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ficsinhistory · 4 months

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Continuing the series Miles and Gwen plague my thoughts, Morales-Stacy family version 😃

I personally like the original idea of the Earth-8 comic but I'll improve it with my touch.

First, I love that Miles and Gwen share last names. It's important both because it shows that Miles and Gwen are still their individual people, but they also love sharing each other's lives and that hyphenating shows that.

Their eldest daughter is not called Charlotte, but Elena. Elena Rio Morales-Stacy. In honor of her two grandmothers, since Elena is the Latin spelling of Helen, and Rio is kind of obvious, in addition to being a name that means light, which it would be for Miles and Gwen.

As for Max, his name is Aaron George Jefferson Morales-Stacy. Because there was no way Miles would stop honoring the most important men in his life, and Gwen would do it for her father too. Not to mention that the meaning of strong would be very appropriate.

Elena is 4 years older than Aaron and they would both have a good relationship with each other, despite normal sibling tensions. You know, sharing things, telling on each other, fighting on the roof of the house and breaking a chandelier once…

They would easily be the most beautiful children you would ever see in your life, I mean… have you looked at Miles and Gwen? The genes these kids inherited are insane! Beauty runs in the family blood.

I like to think that they are both a perfect balance of Miles and Gwen, and that Elena inherited Gwen's eyes while Aaron inherited Miles's. They would have curly hair and their skin tone would be more similar to Rio's.

To Rio's pride, btw, the two are bilingual, in addition to being well involved in the cultures of both parents. When Gwen became pregnant for the first time, she and Miles had a serious conversation about how they would raise their children, so both Elena and Aaron were raised in a Spanish-only household until they went to school. As Gwen at this point already spoke fluent Spanish, it wasn't a problem. Rio and Jeff also greatly influenced Elena and Aaron's early years of creation. You need to be proud of your roots after all!

Elena and Aaron, like their parents, would have a spider bond with each other, this being fraternal rather than the parents' obviously romantic one. Which would make them both very protective of each other, always letting them know that one is in danger. However, being her mother's daughter, Elena is the more protective of the two.

And this happens because Elena has a ridiculously refined and sensitive spider sense, something that Gwen suspects comes from herself, since from the films, it seems that Gwen has a spider sense beyond the ordinary and Elena would inherit it.

Aaron loves dancing. He especially likes breakdance and hip-hop, although he also knows salsa and ballet, being a popular dancer in the neighborhood where the family lives. Sometimes he participates in school competitions and the whole family enjoys watching. The Morales-Stacys are the best hypemans you will ever meet.

Elena is an excellent singer and is part of a band! Gwen and the Mary Janes sometimes like to go to rehearsals, and when they do a show, the whole family goes to watch. Elena also likes to sing in karaoke and at home.

Unlike Miles and Gwen, and just like Mayday, Elena and Aaron were born with spider powers. Therefore, Peter helped and continues to help a lot in their creation, having his own share of experience. He's Uncle Pete to them.

Elena and Aaron have a lot of uncles and aunts in general. Hobbie teaches them the importance of thinking for oneself and questioning absolutism (something both Miles and Gwen are grateful for), Pavitr brings sweets, practices dancing with Aaron, and the two of them plus Elena plan to break into the British museum. Gayatri also visits sometimes, helping Elena with her stage presence, as she is a model after all.

Noir and Ham always tell stories about their dimensions and this entertains the brothers a lot. Margo and Peni visit a lot too, as they and Gwen have game nights every Wednesday, as well as teaching lots of technological tricks.

Miles G. is a funny case in itself. Since I think he and Miles are going to become like brothers in Beyond, he definitely wanted to be present in the lives of his honorary nephews, and as soon as both Elena and Aaron were a year old, he started visiting them… and both of them cases, kids think he is their father and then confused because "daddy has a twin now?" when the two are together.

Well, that's what came to my mind. Thank you and good morning!

#gwen stacy #miles morales #gwiles #ghostflower #spiderverse

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bensonsbobblehead · 1 year

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Make It Forever

Category: fluffy

Pairings: Spencer Reid x Mom!Reader

Summary: Your daughter and her bond with Spencer growing.

Content warnings: none

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Raising Luna alone was one of the toughest things life had thrown at you. Getting pregnant after the first time having sex wasn’t ideal nor was it in your plans as a 20 year old.

Of course the piece of shit wanted nothing to do with you or the baby. It broke you completely no doubt. It was hard at first, being in college while pregnant. You never gave up especially after you heard her heart beat for the first time.

After your perfect Luna was born you went on to graduate college with honors. You were thankful for your mom or ‘nana’ as Luna calls her.

She was there every step of the way,but now you had been on your own with a job in the FBI. You grew close to the BAU team rather quickly.

Luna loves her Aunt Pen, who allows her to play in tons of makeup. She even enjoys spending time with Aaron and Jack. It was perfect and the help was well needed. Who you both loved the most was Spencer.

The two of you had fallen completely in love to no surprise. At the time you hadn’t been with anyone since Luna was born.

The older she got the more in tuned with motherhood and raising her became more prominent. She was so much more than you, she was creative and so curious, and insanely smart.

Her needs always came first so relationships weren’t on the top of your list. That was until you met Spencer and he changed everything.

Spencer taken you on dates and picnics in your favorite park. He loved spending time with you outside of the gory work you shared. It was hard though working with someone you loved so deeply.

Especially someone like Spencer who would do anything for the people he loves. Your love for him grew exponentially and so did his love for you.

The most important thing was his love for your daughter. They were so close with one another it was heartwarming to see.

Spencer taught her everything you couldn’t and she loves every second of it. Any question she ask he has an answer and vice versa.

Spencer was convinced she may be of higher intelligence also. Which you aren’t surprised about at all due to the fact her teachers wanted to move her up.

As time passed the relationship became more serious. He had moved in with the both of you, was Luna emergency contact, and even yours. It was perfect in every way imaginable.

The time was approaching for Lunas 9th birthday which also happened to fall on Father’s Day.

It was hard to eventually explain to her that everyone in the country wasn’t celebrating just her birthday.

Father’s Day was never important to the both of you. She knew she had a father to help her get here but not a dad. You made it your mission every year to go all out for her.

Doing whatever she wanted to do to keep her mind off of it. With the date approaching fast it was time to discuss what she would want.

“What do you wanna do this year for your birthday love?” You asked her as she layed between you and Spencer in your bed. Watching her favorite movie for the 3rd time this week. Which worried you only because it worried Spencer.

“She’s nervous about something, but I’m not sure what.” He said to you yesterday morning while she was still asleep.

You glanced up with a confused looked on your face, “I’m not following”

“Luna, she’s been way more clingy and we’ve watched The Parent Trap for the second night in a row, if someone is messing with her I’m going to ——“

“Spence I swear she’s fine but I’m sure she will talk when she is ready.” You reassured your boyfriend, his love for her was beautiful.”

Luna had spent most of her nights before bed talking to you both since she was little.

“Jack also asked me what your plans were also.” Spencer chimed in.

“I have a slight idea, but I only want to tell my mom.” Luna said pulling her glasses up, It was the first time she had ever said that to him. Usually she shared everything with him which you’d never admit you were slightly jealous.

Luna was such a shy girl it broke your heart at times. Spencer was the one to help her navigate that shyness because he struggled with it too.

“Of course, would you like me to leave the room?” He asked Luna, he was always willing to do what made her comfortable.

“Just for a second?” She asked looking up at him,

“Of course” getting up to walk out placing a kiss on Lunas forehead and your lips. When he left Luna sat up and turned to you. That’s when you seen it, she was nervous.

“Lun, you can say it baby” you encouraged her, she was barley keeping eye contact,

“I want Spencer to be my dad for my birthday” she looked at you for approval.

You personally were taken aback, it never occurred to you that she would want this. It was never something that had to be brought up.

Spencer loved Luna no matter what label she attaches to him. That’s why you never felt the need to bring it to to either of them. Your heart was smiling knowing your daughter trusted him.

“Of course, I think he would be very happy if you call him dad.” You smiled at your baby girl, she was so sweet.

“I was wondering if we could give him papers to make it forever?” She begged,

“You want him to adopt you? Sweetie..”

This was a big step you weren’t ready for. You were so madly in love with Spencer, and you knew he wasn’t going anywhere. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him so this would eventually happen.

Spencer had asked about kids with you and of course that’s what you wanted. You knew he loved Luna like his own and you couldn’t tell her no.

“Baby that’s so sweet of you, I’m sure he would be more than happy to be your dad”

“I mean I tell people he’s my dad on days he picks me up from school and I love him and I know you do to.” She smiled and leaned into your side. You placed a million kisses to her sweet face causing her giggle.

“Let me call your him back in” you looked at your daughter calling him back in the room.

“I’m not sure what going on with you two but I’m scared” he looked at you both causing you to laugh. It was nearing the night and you all headed off to bed.

———

Today was Lunas' 9th birthday and you were probably more excited than her. After that night you had asked Penelope to help you get the adoption papers. It was nerve racking to say the least but you were happy it was happening.

Her birthday was Halloween themed and everyone had to come in their favorite costumes. You were sure this is the part she asked Spencer to help her with but you weren’t complaining.

The team showed up with all of their kids and bottles of wine for the childless people. Most of the night was spent drinking wine and watching kids run around with Spencer on a sugar high.

It was beautiful, she loved her party, and got to spend time with Jack which Spencer always teased her about. Spencer managed to get everyone out with grace no doubt.

The three of you cleaned up the house with the last bit of energy leaving the rest for in the morning. You all finally got showers and ready for bed. By the time you both were in bed Luna was still no where to be found.

You had given her his gift with the adoption papers and a teddy from build a bear.

“I really hope she enjoyed her day today. It was nice seeing her happy again.” He smiled at the thought of his daughter,

“It was really nice baby, you really can throw a party ” you kissed him on the lips,

“Where is she? Our girl turns 9 and forgets about us?” causing you both to laugh sure enough she was walking in.

With her birthday tiara on in her orange and black pumpkin pjs. She had a smile on her face and the gift in her hand. You could tell Spencer was trying to understand what was going on especially since it was no shock in your face.

“I have something for you” Luna said to Spencer attempting to hide the bag behind her back.

“I’m 100% sure I give you gifts on your birthday”

“Just open it” she rolled her eyes,

First he pulled out the bear, it’s was brown and fluffy with a shirt that said ‘Best Dad ever’ slowly you could see tear grow in his eyes.

He continued with his gift and pulled out the envelope that read,

From: Luna

To: Spencer Dad

The both of you watched him closely as he began to read the papers. A smile creeping at his lips with a tear falling.

“Come here bug” he said to Luna pulling her into a hug tight hug.

“I know you didn’t help make me, but I know you’re my dad. You give me advice and read me my favorite books from memory. ” Luna said crying causing you and Spence to cry harder.

“Happy Father’s Day daddy.” Hugging him again,

He grabbed a pen from his drawer and signed the papers for her.

“Happy Birthday honey, I hope it was everything you wanted, I’m more than happy you want me as your dad. I love you little.” It was a nickname he had given her when you first met, because she looked like a Little version of you.

“Can I sleep with you guys one more time? Im getting a little too big now” you all laughing through your tears.

“You’ll always be our baby girl my moon.” Kissing her on the head with Spencer following behind. Never in a million years did you think this would be your life laying here with your perfect daughter and her dad. It was paradise.

#spencer reid imagine #Spencer reid oneshot #Spencer reid fluff #Spencer reid dad #dad Spencer reid #criminal minds oneshot #Spencer reid x mom!reader #Spencer reid daughter #Spencer reid x daughter #Spencer reid x bau!reader #Spencer reid x daughter!reader #Spencer reid x you #spencer reid x fem!reader #Spencer reid x daughter!oc

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i need to know what you think about uta being ace's and sabo's sister too... like imagine a perfect world where uta existed without the mess of film red (i did enjoy it but also uhhhhhhhh there are a lot of weird things abt it bc i dont think shanks would actually take in uta like that considering he did experience piracy as a kid. so why would he put uta through that even if she'd stay put on the ship–) ANYWAY. so lets say shanks found uta after obtaining the devil fruit and takes her to the nearest island (dawn island.) then found makino and luffy and convinces her to stay w them or whatever.

i imagine that ace and uta do bicker w each other a lot. however sabo is very kind and excited to have a sister!! he's protective of her and enjoys her songs. (which brings out a surprising singing side from sabo ehe...)

i also imagine that uta is as rowdy and gluttonous as her brothers tbh. i mean, she's the only girl there so she's more than likely to be influenced by them. ALSO imagine uta being raised by dadan wheewwwww.... i think if she was raised alongside asl bros, she'd end up way different than she did in film red and well- actually become a pirate– (maybe rivaling with her brothers? that or she acts as luffy's biggest rival to be pirate king as her way of supporting his dream) (idk im just thinking as i type)

so everythings the same but uta is there with three insane brothers (shes as insane too... she is their equal). though it's lowkey clear dadan has a favorite (she loves a tough daughter) and god everything w garp would be so insane too like. before sabo was accepted and started living with the bandits, garp was happy to have a granddaughter (till she said she wanted to become a pirate too 😭) BUT he makes sure ace and luffy treats their sister right and is again being a favorite– however, she wouldn't suck up to him like that. like how the brothers would shield each other from garp, she would also shield them from garp !!

"leave my little brothers alone, old geezer!"

and yes, even if uta is a year younger than ace and sabo, she still would call herself a big sister (especially for knowing luffy longer than the other two. shes just used to being the older one)

anyway... lets say asul au is a tjing, now consider ASUL + S as we love talking about asl+s. with uta around, sanji likely thinks that all sisters are good because shes nice to him too. and how she clearly loves her brothers too. but ofc, uta surrounded by brothers while claiming to be the big sister, makes sanji incredibly jealous about their sibling relationship. it reminds him of reiju and his brothers, how they never really got along. while asul got along really well. they fight a lot but it's never with the intention to hurt each other or make the other feel worthless.

and who am i if i dont bring up sabosan at some point LOL. (also mb that this ask is so long i just love uta sm and i love aus sooo bad <<3) uta is definitely one of the first to notice her brothers' fondness of sanji. she is fond as him as well but not the same way as them lol. she tells sanji some secrets about sabo and sanji just cannot tell if shes actually serious or not because of how mischievous her smile is. and uta absolutely teases sabo about sanji, especially when hes not around like– that little song that little kids sing when it comes to someone havinf a crush.

"sabo and sanji sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g !"

and luffy definitely chimes in while sabo is beet red and begging them to shut up fkldjfldj. makino and uta Looooves gossiping about sabo and sanji. makino does ask to tone down her teasing, which she does, but she can't help but push each other's buttons.

idk theres just a lot to think about if uta was raised with asl brothers and uta growing up to be a pirate :^)

THIS IS SO CUTE !!!! Honestly, Film Red never sat right with me but not exactly because of Shanks' decision of keeping Uta. I see that pretty much in character for the guy-- What I don't like is the way they rushed the ending and the way it all ended, in general. It's just obvious they wanted to do Uta's story but in a way that didn't affect the canon and it's just- Stupid. Idk.

But let's say Shanks meets Uta and spend some years together and she does consider him her father (as I see it, because in this sibling group all of them have to have daddy issues. Except Luffy. Because more than daddy issues he just. Doesn't care-) but he leaves her with Luffy because he says it will be good for her. I think she wouldn't agree with his decision and something like in the movie would happen. Where he just... Leaves. And Uta ends up hating him or at least resenting him a bit. And it's obvious he did for her and he had good intentions but she's just a kid, so she genuinely takes it personal. So, yeah, the girl stays as Luffy's older sister, basically. At least this is how I see it.

Then Sabo and Ace appear and- It's chaotic.

Imo, she's still a diva and she still loves music because it's in her blood and also, she spent some time with Shanks so she already has a bit of her personality made. But being with them makes her learn more about protecting herself and being a bit ruthless, although I think she's more of the type to ler her brothers do the dirty work and only follow them in their shenanigans if they go "You only say that because you can't do it!!" (<- Ace, definitely) and she has to prove she can be as strong as them. So she's a diva but she's a bit more impulsive and reacts in a more violent way. Especially with food too.

I think she wouldn't get along much with Ace at first because he's a mess and she's also a mess and they're really similar when it comes to being Luffy's older siblings so they wouldn't agree on most stuff. But daddy issues are a good way of bonding and I'm pretty damn sure that if Ace ever said "Should I have been born?" in front of her, she would go insane trying to make him see that everybody deserves to live.

With Sabo, though, I think they'd get along pretty well. Sabo is still chaotic but a bit calmer than Ace and he has a strong ideology that Uta would definitely share. He wants to make a statement for freedom and Uta agrees and tbh, he's a writer and she's a singer and there's no better friendship than that one.

Her relationship with Luffy is pretty much the same, except that she now acts way more as a sister and not only as a past friend. Of course. She joins them drinking too!!

Ngl, you can hate me for this but I think the events of Red could easily happen... Again... I mean... Not exactly those events but-- Uta's dream would obviously be to reach everyone with her music. To make them feel seen and loved and making them see they should live. Because after spending so much time with her brothers, she wants to sing songs for the rest of the people that feel the same way they do. She always has them in mind when she sings and she always, always, tries to make them have fun and enjoy life. I think Uta's perception of living and freedom would clash a lot with Ace's and she'd try to make him want to live through music. Same with with freedom and Sabo/Luffy.

But then Sabo dies. And Ace dies. But Sabo comes back and-- I am sorry, and I know it partially was the mushroom's fault, but she's kind of unstable mentally (who isn't in this show tbh) and it wouldn't surprise me that her blatant optimistic views would make her want to do exactly what happens in Red again. But I think this time it should be Sabo and Luffy the ones saving her and, you know, idk, maybe Shanks is there too but this isn't about him today. Whatever. She doesn't hurt anyone and it has a good ending, but it's not the point of the post--

So Sanji is there with them! Following what we've already been saying about Sanji staying with the ASL bros but now adding Uta!!

Uta would absolutely. Adore. Sanji. He's the perfect little sibling. He's cute and knows how to cook and he's literally everything that's right in this world. She complains about Luffy crying but when Sanji does so she only says it's cute and that he deserves to cry-- Uta likes cute stuff canonically and Sanji is the cutest thing, so it makes sense. Also, Sanji just assumes every woman in the world is perfect from that very second because between his mom, Reiju and now Uta he has only had good experiences with girls. He does feel kind of left out at first remembering everything that happened with the Vinsmokes, but Uta always tries to include him in every little thing!

She really likes teasing him and Sabo, though. Uta might adore Sanji but that doesn't mean she isn't a little bit mean to him. It's obvious that they like like each other because, you know, they're kids. Look at them. It's obvious. Uta knows, Luffy knows, Ace knows... Sabo and Sanji spend so much time alone and Sabo always tries to be next to him and he looks at Sanji with like, literal heart eyes.

Uta: Do you like Sanji? Sabo: Sanji? No. No. No. Sanji's just a friend... Uta: Why are your eyes shaped like hearts? Sabo: Allergies...

Uta is an artist. A singer. She's 100% a hopeless romantic. I will die on this hill. So while Ace is extremely "ughhhh" *disgusted noises* by Sanji and Sabo's flirting and Luffy couldn't care less (he just likes teasing them because it's fun to see them panicking), Uta tries HARD to get them together. They're listening to her songs? She will sing a romantic one. They're alone? She will gently push one of them closer to the other. They eat spaghetti once and she goes all the way to try to do the thing where they eat the same one so they kiss. Etc etc etc. She won't stop being a little brat about it too, teasing both of them. And it's driving Sabo crazy. Makino asks Uta about the kids because she knows the girl is as invested as her in the relationship. Funniest thing in the world.

Now I can't stop thinking about them spearating when Sabo dies, following what we said etc etc etc And Uta becomes a famous singer. She doesn't kill anybody, okay? Let's leave it on her just- Doing a huge concert. Sanji and Sabo have already reunited but please, imagine these two not dating just yet. They're in love and pining but not dating. Everyone hates it. And then Sabo joins them for the concert, ofc, and when Uta sees them again (and sees Sabo is alive?? Because what the fuck why didn't they tell her???) one of the first thing she says is "Okay, okay... So you two are... You know?" and they don't understand what she's saying but literally all the crew is like "They're still pining. Please. It's awful". Girl makes it everyone's problem so she does this kiss cam thing to get them together finally. Like I said, good ending.

#sorry for replying so late i have like. a ton of asks and not enough time wekjjbjkrbf #but this is literally amazing i adore this #uta my absolute beloved she's the best #one piece #asl brothers #uta one piece #black leg sanji #revolutionary sabo #portgas d. ace #monkey d. luffy #sabosan

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bisexualfemalemess · 9 months

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*HSMTMTS SEASON 4 SPOILERS*

Watched episodes 4-6 and Ricky Bowen is so unhinged this season, i love it 😭😭😭 Also rina failed couple costume because their out of sync and finally revealing their dating, i love it. Also my heart dropped when he said he needed a minute. MADLYN ALMOST KISS?!! Ruined by that pumpkin ghost, jarred is a fucking weirdo??? SEB CHEATED ON CARLOS???? Loved the original song this episode tho and jet simping for kourtney.

WITH BIG RED??? The way that gina’s motivation and way of finding chemistry is ricky 😭😭😭 I love them. Ej giving ricky advice on gina and caswen hug and i love you, i love their friendship. Glad, he’s with val. Loved their duet. The redlyn break-up was inevitable and i’m hoping it’s leading towards madlyn even if madison answered maddox’s phone. I MEAN SHR HAD A PICTURE OF HER IN HER LOCKER SHSHSHSHW Jealous ricky is a serve, i love it. HE’S TIRED OF LOOSING PEOPLE GIVE HIM HIS HAPPY END. Terri was annoying me in episode 5 like you told your daughter no boys and then you make an exception for a famous actor??? Like stfu. You don’t even know your daughter. I KNEW IT WAS COMING BUT RINA RAINKISS KNOCKED ALL THE AIR FROM MY LUNGS!!! AND THE CHOCOLATES?! A SPIN HUG IN THE RAIN TOO, I LOVE THEM, THEY HAVE AN INSANE CHOKE HOLD ON ME😭😭😭 Also, Love Kourtney’s storyline and jump was so good and Emmy is such a comedic relief, i love her.

Ricky calling her sweetie, awww. NO RINA TROYELLA??? I HATE IT HERE. Emmy’s episode 6 storyline, my baby she just wanted to sing ☹️ FLASHBACKS! Kourtney and Ashlyn were so cute in the scene with their little pact. Love their friendship. BENJAMIN WAS IN A BOY BAND?! BIGGEST PLOT TWIST OF MY LIFE. Awww miss jenn worrying and carinh about carlos without even really knowing him. MOTHER from the beginning. SEB AND NATALIE??? He’s so unserious “I was in a serious relationship. With a woman.” Seblos over again, they’re so cute. Get back together. ALSO THE AMOUNT OF SWEARING THIS SEASON ENSNEJWJS, IT KEEPS GETTING ME SO OFF GUARD. “He’s singing the damn song!” RICKYYYYY. Close-up on all the couples unofficial and official, they’re all endgame. REAL!! Gina flashback!!! Yes, she taught herself how to knit a hat. “Find something you like about this school and try not to kill it.” Runs into ricky. It’S A RINA FLASHBACK!!! I miss gina 1.0 but i love season 4 gina sm. Gina convinced him to join the musical and she joined because of him!!! “Love is lame, idiot. That’s why i try to avoid it.” NOT ANYMORE. Ha! “Good luck, skaterboy.” HE WAS A SKATER BOY, SHE SAID SEE YOU LATER BOY. They’re so fucking tethered and soulmates. THEY OWN MY LIFE! Alyson reed giving miss jenn advice and her joining east high omfg. TRUST THE PROCESS PERIODDD. GIVE RICKY A HAPPY END MF!!! THESE ARE HER CHILDREN DEN MOTHER FRR. OMG! DREAMS DON’t DIE!!!! Emmy’s voice is gorgeous, all the songs hit so hard this season tf. It’s the little rina moments this episode for me. ALYSON REED AND BART JOHNSON HELPING THE DRAMA DEPARTMENT AWWW! Gina not wanting to say i love you first i get it and i’m a ricky saying i love you first truther. RICKY GOT INTO COLLEGE!!! MY BOY! 1.8 GPA?! BOY, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THESE YEARS. Awww, as long as gina’s there his future’s locked, she’s his future 😭😭😭 NO, WTF WAS GINA’S CALL ABOUT IF IT’S SOMETHING BAD IM THROWING HANDS.

#gina porter #hsmtmts #rina #ricky bowen #ricky x gina #seblos #caswen #madlyn #redlyn #jetney #jennzzara

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nottapossum · 3 months

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Father knows best chapter 11: A thousand years

Summery: Blitzø overworks himself, Loona has complicated feelings, Millie drinks with Sallie Mae,And Alessio talks to Crimson.TW: Unrequited love, jealousy, drinking, fear, panic, lotsa negative emotions and talking a bit about trauma, fear of loosing someone, negative talk, biting, struggling, crying, diaper changing, talks of forced regression, talks about selling people, emotional manipation. Lmk if I should add.AndWhat's this? Someone regresses in this for good reasons!? And they are actually safe?! Whaaat?!

~~~Stolas~~~

Stolas got a phone call at 11:00 pm.

Usually he'd be skeptical about it, normally he'd ignore it, especially when it's an unknown caller. But since becoming Blitzø's caregiver he has learned that he should always be expecting the unexpected from him.

“Hello?” He answers, expecting it to be Blitzø saying that he has slipped or got into some trouble.

But surprisingly he heard a female's voice: “Stolas?”

“Loona? What’s going on?” Stolas asks. “Is everything alright?” His voice is panicky and he's already standing up and getting dressed, expecting Loona to tell him Blitzø was in trouble, or she was in trouble and needed him to come get her, or-

“Relax, birdbrain. Everything is fine…kinda.” She says.

“Hm.” Stolas scoffs. She's definitely Blitzø's daughter.

“It's just that-” She sighs. “Blitzø is so fixated on finding Moxxie, he hasn’t been eating or sleeping like he should…I’m honestly starting to…worry about him. But, I don't know what to do.” Loona panics. “He won't listen to me, and he's driving himself crazy!”

“Oh dear.” Stolas says. “That is concerning.”

“Do you think you could talk to him? I was hoping maybe he'd listen to you, you being his…caregiver and all. I tried, but he just won’t listen to me, or let me help at all!” She says, sounding more angry than anything.

“Okay, Loona. I can't promise anything but I’ll certainly do what I can.” He says to her. “Where is he?”

“He’s in his office at I.M.P.” She suddenly sounds very sad, possibly crying. “I don't know if we'll be able to find Moxxie…and I don't want to lose Blitzø in the process.”

Stolas's tone changed to mildly concerned about Blitzø, to down right frustrated with his antics. His daughter is worried sick about him, and it seems he doesn't care at all! “I will take care of it, I promise.” Stolas says, practically retracting his earlier statement about only trying. “It'll be okay.”

“Yeah…okay. Thanks.” Loona hangs up fast.

Stolas frowns…imagining if that were his own daughter…

Why didn't Blitzø just ask him for help? That idiot! He's offered to help time and time again! If he just accepted it, they wouldn't be in this mess!

Well, he's going to have to go down there and be stern with Blitzø, let him know how serious this situation was.

He opens a portal to IMP and steps through it.

~~~Stolas and Blitzø:~~~

Blitzø was hard at work when Stolas walked in through a portal to his office.

He looked as if he hadn't slept in days, just as Loona said, he looked like he was driving himself insane by the way he kept looking through everything so fast. “Blitzy?”

“Stolas? What the fuck are you doing here?” Blitzø asks.

“Just checking in, darling. What are you doing?” Stolas asks gently

“What am I- what the fuck does it look like I’m doing?” He asks. “I'm working on finding Moxxie! Is there any way to remove any scent from Imps?” Blitzø asks. “And maybe…make them invisible and unable to speak or breathe loudly?”

Stolas doesn’t answer that. “Darling, I know you want to find him, but don’t you think this can wait till morning?” He asks.

Blitzø shakes his head. “No…nonononono, I gotta find him now! Someone has him, and they’re gonna fucking pay when Millie and I get our hands on ‘um! Heads will be rolling!” He shouts. “Cash thinks he can take everything away from me? He thinks he can get in MY head and control ME again? I think fucking NOT!” He shouts.

Stolas tilts his head. Cash? Why did that name sound so familiar?

“Blitzø…when was the last time you got some sleep?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø thinks about it. “I don’t know, I passed out sometime yesterday or…what day is it?” He asks.

“It’s Thursday.” Stolas says.

“So…uhm.” Blitzø took quite a while to think about it, then he looks back down at his papers, before looking back up at the owl. “Yeah, that was yesterday. I passed out yesterday for a few hours. I think.”

“That's not good enough! You need a solid eight hours of sleep at night.” Stolas says.

“No, I need to find Moxxie.” He argues. “Sleep can suck my-”

“Blitzø!” Stolas scolds. “Language.”

“I WILL NOT LOSE ANOTHER FRIEND, STOLAS!” Blitzø shouts.

Stolas frowns. “Dearest-”

“I'm fine.” Blitzø says, his breathing was unsteady and tears were falling down his face.

“You're certainly not fine! You need to sleep!” He says sternly. But, then his tone changes to a calmer register once again as he takes Blitzø's hands. “I know you're worried about Moxxie, but you neglecting your own needs isn't helping anyone.” Stolas says.

Blitzø doesn't acknowledge what Stolas says, he knows Stolas is right, but he chooses to look back at his work again to ignore him.

Stolas sighs. “Blitzø…” he was about to touch Blitzø’s hand to comfort him, but the Imp hisses viciously at Stolas.

Well, he hisses more like a small cat than anything really terrifying, but Stolas still moved his hand away, afraid he might get bitten again.

“Blitzø!” He warns sharply.

Blitzø hisses and growls at Stolas again.

“Alright, enough is enough, Blitzy. We’re going home, and you’re going to get some sleep.” Stolas says firmly.

“Noooo!” Blitzø whines. “I have to figure out where Moxxie is, how else are we supposed to find him? How can I find him while I’m asleep? Stupid bird! That’s not how rescuing works!” Blitzø argues.

“Blitzø, it’s bedtime.” Stolas says firmly, picking up the imp, not caring anymore if Blitzø bites him. “You need to get some sleep.”

“Stolas! I’m not a child!” Blitzø says, grabbing onto practically anything in his office to stop Stolas. His desk, the plant, with none of that working, his best bet was the doorjamb. He grips the doorjamb tightly, not willing to let go.

“Really? Because you sure are acting like one.” Stolas scolds.

“I’m not, okay? I’ll get some sleep!” he says.

Stolas raises an eyebrow at him.

“After we find Moxxie.” He says.

Stolas sighs. “Blitzø, in your rules it specifically states that when it’s bedtime, you need to go to bed and you are not to fight me on it.” Stolas says, holding the imp with one arm to try and pry Blitzø's claws off the door.

“I am not fucking little right now!” Blitzø argues.

Stolas grunts, Blitzø is much stronger than he seems. “It still applies because you agreed to it. Besides, if you really are an adult, you should understand how important sleep is to brain activity.” Stolas wraps his arms around Blitzø's torso to get a good hold on him.

“Well, jokes on you, bitch. I don’t need brain activity!” Blitzø says, still struggling with Stolas. “I’ve been going without it for years!”

“Blitzø!” Stolas gets closer to the imps' claws and finally pries them off the door frame, then he grabs both hands in his free hand. “You’re getting some sleep, I don’t care if you’re little or not.” He says firmly.

“No!” Blitzø shouts, biting Stolas hard, making the owl release him as he yelps in pain.

“Blitzy!” Stolas scolds harshly, holding onto his wrist and wincing. How can his bites possibly hurt this much?! He's tiny!

Blitzø ran back into the office and hid under the desk.

Stolas sighs, ignoring his wrist at the moment to try again. “Blitzø…please?” he asks, crawling over to the desk to patiently wait for the Imp to come out.

Blitzø whines. “No tired, Stowes.”

Stolas raises an eyebrow. He’s slipped. “Hm. Are you quite sure I don’t have an adorable little imp on my hands?” Stolas asks him.

“No…” Blitzø mumbles.

Stolas reaches under the desk and picks up the imp with no trouble this time. “Blitzy…it’s not good to lie, darling.” Stolas says.

“Bu’ ne’ a’ fine’ Mossie.” Blitzø says sadly.

“Sorry, gremlin. But, that work is for big kids only. You’re far too little for that now.” Stolas says.

“No…”Blitzø sarts to sob, feeling overwhelmed and exhausted from the day's events. “No, ‘ittle!”

“Shhh…it’s alright.” Stolas reassures. “It’s okay to be little, darling.” He says.

“Nee’ a’ fine’ Mossie.” Blitzø whines. “No ‘ittle.”

“Moxxie is a strong little Imp, he’ll be alright. But, you’ll be no help to him if you don’t let yourself get some sleep. You’ll be too tired to help him.” Stolas says. He opens a portal right to Blitzø’s nursery at Stolas's palace and walks in.

Blitzø is still crying into Stolas’s shoulder, muttering a series of ‘no’s and incoherent sentiments. “Darling, it will be okay. I promise.” Stolas says. “Just relax.”

Blitzø whines. “Mossie…”

“You’ll find him tomorrow.” Stolas says. “I’m sure of it.”

Stolas sets Blitzø on the changing table and gently starts to undress him, he had to work fast, Blitzø was already practically asleep.

“‘Omowow?” Blitzø asks, trying desperately to stay awake by blinking rapidly.

“Yes, tomorrow. When you are big again and well rested.” Stolas says, he gets out the diaper changing supplies and starts to put the diaper on him.

“I a’ putet’ Mossie doe!” Blitzø argues, kicking his hooves.

“Settle down, Blitzy.” Stolas scolds gently, taping up the diaper and grabbing one of his onesies. “I know you want to protect him, you’re a very good friend.” He places the onesie over the Imp’s head. “But, you can’t help him if you don’t help yourself first. Do you understand?” He asks as he helps guide Blitzø’s arms through the sleeves.

Blitzø whines, then starts crying again.

Stolas holds him close to comfort him, rocking him back and forth.

Blitzø cries into Stolas’s shoulder, he just wants Moxxie to be home again! He missed Moxxie, he misses his friend!

“I know, it’s okay.” Stolas says.

“Mossie…” Blitzø whines, trying to get Stolas to understand.

“I know, Blitzy. I know.” Stolas rubs circles on the little’s back to try and soothe him. “I'm sorry, darling.”

And he meant it too…

He hated that he had to do this, he knows Blitzø was struggling right now. But, he couldn't stand back and let Blitzø hurt himself.

He and Blitzø can talk about this tomorrow, and perhaps Stolas can help him find Moxxie.

His attempts to comfort Blitzø starts to work as Blitzø is settling down, but the little one’s still tearing up and sniffling softly.

Stolas starts singing to Blitzø, swaying gently side to side. “Heart beats fast, colors and promises. How to be brave? How can I love when I’m afraid…to…fall? But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow…”

Blitzø wipes away his tears, and he hugs Stolas closer.

“One…step…closer…”

Blitzø lets his eyelids fall at last, relaxing, and listening to Stolas’s song.

“I have died every day waiting for you. Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years.”

Stolas sets the sleeping Blitzø in his crib, finally able to snap the buttons of his onesie now that the imp was calm. “I'll love you for a thousand more.”

He tucks his little one in tightly, then pets his head softly, and he whispers to him: “Goodnight, Blitzy.” Then he lastly kisses his head.

~~~Loona~~~

‘Time stands still, beauty in all she is- I will be brave, I will not let anything take away what's standing in front of me.’

Tex: haven’t heard from you in a few days, everything okay?

Loona smiles at seeing the text… she finally had real friends to talk to, friends who cared about her… it was great but, Also sorta terrifying at the same time.

Loona: Yeah, I’m fine. I guess.

Tex: What’s going on?

Loona: One of my co-workers is missing, so I’ve been trying to help find him.

Tex: Damn. That’s rough.

Loona: Yeah, it is. Everyone is doing what they can, barely sleeping, getting up early… I think we’re almost out of ideas.

Tex: You seem to really care if you’re working overtime to find him.

Loona: I mean, I guess… Normally I hate his guts, he’s like family, except I want nothing to do with him, hate everything about him… but, I can’t stand the fact that he’s not here and might be hurt. I do kinda miss him too.

Tex: Sounds like family to me. Can you not track his scent?

Loona: No. Actually, I’ve been entirely useless in helping find him. And it’s not from a lack of trying either, I feel so worthless.

Tex: Loona, you can’t help it if there’s no scent. Trust me, it’s not your fault.

Loona: Thanks…

Tex: I’m sorry he’s missing. I can ask Bee for help, maybe she can get more people involved, it could help?

‘Every breath, every hour has come to this.’

Loona: Thanks, but, I think it would hurt him more than anything. I’d rather this stay between us.

Tex: I understand, I’m here for you if you want to talk about it more.

Loona: That would be great.

Loona held the phone close to her chest, hanging onto this moment…

Esme was right, she needed to get over him but-

How could she when he was too perfect?

‘One step closer.’

~~~Millie~~~

‘I have died every day waiting for you. Darling, don't be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years.’

As upset as she was that Moxxie didn't tell her about his past, she understood why…

He wanted to protect her, and didn't want to be associated with his past. It made sense, and it didn't change anything between them. Besides, it's not like he hid something important from her. He trusted her…right?

Her and Sallie Mae were very quiet on the drive back to pride. By the time they made it back to Millie’s apartment, it was far too late to kill Blitzø. They’d have to do it tomorrow.

“Want a drink?” Millie asks Sallie.

“Like you had to ask?” Sallie Mae immediately got out of the car to join Millie inside.

The two girls sit at the table with two glasses and a bottle of wine.

“I guess I shouldn't have expected differently from our parents.” Millie says, pouring her and Sallie Mae each a glass. “I guess I just always hope that they'll change, give him a fair chance.”

“Look, Ma and Pa will never accept Moxxie. You knew this when you married him.” Sallie Mae says, drinking down the whole glass of wine.

Millie nods. “Yeah, that's true.”

“If you didn't care then, you shouldn't now. Their opinions don't mean shit.” Sallie says, pouring another glass. “I mean, they liked all your other boyfriends and look how they all turned out.”

Millie nods.

“You're right.”

“Of course I am, I'm always right. You and Moxxie are perfect for each other. He has serious attachment issues and you're an attention whore.” Sallie rolls her eyes.

Ignoring her sister now, Millie starts to think about Moxxie again…

Her beautiful, wonderful husband.

He really was the only one for her. And damn did she miss him so much!

She wanted nothing more than to run to him and kiss him again.

She hopes she can…wherever he is. She just hopes he's okay and unharmed.

‘I'll love you for a thousand more.’

~~~Past:~~~

Moxxie has always tried to make her parents like him, because he knew how much it meant to Millie that her parents approved of him.

So, when she left for a weekend to visit them, he felt it was a good time to both surprise Millie and show her parents what a good boyfriend he can truly be.

Moxxie walked up to the house holding a bouquet of beautiful hell flowers.

They were her favorites, colored orange and red.

Owen her brother had let him in and before he could ask where Millie was, he and Owen heard Jo and Lynn talking in the kitchen:

“He's not good enough for Millie, he'll never be.” Jo says.

“He is awfully frail, and not to mention how annoying he can be. He's got some serious issues.” Lynn says.

Moxxie told her about the fact that he overheard them, how he was about to leave.

“Moxxie, wait.” owen says.

“Don't tell Millie I was here. They're right, she-she deserves so much better.” Moxxie said to him.

Millie wasn't sure why Owen did it, but he marched up to Millie right after. “Hey, Mills? Your boyfriend is outside for you. You may want to hurry before ma and pa scare him off.”

Millie ran out there to catch up. “Moxxie!” She hugged him and kissed him firmly. “What are you doing here?” She asks.

“I-well- I was just going to give you these.” He said holding up the flowers.

She takes them, letting him go. “Oh, Mox. They're lovely.” She says. “You came all this way to give me flowers?” She asks.

“Yeah…I thought I'd surprise you.” He says.

“I appreciate that. And I needed it. My parents have been driving me crazy. Ever since they met you, you're all they ever talk about.” She scoffs. “Why can't they just accept the fact that I'm a grown woman who's capable of making her own decisions?” She asks.

Moxxie shrugs. “Parents are complicated.”

“I love you.” She says. “That's all that matters.”

Moxxie smiles. “Really?”

“Really.” She says, kissing him again, this time it lasted longer.

They made out for about a minute before Moxxie pulled her away gently.

“Moxxie?” She asks, confused. “What's wrong?”

“Let's get married.” Moxxie says.

“What?”

“Forget our families, forget all of them! We'll create our own. Just you and me.” He says. “We can get on that elevator and have the best wedding imaginable. Just us.” He says.

“But-” She thought about it…her parents would never accept Moxxie. Even if they asked, would they even come to a wedding?

They practically forbid her to pursue this… but they don't get to dictate her life!

Millie smiles and takes his hand. “Let's go.” She says.

~~Present:~~~

No one could ever be as good for Millie as Moxxie was…

Because she knew, no matter what happens…

They were gonna be okay.

No matter what has ever happened to them before, they have been.

Moxxie loves her and she loves Moxxie and that's all that has ever mattered.

She put the glass down. “We'd better get some sleep. The sooner we do, the sooner we'll find Moxxie.” She says to Sallie.

‘And all along I believed I would find you!

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years.’

She will do anything to make sure he's home and safe once again.

‘I'll love you for a thousand more!’

~~~Alessio:~~~

‘One step closer…’

“Sir, don't you think you were a bit harsh on Moxxie?” Alessio asks.

“He has to learn somehow!” Crimson says. “What else would you want me to do? I can't coddle him!”

‘He never could.’ Alessio thought. “What if you let me talk to him? Perhaps I could get him to see reason?” Alessio suggests.

“You want to try? Be my fucking guest!” Crimson says.

Alessio kisses Crimson's cheek. “Thank you, Crimson.”

Crimson blushes slightly, but brushes him off.

Alessio smirks to himself as he walks upstairs to the nursery. He loves to get Crimson all flustered.

~~~Alessio & Moxxie ~~~

‘I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more’

Alessio knocks before entering the dark nursery. The room was destroyed, clearly Moxxie was trying to find a way to get out…or he was legitimately losing his mind. “Moxxie?”

Moxxie was curled up in a corner. No no no! Not this again!

Alessio turned on the light as he walked in, closing the door behind him.

Moxxie couldn't even process what he was doing, he just lunged at Alessio, jumping on his back and biting and scratching him! He had enough of this! And he was going to do whatever he could to get out!

Alessio grunted in pain before hitting Moxxie against a wall, knocking the wind out of him. Moxxie fell to the floor and tried his hardest to breathe again.

Alessio sighs, he hates to hurt Moxxie, but he did what he had to… “Moxxie?”

“Hate…you.” Moxxie forced out while he was trying to regain his breath.

“Now, I know that's not true.” Alessio says, petting Moxxie’s hair. “Just relax. We only want to take care of you.”

Moxxie finally is able to breathe, he takes a few deep breaths before responding: “I don't need you to take care of me!” Moxxie growled. “I need you to leave me and every other little one alone!” He says. “Nothing you can do will ever change what you've done to me, what you've done to them! What you're doing is wrong, and I think you know that.” Moxxie says.

“If we let the other littles go, would you stay?” Alessio asks him.

“What?” Moxxie asks, becoming fearful.

“If we let the little ones go, and never sell another one. Would you willingly stay our little one permanently?” Alessio asks again.

Moxxie's eyes widened. “I…um.”

“It's a simple question, Moxxie.” Alessio says.

“I- would he actually do that?” Moxxie asks. “Would he let them go if I-” he can't finish the sentence, it was too terrible to think about.

“Possibly, especially if I asked him to.” Alessio says.

Moxxie thinks, if he can save the others- it might be worth it… besides, Blitzø and Millie could still save him…if they haven't given up already. “Can I think about it?” Moxxie asks.

Alessio nods. “Very well, you can decide tomorrow.” Alessio says, heading to the door.

“Can you leave the light on…please?” Moxxie asks, interrupting him.

“I'll do you one better.” Alessio says, he goes over to the dresser and pulls out a night light to plug in. He also sets the crib back on it's feet before he walks back over to Moxxie and Kisses his forehead. “Goodnight, bambino.” He says before leaving and locking the door behind him.

Moxxie exhales. “Thanks…”

Tears fall down Moxxie’s face… where were they?

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dunefeather · 2 years

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Awesome! Here is my request then 😊 could you write a platonic Paul atreides x reader. The reader is his best friend, has been for years, and they are always doing things that could het them into trouble. So one day the both of them aren't as carefull as they should be and the reader gets kidnapped. While everyone is looking for the reader Paul feels guilty. When the reader is finally found Paul stays with them, they talk and hug and overall a fluffy ending. Hope this all makes sense! 😊

Sorry for the wait and here is your fic ! 😊

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The Wrong Corner

Paul Atreides x Reader (platonic)

Content : best friends, kidnapping, fluff (platonic), angst.

It's not careful, it's not ladylike, it's not the moment to joke. How many times have you heard all these statements wherever you go ? Who cares if you can grab some opportunity to breathe in this castle ? And not ladylike... they can talk as much as they want but that won't change the fact that people like reliable strangers. Does the court think that looking dead inside is what will help them to remain popular ? No, because they're idiots.

Fortunately for you, as serious as Paul Atreides can be, he is the first one to get involved in the chaos surrounding you. More in your shadow during those moments, you share some mischievous blink before doing something stupid. Annoy an old lady criticizing some decoration ? Check. Pretend you were not the one that accidentally released the doves from their cages? Check - well you got caught that time but as it had been an actual accident you never got punished much. Stay late at night in the heir's quarters to the point that stupid rumors started to spread and get you in trouble ? Check - and not fun at that, the Duke is terrifying once upset.

"You are going to run late." Paul warns you for the third time.

"Yeah I know that's my goal." You mumble.

After a quick glance above your shoulder to make sure no one can see you, you lift your dress up to run more easily to some hallway situated at the opposite side of where you should go, Paul remaining at his spot with an amused sigh before you disappear at the corner. You and your stray cats, it's a long story.

The heir doesn't ask himself many questions as he reaches the hall, more than prepared to be seen as an accomplice through everyone else's eyes. But to be fair he doesn't care much, it has been the case since your childhood.

"Paul ?" His mother asks with a raised eyebrow.

"She's going to join us later."

Nothing more than an eye roll from her as he takes a seat by his father's side. The Duke turns his head to his son, and this time not even any word needed before the leading Atreides sighs, only to stand up and welcome the guests with a warm smile.

At first, Paul doesn't pay much attention to his surroundings. It's noisy, for once good and unique jokes spreading from ear to ear followed by sincere laughs. Food is good, his dish soon emptied one after the other. For a while his biggest worry is how much his belt starts to hurt his belly swollen with the insane amount of food ingested, but that soon changes as he hears your mother's voice behind him.

"My Lord I'm sorry for interrupting you, but have you seen my daughter ?"

"No ? I thought she was coming later ?" The Duke answers as he puts his fork back onto his plate.

"I asked some guards to find her but she simply disappeared."

This makes Paul raise his eyes towards your seat. Nothing used at your table, no food, no paper towel. You really haven't been seen since you went to feed those cats ? He gets that you get distracted rather quickly but still.

"Paul," his father asks him, "did she tell you something?"

"Hum... yeah she was about to go see some stray cats in the eastern aisles, the one that are going to get renovated." He admits calmly. "She loves them. I think she might have gotten them some food from her quarters."

The middle-aged woman sighs before chuckling in relief.

"She's always up to something I guess. I'm sorry for the confusion but it was starting to seriously get on my nerves."

"She is going to go back soon." The Duke says with a smirk. "She is going to get hungry, you know how she is. I can send a patrol to look for her."

"Please my Lord. I'm certain she is doing well but you know, I am so sorry that she gets in trouble all the time. I do my best not to make her..."

"Nothing to apologize for. We will find her my Lady."

Paul smiles at this, following your mother now back at her seat with his eyes. The lightness of the atmosphere soon vanishes though as he notices the worry on her face as she looks around. Same when he notices his father's stern face scanning the room as if he was looking for someone else missing. That's when he understands that this is not normal, even from you. The desserts just arrived and now that he checks the clocks, there was no way for you to spend three whole hours with cats when you were complaining about your dramatic starvation five minutes before you ran away.

Fifteen minutes later everyone is sent back to their quarters with guards escorting the small groups as the alert is given. An empty paper bag got found where you were supposed to be.

"Paul. Tell us what you know."

The young Atreides feels accused when his father interrogates him in his chamber, but he can't blame him. He actually thought you were doing fine and got distracted by some stupid shrimps, vegetables and cereals while you were vanished. How could he favor his stomach over his dear friend ?

This night is atrociously long as Paul waits for more information. He keeps his clothes on as he paces around his room them lies down on his bed. Then he gets up to put his pajamas on, his pale and anxious face staring at his reflection in the mirror. Fear feeds his mind with horrible images all produced by his own imagination, the imagination of a man guilty with all his soul.

How stupid was he to think that a young woman is safe in some abandoned part of the castle ? Or maybe you followed a cat in the garden and are playing with it. But what if a corrupt guard took you somewhere ? Or one of the workers living nearby ? Yeah you definitely followed a cat, a beautiful and cuddling cat you liked, the orange one. Your parents would repeat you not to get too far away from the adults and today the worst happened, you certainly got kidnapped. Or maybe you found another cat.

Paul falls asleep for ten minutes before jolting awake, covered in sweat as someone knocks on his door.

Quick to get onto his feet, he doesn't wait for the guard to finish his sentence. You are at the infirmary and that's all he needs to know.

This time he is the one not caring at all for the etiquette - after all as you say they can make some efforts for exceptional reasons to understand - and runs to your bed.

"Are you alright ? What happened ?" He asks hastily.

His hands don't leave your arm as he stands next to you, your tired face smiling to him. Just a few bruises, and a scratch on your hand, most likely due to a cat or something similar.

"I'm alright Paul." You whisper as you sit up. "I'm glad you survived a boring dinner without me."

"There were guards everywhere in the hallway," he whispers, "what happened ?"

"Uh. Long story." You chuckle, embarrassed. "Let's say... I saw a few kittens in a hole in the wall, you know next to the window. I didn't want the workers to bury them alive by mistake the day they start to take care of that part so I started to move them away. The mother was not that happy about it. The noise alerted a guard that... wasn't... a guard."

"Huh ? What do you mean ? And I've already told you not to touch the kittens."

"Yeah sorry. Won't happen again. Basically the guard tried to kidnap me."

Flabbergasted, the heir looks at you as you direct a forced smile to him. This doesn't last for long as shame makes you lower your head, his hands soon taken by yours.

"It's the first time I've seen Duke Leto almost acting like a tyrant when they caught the guy. They brought him to your father when they found me."

"What did he do to you ?"

"Uh... nothing. I mean he kidnapped me so it's something. Uh... He locked me up in some room bit left me there I think he wanted to abduct me to somewhere else. You are going to have to talk to your father about it I guess, he was trying to interrogate the guard before my mother could try to rip his tongue off."

"Did he hurt you ?"

"No. I mean not more than what you can see here." You sigh as you examine your forearms. "I have a few blood tests ongoing because I bit him."

"Did your parents receive threats ?"

You shrug.

"Not more than usual. I guess we won't have much answers for now. I'm just so tired."

Of course you would feel that way. How could you possibly fall asleep with that guy waiting for the right moment to bring you where he intended to ?

"Come here." He mumbles as he pulls you to him. "I can't with you, please be careful after that."

He didn't quite plan his motion and has to adjust your position when you start to mumble with your face pressed against his chest, but then rests your chin on his shoulder as he becomes the one in an uncomfortable position. He doesn't care much about it though. You are safe and he needs to express this unstoppable need to feel his friend against him. He hopes it's the last time such thing happens to you, he can't deal with a near heart attack as regularly as he could when he was a little kid seeing you doing all the risky things to make him laugh.

"You're supposed to be my partner in crime." You complain as he releases you from his embrace. "Where would be the fun in our life without a bit of risk ?"

"I feel guilty enough for not having insisted a bit more for you to come with me or even for not following you." He admits with a frown. "It could have saved us all from that. And especially you. Who knows what he could have done."

"I'm fine Paul. I'm fine." You say with a soft voice.

"Yeah. For this time." He scoffs.

It's obvious that you are hiding the shock you felt at all this, but your reassuring smile is all he needs for now.

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#paul atreides x reader #paul atreides x you #paul atreides #timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader

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hella1975 · 1 year

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hey hella here's my ethel cain commentary, songs in no particular order it's just my faves I had thoughts on. also my favorite song is strangers and my favorite album was preacher's daughter

a house in nebraska: love this one, the yearning is insane, don't know why bbgirl picked nebraska though. you could pick a state anywhere in the midwest and you pick nebraska? like I get it's for the Vibes but was there no other state that properly captured the Vibes? also it could just be the brainrot talking but this song is sooo [REDACTED] (the "house in nebraska" being the [REDACTED] ofc)

sun bleached flies: "god loves you, but not enough to save you." god loves you, but not enough to save you. god loves you, but not enough to save you. god loves you, but NOT ENOUGH TO SAVE YOU. GOD LOVES YOU, BUT NOT ENOUGH TO- anyway. ethel cain unrelease this. ethel cain put this thing back where it came from or so help me

western nights: I just really like this one. it's a really pretty song. until you look up the lyrics. naturally.

american teenager: "I don't need anything from anyone, It's just NOT MY YEAR, BUT I'M ALL GOOD OUT HERE! SAY WHAT YOU WANT, BUT SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT WITH YOUR FISTS FOR ONCE!!!" love this song love this song love this song

hard times: this one is so heartbreaking, I hear this and my mood takes an instant cliff dive. it's almost as bad for my mental state as your saddest great achievement by lucy eaton. I don't even have daddy issues. also the thing you said about this apparently being about sa makes this so much worse when I listen to it and instinctively go "oh this is so [blorbo with daddy issues]" and then I remember it's about sa and I feel uncomfortable and I'm like "oh it's not THAT serious for the blorbo though ://" it sounds very general though so it'll probably still make it onto blorbo playlists

inbred: you were so right about this song using lyricism most artists would shy away from, "pissing on the stove to put it out" "sucking on the back of his leg to stay warm" "touch me till i vomit" this is such a Gross song (affectionate) I love this one so much

head in a wall: something about the guitar chords in this one appeals to me so much. it feels familiar? classic? idk but I like it

golden age: all I have to say is miss cain maybe should take this one back too methinks

crush: "LOW SLUNG BAD BITCH BABY COME AND GET YOU SOME" this slaps. no notes.

strangers: "I tried to be good, am I no good? am I no good? am I no good? with my memory restricted to a polaroid in evidence, I just wanted to be yours, can I be yours? can I be yours? just tell me I'm yours, if I'm turning in your stomach and I'm making you feel sick" :(((( I am obsessed with this one it's so everything to me, it makes me insane. especially the cannibalism part bc I love weird shit in songs (also I think I have a slight fascination with cannibalism and I think it's bc I read a book about the donner party at 12) also there's something about how the lyrics at the end are listed as "mama just know that I love you (I do)" but no matter what I try to hear it sounds like she's saying "mama just know that I love you (and I lied to you)" but anyway the way she's being devoured by her lover? the mommy issues? the winn dixie name drop? she went off with this one

ptolmaea: I love this song it's so distressing. I need more Evil Music that is an Actively Harmful Listening Experience. very cathartic. however, I listen to music when just like. doing dishes and shit. I can't have my hands in dirty dishwater and be hearing "make it stop make it stop make it stop stop stop stop stop stop STOP AAAAAAHHHHH" however, it probably would be good to listen to when I'm sitting in my hammock in the woods, if I wanted to feel like I was in a found footage horror movie

family tree (intro): "jesus can always reject his father, but he can not escape his mother's blood" "swinging by my neck from the family tree" I'm so. I'm sooo. I'm eating drywall. I'm gonna stick my hand in a wood chipper. I'm gonna shove my head in the dirt. what the fuck. I love when people interpret jesus as a complicated figure. I don't fuck with christianity but from a narrative and artistic standpoint there is. so much. also you bringing [REDACTED] into this makes me feel so mentally ill

also I wrote all of this before looking up the lyrics on genius and shit got twice as interesting for the preacher's daughter album when I looked it up. what the fuck. I love narratives

real ones know that this ask and the journey it went on entitles rori to every horrible mean thing she says to me. i deserve it

#YOURE SO REAL FOR THE GOLDEN AGE AND CRUSH RECOGNITION DO YOU STILL LOVE ME BESTIE IM SORRY #also tams was initially gonna be titled after a family tree lyric. insanity #every [REDACTED] here is beyond valid for reasons we have EXHAUSTED thanks to aiaia's bullying #ask #ethel cain

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Worth the Risk: A Smoker/OC Romance - Epilogue

Summary: Kuzan forces Smoker into a much-needed, but not wanted, vacation. While there, Smoker runs into a pirate who's been eluding his capture for years. They decide to put their differences aside, just for a little, and as it turns out, two people don't have to be enemies just because they're a pirate and a Marine. They might even fall in love.

Epilogue word count: 2088

My first completed chapter fic!

Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who has read, commented, or liked. I cannot tell you how encouraging your support has been, and I truly hope you have enjoyed this little Smoker love story.

Again, if you want Smoker and Ruby to have a happy ending....don't read this.

Ruby sat in a small cabin on the Moby Dick, watching the moon shine over the water through the porthole. The ship was stationed off the coast of Sabaody, and was already partially coated in bubbles in preparation for the underwater assault. She had arrived on board about a week ago to help coordinate the attack on Marineford. While not a member of the crew, she was close with Whitebeard and his men, and they had asked her to sail with them on the flagship when they went to war. Ace was a good friend, and Whitebeard considered her an unofficial daughter. She was happy to go to bat for them – it was just part of what she did.

But there was, of course, a problem. Smoker had messaged her on the lamp a few days before, when Ace’s execution had been announced, which was now only two days away.

.-- .- .-. .----. ... / -.-. --- -- .. -. --. “War’s coming,” he’d said.

.. - / .. ... .-.-.- “It is,” she’d replied.

.-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.-- --- ..- / ..-. .. --. .... - / ..-. --- .-. / - .... . -- ..--.. “Will you fight for them?”

.. / .-- .. .-.. .-.. “I will.”

They’d said nothing more. There was no need to. Ruby knew he’d be there, on the side of the Navy, fighting alongside the other Marines. She knew they may very well have to face each other in battle. As Kuzan had advised at the start of their relationship, they’d come up with a plan in case they’d ever cross paths unscheduled. They had a script, they had choreographed battles, and they were lucky that they’d never had to use them before.

But this was a very different situation. This wasn’t going to be just Smoker and his crew. This was almost the entire Navy against the crew of the world’s strongest pirate and forty three additional ships worth of allies. By Ruby’s estimate, they would be over ten thousand strong. It was going to be a bloodbath. And with so many eyes around, and the stakes of the battle itself, there was no guarantee that Ruby and Smoker would be able to avoid each other.

Ruby hadn’t heard from Smoker since she confirmed her intent to fight for Whitebeard’s side. Her three second taps had gone unanswered. She wished desperately that she knew what he was thinking.

But he couldn’t hold her intent to fight for them against her, right? He must have known, he knew Whitebeard was an ally of hers. She was so deeply worried that this might be their end. She could practically feel it coming.

Deciding she couldn’t let herself dwell on it for much longer, Ruby settled down in the cot they’d provided for her and tried to go to sleep. Just as she was drifting off, she heard a knock. Ruby got out of bed and opened the door, but there was no one there. She was starting to wonder if she was hearing things, when she heard it again. It wasn’t coming from the door – looking to the window, she saw the view obscured with smoke. It was him.

Ruby opened the porthole and the smoke entered the room, re-forming into a man - her boyfriend of three years, Smoker.

“Are you insane?!” she whispered angrily when he’d fully solidified. “What the hell are you doing here? I haven’t heard from you in days and you show up on the fucking Moby Dick and –”

“Ruby,” he cut her off, “We need to talk.” Smokers expression was serious, and something else she was dreading seeing from him – sadness.

Ruby nodded and sat down on the cot, and Smoker joined her. They sat in silence for a few moments, both knowing what was coming.

“Ruby, I’m not gonna insult you by asking you not to fight. I know you wouldn’t ask the same of me either. But…I can’t face you on that battlefield. I just can’t. Not like this, not loving you as much as I do.”

“I know,” Ruby replied. “I’ve been thinking about it too. But there’s every chance we won’t have to face each other. There will be tens of thousands of people there, the odds that we’ll even cross paths are slim.”

“But if we do? If I’m ordered to take you on? Akainu’s been giving me shit about letting you get away for years, I know the guy, and if he gives me an order I won’t be able to refuse.”

“It’s not like we haven’t prepared for this. Not on this scale, no, but…we can try.”

“There’s no trying in this battle, Ruby. It’s kill or be killed, and you know it. The stakes are too high for both sides. A lot of people are going to die. If you’re still mine, I’ll throw away everything to protect you. I’ll do everything in my power if I can’t block you out of my heart. Which is why this needs to end now.”

Ruby felt tears beginning to fall down her face. She nodded. “I know. I knew this would happen from the minute the execution was announced,” she said, wiping at her face. “We were doing really well too. That’s what sucks the most. We were doing so well together. Three years.”

Smoker moved closer and pulled her into him, allowing her to cry, and fighting back tears himself. “We were. But we’ve always known it would probably end this way.” Smoker lifted her chin to look into her eyes. “I don’t regret a minute of these three years I’ve spent with you, Ruby. It’s been the best time of my life. I love you.”

Ruby let out a sob. “I love you too, Smoker. I love you so much.”

Smoker held her close as she cried. When she removed herself from his grip she rose, and he did as well. It was time to say goodbye.

“Please be safe out there,” she said. “And if we end up in battle together…”

“We’ll do what we have to,” Smoker said. “For your side, and for mine.”

Ruby nodded, and Smoker brought her body to his for one final, painful kiss. Then, without another word, his body formed into smoke and he left the room, back through the porthole.

The battle raged around Ruby. She’d been in countless fights but none like this. Bodies littered the ground around her, smoke filled the air, and the sounds of guns, cannons, and clashing steel were deafening. The Whitebeard Pirates had already suffered several major casualties, and Ace was still perched on that execution platform, his grandfather sitting cross-legged next to him, his head down. She couldn’t imagine what the man must be feeling.

After disembarking from the Moby Dick, she’d begun engaging Marine after Marine in battle, making a dent in their numbers one by one with her sword. There was no order to her actions, no plan at this point, until she was told otherwise. All it was, was get past the Marines, get to Ace, get him to safety - however she needed to do it, however she could help.

Ruby had seen Smoker briefly, standing with the other higher ups after the Moby Dick had burst through the water. Their eyes met across the battlefield before she’d had to spring into action and force her former lover from her mind. At this point, she didn’t know where he was, and she didn’t really have time to think about it given that she now found herself engaged in battle with Dracule Mihawk, the World’s Greatest Swordsman.

“I hope you won’t take this personally, Ruby,” Mihawk said, the intimidating Yoru clashing against her katana. “I do not wish to kill you. But I also have a job to do.” Another slash of his sword, just barely blocked by Ruby’s. She was a very skilled swordsman, but she wasn’t on his level. This had the potential to be very, very bad.

“I know, Mihawk,” she said, striking back. “You have your role and I have mine. I won’t hold it against you.” The two continued to fight, unaware that they were being watched.

Smoker could see them clearly from where he stood with Tashigi. The officers had scattered to take on their own share of pirates, while the Admirals and Sengoku remained in their places, watching over the battle until they were needed. Smoker fought alongside Tashigi, trying to clear the ever-incoming waves of pirates, but always keeping an eye on Ruby. He’d watched her knock out Marine after Marine with relative ease – it reminded him of their battles long ago – but now that she was fighting Mihawk, he was beginning to worry.

And it pissed him off. The whole point of breaking up was so he could be in this fight without constantly worrying about her, so that he could harden his heart against her and place her back in the mental box with all the other pirates. It was proving to be much, much harder than he had ever anticipated, and he was kicking himself for thinking it would be that easy. His heart screamed at him to intercede and protect her. His brain told his heart to shut the hell up and fight.

Smoker watched as Mihawk’s sword pierced Ruby’s flesh, its long blade entering her and protruding from her back, before he pulled it out. Ruby screamed and fell to the ground as blood began to flow from the wound.

Tashigi must have seen it too. “Commodore Smoker, you can’t,” she said. “You can’t interfere.” Smoker said nothing.

Ruby laid on the ground, the wound in her gut more painful than anything she had ever felt. She found herself thinking that on the one hand it sucked that she would have to die by Mihawk’s hand over anyone else’s, as she had always quite liked him, despite his icy demeanor. On the other, she’d rather lose to the World’s Greatest Swordsman than some random low-level Marine. She supposed it didn’t really matter at this point, she was going to die anyway.

Mihawk walked into her field of vision. “I have a lot of respect for you, Ruby. I’m truly sorry about this.” Ruby watched Mihawk raise his sword. She closed her eyes tightly and turned her head to the side, waiting to feel the blow that would end her life.

But it didn’t come. Instead, she smelled smoke and heard the sound of metal clashing against metal. A familiar voice spoke: “Stand down, Mihawk.”

Opening her eyes, her blurry vision saw Smoker standing over her body, his jitte raised and covered in glossy black Haki, blocking Mihawk’s attack.

Mihawk looked shocked, something she didn’t think she’d ever seen from him.

“I said stand down,” Smoker said, his voice lower and more gravelly than usual, and his dark eyes boring into Mihawk’s golden ones.

Mihawk stepped back, bringing Yoru with him. The Warlord watched as Smoker turned and knelt down at Ruby’s side. “Hey, baby,” he said, lifting her head to rest in his lap. “It’s okay, you’re gonna be okay.”

“Smoker…” she said weakly. “You shouldn’t have…we’re…”

“Shh, don’t worry about it,” he replied. “I couldn’t watch you die, Ruby. I thought I could do this, but I couldn’t.” Smoker looked around the battlefield. A pirate he didn’t recognize was running by. “Hey!” he called out to him.

The pirate stopped and looked around, his gaze settling on the scene before him as he walked cautiously over. Smoker lifted Ruby into his arms and brought her to the pirate. “She needs medical attention or she’ll die. Get her to safety as soon as you can. And find the Phoenix.”

The pirate looked from Smoker, to Ruby, to Mihawk and back again. “Is this some kinda trick?” he asked. “Why would a Marine want to save a pirate?”

“It’s not a fucking trick,” Smoker growled, “Just take her and get her to safety. Please.”

The pirate looked to Mihawk. “You heard the man. Take her and go.”

Satisfied, the pirate took Ruby from Smoker’s arms and began running to one of the allied ships. Smoker watched them go until they were no longer visible.

“A pirate and a Marine, huh?” Mihawk drawled from behind him. “I never would have thought a relationship like that would work.”

Smoker lit a cigar. He hoped Ruby would get to safety in time. He hoped he wasn’t seen by anyone important. He hoped he wouldn’t end the day with no job and no girlfriend. But it was out of his hands now, and he didn’t regret it.

Smoker took a puff from the cigar, letting the smoke waft and disappear into the air. “It didn’t.”

Previous - Chapter 4: Confession, Part 2

#op smoker x reader #one piece smoker #captain smoker #vice admiral smoker #one piece x reader

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sichore · 2 months

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23,13, and/or 16 for Magjam? :O

13. What is something they find hot about their S/O?

Jimi is naturally anxious and withdrawn. So when she's in a situation where she shows some serious backbone and speaks with assurance, Magnus thinks it's the hottest fucking thing. Usually it's something to do with Nairi, like talking to a teacher; Jimi came along to a PTA meeting once and Magnus was basically a whistling tea kettle by the time they got back to the truck. Same applies when Jimi's talking about a subject she's knowledgeable about.

Physically, it's her body in general. Jimi doesn't find herself that attractive due to her depression and not feeling she gained weight in a “cute” way. To Magnus’ tall ass, she's insanely small and squishy and uhhhh breedable. He'd slurp her straight off the bone if she'd let him LMAO

On Jimi's end, Magnus’ laid-back demeanor really gets her going. It makes for even more of a stark contrast to his dry humor or when he's going off on a humorous tirade, like the turmeric story. But usually, he's so chill and moves about like he's flowing, and it's really hard not to climb all over him when he's spread out along the couch.

Physically – all his body hair. Oh my god she wants that all against her and thinks about it uhhhhh a lot. Like why the hell does he go around without a shirt so much? Fine for no GATdamn reason.

16. Who is the better caretaker? Does their S/O like being taken care of?

They're both a bit stubborn about being taken care of due to mainly having to take care of themselves, but Magnus wins out by a margin. He's raised a daughter who went through two illnesses as an infant, so little else phases him and he stays much more calm. He can pick up more easily on the things Jimi would neglect and take care of it without having to be asked.

Jimi, while a nurturer by nature, can be fussy or even detached about it. With Magnus and Nairi in particular, she always has this fear of overstepping her place. Despite the fact that she's been asked to be in their company, Jimi feels she could get too deep too fast; like it's not right for her to think of herself as a stand-in mother or partner. She just overthinks it, and her anxiety can set off Magnus in the sense that he'll want to help her, and then they fuss because he needs to rest.

23. Who said “I love you” first?

Jimi said it first, after several years of knowing each other. Jimi said it first, after impossible trials were conquered, the biggest one being fear. Jimi said it, again and again, that she loves Magnus as a friend, as a lover, as everything in between and beyond.

OC Relationships Asks

#metalocalypse #magnus hammersmith #jamila calabash #mtl oc #magjam #ask meme

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winns-stuff · 1 year

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LO APPRECIATION:

Okay, sadly I don’t have much information on this being and I’m not sure what to call them since she was a side character but y’all remember that cat banker that Hades intimidated for doing her job? Yeah, we’re celebrating her today. Let’s all clap because she deserves so much respect.

What’s insane to me is that she got mistreated by Hades at work during his so called “love arc” and yet no one bats an eye? Now imagine if this was Demeter everyone would be so fucking pissed. The blatant hypocrisy of it all is infuriating to me because I’m tired of this “let’s hold this character accountable but ignore the character who does worser shit!!” like no, if you’re really about holding characters accountable I expect there to be no biases or anything because Hades has been the absolute biggest menace in this whole comic and it needs to be addressed or else I’ll uproot myself and I don’t even know how to do it or what that means.

My thing with this interaction is that it was so disgusting. That whole episode made me want to rip out my spleen, how the hell are you going to get mad at that lady for following basic bank orders? She asks for Persephone’s ID and instead of just going to get her one Hades gets fucking furious are you serious? Why does everyone just look the other way with that? The fact that the employees are terrified of him coming and have to prepare themselves for his attitude is completely and utterly wretched. Like this isn’t the first time Hades has gone out of his way to abuse his powers just for Persephone’s sake, and I think it’s fucking ridiculous. Don’t you think she’ll need an ID to interact with your modern and up to date world? Don’t you think she’ll need to learn things on her own because she’s going to be down there? Or does Hades just like her having the IQ of a fucking donut and likes the fact that she HAS to depend on him for regular everyday shit.

This isn’t what respect looks like folks. If I’m in a relationship with you and you feel the need to spoon feed me every bit of information and keep things from me for my sake we might as well not even be together. It’s not a relationship it’s a paternal thing that we’re trying to mark as a relationship. Think about it, Hades helps Persephone with everything, explains everything to her, lends her money, protects her, and speaks on her behalf. Who does that remind you of? A father. Hades is taking the role of a father and Persephone the child because she’s retaining all of this information from him and him only, many other people have already told her things that Hades had to dumb down for her but she only listens to Hades about it? Who else does that? A young child with their parents because they know them and they have the upmost trust with them. It’s giving Father-Daughter and I’m so upset no one calls this stuff out, it’s sick to even create something like this and market it as a romance. Romance is an art form between two souls, it’s beautiful and messy, passionate and determined, creative yet powerful. Romance is so important in literature and movies and Love is a key thing that makes us who we are, it shouldn’t be used like this.

Anyways, back to the gorgeous bank manager and her employee. I loved her design I thought it was so cute and really unique, her eyes stood out and I loved the way her outfit complimented her.. fur? Everything went well with it and she’s literally the only thing I enjoyed in that chapter cause she was so breathtaking she deserves the world and more because god… The way she was treated made me want to eat a damn tree. It was so angering cause he didn’t even have to do that at all it was unnecessary and completely immature.

I loved her little personality too, she seems like the type of person to get things done and I respect that a lot because it’s a refreshing character trait from the main cast. She also seems approachable, likable, charming, kind, encouraging, responsible, and overall wonderful. I love her and I would love to see a webtoon only starring her cause let’s be real, someone needs to guide Hades on how to be a better boss and king, and who else to do it then the queen herself? The bank manager.

Anyways, sadly that’s all I can say about her since we know so little but genuinely I’m so upset how overlooked and ignored she was in that episode. She didn’t deserve any of that for doing her job, Hades deserves to get fucking fired fuck him. Also sorry for the little rant but I was trying to refresh my memory of her and I had to sorta read the episode, update that shit gave me a migraine with how shitty he was. I’m really at my limit if I see Hades mistreat another innocent bystander literally doing nothing I might make a 20 paragraph post about how disgusting and vile I think he is because there’s no words to describe the things I wanna talk about with him. My hate for him is genuinely with the passion of a million suns, he’s terrible. Anyways, love her and her magnificent employees <3

#lo critical #anti lore olympus #anti lo #lo hades

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rockstar-pornograffitti · 2 months

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Game Of War

Erik Turner X OC, Jani Lane X OC {background}

Word Count: 1.8K

“Max, I need to ask a favour,” Roxanne asks me over the phone. Oh no. Look Roxanne is my best friend and I'm going to try my best to help her whatever it is, I just don't like it when the conversation starts with that. It usually means it's a big favour and it's been a long day.

“Yes?” I ask her hoping it's not anything too serious though I doubt it is. If it was something

“See Jani wants to invite me over to his place for dinner.” Roxanne starts, clearly there is going to be more. What does a date with her boyfriend Jani Lane have to do with me? However, I have a feeling I know where this is going. Double blind date territory.

“He and his roommate have a deal. You can't bring home a girl unless you bring one home for the other guy too.” She continued and my suspicions were right, she wanted me to go be this other guy plus one. She's once again setting me up for a blind date.

“So I was hoping you wouldn't mind being that girl.” Roxanne finishes sounding really hopeful I will say yes. There is nothing I hate more than blind dates, but I love Roxanne. I also trust that Jani wouldn't live with anyone too insane. He's a pretty normal guy compaired to a lot of sunset strip rockers.

“Fine.” I sigh, giving in. What's the worst that can happen? It's not like I'm going alone, Roxanne and Jani are gonna be there as a buffer. Plus if I don't like this guy I don't have to see him again. It's that simple.

“Thank you so much!” Roxann says sounding truly grateful and it makes it worth it to help a friend get laid. I mean that's her ultimate goal right? Going to his place to get laid?

“Of course, but you owe me,” I inform her. I mean I'm happy to help a friend but she's not getting off that easy.

“I know.” She laughs, “Just please don't put me in another metal photoshoot.”

“No promises,” I tell her because that's exactly what I plan to do with her. Hey, she's a model after all and there is nothing that captures that sleazy rocker vibe more than slutty dressed models. That's something you learn as a rock photographer.

We say our goodbyes and hang up. Then it hits me. I never thought to ask who Jani’s mysterious roommate was. Chances are it's someone I know. After all, rockers love to room with rockers, and I happen to know everyone in the strip scene. I guess I'll find out tomorrow night.

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I'm starting to think I might regret letting Roxanne talk me into this. This apartment complex looks….run down to be generous. I know I shouldn't judge and these guys are still unsigned so it's not like they have money. No one on strip does unless you're in a signed band with fame or someone's rich daughter or son. I remember when I first came here and this was all could afford, it came complete with an awful roommate too. Let's fucking hope Jani’s is better than mine was for my own sake.

Roxanne knocks on the door labelled with a tarnished 3 on the door. It's one of those complexes where you walk up to the apartments from the outside. I really hope she's got the right place. This isn't the kind of place you want to be two women alone.

The door opens to reveal Jani Lane standing there. He's got a big smile pasted on his baby face. He's clearly very happy to see Roxanne which is cute. I've met and hung out with Jani many times. Even before he started dating Roxanne I've done photos and promo for his band Warrant many times.

“Don't you look beautiful?” He smiles, complimenting Roxanne who blushes back to him. They exchange a kiss and I can already tell what kind of an evening this is going to be yuck.

Look, I'm happy she's getting loved up. I'm just not too interested in seeing it with my own eyes.

Eventually they move apart and I step into the apparent. The first thing I'm hit with is the smell of stale beer and what I can only describe as ball sweat. Holy fuck is it strong. It's even overpowering whatever Jani is cooking in the small dingy kitchen. You can so tell two men live here.

The place is surprisingly clean but I have a sneaking suspicion they cleaned up knowing they’d have female company soon. The place is one room. Kitchen tucked in the far corner, with an arched entrance to what I assume is the hall to the bedrooms and bathroom.

The dining space in front of the kitchen, which is just a table, it’s big enough for just four people. It has Mitch-matched chairs I'm sure they stole and beer bottles holding lit candles. I appreciate the effort on the candles but it's funny and fitting they are being held on beer bottles.

Next to that is the living room. It's got a well warn couch, with a shitty TV sitting on the floor across from it with a scuffed-up coffee table in between. On the coffee table is a playboy, a few warrant flyers I made, and very scraps of papers in a neat stack. Next to the TV tucked against the corner is a book case. It's got empty liquor bottles sitting on the top of it and is filled with junk none of it books.

I also notice an amp, with a guitar leaning up against it. So whoever his roommate is he must be a guitarist. I know Jani is primarily a vocalist. The wall of course has a pinup of a woman's tits out probably from the Playboy on the table.

This isn't all that bad. I've seen much worse. At least they have furniture, you can still tell two strip rockers live here though.

Surprisingly, I have yet to see my date. I'm about to ask Jani where the fuck this guy is when my date emerges from an arched entrance next or the kitchen.

I look over to see no other than Erik Turner. He's Jani’s guitarist or one of them. He's actually one of the founders of Warrant and I've known him for years. I've made lots of flyers for him and seen him play many times.

The thing is he's not the type to date, or the type you'd want to date. He's not a bad guy or anything. I mean he's been nothing but nice to me over the years, a little too nice. See the thing with Erik is this, he's a massive man whore. Sex is probably one of his hobbies. So the only dates he's going on are ones where he's trying to get a girl to bed him.

This man has flirted with me MANY MANY times and I've shot him down. I'm not into the whole one-night stand thing, plus I make it a rule to not become known as that girl. Especially since I work with rock stars, the last thing I want is for them to think I'm easy.

“Oh, I should have known,” I mumble, of course, Roxanne was being vague about it. For some reason, she and Jani have been trying to push us together I swear to god. This isn't the first time it's been just the four of us. The last time it was me and Roxanne apparently just ran into them at the movies. This is getting fucking ridiculous.

“There goes my chances of getting laid.” Erik sighs, walking over to the fridge and opening it. From here that fridge looks pretty fucking empty. That doesn't give me hope dinner is going to improve this situation much.

“You do realize those two are trying to hook us up right?” I ask him pointing over to Jani and Roxanne who are in their own world.

She's giggling along to whatever he's saying to her in a hushed tone like a schoolgirl and blushing. Yuck. Before we know it they'll be making out.

“I put two and two together,” Erik says digging out a beer from the fridge. “Want one?”

“Hell yes.” I accept his offer with open arms, I'm going to need liquor to make it through a night of those love birds.

“Catch,” Erik says, tossing me the can of beer which I catch with ease.

“Hey, love birds,” I call over to Jani and Roxanne, as I crack open the beer and take a drink. I need answers.

“Yes?” Roxanne asks me turning to look at me away from Jani.

“Why the fuck are you trying to get me and Erik to be together?” I demand, pointing over to Erik and then back at me.

“Yeah. I'd also love to know that.” Erik chimes in looking at Jani for the answer.

“You’re both single and have alot in common,” Roxanne explains.

A lot in common? In what world do I have a lot in common with Erik?

“A lot in common? What the fuck are talking about?” I ask her.

“I just mean you both hate love and have commitment issues,” Roxanne tells me, and I don't think I've ever been more offended in my life. How dare she! I mean yes I've been single for two years and shot down everyone who's tried, but that's because I've been too busy. I've been focusing on my career which is paying off.

“I don't hate love. I'm choosing to be single to focus on my career.” I inform her.

“I love, Love,” Erik says sounding as offended as I feel. This kind of surprises me I figured he could care less at this point in his life about anything besides getting laid.

“You love sex, Erik.” Jani says rolling his eyes hard, “Love and sex aren't the same thing.”

“I'm in the sexual prime of my life why would I get a girlfriend and ruin that?” Erik says making a fair point on his behalf. I will give him credit for knowing he can't be faithful and not wanting to put some girl through that.

“That's a fair point.” Jani says shrugging, “I can't argue with that.”

“What's your excuse, Max?” Roxanne asks me crossing her arms.

“It's not the time. I'm too busy.” I tell her, “When I'm ready I'll let you know.”

“Fine.” Roxanne sighs rolling her eyes. “I just don't want you to end up alone.”

“I won't.” I assure her, “I'm young I've got lots of chances yet,”

“I still think you two should give it a shot.” Roxanne says being her stubborn self. Once she gets and idea in her head it rarely leaves until the idea has become a reality.

“Keep dreaming,” I tell her giving her a pat on the back. “That's never happening.”

“Never say never.” Roxanne shrugs, walking over to the table and making me roll my eyes.

She's not going to drop this idea, is she? This is going to be a long next couple of months, isn't it?

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Teacher Chapter 45

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“He asked if we were adopting James.” She sits grading papers beside her husband, who is doing the same.

He puts down his pen and turns to her. “Why would he even think that?”

She shrugs, still partially focused on the essays in front of her. “Because circumstances have kept us so involved, I guess,” when she realizes he has stopped marking papers, she places her on pen down, “Why? Are you thinking about it?”

His hand drums on his thigh. She knows it means he is thinking and gives him a moment. “No, I mean, she might keep him. Besides, it would be crazy to consider it, a bit beyond the teacher/ student relationship, eh?”

It wasn’t a no. “We are still newlyweds figuring things out. It makes no sense.” She wasn’t saying no either. They look at each other and smile.

“We’re insane.”

“This whole thing has been a whirlwind. From meeting, dating, marrying.” She takes his hand, the one not dancing on his thigh.

“So, you are saying parenting should be as well?”

“Summer break is coming up. Were we…”

“It would be the perfect time.” He completes.

“But we were to be preparing to move back?”

“Maybe be a bit late?”

She is torn between laughs and tears. It is a crazy idea. But it brings a deep sense of peace to her. Does that mean it is right?

“She may choose to keep him?”

“Aye, but she may be hesitant to make that choice because she fears who he will go to.”

“Do we just come out and ask? I mean, what is the proper way to do this?”

His finger starts moving again. “Talk to her parents?”

She nods. Just like that, they decide to adopt, if they can.

The next day, he calls the Kelly’s. Kelli-Anne is scheduled to be released from the hospital that day.

“Mr. Fraser, thank you for all you have done, you and your wife, to help my daughter out.”

“There is another thing, okay, this may sound crazy but, we discussed it last night. If they are giving the baby up, we would love to adopt him.” He tells her father.

The other man gets quiet. Then replies, “Seriously! She knows that it is better for James to be with a family, a mom and dad. She just wasn’t comfortable giving him to strangers. You guys would be… But are you sure? This goes way beyond helping a student. I mean…”

“I know what you mean. We both feel a bond with him. Not that we want to take a child from his mom, if…”

“Come speak to her. “

They arrive at the hospital forty-five minutes later. Kelli-Anne holds James. Her parents are in the room. There is no sign of Derrick.

Her shiny eyes meet theirs. “I love him. I never knew I could love someone so much. That is why I need to let him go. I can’t give him what he needs. Derrick, he left and hasn’t returned since I told him he wasn’t getting his last name. James is just a trophy for him, something to brag about. He won’t be no type of father,” she swallows back the tears that fill her throat, “If you are serious about wanting to adopt him, you can.”

She kisses her baby’s face. Then she holds him out towards Claire. Her own eyes full of tears, she takes him.

“One thing,” Kelli-Anne ‘s mom says, “If you could keep the names, James and Kelly?”

“James Kelly Fraser.” Claire softly pronounces, “that is actually perfect.”

“If you wouldn’t mind, I would like to know how he is doing?”

Jamie turns to Kelli-Anne. “We would be happy to send you pictures and updates.”

“An open adoption,” her dad says, “thank you. I know we would be more comfortable with that.”

The social worker is happy to hear the decision Kelli-Anne made. Paperwork is drawn up. Derrick is contacted. There is a worry that he might balk at signing the papers. He surprises them.

“This is right. I can’t be no father. Mr. Fraser, I know you will be good at it. If is best for the kid.” He signs and leaves. He doesn’t hold or even look at the baby.

“They have three months to change their minds,” this social worker is saying, “you can’t take the baby out of the country until after that time. A perfunctory home check will be done, a background check on both you. As this is a private adoption and you are both responsible adults in good careers, there should be no issues. Someone will be out tomorrow. Give you time to gather baby gear. Congratulations, it’s a boy.”

“We can just leave with him?”

“He needs a car seat, but yes.” She smiles at Claire, “You will do fine, mama.”

How do you thank someone for the gift of a child? They say the words, hug them. Kelli-Anne and her parents hold James one more time. The hospital brings up a car seat. “A gift for all new parents “ it is explained. A diaper bag full of tiny diapers and formula, and bottles, goes over Jamie’s shoulder. James is strapped into the car seat.

They walk out.

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Say you love me (Neteyam X OC!Na’vi) Chapter 11

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pairing(Neteyam X Original Metkayina Female Character)

Synopsis: follow Luaewe as her world literally gets turned upside down with new na’vi joining her village. Never having to face many obstacles besides finding her way back home. How will she be able to handle the constant jealousy she's faced with and an unwanted love triangle.

Disclaimer: All characters in this fic have been aged up for the convenience of storytelling and to match the aging system up with both Pandora and Earth

AGES OC Luaewe- 22 Neteyam-23 Kiri-23 Lo'ak-21 Tuktirey-10 Ao'nung-23 Tsireya-21

The ride back was torture every second Neteyam was cursing from Luaewe’s scent increasing and her temperature rising.

He jumped off his ikran with her wrapped around his body and practically ran to her mauri. He knocked on the wood framing repeatedly until Somiikor answered.

She came out with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders and a confused face at who could be knocking. But her eyes widened once she saw her daughter wrapped around Neteyam.

“ her heat is coming fast…I had to bring her back.” She looked at him with a surprised face but she was thankful her daughters' words were true from earlier. “ come on you can put her-“

“ I’m sorry ma’am I can’t do that this is the farthest I will go I-I can’t-“ she hushed him and began to pry her daughter off of him. But Luaewe refused holding onto him tighter.

“ Ma Oare be a good girl and let me go,” Neteyam whispered with a stern voice yet comforting voice. She reluctantly loosened her grip but a slew of whines left her mouth as she was lowered Down. The absent heat, the scent, the touch of the one she wanted so much. But was it her or her heat?

“ I’ll have my sister drop off one of my blankets” he cleared his throat as his eyes glanced at his future mate walking into her home. “ that should help.” Somiikor nodded her head letting a small thank you leave her mouth. He nodded his head and gave Luaewe one last look before walking away. He knew if he stayed there longer he would slowly lose control and that's what he didn't want.

As he entered his shared mauri he let out a shuttered breath rushing to his room to grab the necessities for a bath and the blanket he promised to have dropped off. “ gosh what happened to you I thought you were supposed to be with your girl?” Lo’ak asked with a raised brow. Neteyam hissed annoyed with the questions he was being asked.

“I had to leave.” Neteyam rushed over to his sisters' room and lightly tapped her foot only getting a groan in response. He shook Kiri vigorously this was urgent and he couldn't do it. “ what do you want? Do you know how late it is and you're waking me up!” Kiri said while sitting up.

“ if it wasn't important I would have never woken you up! Now please Kiri bring this to Lueaewe’s home!” she looked at him with a raised brow that was slowly turning into her showing anger.

“Are you serious?! You woke me up to give her a bal-”

“ for fucks sakes Kiri she's in heat and I can’t give this to her and she needs it! So please this is all I ask of you.” Neteyam hadn’t meant for his voice to come out as harsh as it did but he was losing patients. The scent of Lueaewe’s heat was lingering on him and slowly driving him into insanity.

Kiri let out a sigh taking the blanket and walking past him. “ ah so that's why you came back” Lo’ak snickered “You should've just fucked her.”

Neteyam snapped his head around clenching his jaw. “Brother I advise you to keep your mouth shut before I say or do something I might regret,” Neteyam said storming past Lo’ak he needed to get her scent off of him and his brother's pestering words weren’t making him feel better.

The warm water settled some of his nerves as he walked deeper into the river. ‘ I should be fine my rut isn’t for another month or so…’ he thought as he squeezed the plant that released soap.

He reluctantly sat down on one of the submerged rocks only to let an annoyed groan leave his mouth once he felt his dick twitch begging to be touched.

“ her heat just had to come today huh?” But regardless of Luaewaes heat his attraction to her was undoubtedly off the scale. From the way she talked even if she was vexed with him, to the way her lip curled as she smiled.

Innocent things like that but his mind quickly filled with memories of her. The way her top clung to her plump breast, her ridiculous curves, how round and fat her ass was. He couldn’t understand how her loincloth didn’t get swallowed up with all that movement back there. He could only imagine how fat her puss-

“ come on man!” Neteyam practically shouted to himself. He shook his head trying to get the tempting thoughts out of his head. “ She's not some piece of meat, she is your potential mate!”

But there was nothing wrong with self-pleasure everyone did it. ‘ I should just find some cold water and go to bed!’ But the image of Luaewe grinding on him refused to leave.

His hand slowly gravitated to the thick base of his dick. Gripping it with so much desire wishing it was Luaewe wrapped around him. “ F-fuck I wish I could be inside you right now!” He craved her warm soft skin, to be touched by her delicate fingers.

He quickened his pace pumping into his hand aggressively as the intimate thoughts ran through his head. How he wished it was her pussy he was pumping into instead of his hand, he looked down at the swollen head and cursed at the sight of pre cum gushing out of his dick.

He let his head hang back taking in the pleasure from the precum spread along his shaft. Picking up his pace and tightening his grip, he bucked his hips into his hands. It was as if he was a teenage Na’vi again. “ shhhit what the fuck!” his abdomen tightened as the orgasm ripped through him suddenly. His dick twitched with aggression as the cum shot out onto his chest almost going over his shoulder.

He shook his head letting out a breathy chuckle not believing what just happened. Quickly he dipped himself back into the water and washed off the evidence

The sound of a man scoffing pulled Neteyam out of his orgasmic high state he swiftly turned around ready to confront the man that had snuck up on him. “you're a fucking joke.” The man that had been bugging Luaewe had appeared in front of him. “ letting your supposed mate deal with their heat alone.”

Neteyam furrowed his brows pissed that another man had mentioned his mate he slowly rose out of the water not carrying that his bare body was on display.

“ how about you mind your business.” The man scoffed and began walking towards him. “ I’m not afraid of you man that little punch didn’t do shit!”

“ no one said anything about being afraid”. Neteyam cocked his head to the side. “ what I want to know is why you were around Luaewe once again when I told you to stay away?”

“ you don’t control me buddy I go where I please and if I please to smell that delicious scent a single woman is emitting there I will go.”

Neteyam was enraged this man was a pervert getting off to the smell of his women his Luaewe! “ watch what you say” he warned not holding back on the aggressive attitude starting to boil over.

“ I don’t know man maybe I should go over there and fuck now since you’re not doing it. Huh, many put a baby in her AUGH-“ Neteyam gripped the man’s throat tightly not showing any mercy.

“ if you so much breathe near her I will make you wish Eywa spared your life!” The man prayed at Neteyams hand begging for him to release his throat and so he did but not before knocking him square in his face instantly breaking his nose.

The man cupped his face as he stumbled back. “ heed my warning because I will happily battle it out if you don’t listen.” The man looked at Neteyam shocked that he just threatened him. It was only right for him to walk away before it got worse.

“ at least I know she’s in good arms.” The sound of another voice caused Neteyam to turn around. Which gave time for the guy to run away. Neteyam let out an annoyed sigh hearing the crunching beneath the man’s feet

“ what do you want?” Neteyam asked facing Ao’nung who held a fishing net in his hands.

“Nothing I’m just surprised…at least I can sleep a night knowing the girl that slipped through my fingers is with a good man.” Neteyam raised a brow in confusion. Where was all of this coming from? He wasn’t unaware of the fact Ao’nung liked Luaewe but this was weird.

“ no offense but I don’t think you ever had a chance with her…not with the way you acted.” Ao’nung chuckled and nodded his head.

“ I suppose your right…I let jealousy blind me and even ruin the little friendship we had.” He let out a sigh and sat down. “ I don’t regret a lot of things but I would redo that day over if I could.”

He said while a somber tone.

‘ I shouldn’t even be talking to him I should just leave.’ Neteyam through while watching Ao’nung fiddle with his net. “ I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you this, but what you did that night was wrong. She told you that stuff in confidence and you started up a gossip train.” Ao’nung nodded his head listening to Neteyam go in about his wrongdoings.

“ I just want to apologize…” he said while getting up. “ especially to you and your family….truthfully this time.”

His ears lowered as Neteyam watched him with cautious eyes. “ I was immature and jealous-“

“ jealous of me from the moment we stepped foot in your clan?” He nodded his head. “ it’s stupid really I thought you were going to swoop in and take my spot…then when I saw you with Luaewe I couldn’t hold back anymore.”

“ I know I’m infamous for having an asshole personality but that- I’m not always like that I let my emotions get the best of me…” Neteyam nodded his head listening to what Ao’nung was saying.

“ I can’t trust you immediately especially after all that’s happened. And as for Luaewe, you will have to go to her personally.

One week later

“ You are fine but you will not be able to last another heat without a mate,” Ronal said while handing me a big bowl of whatever she concocted. I don’t have enough fingers to count how many times I passed out from ‘this’. “ but I presume that won’t be an issue Neteyam is courting you correct?” She asked while sitting down across from me. I nodded my head and placed the bowl down.

“ I’m sure your mother has given you this talk already but it is my duty as Tsahìk

to do it as well. It is important for you to know If you make Tsaheylu, have sex, and your mate knots you. when you do all ‘three’ the chances of you becoming with child are very high you need to remember that if you don’t plan on having babies.” She said in a serious tone.

I nodded my head and looked at her for a second so much time has passed since we last sat down and talked to each other outside of healing duties. She leaned over grabbing various things from her collection then looked at me.

“ come I need to see how my baby is doing.” I raised a brow and reluctantly shifted towards her. “ you are Tsahìk

why do you need my help?”

Ronal kissed her teeth and lightly grabbed my arm basically telling me to hurry up and stop asking questions. She laid down and pulled her beaded skirt down low enough that I can do what she needed me to do.

“ apply that oil to your hands and slowly press on the lower part of my belly.” I nodded and carefully scooped the clear oil into my hand. I didn’t know how hard it was to harvest this so I don’t want to waste a drop. I then started to feel around in the area she told me.

Was it supposed to feel like this? It was hard “What do you feel?” She asked

“ your belly is hard is it supposed to be like that?”

“ yes. Now what else do you feel?” I huffed confused by what she meant what else was I supposed to feel? Her belly is hard… I closed my eyes and continued to feel, a sudden warmth engulfed my body. It was unlike when you sit near a fire it was like a hug, a smile. The sweet scent of the melon fruit that grows In The jungle….

“ she is happy.” I opened my eyes to find Ronal looking back at me shocked. She smiled. “ but tha-“

“ I am surprised….no impressed. I had my suspicions when seeing if the baby was ok but for you to know it’s a girl with just touching…Tsireya was right.”

I shook my head vigorously. “ no it was just a guess an assumption! I’m sure I’m-“

“What did you feel?”

“ warmth like a smile and I smelled melon fruit..” she smirked and nodded her head.

“ you were not wrong you were correct. Melon fruit is a very common fruit that women eat when they are expecting a girl.”

I sat there dumbfounded so what does this mean huh? “ you’ll start training more towards being a midwife. This is a skill that must not be wasted.” She said gleefully.

I sat on the ilu with my back pressed against Neteyams chest. “ come on the best time to go is right before eclipse!”

Reya called out before diving on the ilu. She thought it was the perfect time for Neteyam and his siblings to see our most sacred spirit tree. Though they haven’t passed their trials yet over the months they’ve been here they have proven themselves to the clan. It was only right for them to experience this too.

I dismounted the ilu and turned around to face Neteyam ‘ I want you to meet my sister!’ I signed he smiled and nodded his head. The rest watched Reya as she demonstrated how to connect. She wasn’t sure if the Omatikaya had different ways.

I eagerly lifted my kuru and let the tendrils attach themselves, I instinctively closed my eyes as I was brought to her. I felt his large hand on my back as I opened my eyes he was right there with me in the jungle. He smiled and I looked around seeing if I could find her “ SISTER! I have beaten you again! If you want to train with the warriors and I you need to be able to catch up!” I gasped hearing Fualoua's voice from above. I looked up and saw her sitting on one of the branches eating a piece of fruit.

I huffed and stuck my tongue out at her. “ you and I both know that is not fair. The Warriors don't even climb trees! Get down from there you can get hurt!” she giggled and jumped down making my eyes grow wide. She appeared right in front of me and pulled me into a hug.

“ it dosen’t matter if they don't we should gain leverage where others dont- who is this?”Fualoua stepped back and looked over my shoulder I gasped and pulled Neteyam closer.

“ Oel Ngati kameie” he said while doing the hand gesture Fualoua returned the gesture but her eyes continued to observe him taking in all his detail exactly like our mom did. She looked back at me “Tsmuke… is this your mate?” she smirked and bumped against my shoulder

Before I could even speak Neteyam clears his throat. “ no but I plan on becoming her mate I’ve been courting her for a month or so now.” He said confidently I couldn't help but smirk. Fualoua nodded her head. “ hm well how do I know you are any good.”

“ Fualoua!-“ Neteyam chuckled and placed his hand on my arm causing me to stop. “ it’s ok.” He said looking at me then turning back to my sister. “ I can assure you I am a great potential mate for your sister. I’m an excellent hunter back in my clan I was the youngest na’vi to become a warrior so she never has to worry about a man lacking in the defensive department. My mother was to become the next Tsahìk before we left, and though that wouldn’t be my duty once I find a mate my grandmother made sure to spread the knowledge amongst my siblings-“

“ so what would have been your duty back in your other clan?” She rested her back against the tree and stared at him like our mother would do when she wanted to get information out of us.

“Once my father felt like it was my time I would become Olo’eyktan and my mate would become Tsahìk once my mother felt like it was right.” She hummed as her eyes bounced back and forth between us.

“ hm, you got yourself a chief's son? Father would be proud…… better than Ao’nung” She rolled her eyes and I groaned. “ can we not mention that idiot we are talking out my potential mate…so what do you think?” She gave me the straightest face, does she not like him? What will I do if she does- I raised a brow feeling a pair of arms wrapped around me.

She pulled back and smiled, Man I missed that smile. Even if you were pissed off her smile would change your mood instantly. “ he is a great option…and you!” She turned to Neteyam and jabbed his chest with her finger. “ if you break my sister's heart I’ll make sure to break every bone in your body and leave you to be eaten slowly by the crabs! You aren’t the only warrior my sister knows I will fuck you up!” She said in almost a sinister tone I wanted to stop her but Neteyam smiled and nodded his head respectfully.

“ you have my word.” He said calmly

“ you must go now your sister needs you Luaewe” I gave her a confused look but before I could ask what she meant the connection was ripped from my grasp causing my eyes to fly open.

Only to find the flora blinking violently it wasn’t until I saw Kiri shaking when I realized that is who Fualoua was talking about.

I rushed and swam to her while the other followed urgently behind. With everyone’s help we rushed her to the surface. “ what is wrong why is she like that!” Roxto asked in a worried tone as Neteyam dragged her body into the ilu.

“ go GO bring her to my mother!” Reya blurted out followed by her calling her ilu.

“ wh-what is wrong with my sister? Is she ok is she dying!” Tuk asked frantically as I approached her I connected to her ilu and told her to hold on.

I desperately wanted to answer her but I too had no clue what was going on… but I could hear her whimpers from behind me

Oh Eywa please let her be alright!

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🏡 + casey farb

this guy SUCKS. his kids should be allowed to murder him. he has 8 kids that he knows of, and his relationships with all of them are different. i think he has in the past tried to design like father's day camping trips and shit with as many as possible, but it just doesn't work out. gonna go in order of the elfbar post. and also put it under a cut bc its a long one.

starting on a strong note i do think titus is his favorite kid. and i think he like doesn't outright say it but there's some preferential treatment there. he's his perfect boy he gives off everything casey thinks he gives off, there's something insane and masculine that projects big about him. but even being loved by casey is a double edged sword, because it also comes with being most involved in his bullshit. like you're the number one kid he's going to call when he's in the holding cell, you're the one he's always trying to get involved in whatever crackpot scheme he's up to this week. in the long run, it may be better to be off his radar, but he won't shut up about how he sees so much of himself in titus (because he's a narcissist) and how proud he is of him.

karma is babygirl. she's the only daughter he's in consistent contact with, so he gets to put all of his "i'll kill any guy who tries to date you" energy into her. she probably gets away with the most with him because of that, i think he has a way higher bar for the boys, so whatever karma says goes as far as he's concerned (now perhaps whitney pulls the breaks on that. but he sure wont). again though i think it's double edged because it sure seems like he's just unilaterally more interested in the boys. which isn't fair to her. but i suppose the benefits win out here they probably have one of the more positive relationships.

i don't think he talks about jace. i think he still is not equipped to really unpack that loss. he isn't comfortable with the grief, and for that reason, he just leaves it unsaid. he kind of shuts down whenever it comes up. he disappears on the twins birthday.

i think his relationship with colson is really strained for a few reasons. first of all i don't think he knows what to do with them. they don't fit in any of the boxes casey knows: they're not a son he can place the crown of traditional farb man masculinity onto. they're not a cutie daughter he can spoil in his own fucked up way. they are in consistent contact with him, which is more than some of his kids can say, but it's more because they have a relationship with whitney that requires being around/getting along with casey. the elephant in the room though is always jace. casey's very much tried to avoid that conversation to a point where he's overlooking colson as well, even though they're separate people and colson is still here to have a relationship with.

mycah is not blood but is a farbling in that he made a huge deal about how she lived mostly with them growing up. their relationship is tumultuous: sometimes she gets to be another one of his babygirls, but there are lines she can cross where he throws the fact that he helped raise her into her face, like he didn't Have to do that etc. but i think she's just as good as dishing it back to him, and they are skilled at like having a blow out screaming at eachother fight but then they both cool down and move on. neither of them has the capacity to make it that serious.

i think he and skeeter see their relationship in different ways. casey looks at skeeter and thinks he's soft. he thinks this is a kid who needs to learn how to be a man (because who's gonna do it otherwise? his mom? his mom's lesbian lover?) so he's always made an effort to reach out and include him in things. but in my head skeeter is innocent little baby who just doesn't pick up on that as much as he could. like he's hearing the sermon and all and finds that annoying but is less upset by the fact that that's what their relationship is. kind of like a haha family can be crazy perspective when its like oh no that man is demented in some way. skeeter perhaps stop putting up with that.

mavrick really genuinely does not have many kind feelings for casey i think he's the kid who feels the most slighted/left out in the cold in his relationship with casey. multiple times in his life, i think he's tried to go no contact, and they make it a while without speaking, but casey will show up at his work or mavrick will make an effort to see one of his siblings and casey will check wind and crash. he's never let casey meet someone he was dating and he doesn't plan to start any time soon. the less this guy knows about his life the better. and i think he really does struggle with knowing that's half of him. i was joking about him sterilizing himself but ultimately i do think he's very conflicted about having biological children, because he doesn't want to look at his kids and see casey. if he does ever have a family, he wants it to be his own, and be one of the only things his dad can't taint.

the additional two known kids are both daughters (one grew up with her mom uptown. her mom told him she was pregnant and gave him a chance to be involved but eventually cut him out of their lives. they're not in touch now and none of his other kids have met her.) [the other he sees a few times a year. she's met at least his kids with whitney. she considers her step-dad more of a dad though. she calls him casey, never dad.]

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Vincenzo : Episode 2

On the list of media with the most unserious ways to use Italian should be Vincenzo 🤣 and my little chef si si si 👍

Not the little girl pinky promise as one dangles from the window ?!!!

His upper body strength goes crazy

My man Vince has 0 eye bags and I need the skin care and concealer rn

Zero personal boundaries always makes me yell kiss regardless of situation like why are your noses that close !!! Kiss 💋

lmao cutie

my dancing queen is a lawyer! slay

help why is this man talking like a villain already😂😂😂 the pauses he’s taking and the tone is funny

show me a perfect garden and I’ll dig up dirt 🥕 tell ‘em sister!

Okay that took a very dark turn suddenly I have to side eye sister

honestly I don’t see anyone leaving the gold lol. human 101 people just refuse to part with gold for some reason

they killed everybody ??? 😭

the dramatic ass screaming and ( Italian ?) loud violins in the background always sends me

no one knocks in this show 💀

he looks very good in this lighting but do not trust him dad lawyer! don’t want to see you heart broken 😔

‘sorry sunbae’ 😂

I ADORE how dramatic she is. she’s just like me fr 😭

Vincenzo Quasano. Quaso. 🥐🥐🥐

She is so pretty 😭

the restaurant owner is giving real sass 😂

the tteokbokki on his suit 😭

dancing lawyer queenie is terrifying but yeah! fight your terrible co workers

a hockey puck to the stomach, I would’ve actually died instantly

this is actually insane. I will fight this CEO with my bare hands 😭 he’s going to break his back

someone protect lawyer dad and his daughter m

I know he’s making the worst food but I really do love the chef. Look at his mittens !!! it’s another little chef puppet

how is my man running a kitchen like that 😭

strong arming someone is bad but when you threaten someone’s family and kidnap them, maybe don’t squirm with a firm shoulder hold 😍

lmao the good lawyer dad getting happy sends 😭

the firm owner’s voice is so good. like he’s so full of excitement lmaooo.

honestly she gave a pretty solid first talk, I will steal it. ‘Small wins eventually lead to great victories, let’s not work too hard if we’re not being appreciated’ solid 👍

the zombie dancing 🧟‍♂️

they give zero fucks in this building I love them 😂

the 4 bottle of makegeolli, he isn’t making it out I fear

that’s her son 😔 at least he gets to hear it from someone else. always feel weird in these plot lines tbh because even if it is one character or just one side of the story him and his mom have probably felt a lot of pain throughout these 30 odd years. and after all that time you have to make the choice of letting go and moving forward

idk if Vince is being serious rn or playing him like does he actually feel bad about the condition of the people in the building?

this is actually so real because so many people get stuck in the system simply because they do not have the resources to challenge their verdict or bail themselves out.

the good dads get to teach you how to drink I guess. In Itaewon class it was the Saeroyi’s dad and here it’s our sweet Hong Yuchan

lmaooo her bowl cut and blonde hair I love Chayoung

Not the [ominous music] tag as he looks at her pictures omg ???

Junwoo just rat them out babes !!! this is not okay. go supply this information to her dad <3

She’s so real for screaming at him. Parents will sometimes ignore your phone at the worst time lmaooo

The way he’s staring at her, this better not be we were in love or passing in love as kids lmaooo 😭✋ that trope just always finds a way into all my shows

my dramatic ass sister will be dramatic with her hands in her pockets I love her !!!

lmaooo no one will let him eat here 🤣 he has not been able to compete one meal

oh my god dad lawyer stay alive

my girl might get fired but her priorities are straight !!!

the chef with his pizza getting a slo mo shot is so precious. look at his pizzas! he could never mess that up 🍕❤️

lmaooo they’re having a slo mo stare moment and there’s just a big inflated Italian man in between them 😭

me praying that he likes her before she likes him 🙏

the theme music, an unserious show

in the last moments of the episode is when it always hits you HOW much has happened

18 more to go

#Vincenzo #episode 2 #I’m growing in Italian by the minute #the Italian in me being the chef #slay

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