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1ovede1uxe · 2 months

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tired - jotaro kujo x reader

set during pt. 4, you and jotaro get into a little bit of an argument (kinda fluffy ending dw, also tbh Jotaro might be a bit ooc here, it's been a while since I watched part 4)

You endured the journey to Egypt together. You endured grad school together. You then endured telling a rambunctious teenager about the slutty old man. Then it was Angelo, then Red Hot Chili Pepper, and now, Yoshikage Kira.

It was 8:37 pm. Jotaro paced your shared suite at the Grand Morioh Hotel back and forth. Yoshikage Kira had escaped today, becoming unrecognizable. For the first time in a long, long, time; a fight had ended in a draw for Jotaro Kujo, even worse, Koichi had to endure part of this battle on his own. Koichi fought well, even then, he still ended up getting his stomach punched out. Jotaro reflected on the situation and fought with himself mentally, passing glances as you sat curled on the couch, reading a book.

Jotaro did not get close to many people, let alone finding a partner that he actually wanted to stick with. Having seen the horrors of the journey to Egypt, you understood and processed the same thing that he had to. You had helped each other through the grief of your dear friends, you had helped him defeat Dio for god's sake. Despite him not being a man of many words (hell, in the years you've been married he hadn't verbally said it outside of big moments and times he couldn't express love otherwise), you understood him better than anyone else could at this point. You knew how he showed his loved, you knew how he thought. However, you couldn't quite figure out what caused this stir.

Jotaro sat on the chair next to the loveseat you were reading on, elbows resting on his knees, his face buried in his hands. After a sigh, he leaned back in the chair.

"Don't you get tired of doing this?" He asked you, with a twinge of pain in his voice.

It clicked for you.

"Never, not when it's with you." You responded, finally taking a look up from your book. Folding it shut, you leaned over the arm rest and studied your husband. "Why do you ask?" You questioned.

For the first time in years, there was an uncomfortable, thick tension between the two of you. His usually stoic demeanor began to crack, revealing the raw vulnerability beneath.

"I just. . . I worry."

"Jotaro, we literally fought an insane vampire as teenagers, and we weren't even together by that point, we can handle a murder mystery."

"I worry for you."

"I worry about you too, but that kinda comes with the whole stand users thing, your family lineage thing. It's not a big deal."

"Today I watched another kid reach the brink of death, Koichi, and he would've died had it not been for Josuke. We met Reimi, she was killed by a stand user. That kid- Shigechi, I think Josuke called him?" Jotaro gulped. "He died by that same one. That damn arrow creating all these stupid users. It wouldn't be our problem, the kids' problem, without interaction with me and my damn bloodline."

"Jotaro, I-"

The stoic man began to crack. "I'm sick of hurting the people I'm around, even if it's not even my fault." Jotaro sighed and looked at you for one more moment before dropping his head. "I want you to go home back to Florida."

You shook your head in shock and sat up on the sofa. "I'm sorry, what?"

"You heard me." Jotaro said, not even looking at you at this point, not wanting you to see the tears glazed over his eyes. Over the years, you two had been inseparable since you had met on the journey to Egypt. You graduated high school the same term, went to the same university and even grad school. "Jotaro, I'm not just going to leave you, we're partners. We've been through hell and back and-"

"Things are only getting worse and more dangerous. This isn't about being partners, this is about survival. Your survival." He said sternly, continuing to pace, hands shoved deep in his pockets.

"I can handle myself, Jotaro." You refuted, growing a bit aggravated you felt your spouse was trying to push you away.

Jotaro's jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with frustration. "This isn't about you being weak, it's about you being safe." he argued back, his voice appeared to be dripping with exasperation, coating his true concern for you. "I can't bear the thought of something happening to you because of me."

"I'm not just some bystander, Jotaro!" you yelled back, your own anger boiling over causing you to raise your voice. "I've been by your side through everything, and I'm not about to leave you now just because things are more dangerous!" After you had raised your voice, you exchanged glares and stood in the heavy silence. You loved him so much, you wouldn't leave his side, no matter how much he might want you to. "I-" You paused. "I'm sorry for yelling, but I know what I walked into twelve years ago, I know what I walked into marrying you. I'm not going back home." You solidified. Jotaro, still facing away, supressed the small smile growing on his face. As much as he cared for your safety, Jotaro was grateful you'd be there for everything.

"Good freakin' grief, You're so damn stubborn, you know that?" he muttered, his frustration dissipating. Jotaro quickly turned to face the window and sniffled, trying to keep himself composed. "I'm not letting you go through this alone." You said firmly. You wouldn't go back even if God came down to earth and told you to. Jotaro wrapped his arm around your shoulders and you leaned into side as you gazed out over the town. He planted a quick kiss on the top of your head. "I love you, (y/n)."

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first ever posted one shot? omg? also constructive criticism is always appreciated through dm or askbox <3 The next chapter of beyond the stars is a WIP at the moment, I just wanted to try something fresh, love you all <3

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once-upon-a-thigh · 2 years

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The Truth

Summary: Wanda’s jealousy leads to disastrous circumstances. PERFECT LITTLE SECRET PART 2. 18+

Pairings: Fem!Reader X Milf! Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova X Kate Bishop X Fem!Reader (platonic), Fem! Reader X Carol Danvers (brief)

Class: Series; angst, smut

Warnings: First time writing in second person so I’m sorry for that, large age gap (18/37), mommy kink, possessiveness, strap on sex (r receiving), semi-public sex, exhibitionism, degradation, swearing, arguing.

Words: 4k

Life was easier now that your best friends knew of your secret relationship with your 37-year-old neighbour. The days were going by smoother almost now that there was less to hide. As well as, honestly, it was a relief to you that someone knew. By this point you were so incredibly infatuated with the woman it was nice to be able to express the happiness she brought out of you.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone Lena. She just makes me feel so good, and I’m not just talking sexually, Wanda makes me feel more like me than I’ve ever felt before,” you gushed, eyes drooped to the table and unable to make eye contact with the blonde.

She pulled a disgusted face. “That’s the corniest shit I’ve ever heard,” she joked, at least you hope she’s joking.

“She sounds amazing Y/n, I just wish you told us earlier,” Kate, your other friend dropped in to the conversation from the chair opposite you.

“I know,” you whined, “but I had no choice, the least amount of people that know, the better. I can’t imagine what my parents would think if they found out.” You shuddered at the thought.

“Maybe they’ll be fine with it!” The sprightly brunette chimed.

“Don’t be an idiot Kate, what would your mother do if you were in the same situation?” Yelena rebutted.

“Probably throw me down the stairs-“ The three of you jumped when Kate’s sentence was interrupted by the slam of a book on the table.

“How many times am I going to have to tell you three to be quiet?” The librarian hissed, leering over you.

“Maybe just one more time?” Yelena chortled, however her laugh cut suddenly when she met the woman’s pierced eyes.

“Get out,” she hissed, causing the three of you to stand and pack your things hastily and rush out of the library, bumping shoulders along the way.

After giggling over the fact that none of you got any of your work done whilst you were there, you said goodbye before attempting to rush off towards the waiting car outside the gate. However, you were stopped when the pair tightened their grip on your linked arms.

“Any chance your lady friend could give us a lift to your street? We’ll walk from there.” The Russian batted her eyelashes.

“I don’t know guys, we can’t bring too much attention to ourselves…”

“We’ll be careful! Pleeeeeease!” Kate shook your arm, giving you her best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll ask.” You gave in, shaking yourself out of their hold and jogging to the car.

Opening the passenger door, you couldn’t help the grin that instantly arose when you leaned down to see the woman.

“Hey sweet girl.” Her raspy use of the pet name sent shivers down your spine, reminding you of the many times she had used the term of endearment when praising you for the way you moved back your hips to me the rapid thrusts of hers.

“Hiii…” You giggled girlishly, instantly turned shy under her intense stare. “So my friends are wondering if you could drop them off on our street.” You scratched the back of your neck nervously, worried she wouldn’t be fond of the idea.

“Yelena and Kate?” She wondered, biting her lip in thought when you nodded to confirm. “Okay, but they’ve got to keep it down when they get out of the car. We don’t need any nosy neighbours getting in our business.”

“Okay! Thank you.” You clapped your hands happily, and Wanda practically melted at the sight of you being so excited over something so simple. She would do anything for you if it meant she could make you that happy.

You leaned down to lay a kiss on her warm cheek before jogging back to your friends who were playfully trying to tackle each other in the car park.

“Okay dorks, she said you can come but you have to be quiet when we get in the neighbourhood.”

Saluting you, Kate joined your side as you began to make your way back to the car. Yelena however, was stuck glaring at a short-haired blonde waving excitedly in your direction.

“Y/n! Wait up!” Turning towards the call, you noticed Carol Danvers, captain of the softball team and your chemistry partner, making her way towards you.

“God, not this mopho.” Yelena rolled her eyes.

“Quit it, she’s nice,” you reprimanded.

“She’s a stupid jock.” You shushed her reply just as Carol, who obviously heard the comment, stopped in front of you with a glare in the Russian’s direction. Her glare dropped instantly when she looked at you however, instead being replaced with a shy smile.

“Hey captain,” you cheeked, watching as red arose to her cheeks in embarrassment, you’re guessing.

“Hi Y/n, I was wondering if you’re still alright with me coming over today so we can work on the project?” She questioned, reminding you of the chemistry project Miss Harkness had set.

“Oh crap yeah, I totally forgot about that. Sorry.” You both laughed nervously. “But yeah, I’m fine with that.”

“Okay cool, do you just wanna…” she gestured back at her truck, hinting that she would drive you both back to your house to begin the project.

“Oh, actually my, uh, neighbour is driving back my friends and I today. But I’ll text you my address and I’ll meet you there in like an hour?” You almost slipped, having to restrain yourself from referring to Wanda as your girlfriend like you had been around Yelena and Kate for the last week since they found out about your relationship.

“Oh sure!” She nodded sheepishly, clumsily taking a couple steps back towards her truck. “So I’ll see you in an hour?”

“She did just say that blondie,” Yelena drawled.

“But Lena, you’re blonde..” Kate whispered.

Shushing them with your index finger in the air, you nodded kindly at Carol, waving her off with your other hand.

Shouting one last goodbye, you finally approached the car with your friends in tow.

Wanda stayed broodingly quiet when you gave her a peck on the cheek. “Sorry for the wait baby.”

She tapped the wheel with one finger, watching in the rear view mirror as your friends settled themselves in the back of the car.

“Thank you for the ride Miss Maximoff!” Kate politely voiced.

“Mmhm.” She hummed mindlessly, still staring into the rear view mirror.

“Wanda?” You verbalised, looking at her expectantly as she still hadn’t started the car.

“Who was that?” She questioned, still not breaking her gaze from the mirror as she began to drive off. She watched the blonde in the varsity jacket grin as she kept glancing at the car you had disappeared into.

“Who? Carol?” Your eyebrows bunched, completely confused at the woman’s interest in the jock.

“Don’t you mean Captain?” Kate joked, leaning her head in between the front seats and making kissy faces in your direction.

You pushed her back with a hand to her face, shaking your head. “It embarrasses her, it’s funny.” You shrugged.

“No, it turns her on.” Yelena let out a loud laugh.

“What?” Wanda barked. You took hold of the ‘Oh Jesus handle’ as she unintentionally sped up down the street.

“W-what? No-“ You blush, attempting to redeem yourself from the flirting you had inadvertently been taking part in.

“Face it Y/n, the idiot has been trying to get in your pants ever since you grew an ass.” The blonde grinned, leaning back in her seat and watching on as Wanda’s grip on the wheel turned whiter by the second.

You sputtered trying to come up with a reply, before settling with a grumbling “shut up.”

The rest of the drive home was silent other than the quiet music flowing through the radio. As soon as Wanda settled the car into her driveway, the duo in the back seats were clambering out, muttering their goodbyes. As soon as they left, Wanda grabbed hold of your neck and pulled you against her. Teeth clashed as she moved her lips against yours hastily, forcing every bit of resentment she held for the blonde she never met into the kiss.

Taking hold of the hair at the back of your head, she pulled you back so you were staring up at her uncomfortably. You didn’t mind though, as you were too busy imagining all the punishments she would possibly induce if it wasn’t for her boys being home from school.

“Don’t forget who you belong to,” she hissed, cupping your chin and squeezing your cheeks.

“Open your mouth,” she ordered firmly as you resisted her efforts. Giving in to her demand, your mouth dropped open. She smirked deviantly before spitting directly on your tongue. She tapped your chin until you closed your mouth, smearing the spit that missed across your lips with her ring-clad thumb. “Swallow.”

You did so instantly, making her laugh devilishly. “That’s my good girl. You would never want anyone other than your mommy to take care of you, would you?”

Her grip loosened enough for you shake your head dumbly.

“Words,” she spat.

“No mommy,” you muttered.

“Good girl. I want you to come over tomorrow whilst the boys are with their father.” She brushed her thumb over your blushed cheek softly. It was a command, but that didn’t irk you.

“Okay,” you smiled excitedly, “is 2pm okay?”

“Perfect.” She kissed you softly, with a gentleness that was completely opposite to the possessiveness she has previously displayed.

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After taking a chilling shower to cool yourself down following your lover’s teasing, you hastily ran around your room picking up clothing and clearing space on your desk ready for your guest. Hearing the ring of the doorbell, you surveyed your room carefully to ensure there was nothing embarrassing around before making your way to the front door.

“Carol, hey!” You greeted, moving aside so the softball player could step inside. You led the nervous blonde to your room, thoroughly warning her of the mess before she could step inside. Your pestering over the mess was enough to distract you from the attentive gaping from the woman across the road.

Soon the two of you were sat on your bed cross-legged facing each other, open books between you and nothing written down.

“I really think using marbles in class is a bad idea, what if we drop them all?” You laugh, imagining your grumpy teacher finally slipping in those heels.

“But think about how much better it’ll be to display the types of bonding compared to a PowerPoint, which you know everyone is going to do,” she tilted her head at you, leaning forward and smiling teasingly.

“I guess you’re right,” you huff. Despite the boring context, you found yourself enjoying Carol’s company. You were happy to expand your friendship group beyond dumb and dumber. Carol is outgoing, kind, funny, leaning in startlingly close to your face, wait what?

Chapped lips meet yours gently, unmoving. Carol was cautious with the kiss, pulling back when she didn’t feel you melt in to it like she hoped you would.

“S-sorry,” she stuttered, seemingly shocked by her own actions. “I just- I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. I really like you Y/n.”

You couldn’t help but flush at the revelation.

“Oh, Carol. I’m sorry but I’m actually seeing someone,” you frowned apologetically.

“Oh. Who? If you don’t mind me asking?” Carol felt a surge of jealousy, clenching her fists in an attempt to keep control of her emotions. You were Y/n, and so she remained as polite as possible whilst avoiding eye contact.

You bit your lip, wondering if you should tell the truth or not. You decided against it, not wanting to risk your relationship. “You don’t know her, she doesn’t go to our school.”

She laughed, getting up from the bed and shaking out her tense muscles. “Well maybe I’ll see her at varsity then if we’re playing against her school. Maybe then I can fight for your hand.” She winked teasingly, though you sensed a little truth in her words.

The atmosphere was quite awkward after that interaction, and so you gave her her section of the work and promised to buy the marbles for your presentation.

After she had left with an awkward one-armed hug to say goodbye, you couldn’t help the guilt that began to reside. You hadn’t kissed Carol back, and you know you don’t have feelings for her. But you didn’t push her away. You narrowed it down to the shock and confusion that led to you being so slow to react, but you still felt telling Wanda about what happened was the right thing to do.

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It was time to go see Wanda, and it was an understatement to say you were nervous. Usually you would be ecstatic to go see your lover, but an angry Wanda was not usually something to look forward to, and a part of you couldn’t help the terrifying thoughts of her leaving you.

“Hello? Wanda?” You called out after helping yourself into the house.

“Up here babygirl!” You heard her raspy voice ring from up the stairs. She sounded like she was in a good mood, you couldn’t decide if that was a good or bad thing.

Making your way up the stairs towards the master bedroom, you gave yourself a mental pep talk to prepare yourself for her wrath. With one last deep breathe, you pushed open the bedroom door to see the beauty rifling through her closet.

Closing the doors, she made her way towards you and reached for your hips, tugging your body against hers instantly.

“I was just sorting through the closet to make room for some of your stuff for when you stay over more during the summer,” she grinned. The boys were going to a summer camp for the summer holidays, and so you planned a number of sleepovers. Her brunette hair tickled your cheeks as she leaned down to capture your lips in her own, however despite her cuteness you couldn’t help but let the feeling of guilt grow. Turning your head at the last second, her puckered lips pressed against your cheek chastely.

Pulling back, eyebrows furrowed, her concerned gaze shot at your heart.

“What’s wrong detka?” Her lips pout.

Pulling away from her, you took a seat on the edge of the bed. Reading the serious atmosphere, Wanda took a seat next to you.

“Okay so,” you paused. “Carol came over last night to walk on a chemistry project with me, because we’re partners.”

Wanda’s jaw clenched and her fists turned white. Though she nodded, as if she already knew.

Despite her obvious detest of the blonde, you carried on. “And, I don’t know what happened but apparently the girls were right about that crush she may or may not have on me…”

“What happened?” Her voice gritted through her teeth. The woman was ready to get in her car and find the dumb jock herself.

“She kissed me.”

Wanda stood up, hands gripping her hair as she seethed.

“It meant nothing, I didn’t even kiss back!” You retaliated, shaking your leg nervously.

You were expecting yelling and swearing. However, Wanda’s rigid back relaxed as she let out a long sigh. The strong hands entwined with her hair moved down her face until they dropped to her sides. Turning around after a minute, she dropped to her knees and braced her hands on your legs.

“Shh, relax baby. I’m not mad at you.” She brushed her thumb against one of your cheeks, calming your worried panting.

“You’re not?” Your eyes turned watery in relief.

“No, it’s not your fault you’re so damn enticing. And I know you would never disrespect mommy like that, would you?” Her resting hands began to grip your thighs.

“No mommy, never.” You shook your head desperately, eager to please.

“That’s my good girl.” A smile rose on your face at the praise. Who knew you would be let off this easily?

“But..” Oh. “I think you still need to be reminded of who you belong to.”

A gasp escaped you when she took hold of your sides and pulled you up from the bed. Fast as lightning she had your clothes off of you and was pressing your chest against the cold window, causing your nipples to perk up painfully. You stayed in that position like a good girl as she moved around behind you, following her rules. However, as you looked at your parents car parked at the quiet house across the street, you grew nervous.

“Wa- mommy, what if someone sees?” You caught yourself before making the mistake of using her name, one that would surely result in a punishment.

She leans over you, you gasp when you feel her naked chest pressed against your back and something solid prodding between your legs.

She chuckles. “What? Are you worried about everyone seeing what a whore you are for your mommy?”

You merely whimper in response, mind turning dumb as you lean your hips back to gain some friction against her strap.

“Look at you, falling apart for my cock.” Wanda took hold of your hair, arching your head back so she can whisper seductively in your ear.

At this moment, you no longer cared about who could possibly walk past and see you. All you wanted was Wanda. “Please.”

She moved a hand down to grip her strap, running the head through your already soaked folds. “Did you beg like this for that bitch you saw yesterday too, slut?” She thrusted against you slightly, causing the head to prod at your hole.

“N-no mommy! I promise!” Your eyes filled with tears as you felt your hole gradually be filled by the thick shaft.

“You’re mine,” she grunted as she filled you with a quick buck of her hips. You screamed at the intrusion, but her pace did not falter. She thrusted assertively, ploughing into you with intent on driving the idea of her ownership into you.

“Fuck!” She grunted, laying a hard slap on your ass as she continued to drive her hips against you. “You like this slut?” She panted from behind you.

“Yes mommy,” you squealed when she pulled out of you and flipped you around, grabbing under your thighs and pulling you up onto her muscular waist. The faux cock pushed into you again. She bucked short and fast thrusts into you, the sound of skin slapping filled the room alongside your loud moans.

One hand cupped your ass whilst the other reached up to grip your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. “Look at me,” she demanded.

Your glazed eyes met her fiery ones, your mouth dropped open whilst she bit her bottom lip to keep her grunts in.

The coil in your stomach began to unravel as her thrusting did not relent. Her hips began to stutter as you came, your walls sucking the cock inside you further. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You whimpered.

Wanda moaned as she too began to reach her peak. Pressing herself against you, she dropped her head on your shoulder as she ground against you, driving you further into the window. Glancing up from your glistening skin as she came, she made eye contact with the same blonde she had seen earlier standing on your porch. The older woman grinned as the blonde dropped the flowers she was holding onto the ground, walking away in a strop. Her thrusts slowed as she laid a delicate kiss on your shoulder before pulling out the piece and lowering your shaky legs to the ground.

Your knees immediately buckled, but her strong arms supported you. Carrying you over to the bed, she lowered you gently with a forgiving kiss on your forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered.

—— the next day ——

You were sat at home on a Sunday night, watching tv alone and missing your lover. Wanda’s kids had just got back that evening, and so you couldn’t stay over without raising suspicion. Plus, your parents would never let you sleep over at “Yelena’s” on a school night.

“Y/n, your mother and I are going to visit a friend that has been having some problems, we probably won’t be back until you’re asleep.” Your dad rounded the sofa to speak to you, shrugging on his jacket.

“Oh, okay.” You feigned a frown, instead excited to use the excuse to see Wanda. It’s not often she gets to visit your room.

“Bye sweetheart,” your mother waved as she left the house. For some reason, you felt her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. The thought was pushed to the back of your mind however when your head flooded with images of Wanda sinfully lying in your bed.

Watching your dad’s car leave the drive, you were quick to shoot Wanda a text.

Parents have gone out for a few hours, are the boys asleep? - Y/n

I’ll be right over. - Wanda

She didn’t take much convincing of course. Before you knew it, the woman was pushing you down onto the family couch, suffocating you with her lustful kisses. Soft moans left the both of you as your hands travelled along the curves of the other. You had only touched her yesterday, and yet you just couldn’t get enough.

Your hands were just slipping under the hem of her shirt when you were forced to break away at the sound of the front door slamming against the wall.

“Mum, Dad,” your eyes widened as your parents walked into the room, disappointment clear on their face.

Wanda jumped up from the couch, straightening out her clothes as she cleared her throat. “Darren, Mindy, it’s not-“

“Shut it cougar!” Your mother interrupted.

“Oh god,” you whined embarrassed, dropping your head into your hands.

“Y/n, how could you let yourself be manipulated by this woman? What you have been doing is completely unacceptable,” she continued.

“We haven’t been doing anything!” You wailed, tears beginning to drop over your flushed cheeks.

“Oh please, don’t lie to us. Your friend told us about what she saw.” Your father pointed at you, his finger shaking in fury as his face scrunched up in disgust towards the end of his claim.

The comment confused you, there was no way Yelena or Kate would say anything about your relationship with your neighbour.

“Friend?” Before either of your parents could settle your curiosity, the blonde jock who had recently kissed you walked into the house nervously.

“Carol? What?” You looked at her disturbed, how did she know?

“I’m sorry Y/n,” she wrung her fingers together nervously. “But I had to show you that what this woman is doing to you is wrong,” she gestured towards the woman, who was growing angrier by the minute.

“You little-“ Before Wanda could continue with her insult, you turned to her, tears further clouding your vision as you began to realise just what had happened.

“She saw us?” You questioned, confirming your parents suspicions. “You let her see us? How could you do that.” How could she put your relationship in jeopardy like that?

She turned her full attention to you, attempting to step in your direction but was faltered when your father drew closer to her. “Baby, I’m sorry I just needed her to see that you are mine-“

Your mother scoffed, “don’t you dare call her that. You’re disgusting, she is a child!”

“Mum! I’m not a child, I’m 18,” you declared firmly, crossing your arms.

“You’re not even finished with school yet Y/n, this woman is sick, and is using you for her disgusting sexual gratification.”

“It’s not like that,” Wanda butted in, ignoring the menacing look your father is yet to drop. “I love her.”

Your heart soared, but you couldn’t enjoy the moment with your parents staring you down.

“I want you to leave my house, and never return,” your father blocked her view of you as he took another threatening step towards her. “If I ever see you around my daughter again, I will be telling everyone in town about what you have done. You will be a disgrace, your sons will never look at you the same again.”

You could see Wanda’s attempt at bravery falter, you immediately began to sob. This great love was over. Taking a step back, she walked out of the house quietly, with one last longing look in your direction, beautiful green eyes filled with tears.

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Sorry it took so long! I haven’t had a moment to myself. Hope you enjoyed.

Love, Meg xx

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sensoryseekinganakin · 1 year

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I took the RAADS-R Autism Assessment as Anakin, basing my answers to each question on textual evidence from Clone Wars Gambit, Jedi Quest, Rogue Planet, and the Star Wars prequel trilogy, as well as what I have read of the RotS novelization and Labyrinth of Evil.

Please keep in mind that my interpretations of the scenes I used as evidence are probably affected by my own personal biases and the fact that I have autism too, so I’m not claiming that any of this is how the stories/dialogue were meant to be interpreted. It’s just for fun! In fact, if anyone interpreted these things differently I would love to know!

Anakin’s results:

Total score: 188 Language: 17 Social relatedness: 83 Sensory/motor: 51 Circumscribed interests: 37

Language

I based my interpretation of Anakin’s language almost entirely on his speech patterns in the prequel trilogy. Anakin’s tone and cadence are uneven unless he’s repeating back something someone else has said. He often has trouble controlling his volume or the speed of his talking. In Rogue Planet, Obi-Wan thinks "Anakin could become both expressive and imitative whenever he felt excited or ill at ease."

His manner of communicating is up-front and honest, even when others don’t want to hear it. In the beginning of Attack of the Clones, he makes Padmé uncomfortable with his advances and does not notice until she comments on it. When she makes it clear that she is uncomfortable, he still wants to understand why.

Social relatedness

Anakin has the ability to work well in groups when he is in control, but ultimately, he is an outsider aside from a few special people. Even then, his interest in the people who he chooses to spend his time with is specific and possessive. In the beginning of Jedi Quest, Obi-Wan worries that fourteen year old Anakin has no friends. He has trouble relating to others his age at the temple. Obi-Wan spends the rest of the series worrying about the ways Anakin interacts with the friends he makes and ultimately loses.

Anakin’s concept of relationships is self-serving and one sided. He pined for Padmé for ten years without seeing her, obsessed with a concept of her in his mind that he formed when he was nine years old. He sees himself in others, but has trouble relating to how they feel unless he can put their feelings into his own perspective. In Rogue Planet, he has several moments of extreme empathy for both Ke Daiv and Sekot when he realizes that their experiences have been similar to his. Even if their similarities aren’t exact, when he’s able to project his own trauma onto theirs he’s able to relate to them and interact with them more easily.

Sensory/motor

Anakin has excellent fine motor skills, shown by his mastery of mechanics. Both his motor skills and sensory perceptions are intensified by his connection to the Force.

“Is it possible you see nothing more than the tensions of approaching adulthood?” Mace asked. “No!” Anakin cried. “I see… too much, too much.” “Too much what?” “I burn like a sun inside!” The boy’s voice rang out in the chamber like a bell.

Particularly in Clone Wars Gambit and Rogue Planet, Anakin is thrown off and frustrated when his surroundings are too loud and too bright if they’re outside of a controlled environment that he enjoys. He is easily overwhelmed, but in battle, especially in a ship, he’s able to zero in his focus on the aspects of the scenario that he enjoys to overcome it.

He frequently exhibits stimming (the repetitive performance of certain physical movements or vocalizations, as a form of behavior by persons with autism or other neurodevelopmental conditions) behaviors. Throughout Attack of the Clones and Revenge of the Sith he can be seen picking objects up to turn over in his hands, tinkering with electronics, and rocking when sitting and standing in situations that are distressing to him.

He’s described stimming in Rogue Planet as he’s taking in the sights and sounds of the new environment around him, often holding his hands out in front of himself and turning them over.

He gave a small shiver, then he, also, rubbed his palms on his tunic, held them out, and looked around.

One of Anakin’s most iconic and most heavily criticized lines in Attack of the Clones is his description of how he understands the world through sensory details: “I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough irritating and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here everything is soft and smooth.”

Circumscribed interests

Anakin has intense defined interests in mechanics, often stating that he relates to machines and understands them better than he does with other people. In Clone Wars Gambit: Siege, he uses his special knowledge and connection to machines to rework a storm shield into one that can keep out battle droids. As early as nine years old, in The Phantom Menace, he was already building a podracer of his own, and by age twelve in Rogue Planet he still had that knack for machines and racing, which he used to modify a pair of racing wings to participate in a garbage pit race. In Attack of the Clones, after the death of his mother, he immediately goes back to working with machines to cope. When Padmé tries to talk to him he gets upset and sidetracks back to that interest.

“I brought you something. Are you hungry?” "The shifter broke. Life seems so much simpler when you’re fixing things. I’m good at fixing things. Always was. But I couldn’t… Why’d she have to die? Why couldn’t I save her? I know I could have!”

His interests are zeroed in, and when he wants to talk about them, he has trouble sensing that others don’t want to hear it.

Obi-Wan let these words sit between them for some seconds before asking, blandly enough, “What does the ship mean to you?” “A ship that tunes itself to a need for speed... Wow!” Anakin said. “For me, that would be the perfect friend.” “That’s what I thought,” Obi-Wan said.

When he’s fixated on one point, it’s hard for him to see the bigger picture, no matter how many times those round him try to remind him of it. This is a trait that follows him throughout the entirety of his life.

Total score

With a total score of 188, Anakin falls between "very strong evidence for autism" and the maximum possible score an autistic person can quire on the RAADS-R scale. For comparison, the mean score of autistic people is 130, and the minimum score at which autism is considered is 65. At 90, autism is considered highly likely. I also took the assessment with Obi-Wan in mind, drawing from the same sources as well as Jedi Apprentice, and scored 74, with the most focus in his results being in circumscribed interests and social relatedness.

So many traits that Anakin’s character is criticized for are autistic traits, whether his writers made him that way intentionally or not. I think Hayden Christensen’s portrayal of him was genius and so heartfelt when viewed through this lens. Even when it isn’t being called autism, it’s clear when people recognize a collection of autism traits and characterize a character based on their perception of those traits. Anakin is an amazing case of unintentional autism representation, and the hatred and biases people have toward his character are often based on his autistic traits.

#autistic anakin skywalker #sorry i know no normal person would write this much about this i just got very fixated #and i wanted to share!!!!#maybe sometime i can go over obi wans results too #autism anakin

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Mori isn't a pedo

TW: anime and manga spoilers, mentions of pedophilia, beast spoilers, light novel spoilers, official guidebooks spoilers

WARNING: my purpose isn’t to defend/justify/excuse/support pedophiles or lolicons, i have friends who have been victims of pedophilia and trust me the last thing i would do would be to defend/justify/support/excuse pedophiles and or lolicons.

CHARACTER SHEET

Basically, in his character information sheet, it says that he likes young girls, in JP it would have been young misses (幼女) but anyways, it doesn’t necessarily means something romantic, just like in the guidebook it can be platonic, after all theory, sweet red beans also appear on his likes, which- is a like in general but I believe firmly that it isn’t a romantic like, since Mori actually likes taking care of kids since in beast he literally runs an orphanage, so it makes me believe that it is a platonic type of like.

GUIDEBOOK

A lot of people didn’t understand this BUT, when he said about his favorite type is little girls below 12, doesn’t necessarily mean a romantic attraction, it’s a favorite type in GENERAL, we know that Mori likes taking care of children (beast) so it could be a favorite type as in platonic, and honestly, I believe it could be a reference to the irl author.

ELISE

Elise isn’t meant to represent Mori’s sexual desires despite the name, Elise is meant to represent his regrets, needs, and wants, nothing sexual here despite the name of the ability, I won’t talk a lot about the regrets because I already have.

In beast, Elise was a 20-year-old, but why? Because Mori didn’t need her as a child anymore, he already was running an orphanage so what he needed more was a helper, someone who could help him to take care of those kids, having another kid instead of a caretaker who could help him wouldn’t work for him.

A lot of people consider Elise a “victim” when she is an ability, she can’t really feel, she does whatever Mori wants her to, same with how she acts, she could be straight up a doll for him.

OMAKE

Omake 12, Mori says that Elise is his wife, however is that really what it should have said?

Bsd has a LOT of mistranslations, for example with Yosano in the Spanish version it isn’t specified who dragged her into the war, yet the English version says that Mori was the one who dragged her into the war.

In the JP version, it doesn’t say so, in the JP he says tsuma (妻), and while yes, if you put tsuma on the traductor it says wife, is the traductor really reliable? It isn’t. Tsuma goes from “side” and “edge”, indicating someone who is at the side of someone else, tsuma has historically been used for someone/something by the side, it depends on the context of the situation but honestly for this context I believe it makes sense to use the historical version. Mori could have perfectly used Okusan (奥さん) that directly mean wife, again I believe it’s a clear reference to the irl author who give things to interpretation a lot of times.

CONVERSATION WITH KOUYOU

This again, is used a lot for “proving” that Mori is a pedo, but again, this is another of the mistranslations, in the chapter 37 in the EN version he says “I’m touched, but the only girls I protect are aged twelve and under I’m afraid” yet in the ESP version it says “I’m very happy to hear that, but I’m only interested in those under twenty, you know?” In the anime if you put the JP audio and English subtitles it says “I’m grateful, but I deal only with those under twelve” however if you put the English audio it says “I’m quite grateful for that, but I prefer the woman in my life to be under twelve” which- absolutely sounds weird however the JP version and the JP version, from what I understand says “I’m happy but my defense range is under 12 years old” So, the prove that a lot of people use are straight up mistranslation because on every language it is different and it even variates from the manga to the anime.

CHAPTER 65

Basically, in this chapter a lot of people think that Mori was a creep towards Yosano because he liked her, and I honestly agree he was creepy, but not because of that, let’s start talking about some panels. I want to talk about this one a bit "先週まで和菓子屋の店番だった妾をアンタが無理やり徴用したんだろ" it’s translated very weirdly since it basically says on the translator as "You must have forcibly conscripted the mistress who was the keeper of the Japanese sweets shop until last week." but knowing the context I translate it to "You forcibly drag me, I was the keeper of the Japanese sweets shop until last week" however the translations are very weird, and even more because the kanji “妾” means concubine or mistress, but anyways, let’s go to the next panel.

The anime did a very bad job with this panel too, in this panel Mori says, “Such a strong will….” While having tears in his eyes and apparently, a nosebleed, however rather than being a nosebleed because of Yosano per se, its because of the strong will she has, the confidence she has. Mori represses his feelings due to being the pm boss and going always by the logical solution, in a lot of times he has been shown with regret on his face, an example being the fight with Fukuzawa, so I believe that the nosebleed is because of admiration while the tears are because of him deep down wanting to have that will. Also, his expression changed when looking at her before having the tears and nosebleed.

Next panel, basically a lot of people think that mori has an attraction towards Yosano because of this panel, in this panel he says “よ·さ·のくん私の与謝野君がお気に召したかね?” which means “Did you like my Yosano-kun?” which- does sound creepy, and I won’t defend that, but rather; I will explain. Mori wasn’t the only one who acted that way towards Yosano, other soldiers did too, but why would they? Because she was useful, with the soldiers I think that it was rather admiration for such an ability but that doesn’t change that the way they acted is weird. Mori not only admired Yosano due to her strong will, but because of her ability too. She was useful to war, and therefore she should not be attached because they could not only end up having hatred towards her which would cause her mental health to be worse, and or those soldiers could get killed and it would also affect her mental health. Sure, Mori did abuse her however it was never his direct choice to, sure shooting someone in front of her and forcing her to heal them did affect a lot on her mental health, but we also have to understand that going by Mori’s logic it would be better if she was willing to heal them without the necessity of them being at the border of death (it is shown that she COULD heal minor things).

DEAD APPLE AND LOLITA COMPLEX

This topic is very connected to the next one, so let’s start. In the Dead Apple intro, Mori is shown as someone with a Lolita Complex (ロリータ) and also in the Omake 12, let’s see what Lolita Complex mean; The term Lolita originates from the book Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, we are not going to talk too much about this right now since it will be talked ahead. The English term refers to a man who finds young girls, mostly fictional sexually attractive, yet the Japanese one is different, it comes from positive idealization and romanticization of girl’s culture. I would also say that even though Asagiri said that Dead Apple is canon, I wouldn’t consider EVERYTHING from Dead Apple as canon due that Asagiri didn’t write it.

LOLITA AND LOLICON

To give context, Lolita comes from the book by Vladimir Nabokov, it touches topics about pedophilia, the protagonist being the pedophile towards his stepdaughter that has 12 years in the book and 15 in the movie, the term “Lolita” is used a lot for little girls or teenagers in porn. In Japan, the term Lolicon comes from the book Lolita, Lolicon refers to obsession, liking or attraction towards little girls coming from fiction. Which brings us to question; Can Mori be considered a Lolicon? The answer would actually be no, I used to think that Mori was a Lolicon, but analyzing it he wouldn’t be considered as such. Does he show attraction to Elise? No, taking in account that he isn’t attracted to little girls, and that he didn’t call Elise his “wife” where does the thought of mori being attracted to Elise? It comes mostly from the dark era in the anime version where he is dressing Elise, and honestly the anime did a bad job at this scene. In the light novel, he wasn’t just dressing Elise, in difference he was scolding her for throwing the dresses while running naked, but even if we go with the anime version, there wouldn’t be anything rare since he isn’t blushing or anything else.

CONVERSATION WITH FUKUZAWA

Omake 12

A lot of people, yet again misunderstand some of his conversations with Fukuzawa and use it as “proof” to say that Mori is a pedo, yet misunderstanding is again big. Firstly, the Omake. I believe that Fukuzawa either answered like that because of a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding because; Mori says that Elise is his tsuma, and since it technically does mean wife, Mori saying “Ah, that’s the response that hurts the most!” could mean that he either said it before or he said that on purpose even though it could be misunderstood. I can understand Fukuzawa’s reaction as a misunderstanding, and the next panel makes me think that even more, Fukuzawa says that he will report Mori, yet he didn’t, which makes me think that Mori told him that Elise was his ability afterwards

Chapter 30

In the chapter 30, during Fukuzawa and Mori’s fight, Fukuzawa says “相変わらずの幼女趣味か?” towards Mori, and yet again the mistranslation is very big. The word “趣味” usually means hobby, interest, fondness and even sometimes affection, which is very different to say that it is a fetish, in some translations it even says lust which not necessarily means something sexual but most of the times it is used for sexual things, so I do not understand them using those words.

ABILITY

First, to start about the ability part, we have to state what it has been said in the anime, manga, and even light novels; Abilities are tied to the soul of the user, it reflects the pure form of the user, but what does this has to do with anything? A lot of people use as an argument of mori being a pedo his ability; Elise being a child and the ability name being Vita Sexualis, which honestly at this point I’m not surprised, but as I’ve said before; The book isn’t an erotica despite it being cataloged as such, the book is about the sexual encounters of the protagonist named Shizuka Kanai which is like a autobiography by the author. He quote on quote suspected that unlike the rest of the human race, he might be indifferent to such sexual desires, so why is it named Vita Sexualis? Again, it is about Life and Sex, yet a erotica has to awaken sexual feelings, but the book HARDLY does that, so I do not think it can be considered as an erotica, it surprises me how so many people assume that just by the name.

Thank you for reading my analysis! The first two topics are inspired by some post of plinko mori, and the lolita complex is inspired by this doc!

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some completely unrelated to floraverse groomer got his shit revealed and one of the logs shown was almost verbatim the groomer saying "i'm being abused. you are emotionally abusing me" and the victim saying "i'm 16. you are 35" and it's just so horrifying because i also thought about glip and tem looking at those and how these other full grown adults genuinely act like this

yandere dev, right?

It's similar because it's the same tactic abusive people use when their abuse is pointed out. It's called DARVO.

Deny Attack Reverse Victim and Offender

If you keep repeatedly denying accountability or refusing to even acknowledge owing accountability. People will believe you're not accountable regardless of facts. If you keep attacking your victim, be it the actions they did in response to your abuse, and the victims over all character; people will naturally think you are the victim. Ultimately leading to the reversal of roles of victim and offender between the two parties.

The goal of DARVO is to take control of the narrative and to ultimately shed accountability. If you do it well enough, you can even convince your victim that they're the problem in the situation. Glip is, really, really, really good at this.

What I find frequently with former-flora people I speak with is, they believe they did something bad and want to own up to it when retelling their story. But when they tell me the facts of their story from their perspective, I often struggle to find what they did as actually bad. Coming across as the person believing they where wrong to do this because Glip convinced them that they where.

The biggest example of a victim who was convinced they are the problem was Jolly, when we first started talking Jolly genuinely believed they where equally as responsible as Opa/Glip for their entire situation. That they somehow abused Opa when they where 19/20 and he was 37/38 with full control over them. Before this, Jolly seemed to think they where fully responsible for their tragedy, but Rina made them realize that wasn't true. But when looking at the facts, Jolly's only wrongdoings was doxing Opa on KF and threatening to dox others. This is something that happened only after Jolly got back on their feet after becoming homeless thanks to Opa.

A good recent example of Glip trying to use DARVO is with Lain here.

Glip can't acknowledge how they abused a 13 year old mentally ill annoying teenager on the internet without also receiving a pity party for the "impact" this 13 year old mentally ill annoying teenager on the internet had on them. What?

Because you got an email from her friend of the same age that she was trouble, and you decided to take it as gospel against the other child? Because you got another email from her other abusers and decided to ignore the implications behind a random adult claiming a child wants to 'entrap adults in a child porn charge'? Because the 13 year old was annoying on the internet?

That is all somehow an equally important part of the discussion about how Glip slandered this 13 year old for years for the crime of saying their husband was a zoophile and sexually abused them? Something Glip knew was true the entire time?

This is just DARVO.

Denying acknowledgement of your own wrongdoing while also attacking Lains behavior to force a reverse discussion where Lain is the offender and Glip is the victim.

People like Glip and Yandere Dev use DARVO because it's a strategy that works consistently well for abusive, predatory people like them. I highly suggest everyone learn how recognize it and how it works to protect themselves and others.

#yandere dev #floraverse #glitchedpuppet #forbiddenflora #forbidden flora #glip #pengosolvent #foxflux #darvo

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EverydayArsonist’s Pikmin Headcanons: Part II: The Characters

Olimar Headcanons:

•Cis Male

•Demisexual Biromantic

•39 in Pikmin 1 & 2, 40 in Pikmin 3, and 43 in Pikmin 4 (in this AU)….

•Has worked for Hocotate Freight since he was 24

•Space Pirates fear him

•He sees Louie more like a nephew figure than a son, but still deeply cares about him.

•He thinks that The President is irredeemable and lazy.

•Alph looks up to him, and Olimar can tell that he’s a natural-born leader.

•His respect for Charlie starts off relatively low, but does slowly grow.

•Wishes he could help Brittany overcome her problems, but thinks the task it better suited to someone who knows her better.

Louie Headcanons:

•Cis Male

•Demisexual

•19 in Pikmin 2, 20 in Pikmin 3, and 23 in Pikmin 4

•Regrets the Golden Pikpik Carrots Incident , the Titan Dweevil Incident, and the Ancient Sidehound Incident.

•One quarter Koppaite on his Dad’s side.

•Eating habits are actually completely separate and a result of his grandmother’s unintelligent parenting practice, but he does often lose weight when not eating food high in Vitamin U (it’s just called vitamin u in this au okay?)

•His mom died when he was 7 months old.

•His deadbeat dad who lives on Koppai now sends him a yearly message about the life insurance that he is technically owed

•Louie has never paid him back, and his father threatens legal action but never follows through.

•Wishes Olimar was his dad, but often acts more like a brother around him.

•Wants The President to either give him a raise, quit, or drop dead. These feelings either exist simultaneously with eachother or on their own depending on the situation.

•Confides in Alph, claiming him to be trustworthy. Doesn’t know why.

•Thinks Charlie would be a great guest on his cooking show (that doesn’t exist)

•Originally has a fierce rivalry with Brittany, but after overcoming it, they become The Duo Ever.

President Headcanons:

•Cis Man

•Straight

•45 in Pikmin 1 and 2, 47 in Pikmin 3, and 50 in Pikmin 4

•From Pikmin 1 to Pikmin 3, his legal name is “The President of Hocotate Freight”.

•Had to go back to get the ship instead of Olimar after Pikmin 3 and decided to never go there again to avoid losing more money on ships and/or employees.

•Just let the company go bankrupt again and left after Pikmin 3

•Changed his legal name to Erik

•Went back to PNF-404 on vacation (by complete accident) during Pikmin 4

•Respects Olimar ever since Pikmin 2

•Fears Louie ever since Pikmin 2.

•Doesn’t know the Koppaites.

Alph Headcanons:

•AMAB He/They user.

•Gay

•18 in Pikmin 3 (Koppai’s government is ruthless), and 21 in Pikmin 4.

•Has an intense rivalry with Yorke.

•He’s idolized Charlie for a long time, and respected Brittany for her research.

•They sees Olimar as a fatherly figure in his life, much like how he sees his grandfather and unsurprisingly, his father.

•His relationship with Louie is complicated, as Louie mostly opens up to Alph about his problems, explaining how he feels that Alph is trustworthy. Alph does his best to be the trustworthy friend Louie sees him as.

•Ever since meeting Charlie, they’ve seen him less as a heroic idol and more as That Friend.

•Tries to get Brittany to stop being so angry all the time and fails miserably. Eventually becomes pretty close with her.

Charlie Headcanons:

•Cis Male

•Bisexual

•34 in Pikmin 3, 37 in Pikmin 4.

•Was drafted into the Koppai-Ooji war at 27, but didn’t actually fight, instead dodging the draft by setting up a treasure-hunting business with Don Bergman, his then-partner. When the war ended three years later, he began to search for treasure across the galaxy. Eventually, he and Don Bergman go their separate ways for reasons Charlie doesn’t disclose.

•Thinks Olimar is a better leader than he ever will be (and he’s right)

•Doesn’t like Louie.

•Thinks Alph is more talented than he gives himself credit for.

•Likes Brittany, but is pretty sure she’s into women. And she’s kind of a jerk anyways.

Brittany Headcanons:

•Cis Woman

•Lesbian Egg in Pikmin 3, Fully out in Pikmin 4.

•22 in Pikmin 3, 25 in Pikmin 4.

•She has had a long history with her research. One of the few Koppaite researchers determined to grow plants on Koppai, she stared her research back in highschool with a team of her friends. Over time, they started growing further apart as they tried to create better soil, better fertilizer, and larger plants. Slowly, Brittany became absorbed in her work to the point where she began pushing everyone around her away, becoming increasingly irritable and selfish, trapped in her determination to solve the food crisis.

•Thinks everyone idolizes Olimar too much.

•Starts off despising Louie, until he finally gets her to open up, and they become The Duo Ever.

•Wants Alph to be more confident, but can’t reach out to him.

•Goes from hating Charlie to just being annoyed by him.

Anyways those are all the major characters I’ll probably rant more about minor ones later bye

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Things that come in my head as I play through Diasomnia's chapter (chp 1- 37):

[Potential spoilers below darlings, proceed with caution!]

Lilia using his hatchet, which by Sebek's reactions we can assume is basically at the same level of significance as a magical artifact used by say, one of the great Seven, to cut wood. He even justifies it by saying the hatchet might feel better being used even if for mundane things than sitting and gathering dust somewhere. Is that a metaphor for himself? Is he referring to himself and how he busied himself with raising his sons? To how from a weapon in war, one that brought devastation with every swing of his blade, he softened into a someone, who despite his doubts managed to be a father and mentor to both his sons? Does he think of himself as an object to be used, first in the war and then as a caretaker for Malleus?

Silver losing his cool and shouting that yes, Malleus needs to be there to say goodbye to Lilia. We've seen how Silver constantly wants to be useful and do something to sort of 'justify' Lilia taking him in and raising him as his own. I feel like he doesn't see himself as Lilia's son despite calling him "Father"; he sees Malleus as more deserving of that title, and so every time he's shown some resistance against Lilia going away, he puts it as if he's speaking on behalf of Malleus' feelings. Whereas Malleus believes that he must not be selfish and stop Lilia from leaving just because he doesn't want him to. He's trying to be mature about it all, even if it eats him up inside. Just... why can't these idiots realize how much they love each other?? Also, Lilia asking where Silver got his stubborn streak from like sir, have you seen yourself and Malleus? Both of yall are so stubborn that I'm surprised Silver isn't more stubborn than just this.

Malleus and Silver are so similar in so many ways that it actually hurts. Both are losing their father figure, their mentor. And they're both trying to be so incredibly brave and mature about it. Malleus' general dislike of being compared to a child (even though Lilia says that the Draconias achieve their maturity when they're 1000 years old and are still children at 200 years) and Silver saying that he'll be coming of age the next year when Malleus tells him that all children cry... Both are children, but they don't want to be seen as children. These boys are gonna make me cry istg-

Gonna take a break from the dia boys for a sec because how cute are the first years??? Oh my god I love them all so much. Also, weird freaky things happening to the Prefect... could it be a side effect of being stuck in Twisted Wonderland for so long? Or maybe even an effect of the Prefect starting to become "aware" of how the great seven are the people they see in their dreams? Hm... Also have I told you how much I love Adeuce? Because I love them. Very much. The way Ace shows concern about the Prefect feeling under the weather, and the way Deuce immediately agrees that they should leave after saying their greetings just makes me so happy (and it reminds me of my friends.... i think i just realized why im so fond of the idiots...) Okay now back to our regularly scheduled program...

Love how Lilia basically said, "If people here were well-adjusted individuals who knew how to ask for help gracefully and take the help offered to them gracefully they wouldn't have been chosen by the Dark Mirror" because he's soo right, but also, dear sir, if you recall, you were chosen to attend this very same institute yourself <3

"I haven't the slightest intention of being friendly–" shut it lightning boy we're gonna KO you with the power of friendship and life-or-death bonding situations

LILIA HOW DARE YOU TRY TO LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE TO YOUR KIDS ISTG IM GONNQ BITE YOU YOU STUPID OLD MAN THEY FUCKING LOVE YOU HOW DARE YOU SHSVWIDVWYDGWIDVEYWGDGEUDGDH

Oh shit the iconic Maleficent entry– I love you Malleus but Jesus christ you are scaring me rn with that smile–

First battle of the chapter.... wish me luck... Oh wait I was supposed to lose? Ah that's fine, I didn't wanna be stuck on that chapter for the next six months-

Oh god the utter pain in Lilia's voice when he yells out to Malleus.... oh this hurts more than hearing Silver cry.... why can't these idiots just fucking talk and tell each other how much they love each other?!?!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HELLO?!?!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT–Malleus' voice is so pretty while humming the song– BUT HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS THAT?!?! THE FUCKING PROTAGNONIST OF YOUR OWN STPRY?? THE TEISTED WONDERLAND SORT OF TITLE SCREEN THINGY WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK I— WHDYEHWGDGDYW

#in short #im losing my mind #but in a good way #for now #im terrified of whats gonna happen next lol #the spoilers did not prepare me at all lmao #ice speaks #random things #twst #twst diasomnia #twisted wonderland #malleus twisted wonderland #lilia twisted wonderland #silver twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland sebek #diasomnia #diasomnia chapter #potential spoilers #diasomnia spoilers

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Chapter 37: The First Fight

The Sun, the Moon, and All Our Stars

Summary and Details…

Chapter Background and Summary: Sebastian and Kate are on an adventurous camping trip in the Scottish Highlands. On the third day, the lovers explore a hidden cave. Attempting to feed off of their emotions, a horde of Dementors create an illusion depicting the couple's greatest fantasies and worst fears. When Sebastian passes out, Kate protects them both, getting them both to safety. When he wakes, they have a lot to unpack. Sebastian finally tells Kate more about his unimaginably horrific experiences in Azkaban and reveals his ever-present self-doubt. Kate's subsequent words of unwavering support, positivity, and adoration lift him from the depths of his sorrow, and it all results in intense lovemaking. Filled with happiness, Sebastian stupidly proposes without thinking; Kate tells him she wants to marry him but won't accept until he plans and does it right.

Pairing: 25-year-old, post-Azkaban Sebastian Sallow x Kate Mayflower (my OC)

Content warnings: In general, this story is rated 18+, so MNDI. This chapter features the couple's first argument, the hypothetical idea of parental disapproval, feelings of extremely low self-esteem, discussion of privilege and status, misunderstandings, and sharp, biting words.

The full chapter is available below the cut; it can also be found on AO3 (link is posted below). Please leave some feedback if possible. 🥰

Chapter 37: The First Fight

Kate and Sebastian finally stop chuckling about their newfound hatred for caves.

“I am rather excited to see the castle, though,” Kate tells him with a grin. "There's bound to be something interesting there if it's so inaccessible. Hopefully it will be safer, though. I think I've had enough danger for a lifetime." She laughs, but she's completely serious. "I've never been in a situation like that in all my life. I... Honestly, I never thought I would need to use anything I learned in Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. Thank goodness for Professor Hecat being a great teacher. You know, she is such a fascinating person."

Sebastian has a brief flash of guilt upon hearing the word safer. He and Kate could have died in the cave if not for her quick thinking. He should have been the one to protect her - and he has mixed feelings about the fact that his girlfriend had to be his protector. It’s obvious that she is still worried and shaken.

He tries to shake those thoughts and kisses her shoulder gently, smiling as she mentions their old teacher. "You must have been a good student in her class, then?"

"I think I earned an Acceptable grade, so, no, not really. I was definitely not one of her star students. I was never a great duelist; no one would have recruited me for Crossed Wands, that illicit dueling club. It was such a poorly kept secret. A couple of my friends joined it - Lottie and Otty. They’re married now, living in America," Kate adds. "Anyway, I know the class wasn't only about dueling. Just like everyone else, I had to practice against a Boggart and learn the Patronus spell and other things." She furrows her brow as she realizes something. "Sebastian... you never learned the Patronus spell, did you? We didn't study that until sixth year... you would have… been in prison."

Sebastian shakes his head slowly. His face is unreadable for a moment before he speaks.

"I did not have the opportunity to learn the Patronus spell," he says quietly. "You're right. I was in prison for sixth year." He sighs. "Not only did they take my freedom and years of my life... but they robbed me of my education as well. That was one of the worst parts."

Kate rubs his back. "Considering how much you love to study and learn, to never have finished your schooling… That is truly a cruel punishment. I mean... of course you're a competent wizard," she notes quickly, hoping not to offend him. "You're more competent than most, really..." She looks up into his eyes. "You would have been a top NEWT student, based on what you've told me about school. It's a shame."

Sebastian's face remains serious but even more sad. He takes a deep breath, exhaling to shake off his melancholy. "I wish I had had the opportunity to finish my schooling," he remarks somberly this time. "But it is what it is. My life is so different than I expected."

Kate's eyebrows raise as she considers his wish. She wonders if, as a Hogwarts staff member, she could advocate for him to finish coursework somehow. She doesn't mention it, as she doesn't want to get his hopes up. She's never even heard of that happening, so it’s incredibly unlikely.

"There is one thing I will say. You may have never graduated, but you are a learned man. Honestly, you're one of the smartest people I know." She offers him a smile. "And you've experienced things that others never will. It's given you a perspective most will never be able to understand."

"You are correct. It has given me a view of the world and humanity that is truly unique. It has changed me in many ways," he admits, meeting her gaze once again. "But I cannot deny that it has hurt my pride, as a wizard. If I am being completely honest, it is something that makes me ashamed and embarrassed... and sometimes angry."

"I understand." Kate nods, looking down.

It’s been a day of misfortune, revelations, and tough conversations. There is still something weighing heavily on her mind, one that has been for quite some time now. It’s not going to make for pleasant conversation, but it eventually must be said, so Kate decides that it might as well happen today.

"I have to be completely honest with you, Bash." There's a pause. "You know how much I love you. But... my family..." She takes a breath. "My family has really high standards. I... I don't know what they are going to think about your past." She takes a breath. "No one will change my mind about you, but... it worries me. I think they are going to be a challenge." She is afraid to meet his eyes. It's going to hurt him, but she has to tell him at some point. Her family is going to ask questions soon - potentially as soon as they return home after their trip.

Sebastian takes a sharp inhale and holds his breath as he processes her words. She's concerned that her family won't accept him, he gathers.

Now, it is her turn to see a flash of anger from him. He clenches his jaw tightly, his entire face hard. "My past," he says, his voice low and cold. "My past should not matter to them. And you know better than anyone that my past doesn't define me. You know who I am now..."

Kate tenses up even more upon seeing his expression and hearing his tone. Her own voice comes out a little squeaky. "O-Of course I know that, Sebastian..." She looks as though she is physically in pain. "But… my parents are going to find out about your past, and... though it doesn't define you, it is part of who you are today. If I don't tell them myself, they'll figure it out on their own. My mum is resourceful. She can find anything out if she puts her mind to it. She knows a lot of people. She's... she's really the obstacle, if I'm honest, Bash. I'm..." she hesitates. "I'm scared. I'm scared of what she'll think."

"Your mother shouldn't even know about my past before I tell her," he barks. "I should be the one to tell your parents... Not you." He looks as though he is struggling to remain in control, his anger seeping out of him in waves. "Is there even a part of you that believes me worthy of your trust and affection?" he growls. “That your parents will find me worthy?”

"Stop it," Kate snaps back, irritated. "You need to cool down. I'm on your side, not working against you." Her brows knit together. "I mean, Sebastian, consider their point of view. Someday, if we become parents, would you be thrilled by the prospect of our daughter marrying an Azkaban escapee who never even graduated from school?" She realizes she's getting heated, too, and takes a moment before she starts again. "I'm more upset about this than you know! You deserve family. If my family is awful about you, I would feel terrible, Sebastian. Terrible for you."

"Yeah, well, whatever," Sebastian replies, bitterness in his voice. "I am an Azkaban escapee, an uneducated dark wizard who only works for the DMLE because I was forced to become a double-agent. And I’m practically a gang member. You're right! I'm not a catch! Why would any parents want their daughter to be with a man who has done the things I have done?" His breath is getting faster now, his hand clenched and shaking with rage and adrenaline. "They'll despise me, and there will be nothing I can do about that. I'm just a lowlife loser, aren't I?!"

"No!" Kate protests. "No, of course not! Bash, please..."

"Face it, Kate," he says coldly. "Your parents are going to look down on me because of my past. Hell, even you are looking down on me right now!" There is a pause as he gathers his thoughts amidst the anger boiling inside. "You know they see everything from their angle of pureblood privilege. And I am pureblood, as if that even fucking matters, but I certainly don't fit into your family's world of status and wealth. I won't fit in. I won't be considered good enough for you!"

Kate begins tearing up silently, unable to speak. Her throat hurts, a sure sign she is going to cry. When she eventually feels the inevitable hot tears sliding down her face, she wipes them and shakily says, "I-I t-think we should take a minute to- to ourselves. I'll... get dinner ready. Please don't follow me."

Sebastian's heart shatters as he watches tears roll down her cheeks, her lips trembling. He's seen Kate cry before, but never like this. She's usually so confident, so collected, but here, in this moment, she is anything but.

Anger still smolders inside of him, but he knows it isn't really directed at her. He knows he needs to calm down. He needs to be better, but he just can't resist another mean comment. "Fine. Go. Be alone! Go cry or whatever it is that you need to do," he spits out, his voice tinged with bitterness.

Kate is mute as she puts her pink dress back on, struggling to tie the bow as her hands shake. Sebastian just observes, simmering and not offering to help. She takes one last look at him, then disappears down into her extendable bag to take some time to calm herself down and think.

He watches her leave with his fists clenched in a white-knuckled grip, tears burning in his eyes. Almost immediately, Sebastian wants to follow her and apologize. He wants to hug her, hold her, wipe her tears... but he just can't. Deep down, his pride is wounded. Is it his fault that she is crying? She always has it together, she is always strong, and here he has reduced her to tears with just a few words. His thoughts are a mix of anger, guilt, and regret as he gets up from the bed and dresses. He opens the tent flap and steps outside to get some air.

The moment Kate reaches the bottom of the ladder, she mutters a silencing charm and allows herself to let loose, sobbing. The situation just isn't fair to anyone, and she knows it's going to be difficult to convince her family about Sebastian's worth. Her mum is so judgmental, and her papa and sister will be concerned more than anything.When some time has passed, she finally begins to prepare for dinner. She'll have to face Sebastian sooner or later, and perhaps after some time and some food, they can have a more civil conversation.

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liiilyevans · 11 months

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Hello, for ship asks, if you don't mind, could you do number 20, 37, 41 & 42 for hinny? Thank you ❤

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How do they comfort each other when one of them is upset? Is this method of comfort effective?

I think Ginny knows when to give Harry space and when to push him. There are just times when Harry needs time to process whatever is happening in his life. I think Ginny knows this and allows Harry to have that time to process, then she goes in and talks to him when he's ready, or he comes to her. Ginny's a very good listener in my mind. I also feel like she looks at situations and says 'yeah, that's shit. do you want ice cream?' and it's so refreshing to him because Harry is not only a fixer, but he's a fixer with a savior complex.

I think Ginny is the complete opposite. When she's upset, she wants to rave about it and does not want to hear any advice whatsoever. When she's run out of steam, she curls up in Harry's lap and lets him hold her. It's only hours later that Harry asks 'do you want my opinion?' and Ginny's reluctantly like 'yeah, fine.' (She definitely does want his opinion, but she'd never tell him that lol)

Who’s more emotionally sensitive/cries more often?

Neither of them? I don't think either of them are particularly weepy at all. I can see them both crying at funerals, but that's about it.

As far as emotional sensitivity, Ginny is more in tune with her emotions and the emotions of those around her.

What would they do if they lost the other?

I think it depends on where they're at in their life. If they've grown old together and know that their time is coming, I think they'd both be very accepting.

Now, if I'm playing devil's advocate, Ginny would lose her mind if she lost Harry while he was on an Auror mission. I think she still has a lot of beef with the fact that he left her after sixth year to go Horcrux hunting, and I think this is only exasperated when he goes on Auror missions. I don't think it's something she'd ever voice, but I think it's something she lives with every day.

I think the same goes for Harry. If he lost Ginny, especially if it was during the war, I don't think he'd ever forgive himself. He would see it as his fault, even if that isn't the case. I think he'd be in mourning for the rest of his life. (Harry Potter is a one true love kinda man imo)

What’s their relationship like with each other’s friends/families?

I'm assuming you are not talking about the AU where Lily and James die? (What do you mean you didn't know they were alive?)

Well, Lily and James absolutely adore Ginny. They think she's the best thing since sliced bread. The first time Ginny came over as Harry's girlfriend (they've met her in passing before obvs), Harry and Ginny were actually in a fight (a very petty one, too) and they ended up going at it in the Potter's kitchen. Well, Harry was talking (closer to yelling) and Ginny goes 'are you done?' and he says 'yeah' and she goes 'great go fuck yourself' then storms out of the house. Harry just stands there in shock (and also realizes that he's just had an embarrassing fight in front of his parents) and Lily goes 'I like her.' And the rest is history.

James and Lily also are super big supporters of Ginny's Quidditch career. They are at every game with their faces painted green and gold. And you better not insult Ginny's playing because you will have to answer to both of them.

It's already canon that Harry is basically a Weasley. Molly and Arthur love him, and think he's the sweetest, most polite kid around. His mum always wonders why that politeness disappears when he comes home. But Molly knits him more than sweaters and Arthur is always asking him to come look in his shed and explain how Muggle things work.

All in all, the Weasleys and the Potters get along great with their kids SOs.

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yyunari · 2 years

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LOVE DIVE - 006. narcissistic my god i DONT love it

SYNOPSIS . y/n l/n is excited when she gets accepted into belift high’s dance team— that is, until she finds out her ex-boyfriend from japan is on it as well. but she only remembers nishimura riki as two things, narcissistic and over confident in himself. and when they meet again after so many years, y/n finds that not much has changed. despite everything that went down between the two, she couldn’t help but feel her old attraction to him returning. how will she deal with her confusing and complex feelings? hopefully in a healthy way.

“Are you Y/N L/N?”

Y/N made eye contact with the front desk lady and nodded.

The lady smiled back and handed her a set of papers. “Here’s your schedule, a map, and some paperwork you need to fill out. Is your parent or guardian here?”

“No, they work in the morning.”

“That’s fine, I’ll just have it emailed to them. Just fill out the top parts real quick.”

Y/N began to do the dreaded paperwork, hands hurriedly gliding over the papers in order to make it go by faster. At that point it was already ten minutes until class started, and she didn’t want to end up being late for class. After all, punctuality was rather important for Y/N.

In some cases, she even figured punctuality showed people’s true character.

Which was why Y/N found herself being early or on time for almost anything she had to do. However that morning, she found that she had slept in a few minutes past the time which she would have normally woken up. And the difference between waking up at 7:30 and waking up at 7:37 is that 7:30 is a universally known reference of time and 7:37 felt too odd. Long story short, she got out of bed at 8:00 because in her head, 30 minute time stamps make more sense than being on time.

And it also definitely wasn’t because she had been thinking about a certain ex of hers.

Y/N quickly finished filling out what she had to, and looked back up.

“Oh, you’re done already? That was fast… just put them on that table and I’ll—”

A knock was heard on the door.

“That must be the boy who volunteered to show you around.” The lady smiled at Y/N, then turned to the door. “Come in!”

Before Y/N could process what she had just said, the door opened to reveal none other than the one who had plagued her mind all night. Despite the amount of time she had spent hoping that she wouldn’t see him so soon, her wishes had blatantly been ignored.

Nishimura Riki stood there with a bright smile as he started at Y/N, and it sickened her. How could he act so casually after what he did? After he stood her up, ditched her for his friends, and was never emotionally there for her— she found it almost mocking how he felt the need to reach out to her. Almost as if he was looking down on her….

Y/N gave Riki a subtle scan. He had grown much taller (like… BY A LOT) and even dyed his hair blonde. His features were more defined and he looked…. mature in a way.

He looked good; Y/N almost felt her heart skip a beat.

Almost.

His looks would never change how he treated her back then.

“Y/N, this is Nishimura Riki. He volunteered to show you around the school!” The lady introduced.

“Hey Y—”

Y/N cut him off. “With all due respect ma’am, I don’t need a guide. My friends can show me around.”

“O-Oh, is that so?”

“Yes. Am I free to leave?” She nodded, so Y/N hurriedly grabbed her belongings and rushed out the door.

She would rather eat soap than be in a room with Nishimura Riki for longer than a minute.

Y/N felt relief rush through her body as she escaped the uncomfortable situation, her muscles relaxed while she tried to find her way to her classroom.

But of course, she could never be too lucky.

“Y/N!”

She gave no sign that she heard him.

“Y/N! Please, let me talk to you…”

At that point Riki was already raising his voice and Y/N didn’t want to cause a scene. “There’s nothing to talk about. We dated and now we’re strangers, and I don’t really want to be involved with you anymore.”

She could hear Riki’s breath hitch for a bit, and she thought that she was finally able to render him speechless.

That was, until he said, “Fine! I can’t believe I wanted to talk to you again. You’re as stuck up as I remember!”

Classic Riki, not able to take rejection.

“And you’re as full of yourself as I remember. You still think I owe you an explanation or something. Well guess what— I don’t. I explained myself well enough back then and if you had trouble understanding it then that’s on you. We don’t need to talk, because there’s nothing to talk about. Our relationship ended years ago.”

Y/N didn’t mean to raise her voice towards the end but somehow, it had ended that way.

The two of them stood there in silence, still finding the words to say, before Y/N finally spoke up once more.

“I think it’s best if we don’t cross paths anymore.”

And with that, she walked away from Riki and all their past drama.

As much as she felt bad for yelling, Y/N knew that he deserved it and felt no remorse for the boy. He was still the same narcissist she broke up with and he needed a humbling.

She sighed, and could only hope that she would have been able to find her classroom by herself.

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adri-2022 · 2 years

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Mysterious Ways

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Halstead x OC Allison

Warnings: fluff, angst

Word count: 2179

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Being young and in love wasn’t easy as it was. Imagine what it would be like, being 22 years old and dating a 37-year-old guy, well that was Allison's situation. She had been dating Jay Halstead detective at the Intelligence Unit in the 21st district in the city of Chicago. They met in a very interesting way, she was just getting out of class at the local college, just a 20-year-old trying to deal with school stress. There had been a threat of active shooter and obviously Intelligence had to take a step, Jay saved her when a gun was being pointed at her, she saw every moment in slow motion and the rest -well it’s history-.

At the very beginning they had their ups and downs, obviously based on the age difference it was bound to have some rough patches, those made their relationship a bit rocky. They didn’t seem to manage to see eye to eye in a lot of things, both of them being as stubborn as they come. But the thing about their connection and their stubbornness was that they didn’t give up on their crazy love. Yes, Allison was young -no doubt about it- but she was a very centered, very smart woman which made Jay fall completely to his knees.

She’s a sweet young woman, very selfless, with a gentle soul; you could feel the aura of a room change once she entered and pretty much Jay’s reason to come home at the end of the day. Now two years later freshly turned 22 years old and their relationship being stronger than ever. They work together about their problems, they made a pact to never, ever, go to bed mad at each other which gave them the time to think about the issue and solve it once they were calmer.

How did Jay’s friends and family react you might ask? Well, they were really understanding, it was clear that it wasn’t just some puppy love or a fling between a barely young woman and an older guy. The connection between the two was something never witness before. So, all of them gave both Allison and Jay their entire support, through thick and thin. And that basically got Allison a chosen family, one that wouldn’t just up and leave at the first rock in the path.

Today was just another normal day, Jay had woken up cuddling with the most beautiful girl in the world, at least that’s what he thought and it was true, then got ready for work and left to work, not leaving before he went back to their room and gave her a kiss on her forehead and nose, as to not wake her up yet it happen to be her day off -and let’s say that Jay really, really appreciated days off- they were sacred to him. He admired her for a minute, just taking in her beauty and the peace that surrounded her before he had to face the real world.

Allison woke up feeling off, her head was pounding, and her stomach was not cooperating. Once she got to the kitchen of hers and Jay’s apartment, the smell of coffee made her want to attack the kitchen with some Clorox, the smell made her feel gross. It never happened before, but -they ate Chinese food last night- so maybe she had a stomach bug. At this point she forgot what breakfast meant, and she went to get dressed for the day. Maybe go to the mall or visit her green-eyed babe at his work.

But it didn’t matter what she put on, everything felt off period. She couldn’t find a vibe, that said “today is my day off, and I know I’m cute”.

“What it’s happening to me today- God could this day get any worse?” she said getting frustrated. So, she opted for something comfy and chic, which meant some leggings and Jay’s hoodie. She then went to the living room to pick up her car keys, bag and a bottle of water, well she really took a deep breath before going in the kitchen- and ran for the sake of her stomach.

Meanwhile at the intelligence unit’s bullpen, they were doing paperwork, while some of them -hens Adam and Kevin- were behaving like children, as always.

“Hey Jay, how’s Allison?” Hailey -Jay’s partner- asked

“She’s doing good, actually today is her day off” Jay answered rolling his eyes at the fact that he couldn’t be home cuddling with his beautiful girlfriend, which made Hailey and Kim -the only ones paying attention- laugh.

“Uh, I bet your extra happy about that!” Kim said while chuckling. “Yes, super happy” Jay sarcastically responded.

An hour later Allison was taking the last of the steps that led to the front desk of the 21 district. There, on the middle of chaos, was a powerful and very grumpy Sergeant Trudy Platt -probably yelling at some of the officers for being in her front desk-.

“I don’t care if you bring the president, you are still on over time, so get your ass out of my front desk” Trudy said dismissing the patrol officer, with an unamused look on her face. Looking up to see who else was there to waste her time, she encountered a surprise,

“Hi, Mrs. Chuckles to be, what brings you to this beautiful tourist attraction on this day?” she said sarcastically, which made the both of them give a slight smile.

“Hi momma Trudy. Nothing much, just going to visit Chuckles himself….and… I brought you this” Allison said while putting the bag of donuts in the sergeant’s view. There was a box of six just for the woman. Trudy then proceeded to give Allison a surprised yet thankful smile.

“You- oh you are my new favorite for sure. None of this idiots appreciates a thing I do. The very least they can do is not bother me. But yet. Here. He. Comes” that last part was directed to a patrol officer who was approaching the desk with a guilty expression. “God, what did you do now, huh?” while Trudy said this to the young officer, she gave Allison a nod to the stairs signaling that she would buzz her up to the intelligence bullpen.

Allison took that as her leave and started climbing the stairs immediately hearing laughter and- oop yeah- that’s Adam pestering the others about doing paperwork. Once at the top the first to notice her was Kevin who came straight with a fist bump and a big hug. This got the attention of the whole unit. Jay was on his feet as soon as he noticed who was being engulfed by the big teddy bear.

“Hey baby, what are you doing here?” Jay smiled wrapping his arms around her waist and giving her a sweet kiss. “Just visiting and a brought the goods” Allison responded with a big smile, and at the mention of “the goods” Adam practically ran to see what the bag in Kevin’s desk had inside.

“Adam stop. That’s not just for you. ADAM!” “HEY get back here” Kim and Hailey screamed running after Adam who pretty much bolted to the break room with the whole box.

“How was your morning?” “Lonely, woke up to an empty bed. I even thought that a dreamed about a green-eyed guy.” Now Allison and Jay were the only once left in the bullpen just having their moment, still with their arms around each other. “Uh- really. Huh, I’ll have to talk to Voight about this green-eyed guy who’s in my girl dreams” he smiled while giving her a kiss in the nose which made her giggle.

It’s been a couple of hours, and everyone in the bullpen was cracking on with paperwork leaving Allison in the break room to eat something -because yes, Jay found out that she hadn’t eaten, Voight heard and yelled at a poor patrolman to get something to eat ASAP- Allison even heard the patrol car with sirens leaving the station. They cared a lot, and that made Allison feel very good.

She got up to throw the trash in the trashcan and go out in the bullpen to see how the team was doing. Once at the doorframe she felt like her head was spinning. So, she stopped in her tracks trying to get focused, shaking her head to get the feeling to leave her alone.

“Babe you, okay?” this got the attention of the team who glanced up at Allison’s lost gaze and Jay’s very worried expression. Jay got up to get to her just as her eyes went to the back of her head and she dropped. Thankfully Jay was at arm’s length and catches her. By now the team had mobilized themselves calling for an ambulance which got there pretty fast.

As Jay got in the back of the ambulance with Allison, he gave the team a worried smile and got a hold of Allison’s hand giving it a gentle kiss, while with his other hand he caressed her hair. It wasn’t long until they got to Med, to be met by Ethan and Maggie who immediately got to work, leaving Will to calm his brother.

An hour had past when Ethan came out.

“Hey, how is she? Is she okay? What happened?” Jay bombarded; Ethan just raised one hand as to tell Jay that he was going to answer but that he had to calm down.

“She’s okay. She’s resting right now. We think it had to be related to her glucose, so we send for a blood test. The results should be here any minute. I know it’s a stupid question but is protocol, would you like to see her now?” at this Jay sighed and nodded. “I’ll be at the nurse desk if you need me” Will said as to what Jay thanked him.

Now following Ethan in Allison’s room. He couldn’t help but to release a relieved sigh. There she was sleeping peacefully on her side and looking as if nothing happened. Getting to her, Jay pulled a chair closer and sat getting her hand and bringing it to his lips.

“Hey, my boyfriend won’t like you being this close to me” Jay heard her voice making his head snap up, then giving her a big relieved smile and leaning to give her a kiss. “I think I could take him” he said with giving her a smirk and a wink.

“You really scared me, thought I lost there for a second” now in a serious way looking straight in her eyes. “I’m okay, I’m right here. Not going anywhere Jay” Allison responded putting her other hand on his cheek, which he leaned on. Just then the door opened showing Ethan and Will.

“I have your blood test results. And we figured out was caused you to essentially faint” Ethan said giving Will a nod. “Allison- your pregnant, 3 months to be exact” Will finished. The room fell silent, while Jay looked at Allison with happy tears, he couldn’t even comprehend how they didn’t figure it out sooner.

“Wait 3 months? Already?” Allison said while putting her hand on her barely noticeable bump. “Yes, you didn’t notice your period missing” “No, I- I’ve so stressed with work and college that a didn’t even think about it to be honest” She said with her voice cracking a couple of times.

“Well congratulations, both of you, we’ll give you some privacy” with that both Ethan and Will left. Leaving a very worried Allison, because even though Jay loved her, they hadn’t really talked about kids. I mean she was really young and he- well maybe he didn’t see kids to be a factor in his life. This would definitely break them, he was gonna leave her and she felt nothing more than desperation and anxiety creeping on her. As if he could read her worried thoughts trough her expression,

“Hey sunshine. It’s okay. We’ll figure it out. I’m not going anywhere; I’m staying right here. We’re having a baby” he said giving her hand a sweet kiss, putting the other one on top of her barely visible baby bump -but now they knew it was there- and smiling like a kid who just got the best Christmas present. This made Allison look at Jay with a surprised expression. “You’re happy?”

“Of course, I’m happy, were having a mini us. Hey- baby look at me- This is good, it’s so good. You have no idea how happy I am. And there is no one I’d rather share this blessing with than you” with that he stood up placing both his hands on the cheeks and giving her a massive kiss that poured all the love and the joy they were both feeling. When pulling from the kiss, he gaze into her eyes with a determined goal in mind,

“Marry me…” silence. A teary smile broke in Allison’s face while she nodded, pulling him into another kiss. I guess life really works in mysterious ways.

#jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x you #jay halstead #one chicago fic #fan fiction #chicago pd imagines #jay halstead fluff #jay halstead angst

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👵Written by a 90 year old!!❤️

🤙42 lessons life taught me 💖

It is something we should all read at least once a week! Make sure you read to the end!

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio.

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 42 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I've ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short – enjoy it..

4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and family will.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don't have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.

7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

8. Save for retirement starting with your first pay check.

9. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

10. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

11. It's OK to let your children see you cry.

12. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

13. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it...

14 Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

15. Get rid of anything that isn't useful. Clutter weighs you down in many ways.

16. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

17. It's never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and no one else.

18. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.

19. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

20. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

21. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.💖

22. The most important sex organ is the brain.

23. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

24. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'

25. Always choose life.

26. Forgive but don’t forget.

27. What other people think of you is none of your business.

28. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

29. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

30. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does..

31. Believe in miracles.

32. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

33. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.

34. Your children get only one childhood.

35. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

36. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere. (I love this one)

37. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

38. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have not what you need.

39. The best is yet to come...

40. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

41. Yield.

42. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Join us - Beauty and Weird Stuff

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I’m sorry if you answered a similar question like this but was there any terrible or traumatic experiences/events King James went through?

Yeah, so, James's life was basically nonstop trauma from the age of negative 3 months to the age of 20.

Unfortunately I don't have a lot of time today but I can come back later and make a post with double-checked dates and links. But just going off of memory here are some highlights (ages may be wrong):

His mother Mary QOS claims a gun was pointed at her belly during the assassination of David Rizzio when she was pregnant with James

His father was murdered, his mother exiled, and he never saw her again after the age of 15 months

As a 1-year-old baby king Scotland fell into a civil war between "his" forces and his mother's

He was raised isolated and lonely in Stirling Castle mostly by grim Presbyterians (not completely locked up alone, but he later spoke of this time as lonely, I rambled about this before, cn: Esmé Stewart) who attempted to brainwash him against Mary QOS (I rambled about this AT LENGTH before)

He was so harshly disciplined/beaten by George Buchanan that he had PTSD symptoms as an adult

He seems to have had developmental problems such as delayed speech and walking, which were probably... not treated sympathetically. He was probably physically disabled though there are dozens of different modern diagnoses that have been offered.

3/4 of his childhood regents were murdered as part of the civil war and/or political feuding. First, his uncle. Then, his grandfather, who was carried bleeding into Stirling castle and died in front of 5 year old James's eyes. Then, the Earl of Mar, who was James's custodian/foster-father, was probably poisoned (James=6).

When James was 11, one of his childhood friends (who was then 20 - he was a bit older than James), pushed by the then-regent Morton, led an armed attack on Stirling Castle to try to take custody of James by force. The Master of Mar, father of his other childhood friend (Thomas Erskine, same age as James) had to take up a halberd and physically protect James from the attackers. James at one point thought the Master of Mar had been killed in front of his eyes. He wasn't, but Thomas Erskine's older brother really was killed.

When James is 13 he looks around at this shitty situation and says "nope", proclaims himself an adult ruler, meets and then immediately falls in love with his 37-year-old cousin Esmé Stewart. (The main subject of this earlier ramble) Probably not good for James's emotional development.

When James is 15 he executes the last of his childhood regents, Morton, probably convinced by Esmé Stewart that the guy had a hand in the murder of his father Lord Darnley. So 4/4 of James VI's regents met sticky ends.

When James is 16 his anti-Catholic nobles, who hate Esmé Stewart, kidnap James and hold him hostage, treating him badly. Esmé Stewart has to flee Scotland and dies in France and James never really recovers from this.

When James is 17 he escapes and rules surrounded by various allies including Catholic nobles. When James is 19 though the kidnappers from before come back to Scotland funded by Elizabeth and take over again.

I think I've forgotten some incidents, like I think he might have almost died once already by this point, but I don't remember the details.

After this point, though, James actually is an adult ruler who can hold his own in politics. So, like, wild backstabbings, betrayals by loved ones, war, etc., but James was more effectively able to ride the political waves and gave as good as he got, so it's not the same level of "helpless kid bashed around by politics".

So......... yeah. A bit of trauma. It's really no wonder he turned out like he did in a lot of ways.

#james vi and i #james's weird stan rambles again #james's trauma conga #no royals really had happy childhoods but james REALLY stands out #content note #tw child abuse #tw csa #tw grooming #tw death #tw trauma #tw murder #probably more but i can't think of them

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slasher-smasher · 3 months

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Cassidy Bishops Info Sheet

Thank you @sehtoast for letting me use the outline for the sheet! I didn't use all the questions.

Cassidy Bishop

Link to google doc of more detailed version

Face claim: Alexandra Daddario

Age

Looks 37 (real age is 117, I tried making her age accurate so that she was in her late 30s in 1943, but the wiki for The Boys is wacky for timelines)

Nationality

British

Current residence

Manhattan (Apartment)

Occupation

Medical Doctor

Talents and skills

Fast Learner, Expert Surgeon, Art Sketching

Parent (describe relationship)

Her father was one of the top geneticist for the British government and worked along with Fredrick Vought when he defected to the Allied Powers. He is a strict man that loves his country and Queen (rip) to the extent that he would sacrifice his only daughter in the name of science and the benefit to Britain.

Significant others (describe relationship)

Ian Quinn - Journalist that covers wars and corruption. He met Cassidy when she moved back to England after she left Vought and tried to move on from her past.

Homelander/John- It's complicated. He is obsessed with her. She tries to keep him at arms length as just friends.

Relationship skills

Empathy, Patience

Height

5'8"

Weight

140lbs

Hair color

Brown with blonde highlights

Eye color

Lavender (Light Blue before Compound V)

Glasses or contact lenses?

Wears blue contacts when at work.

Skin color

Pale

Dress style

Casual mostly, but wears blouses and dress pants when at the hospital

Mannerisms

Even though she is a 117 year old doctor that has been through some shit, she is socially awkward when it comes to social situations.

Hobbies

Sketching, reading medical journals, listening to music while at the park, baking.

Favorite sayings/quote

"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious." - Albert Einstein

Style

Comfortable

Greatest flaw

Her empathy. She allows people Homelander to manipulate her when she feels guilty.

Best quality

Kindness, strong ethics

Introvert or extrovert?

Introvert

Educational background

Many many MD degrees over the years and masters in psychology

Mental health

A bit traumatized by her injection of V by Vought and her father.

Short-term goals

Keep up D-grade supe status cover, save lives in the hospital,

Long-term goals

Bring Vought's corruption to light but not willing to join Billy's team and go to his extremes. Have a normal loving relationship, maybe a family.

How emotional is your character?

One would think being through 4 wars she would learn to hide away her feelings but Cassidy wears her heart on her sleeve. She gets super passionate about things.

How logical is your character?

Even though she is emotional her professional ethics are strong and is used during emergencies.

What would most embarrass your character?

She is subconscious about her age. Even though she is basically immortal, she hates the fact that she is twice peoples age. Being in the spot light.

How does the character deal with conflict?

Often uses logic.

How does the character deal with sadness?

Sketches, cuddle times with her Rottweiler.

What does the character want out of life?

A normal non supe life

What would the character like to change in his or her life?

Being a supe. Saving Homelander as a child from the lab.

What motivates this character?

To be opposite of her father. Help heal people without the cost of others.

What frightens this character?

Being taken to be experimented on. Letting people down. Not being able to heal people.

What makes this character happy?

Friends, her dog, baking, lots of tea (no it's not a British joke, I just LOVE tea)

Is the character judgmental of others?

Homelander is mainly the exception due to their history but yes when it comes to people like Stormfront and Vought higher employees in general. She HATES greed and manipulations.

Is the character generous or stingy?

Generous

Is the character generally polite or rude?

Polite but can be sarcastic.

Is religion or spirituality a part of this character’s life?

No.

What is this character’s role in the story?

Protagonist

Describe the scene where this character first appears

Cassidy was a nurse during WW2 that was forced to be injected with compound V. She worked with Solider Boys team for a bit and reluctantly stayed with Vought.

Consider this character’s relationship with other characters.

Homelander- almost motherly when he was a child, cared about him until he started to become more obsessed and sexually attracted to her when he hit his teens which made her leave due to ethical reasons. As an adult, awkward budding friendship with some sexual tension mixed in much later Maeve- acquaintances Starlight- later becomes friends

How does this character change over the course of your story?

She tries to be a moral and ethical person but her feelings towards Homelander that she starts to accept much later makes her bend her code a bit. She knows he is a monster but her guilt prevents her for seeing him as that completely.

Superpowers:

Longevity/ fast regeneration, super strength but she doesn't use it much.

#the boys amazon #Homelander #Homelander x OC #my oc #Cassidy Bishop

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