nothing is happening?”
“I… I don’t know, June” he sighed while she kept crying, trying really hard to not do it himself. He hated seeing her like this. “But there are other options. Do you remember Barbara, my mum’s neighbour?”
“Yes” she said against his shoulder.
“Both her kids are adopted, and they’ve had the happiest life together. And the eldest actually works helping other kids find a family, so I’m sure that if we asked him, he would help us with anything we may need. I know your dream has always been to get pregnant, but not being able to isn’t the end, and it won’t make you less of a mother.”
“I know.”
“Then don’t lose hope, ok?” he said, cupping her face and making her look at him. “Promise me that you won’t.”
“I won’t. I promise” she sobbed.
“I love you, June. I love you and will always do, no matter what.”
“I love you too, Ben” she said before resting her head on his shoulder and starting to cry again.
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“Happy Valentine’s day, wife.”
“Happy Valentine’s day, husband” she smiled.
“Your breakfast, my lady” he said, putting the tray with all the food on her lap.
“Thank you, sir” she giggled.
Getting breakfast in bed had become their new thing for the past few months. June had struggled a lot, some days not wanting to leave their bed, crying so much that Ben feared she was going to dehydrate herself or get sick. So he had kept making special breakfasts for her, always adding a different flower from the garden or that he had bought, and a little note where he would write one of the many reasons why he loved her. That usually made her start crying even more, but it also managed to make her smile and leave their room, so it was worth it.
“You're welcome” he replied as Pepper jumped on the bed and took his place next June. He had not left her side for the past few months either, following her wherever she went. They had even allowed him to sleep with them in their bed since he would spend the night meowing and calling for them. “But there is more.”
“More?”
“It is Valentine's day, Maxwell” he winked before leaving the room.
“Ben” she gasped when he walked back in, the biggest bouquet of red roses she had ever seen in his hands.
“What do you think? Too much?”
“Maybe” she laughed. “Where are we going to put them?”
“I don't know” he shrugged. “But my beloved wife deserves this and much more.”
“Thank you, husband” she smiled again. “Aren't you going to join me?” June asked, patting the spot on the bed next to her.
“Not yet, there is something else I need. But you better start eating, we don't want…”
“My toasts to get cold and soggy. I know.”
“Exactly” Ben said. “Now eat, I'll be back in a minute” he said, kissing her forehead before disappearing again.
“Do you know what he went looking for?” she asked Pepper.
“Meow” he replied, sniffing her food.
“I can't give you anything, Pepper. The doctor said you are getting a bit fat.”
“Meow!” he replied again, sounding as if he had understood what she had said about him.
“I'm sorry, darling” she smiled, scratching his head.
“You better not be giving him part of your toasts” Ben said, joining them again.
“I was actually telling him that he can't eat them.”
“Good” he said, sitting down on the bed.
“Why did you bring your laptop?” June asked him as he opened it.
“Because there is something here I want you to see.”
“Something like what?”
“Eat and I will let you know.”
“Urgh” she groaned.
“Love you too, Maxwell” he said, kissing her cheek.
“Can you show it to me now?” she asked after finishing her toasts.
“Ok, fine” Ben said, moving the laptop towards her.
“What… what am I looking at?”
“A house.”
“I know it is a house, Chilwell. But why am I looking at one?”
“Because this house, isn't just any house. It is a bed and breakfast.”
“And?” June said, giving one of the heart shaped cookies a big bite.
“And? Seriously, Maxwell?” he said, rolling his eyes. “You are the one who came out with the idea of getting our own bed and breakfast and moving to the countryside.”
“But it was just an idea, Ben. A dream. Something to think about to help you feel better and forget about the real world for a while.”
“And isn't that what you need right now, June? Somewhere where you can feel better and forget? Somewhere where you can disconnect?”
“I…”
“Look at this” he said, taking the tray from her lap and putting the laptop instead. “The house is like 100 years old and needs some fixing, but we could do that together if we are brave enough. And there are some rooms that seem to have gotten stuck in the 70’s and that you could redesign” he said, showing her the different photos. “And look at the garden. It is so big we could have an area to throw parties, one just for flowers, one to grow our veggies, and one just with grass where we could set some goals and play football. I know it needs a lot of work, but I also know I would love working on getting everything ready. And, look at this” Ben said, showing her the last photo. “Cats. We've been thinking for a while about getting another one so Pepper won't be alone, and here he wouldn't. And according to what the owner told me, it is a safe place for them.”
“Wait, you've already spoken with the owner?” June said.
“I… Yes” he replied with an innocent smile. “Her name is Mary. She is about to retire and move to the city to live with one of her sons, and since they don't want to keep the family business, she has to sell it. Cats included.”
“What?”
“The son she's moving with apparently is allergic” he shrugged. “But look at it, June. This place is perfect. It is in a little town that if you check a map, is like half way between London and Milton Keynes, which means that we will be close to both our families and friends. And it has all the basic services we may need, we won't be living disconnected from the world despite feeling like we are living in the middle of nowhere.”
“It does look great…” June said, biting her lip. “But what about your football team? What about… your kids?” she said,the last two words making her feel a pang in her chest.
“Mary isn't moving until the summer and the paperwork will take its time. I can end the season with them.”
“And then? You were loving this new job, Ben. I can't ask you to give up on it just because of me.”
“June, I won't be giving up on anything” he said, taking her hand on his. “There is a school in the town nearby and they have a football team, I could ask them if they need help. Though if the house needs all the fixing I think it needs, I don't know if I'll have enough free time for both things.”
“See? You would be giving up on something important for you just because of me! And I can't do that to you, Ben. I can't” she cried.
“June… June, look at me” he said, caressing her cheek. “You, June Elizabeth Maxwell, are the most important thing in my life. You and only you. And I would do anything to make you happy, to make sure you are ok.”
“But Ben…”
“And it's not as if the idea of the bed and breakfast is something that doesn't interest me. I actually am really excited about it. About the garden and all the possibilities it offers, about coming up with new recipes and cooking for new people. You know how much I've been enjoying that and having our friends and family coming over to try them.”
“You've turned yourself into a little chef, yes” she chuckled, wiping away a tear. “But Ben… are you sure? Like, really really sure this is what you want? To leave London and start again?”
“Only if you want it too, June. You have the last word.”
It could work. Moving somewhere new, with new people and new surroundings, while also keeping her mind busy, could work and help her with everything she was feeling and going through. And she loved the idea of the bed and breakfast, it had been a dream of hers since she had been young, always telling her parents that's where she was going to invest her money once she retired from football. And now, she could actually do it, and with the man she loved by her side.
“Let me think about it.”
“Ok” Ben smiled. “But today actually is a beautiful sunny day, just a bit chilly keeping in mind that it is February. Why don't we go on a little road trip and pay Mary a visit?”
“Today?”
“Unless it is too much and you feel like I'm pressuring you into saying yes to all this. Which is not what I'm trying to do, and if I am making you feel like that, I am very sorry, June.”
“No, no, it's ok. It's just… I'm still trying to process it all.”
“Yes, of course” he nodded.
“Why don't we stay home today and celebrate Valentine's day by cuddling in bed and watching some tv, and leave the visit to the bed and breakfast for another day?”
“Is that what you want?” Ben asked her, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear and caressing her cheek.
“Today, yes. I want to cuddle and be cuddled by my husband” she smiled.
“Then that's what we will do” he smiled back.
“And thank you for all this, Ben. The breakfast, the flowers, finding that house, and just basically being there for me. Thank you for loving me.”
“Thank you for letting me love you, June.”
“Urgh, you are the best, Chilwell” she said, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him. “The very very best. I love you.”
“I love you too, Maxwell” he replied.
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“And? What do you think?” Ben said, hugging June around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder.
“I think we could also have a swimming pool.”
“What?” he laughed.
“Yes, over there.”
“Maxwell, we live in England. We can't build a swimming pool, we will barely use it.”
“But we can always buy one of the prefabricated ones and put it over there.”
“Is that a yes, then?”
“What?” she said, moving on his arms until she was looking at him and resting her hands on his chest, one of them over his heart. That broken heart that, as he loved reminding her, she had fixed with her love, making it be healthier than it had ever been.
“If you are thinking about putting a swimming pool, it's because you are already thinking about our future here. About all the things we could do. Though if I'm being honest, your face when Mary showed us the attic and you got to meet the cats, had already told me everything I needed to know” he smirked.
“And what is that, if I may ask?”
“That you already love this place as much as I do, June.”
“I… Who am I kidding. I love it, Ben” she smiled. “With some changes here and there, this totally is what I had in mind.”
“I know” he smiled back. “Should we go tell Mary that she can take down the on sale sign?”
Besides the house being what June had imagined so many times, and having everything to bring her Pinterest mood boards come to life, there was something about the town and the people living there that so far they had had the chance to meet, that had made her feel safe, calm, at peace. Almost at home. And with everything that had been going on in her life the past year, with all the thoughts that had crossed and were still crossing her mind, it was exactly what she needed. And Ben, that man that loved her unconditionally, had seen it. He had seen that this was what she needed to get out the dark space where she was headed, and had found the perfect place for her. For them.
“Yes” June said, her smile growing wider as she looked around one last time. “Let's go find Mary.”
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A couple of years later...
“I've missed this so much, girls” Vittoria said. “We seriously need to meet more often.”
“We do” June agreed.
“Maybe next time we can do it at your b&b and ask that husband of yours to make us dinner. Who knew Chilly cooked so well!” Lauren chuckled.
“One of his many talents” June smirked.
“I don't want to know about the others, tho.”
“Neither do I” Vittoria laughed. “But I do love seeing you like this, June. Smiling, making jokes and just… happy” she said, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze.
“Thank you, Vitto” she smiled.
It had not been easy, but leaving London for the countryside had been the best decision she and Ben could have ever made. Renovating their bed and breakfast had kept her mind busy, the slow pace living and just being surrounded by nature doing wonders for her mental health. She still had had bad days, days where she didn't want to leave her bed. But now it had been months since she had felt like that, and she had even managed to meet Valentina, Vittoria's daughter, without feeling like someone was opening her chest in half and ripping out her heart.
“Should we ask for the bill and go clubbing?”
“What?” June laughed.
“Like old times!”
“My bed and my husband are calling me, I'm sorry. Not in that way, tho” she said, pointing at Vittoria and the smirk on her face. “And yours and your daughter probably are too.”
“They can survive a night without me. What do you say, Lauren?”
“June, have your boobs always looked like that?” she blurted out.
“Lauren!” Vittoria gasped. “Though now that you mention it…”
“Stop checking out my boobs!” June laughed, covering her chest with her hands. “Though I've actually noticed that lately I've put on a bit of weight, and most of it seems to have gone there. I guess that not having the lifestyle I used to have when I was playing football, and eating Ben's amazing food, has finally caught up with me” she shrugged.
“I mean, you look great, don't get me wrong” Lauren said. “It's just that I've known you since your ladies started growing, and they've never been that big.”
“Oh my God!” Vittoria suddenly said, startling June and Lauren and the couple having dinner on the table next to theirs. “Sorry” she smiled at them. “But oh, my God, June.”
“Oh my God what?” she chuckled.
“This may sound crazy and I'm sorry for bringing it up, but…” she said, biting her lower lip.
“But?”
“Could you… Could you be… Have you and Ben… you know…”
“Vittoria, you are making no sense.”
“June, could you be pregnant?” she said, whispering the last word.
“What?” she laughed, the couple sitting next to them giving them another disapproving look.
“I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, I don't want to hurt you, June. I truly don't. But… It is one of the signs.”
“I can't be pregnant, Vitto.”
“Can’t you? Have you stopped trying? Are you using protection again?”
“Yes. I mean, no. Like… We've obviously kept sleeping together, and we aren't using any kind of protection. But we don't do it thinking about what could happen.”
“What about your period? Are you late?”
“My… wait” she said, checking her phone.
She had always been quite regular, even while playing football. But when she was stressed or too worried about something, it wouldn't be weird if she missed a month. And lately, she had been stressed. They had had a leak on the roof that had taken them ages to find and fix, someone had tried to break into their London house, and Pepper had been sick, which in her head, made missing a month kind of normal and she hadn’t paid it too much attention. The problem was tho, that she currently was almost two months late. And that, had never happened before.
So could she… Could she actually be pregnant? Like she had told Vittoria and Lauren, they had stopped doing it with that goal in mind. They just wanted to enjoy and love each other, let things flow. If one day she got pregnant, good. If she didn't, good too. There were other options and possibilities for them to start their own family.
“Girls, I… I… Can we please go home?” she said, her chair making a horrible noise as she got up, the couple next to them once again giving them a disapproving look. “I… I think dinner hasn’t sat too well with me.”
“Do you want to go to the bathroom? Are you feeling sick?” Lauren asked her.
“No, no. It isn’t that. I just… I just need some fresh air, I'm too hot.”
“Oh, of course” Vittoria said as she and Lauren also got up. “I'll pay for the bill. You two can wait outside and start googling where the closest pharmacy is.”
“A pharmacy? Why do we need a pharmacy?” June asked.
“Because we need to find out where those boobs have come from.”
“You mean…”
“You need to take a pregnancy test, June.”
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“Chilwell… Chilwell, wake up.”
“Uh?”
“It’s time to wake up, c’mon,” June said, kissing his cheek.
“I’m tired.”
“Of what?” she chuckled.
“You couldn’t stop moving last night, Maxwell. Are you nervous about something?”
“No.”
“That has sounded so suspicious…” Ben said, slowly sitting up on the bed. “And you made me breakfast? Is that why you couldn’t sleep last night?”
“Busted!” she said with a nervous laugh. “I wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for me since we moved out of London. I… I don’t think I could have left that dark place without you.”
“June, I love you. I would do anything for you.”
“And I for you” she smiled. “That’s why, today, I am the one bringing you breakfast in bed.”
“You didn’t have to, June.”
“But I wanted to” she said, getting up from the bed and picking up the tray she had left on the bedside table.
“Thank you, wife” Ben smiled.
“You’re welcome, husband. But wait!” she said when he was about to lift the lid that was covering one of the plates. “You must leave that one for last.”
“Why?”
“Because I say so. First you drink your juice and eat your toasts and your fruit, and then you can open that.”
“Did you plan a surprise for me?” he smirked.
“Maybe” June shrugged. “Now eat. We don’t want your toasts to get cold and soggy.”
“We don’t, no” he laughed. “Am I allowed to open this now?” Ben asked once he had finished all the food June had brought him.
“You are, yes.”
“June, you look so nervous… Is it bad news?” he said, taking her hand on his. “You are shaking.”
“Chilwell, I’m fine! Open the damn thing!”
“I’m fine.”
“June…”
“Ok…” he replied, giving her one last concerned look before doing as she had asked him. “What… What is this?”
“Don’t you know what it is?”
“It looks like a… June” Ben gasped, his eyes wider than she had ever seen them. “Is this yours?”
“Yep” she nodded.
“Are you… Because this is… June, are you…”
“I’m pregnant, Ben” she said, tears already rolling down her cheeks.
“No!” he gasped again, the trail with all the plates and glasses rolling down the bed as he moved to hug her. “June, you… Oh my God, June.”
“I’m pregnant, Ben” she repeated while hugging him back. “That’s our baby.”
“You… Oh my God, June.”
“You already said that” she chuckled.
“I’m sorry, but… Holy shit, June” Ben said, moving his head to look at her face. “You are pregnant.”
“Yes.”
“But… how? I mean, I do know how, I’m very familiar with it. I mean… Now?”
“The doctor said that sometimes when you stop trying and just relax, it’s when it happens” she shrugged.
“The doctor? You already… Of course you already visited one. You wouldn’t have the scan if you hadn’t visited one” he chuckled, reaching for it. “Is this why you wanted us to stay a bit longer in London?”
“They actually are the ones who realized there was something going on. Had you noticed that my boobs were bigger?”
“It is. After doing a test the girls wanted me to visit a doctor and be 100% sure.”
“Wait, the girls know?”
“Your boobs?”
“It apparently is what gives it away with many women.”
“I… I don’t know. You know I prefer peaches over melons” he smirked.
“Chilwell!” June laughed.
“Sorry, I’m sorry” Ben chuckled. “But… holy shit, June. You are pregnant. This here…” he said, looking at the scan. “Is our baby.”
“Our baby” she said, taking his other hand and placing it on her stomach.
“I love you, June. I love you so much” he said, the tears that he had been trying to control finally being free.
“I love you too, Ben.”
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A few years later...
“Guys, lunch is ready!” June called from the kitchen.
“Mummy!” the little boy said while running towards her and hugging her legs, the cats behind him. “Mummy, I didn't mean to.”
“What?”
“Benjamin Maxwell!” Ben shouted from the garden.
“I swear I didn't mean to, mummy” he said again, tears coming to his eyes.
“What happened?” she asked him, running her hand through his curls to try and comfort him.
“What do you think happened, June?” Ben said, joining them in the kitchen.
“I don't know” she shrugged.
“He hit the flowers with his ball. Again.”
“Did you?” she asked her son.
“It was an accident, mummy. I didn't want to hit daddy and his flowers.”
“You hit daddy too?” she said, trying not to laugh.
“First he hit my head, and then the ball went into the flowers.”
“Are you ok?”
“I am, yes. My flowers, not so much.”
“At least they haven't bloomed yet and he didn't ruin them.”
“Yeah, I guess” Ben sighed.
“I'm sorry, daddy. It won't happen again, I promise.”
“It's ok, little man” he smiled. “But you have to be more careful, ok?”
“I will” he promised.
“Ok, now that you've made up, it's time to go wash your hands” June said.
“Yes, mummy!” he said before running away, the cats following him again.
“Did he seriously hit your head?” June asked Ben.
“He did. And it hurt like hell.”
“Aww, poor Chilwell” she teased. “Do you want a cuddle?”
“That would be very helpful, yes” he said, hugging June and resting his head on her shoulder. “I don't understand how he can hit the ball so hard. He's just three!”
“Maybe his football manager should work on that with him. I've heard he is this hot ex Chelsea player who then became a pundit and used to say a lot of shitty facts on tv.”
“He sounds like a twat.”
“You have no idea” June laughed. “Oh, shit.”
“Are you ok?” Ben said, lifting her head and looking at her.
“Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. She just kicked my ribs. She must be a fan of that guy.”
“That, or that we have another football player in our hands, Maxwell” he said, caressing her bump.
“Poor flowers, then” she chuckled.
“And poor me” he sighed. “Though maybe April will be a bit more chill than her older brother.”
“April?” June laughed. “When did we decide we were going to name her like that?”
“We agreed on it when they told us that she was going to be born in April.”
“What is she chooses to come early, uh?”
“June, April is in two days and your due date is the 10th.”
“Then what if she takes her time and is born in May?”
“The doctor said they will induce you if she takes longer than a week, so still April.”
“But what if…”
“Nothing, June” Ben interrupted her. “You will say yes to calling her April just like you said yes to Benjamin. That's how good at persuading you I am” he smirked.
“Yeah” she scoffed.
“I am, Maxwell. Do you want me to show you?”
“I… Ben!” she giggled when he started kissing her neck.
“I’m here, mummy.”
“Oh, hi, darling” she said, moving on Ben's arms to look at her son while he kept kissing her neck. “Did you wash your hands?”
“I did, mummy. Look” he said, moving them so she could see them.
“Good job. Now go sit down, daddy and I will join you in a minute.”
“What about them?” he said, looking down at the cats. They had become his shadow and not left his side since the moment he started moving and crawling, kind of making sure he was ok. “We haven't given them their lunch yet, mummy.”
“You are right, darling. Go get their bowls.”
“Ok” he smiled before running away, the cats following him once again.
“And you, Chilwell” June said, moving again to face Ben. “You are the worst.”
“What did I do know?” he laughed.
“What did I do know?” June repeated, making fun of him. “You've made my life confusing as hell by convincing me to name him after you. Now I can't say your name without having him reply too!
“Lucky you, you can still call me Chilwell. Or husband. Or love of your life.”
“I can do that now, when my brain is properly working. But did I tell you that the other day he asked me if I have nightmares where something bad happens to him, because one night he heard me calling his name?”
“No!” Ben gasped.
“Yes. We were so lucky he didn't come to our room to check what was going on…”
“Yeah, try to explain to a three-year old why his daddy was between his mummy's legs” he chuckled.
“Not funny, Chilwell” she said, hitting his arm.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”
“Mummy, the bowls” Ben said, running back to them.
“Great. Let's go feed the cats while daddy finishes setting the table. Though first wash your hands, Chilwell. You also were in the garden.”
“Your wishes are my commands, Maxwell” he smiled, letting go of her and doing an over the top curtsey that made her roll her eyes.
“C'mon, darling” she said, taking her son's hand, Ben not being able to stop smiling while looking at them, at how the little version of him was helping June with the cats’ food, offering to do it for her because her tummy was too big and she had to be careful so his little sister was ok, something he had definitely heard him say before. “Chilwell!”
“Maxwell?”
“Stop smiling like an idiot and go wash your hands.”
“Mummy, don't call daddy an idiot! That isn't nice.”
“I'm sorry, darling” she said, running her hand though his curls once again, just like she had imagined so many times. “But when I call daddy an idiot, I do it with love. Because I love him very much” she said, looking at Ben.
“I love you too, June. Very much” he replied.
“And because you do, you are gonna go wash your hands, aren't you?”
“I'm going, I'm going!” he said as he left the kitchen, looking at June and Ben one last time. At the way she was smiling at their son while he told the cats to eat slower, feeling like his heart could burst of love for them and the little addition that was on her way.
His heart, the one that wasn't that broken anymore. The one June had mended with her love, same way his love for her had mended hers.
Because like that quote she had once found on Pinterest said:
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Top 5 Transformers (please educate me)
Oh baby I'm gonna go hammy (please note I'm mostly going off Transformers Prime iterations because that's the only show I've watched all the way through)
These are my personal favorites:
5. Wheeljack
An inventor with a penchant for making things explode (sometimes on purpose), in Prime he's also a samurai/cowboy lone wolf type, a good mix of badass and goofy.
4. Shockwave
Mad scientist who runs exclusively on logic, basically warcrime central, God is probably afraid of him given how he spends his time in the show reviving actual dragon fossils like it's no big deal.
Also his lil antennas move
3. Ratchet
Tired and annoyed grandpa, he's so done with everyone's shit and a total grump, but also, a giant dork. Big ok boomer energy, did robot steroids once and went absolutely nuts for an episode, and on top of everything he's voiced my Jeffrey goddamn Combs.
2. Knockout
He's the doctor, but for the villains. I can't get enough of him, he's a flashy red sports car, so flamboyantly gay he literally is canonically married in the comics (special shoutout to his himbo husband Breakdown). He's a catty vain sadistic bastard and he carries it so well, look at him go.
1. Starscream
Poor little meow meow supreme, literally so iconic he got an entire trope named after him. He's ambitious, cowardly, treacherous and has an ego the size of a planet but as fragile as glass. He's literally so pathetic and yet somehow cool, I want to hug him and punch him in the face all at once.
Not to mention voiced excellently by Steve Blum
Really just the transformer ever <3
Plus, look at his hips
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for the asks requests:
1: DARIO BACKSTORY NOW
2: I wanna hear abt bravo
3: Florian reaction to everything
4: SYMBOLISM. PLEASE. 🍽️
Oh I actually didn't expect for all of these to be asked all of the same time, as they're kinda long answers... Specially number 3. But I can work with that :)
I think you guys might really like what's down here:
1- What Did Dario Not Tell Them At The Campfire
So when asked if he had any bad experiences with the king, Dario just answered he'd rather not talk about it. The reason isn't because Magnifico did something to him directly, but rather indirectly. See, Dario's dad is the royal announcer and his mother is a singer, both jobs that require their voices, and they value their voices a lot, while Dario was born with a speech impediment.
One day, Dario overheard them talking in their room, and they said how they hoped when Dario turned 18 he'd wish for the king to give him a voice.
Now, to some that may seem like a good wish, "who wouldn't want to have a voice?" you may ask, thing is that most disabled people don't want to be changed, what they want is to be accepted. Obviously though I can't speak for the whole ASL community, however I did study the basics of sign language in college, and my teacher, who is deaf, taught us about deaf culture, and how you shouldn't assume someone WANTS to be like you, to be "Fixed".
Dario didn't want to change himself, but in that moment he felt like his parents saw him as someone broken and hoped the king could fix him...
So yeah I didn't have him explain all that because it's way too depressing even for me.
2- Where Did Bravo Come From
A more wholesome little story with our faaaaaaavorite evil duo! Yay!
So, Amaya often goes to the woods to get ingredients for her potions, mushrooms, herbs, animal parts, you name it. She goes alone, just wearing a hooded cloak so she's not recognized.
One day, during her foraging, she heard a sound coming from behind her:
"Miirrrau!"
It was a quiet, growly meow
And she kept hearing it over and over, like it was asking for help. Now although the queen has a heart as cold as ice, she felt moved by the tiny cries, so she followed them into the woods.
And here's what she found:
"Awwwwwwwn~" Her iced heart melted at the sight of what she thought was a little kitten "Are you lost, little one?"
"Miaurrr!" the kitten had a weirdly growly voice, but still high pitched like any kitten, he seemed to be scared and lost, looking for him mom
"Don't fret, you're safe now" she takes him and puts him in her basket full of mushrooms "I'll take you to your new home. Heh heh heh my love will have quite the surprise when he sees you"
So she goes back to the palace, Magnifico is busy changing some wishes when she arrives
"Daaaaarliiiiing~ Look what I found in the woods today!" She says showing him the kitten
Magnifico looks quite surprised, although he has seen Amaya do some REALLY messed up things, he never thought she'd use a whole kitten as a potion ingredient
"Hmmm... How nice dear, but uh- If you don't mind me asking- What kind of potion requires a kitten sacrifice?" He asks smiling, trying to be supportive of her weird hobbies
"SACRIFICE???" She holds the kitten close to her, looking very offended that her husband would imply that "I don't want to kill him! I want to keep him!"
"OOOOOH I see, I see. That makes more sense" The king says kinda relieved
(They have murdered and ruined the lives of millions, but they draw the line at killing a kitten)
"Well then, if that's your desire then he's all yours, my beldam. But don't expect me to take care of him as well" He said
And that basically went like one of those "Dad said he didn't want the dog" memes, because Magnifico really liked the cat and took care of him just as much as Amaya.
They named him "Bravo" because it's both what you say to cheer for someone after a performance, and their whole thing is that they're constantly acting to their people, and also means angry in Spanish, and the kitten often looked grumpy.
But as time went on, and Bravo grew... They noticed he just wouldn't stop growing. And soon enough they realized... That wasn't a cat, that was a lynx.
And thats how the situation went from good to GREAT!
Like, they just raised their own killing machine without even knowing it was a killing machine, they were beyond ecstatic, they were running around like "YES YES YEEEES!!!" ya feel me?
3- How Florian Reacts To Everything
Now, to answer this one, I'll tell you a story... About something that happened in the chapter "Into The Eye Of The Storm".
Something that happened from Magnifico's perspective... After he got struck by lightning.
So let me set the scene.
...
He felt excruciating pain he never imagine possible course through his body, and light was all he could see.
Until it wasn't.
Everything went black.
Magnifico shot his eyes open, and all he could see was a dark emptiness surrounding him, and feel water beneath his feet.
The king looked around completely lost, one moment he was in the storm with that star, and in the next he was here... His staff wasn't with him, he was powerless.
He hears a voice
"Huh... Took much longer than I would've liked, but oh well, looks like you finally got what you deserved."
Magnus gets startled by the voice coming from all around him, but tries to hide his fear by masking it with anger "Who's there?!" he demands to know
"Really? After just 25 years you've already forgotten my voice?" The youthful but voice says, bitterness dripping from his tone. Magnifico's eyes widen as he indeed starts to recognize the voice... The voice he celebrated he'd never would have to hear all those years ago. The figure starts to manifest itself in front of him as it says "But then again, you never were the type to listen much, were you, Mag?" Florian calls him by the nickname he used to affectionally call his older sibling.
Magnus sees his younger brother floating in front of him, but the expression on his face is one the king has never seen before. Florian was always happy, always kind and sympathetic, innocent, he was like the personification of sunshine itself. Now? Now his expression was so full of hatred, hiding behind a mocking smile, like Florian has been waiting for this a long time.
"See you grew a beard heh heh you look just like dad" The spirit jokes
Magnifico is staring at the apparition before him with wide eyes, his mind is racing, trying to make sense of any of this, how could he go from fighting with the star to thi-... Wait... He remembers something he read about wishing stars, they have the power to give people dreams... He must have been knocked out and the star is trying to play a trick on him... Yeah, that's gotta be it.
He smiles thinking he just figured this all out "Hahah guilt tripping? Really? Didn't think that was your style, Aster, I'm almost impresse-"
"You died." Florian just gives it to him straight.
Magnifico freezes.
"You flew too close to the sun brother, or rather, too close to the storm." The spirit explains, and starts to float circles around his older brother "And soon, your soul will completely leave this plane, and I will finally rest in peace knowing MY people are free from you." The spirit speaks almost spitting on Magnus face, emphasizing how the people of Rosas are his people, his kingdom that Magnus stole.
But the older brother is almost blocking out the sound of his voice, too busy processing that if what he's saying is true then... "Amaya... It can't end like this, I can't leave her no-"
"HAH! That's what you worry about? That wretched witch?!" Florian now has a mocking smile on his face, it's a smile Magnifico has never seen from his caring little brother in life... It doesn't even look like him anymore.
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER THAT!" He yells, now starting to accept that yes, that is indeed his brother's ghost, and he's enraged to see him again.
"Pretty sure I get to call the woman who poisoned me whatever I want." Florian says nonchalantly
"Tsk not our fault you made it so easy" the older brother smirks, trying to come out on top of the situation "I mean, a random mystery woman shows up out of nowhere, and you just invites her to be the royal potion maker? What did you think was gonna happe-"
"I thought you'd finally be happy." Florian interrupts him with a serious expression, Magnus stops talking and stares at him confused, so Florian continues "When you first locked eyes with her, I saw a spark in you... A gleam of happiness you never shown in all the years we lived together... I knew you were in love with her... THATS why I let her stay." He explains with every word dripping with bitterness "I thought "Finally, my big brother won't be so lonely and angry all the time! Love will surely make him move on from the fact he wasn't meant to be king!"" Florian makes a slightly more high pitched and cheerful voice as if to mimic how he used to sound like when he was alive "Hahah It's quite the tragic comedy, ain't it? I helped in your union... Unaware I was digging my own grave."
"... And do you think I care? We would've ended up together regardless. And I would take the crown that is RIGHTFULLY MINE regardless of whatever you did!" Magnus exclaims. If he's really dead and this is just the limbo between the land of the living and the after life, then he might as well take this opportunity to let out everything he wanted to tell his little brat of a brother all those years "The throne was MY RIGHT! But he said "NoOooO son! You must learn magic! So you may grant their wishes" WELL what if I don't WANT to grant all their whiny little pleas, like I'm some kind of SERVANT?! I wanted to follow my own path! I dreamed of being a good king! But then YOU showed up!"
"Sorry for being born, I guess" Florian says sarcastically
"YEARS watching them give you everything I ever wanted... I was pushed aside like I was NOTHING." Magnus sounds more and more deranged as he begins to smile sadistically at his brother "WELL GUESS WHAT! Now I "grant" more wishes than YOU and all of those old fools EVER DID! The people ADORE ME! And no one even remembers you!" Magnus spats out like he just won this argument, Florian is raising one eyebrow, looking at him like this is quite pathetic. The older king walks closer to him with a grin "So, how does it feel huh? Knowing your legacy will forever be "Just King Magnifico's little brother that fell ill and died""
Florian looks at him serious for a moment, before smiling confident again "I never did it to be remembered, I did it because I wanted to make my people happy, and I can rest easy knowing I did just that... While you lived a meaningless life, trying soooo desperately to make everyone love you, hoping that would make it up for the years you were ignored... Did it work?" Magnus looks shocked by those words, he tries to respond but Florian doesn't let him "Of course it didn't, you'll never be satisfied. And now, as if making my people suffer all these years wasn't enough, you try to steal the magic of a star, but oh-oh that didn't work, it got you killed in the most foolish way possible!... Now it won't be long until people find out the truth, then NO ONE will "Adore you" nor "Remember you"." Florian smiles widely as he asks "So, how does it feel huh? Knowing your legacy will forever be... Nothing."
Magnus has no words... His brother had never spoken to him like that... No one has ever spoken to him like that.
Florian looks satisfied, but he already know that... Unfortunately, Magnus time hasn't come just yet
"*sigh* Karma really does work in mysterious ways... Looks like the witch comes to your rescue, Mag... Again." Florian says with his arms crossed.
Magnus doesn't understand what he's talking about "Wha-"
"When you get back, if you even remember any of this... Tell Amaya that I lied, her tea tasted terrible." He says with a cheeky grin while waving his brother goodbye.
Magnus feels him sink into the water beneath his feet. He screams and-
His eyes are shot open.
He gasps for air.
Amaya brought him back from the dead with her kiss.
...
So yeah, that's dead Florian, his personality is waaaay different when he was alive by the way, but I enjoyed writing someone that can spit some facts on Magnifico's face.
4- Symbolism
I've wrote a whole lot in this, so I'll just end on a simple note:
I like the symbolism of Asha's family always being with her, from her wearing her mother's cloak and her ability to draw being what saved her, to her singing to inspire the people like her father, and playing her grandfather's mandolin, it really feels like even though they weren't THERE they were essential characters in her journey. And I'm proud of this little detail.
There's more juicy symbolism but now I'm exhausted from writing because MY GOSH Florian was intense, I really got into the mindset of a 20 year old that got murdered by the brother he once admired and I don't feel well. OOF. Imma take a break lmao
Thank you for the ask and
Thank You For Reading!
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《WITHOUT ENVY》 STORYBOARD 20 - SERIES COMPLETE!!!!
cql au: concubine/sleeper agent!wwx & prince!lwj
[storyboard 1] [storyboard 2] [storyboard 3] [storyboard 4] [storyboard 5] [storyboard 6] [storyboard 7] [storyboard 8] [storyboard 9] [storyboard 10] [storyboard 11] [storyboard 12] [storyboard 13] [storyboard 14] [storyboard 15] [storyboard 16] [storyboard 17] [storyboard 18] [storyboard 19]
Snippets chronological: [5] [10] [2] [6] [6.2] [1] [3] [4] [7] [8] [9] [11] [12]
Final Storyboard 20 Undercut! a bit long since it is the last one. Sorry it took like 8 months... I am a baby doctor and am off doing busy baby doctor things (as in i am junior, not that i'm a neonatologist)
The Emperor, the Consort, and the Concubine:
Like Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen was having relationshp problems of his own. For months after the war, he did not visit Meng Yao, nor did he strip him of his title and rank. Instead, Meng Yao was allowed to carry on living as though nothing had changed, for on paper, nothing had. Still, the ears of the palace had caught wind of the Emperor's changed heart, and of the sordid truths from Meng Yao's past.
Nie Mingjue knew better though. He knew the real reason why Lan Xichen was angry was not because he found out that Meng Yao was the son of a prostitute, but that he had organized and ruled over an entire secret military operation behind Lan Xichen's back. He had everyone on his team: Lan Xichen's uncle, Lan Xichen's husband, Lan Xichen's courtiers...everyone except Lan Xichen himself.
Ultimately Lan Xichen was just hurt by Meng Yao's lack of trust. Nie Mingjue, not wanting to see the two men he loved the most hurting like this, did his best to play the mediator, helping Lan Xichen to understand Meng Yao's reasons. See [Snippet 11].
Yes they reconciled. I'm not crazy, this is a happy story with happy ending for my little meow meows. [Snippet 12].
Hanguang Manor aka all was not well in the state of denmark
Lan Wangji's visit to the Imperial Prison left him in a state of emotional disarray, having discovered the truth about Wei Wuxian's role in the war. As with most things that didn't involve war and battlefield, Lan Wangji's only source of pragmatic advice on how to manage his otherwise clusterfuck of a private life, is his wife.
The candle was burning low in the princess consort's chamber by the time Lan Wangji stumbled through its threshold. Jiang Yanli looked up from from where she was waving a fan slowly beside a slumbering A-Yuan, drool dripping sideways onto his cherub cheek.
"Dianxia..." Jiang Yanli rose to her feet. She stood in her socks, having already dressed down for bed. "A-Yuan was particularly clingy tonight, threw a bit of a tantrum, so I -"
"It is no matter," Lan Wangji shook his head. "I should not have interrupted, I shall return to my own chamber -"
"No, please, stay. There's much we need to discuss." Gesturing at her handmaiden, Jiang Yanli gave instruction to move the little princeling to his own suite. The toddler whined a little when he was lifted into the handmaiden's gentle and practiced embrace, but otherwise remained utterly oblivious. His mother soothed him with a light kiss to his temple and bid him off.
Lan Wangji approached his heir before the maid carried the boy away. He remembered the night Lan Yuan was born and recalled Wei Ying's absolute delight - Lan Zhan, look how adorable he is! I don't mean to play favourite with the children but I think this one is going to be special - aww he yawned. Oh! And he has your nose. Out of his three sons, A-Yuan was the one Lan Zhan knew the least. For the majority of his short young life, Lan Wangji had been away at war. He had once believed when A-Yuan was born that he would grow up raised by all three of them: Yanli, Wei Ying and himself, but now...
"Is it true, what A-Cheng said earlier about A-Xian?"
"It is."
"And what will happen to him?"
"I went to the Ministry of Justice. I..." Lan Wangji stared helpless at his wife. The negotiations for the release and exchange of the prisoners of war were still being deliberated by Qishan's ambassadors and Gusu's Secretariat, but that only meant Wei Ying's days were numbered. "I asked to see the list of prisoners who could potentially be traded. Wei Ying's name was not there."
"What...what does that mean?"
"It means Qishan has discarded Wei Ying, left to Gusu's devices. And I know the court is going to seek justice. Except they do not know that it will be a false one."
Jiang Yanli had always been a meek and obedient girl, but her fortitude and poise throughout the war effort had demonstrated to the world that she was a fiercer woman than anyone ever given her credit for. A fact her husband already knew, which is why she was the only one he trusted to be completely and unquestioningly on his side in his moment of need.
The merits of her character, the fruitfulness of her pregnancy, and the contribution of her maiden familly during the war all came together to supply her elevation from deputy consort to princess consort. The imperial decree came just days after Lan Wangji's victorious return. Jiang Yanli was named his legal wife, the lady of his princely manor, the mother of his heir, just as they had planned all along. Theirs was no love match, but she will be his Empress one day, his partner on the throne. They understood each other well, and Lan Wangji knew that Jiang Yanli would stand with him to fight for Wei Ying. After all, her devotion to her family was absolute. And Wei Ying... Wei Ying was her family, and from the looks of it, she had believed in him even when Lan Wangji himself didn't.
"Tomorrow, dianxia, tomorrow, you and I will go to court and beg our royal brother for clemency. If he knew the truth, if he knew all A-Xian had done for our country, for you, if he knew his love for you -"
"I cannot speak on that, he - tonight -"
"Don't be a fool, my prince. Oh what am I saying, you're both fools. Wei Ying, that idiot boy, of course he would deny everything now. But if you doubt him, doubt his devotion to you, after everything he's done, then perhaps you are an even bigger fool than my brother."
Morning came and brought thunderous summer rain, but despite the downpour, Jiang Yanli and Lan Wangji donned their official courtly robes of prince and princess consort and set off to see Lan Xichen. But Lan Xichen was not in his usual imperial study, nor in his official palace of work. Instead, his brother and sister-in-law found him and Nie Mingjue in Fangfei-dian (Fangfei Palace), alternating between handling court matters and serving at Meng Yao's bedside. Unfortunately, their uncle Lan Qiren was also there.
"I am sorry, Wangji. You were never meant to find out this way." Lan Qiren sighed, dropping his tea cup onto the table with a resigned clang. They were in the zhengtang(1) of Fangfei-dian, away from Meng Yao's private quarters where he rested. Lan Xichen and Lan Qiren sat at centre front, with Nie Mingjue looking caught in an awkward position to the left.
"Get up, up!" Lan Qiren urged, frowning most disapprovingly. "What are you doing, kneeling there like that in your full regalia, completely inappropriate -"
"Not until bixia has agreed to reveal the truth." Lan Wangji remained unyielding, presenting the silk-bound parchment of his letter of submital with upturned hands, elbows defiantly straight. The letter detailed Wei Wuxian's true allegiance throughout the war, written by his hand and cosigned by himself and Jiang Cheng.
"Hmph!" Angrily, Lan Qiren slammed the table. "Forcing your soverign's hand? This is sedition!"
"You are not the soverign, huangshu!"
Even Nie Mingjue appeared surprised at Lan Wangji's raised tone of voice. For a taciturn and laconic man, this was entirely out of his character. Lan Xichen rose from his seat, for he knew better than anyone present, that this was his baby brother being pushed to his limit.
"Wangji-"
"I beseech you, bixia, huangxiong -" Lan Wangji's voice wavered.He raised his eyes from where he had fixed it upon an indeterminate point ahead of him and gazed up at his older brother desperately. "Da'ge... please."
"Do you understand what you're asking your huangxiong to admit to?" Their uncle interrupted them, but with a softer tone this time. "To create the illusion of Wei Wuxian's alligence to Wen Ruohan, we've had to... make sacrifices of our men, our soldiers, sons and brothers and fathers who now can no longer go home to their families. Their sacrifice earned us the peace we have today. You would have your brother, the soverign, making such an admission which would undermine his rule at a time when this country needs stability and hope! You would, for one man, have the entire country question Xichen's integrity, his judgement, his character when he is the most blameless of us all!"
The hall was silent for a long beat.
And slowly, Lan Wangji lowered his arms, his submittal dropping to the floor. Jiang Yanli reached for him, hesitating, "Dianxia."
When no one spoke further, Jiang Yanli looked fully ready to pick up the submittal and continue where Lan Wangji had failed. But it was not necessary. Her husband stilled her hand and said without looking at anyone this time: "You are right, huangshu. Huangxiong is innocent, but Wei Ying was not the one who orchestrated those underhanded schemes either, was he? You and I both know, huangshu, which mind - mastermind - was behind it all."
Lan Xichen's expression stuttered, the worry and empathy in his eyes cooling and overtaken by another kind of emotion, something thicker, darker. Behind him, Lan Wangji saw from the corner of his eyes Nie Mingjue's fist tighten anxiously.
"Hanguang-wang -"
"Do not scold him, Da'ge. He is right." Meng Yao voice came from the doorway. He was dressed in mere sleepwear, hair half bound, with a cloak draped over his shoulders, the edge of which was damp with rain despite the umbrella Hengsheng held overhead.
"A-Yao," Nie Mingjue hurriedly helped him into the room and chastised without much heat. "You should be resting."
"I am rested enough. And it's true what he says. I was the one behind it all."
"No." Before either one of Meng Yao's lovers could protest, it was Lan Qiren who disputed his claim. "What you did was brokering an agreement with Dafan-junzhu Wen Qing to protect Gusu, supplant Wen Ruohan and replace him with her father. You did it with the full knowledge of myself, the late Marshal Jiang and Mingjue. And believe me, A-Yao, I had you investigated extremely thoroughly, and I am satisfied to say you did not act against Gusu's longterm interest in any way.
"We cannot reveal your bargain without compromising the identity of the other party. We promised Wen Qing that her father's rule would not be stained by treason, collution with outside forces, and kin-killing. Qishan needs peace and time to heal as much as we do. Dafan-junwang will make a good soverign for his people, and a good neighbour to Gusu. For the sake of our citizens, we cannot risk Qishan's court finding a reason to despise and dispose him.
"That aside, whether Wei Wuxian eventually worked for us or not, it is undeniable that he had stolen the defence plans for Yiling which directly led to the massacre that happened and Qishan's subsequent occupation there. He did that of his own volition, for Wen Ruohan. Not for us. If nothing else, he still has to answer for that, and that alone is enough to cost him his life."
Lan Wangji rose to his feet, Jiang Yanli in toll. There was anger and tears unshed in his eyes, but the way he breathed harshly signalled to all those present that he knew he had lost this fight. He watched his brother take Meng Yao's hand and Nie Mingjue's protective paws curling around Meng Yao shoulders.
Meng Yao stared at him. There was pity in his eyes, but no remorse.
Lan Wangji's knuckles turned white.
Jiang Yanli saw it before anyone else. He wanted Meng Yao dead, but he left wordlessly nonetheless. Out into the pouring rain without another look.
His wife picked up the letter of submittal and sighed. "That night, as I understand it, A-Xian had every intention of leaving Gusu and abandoning Wen Ruohan's mission. He no longer wished to fight for any side. It was Lianfang-jun who convinced to him stay. Of course I am happy that my brother, my mother, and my son are all alive today, but sometimes I wonder if A-Xian had just left, perhaps that would've been okay too. I think my husband could've lived hating A-Xian forever, but this...this I don't know."
Jiang Yani collected her self, placed her hands together and dipped into a proper curtsy. "I shall take my leave, and bid you well."
Notes:
1) zhengtang 正堂 - a traditional chinese home, from as small as a peasant's home to a palace, is actually multiple independent houses/structures within one courtyard. This courtyard can be quite complex with multiple inner sections but ultimately the perimeter is a square or rectangular wall enclosure. Each independent house within the courtyard has its functionn. A sleeping quarter is usually in the inner most portion, while a zhengtang is the front and centre house where guests are received formally.
The Execution and Other Related Shenanigan:
Wei Wuxian was scheduled to be executed in the fall. And so began a month long cold war between Lan Wangji and the rest of the Lan family. He shut himself away and refused to see anyone. Jiang Yanli, Luo Qingyang, and Qin Su became increasingly concerned.
"If Wei Wuxian dies, forgive my inauspicious words, but I fear dianxia will do the unthinkable." Mianmian whispered to her harem sisters on a hot summer night when their children were asleep. "I mean...there's a family history of Lan men throwing it all away when their beloved dies, especially when there are an abundance of heirs and regents."
In addition to Lan Wangji thinking daily of just offing himself, Jiang Yanli and Jiang Cheng decided - fuck it - they were gonna storm the execution site and rescue Wei Wuxian because to hell with the rules. Attempt the impossible. Or whatever. Family motto. Detailed snippet here [snippet 8].
Thankfully, Nie Huaisang (with the help of Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan and Xue Yang) managed to drag his injured partially recovered ass back to the capital at the metaphoric 11:59pm like a procrastinating college student submitting their assignmen, and saved Wei Wuxian's neck from the chopping block.
"We have less than hour before his execution, shouldn't we head to the arena?!" Song Lan called out over his shoulder as he violated several ancient fantasy china traffic laws while speeding down the street in his horse-drawn carriage.
"And say what?!" Exclaimed Nie Huaisang back in frustration. "We have no official decree, and I look like a stale shit shat by a constipated cow in my state. I need to see my brother, give the Emperor a usable reason to pardon Wei Wuxian, and a good enough lie for old man Lan to placate the court and their pesky ministers."
Nie Huaisang's sudden ressurection changed everything. While he could not claim that Wei Wuxian was their spy from the start, he did create a very believable and elaborate lie about how he was able to convince Wei Wuxian part way through the war to do act against Wen Ruohan for Gusu's benefit. Not because he loves Gusu oh no, but because despite Wei Wuxian's "loyalty" to Wen Ruohan, his heart lies with Lan Wangji. And while yes he had faced the prince on the battle field, had killed his men, and even injured the prince himself, he never wished for Lan Wangji to die. So when told about Lan Wangji's predictament in the snowy freezing hills of the Burial Mount, Wei Wuxian devised a plan to rescue Lan Wangji.
Nie Huaisang produced an eloquent and vague letter from Wen Qing, who had corresponded with since he learned of Wei Wuxian's impending death. In it, Wen Qing said nothing of Wei Wuxian's history as a spy, only that in the last moment when Wen Ruohan had trapped his entire court inside the palace, lured in Gusu's troops, and had every intention to light everyone aflame, it was Wei Wuxian who stopped him, saving everyone, and forgoing his chance to escape to freedom. This much, she can publically acknowledge without implicating herself or her father in any way.
And to Nie Mingjue, Nie Huaisang said, "Da'ge, if it weren't for Wei Wuxian sending Xue Yang to rescue me, I probably would've been tortured to death or worse at the hands of Xue Chonghai."
The public asked: if Wei Wuxian was not the hellish monster that they all believed to be, if his love for Hanguang-wang was true, then how come then he did not say anything to defend himself?
Because, replied Nie Huaisang, Wei Wuxian is a man who has a conscience, and he knows he's done wrong, and he believes he deserves to die. Such a man is rare in this world, and should be given a chance to do more, to atone with the rest of his life all that he'd taken away. The dead can never come back, and killing Wei Wuxian when there's so much he could do for the those left behind by the dead, would be a waste and a shame.
And so after many months, it was decided that Wei Wuxian would be exiled indefinitely to border city of Yiling - the neutral zone - to rebuild the community that his actions had destroyed. He was due to leave at the onset of winter.
In the meantime, Lan Wangji was officially installed as Crown Prince, his brother's legitimate heir, and Jiang Yanli as Crown Princess Consort.
Before Wei Wuxian began his exile, his family came to see him off. Detailed snippet here [snippet 9].
And immediately following snippet 9 ->
Lan Wangji arrived on horseback, his white winter cloak bellowing behind him as he charged towards the departure party. He must have come straight from the palace, for he was still in his stately court robes.
Wei Wuxian did not wish to stare, but he couldn't tear his eyes away. The last he'd seen of the man he loved was when he had driven him away, tears in his eyes, from his prison cell. The time before that was when Lan Wangji found him cradling Wen Ruohan's dead body at Nevernight and promptedly arrested him. And then time before that was when they had clashed swords in the snow and Wei Wuxian had inadvertidently killed Mo Xuyuan. And the time before that, was when Wei Wuxian had held Jiang Yanli and A-Yuan hostage trying to escape from Hanguang Manor, and then shot Lan Wangji with an arrow during the chase.
Wei Wuxian thought he would feel more upon this reunion, but all he felt was shame. He would hide himself in a hole in the ground if he could, except of course, this may in fact be the last time he'll ever see Lan Wangji ever again.
When the man in question reined his horse to a stop and hastly jumped off, Wei Wuxian found he suddenly could not raise his eyes off the ground, off the sight of his worrying fingers and the lingering dirt still trapped beneath his nails. At least he had bathed. Thank the gods that the administrators of his exile had allowed him to scrub himself clean of months of prison grime before his journey. As it was, he was in his least threadbare prison garb, and probably was not going to looked better than he did.
Lan Wangji advanced towards him without hesitance, and Wei Wuxian dreaded that he would embrace him, or kiss him, or anything that involved the physical touching of his skin against his own. Because - because -
There was no part of him that Wen Ruohan left unmarred.
So when Lan Wangji was all but a step away, Wei Wuxian tried to drop into a deep kneeling bow. "Taizi-dianxia -"
But Lan Wangji was one step ahead of him. Catching him at the elbow, he pulled him to his feet and gripped him in a crushing embrace. "Wei Ying."
Shaking despite himself, Wei Wuxian fought with the very last of his pride. "I am not Wei Ying."
Except he should've known he could never win against Lan Wangji's bullheadedness.
"You are."
"I am Qishan's Wei Wuxian."
"You are. You are Qishan's Wei Wuxian. And you are my Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian would be embarrassed at how easily he gave in and all but crumbled into tears in Lan Wangji's arms, except he was literally about to be exiled for life, so he really didn't care.
"I'm sorry," said Wei Wuxian when he collected his breath and drew back to gaze upon Lan Wangji's face properly. "I'm so sorry."
And Lan Wangji did not implacate him with lies. "I know."
"I came to Gusu with the singular goal of infiltrating your court. I endeared myself to Jiang Fengmian to use his family for access. I followed Jiang Yanli to get close to you. I was tasked to seduce you."
"I know."
"I killed 37 men and women while living under your roof. I stole the defence plan of Yiling and countless other documents."
"I know."
"I killed Mo Xuanyu on the battlefield. I didn't mean to."
"I know."
"I...I laid with Wen Ruohan, after you. I never wanted to, but I never refused. I laid with him four hundred and seventy one times in the last two years." Wei Wuxian swallowed, his words becoming thick and dry in his mouth. "I laid with him even the night before I killed him."
Wei Wuxian held his breath. He kept his eyes lowered, too ashamed and afraid to look at Lan Wangji now, until he felt warm hands cradling his face, and a pair of warmer lips press into forehead.
"I know," said Lan Wangji quietly. "I've heard it all."
"I'd ask for your forgiveness, but I don't even know how to forgive myself."
"For what?"
"For...? For - "
"He had hurt you in the worst ways possible. I'd offer to kill him for you, but you've demonstrated that you're more than capable of avenging yourself."
Wei Wuxian can't believe Lan Wangj is making a joke, of all things, at a time like this. But it made him laugh, nonetheless. "I'm capable of so much more than you know."
"Oh I know. You were a formidable enemy, ruse or not. Perhaps one day you'll agree to a fair duel, mhm?"
"Perhaps. But what will the people say when their Taizi-dianxia lose to a lowly servant?"
Lan Wangji was quiet for a moment, his eyes turning serious, but gentle. Wei Wuxian had a split-moment premonition that whatever the prince planned to say would break his heart all over again.
"I already lost to you, Wei Ying."
"Lan..." Wei Wuxian struggled with a shuddering breath, Lan Wangji's name choking in his throat, his eyes flooding again with tears. He sniffled in the cold, and made an inelegant swipe at his snotty and drippy nose. "Lan Wangji, you bastard! Saying things like that - how am I supposed to go into exile in peace?!"
"If I could but keep you..."
"You can't, Lan Zhan. This is what I deserve. Putting aside sentiment, you have to see that this is fair."
Lan Wangji held his hands tightly, tears like crystals in his eyes. “Wei Ying, I’ll wait for you.”
But Wei Wuxian only shook his head. “Don’t. Time doesn’t stand still. Live your life Lan Zhan, and one day when I come back, you can fill me in on everything you have achieved. My Lan Zhan is the best. You will be a great taizi, and a great huangdi. And I will guard Yiling and its people for you, until the end of my days."
Overwhelmed, Lan Wangji pulled him in by the nape and kissed him squarely on the lips.
And even though they were about to part forever, for the first time in two awful years, for Wei Wuxian, it felt like coming home.
Eventually, the exile party had to depart. Jiang Cheng bear-hugged Wei Wuxian and threatened him with bodily harm if he was stupid enough to get himself killed in Yiling. "If you dare die on us, I'm going to hell to bring you back and kill you myself!" Jiang Yanli had many many reminders for Wei Wuxian to take care of himself, before handing him the bundle of things she'd packed for him. "Zhangjie, you know I have to carry this to Yiling myself." - "The guards can help you carry it if you get tired" - "Zhangjie, I'm being exiled, not going on vacation!" Two-year-old Lan Yuan was very confused by all the emotional adults, but was extremely cute when he hugged Wei Wuxian around the legs and obediently said, "Xian-diedie, goodbye", like his mother asked him to.
Wei Wuxian embarked on his journey with a care package from the Crown Princess Consort, and the Crown Prince's own winter cloak drapped around his shoulder. His family watched him go until they could no longer see him in the distance.
The End
Okay fine...some closing remarks, epilogue of sorts.
1. Jiang Cheng and Wen Qing:
Yu Ziyuan just about had a stroke when her son, the now very popular and in-demand bachelor Young Marshal Jiang Wanyin wrote to her that he had every intention of marrying Qishan's Grand Princess Wen Qing. And the very political but equally very love-driven marriage was underway when unexpectly Wen Qing's father the new emperor of Qishan had an ACTUAL stroke. He didn't die, but this bout of severe illness left him incapable of governing, and because Wen Ning was all but thirteen, the position of Regent naturally fell to his very capable older sister who was twenty-one and wise beyond her years. Jiang Cheng had his own very unironic "I'll wait you" moment with Wen Qing, and if Wei Wuxian knew about this he'd laugh.
They pushed their wedding back by 5 years, but just when Wen Ning came of age, he told his sister that he never wished to rule and would rather be a physician or a general or literally anything but a soverign. Wen Qing could not force her beloved brother onto the throne, so she became Empress and claimed all children of royal Wen blood eligible to inherit. The heir would be selected by merit alone, and she alone would name her heir when the time came.
Jiang Cheng eventually became Wen Qing's consort at the age of 44 when his eldest niece Lan Yiran, by special dispensation of her royal father His Majesty Hanguang-di, was named Marchioness of Yunmeng and commander of the Jiang Clan army in the southern border. She relinquishes her royal surname Lan and adopts her mother's maiden name Jiang. She reports to court every summer, but lives her days in her main helm of Yunmeng. Ouyang Zizhen, the lovesick son of Minister Ouyang, follows her there as a zhuixu(2) despite his clansmen's protest.
Note: zhuixu - is a man who marries into a woman's family, whose children will have his wife's last name instead of his own. Tend to be looked down upon in history.
2. Lan Wangji, Jiang Yanli & the Harem (Mianmian and Qin Su):
It was a sentiment shared amongst all of them that there wasn't enough daughters to spoil rotten. Kaisong, Jingyi and Sizhui (yes Lan Wangji is still that bitch who names his son to long and yearn for) were great kids, but they were dirty rowdy boys. And since Mianmian and Qin Su were very devoted to each other and living their best sapphic life, and since Jiang Yanli was in fact the legal wife, she and Lan Wangji decided to make a few more people. They were very lucky and got two daughters back to back: Yiran and Duanluo.
3. Lan Xichen, Meng Yao, and Nie Mingjue:
Lan Xichen ruled for another seven years after the war. Then one day he decided okay that's enough of that and abdicated the throne to his brother. Both Meng Yao and Nie Mingjue too left their status behind and the three of them fucked off to travel like retirees in a throuple. But don't worry, Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng were more than experienced enough to fill in for the brains and brawns position of Lan Wangji's new court.
4. Xue Yang, Xiao Xingcheng, Song Lan ....And Wei Wuxian
Xue Yang, having been Wei Wuxian's shidi and friend most of their violent lives, just couldn't abandon his pathetic little meow meow shixiong to wither away in Yiling by himself. So he convinced Xiao Xingcheng that like...isn't a good taoist supposed to go and help the needy or whatever. The three of them eventually went to Yiling to see what they could do to help the wartorn city. What they found was that Wei Wuxian had already started the rebuilding effort. Yiling was far away from both Nevernight and Cloud Recesses, so Wei Wuxian's infamy wasn't as well known. But the fucking idiot announced on day one of his arrival who he was and confessed his 300 crimes. "I have no protest if the good people of Yiling find my crimes deserving of death. My life is yours to take. But, if you grant me the grace of mercy, I will use the remainder of my life to rebuild and serve this city. I am Yiling's servant, from this day till the last of my days."
And so little by little, Yiling recovered. Wei Wuxian wrote countless letters to local and provincial and imperial administrations asking for grants and funds (and books. What he didn't know, he learned, and read, and sought help from the locals). Thankfully, Wen Qing and Jiang Cheng took it upon themselves to make sure funds were provided. Neighbourhoods were rebuilt. The poor, wounded, widowed and orphaned were cared for. Wei Wuxian set up schools, re-developed farmlands, retrained the able-bodied to form the new defence system of the city. Slowly, businesses returned. Newcomers arrived seeking these opportunities. Babies were born. The sun rose and the sun fell, day after day, night after night.
Wei Wuxian had found a small abandoned residence when he first arrived, no more than a 600 square ft courtyard, barely enough to fit a donkey and a well. He lived there even after things got better, and never moved from this cramped little place.
Xue Yang, XXC and Song Lan came to visit every now and then, so he didn't get too lonely, but being nomadic, they never stayed too long. Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli wrote, as frequently as they could.
Every month or so, a letter would arrive from Cloud Recesses, and Wei Wuxian would sit by the dim light of his oil lamp and bore over Lan Wangji's neat calligraphy. The next day, he would send off a letter of his own.
The years went on. A decade went by.
Entirely against his will, Wei Wuxian had somehow gained a new moniker: Yiling Laozu. He's not sure who started it, but the people of Yiling now would smile and kindly call him Yiling-jun, whenever they pass him on the street. His repentence and dedication had earned him their forgiveness, and over the course of 13 years, their respect. But the toil of his labour took a toll on his health, and at 35 years old, Wei Wuxian found himself at death's door yet again.
"If I didn't come to see you, were you really going to just roll over and die? Why didn't you say something in your last letter, fucking idiot!"
Wei Wuxian's fever addled brain could hardly process the blurry figure sitting at his bedside. "Jiang...Jiang Cheng?"
"Yeah, who else. You look like shit."
"...Thanks."
"Don't worry, you'll live. Qing'er sent her best physician."
"Qing...? Qishan's Empress? Damn, she hasn't dumped you?" Wei Wuxian chuckled despite the heavily in hs chest. Literally even breathing hurt. "Amazing."
"Shut up. When you stopped writing altogether, Lan Wangji nearly lost his goddamn mind. A-jie too was worried sick."
The emperor and empress had sent three consecutive royal missives, which were delayed by outrageous winter storms known to plague the borderlands. Jiang Cheng had found them unopened. Wei Wuxian had been too weak to do much else than lie in bed and wait to die by the time he'd arrived.
"Jiang-dage, Wei-gongzi should rest. There will be plenty of time to chat later." A kindly young man interrupted their banter as he entered the room with freshly brewed tonics. Wei Wuxian took in the sight of him and found him entirely too ...unintentionally posh to be just a physician.
"Thank you, A-Ning. Leave the tonic to me, I'll make sure he takes it. You go get some rest. The travel here was rough; if you fall ill your sister will declare war on my entire house."
"A-Ning" didn't argue, merely smiled and said he'll come back to reassess Wei Wuxian in a couple hours.
"...Was that?"
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng helped Wei Wuxian sit up, and handed him his medicine. "Drink up, get better, we'll return to the capital at the onset of spring."
"...We?"
Jiang Cheng gave him a crooked smirk. "You've been pardoned, you dumbass. The citizens of Yiling banded together and submitted a letter on your behalf to the imperial court, so moving it made even Old Man Lan shed a tear - okay, maybe not. Point is, the people gave Lan Wangji a reason to pardon you. Your exile is over."
"...Over? I'm...I'm going home?"
"Yeah Wei Wuxian, you're going home."
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A Loner's Unexpected Journey, Part 10
Kimetsu Academy!Genya Shinazugawa X Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Genya spend Halloween together watching a horror movie that you say is romantic, but Genya doesn't see it.
Warnings: None
A/N: Modern!AU, Kimetsu Academy, Female Reader, Genya Shinazugawa
Update: I'll be posting this story on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays so I get a couple of days time rest between the chapters! Thank you for understanding, please enjoy the story!
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Genya groaned as his phone's alarm went off and he reached to close the alarm. The school would start soon and he would have to get up and get ready. It was his turn to prepare breakfast for you and him and he took his turns very seriously.
"Good morning, sunshine!" You called from the kitchen and Genya blinked as he looked in your direction, "Mor- Wait, why are you awake already?!"
"I couldn't sleep," You replied as you moved around the kitchen, "Breakfast is done!"
"Oh, okay, thank you, I'll just go refresh quickly." The young man said as he got up and went to the bathroom to wash away all his sleep and get ready for the day. Once he was done, he joined you in the kitchen and as soon as he sat down, you put a plate before him, followed by a jar of Nutella.
"What's this?" He asked, and you smiled, "French Toast!"
"Oh?" He smiled, "It's my first time trying some."
"I hope you like them!" You chuckled as you took a seat across from him and spread some Nutella on your own toast. Genya copied you and after a layer of chocolate spreading he bit into it and his eyes widened. It was absolutely delicious!
"These are so delicious!" He said as he took another bite quickly. You were so happy he enjoyed them, "I wanted to make this day special!"
"Why?" Genya asked and you absolutely beamed, "It's Halloween!"
"Oh?" He blinked and you nodded eagerly, "Yes! I love the whole holiday! So spooky, and fun!"
"I see," Your partner really didn't get the whole idea of Halloween, he and his big brother didn't really celebrate the spooky holiday, other than maybe watching a horror movie or something like that.
"Yes, and I want to celebrate this Halloween with you!" You said happily and Genya smiled a little. If this holiday was so important to you then he would celebrate it also.
"Sounds… Fun?" He nodded, "What do you have in mind?"
"I've already prepared our lunch boxes but I was thinking…" You grinned, "Do you mind if we order something today? I want to eat something unhealthy like pizza, burgers, or fried chicken!"
"Chicken sounds good." Genya said and you nodded eagerly, "Yeah, let's see what we are craving later today!"
"What else there is?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, uh, if you want to do something else than just order out?" Genya asked and you smiled, "Yes! I would love to watch some horror movies with you!"
Ah, he knew a little about them. While not the biggest fan, he did enjoy a good horror just like any other person.
"Sounds good. Should we get snacks and something like that?" He asked and you nodded, "Yeah, I was thinking that we could drop by the store and buy some popcorn, potato chips, Cola, and candy."
"Alright, I'm down with that." Genya nodded and you were smiling happily, "I know this amazing romantic horror movie! It's so sweet, it's one of my favorite movies there is!"
"Romantic…? Horror?" Genya was baffled, he had never heard of romantic horror movies, but if you said that it was good then they must have been.
You had been living together for a week already and Genya had noticed that you had an impressive collection of manga, games, and movies. There was no doubt some horror there also.
The two of you ate your breakfast and grabbed your lunch boxes as you left to go to school. Lady stayed behind, sending you guys off with a cute and small meow.
As you made your way to the school, you both talked about movies, but Genya was really curious about this romantic horror movie you mentioned.
"So…?" He started, "What kind of movie that your favorite one is?"
"My what?" You blinked. You had forgotten the whole movie and earlier conversation. Genya had to remind you, "The romantic horror movie?"
"Ooh!" You nodded as you remembered again, "Yes, it's really good!"
"Can you tell me about it?" He asked, "You made me really curious."
"I can't tell anything so I won't spoil it for you." You smiled like a fox, "But I'm happy that you are interested! You're going to love the movie!"
You managed to make Genya even more curious, but he thought that this was a chance to learn more from you, his girlfriend. If he learned what kind of romance you liked then he could use what he learned to properly charm you.
The two of you went to your own classes and as usual, met in your usual room where you ate lunch together. You had done your best again and you had prepared a meaty lunch for you and your partner. A meal that you both ate happily before lunchtime ended and then you headed back to your classes again.
By the time the school day ended, Genya waited for you by your shoe locker, and once you had switched your shoes the two of you headed out and towards the grocery store for some candy and snacks. Of course, you both picked your favorites and you were pretty generous with the amount of treats you bought.
Once your bags were heavy with treats, bags that Genya insisted on carrying, the two of you started some Halloween-themed small talk.
"How do you feel about vampires?" You asked and Genya hummed as he thought about your question and how he would answer, "They are okay, I think? Why?"
"There is this funny vampire anime I really like. Maybe we should watch it someday?"
"Is it scary?"
"Not at all." You chuckled, and Genya looked at you, "Is this movie we are going to see a vampire movie? Wait! Is it Twilight?"
"What!? No!" You shook your head, "I'm not touching those movies. No, this movie I picked is way better than some Twilight!"
"Then what is it?" The young man asked and you grinned, "You will see once we make it back home."
Genya frowned, but he knew how stubborn you could be so he knew that you wouldn't tell him until the movie would start. Once the two of you made it to your shared apartment, you moved quickly to fill the bowls with potato chips, candy, and popcorn.
Your partner tried to ask if you needed any help, but you had just told him to make himself comfortable on the couch while you set everything ready for your movie night.
"Are you sure I can't help?" Genya asked but you just shook your head as you placed the bowls filled with treats on the coffee table in front of Genya.
"Nope, I'm about done." You said as you walked to the bookshelf where your movie collection was. You looked around a little before you spotted the movie you wanted to watch, picked it up from the shelf, and went to put it on TV.
"Okay, now you can see what we are watching!" You said as you threw the DVD's cover to Genya, who caught it midair and looked at it.
"The Boy?" He read out loud. That didn't sound like a romantic movie. No, it appeared to be one of those creepy doll movies.
"Yes!" You smiled as you sat next to Genya on the couch, "Are you ready?"
Genya nodded and you put the movie on. The two of you watched the movie and little by little Genya started to-!
Aah, now he got it! Greta and Malcolm would band together to help Brahms' soul to move on from the haunted doll and then they would get together at the end.
"I think I understand the plot?" Genya whispered and you chuckled, "We will see."
What did you mean by that?
As you watched the movie go on, Genya grew wary when Greta's abusive ex Cole destroyed the doll that Brahms had possessed. But what happened next made him gasp in shock and surprise, "He was alive!?"
"I know, right?!" You cheered as you watched Brahms kill Cole and then chase after Greta. The movie went on and you and Genya were at the edges of your seats.
"Nooo, why did you stab him, he loved you!" You cried out and Genya also frowned as he watched Greta and Malcolm escape the mansion.
The end credits started to roll and you turned to look at your boyfriend excitedly, "So, what did you think?"
"It was pretty good, but I wouldn't necessarily call it romantic?" Genya thought out loud, and you nodded, "You're right, it's not necessarily romantic for everyone."
"You still think it was romantic?"
"Yeah, kinda?" You blushed a little as you averted your gaze from Genya and stared at the credits, "Imagine someone loving you as much as Brahms loved Great? It's… Scary but flattering."
"I- I-!" Genya swallowed nervously as he blushed. He wanted to say something romantic, this was a perfect moment!
"Oh well, are you hungry?" You asked as you reached for your phone on the table, "Wanna order that chicken?"
"I- I love you!" Genya finally managed to exclaim and you looked at him in shock, before you chuckled, "Ah, you like fried chicken that much?"
What? No! It was you that he loved!
"N- no, I meant…" His blush grew a deeper shade of red, "I love you! Like Brahms loved Greta!"
You stared at Genya with your eyes wide in shock, followed by you blushing furiously as you looked aside, "Ah, I… I love you too…"
Genya was happy to hear you say it, but Gods, you were both so awfully awkward.
"May I… May I kiss you and show it to you?" You asked carefully and your boyfriend went rigid as he nodded shakily. You turned to face each other and you were both so red it was almost funny.
Carefully, you placed your hands on his shoulders and leaned forward to catch his lips with yours.
Despite living together for a good week, you hadn't made kissing a habit yet. So when you kissed, it was new and special but the two of you had a lot to still learn.
This was one of those moments when you wanted to learn how to kiss better. As you kissed Genya, he did something new and bold, and pushed forward, so your lips were moving against each other instead of just staying pressed against each other.
You were started by his boldness and yelped a little, but slowly you moved your lips against his and it felt so different than just holding your lips together.
Finally, the two of you pulled apart and you were both crimson red… But smiling also.
"That was… New?" You said bashfully and Genya nodded shakily, "G- good or bad?"
"I… I didn't dislike it… It was nice." You said as you looked at him, "Maybe we should kiss each other more often? Build our tolerance?"
Genya's face turned beet red as he registered your words. Did you actually want to kiss more?
"I- I-!" He swallowed nervously, "If you want to?"
You nodded bashfully, "I- I would love to…"
"Then…!" Genya nodded, "May I kiss you now?"
"Please do."
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Hi yeah its me again, sorry for the spam, not my fault you made cool and inspiring stuff. This time actually, i couldnt help myself and have made a short crackpodfic of an alternative universe which is basically 'AU where Mumbo is frolicking in the wild and Grian doesnt exist cause itd be too sad for him to do so, so hes gone.' Its stupid, ist badly written (literally my first ever creative writing work other than a 300 word school asignment) but like idk. if you dont want to or cant read it (cause its so bad and burns your eyes out) you can just not read it xd idc honestly but decided to maybe give you the choice of reading it or not.
Excuse my weird and unusual ways of writing dialougue and monolouges
This is part 1 of 3
Jellie meowed cutely, demanding for food most likely just as a familar figure walked into his cabin.
—Oh Hello Cub! It's wonderful to see you again! How was the trail, you're earlier than usual, no? — Scar exclaimed happily, looking at the sweaty man now standing before him. The air was hot, the many glass windows of the watchtower could make a great greenhouse. The open windows allowed for a warm flow of the early summer's air to pass by and refresh the mostly closed space.
—Hey hey. Yeah the traffic was better than usual, but there was more sand in on the trail today. I think it could be the Sahara desert dust that was supposed to get carried in with the wind. — Cub said, taking his backpack off and pulling out a rag to wipe his head off. No matter how many times he hikes through this trail it never gets much easier.
— Oh, Cub. The Sahara desert was blowing on Europe! And also it's the 80s and this specific situation you're referencing is gonna happen in late March of the year 2024! That's at least 35 years into the future!
—Oh yup I forgot. Sorki bout that
—Cub, you silly silly man! — Scar said in a singsong tone. Both of them started laughing and looked straight into the readers eyes, smiling. Hi reader they both thought and went back to laughing looking at each other.
— Actually, Scar, while hiking I heard some tourists talking about some newfound cryptid roaming these parts, what's up with that?
– Eh nothing special, some bikers saw a 'humanoid lanky bugman' or something. — The man said — I've seen it all over, people come, they see a black bear or a deer in the shadow and think it's a newfound species. But honestly! I gotta give credit to the bikers relating said encounter cause the guys were better than most at storytelling! The missing food cans, rustling in the bushes all around them, the feeling of being watched.. Truly creepy stuff! And then — Scar took in a breath, talking so much in one long exhale left him almost dizzy —the moment when they saw it fully...They described it as 'particularly lanky with black fur' and something about purple-pinkish fingertips as well as residue on its paleish naked face with a weirdly shaped snout. 'Like a Walrus' they said!
A crazy comparison for a bear, but you know, human mind can do wonders! — Scar clapped at the last statement and closed his eyes smiling charmingly at his companion who was now drinking the rest of his water.. After a while, comfortable silence filled the watchtower as both of the men enjoyed eachothers company.
Jellie was now purring against scars leg and promptly jumped on his lap demanding more pets as Cub had finally spoken up
— Any new paintings done in the meantime? I don't recognise these two, are they new or recycled? — He asked, curiosity clear in his voice, lookin at the, indeed, two new paintings decorating the cabin. One of them depicting a landscape with a sunset. From where Cub was sitting, he could watch the same, now hidden under an overcast, mountains and trees. The other painting was of a group of three tufted titmice sitting on a branch. Cub took out his American bird field guy and read a couple of paragraphs to scar on what kind of bird has he drawn exactly. It's weird that he saw these birds cause apparently they don't live in that part of the US! Crazy.
HELPPPPP this is completely insane the best way, thank you. Love that Grian doesn't exist here because it'd be too sad for him. Love the fever-dream quality to the writing. In all the best ways you're taking me back to the crack fics I'd read on ff.net in 2013, it's great. Love the breaking the fourth wall abou the Sahara dust and the (assuming) European birds. You've got a certain hint of Douglas Adams flavoring happening with the switching to an "above" perspective for a moment to give a wry little fourth-wall comment.
Mumbo Jumbo, new forest cryptid. I can see it. If Hermitcraft!Mumbo eats redstone, do you think forest cryptid!Mumbo would eat like...rocks??? dlfjskfljslkfs
#i was ignoring this on purpose i promise i just wanted to sit down to read + respond#this was very funny thank you#hc_firewatch_au#quara asks#ngl your writing here reminds me a bit of my first chapter draft of my hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy au#wherein (former) ceo mumbo of boatem says something about 'work from home being the future'#before essentially remembering none of them work from home because. well. it's boatem.
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Bracket 4 Round 3 Poll 1
Mikey vs Viva and Trygg
MIKEY
he was a siamese-tabby mix (assumed! submitter only knew his mother), and they got him when they were about 5 years old, and he was just a kitten. they got him alongside of his sister, and he was the quieter of the two, so submitter used to joke that she did all the talking for them both, even tho he started meowing himself when his sister died. he passed in 2020, after 17 long and peaceful years. he was submitter's baby for all of those, and theyve never met a cat that they loved more than him <3 sweet boy
PROPAGANDA
he was the most beautiful boy ever, please keep him in mind while voting!! plus he's already won one bracket (@michaeltournament!) so why not help him keep his winning streak going!!!!
submitter also linked a post made for when he won the tournament full of sweet pictures
VIVA AND TRYGG
Amber is a special color only found recently in Norwegian Forest Cats (submitter actually linked an essay they wrote which i think is very interesting! also contains Trygg pictures) and Viva is the first ever amber cat here in Hungary, and her kit are first born here. Trygg actually isn't her child: while his mother was a known amber carrier, his father was a surprise; the breeder didn't expected amber kittens from him. Trygg is a very sweet, friendly, playful cat, always up to some game or mischief. When submitter visited the cattery, he was the first to come out to greet them, a stranger.
PROPAGANDA
Viva was born in Portugal. She is a "solid" amber, which actually kinda means she has more pattern than the tabbies, because on "solids" the dark markings remain better. Illustration:
(@amber-tortoiseshell's photo; Viva ("solid") on the left and Trygg (tabby) on the right.)
She also has a cute dark nose, characteristic of solid ambers:
Her eyes are the most vivid greenest green i've ever seen on a cat.
Her owner always says Viva is the friendliest, calmest and most docile cat in her cattery, she never fights or argues with the other cats - and was like that with me, too, when i visited the cattery 🧡 She just let me, basically a stranger, to pick her up and hug her. Viva is one of my all-time favourite cat and you can see her in my profile picture, too 😊
Trygg was born here, in Hungary. He's an amber tabby, look at how lighter his face is (than Viva's):
He is the cat who always does something funny; the one who has to climb up everywhere first and also the the who behaves best during the cat shows. Literally, almost all cats hate it, but Trygg was always cool with it. He also let me pet him when i was there 😊
NOTE: according to submitter they are in a temporary room because Trygg wasn't nice with the other males
MORE TRYGG PICTURES
OBSERVE INCREDIBLE 5 DAYS KITTEN PICTURE HERE
MORE VIVA PICTURES
viva and trygg have A LOT of pics so i made another post to show the ones that did not fit there!!
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A3! Sakisaka Muku - Translation [SSR] MANKAI Feature (1/3)
Special thanks to @asteroidtaker for sharing this backstage story with me! 🐱🐟🎂
*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi
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Kazunari: The unrequited love between these two got me right in the feels~.
I’m dying to know what happens next!
Muku: I know, right…! The kitty that appears in the story is also very cute and lovable…!
Kazunari: I feel you!
The kitty cat played a huge role in volume 3 too!
*knock, knock*
Kazunari: Eh, who’s there? Come in, come in.
*door opens*
Izumi: Sorry for interrupting. Is Muku-kun here?
Muku: Yes! What’s the matter?
Izumi: Remember that project we’re doing where we’re going to stream a spin-off stories of everyone’s side characters?
Kazunari: All of us are doing one each, right?
Izumi: Yeah. It’s about the character that Muku-kun is going to play…
We finished tallying up the request survey we got back from the all your fans.
Kazunari: You mean Mukkun’s side character has been decided!?
Muku: Oh! Which character is it…?
Izumi: For Muku… it’s Nora from “The Great Sardine Search”!
Kazunari: Ooh! Nora!
Muku: Wow, I get to play Nora again! He’s so cool!
Kazunari: You said Nora was cool the first time you read the script. I’m happy for you!
Muku: Thanks! Ehehe. I’m really happy.
Izumi: Discuss the script with Tsuzuru-kun, alright?
Muku: For sure! I hope I can show off how cool Nora is.
Kazunari: If it’s you, then you totally will!
Muku: Thanks. I’ll try my best!
Nora’s spin-off short story, huh…
…I know!
Kazu-kun, if you happen to have some time…
-pause-
Kazunari: So your request was to go on an adventure with me an Yukki, huh… it’s lit AF! I can’t wait~!
Yuki: I also heard Nora is the character Muku’s going to play, so I started revamping the costume yesterday.
It’s been a while since you’ve worn a costume with cat ears, so I have to check every little detail.
Muku: Thanks so much, you two…!
I want to go an adventure with Shiro and Kuro today.
Yuki: So, what are we going to do for this “adventure”?
Muku: Nora is a cat who roams freely, so I’d like to go where I want without deciding on a particular location.
In the past, after I was chosen to play Nora, I went out by myself in order to prepare for my role…
But I think it’s more fun being together with everyone.
And besides, by doing what Nora would do like this, I might come up with what I’d like to do for the spin-off.
Kazunari: Gotcha~.
I’ll stick with you until the very end, just say the word!
Yuki: Yeah, it’s good you’re taking your time to think about it in your own way.
I’ll go with you too.
Muku: Great! Thank you.
-pause-
Kazunari: Alright fellas, where should we head first?
Muku: Hmm, let me think…
Cat: …
Muku: Huh? A cat…?
Yuki: It feels like it’s looking at us.
Kazunari: Hold on, doesn’t that kitty sorta look like Nora?
Cat: Meow~.
Yuki: Ah, it started walking.
Muku: …Say, you two.
What do you say to following after that cat?
Kazunari: Of course I’m down!
Yuki: Well, I guess we can choose our destination that way once in a while.
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