#my sister’s getting married now tho and my heart is breaking for her
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Title: Flowers and Shells
[ - Cottage (Fem!reader) + Lily (Platonic yandere) + Ayato (Genshin Impact) + Chocolate brownie (Mermaid/siren au) - ] - Anon's Ask
Summary: Fairytale au: The little mermaid; Ayato lost his sister who chose to die instead of hurt her true love, in anger Ayato wanted revenge and found you.
Additional warnings/tags: child!reader, manipulation, kidnapping, dark/obsessive themes, unhealthy coping mechanisms, tell me if there is anything I missed
[ - Fairytale Picnic Event - closed ]
“Gasp mister you are so pretty!!” That was the first thing you said to that man in the water with a fishtail that looked as pretty as the jewel stones you saw the adults wear. He was also very pretty, with hair that reminded you of a clear blue sky and his eyes reminding you of a particular blue jewel.
Young, your guardian had told you many stories. Some stories of the fairies and magic but you always found the books that talked about mermaids the most fascinating. You would always beg your nanny to read you the little mermaid before you sleep as if you would never be able to sleep without even hearing the first page of the story.
Your nanny told you that mermaids were real and even if the people around you didn't believe it. You believed it!
“Hello, child.” The man smiled, chuckling as you watched his tail move under the water. “Careful now you could get fall if you lean too far into the water.”
You didn't listen, you continued to look at him in awe and fascination.
“Pretttyyy~”
"What is your name merman!" You asked at one point playing with the shells and pearls that Ayato had in his pouch. He hummed as he played with your hair adding the shells one by one so prettily placed.
"My name is Ayato, young one."
"A pretty name!" You said laughing cheerfully at him. He became your friend, when you were lonely you would go to the cave where you first meet him and wait for a little. Ayato would always come after a few minutes holding something from the ocean your small hands could not reach.
He was your friend, but he wanted your neck.
Ayato wanted revenge, he wanted revenge toward the humans that took his little sister away from the waters.
Ayaka was a child of pure heart, with such a loving and caring personality she was a treasure to the ocean kingdom loved by everyone. Yet even so Ayaka craved the world outside her reach, the place of land.
She fell in love with a boy from the outside world, a boy that she saved from a shipwreck from the storms and waves. She sacrificed her own voice in exchange for legs to be with the man she loved above ground yet that man choose to marry another instead, breaking her heart.
After Ayato found out he tried to help his sister, telling her to crave out the boy’s heart with a magical knife and splatter the blood on her legs to become a mermaid again.
To return to the sea.
However Ayaka’s kindness and loves knows no bounds when she instead sacrificed her own life so that the boy she loved would be happy with his lover, she turned into nothing but bubbles as the sun begins to rise. Leaving instead sorrow and blind anger in her brother's heart.
He wanted revenge, he wanted to give the same pain and heartache to the man who took his sister away from him. Even after years he waited, he had his people, the more stealthy of his subordinates head to the surface and gather intel and from there he found you.
You were a daughter of that man too young and naive to understand what was going on, but cheerful and curious when you meet him.
There were many times, many times that you were so close to your own death. You were just a young girl after all, younger than Ayaka when she died Ayato could easily grab you and drown you in the water. He chooses not to tho, for his aim was your dear father.
He wanted him to suffer even more.
Yet here he was holding you in his arms as you brought a basket full of flowers to make a flower crown, they were flowers that Ayato have never seen fresh only in books did he see them or the old flowers that somehow managed to get into the water one way or another by the time it was in his hands they were brown and rotting.
“This is for Ayato! I made it just for you!” you said cheerfully, holding out to him a flower crown pretty in your hands. "Thank you." He smiled as he glanced at the flower.
He was sure that if he would take this flower with him, it would not survive the waters and instead wither. It was weak, a delicate beauty yet so weak. It was funny how it reminded him of you.
Yet he let you place the flower crown on his head. His hair crowed with beautiful flowers while your hair had a crown made of coral and shells.
"We match now!"
Ayato chuckled at your cuteness patting your head in affection. He could not help himself as time passed you started to carve a part of his heart. He had grown so protective of you as he once was towards Ayaka. Your innocence reminded him so much of her... he could not help it.
He wanted her back so much that sometimes he could not live. He hated when you have to leave when his mind made up scenarios where could not reach you anymore, where you were taken away from him. He was scared he would lose someone again when he is already all alone in this world.
He wondered if the ocean queen was willing to help him out a bit. So faithful to her following most of her orders. He protected the waters from dangers and avoided many.
The queen had made a few puppets in the past and placed life within them. Surely something like bringing a child from land to the waters would be simple if not Ayato knew a few who could be of help. A few secrets and a few words would be enough.
He could make a deal with the sorcerer who Ayaka made a deal with to change her tail to legs.
Ayato would take something your father so cherished just like he took Ayaka away from the world. Ayato's hands tightened around your small wrist, flinching in pain you looked up confused.
"What is the matter Ayato?" You asked yet Ayato just shook his head.
Placing you on his lap he let you play with his arm, you were always so fond of the iridescent scales of his so he always let you touch them when he wants to keep you in his arms.
He will take you that your father treasures most.
#yandere ayato#kamisato ayato#platonic yandere#platonic#genshin scenarios#genshin imagines#genshin drabbles#genshin oneshot#genshin impact#mermaid au#genshin fanfic#genshin writing#genshin x you#genshin x reader#yandere genshin imagines#yandere genshin#tw yandere#soft yandere#yandere imagine#yandere writing
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Congratulations you have gotten me on the hating Stolas boat
Honestly I just wish they wrote the characters better because characters like Millie are really flat but has so much potential in her
But with the Stella stuff I don't think there's really anything you can do to make me like her because in my eyes at least Stolas and Stella have a mutually toxic relationship and they would both do better getting out of it and getting some fleshing out of their characters away from each other
Like if they had a proper breakup and addressed their issues then it could've been a good and interesting scene but it was just a song and then an argument for no reason
I'm a sucker for the song tho they had no business making Stolas' songs that fucking good and then making him such a shitty character
And there's such a big issue with the female characters being flat or just villains like come on do better with our girls
And through all this I still love the show
Hello m’dear welcome aboard 🏴☠️ I shall answer you in parts
Female characters 🚺: you are spitting facts and after how Seeing Stars handled Via and Loona it’s been explosively awful. I’ll always insist that Exes and Oohs should have been about Millie’s ex, her family life, develop more of her past, set the story in wrath. Even keep the inheritance and arranged marriage plot since Millie abandoned the farm, except it’s her sister being married off.
Stella 🦢: liking a character or not is completely subjective and she’s been written as a hate sink (when the writer deliberately forces hate feelings onto a character) I kindve enjoy their toxic bickering actually. ⬇️⬇️ I like them in this scene and in Seeing Stars they were also pretty funny to laugh at rather than with
But yeah in Stolas’ Pity Circus? Stella is a kindergarten level written “abuser” who is not even half as morally bankrupt as our main characters especially not stolas himself
Owl in a Cage without the guilt: Have you ever heard it slowed down?
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Now imagine him singing…slightly strained, slightly off key, passionately, breaking and voice cracking
teeming with spilled scorn and rage, filled with delusions of being led on unjustly by a temptress (but a guy)
Bring back the golden chains imagery, blitzos disgusted, offended, and terrified expressions cast into heart eyes by stolas’ red lenses (literal and figurative)
Clutching his beloved imp doll and singing to it as if it were his actual impish little plaything
Now that is a fucking thrilling villain song right there.
⬆️ A children’s movie by the way, no reason an adult series can’t handle something dark like this. And who doesn’t find the insanity and disgusting passion of Hellfire an incredible performance?
As it is Stolas Speaks is just a massive waste of potential and gaslighting of the audience, DARVO the song.
🚨 Triggering - substance abuse 🚨
And please please for the love of anything don’t show your characters taking too many pills and then also being alcoholic without at least ten warnings and disclaimers on why you should never ever do these things—are they even going to comment on how the mood altering substances effect his energy and personality? Probably not. In which case the pills are nothing more than dramatic eye candy to rip rather than tug on the heartstrings, which makes the song even more sickening for me.
#helluva boss#stolas critical#I don’t actually hate him I hate what he’s become and all the glorious villain potential we lost
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Where did the time go?||D.M
Summary: you and Draco help your daughter get ready on her wedding day
I smile as I look at my beautiful baby girl as y/n was helping our daughter with her hair
I look at the baby album of her that was sitting on her bookshelf I grab it and open it and see the first picture which is me holding my beautiful daughter when she was just born
She was so small, so fragile she came into the world quiet, gave y/n and I a heart attack until her little cries came and we both gave a sigh of relief, happy she was okay
Scorpius was pouting y/ns whole pregnancy but he was also 1 he didn't understand it, but when we brought her home he acted like he didn't care but he smiled so brightly when he held his sister
I look up at my two girls as they were chatting and Astra was smiling so brightly as y/n put the veil on her
I swear she grew up too fast so did scorpius they both did, now scorpius is married and soon going to have a kid, and now my little girl is getting married
You can say I'm not pleased still with the guy she choose, but she's happy that's all that matters. They met in Hogwarts he was 3 years older then her, but they instantly fell for each other when they met in her third year
But I mean of course I didn't like it that he's Harry potters son now potter is in my family! James Sirius Potter treats her well tho and makes her smile
So I've accepted it, even if I never have showed how much I didn't like their relationship, I never said anything. And y/n was proud of me for holding my tongue so well when I'd see Astra give him a kiss when he came to the house to see her
Y/n would just remind me how my mother didn't like her but she showed it, and tried to break me up with her so many times, didn't work. And well y/n would just tell me don't be your mother and I would hold my tongue so hard I once bit it to not say anything
And that it's stupid I only don't like him cuz Harry is his father, which I agree stupid, but I'm over it anyways,unlike my parents who don't approve of the wedding because James is a half blood. Which I don't care if he's a muggle if he makes my Astra happy I'll accept him.......eventually
But me? it's just pettiness towards his father, that I didn't have the most liking towards him, but he won me over he definitely wanted me to like him fully before he ever married Astra which I respected. But I mean Harry was the same so I don't feel bad we just didn't really show it because we loved our kids more
"Now Draco are you going to just sit there and look through that old picture album or are you going to come and help your daughter." Y/n says and I get up and walk over kissing her as I stare at my little girl, all grown up in her white wedding dress and veil. She looked like a princess well more so as she's always been one her whole life.
She's not that little baby anymore that grabbed my finger in the hospital room, she's also not that scared little 11 year old holding her school stuff as we dropped her off at the train
Begging me to not let go of her hand and stay right beside her until she leaves
No she's not she's a beautiful mature grown woman who's about to get married to the man she loves
"When you get back from your honeymoon darling me and your dad hope you'll both still come to dinner." Y/n says and we were planning on telling them there that we are giving them one of our smaller houses which are still pretty big
"Of course we'd love to." Astra says smiling excited now after her honeymoon to come for dinner now
We wanted to give them it as a wedding gift when they get back from their honeymoon
As well Scorpius has the manor we decided to gift Astra the house she always told scorpius she will convince me to put her in the will for
Scorpius always did say hey you can have it I don't need all 5 houses so he won't care
"Dad I know you never liked James but I'm glad you've accepted him it means a lot to me." Astra says and I kiss her forehead then poke her nose like I did when she was 4
She scrunches up her nose the same way she did when she was little that made me smile
"Your happiness is all I care about Astra, now please tell him I need at least 3 years before you get pregnant, I mean I don't really care but we all know scorpius will pout." I say and Astra chuckles
"Don't worry dad James is too busy with his job kids is too difficult for us I mean we live in an one bedroom apartment." She says and I nod well they better still keep this plan when we give them the house
I hand Astra a photo of her I was keeping for today, she was 6 and put on her mothers wedding dress and veil she looked like a little princess wig the big smile on her face
"You've grown up so much from this little girl, but I love you just as much." I say kissing her forehead again and she smiles and grabs my finger and boops her own nose and I smile as I boop her nose surprising her and she scrunches up her nose this time making me chuckle, I love my daughter so much
"You truly were the most beautiful baby and you are still." Y/n says and I smile at her we raised our daughter together to right here where she is going to get married and start her own married life soon and I'm so proud of the woman we raised
"We have a wedding that's waiting for the bride tho don't we? And a probably very excited James to turn you into a potter." I say noticing the time and astra nods as she chuckles and hugs me and y/n and I hold her tightly as I was just so happy shes found someone she wants to spend the rest of her life with
"Your right dad let's go." Astra says as y/n fixes her dress when she stood up off the chair
'Time flew by so quickly and I sometimes wonder where all our time went? It felt like her childhood went by so quickly now she's a grown woman getting married, and I'm so proud of the woman she's become.'
#fanfiction#harry potter fanfiction#hp fanfic#fanfic#draco malfoy#malfoy#draco lucius malfoy#dracomalfoy#malfoy family
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(Work in Project . This is just some idea of how my story will look like . I’ll basically just post some random idea or plot or stories for fun but if y’all think that it’s worth to make into a whole story , let me know )
Kaveh x Reader ( any gender )
Kaveh gets home late everyday . Little did you know that he was cheating on you back in his office . You know it for quite some time now but since you love him so much , you decided to neglect it , despite both of you being married to each other with force , for the sake of kaveh’s and your father’s company . There’s a lot more than what meets the eye…
It’s 12 AM . The door finally crack open , and a silhouette of a tall , beautiful , charming , blonde guy walk inside , which appear to be Kaveh . You get up from the couch and starts going towards Kaveh and greeted him . “Hello dear , welcome back” says you . Kaveh immediately yell at you for bothering him . It already become normal for you since everytime he went back home , he reeks of alcohol . Despite Kaveh’s aggressiveness , you tend to hold Kaveh by his arm and slowly bringing him to the bedroom . As soon as you lay him down , you saw a mark on his collar which seems to be like a kiss mark . You knew you couldn’t do anything even tho it was breaking your heart seeing the person you love , eventually cheating on you . You walked out of the room and slowly closing the door behind you . As tears were forming in your eyes , you desperately went inside the bathroom and locked yourself in . You immediately take out your cell phone and call your sister and tell her about it . You’re finally opening up . You’ve been keeping this a secret for almost 2 years now . When your sister heard about it , she was disappointed and mad , but she know she couldn’t help you since she lived so far away . The only thing she can do at the moment is to comfort you through the call . You were crying . Rivers of tears was flowing down your cheeks . Your eyes starting to get a bit red . After a few minutes , you end the call and accidentally fall asleep on the bathroom floor , due to being exhausted by crying .
The next morning .
Kaveh aggressively knocking on the bathroom door yelling out for you which seems to have been passed out for the past hours . You wake up and opened the door . Infront of the door stand Kaveh with an angry face “Are you stupid? Why the heck you were sleeping in the bathroom? Don’t you see that we have a bed , even a couch . We’re not poor . Don’t act like one . Damnit , so annoying” . He then pushes u away and went to use the bathroom . You were sitting down on the couch , wondering about whatever happen last night . It seems that you’re still heartbroken . All you know is to go to somewhere safe , that no one will be able to find you . Kaveh then walked out of the bathroom and says to you “What are you staring at? Go make me some breakfast . I’m starving” You immediately went to the kitchen and make the breakfast . After preparing everything up , you went to the dining table and serve the food . Despite whatever you’re feeling yesterday , you still giving the warmest smile towards your husband , but that moment weren’t last very long . Kaveh stood up and say “you’re taking too long . Go eat by yourself . I’m going to work . I’ll just eat with my secretary” . Kaveh then walked out of the house . It breaks you into million pieces . You sat down and just eat your breakfast with sorrows .
The End .
( I can continue more if you guys wanted to . Please do give me some idea on how to elaborate the stories if you’re kind enough <3 )
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what you think sissi was lady diana in 19th century
Hello anon! I actually already talked a bit about this in another ask, but basically no, I don't think so. However, instead of repeating why I don't agree with it, I decided to do something different: look up one of the "Sisi was like Princess Diana" articles and do a counter argument. Just for funsies.
The first article that popped up when I googled "princess diana empress elisabeth" was this one from Vanity Fair, written by Nell Scovell and published in 2015. The main purpose of the article is to boost Allison Pataki's novel about Elisabeth "The Accidental Empress" that I believe was also published around that time. All the quotes going forward are from said article.
Allison Pataki’s latest historical novel, The Accidental Empress, makes a compelling argument that Sisi (as the last Habsburg Empress was known) belongs in the exclusive clique that includes Anne Boleyn, Marie Antoinette, and Princess Diana.
First I'm gonna be extremely annoying and point out that she was the second-to-last empress of the Habsburg empire (herself being born a Wittelsbach). The last empress was Zita of Bourbon-Parma. Second, the only thing in common that those women have is that they became pop icons, but they all lived over a century apart from each other and could not have had more different lives. Well, that's my opinion at least.
“Sisi was arguably the first modern celebrity who operated on a global scale,” Pataki said on the phone recently. “She captured peoples’ hearts and imaginations the way Diana did, and yet, she’s become a footnote in history.”
I'm sorry I can't pay attention to anything else in this quote because "she's become a footnote in history" is INSANE. Like actually crazy. ELISABETH. A FOOTNOTE. ELISABETH!!! One of the most famous women in history!!!! What is she talking about!!!!!
Sorry I needed to get that out of my chest. Moving on. The article actually provides us with a side-by-side list that compares Diana, Princess of Wales and Empress Elisabeth of Austria. Let's break it down and see what parallels we got!
This one has a mistake on Diana's side, she was not royalty, she was from nobility. Elisabeth was a royal highness tho, so that is correct.
Fun fact: Elisabeth and Franz Josef did not meet at Ischl in 1853! Until some weeks ago I thought that they had met for the first time in 1848, when Ludovika went to Innsbruck with her two eldest daughters and her son Karl Theodor, to visit her sister Sophie, who was staying there with her sons to escape the unrest in Vienna (because of you know, the revolution and all that). However, I read in Mythos Kaiserin Elisabeth (run by a blogger that absolutely knows what they are talking about when it comes to Sisi) that their first meeting was in 1843, when Archduchess Sophie visited Possenhofen with Franz Josef. Elisabeth was then only five years old and Franz Josef thirteen. But yeah this comparison feels forced.
The first one is correct, but I don't see anything worth comparison: royal women tended to marry young. The second one is lowkey gross so I'm ignoring it. I don't have anything to add to the third one other than royal weddings are just Like That, again there is nothing particularly special about either of them to merit a comparison. The last one is super forced jgjgk Franz Josef had mistresses they could've put one of them there instead of Sophie lol.
Ok so I started to do this in a sort of "jaja how funny some of these comparisons are" way but that was before I read this and now I'm writing with anger. Not only this is an absolute reach because these two things are LITERALLY NOT THE SAME AT ALL, LIKE NOT EVEN SIMILAR, comparing prince An*rew, who was accused of terrible crimes and was involved with truly horrible people to Archduke Maximilian on the basis of them being "dicey" is incredibly tasteless. Also, Max did not "declare himself" emperor, he was chosen to be emperor!! There was a plebiscite!!! Ok the plebiscite was rigged but he and Charlotte didn't knew that!!! They truly thought that they were helping the Mexicans!!!
I'm skipping the next two because one can be summoned to "rich women wear jewels" and the other is about their eating disorders, wich is a sensitive subject that I rather not discuss so casually.
No you see Diana and Sisi are super similar because, hmm *rolls dice* Elton John made The Lion King theme song and hmmmm *throws dart* Johann Strauss composed waltzes! This is a totally logic comparison that makes perfect sense and it isn't a reach at all!
I... I don't get this one. Are they saying that John Travolta is like the Shah of Persia or that the Shah of Persia was like John Travolta??
I believe the first one is from an interview. The second one is a private poem Elisabeth wrote soon after she got married. These are two completely different things that should not be compared.
First one: again two different things that have nothing to do with each other at all. Second one: ok I'm not super versed in Diana lore but I'm pretty sure that she was dating Dodi right? Like it wasn't "a fling" they were a couple. And Andrassy was just Elisabeth's friend, in fact she was very proud that their relationship wasn't "poisoned by love". Third one: 19th century journalism was completely different to 20th century journalism and I don't think it should be compared. Last one: I don't recall Elisabeth being called that during her lifetime, although she did like to compare herself to Titania so maybe that's what it's refering to??
Ok we are done! I had put a disclaimer at first about how I didn't want to come off as arrogant or know it all and that this was just me joking, but the list got so stupid that I was like, "actually nevermind I want to be mean", and deleted it jgjdk. But this pretty much sums up my problem with this comparison: Diana and Elisabeth are not really that similar, so people just forces connections between them so they can title their article/video/whatever "learn all about the Diana of the 19th century!!". It's plain clickbait. And worse of all, no one mentions one of the actual connections between them: during her hunting trips in England, Elisabeth stayed at the house of the Earl Spencer, Diana's great-something-grandfather. I believe that that is more worthy to be put in the list than the ridiculous Elton John/Johann Strauss parallel.
Sorry for the rant!
#sorry I ended up being salty jgjgjk I really wanted this to be a funny answer#empress elisabeth of austria#lady diana spencer#asks
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RON LOU STORY:
The Lou house is a well know house of light magic wielders; the patriarch, Philip, married lady Sophia and had a son, Ron, who didn't inherited the magic attribute of the house, but instead the flame magic from his mother.
Ron loved more than anything else, receiving attention, from his family, from the servants (who he used to make fun for they poverty since a young age), and from everyone else they met, he was a star, and the shiniest of them all.
One day, he and his mother found out that Philip had slept with another woman and got her pregnant, her name was Evangeline, and she was a maid of their house.
She was beautiful, and despite being a peasant, she was elegant as well, had a sweet voice and a radiant smile, a wise mind and graceful moves, she had the kindness as well, something that his mother lacked. It wasn't a mistery why his father had fallen for her, but he was hurt nonetheless, or better, his mother was hurt, she kept days and nights screaming at his father and Ron couldn't stand it, she was angry at his father for something the maid did, she had to get kicked out! So he made all the possible to get her out of the house (even drinking a poison that his mother gave him to make others believe that it was Evangeline who poisoned him), but it didn't work, his father was smart, smarter than them all, and he wouldn't fall for their tricks (he had passed out for days after drinking the poison, so he doesn't know how his mother get out of hit with a marriage intact).
The maid was still working at the house, for his and his mother annoyance, alive and well, but it didn't take much time till she passed to after life, they just had to wait for the birth of his six years younger half sister, Elaine, who's birth took her mother to death.
He despised Elaine with all his heart, because, instead of abandoning her, his father thought it was a good idea to make her pass for Sophia's daughter! She wasn't at his level at all (despite having inherited the Lou's light magic attribute, something that he couldn't stand), how could his father think that she would be his sister!
Thank the goddess, his mother thought the same, she wasn't at their level to be called a Lou! But she was nonetheless. His mother made the possible to get her to at least don't eat with them, so little Elaine was excluded from her family and passed more time with the servants, even tho they still had to act as a family at social events or when they had guests.
When no one was looking, Ron would play tricks on her, pushing her, breaking her almost non existent toys, pulling her hair, everything to make her life as miserable as possible (he kept on bullying her for years).
Sadly, he won't be at home to annoy her much time anymore, because he just joined the Crimson Lion, the squad his father was in, but he wasn't sad, because his life will only get better from now on.
But what he didn't know, is that, in about six years, all his dreams of greatness will be shattered.
NOTE:
I'm not writer and English isn't my first language, still I did my best, and if I'll find the motivation I'll try to get better at writing
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Uuuugh family drama 😫
The niece's relationship has been going downhill, she's made no effort to do anything about her wedding besides answering a few questions/preferences and lately there was an event where her fiance threw her.
So my sister has tapped out, refuses to do a wedding. I mean its supposed to be in like 2.5 weeks and the spoiled brat never booked a single thing. No venue and no one to officiate.
Sissy said it was like asking someone who was morally opposed to abortion to pay for and perform the abortion. She's hated it from day 1 but wanted to support her daughter but she's hit the wall as far as how much heartache she can take over it.
Now mom and i support my sister. No one thinks niece should get married. My sister sat us down and asked us if she should stick to her guns because the whole thing breaks her heart and it may lead to niece trying to cut contact with her mother. Mom encouraged her not to back down..
But mom has been broken and weepy today because she doesnt want this. She basically feels like shes betraying the niece because "her parents supported her when she married an asshole", so. She feels obligated to help her be married. So now my sister is dealing with that. 😓 And she has older sibling trauma so she's torn about everyone's happiness.
I dont know how to help. I understand both of them. Dont agree with mom tho. My only contribution is to voice what I think is the the logical opinion, to help the other understand/cope with the other persons view..
Like i advised my sister to just let mom feel her feelings and otherwise dont worry about her. Its not something she can, nor should fix...
..But nobody ever wants that kind of advice. 8D;
#its definitely an nd thing that i play neutral party right#because i cant help it#like i have my own opinions but also i collect things from both sides before forming anything
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Meet the Bridal Party: Who’s Who!
With the wedding in three days, I figured it was about time to start talking about the Bridal Party, and who they are!
The Groom:
Ba’al is my Space Mr. Darcy. Incredibly charming and intelligent and confident - and also an asshole (affectionate). He’s a member of a species called the Goa’uld, which require a host body to live (think venom). During the crisis in which we met, I became his host for a period of several months, and since we formed an incredibly close bond.
He is my Brain Worm Parasite Man and I love him.
The Bride:
Leona Hawthorne is my Stargate: SG1 S/I, and is a universe hopper! (From here in out referred to by I/me). I'm looking for my home universe, but I've spent a lot of time on SG:1's Earth because of how close it is to home - it’s basically the same, just with some added interplanetary threats. Also the fact that my Rift Device got broken in my crash to Earth.
Ba’al has vowed to try and repair it, though and plans to come with me if/when I eventually move on. (Has superpowers and an elongated lifespan).
The Best Man/Walks me down the Aisle:
Colonel Jack O'Neill is like family to me. Not only was I his roommate for a time once I got cleared by the SGC, but we've also been through hell and back and I wouldn't want anyone else to give me away, in lieu of my family.
Not happy I'm marrying a literal parasite and also former enemy. But after Ba'al has come through in desperate situations more than once, and (helped) saved the day from the Replicators, he grudgingly accepts that maybe he's not all that bad.
Will get into Verbal and Physical battles with both of us.
The Groomsmen:
Doctor Daniel Jackson, my fav archeologist and boyfriend. Yes I am marrying Ba'al. Yes Daniel is my boyfriend. He understands that Ba'al and i literally have each other's memories and basically got our brains scrambled into each other's. Kind of hard to compete with that, even when I love them both so, so much. He ships us tho, and is bringing his girlfriend to the wedding as his plus one, and it will be very cute.
(He was dead when Ba'al proposed 💀. He came back though.)
Teal'c, alien icon, rose up against the false god ruling his people and killed him to death.
Nearly did the same to Ba'al when he went to Sg-1 for help to save me from a rival Goa’uld.
Stoic, intimidating, and the King of unexpected deadpan humor.
Colonel Cameron Mitchell is another man who saw me and was like "my sister now." He is so full of kindness and sass. Nearly died in a dogfight With aliens over Antarctica, but he's too stubborn to die.
He thinks Ba'al is hilarious actually but won't let anybody know that.
The Maid of Honor:
Colonel Samantha Carter, best astrophysicist this side of the Milky Way. Intentionally caused a star to go supernova. I have drunkenly made out with her. More than once. #galpals
Strange tension with Ba'al That has me feeling A Sort of Way sometimes.
Not afraid to deck someone for being condescending and sexist.
The Bridesmaids:
Doctor Janet Frasier! My buddy my friend my pal. Such a big heart, and so, so fierce. The reason why everyone on this list is still alive! Also the reason I go to the medbay so often (haha jk it's bc of chronic illness)
Suppose to be dead but I said Fuck That and fixed it.
(it was Ba'al that saved her but I helped)
Vala Mal'doran, compulsive liar and life of the party. Of you've earned her trust you'll have a great time. If you haven't she'll con you out of everything you own and you'll thank her for it. Decided she wants to be a better person, but don't take everything she tells you at face value, will you?
I think she thinks I'm serious about being a witch?
Honorable mention from the guest list:
General Hammond, Jacob Carter and his symbiote Selmak, Martouf and his symbiote Lanteash, Skarra, Oma, Braytac, Ryac, Cassandra, Jonas Quinn, and Anat (oc)!
Unfortunately, Supreme Commander Thor will be unable to join us due to the fact that he's a little grey alien and would break international secrecy laws were he to show himself to the members of the public that will be present.
But he has sent a nice fruit basket, and a in depth run through of the Asgard's limited knowledge of interdimensional travel.
#self shipping#oc x canon#s/i x canon#s/i x f/o#f/o#f/o tag: ba'al#wedding tag: gold roses#f/o: daniel#platonic f/o: sam#platonic f/o: jack#platonic f/o: teal'c#platonic f/o: cameron#platonic f/o: vala#platonic f/o: janet
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karasuno first years out late w/ their s/o
request: Could you write how 1st years (yachi too pls🥺) going out with their s/o late at night ?
a/n: this is such a cute little concept i --
[KARASUNO FIRST YEARS OUT LATE AT NIGHT WITH THEIR S/O]
-tsukishima, kageyama, yamaguchi, hinata, yachi
tsukishima kei.
not gonna lie, he’s often awake late at night. he’s a night owl and doesn’t mind sacrificing his sleep to watch some youtube videos
occasionally, he even goes out late at night, slipping past his parents and brother’s room and softly closing the front door with his headphones covering his ears and his hands stuffed in his pockets
so when you text him at 3am and ask if he can go out with you to the convenience store, he agrees in seconds to meet you at the halfway point between your houses
wastes no time in putting on his sneakers and a hoodie; he wants to get there quickly so that you aren’t left out by yourself
tsukishima knows there’s creeps out there, which is exactly why he jogs to the halfway point and is relieved when he’s the first one there
as soon as he sees you in the distance he fast walks to catch up to you, and slips his hand into yours
he totally brings bluetooth earbuds so that you two can listen to the same music instead of his wired headphones <3 uwu
is always on the lookout for any weirdos, and if he spots someone eyeing you up he shoots them the nastiest glare
eventually wraps his arms around your shoulder while your hand is sitll in his and its that cute little thing where your arms is across your chest holding his hand </3
pays for whatever you get at the store, ignores your complaints and tells you to shut up when you continue to insist on paying
“im trying to be a good boyfriend for once, for the love of god PLEASE shut up”
secretly takes a candid photo of you at some point in the night and sets it as his home screen -- NOT his lock screen, and when you see it he outright denies having taken it
tsukishima: you told me to take a picture of you
you: stop lying i know you’re a closet hopeless romantic
convinces you to stop at the park and eat the snacks you both got there, music still humming in your ears as the moonlight washes you both in cool tones
tsukishima when he’s alone with you is so soft -- he literally kisses your hand and temple and mutters very softly “love you”
all in all, tsukishima kei is the perfect night-owl boyfriend to go on snack-runs with
kageyama tobio.
"why would i go out right now. do you know what time it is. i have practice in the morning”
kags really out here kinda hurtin’ your feelin’s ngl boy doesn’t understand the vibes LOL
honestly you probably woke him up, he’s asleep at like ten every night (even tho he still has homework to do he just flat-out ignores it LOL)
only agrees to go out walking with you because you said he could bring his volleyball and you’d toss a few for him....and also because he’s a little worried because it’s so dark out
doesn’t walk with you to the park but meets you there LOL
he deadass has his wholeass duffel bad with the ball, two waterbottles, two towelettes, volleyball sneakers and everything
“you know,,,,we’re not playing a game, right, tobio?”
“yeah???? and??? what’s your point”
acts nonchalant but is totally having fun and is lowkey glad you asked him to go out so late because it’s cool out, there’s no one to bother him, and you just look...really good under the stars
he’s not a cheesy person but...god you just take his breath away sometimes. not that he’ll ever say that though
you ask to take a break like thirty minutes in because you are LITERALLY dying meanwhile he hasn’t even broken a sweat (”you’re already tired? maybe you should workout more” “shut UP kageyama”)
you both sit on the bench, and you’re lowkey waiting for him to reach for your hand but they’re just folded in his lap as he stares out in the nothingness of night
kageyama can’t take a hint. we know this. he’s incapable of knowing what you want unless you flat out tell him; so you have to be a very honest person
he doesn’t even really initiate skinship, not because he doesn’t want to, but just because it never really crosses his mind
plus he doesn’t feel the need to constantly show affection because he thinks it’s obvious that he likes you
despite this, he is good at spotting weird people, and he’s pretty protective of you, so you’re completely safe with him. trust him, he’ll keep you safe
all in all, have patience and stamina because kags will play volleyball with you until you pass out. also, he loves you
yamaguchi tadashi.
is in bed by 11pm but doesn’t actually go to sleep until two am because he’s scrolling through tiktok on his phone
sees your text about wanting to go out for a late night walk and maybe go through the little forest near your house and automatically sends a text that says “ill meet you at your window! can you pack some snacks? :)”
he walks all the way to your house, even if it’s more convenient to meet halfway because he wants to protect you! he’s not the strongest nor is he the most intimidating, so all he really has to offer is his presence
despite not being strong nor scary, yams literally has eagle eye. you can’t tell me that he can’t read people in a heartbeat -- he’s extremely perceptive
also texts you to not bring a jacket because he’s bringing on of his own for you !!! so sweet what the hell
he waits at your front door and when you step out he automatically pushes his volleyball jacket into your hands and he takes the bag of snacks from you and sticks out one of his hands UGH such a gentleman
lets you ramble about anything and stares at your side profile as he listens
joins in with a few quips here and there but ultimately is pretty quite and lets you speak or lets the silence cozy into the conversation
sees that there’s a guy sitting on a bench up the road and he switches places with you so that you’re further away from the stranger
also wraps a protective hand around your waist until you both are past the random dude but yams will glance behind yall every once in a while
when you two reach the mini forest he ends up taking the lead claiming that he knows a good spot
and damn, he’s right
it’s a little clearing that is illuminated solely by the moonlight and he sets the bag of snacks down beside him before sitting down himself, apologizing for not bringing a blanket that you two could sit on
pats the spot next to him so that you sit right beside him and he leans back with his hand on yours ONGMIRG
is the super cheesy type and tells you that you look really pretty and that,,,he kind of wants to kiss you
you: *experiencing heart palpitations* and you did this for what.
yamaguchi: ...because i love you?
you: *K.O*
all in all, yamaguchi is the boyfriend that completely indulges your late-night escapades <3
hinata shoyo.
is either completely fast asleep and doesn’t see your text or was awake and not planning to sleep for the next five hours, no in-between
but if he’s awake and sees your text, he agrees right away and asks where you want to meet up and what time because homeboy probably has to bike to get there AgAGAGAGA
literally doesn’t even show up in sneakers. he’s wearing sandals and shorts with a short sleeve top
“i came in my pjs”
“i see that.”
asks if you two can bike around instead because he doesn’t want to have to wheel his bike around for like an hour
he tells you to hold on tight because the bike was built for one person, and when you press against his back his warmth is literally so,,,comforting
has no sense of awareness and will scream going down a hill in the middle of a neighborhood, no fucks given
so, no, he doesn’t notice any weriod people even if there are some around
you always end up running into some weird people and you get new interesting stories every other day because let’s be honest hinata is a magnet for crazy shit and crazy people (usually crackheads)
you both just ride around as he talks about his day, usually his sister always comes up in the conversation( “she asked me to marry you the other day” “doirhgAEROIHFGRE SHOYO WHAT” “what? i told her i would. i keep my promises!”)
after like thirty minutes he begs for a break and you stop at a little 24/7 ice cream store that is run by the sweetest elderly couple
you share a sundae because you don’t want to eat too much this late at night
he plops on the bench right outside the store with his bike leaning against the metal handles, and h snuggles up to you and watches you scroll on your phone
he talks a little here and there, but for the most part, he goes quiet, and it’s during this time where you’re unaware of his gaze that he just takes his time drinking in your features in the yellow light of the lamppost
he can’t read the mood most times, but this time he does, and he stays quiet, and he thinks to himself
that he really will marry you one day
all in all, hinata gives you the impulsive young teenage experience of late night bike rides while eating his fair share of ice cream
yachi hitoka.
another either or, except this time she’s either fast asleep or stressing over homework and the nine tests she has the next day
when you ask if she can go on a walk with you she’s hesitant because she doesn’t want to get in trouble with her mom and she’s a total goody goody and terrified of doing anything reckless; but then she remembers that her mom was on a business trip and so she, very cautiously, says yes
you: good. i’m outside your door btw
yachi: i never had a choice did i
you have to meet her at her house because she’s way too scared to walk by herself at night; she might even make you factime her as you commute because she’s worried for you
jumps at every little thing, even the crows cawing make her shit herself
instictively grabs onto your sleeve and nervously look around the entire time, to the point where she doesn’t hear what you say
so you offer to go to a little cafe that’s still open and right away she nods
she’s so adorable, she bows really deeply when you two walk into the store and apologizes for it being so late
and finally, because you two are safe, she’s calm and smiling as she sips at her strawberry smoothie
awkwardly and very shyly reaches out for your hand on the table and gently lays her palm on yours
canon: yachi totally has freckles and you can’t convince me otherwise
her face is red and her freckles are just on display you can’t help but coo at her and tuck some hair behind her ear because god could she get any cuter?
you two end up staying for like a hour and a half and very shyly she asks if you could walk her home
and this time on the walk she’s not overly cautious and seems to enjoy the nighttime breeze and your hand softly clasping hers
does that cute thing where she lays her head on your shoulder or arm while you both are walking and looks up at you through her eyelashes and asks if you could give her a kiss on the cheek </3
you: stop. please. im going to die.
when you’re at her door she literally just stands there awkwardly for a few seconds before tilting her head upwards and pressing her lips to yours and then promptly running inside
video calls you three seconds afterwards to make sure you get home safely
all in all, you might need to be the impulsive one, but yachi enjoys spending late night time with you more than she admits. also please kiss her thanks
#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyuu#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x reader#tsukishima x reader#kageyama x reader#yamaguchi x reader#hinata x reader#yachi x reader#tsukishima fluff#kageyama fluff#yamaguchi fluff#hinata fluff#yachi fluff#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu karasuno#haikyuu x you#haikyuu scenarios
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Chains of a family [B.W]
Bill Weasley x Grant! reader
Chapter 1,
Chapter 2,
Chapter 3,
Chapter 4,
Chapter 5,
Chapter 6
Summary: The Weasley family have traditions about marriage and Bill has to respect them if he truly wants the reader become his wife. In the attempt to respect his family wishes the weasleys have to visit reader’s grandparent Tim Grant who has a lot of things to say
Word count: 5K TOO LONG I’M SO SORRY
Warnings: none(?
A/N: Hey! part 6 of this thing. I’m so sorry to update this late but it was a complicated chapter and the longest so far. I’ll try to make small chapters from now on and the wedding is aproching, you guys!! i’m sooo excited to publish that part but we have to wait a little more for that.
So, as i’ve said in the last chapter, i changed some things from de canon like Bill being attacked by Grayback and such. it’s just for the plot of this series ok? hope you don’t mind guys.
Anyways, like always, english not my mother language so pls let me know if somethings wrong. Enjoy!
Chapter 6: Your life is not enough
You needed a couple of weeks to fully recover, even if it meant having Bill on your back every hour and taking you away from your duties with the Order. The mission that Remus Lupin gave you had to wait until further notice, all for William's excessive concern about your wounds
The task of keeping you away was complicated, more so when the Death Eater attacks had gained strength that no one expected. The members of the order spent twenty-four hours a day on watch with no time for breaks, even Bill went three days without sleep until you, still recovering , left the room and dragged him back with you regardless of his constant complaining. Molly supported you in the decision - thank god - telling her son not to worry that the rest of the Order would keep their eyes fully opened and he could rest comfortably next to you
The drastic change in Mrs. Weasley's behavior confused you because there was no reason for it, but the relief helped make your recovery quicker and less painful. The healer who you the morning after the accident with the Death Eaters took too long to close the wound as it was a curse wound and it needed a counter spell to heal properly, but not having one, he used other tactics and Dittany to help it heal. However, the help had come too late, and the scar was a throbbing fact that stung terribly when you made the slightest move. The healer said the burning and discomfort would go away with time, but the redness would stay forever. You thought that would be the last of your problems until you got your first glimpse of the result of the attack.
It was a disastrous thing, but it could have been much worse. You sighed as you looked at your disheveled image in the bathroom mirror. You had just taken a shower and Bill was still dressing in the bedroom. You took off the robe Ginny had given you a night before, watching the scar glisten across the valley of your breasts ending above your ribs. You sighed again, if you didn't consider yourself pretty before, at that moment you felt awful.
A new figure appeared in the reflection accompanied by a bright smile. William wore his white shirt tucked into his pants, his bow tie dangling from his collar and his suspenders placed perfectly flush against his shoulders. You smiled, looking at him through the mirror.
“Getting used to your dazzling new short hair?” You asked as you noticed Bill's nervous hand run over his head for the fifth time after the shower. Bill groaned, burying his face in your neck.
“I hate this style”
“And why did you cut it off, then?”
“Mom made me," he stated, tightening his hands around your waist, "She wants me to make a good impression, and for once I wanted to please her in something”
“Wow, your mom wanting to impress my family? That's new”
“Well, not every day you get to visit Lord Voldemort's brother," you gave him a bad look, smacking his hand, "Too soon for a joke, sorry”
You shook your head, escaping from Bill's embrace putting perfume behind your ear, on your wrists and neck. You gasped when a small drop of perfume touched your wound, reddening it. Your eyes lost in the scar again, knowing that even if your dress managed to cover most of it, the initial edges would be exposed like the body of a worm crawling through your clothes. Bill discovered your discontent. He hugged you again, running his fingertips over your sore skin as he kissed your bare shoulder. Maybe you couldn't see it, but for Bill you were perfect. Not just for the way you looked, but the beautiful heart that, even if he didn't deserve it, you had given him without any qualms. You deserved to be appreciated by the rest of the world, not just by him.
“I love you. You know that, don't you?”
“Even with the scar?”
“With the scar even more. It shows how brave you are and you should be proud of it. You saved Mad-Eye”
“The others will see it”
“It's their problem, not yours. You're still the most beautiful woman in this world.
You smiled, stroking the short hair of the man behind you.
“Not as much as that”
“You're right. I stand corrected. You are the most beautiful woman in both worlds”
“William...”
“I'll help you get dressed," he said, noticing that you were blushing up to your ears. William smiled without understanding why a sweet comment could make you blush, but not the fact that he was looking at you naked from the waist up. He picked up the dress hanging on the dresser reaching over to help it over your head pulling it down gently so as not to hurt you. Then, he zipped up your back leaving a wet kiss on your neck.
Bill's false calm didn't go unnoticed by you. As you smoothed the folds of your dress you noticed the trembling in his hands and the way his feet drummed on the floor. He was playing with the zipper of your dress pulling it up and down, trying to calm his nerves
“Bill, it's not necessary to do this”
“It is!” He replied looking up. You turned to him, crossing your arms around his neck, "I want to respect the traditions, to do things right. I want to show everyone that we mean business. It's just that...”
“My grandfather scares you?”
“What? No” You raised an eyebrow “Okay, maybe a little”
“You don't need to talk to him. He'll understand”
“I want to”
You gave in to Bill's pout. A few days ago, just after he asked you to marry him, Arthur Weasley spoke to his son asking him how he would go about keeping the traditions of the family. Bill didn't seem to understand what he was referring to when his father explained that the Weasleys used to always, always, visit the bride's parents' home right after the engagement to ask for their approval. Offerings were usually brought in a show of respect and the parents in question would respond by offering dinner for the guests. Bill's eyes widened, was that a real tradition?, he didn't know, “why didn't you ever tell me about it!” he questioned his father in a shout. Arthur knew about his son's untimely ignorance, returning the accusation, “Would that have made any difference on your desire to have her as your wife?” Bill didn't have to think too hard. “Of course not!” he shouted and his father laughed, patting him on the shoulder. His son was brave and would have asked for his bride's hand even from Voldemort himself. Bill was lucky tho cause he only had to talk to the old alchemist Tim Grant.
Your grandfather was the only one in the family who seemed to be neutral in the war caused by his brother, but above all he was the person who loved you most as you had both been banished from the Grants for standing up for your own convictions. Maybe Tim wasn’t an active member of either side, however, the blood connection with his brother Tom Riddle sent shivers down the spines of those around him. The man isolated himself in the Galapagos islands dangerously close to a volcano, where he was sure his brother wouldn’t dare to look for him. The Weasleys, hearing the story from your lips didn’t understand why.
You used a portkey to get to your grandfather's house. Arthur had communicated with Tim hours earlier and the two of them managed to establish a connection undetected for the ministry thanks to the old Grant's powerful magic and his skills as an alchemist. You couldn't hide your excitement at seeing your grandfather again, which encouraged Bill's eagerness to formally introduce himself to his next.... grandfather-in-law?
“Well then, but you don't have to worry. Grandpa is a very understanding man”
“Yeah, I'm sure he is”
“Bill Weasley, who knew talking to an old man would make you so nervous?”
“Very funny” he rolled his eyes, gluing his forehead to yours “I just want him to like me, (Y/N)”
“He likes everyone”
“That doesn't make me feel any better.”
“It will when you talk to him and see there's nothing to be afraid of” You stood on your tiptoes cause even with your high heels you couldn't reach his height. You kissed his cheek, snatching a warm smile from him “He's not like the rest of my family”
“I didn't mean to imply that, I'm sorry”
“It's all right, I know you didn't mean it. Now let's go downstairs, your mother must be going crazy”
“As if she wasn't already”
You slapped his arm as you descended the stairs. You didn't want Molly to hear them and relive her recently dissipated discontent with you
The rest of the family were already near the portkey with their arms full of baskets with offerings for your grandpa and the twins carrying some strange ornaments. Bill's sister Ginny greeted you with a smile, handing one of the baskets to her older brother. Molly and Arthur approached their children, both hanging on the opposite arm dressed in their best sunday clothes to make a good impression. You smiled without waiting for Bill's mother to smile back.
After the accident at Little Whinging Molly's rudeness disappeared. Not that she accepted you with open arms, but she stopped making bad comments and avoided looking at you in a bad way. Bill didn't know what Mad-Eye said to his mother that night when he told everyone how you had saved him knowing how much he owed you, but Bill didn't understand the size of the changing till he saw his mother offer you a piece of litchi pie the night after the attack when you were recovering from the wound. It was not that big of a deal really, but it had left you with a permanent smile on your face.
It was Molly herself who had taken the initiative to encourage Bill to fulfill the family tradition. If a Grant was going to come into their home as their son's wife then she should do it the way they knew. Her first piece of advice to her son was cutting his hair to a normal length. Bill was horrified by his mother's words cause he knew she was taking advantage of the moment to make him suffer with his precious mane. He did it anyway, because there wasn't anything in the world he wouldn't do for you
It was a drastic change, but it was worth it. Molly saw your eyes sparkle at the sight of her son so changed, with his hair cut short and his beard shaved. Your fingers danced over his face appreciating the effort Molly, not yet convinced of your influence at home, had made for you. Molly stifled a smile, unaware even to herself, that you were slowly beginning to win her heart.
You touched the shuttle at the same time falling precipitously in the sand and Harry helped you up with a smile. Then you walked straight appearing in front of a huge house that was sheltered by the foothills of the bubbling volcano on the other side of the island. The twins, like the rest of the family, let out an exclamation of astonishment as Ron, harried by the huge spiders hovering in the sand, ran for the door.
The smell of freshly cooked food escaped through the cracks in the door before it was opened. The twins' eyes widened as they recognized the delicious smell of cooked prawns and coconut sauce wafting over their heads. You knocked on the door three times, then stopped and resumed the knocking four more times. The Weasleys watched you, did you have a special code to communicate with each other?
"Come in" You gave way to them closing the door behind you and sealing it with an unknown spell. Bill waited for you at the threshold as his family was already making their way to the table where a very well dressed Tim Grant was waiting for them sitting in the main chair. Bill looked at him from his position, shaking “We still have time to run away” you joked “If you're not ready...”
“I am," he said confidently.
“Okay”
You both walked toward the dining room. Tim was greeting the rest of the family enthusiastically. Bill sighed. At least Tim seemed to get along with his parents, so that was good. They all filled a seat, with Tim occupying the head and Arthur the opposite end; Molly sat on Tim's right side and you sat on Mr. Weasley's right side. The twins, Ron, Harry and Ginny took the middle seats leaving Bill the only vacant spot on Tim's left side. Bill took a breath before taking the seat and receiving a curious look from the man.
“Ah, how wonderful is to have more people to fill the empty spaces! A table this big doesn't serve any purpose unless it's fully occupied, does it? That's what I always say!”
“Don't you usually get many visitors?” asked Molly, breaking the ice. Bill felt sweat trickle down his back. Tim guffawed, patting the back of Molly's hand on the table.
“I’m afraid so. I think that is cause I'm the only one crazy enough to live near an active volcano and my family's fame doesn't help me much either, I'm generally a lonely man. Most of the time it's frustrating, but I can deal with it. You are a big family from i can see, are they all yours, Arthur?”
“Only the redheads," he replied. You recognized in his tone of voice a slight pride “The other one is...”
“Harry Potter” Tim Grant's eyes sparkled with recognition. He looked at Harry with a smile, bowing his head to him in respect. Harry did the same “I know him. He's the guy who's been giving my brother headaches”
Tim's laughter echoed through the house being followed by the twins and you cleared your throat to get his attention. Tim spotted you from across the table waving his hand dismissively.
“Grandpa, please”
“A little joke to lighten the mood, my dear, oh, are these for me?” he questioned, bringing closer the baskets offered by the Weasleys resting on the table. Bill's basket was in front of him waiting to be properly delivered, so he stood up and did as he should. Tim Grant gladly received it, complimenting the selection they had made “What a cute boy, did you see him, dear,? he's gone red!”
You let out a chuckle, nodding at your grandfather's words. Bill's face was flushed as he returned to his spot and looked down at his hands. Tim guffawed again and banged the table.
“I appreciate the gifts, Arthur, I've never been part of a tradition like this before”
“It was important for my son and the rest of us to do it, to introduce ourselves properly”
“Sure! It's what a family with honor does. I'm not surprised. No, not at all. The Weasleys were in the book of the sacred twenty-eight for a long time until they were struck off the list. Tell me, that was quite a blow, wasn't it?”
“Not so much, my family has never cared about that sort of thing”
“Of course! It never did, I could see it up close. Did you know I was friends with your grandmother, Lysandra Yaxley?”
Arthur's eyes widened.
“Really?”
“Really. My family also once belonged to the most important pureblood families until I was born, of course. Lysandra and I became friends because her family also got kicked off the list when Cedrella, your mother, married your father Septimus Weasley. Even your grandfather Arcturus was removed from the Black family tree which was an embarrassment for him being that the ancestral Black family is too proud and such. Anyway, that's part of life, right? Creating new families, bringing people together...”
“Was your family always purebloods?” Fred asked. Tim shook his head
“It was. As I mentioned, before I made my appearance in this world”
“Why?”
Tim was suddenly silent. You scanned your grandfather's face waiting for an answer. Dinner plates flew in from the kitchen and positioned themselves at each guest's place setting while a huge chocolate fountain was set up in the center accompanied by a plate overflowing with assorted fruit. The baskets took a turn and took a place on your grandpa's shelves. Tim sighed, looking at the Weasleys asking to begin dinner.
“I’m the son of a witch, but not of a pure blood wizard”
“Don't you and Lord Voldemort share the same father?”
“Harry...”
”It's all right, Molly, I can answer that” Tim rubbed his chin, thinking “I understand your concern boy, being hide here doesn't make me ignorant to what's going on out there and I know better than anyone what you're going through. You need weapons against my brother and you do well. Tom is a big threat, a very big threat indeed. You're right, Tom and I don't share a father, but that doesn't make him any less my brother.
“I think we're straying from the subject that brought us here” mentioned Arthur feeling a sudden warmth. You supported him, but Tim continued to speak
“I was the son of Merope Gaunt and Aleister Grant. My father was a famous son, grandson and great-grandson of brilliant alchemists, and unsurprisingly he was one himself. Merope Gaunt was... a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin and a Parselmouth. She had a brother named Morfin and my grandfather was Sorvolo Gaunt. My parents met when the Gaunts had just moved to Little Hangleton after their exile and needed a place to stay. They became the owners of a squalor ridden shack on the edge of town and well, my father was a young alchemist who lived near the Gaunt abode”
You sipped from your wine glass as you listened to your grandfather speak. Never, even with the rest of the family, had he ever struck such a chord as he was doing with the Weasleys. The truth was that you didn't understand why he was telling them all that, however, you weren’t interested in interrupting the story as you knew your grandfather had a purpose with him.
“Those of us who are dedicated to alchemy have never enjoyed an enviable reputation because our transmutation abilities are mostly underestimated by the things that magic in general can produce and it makes a science like alchemy reserved for muggles in their attempt to approach the power that the wizards possess. Personally I think there is something right about that, precisely cause the transmutation in the Muggle world is divided into subjects they taught in schools like chemistry or physics, but alchemy goes beyond that, it’s a connection between the wizard and the spirituality that each one possesses...” the man's gaze was lost in a place at the table, pausing the story. Harry settled back on the seat waiting for him to continue “But it's very difficult to erase the deep-rooted ideas about it, so the best is ignore that and continue doing what we believe is right. Anyway, ah! I got off topic, didn't I? Okay, okay, well my parents ended up meeting and my father fell in love with my mother as fast as my socks get cold at night, but that infatuation wasn’t well regarded by my uncle and even less by my grandfather, of course, for the fame of the alchemists at the time”
“So what happened?” you asked. Tim smiled at you, taking a bite of the rye bread on his plate.
“My mother was treated worse than a house- elf by her father and Morfin, so she decided to run away with my father to France where he had several alchemist friends who could protect them. The Gaunts might have been exiled, but they were still dangerous and to be honest I think my father was terribly afraid of uncle Morfin. They eventually made it to France, but they encountered an infamous muggle who tried to hurt my mother”
Everyone stopped eating to pay attention to Tim as he drank his third glass of wine. You thought that your grandfather wouldn't even be able to stand up by the end of the night.
“He was known as Gilles De Rais. He was a sadistic muggle who tried to become a wizard even though he wasn't born a wizard and used my father to tell him secrets of alchemy. One night they were having a conversation when my father revealed him that there were certain amounts of gold in people's bodies. Gold is a very valuable component, as you already know, so the man's greed didn’t take long to show itself and he questioned my dad how it could be obtained. My father told him that the only way to obtain the gold was by draining the blood and dividing it with a very complicated procedure, however, the gold of an ordinary adult was quite scarce. The real wealth was in the blood of children of no more than ten years old because they possessed a great amount of gold and other components that could be transmuted into riches. The muggle did so, and when he learned that my mother was a real witch, he wanted to know if golden blood ran through her veins, which would make him richer than he already was. My father refused, and decided to leave the place before he hurt us, because they knew she was already pregnant. The muggle went mad and unleashed in him a fury that spread throughout France”
The Weasley twins chorused an astonished murmur as the others moved up to the table so as not to miss a word of the story. You sent a glance at Bill as he hadn't stopped sweating and going over his words all evening.
"They wanted to go back to Little Hangleton but my uncle and grandfather were still in a rage waiting to see them arrive, so my father sent my mother alone while he found another place to stay as he could not expose her to the cold streets of France while on standby, so they had no choice but to leave her with her family avoiding revealing my existence to them. Uncle Morfin didn’t want my mother back, but my grandfather convinced him because they needed someone to take care of the house and their needs. Time passed, my father didn’t come back and I was born in the garden of the house while my mother watered the plants”
“My birth was a surprise to everyone because my mother knew how to hide me well until my father's arrival but, as that didn't happen, I couldn't stand it any longer and made my triumphant appearance on my grandfather's favorite bushes. Uncle Morfin was furious and even tried to get rid of me immediately, but my mother clung to me like a lioness.
“Really?”
“Really," he replied with a broad smile, "I think a part of her was still holding on to my father showing up at some point and getting us out of there, but again that didn't happen. Mom had to endure her brother and father's abuse for me and that's a debt I can never repay”
The whole table fell silent, thinking. Dinner continued as a heavy thunderstorm rumbled overhead, accompanying old Tim Grant's story as if it were yesterday. The man paused to eat and the others did the same with no desire to miss a word. Harry's eyes sparkled in wonder and Mr. Weasley's strong hand on yours helped to soothe your fervent anguish.
“I guess that's what mothers do, isn't it? Anyway, the years passed and I had to live under uncle Morfin's shadow and at the mercy of his growing wrath. When I turned five I started helping the market men with their chores in exchange for a couple of pounds which we had to exchange later for galleons and sickles to survive for two weeks. Mom helped bring money into the house, but it wasn't enough. Then, at seven, the Dream Messengers showed up one night telling me I was required to study at the Uagadou magical college in Africa so I couldn't refuse”
“Wait, Uagadou takes students from the age of seven?”
“Oh I see," the man settled back in his chair, wiping the corners of his lips with a napkin as he stared at Ron, "I forgot that the rest of the magical schools aren't very well known around here, are they? Well, yes, some schools take in very young students as is the case with Uagadou or the Japanese school. It depends a lot on the traditions in each region i guess, because in the African school they select only descendants of alchemists or who have had at least someone in their bloodline whose spirituality helped them to become one. It wasn't all as easy as that, of course, because each student had to pass a test before having a permanent stay, but....
“What kind of test?” Harry questioned when dinner was over and they start dessert. The twins were the first to help themselves a piece of fruit, playing with the chocolate fountain in the center of the table.
“One that only wizards with alchemist ancestry could pass, Mr. Potter. I passed the test so I had no choice but to move to the castle immediately. I didn't want to leave my mother alone, but she convinced me to do it. Going to Uagadou was a great opportunity for me and for her cause it meant I could follow in my father's footsteps” Tim's face suddenly darkened as he pushed away the overflowing plate of fruit Molly offered him. He folded his hands on the table and thought for a long moment. The twins continued to play with the chocolate fountain but a fierce look from their mother made them stop. Then Tim Grant sighed, wiping the sweat from his brow with the handkerchief on his coat “I regret that decision to this day. I could have gone to Hogwarts like any other wizard, but I suppose my ambition got the better of me. Maybe... if I hadn't left Little Hangleton she never would have met Tom Riddle”
You tensed as you felt the pressure of Mr. Weasley's hand on yours a little too tightly. One glance at the others was enough to understand the dread the name struck their nerves. You even caught a glimpse of the hiss on Molly's lips and saw the sting in Harry's scar. Tim let out a chuckle, taking another drink from his wine glass.
“My brother’s father. I didn't hear from him until a couple of years later, when my mother wrote to me saying that uncle Morfin was in Azkaban and that my grandfather had died. She didn't give me many details, however, she did very vaguely mention the presence of a muggle who was quite striking to her. For better or worse, my mother was already forgetting my father, believing that he had abandoned her or, at worst, that he had dropped dead somewhere in France. I didn't believe the same, but it was logical that she got tired of waiting. I would never have grown tired, at least not having loved the way they did”
Your gaze rolled to meet Bill's eyes as he looked back at you. He smiled at you, causing you to blush. Then you both looked back at your grandpa who was sipping a new glass of wine.
“It was a couple more years before I stopped hearing from my family. Mom never wrote again and with uncle Morfin in Azkaban there was nothing that could be done. When I was eleven i returned to Little Hangleton only to find that my mother had married Tom Riddle, got pregnant and he had thrown her out on the street like a dog. She was left with nothing, unable to return to her father’s old house, and was forced to wander in the streets for months, until one rainy december night she went into labor in the middle of an alley. I helped her as much as I could, dragged her to the door of an orphanage where my mother no longer even had the strength to save the three of us. She had her wand in her hand, but she never used it. She gave up in front of me, the baby was born and asked me to name him after his father. She put him in my arms, the door of the orphanage opened, but mother had already died”
“Grandpa-”
“As you can understand, it's kind of hard for me to remember all that," Tim Grant's reddened eyes closed, choking back tears, "I was just a little kid taking care of a baby and I didn't do my best job of raising him. I was upset with my mother for a long time after she died, but I don't judge her now. After living an almost totally miserable life, my mother had no hope and not enough courage to make her want to keep trying, even for the sake of her newborn son. That decision had a considerably negative impact on Tom's psyche as he was growing up I suppose cause I had to go back to school and I couldn't take him with me, I would have! Of course I would have. I tried, but Tom wasn’t descended from any alchemist and there was nothing I could do about that. I tried, Merlin knows I did. I felt the need to leave him in that orphanage. I visited him whenever I could. For a year I went back and forth from continent to continent to see him, but that wasn't enough for Tom to grow up feeling loved. Orphanage life is hard, dear friends, we shouldn’t judge others too harshly, much less a lonely mother” Tim Grant's irritated eyes were fixed on Harry, reflecting deep pain “She was weakened by her long suffering and she never had Lily Evans’ courage. Everyone sacrifices for those they love in different ways, and my mother did it in her own way”
“Why didn't you ever talk about this?” you asked from across the table. Everyone looked at you “when dad asked you so-”
“Your father didn't need any more reasons to support Tom's follies” Tim shook his head “My brother is a very convincing person not only with his family members but with anyone who gets in the way of his plans. He has a very affiliated serpentine tongue, he inherited the gift of gab from our ancestors and your father grew up under his influence”
“We're very sorry for what you had to go through, Tim, but there's nothing that can be done about you-know-who and all that's left for us to do is to fight him”
“I understand, Arthur, but that doesn't stop me from blame myself. I did what I could, but an eleven-year-old can't take the place of his parents. When I graduated from school and wanted to take care of him Tom was already at Hogwarts and completely disappeared from everyone's eye," he lamented, scrunching his eyelids together, "That was the last time I saw him as the real Tom and not the ghastly grayish mass he is now”
The twins and Ron laughed at the comment and were immediately silenced by their father. Tim scrunched up his eyes, took a breath and let out a laugh looking around the room.
“Well, enough whining, that's not what you guys are here for, is it?” Bill, that had kept silent, denied when the man turned to see him, "What's done is done, and lamenting won't do any good, but I hope that what I've just told you will help you to see Tom's human side if he still has it, which I doubt it very much”
“Thank you, sir”
“You're welcome, Harry, dear, well? What was you wanted to tell me, my boy?”
Tim Grant turned his full body towards Bill, almost climbing up on the table fixing his huge opaque eyes on Bill's. Bill held his gaze noticing that the man was drunk since the beginning of the evening. He looked to you for help, but you were too busy watching Mrs. Weasley's reaction to hearing the reason for your visit.
“Come on, boy, don't be shy”
“I... well, I wanted to-”
“Oh, Arthur, your son is so cute!” he shouted as he squeezed Bill's cheeks. His brothers and Harry laughed and even Molly hid a mischievous smile by putting a piece of apricot in her mouth “Poor frightened boy. But, come on! I'm not going to make it harder for you, I know you're here to ask for my granddaughter's hand in marriage, aren't you?”
“Yes, that's right, sir”
“Well, that's a great gesture of you, but this is a job for (Y/N)’s parents”
“It is, but you understand that under such circumstances we couldn't pay a courtesy visit to the Death Eaters," Arthur interjected with an amused smile.
“Indeed”
“So...”.
“So..." repeated Tim. You sighed, "You love my granddaughter?
“Yes, sir”
“How much?”
“A lot”
“Are you going to protect her, take care of her, and love her?”
“With my life, sir”
“Your life is not enough for me, William” Tim smiled at him, tapping Bill's chin with one of his fingers “My granddaughter is still a Grant, descended from very powerful wizards. My hand will not tremble to revenge the suffering you put her through, am i being clear?”
“Y-yes, sir. Crystal clear”
“Good boy," he replied, patting his cheek. Then he turned to Molly, took her hand and kissed the back of it, giving her a beautiful smile. The woman blushed, but it didn't last long because the man turned to her husband and bowed his head in respect. Arthur pressed your hand on the table and also kissed the back of your hand, making a promise “Well, then. Arthur, your son has my blessing to marry my granddaughter”
Mr. Weasley raised his glass, offering it to Tim.
“Thank you, Tim. We promise to take care for (Y/N) as a member of our family”
“I hope so." The man rested his chin on his hands, watching the huge smile form on your lips and kissing Arthur's cheek. He turned to Molly lightly patting her shoulder offering her a sweet roll which she accepted with a giggle “It's nice to see you accepting my (Y/N) so well” Molly wrinkled her nose “Since who she is and coming from a family as complicated as ours...it was hard for me to believe that someone from the outside could fall in love with her someday. I always knew my little girl was different from everyone” Tim's brown irises clouded over. Molly fell silent “You could put her in a basket of rotten apples and she'd make them blossom, so I'm glad to hear you've taken her in as one of yours. Being a Grant is a very complicated task, i never had a problem with people speaking shit about me, i was never ashamed to be recognized as Lord Voldemort's brother, but my yoke should not fall on my granddaughter” Molly Weasley listened carefully “I have always been a faithful supporter of being judged individually and not by the others actions, that would be like punishing children for their parents mistakes, wouldn't it? That wouldn't be fair and it wouldn't make us any less guilty than my brother, isn't that what he’s doing? Punishing Muggle-born wizards just because they weren't born under Merlin's blessing? I like you, Molly, I know you understand.
A pain in her chest made her look down, embarrassed. But then Tim lifted her chin at just the right moment for her to catch the moment her son rose from his place to walk over to you and lock you in a breath-stealing hug. Arthur was at your side watching you and then his attention focused on his wife giving her a beaming smile, the kind she hadn't seen in a long time. Even the rest of their children had joined in the celebration and Harry rose to congratulate you while you and Bill happily sealed your engagement with a kiss. Tim moved Molly's chin towards him, their gazes colliding.
“Yes," Molly whispered, "I understand.
“Good” Tim let out a laugh, pulling away from Molly to toast. The woman watched you as she smiled thinly ”Then my story was useful somehow”
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Not the future you want.
summary: You don’t want kids and that’s a deal breaker for Harry, until it isn’t.
word count: 3.3k
warnings: angst, happy ending tho.
a/n: long time no see!! I missed writing for y’all SO much but lately i’ve been so busy, here’s a little something i wrote after finishing all my homework, please tell me what you think!
You can find the rest of my masterlist here.
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Y/n didn't know how they got here.
Not even ten minutes ago they were wrapped around the covers of Harry's bed after making love, both still naked and sweaty from the previous activities. Harry was showering her with kisses all over her face, paying special attention to her nose and lips. The silence that covered them was comfortable, warm.
Right now all she felt was cold, iced silence filling the room as Harry stared at her with startled eyes. Suddenly, the once safe space they had to feel comfortable being naked in front of the other, was long gone and replaced with an awkwardness in the air. Y/n pulled the covers up to her chest, sitting down on the bed as she watched Harry do the same.
"What did you say?" He said. Although he heard it the first time she said it, he wished with all his being there was some kind of misunderstanding and he got it all wrong.
"Are you upset?" She asked cautiously. "Because you sound upset."
"No, I'm... Fuck, Y/n, I'm not upset." He passed a hand through his face. "Excuse me for being a little offended you don't want kids with me."
"I don't want kids with anyone, Harry." She said, growing upset. "Don't take it personally." Y/n started to look for her clothes that currently were laying on the floor, knowing what was going to come.
"But... baby, why? wouldn't it be nice to have mini us running around?" He sounded out of breath like someone just kicked him right in the stomach. He figured he could at least try to convince her otherwise. "Imagine how cute our babies will look. They'd have your adorable nose, maybe my eyes..."
"H, I'm sorry... kids have never been in my plans, it isn't something that I want." She said slowly, not knowing how Harry will take it.
"Wouldn't you willing to at least try?"
Sighing, she shook her head. "I don't want to do that to my body. I've worked so hard to look the way I do and, honestly? Pregnancy takes a toll on you both mentally, and physically and I don't want that." Y/n got out of the bed dragging the covers with her as she grabbed her clothes and started to get dressed.
At that moment Harry didn't know that, what came out of his mouth next, would either save his relationship or end it for good. "That's so... shallow." He practically spat.
"Yeah? Try carrying a human being inside of you for nine months!"
"If I could I'd do it since you're being this selfish!"
"Am I being selfish?! Listen to yourself! I don't owe you any explanation regardless of what I want and don't want to do with my body!" She finished putting her clothes on, silently thanking herself for wearing a dress and make it easier to get dressed in between all this mess. "I am not a baby machine, Harry. I don't exist just to get pregnant and be a fucking mother. If you want a baby so badly, then find someone who does as well!"
"But I love you!" He said, not realizing he was being childish.
"Then we can get a pet! It's the same responsibility."
"I can't believe you just compared a human being to a pet, Y/N! Don't be so stupid!" He threw his hands in the air.
"I honestly don't know what you want me to tell you." Y/n crossed her arms across her chest. "I'm sorry that you feel that way but I'm not changing my mind. I understand if..."
"I need time to... think."
"H..." She tried taking a step closer to him, but he backed off.
"Leave, please."
She didn't know if that was going to be the end of their relationship, and she hoped it wasn't. However, guessing by the look on Harry's face, this was it.
//
Harry's been miserable. He thought he'd only feel like these the first months after breaking up with Y/n but as the fifth month rolled in, he realized there was no way he'd ever get her out of his head... and out of his heart.
Even though he stopped crying in the shower in month three, he was still unable to go to the same places he used to go with her, his heart hurting too much for all the memories that hit him right in the face as he walks into the coffee shop they used to go to every Friday, or the place on the park they used to sit on after buying ice cream from the lovely old man who always gave Y/n a flower. He was slowly losing his mind and everyone around him could tell exactly what was happening. He missed Y/n.
The problem was, he took way too long to realize he made a mistake, probably the most tremendous one of his entire life. He couldn't stop thinking that, if he answered those calls he declined from her, the love of his life would most likely be wrapped around a blanket in his living room, watching the notebook for the millionth time as they cuddled closer and closer to each other. She always let Harry chose the movie, despite she always knew what his choice would be and although she used to get bored at the movie, after a few times watching it with Harry, she grew to like it.
That was who she is. She's always pleasing everyone else, often growing upset when she can get the people around her what they wanted. And that included Harry. She used to put him and whatever he wanted first, always. If Harry wanted to go out, they'd go out. If he wanted to stay in, they'd stay in. And deep down, Harry knew that the reason why he lashed out at her he way he did seven months ago, it was because he knew Y/n wouldn't be able to fulfill the one dream he wanted the most. Or at least, the dream he thought he wanted the most because when his anger went down and he was able to see clearly, he realized there wasn't anything in this world he wanted more than to be with her, and that if he ever went and married another woman just to be a father, that baby wouldn't be half the love of his life, therefore nothing would be perfect and his life wouldn't be as happy as he was when he was with Y/n.
"You have to get out of bed, H." Gemma said as she opened the curtains of the bedroom, making him let out a groan. "Although you're an asshole, it hurts me to see you like this."
"Thanks for the pep talk, Gem." His words came out muffled as his face was still pressed to the pillow. The one from the side Y/N used to sleep on.
"That wasn't a pep talk, knobhead." She sat at the edge of the bed. "I'm just tired of seeing you like this, Har. You fucked up, stop mopping around and own your mistake."
"She hates me."
"She has every reason to," Harry gave her a dirty look. "but, I don't think she does. You know her, she loved you more than anything."
"Yeah, she really did." Harry's eyes filled with a new wave of tears and he choked a sob. "I was so wrong, Gem. I can't believe I yelled at her the way I did." He cried. "I had the love of my life and I made her leave." Now he sobbed.
His sister sighed. Although it was very clear who's fault was, she couldn't help but feel bad for his baby brother. Everyone could see how happy they made each other, always saying they were it for the other. And they were true. That was, of course, until Harry fucked up.
"I'm telling you this because I love you," She started. "You have to move on. It's been five months, H. You made it very clear you both wanted different things, and that's okay. But you have to accept that."
"I don't mean it anymore!"
"It doesn't matter. You meant it back then, and you're not gonna change anything staying in bed and crying all day."
"You're right." He suddenly sat up, pulling the cover off of him. "I should go see her."
"No, that's not-"
"You're a genius, Gem." Harry cupped her face and gave her an obnoxious kiss on the cheek.
"Ew!"
"I will get her back!" He jumped out of the bed and trotted to his walk-in closet, stripping out of his pajamas and into whatever pants and shirt he found. "I'll apologize and she will understand, right?"
"Baby brother, I think you're being a little too optimistic." Gemma stood up and walked towards him. "Don't be stupid, an 'I'm sorry' will not fix anything. Also, you don't even know where to find her, or how is she... or who she's with." Harry narrowed his eyes at her. "What? You have to consider all the options."
"I check her Instagram every day, she's not dating anyone."
"She can hide posts and stories from you, dumbass." She crossed her arms. "And every day? Creep."
Harry sticks his tongue out at her. "I also check her friend's profiles, believe me, she's single. And I'm gonna win her back."
"Harry," Gemma started, but he was already out of the run and running down the stairs. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"To her house!" He yelled back from the bottom of the stairs, grabbing his keys.
"Hang on, I'll take you!"
"What, really?" He stopped his tracks, turning around to face his sister.
"If you suffer from humiliation, I have to videotape it." She smirked, grabbing her purse and opening the front door.
"You're horrible."
"Chop, chop! Let's go, Romeo."
//
"I..." Hiccup. "I hate..." Hiccup. "... Men." Hiccup. "But I love you, Nolan."
"Alright, It's three in the afternoon, Y/n/n. Cut the tequila."
"What?!" She gasped. "It's never too early for tequila." She raised her finger at her best friend.
"C'mon, darling. Let's get you into the shower. Hannah should be here soon too."
"I love you guys." She said as Nolan practically carried her up the stairs and to her bedroom. "And I love Harry."
He sighed, finally entering the room, sitting Y/n on her bed where he immediately collapsed. "I know you do, sweetheart. Now, I want you in the bathroom."
She groaned, extending her hands at him. Nolan rolled his eyes but grabbed her hands to pull from her. He didn't know how she managed to get this drunk at three o'clock, but then again after five months of pretending to be okay, a breakdown was meant to happen sooner or later.
"You're the bestest friend ever."
"Mhm, repeat that when you're sober." Closing the door behind him, he helped her take her clothes off.
"Is Marcus mad at me because you left him to come here?" She asked, pouting. Marcus was Nolan's boyfriend.
"Of course not, don't be silly. He wants to take you out tonight though."
"Yes! Thousand times yes. Count. Me. In."
"What you want is your head on the toilet all night, don't you?" Y/N stepped into the shower but let out a squeal when she felt the cold water hit her skin.
"Let me out, let me out."
"Nope, we need to sober you up so you stay there." He leaned on the wall, waiting for her with a towel in his hands.
After a quick shower, Nolan wrapped her in the fluffy towel and left the room to go downstairs, he figured Y/n could handle herself for a bit while he waited for Hannah to arrive with food. He hasn't seen her this drunk since the day she and Harry broke up, so she still had a lot to let out.
There was a knock on the door and Nolan hurried to open it, thinking Hannah was finally here. To his surprise, instead of their blonde friend being there with loads of food for them to eat, Harry Styles was waiting on the other side of the door, holding the biggest bouquet of pink roses he's ever seen before.
"No, handsome. Go back to where you came from."
"C'mon, Nolan. Is she home?"
"Nope." Nolan crossed his arms, trying to look more intimidating. "She's out there, living her best life."
"Then why are you here?"
The blonde man opened his mouth then closed it again. "None of your business. Look, Harry, let it go. Do you seriously think showing up here five months after with a huge bouquet of flowers will magically fix everything?"
"I need to talk to Y/n, please. I-I messed up, okay? I was horrible to her and I know it, but I want to make it right."
He sighed. "Right now is not a good time, trust me." Harry frowned. "Do you want my advice? Move on."
With that, he closed the door on his face and returned to the living room. He was not going to allow his best friend to get her heart broken all over again over a pair of pretty eyes.
//
"When you said we'd be going out, I thought you meant to get fucked up, not to sing karaoke." Y/N said as she took a long sip of her drink, resting her cheek on her palm.
"Who says we can't do both here? Besides, I'll be fun." Marcus said.
"I don't sing, my loves. I came for the alcohol." Hannah finished her drink and stood up to walk to the bar to get another one.
"You're alcoholics, both of you."
"I call it, drown in your own sorrow."
"Cheers for that."
After a few rounds, Nolan was up serenading Marcus, completely out of key but no one cared since they were all already a little bit tipsy. Y/N was having a great time with her friends, completely forgetting the reason why she got drunk at three in the afternoon. No one knew what she did to not be hungover right now, but nonetheless, they were glad she was there having fun too.
That was until Nolan noticed Harry walk into the bar.
"Pst, Han." He whispered. "Wait ten seconds then turn around."
She did what he said. "Oh, so he did come."
"Wait, what?!" he whispered-yelled.
"I told him we'd be here." She shrugged.
"Why the hell would you do that?"
"Because they need to talk." Nolan rolled his eyes. "Cut the crap, you know I'm right. Y/n deserves an apology and Harry has one, easy peasy."
"You forgot the part where he broke her heart."
"Hey, I'm not defending him. However, they're crazy for each other and unless they talk things out, we'll have our best friend become an alcoholic."
"What are you two gossiping about?" Y/n said, returning to the table after going to the bathroom.
"About how I need another drink!" Hannah exclaimed.
"Ugh, me too. I'll go this time." She got up again.
"Wait!" Nolan grabbed her hand but Hannah kicked him under the table, making him groan.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh, yes. Can you bring me one too?"
"I got you, babes."
She walked to the bar while humming the song someone was singing up there. "Oop." Y/n tripped over her own feet but before she could fell face down on the floor, someone wrapped a hand around her forearm. "Oh, thank you..." She looked up to see the stranger who saved her and her breath hitched when she saw him. "Harry."
"Hey, love."
"What... how-? Wait, don't call me love!" She crossed her arms, annoyed.
"Y/n, wait, please. We need to talk."
"Oh, no, no. We-" She signaled the space between them. "Have nothing to talk about."
"Listen to me, please. I know you don't have to, and I know that I was horrible and behaved like a proper dick five months ago, but I want to apologize to you, I'm begging you."
She sighed. She looked into his eyes and saw a flash of hurt and regret, his hair also looked a mess and he looked like he hasn't shaved in a while. Maybe he's been feeling as bad as her. Deep down, she hoped he has.
"Five minutes, then I'm gone."
Harry wasted no time and pulled her towards the bathrooms, entering the ladies one and double-checking it was empty before locking the door. "First of all, you have no idea how much I've missed you." She opened her mouth, probably to throw a sarcastic comment but he interrupted her. "Let me finish, please. Last time I saw you... I wasn't nice, at all. I lashed out at you for no reason, honestly. You were right, I've got no say in whatever you want to do with your body. I was a brat and I was mad at... honestly, I don't know what I was mad about. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize this, but I don't need anyone else if I have you, Y/n. You're the love of my life and-" He grabbed her hands. "I love you with my whole heart. If kids isn't something you want, then we don't need it, baby."
"Harry, you don't know what you're talking about."
"Excuse me?"
"You love kids! I know you've always wanted to be a father, and you'll be a great one, one day. You deserve to have the future you've always dreamt of having." She offered him a tiny smile. "I'm not the future that you want, H."
"Y/n, listen to me, you're my dream. You, no one else."
"If we stayed together, one day you're gonna wake up and realize you missed your opportunity of having a family of your own and you're gonna hate me forever."
"Of course not." He said, offended. "How could you say that? I could never, never hate you. I'd hate my life if you weren't in it."
"We want different things. And despite me knowing that, I still walked into this relationship because I was selfish. Selfish because I thought you... you would change your mind."
"You're the most selfless person I've ever known, my love. You're not selfish, I'm an asshole. I didn't listen to you because I always want everything to be my way. But we're a team, we got each other. We don't need anything else."
At this point, Harry was ready to drop on his knees and beg for forgiveness. He was trying so hard to not start sobbing right there, but Y/n looked like she's made up her mind and he felt like his heart was breaking more and more as the minutes passed. He didn't know what else to say to convince her to be with him, and that terrified him.
"I don't know..."
"Please, give me one more chance. Please, baby."
Y/n was really trying to think this through. On one hand, she missed him more than anything, and she's been miserable these past months without her, no matter how much she tried to put on a happy face for everyone around her. On the other hand, she felt like she needed to let Harry go so he could be happy with someone else, someone who shared the same dreams and plans as him. Her blood boiled at the last part, feeling jealous of even thinking about Harry, his Harry, being with someone else.
She had him right in front of her on a silver plate, ready to rebuild their relationship because he loved her too much to let her go.
"I really missed you." She finally collapsed into his arms, holding him tightly. "And I'm so scared of losing you."
"You're not gonna lose me. Not now, not ever. You're stuck with me, okay?" He cupped her cheeks, looking at her straight in the eye. Her eyes were filled with tears but a little smile was forming on her face. "My pretty baby. I love you so so much and I'm so excited to spend my life with you."
"I love you too, I can't wait to be with you forever."
#harry styles#harry styles imagine#harry styles imagines#harry styles one shot#harry styles one shots#harry styles blurb#harry styles blurbs#harry styles fanfic#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles fic#harry styles angst#harry styles fluff#harry styles x reader#harry styles x you#harry styles x y/n
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on the subject of crackships.
in a prue lives, phoebeleo piperkyle pruecole paigeandy au (in which paige meets them in s1) how do u see it playing out and ALSO. do u see them all having kids still. this is so random i am so sorry (also i don't mean they have to be set from the get go and never get w anyone else but these would hypothetically be endgame)
i mean with phoebeleo like hard yes like in s2 when they're watching the baby at the end everyone's like phoebe ik you're gonna be a great mom you're gonna have like a million and one kids like mark my words and phoebe's real smitten about it like wow u really think you : ) i'd like to. guess i should probably find a guy first tho huh. but if that guy's already there bc it's leo and he's been here since season one i think they are easily first to have kids and first to get a full power of three the other three is definitely like another can of worms bc like.
okay so for paigeandy obvi we're starting andy's an old childhood friend of the halliwell's for the sake of cleanliness did not date any of them (if we're going messy tho dated prue hooked up once or twice with phoebe (not while dating prue, but neither of them ever mentioned it around prue bc well. yikes.) And piper had a major crush on andy for like. a decade. from ages 13 to 23) and he's a cop and does. stuff idk helps people and this lands him frequently in bed with social services which is. consistently. a pain in the ass. and he doesn't try to hold it against them bc they're clearly understaffed underpaid there's a lot to do but um jesus. and everyone in the precinct Hates having to go over there to do stuff bc you're just standing in the lobby drinking bad coffee for fifty minutes before you can even get a word in with the work and unlucky andy he drew the short straw ends up at social services and who should he meet there if not this gorgeous but really scatterbrained berkeley grad with a mouth like a sailor and a heart of gold and now um there's no need to draw straws at the station because andy straight up volunteers to go to social services just to see paige which she notices of course because like. were you jinxed or something? cursed? i've never known someone to draw the short straw so many times. and andy's like no i just um. like being hands on with my work i don't like leaving up to some dumb rookie with bad luck and paige is like oh don't worry i promise it is still being left to some dumb rookie with bad luck i mean i am right here blah blah blah banter conversation hint at a tragic backstory give it half a season and then it's official bf/gf shit and as far as charmed goes it's a prophecy about four sisters and the halliwells are like phew. dodged a bullet there lmao. until they do something only charmed ones could do and they're like Wait. Fuck. Is There A Fourth Sister Out There? so they find paige within the first hmm ten episodes or so.
so since we have both s1 phoebeleo and paigeandy i'd say they'd be on the fastest track but i feel like paige does have a lot more issues when it comes to getting married and having kids than phoebe does regardless i think by s4 they're married on track to have kids with pruecole we're doing the s3 introduction and the enemies to lovers arc we seal that with either a wedding at the very end of s4 or at the very beginning of s5 however kids is like. like they both want kids but prue has daddy issues and cole has mommy issues not to mention the charmed one/demon hybrid so they need to do some soul searching on that one. prue's probably pregnant by the end of s5 and has her baby halfway thru s6. paige may or may not have had kids at this point if they did they were kind of a whoopsies baby but she and andy r embracing it with open arms.
piperkyle imo is peak in a divorce/widower era it's been pitched like piperkyle au where he's not fucking insane piperkyle au where she's not brokenhearted piperkyle au where they're both normal happy people who then meet but like. nah. the appeal of them to me really is being the broken fucked up human being and feeling like you're kinda just gonna stay broken and fucked up bc you had your shot and you blew it so now you're here get used to it and then to have someone to meet someone who sees you so genuinely as you are that at first it's disgusting leave me alone i hate you but out of that just honest sight grows familiarity and comfort and before you even realized it happened love and jfc i'm in love with them???? but you realize that you're always happier when they're around you want to stay by their side and you don't even have to wonder if they feel the same because you just know they do because you Know each other and you don't have to wait for them to turn and run once they see who you really are because they know who you are they've known from the start saw the ugly the broken and vile and looked past that and saw the beauty and genuine love underneath like 🗣‼🗣‼🗣‼🗣‼. piperkyle consistently makes me insane. So. in order to hit this. we're bringing in dan. that's right, from season two to six (maybe just five but i'd like to have the pruecole arc wrapped up in a nice bow by the time we open up the next enemies to lovers) piper and dan give a relationship the old college try going from the honeymoon phase to the cringe failmarriage stage until it's eventually just time to call it quits like you literally can't move forward. so because of the delayed start piperkyle would def be the last to have kids but because this is a long slowburn full of character development and just like. vulnerable bonding moments i think that once they go official as a couple wedding and kids are not far off on the horizon i think if we close out a season (a hypothetical 9 or 10) with them getting together for the first time then we gotta burn some miles on the freak out denial stage because i always think that's funny that'll last half a season? maybe a third. and then by the end of the season we're looking at a wedding. by the end of the following season they def have a kid
superlatives!
most fashionable couple: pruecole
most likely to name their kids after dead relatives: piperkyle
most likely to break p tradition: paigeandy
most chill about dating a charmed one: phoebeleo (andy kyle & cole would all be way too willing to throw themselves into danger, leo trusts phoebe's foresight and knows when he needs to sit on the sidelines. it is a lesson all the other men still struggle with)
bonus round!
best bromance: 1st place: leoandy 2nd place: leocole 3rd place: colekyle
#charmed#prue x cole#piper x kyle#phoebe x leo#paige x andy#also never apologize for sending me dumb crackship things i fuckin love them!!#💌
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I hope I got this right it's kind of a mess
May I request option 3 with Oikawa please 😅
A bit about me : I'm 4'9 a bit on the chubby side with tan skin and shoulder length black hair
Personality type is ISTP. I'm quiet and awkward but once I get to know u I can't stop talking. I can be a bit lazy/introverted sometimes but if I'm with friends I know how to have fun. I seem kinda cold and distant but that coz I don't really know how to show affection, but I do care v much. I'm a ppl pleaser and tend to follow the rules so I can blend with the crowd. (I seriously need an outgoing person in my life 😐) love quiet places, bookstores, theme/water parks, reading, watching anime and frozen yoghurt. I have a vintage/kawaii? aesthetic
For the scenario : fluff with some spice at the end maybe? 👀
How about Oikawa finally having a break after volleyball season to spend with his family. He just wants to sleep in with u but the kids have other ideas so they end up going to the beach. Oiks is just being a child himself and having fun with his kids making sandcastles and swimming while u r chilling with one of the kids coz u both don't like the sun. Maybe oiks crashes a beach volleyball game just to show the random strangers how it's done 😌
Again congrats on the milestone and Thank you 😗 ily
A/N; don’t worry this is just fine! And thank you♥️
warnings; Spicy near the end~ not too much tho!
Please enjoy~
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"It's so nice to have you home after so long" you sigh cuddling into your husband's side
He had finally gotten a break from volleyball and now he could spend time with you and your kids. After marrying Oikawa things were a bit hard when it came to quality time. It was even harder after you had become pregnant. He wanted to always be with you but at the same time, he had to be at his games.
Luckily he and his team had gotten about 3 months off, the same as summer vacation. It was one of those rare days when he got to sleep in with you. No early morning jogs, or workouts, just cuddling with his favorite person.
"Yeah, it seems like the only time we cuddle is late at night when I get home but," he shuffles to face you completely "now I'm here and we can sleep all we want" he lays a hand on your waist
"mm yeah" you hum snuggling in for some more sleep
"Mama! Let's go to the beach!" your son came marching in followed by his younger sister
"Yeah, papa! Beach!"
*Sigh*, so much for rest. S/N climbs onto your side of the bed while D/N makes grabby hands to be lifted up. Oikawa lifts her with ease and onto his stomach. You lift your son to sit between you both, here was the center of both your worlds. Your son was 7 and your daughter was 4. They were both polar opposites, D/N was basically a mini Oikawa and your son took more of your attitude.
"well so much for rest..." he sighed "how does the beach sound princes?" he asked you. Ah yes and, you were stationed with him in Brazil while he was on their team. It was almost like constant summer there. Although by the time the kids would be older he wanted to go back to Japan. For now, where you were was just perfect.
"sigh...maybe some sea breeze would be nice" both your kids start to jump on the bed with cheers and smiles "Alright, alright everyone, get dressed and then some breakfast and we can head out."
They stopped quickly and ran to their rooms to grab what they wanted.
"I love how you handle them" Oikawa complimented you with a kiss on your cheek "Come on, I wanna see you in a two-piece!" he shouts down the hall going to help the kids get ready. Going into your drawer you dig through your clothes until you come across a two-piece
"Hmmm, maybe not this time--oh! I remember this one!" you said pulling out one piece from the bottom. It was your favorite color with a low cut back and winches waist. Sure bikinis we’re the race right now but this really made everyone turn their heads. Especially a certain captain ;)
Slipping into the swimsuit you ready yourself with your sandals, bag, glasses, and other necessities. Mostly things for the kids like sunblock, towels, some beach toys, hats, and so many other things. To think you used to only take sunblock and maybe a book, thing change when your a parent huh?
"where is my darling wife? We're just about--whoa there! Hy if you look that good I might drop the kids off at my sister's place" he smirked coming over to you and wrapping you in his arms "Mmm you're just too beautiful for other men to see" he whined
"Well, too bad Mr, the kids want to go to the beach, and besides we haven't gone in a while. It'll be fun, come on" you said taking his hand in your and leading him back to the kitchen. kids were fed and ready, with huge grins on their faces. Usually like walking to the beach with them since it was only about a 10-minute walk.
locking up the doors and putting on some sunblock before you left you're on your way to enjoying a nice beach day. Walking along you say hello to neighbors and store owners. Y/D/N was sat atop of your husband's shoulders, while your son held your hand skipped along the sidewalk. You love to have moments like this. Happy simple moments together.
"Look, Papa!" your daughter points to the yellow-white sand of the beach with beautiful Crystal waves crashing onto the shore. A satisfying salty smell was in the air that filled your heart with excitement.
"Come on bud" Oikawa squats down to pick up your son. He had a habit of not letting them walk in the hot sand, his way of being an "awesome dad". But he was right, it was very thoughtful of him, he even did it to you before.
After finding a good spot he put down both your kids and helps me to set up. You open up the umbrella spread out some blankets and put down your small bag where you had carried some snacks and other necessities.
"Come here kids, you need your block" they both line up so that you can spray and lotion them down. Being in Brazil the sun was much closer than in Japan. Which meant sunscreen was a must!
"You too Toru, come here." you motion with your finger. he practically skipped over to you and plopped down on his knees ready for you to lotion him up. now listen, this was a way of kind of establishing your place to other girls who were around you. Some of them would give you looks and you would just smile back as you applied sunscreen to your husband.
"You turn lovely~" grabbing the lotion he turns to you and starts to apply. Starting gently at your face, then to your shoulders, your arm, your thighs (his favorite), and your back
"Alright, who wants to get into the water?" He said excited standing up
“Me, me Papa! Me!” Your little girl was excited as ever and of course a daddy’s girl. Picking her up abs jogs over to the water, leaving giggles behind
“What about you sweetheart? You want to join your father and sister?” You ask your son and he shakes his head coming over to your side
“I’ll just stay here mama” your son was a lot like you in a way. While your husband preferred to be in the spotlight, you and he preferred to cheer him on from the sidelines. Either way, you had company now. Climbing onto your lap he lays against you as you both enjoy the salty breeze.
You always loved the smell of the ocean, the calm saltiness in the air, the subtle sounds of the waves. It was coming, a bit strange but you really enjoyed it. An even better view was watching Toru enjoy himself. He held your daughter in the air and brought her down when a gentle wave would come and hit them both.
It’s then you saw your husband‘s eyes light up like Christmas lights. He then screws over to a volleyball game puts his daughter on the sideline and begins playing with them. He didn’t know whether to laugh or scold him, or maybe both. He eventually had a ball set over to him and he spiked it over the net. Then again you knew he couldn’t help himself whenever this would happen. You can only count the number of dates on the beach where the same scenario would happen.
It ended up with him apologizing for getting sand in your eyes. About half an hour later they came back, a bit sleepy from all the energy they had just used up. Sitting under the umbrella you bring out the snacks and juices. Everyone enjoyed their favorite sandwich, and small side snacks, and favorite drink. Looking over at your phone you had seen the time went by and it was already past three in the afternoon.
After one more return to the ocean all together y’all start to pack your things and head home. Your daughter fell to sleep on Toru’s shoulder on the way back home. Just as you enter your home the cloud started to roll in. This was your favorite part about beach trips when they ended and rainy days, it just made everything so much cozier.
After putting your son and daughter into bed for their naps you make your way to the bathroom to wash off all the sand. Getting in for us to turn on the warm water and close your eyes. The warm liquid cascading down your body relaxes in your muscles, meanwhile, the thunder clapped in the background faintly. You hear the shower curtain move slightly making you look over your shoulder.
"Hey," he said softly coming closer and pulling you towards him by your middle. He loves to do this, taking a calm shower with you close to him. Nothing really sexual about it but more intimate, and heartwarming. He felt closer to you, more content. Although sometimes it did lead to something more. But overall he loves to have a little alone time with you.
His hands squeeze your body slightly as his lips find your shoulder and neck.
"What are you getting at?" you giggle biting back a sigh
"Mm nothing, just admiring my wife's body is all," he answers a few seconds later you feel something poke at you
"Well, I would ask what's in your pocket--but obviously I can't"
"Well, is there asleep, and we have all night long~" his tongue Finds Its way gliding from your neck of your earlobe and taking it between his lips. He gives a small nipple and a chuckle escapes his chest.
"Aren't you tired from the beach?" you ask turning around and wrapping your hands around his neck
"I'll have to remind just how much stamina a volleyball player can have," he growls picking you up with easy and pinning you to the cool wall making gasp "and we have about, uuhh 7 hours until midnight"
Oh boy, you were in for a long night~
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I hope this was okay! ♥️
#oikawa torū#oikawa x reader#oikawa fanfiction#domestic haikyuu#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu#haikyuu!! x reader#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu fanfic#oikawa haikyuu#anime#anime fanfic#anime x reader#IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE!!!
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Someday - Jeff Wittek one shot
in which you meet Jeff’s family and he realises he wants to spend his whole life with you
“Hurry babe, we need to get going!” Jeff yelled from the car as he put the last of the luggage in the trunk.
“I’m coming, stop rushing me.” You said as you took one last look at yourself in the mirror. You took a deep breath and headed out to the car.
You and Jeff had been together for almost half a year. You two had an amazing understanding for each other’s inner thoughts and feelings. Sometimes only a look was enough and you just knew what was on his mind. You especially cherished that since your last relationship had drained you in every way possible. Jeff was a breath of fresh air, he filled your lungs and your heart was so full because of him, and mostly for him.
You got in the car and tried to hide your nervous breathing by avoiding Jeff’s gaze as you tried to focus on the road. You were on the way to the airport to spend the Christmas holidays with Jeff’s family in New York. This would be your first time meeting them - and to say that the anxiety had taken over you was an understatement. You really wanted to get along with them - you knew just how important family was for Jeff and you wanted to make a good impression. You both were quiet on the drive there, only your hands clasped together with his thumb lightly stroking your hand. With this man by your side, you would be fine, that’s what you kept repeating in your mind.
Once you got to the airport you were running a bit late since Jeff had a hard time finding a parking spot for the truck. You had a few bags each, now running to make your way to the terminal on time.
“Come on babe, we’re almost there!” Jeff nearly yelled as he grabbed your hand and left you with no choice but to keep up with his fast pace.
“Jesus, a missed flight is all we need right now.” You said as you barely took a breath in. Luckily you managed to get to the gate on time and the trip was now very much real and happening.
“They’ll love you, you know. No need to worry about that.” Jeff said as you finally sat in your seats and made yourself as comfortable as you could for the long flight ahead of you.
“I sure hope you’re right. I don’t always manage to make a good first impression.” You said as you put your head on his shoulder, already too tired.
“That’s not true, I liked you from the second I saw you.”
“That’s not the same, you know that. What if your sister doesn’t like me? She could kick my ass in a heartbeat.”
Jeff laughed as he said “She could kick my ass if she wanted to. Stop it babe, everything is okay, you’re overthinking. Besides, all my nieces will be there, you’ll meet them too, you love kids and they are literally the cutest little savages.”
You smiled and tried to calm your nerves. You were always a realist and you knew that as long Jeff was by your side all would be fine in the world.
“I can’t wait for your mom to whip out the family albums tho. I really want to see your baby face. And the teen stage of course.” You nudged his side lightly.
“My baby photos are cute, but I’ll be dead before I let her find these pre-puberty albums.” He laughed as he kissed your cheek.
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Once you arrived at Jeff’s house the whole family was waiting for you at the door with his mom standing in front, evidently excited to see you two. She straight up went to hug you first, ignoring her own son for a second.
“I’m so pleased to meet you y/n, we’ve waited quite a bit for Jeffrey to finally bring you home with him.” She said as she released her hold of you, smiling with the warmest smile.
“I’m very excited to meet you too, I’ve heard only the best things.”
His whole family had his attention to you but in the nicest and not invasive way possible. You were so relieved since you always managed to have the worst scenario prepared in your head. You all exchanged presents early and spent the whole evening laughing at stories from Jeff’s crazy childhood and teen years. You loved how laid back they all were and how they were just happy they got to be together for the holidays.
You were on your way to the bathroom when Jeff appeared from one of the rooms down the hall and just as quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you inside. Both his hands were quick to find their way to your face while his body pressed you all the way back to the door. He wasted no time in kissing you, only his smile breaking your lips apart. He was always stealing kisses like that and you adored that about him. He expressed his love in a physical way, wether his hand would always be holding yours or the long nights you two spent with him fucking you into oblivion. You hoped and prayed that this kind of dynamic won’t go away with time because your heart still fluttered when you saw his name on your phone calling you, or whenever he took your breath away with kisses like that.
“I told you they’ll love you. See there wasn’t anything to worry about?” He said as he smiled down at you, still holding you between him and the door, your hands wrapped around his neck.
“I love them too, I see why you are the man you are now.”
“Aw, babe, that took a lot of time and effort. But you made me the best possible version of myself.” You two quickly separated from your embrace as you heard Maria’s voice calling you two.
“I brought you some blankets in case you get cold. Y/n, you have your new Christmas pyjamas, both of you put them on and come to take pictures.” With that she left the room and let you two alone to get changed. The pyjamas they got you were long sleeved with a giant deer in front. Jeff got one with Santa. You took lots and lots of photos, the kids were of course the most excited and couldn’t stay still for most of the time, but you managed to get a few good ones. You were very flattered to be in the family photo.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.” Jeff whispered in your ear as he saw you yawning. He took your hand and led you the way. Once you got your makeup off and got under the covers Jeff was already waiting for you with open arms. He kissed your cheek lightly while turning on his side to look at you properly, his hands wrapped around your waist.
“Thanks for tonight. I know you were nervous to come but I’m so glad you did.” He said as he looked at you with the most content look.
“I’m glad too baby, thank you for bringing me.” You said as you pecked his lips.
“You know, today when I looked at you interacting with everybody, I realised something .” He said quietly in between slow kisses.
“Yeah, what?” You smiled as you looked at him.
“I’ll marry you someday, baby.”
You couldn’t quite comprehend what he had just told you, you were always the biggest romantic at heart and whenever Jeff said something like this it made you so happy, you wondered how your life has lead you to meet your perfect half. You didn’t want to get too emotional, so instead of an answer, you just smiled and kissed him with all the love you felt.
“I will tho. I’m serious.”
Yup. He really was.
#Jeff wittek#Jeff wittek imagine#Jeff wittek fanfiction#vlog squad#Jeff wittek one shot#hope you like it!!#happy new year!!#i was drunk for half of it#sry if there are mistakes
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ok part angst part fluff: richie always wanted a wedding ceremony, figured he'd never be able to have one, and eventually convinced himself he didn't want it after all.
eddie has always been indifferent on the wedding front wrt the ceremony + party, and after a Not Great divorce proceeding an even Worse marriage he doesn't want to get legally married again.
both of these things kind of go unspoken between them. eddie is fully aware that richie loves big romantic gestures and that he has a whole Thing about his love life being accepted/celebrated by his family, and Richie is fully aware that eddie gets unduly stressed by any hint of outside control over or expectation of his life. so they don't really need to specifically discuss a wedding/marriage in particular.
once again richie just assumes, even tho it's legal now and he's with his One True Love™, he won't have a wedding. it's not a deal breaker, and it's much less heart breaking than it was as a kid when dreams were a little more all or nothing. he's with eddie and he loves him desperately and they make each other happy and live together and own a dog together. and now they just bought a house together that they picked out together and are going to decorate together! real life can't be prefect, and Richie is a big boy who can accept the things he cannot change etc etc.
Eddie, however.
Eddie plans a "house warning" party for the weekend after he and richie move in to the new place. a "house warming" party, he says.
and the "house warming" party goes like this:
richie and eddie wear tuxes
there's an aisle down the center of the yard, lined with flowers
at the end of the aisle is an archway of more flowers and a little podium with two jewelry boxes on it
went walks a gradually less confused and more emotional richie down the aisle
eddie makes richie a few deeply sentimental promises in front of all their friends and family
richie improvs some deeply sentimental promises back to eddie (it's not difficult; he's fantasized about his vows - to eddie - the same amount he fantasized about his talk show interview answers)
the jewelry boxes contain chain necklaces each with a single diamond charm and the other man's initial
they put the necklaces on each other
they dance to "their" song, and no one else is allowed to dance until the song is done
Maggie and went are there. Becky, Richie's sister, and her husband and their two kids are there. the losers are there. audra and patty are there. Steve is there. richie's work friends are there. eddie's garage friends are there.
the dog is wearing a flower crown
they receive several "house warming" gifts, including three (3) blenders that they will never use
in every eye but those of church and state (and who cares about them anyway), it's a wedding
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omg thank you for this so much omg omg omg. this is everything.
i have nothing to add other than i immediately thought of april and andy's wedding in parks and rec and it just. my heart. i love them so much.
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Due to quarantine, I’ve been feeling pretty touch starved due to to the lack of hugs my friends and I would usually give each other.
Covid is a curse for naturally affectionate people like me :/
So enjoy some headcanons I wrote for some of our boys who had finally achieved the role of boyfriend!
Sweet home as types of boyfriends (M)
Hyun Cha
Hyun as a boyfriend gives me very chill/tired boyfriend vibes.
As in, he’s the kind of boyfriend who loves you softly. Someone who appreciates you in their own discreet way. Whether it be soft forehead kisses, or just very tight hugs.
Very relaxed dates. These dates would include laying on the couch cuddling, with rain pouring in the background.
Another date Idea would be just watching your favorite movies together in bed, eating your favorite snacks and candies.
His nicknames would include
Babe, babygirl/boy, love of my life, My light, Angel
His kisses are very hesitant and gentle, almost as if you’ll break or you’ll run away from him. Once you kiss him, and he knows you’re not going anywhere, his kisses become desperate, like you’ll disappear. Soon though, his kisses show how much he truly feels with you around :)
PDA doesn’t include a whole lot, mainly because he feels self conscious when he’s around someone as amazing as you. He feels like you deserve someone a lot better. Most likely just hand holding in public. However, in closed doors you bet you can get as many hugs and kisses as you want, whenever you want, 25/8
Now, at 18, you OBVIOUSLY don’t have a lot of money unless you’re rich. When it comes to gifts, I think he’d pay attention to your favorite foods, or maybe your current obsession, and base his gifts off that.
He LOVES to rant to you about Maria In The Sky!! Or just his hyperfixations in general when it isn’t Maria. Which isn’t likely. He gets this certain spark in his eyes when he talks about the things he’s interested in, which brings a certain life to him.
Now, depression DOES take a toll on people. This can leave a strain on relationships especially. If you’re willing to put in the extra effort, he would greatly appreciate it. He makes sure to show you his appreciation by making sure he ate a little extra more that day, made sure to change out into a new set of clothes, and overall just ways to show that he’s taking care of himself.
Overall, he loves you dearly, and greatly appreciates the love and support you give him. Trust me, he’s not letting you go any time soon.
Hyuk Lee
Hyuk as a boyfriend gives me very CHAOTIC vibes!!
He’s the kind of boyfriend to show his love by joking A LOT with you, with lots of teasing, playful name calling, and overall just rough housing.
There was definitely a moment where yall took roughhousing too far and you got bopped in the nose. Hyuk couldn’t bare to look you in the face after the many times you said you were fine.
Hyuk’s nicknames would include
Lemon cardboard Homie, Baby, Babe, Big head, DEFINITELY Megatron just to fuck with you
Hyuk’s kisses would be goofy and just kind of smiley, and maybe even a little sloppy. As in, he would be gently holding your face in his hands, but would be smiling or laughing as he tries to kiss you because he is just so unbelievably happy. This causes the kisses to definitely not be perfect, but they’re just filled with so much happiness that you can’t help but smile or laugh with him.
Just like Hyun, there isn’t a lot of PDA. Not because he’s self-conscious, mainly because he feels like you know how much he actually loves you without having to be too touchy in front of everyone. If you just so happen to want a kiss or maybe just hold hands, he’s all up for it. Just make sure to ask otherwise he will have no clue what you want.
Dates would include going to the arcade!! DEFINITELY would drag you over to that dancing game just to have an excuse to be closer to you!
Another date idea would just be 1 am trips to 7/11 and grabbing a slushee and your favorite snack, and maybe going to a remote area and laying on the hood of your car and go stargazing.
When it comes to dating Hyuk, you also gotta care for his sister. They are a PACKAGE DEAL. He understands that it’s a big responsibility to dump onto someone, but he’s responsible for her well-being. So if you don’t like her, that’s the ultimate deal breaker for Hyuk. If that’s not the case, he’ll be happy to see you two getting along.
Being a surrogate father for someone who was so young really puts a damper on your mentality. So just show your support for him, whether it be big or small. If you are quick to befriend Eun, his heart will warm at the sight of the two people he loves most enjoying each other’s company.
Ihyun Jo
Ihyun gives me very flirty/romantic boyfriend vibes. I say this due to his two personalities, which include his chaotic and more gentler side. I can see him being very flirty with an SO, that showers them in pick up lines that could make your face go red while also being sincerely romantic, enough to make you swoon from how sweet he’s being.
He’s the kind of boyfriend to hold your face in his hands, and gently cover your face in kisses or just stare lovingly into your eyes. This would also include whispering flirtatious comments in your ear, just to see you embarrassed from his words and make you blush.
With his flirty side, I can definitely see him as bit possessive, which can include possessive touches such as putting his hand on your waist or gently grabbing your chin to look at him when you look away.
Ihyun’s nicknames would include
Baby, hot stuff, princess/prince, Angel, wifey/hubby
Ihyun’s kisses can go two different ways depending on his current mood. The 1st way is sweet and sincere, where his kisses are soft and filled with such warmth and love. This creates such a loving feeling, where he carefully holds your face in his hands and treats you with gentleness. The 2nd way is his kisses feeling lustful, and a little rough. Though, this only means his kisses are firey and more passionate, holding you close by your waist as you wrap your arms around his neck.
DEFINITELY PDA. He is VERY touchy. Not in a way to make others around you uncomfortable, but more like he always has to be touching you in some way to ground himself. This includes hand holding, putting a hand on your waist or around your neck. When it’s just you two, it’s almost like he’s a second shadow, always carding a hand through your hair or just hugging you and resting his chin atop your head.
In more normal settings, I can definitely see him taking you out on the classic amusement park date. I’m talking rollercoasters, obviously rigged carnival games, cotton candy, and of course, the classic Ferris wheel ride.
Of course, I gotta throw in a classic beach date too. He is DEFINITELY the type of boyfriend to throw you into the sea, ONLY IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH IT AND CAN SWIM THO. If not, he is totally cool with just annoying you by splashing, or just overall being a general nuisance. Definitely has a soft spot for building sand castles with you :)
He may have the occasional sarcastic comment to share or just be annoying just to bug you, but he really does love you. He knows having MPD makes things harder in a relationship, but he appreciates you helping him when it comes to medication, episodes, and other ailments that occur. If there are types when he feels sad, he would love nothing more than to just lay on the couch, and rest his head in your lap as you run your hand through his hair.
Jayhun
Jayhun DEFINITELY strikes me as a SOFT BOYFRIEND. An ANGEL BOYFRIEND. A man you can DEPEND on. HUSBAND MATERIAL.
When I say soft, I mean he just absolutely SHOWERS you in love. You NEVER go a day without at least one hug or kiss, because he wants you to know how much he truly loves you. He’s the kind of boyfriend to do classic, gentlemanly things such as open doors for you, sit you down and scoot your chair in for you, and overall just be a sweetheart.
His dates would most likely be more domestic. I could definitely see him as doing the classic at home dinner date, being in the kitchen and cooking your favorite food, or if you like going out to eat more, definitely a restaurant on the nicer side. Being a teacher can leave him a bit busy sometimes, so he’s not opposed to just ordering take out, putting on a movie, and just enjoying your company as you lean against him. :)
Jayhun’s nicknames include
Sweetheart, honey, darling, love, angel
Jayhun’s kisses are the epitome of sweet and warm. Of course, he would only kiss you if he asked and made sure you were okay with it. If you said yes, he would make sure to hold you close, whether it be gently holding your face in his hands, or just placing his hands on your hips, he makes sure to put all his love into each kiss.
When it comes to PDA, he definitely strikes me as old fashioned. You know those elderly couples that have been married for 50+ years and STILL act like they’re in their honeymoon phase? That’s you and Jayhun. Kisses on the cheek, hand holding, brushing hair out of your face, and just staring at you with so much love that catching him can make you feel how strong his love is for you.
There are times when he’s forgotten to take lunch, so being the greatest SO ever, you make sure to bring it to him at school. His students LOVE YOU. They can’t believe their teacher bagged someone as great as you, and constantly bug Jayhun about you and when you’ll come visit again. They have a bet on how long it will take to get him to propose.
A bouquet of your favorite flowers, your favorite candies, and even just writing little sticky notes in places you see them before he goes to work, he just wants you to know he will always love and appreciate you no matter what.
I want to say that because of his religion, he kinda hopes you share the same beliefs as him. However, he is not opposed if you don’t, he still loves you all the same. In fact, if you follow a totally different religion, I feel like he would be interested in learning what your practices are, and how he could make you feel more welcomed during your relationship. 💕
Wook Pyeon
“My boyfriend can kick your ass” HELLA vibes from this man.
When I say this, I mean he’s very protective of you, and is even afraid to be in your presence half the time due to his height and build. He’s the kind of boyfriend to benchpress you for a work out, but also the kind of boyfriend to get flustered when you kiss his forehead.
There’s no fuckin way you could reach his height unless you’re THAT TALL, but if you do, he’s more likely to be less careful around you, and be more willing to hold you close to him and not be afraid of accidentally hurting you. If you’re a SHORTY?? Like me then this poor man is on pins and needles. Even if you’re tough, this man is afraid of hurting you and will never forgive himself if his elbow whacked you in the forehead.
Shorty protector
Dates with Wook Pyeon consist of constantly patching him up when he’s injured. Seriously, does this man never have a bruise on his body? If he’s not injured, he’s definitely stressed or very tense, and would not be opposed to taking a warm bath with you. Not even to have sex, but more just to make your hair into a giant spike with soap, or have bubble beards that leave you holding your stomachs from laughter. Just wholesome goofing off. :)
Wook’s nicknames would include
Honey, baby, babe, sweetheart, *shorter rendition of your name*, little shit (If you’re a menace to him constantly)
I feel like this man’s kisses can vary. Though the one thing they have in common, is that he makes sure that you know that he loves you. They can range from quick “Gotta go to work” kisses, to kisses that make you melt from the amount of love you feel from them. Even if maybe that moment you two have fought and he suddenly has to go, and if you’ll let him of course, he’ll make sure to give you the sweetest kiss he can muster. Dealing with criminals can be dangerous, and he would never want to go to work and have something happen, knowing you both left angry at one another.
PDA for him is hesitant. It’s not that he doesn’t like it, but he gets very shy and flustered about it. If you hold his hand while he’s talking to someone, his brain will start to malfunction and his face will slowly turn a shade of pink. This includes kisses anywhere on his face, or just a small kiss to his knuckles while holding his hand. In other words, for a big guy like himself, he is quite timid when it comes to initiating PDA.
He may be a little rough around the edges, but he tries his best to be romantic. Though, he tends to do it in more smaller ways. Working in the police force has unreasonable hours, so lots of little sticky notes around the house with cute love notes, little heart doodles, and just overall tiny reminders are his love language, or just making you a quick breakfast and storing it for later before leaving to work.
When he gets laid off, please do your best not to be angry with him. If it turns out he was the only one to be bringing money on the table for your own reasons, he would be so disappointed in himself for not being able to support you. If it turns out he now has to rely on you and your job, he would feel as if he’s a leech while you work harder until he can find a new source of income, so please reassure him that everything will be alright.
He of course, will do his own fair share of chores around the house in order to relieve the work load off of you.
When it comes to smoking, that is definitely a problem. Even if you don’t mind it, secondhand smoking can greatly affect your health as well. If you are an asthmatic, he definitely will try to quit for you. Even if you aren’t, it eventually dawns on him that his smoking is slowly hurting you, and doesn’t want you to be breathing that gunk in. It will be a hard journey, but just support him and keep him in check for the transition, and he’ll do his best to keep you happy and out of harm’s way.
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