#it's days like today where i wish i still had my ex husband

[miradelletarot]

My level of "not ok" today is somewhere between I need to go home, shut the world away, and sleep all day, and maybe I should call my therapist.

#everything is upsetting me #mira rants #mira is sad #personal #it's days like today where i wish i still had my ex husband #bc even though he's a shitty partner to the nth degree #he gave really fantastic hugs #and i really need one right now #I'm just hurting so bad today #everything feels impossible today #sorry #I'll just shut up now

[gglitch1dd]

Valentines Day with Izuku

Midoriya Izuku x Reader

You spend your valentines day with your loving husband.

A/N: A gift from Glitch1d. This was sitting in my drafts and I just needed to tailor it to Valentines day. I hope yall love this little rare gift from me. I'm doing better health wise btw. Thank you for all the wishes.

Warning: NSFW, Smut, female reader, blowjob, rough sex.

Your eyes opened slowly, your mind feeling groggy as you woke up. Your body felt heavy and you still felt that you could sleep another two hours. You looked over behind you to where your husband was supposed to be but wasn’t. You reached a hand out to the empty space with a sad smile. He had told you that today he would have to work in the morning and into the early afternoon but he would be back later. You often missed him. You loved waking up to his warm embrace and gentle kisses and just his overall presence.

You vaguely remember waking up when he left but you couldn’t remember a thing of what you said or what he had said. You shook your head probably not finding anything important enough to remember.

You rubbed your eyes as you sat up, grabbing your phone from your desk, but that’s when you paused. You noticed something red peaking from the side of the bed.

That’s when you realised that you were surrounded by roses. Your eyes widened as a gasp left your mouth. Hundreds of crimson roses littered the floor. There was a path allowing you to the bathroom and out of the room as well as to your closet but otherwise, every single spot was filled with a rose. That’s when you also noticed that beside you was a little teddy bear on your bedside table that was holding a little round circle.

You recognised it as one of the recording devices that heroes used. You reached forward to grab it and tap it.  

“Good morning, my love and happy Valentine’s day.” You couldn’t help but soften at the sound of your husband’s voice. “I wanted to thank you for the amazing years we’ve spent together. There isn’t a single morning in which I wake up and not thank God that you are my wife and partner till the end. You are my everything and I am so blessed to have you. Enjoy the rest of your day and I’ll see you later for our dinner reservations. I love you so much. Your loving husband, Izuku.”

You couldn’t help but start giggling as you held the teddy bear to your heart and started to squeal in pure delight. You were so happy to have such an amazing man like him. You loved him so much, it often hurt your heart.

You quickly grabbed your phone and started face timing him.

It only took a few seconds before your husband’s face popped up. A smile was on his face as he looked back at you. “Honey, are you alright? I’m in a meeting and-”

“Oh my goodness! Izuku, did you do this!?” You shouted, it only made him laugh, realising it had to do with the Valentine’s surprise he had given you. “How did you do all this? It’s so beautiful!”

He chuckled and gave you a gentle smirk on his face. “A hero never tells his secrets.” He told you.

“Oh Izuku, I love you so much! You’re so amazing. When you get back, damn believe I’m giving you head for this.”

Your husband bloomed red in the face as he glanced up from the screen. He was always aware of your rather blunt way of professing your attractions to him but not on the phone like this. At least not when he was not alone. He let out a nervous laugh. “Uh… sweetheart... I’m still in a meet-”

“I promise you Izuku, the moment you get home I’m gonna be on my knees-”

“KEEP THAT SHIT TO YOURSELF!” You heard a voice shout from the background. Suddenly your husband’s phone was out of his hands and in the hands of your ex, Bakugou Katsuki. He was wearing his hero uniform which was why his dark eyes glared at you as he held the phone to his face. “No one wants to hear what you’re gonna do to that nerd today!”

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you gave Bakugou a pout. “Aww, woke up without a valentine Katsuki?” You teased.

Bakugou scoffed as he looked back at you, a fire in his eyes he always looked at you with even now. “You and I both know that ain’t true, sweetheart.”

Suddenly the phone was grabbed back and your husband appeared again. He glared off to someone which was probably Bakugou. “He woke up with something up his ass this morning, that’s what got him so pissed.” Your husband shot back earning a shout from the blond and a giggle from you. He completely ignored him and smiled down at you. “I’ll see you later, Y/N.”

You waved with a giggle. “Bye Zuzu.” You wished sweetly before hanging up the phone.

“Sweetheart!” Izuku called as he entered your home, left arm holding bags while he closed the door behind him. He closed the door before entering into your shared home. “I’m home! I got our clothes from our designer for this evening. She seemed pretty excited to dress us for dinner and-”

Now with that sorted, you could happily leave bed and go about your day, getting Izuku’s valentines day present ready in the meantime.

Taking him by surprised, you had managed to appear out from the sitting rom and pull him by his collar down to kiss you. His large green eyes went wide before they softened and closed with a low chuckle as he took his right arm to wrap around you and pull you into his side. At the feeling of his arm keeping you pressed to him, you gasped which he instantly took advantage of. You felt the tightening coil of desire deep inside you as you felt his tongue in your mouth. Your hands moved down his chest, feeling the expanse of his body underneath your fingers before finally getting to his belt. You started to unbuckle his belt and slipping back away from him. Your hand palmed him from over his pants.

A groan stumbled out of your husband’s lips as he looked down at you. You quickly moved down onto your knees as you had managed to unbuckle his belt already. “You weren’t kidding.” He let out with a low chuckle. “All this over flowers, honey?” He asked amusedly.

“All this for my husband.” You shot up at him with a gentle smirk as you carefully took his cock out of his boxers. You swallowed down hard as you looked at his already hard cock that you knew was just aching and ready for you. He held the heavy thing, looking up at it in wonder. It was the one part of his body other than his hands and feet that didn’t have freckles. You always found that so amusing. You looked back up at him, your eyes locking with his before you slowly took him into your mouth.

A stuttered breath left his mouth as he rolled his eyes back with a groan. “Oh fuck.” He let out lowly. You heard the sound of the bags he was holding drop onto the floor as he moved to cup the back of your head. His dark green eyes that were half lidded in lust looked down at you. He moved you further up his cock, trying to get you as far as you could go without deepthroating yet.

You moved back taking in a deep inhale, smelling the musk of sweat and his own scent. You let out a groan as you moved to take him in your hand. You moved your hand up and down his cock, using your saliva as lube. You moved your mouth to the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around it as you worked him up.

Izuku groaned in pleasure as he watched you service him. This was one thing he was not expecting from you so early in the day. You both were naturally very affectionate with one another but he was expecting to wine and dine you first before getting the privilege of touching you like this. However, he couldn’t complain. Not with the way your lips were wrapped around his cock like that.

You let out a gasp as you moved to try and suck on his cock more, moving a further inch. You felt saliva dribble down your chin, but you couldn’t seem to care. Something about this seemed all so erotic. Your husband had just come home, a hardworking man who spent his day risking his life for the city of Japan, providing for you so that you could live your best little life however you chose to without having to lift a finger.

There was a dazed look in your eyes as you bobbed your head on his cock, the taste of precum on your tongue spurring you on. Izuku knew that look in your eyes and it made him chuckle. You felt his fingers glide down the side of your face before wrapping around your neck making a groan stumble out of your lips and around his cock. Izuku moaned at the feeling before pulling you off his cock forcing you to look up at him, his grip on you tight and rough enough to make you clench. Your underwear was already sticking to your cunt, only fuelling the lust you had inside you.

He let out a low chuckle as he looked down at you. “Look at you, honey. Being such a good girl for me, on your knees for your husband the first thing he gets home.” His condescending tone had you letting out a whine. “You think you can make me cum before we have to go?” He asked with a tilt of his head. You nodded your head dumbly. “Oh you can? That’s good, honey. I’m so glad.” He praised.

Without a second to give you anytime to think, Izuku pushed his thumb in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue to keep your mouth opened wide enough for him to slip his cock inside your mouth. You gagged lightly as you felt the head of his cock tap the back of your throat making him shiver. Slowly, moving to hod your head securely, he began to fuck your mouth. He moved your face back and fourth, feeling the way your throat tightened around his cock.

Another groan stumbled out of his lips. “Good girl. So fucking good.” He praised as he looked down at you. “You’re so perfect. So perfect for me, but also such a fucking tease.”

You felt him bully his cock deeper down your throat as you had the entirety of his cock in your throat. You couldn’t breathe and yet you couldn’t help but love it. Your eyes watering as you flicked your eyes up to him just how he liked it, making him twitch inside your throat. Your nose was buried in curly green hair. You moved to grab his thighs as you took a moment to swallow around him, trying to breathe.

“Busy calling me in the middle-” He grunted as he finally pulled you off of his cock for a second making you gasp, a line of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. You reached forward, moving your hand up and down, squeezing towards the tip just like you knew he liked it. “in the middle of a meeting and saying such lewd things. Can’t have one day where you’re not begging for my cock, now can you?”  

You shook your head as you looked up at him with wide eyes. “No Izu. No, I can’t. Now please come for me.” You begged him.

He let out a low hum as he smiled, a thumb brushing against your swelling lips. “Who am I to say no?” He asked rhetorically before a moan tumbled out of his lips. “Holy-” You ran your tongue down the underside of his cock, up the prominent vein that went up his cock. You then wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, sucking as you pressed your thumbs up the underside of his cock. A shiver ran through your husband as he tilted his head up in pure pleasure. “Don’t stop. Oh don’t fucking stop, sweetheart. I’m gonna… fuck you’re not making me last long.” His chuckle quickly turned into a moan as his grip on you tightened.

You worked harder to try and make him cum, disregarding your own pleasure right now for his, knowing that your husband would take care of you well enough that you’d be stuck in bed tomorrow. You took a deep breath before pushing yourself up to the very end, his thick cock pressing against your throat. You swallowed around him.

You felt Izuku’s big hands grip the side of your head tighter as he came down your throat, a groan tumbled out of his lips as he held you there. You swallowed everything he was giving you, half wishing you could have kept it in your mouth for him. Tears went to your eyes as you looked up at your flushed husband, so much cum going down your throat that you wished could go inside you instead.

It only took a few short seconds and Izuku eased up, allowing you to pull your head back. You gasped, inhaling air as you tried to feed your hungry lungs. You looked up at him with heavy breaths as he crouched down in front of you. You felt his hands move to your neck, always loving the hold he had of you, and pulling you to his lips, wanting to taste himself on your lips. You let out a giggle as you leaned closer to him.

Izuku let you breathe, allowing you to catch your breath as you rested your head on his shoulder. He let out a low chuckle. “Can we get ready for our reservations now?” He asked you, plans on what he would do later to return the favour to you already spilling in his mind. Angelica-Nina hopped over, rather unimpressed by the both of you but nevertheless greeted her owner by nudging him with her nose. The black furred rabbit flopped down next to him for love and affection making him laugh. “Happy Valentines day to you too, princess.” He chuckled as he pet her down her ears and back. “I swear I have such needy girls in my life.”

“IZUKU!” You cried out as you weren’t even out of your dress before your husband had bullied his cock inside you. You could barely breathe or think as his cock pushed inside you. The stretch was just what you were craving and aching for. Something so filling inside you, that was made to fit inside you like a key to a lock. Izuku was perfect for you like that. You gasped as you felt the fat head of his cock nudge a part inside of you that had you quivering for a second.

You chuckled as you moved your face up to look at him. You moved a hand to caress his face. “Just can’t get enough of you.” You kissed his jaw making him smile.

A grin went to your husbands face as he pulled off his jacket, throwing it to the side of the kitchen. A layer of pink was dusted over his skin but a devious look was in his eyes. He hummed as he moved to hold onto your lips, pulling out just enough to leave the tip in. You took in a breath almost in relief. A part of you wondered how you got into this situation.

Oh right. Izuku had cornered you there, you just wanting to fetch his present for him and said husband having the inability to wait five seconds. As usual.

He pushed right back into you, making you push yourself up with a gasp, your hands on the counter as you were fucked from behind. His thrusts became vigorous and sharp so suddenly, you felt like you could barely breathe. You let out a loud moan as you felt a large hand wrap around your neck as he forced you to arch your back.

Your cunt gripped his cock tightly, slick had been over your inner thighs as you could barely stop yourself in excitement. The entire dinner, you both could barely keep your hands off of each other. Izuku’s hands often found themselves between your thighs, gripping you too close for comfort and you had your foot wedged between his legs enough to keep him reminded of the reception he had received this morning.

To say the both of you had been aching to fuck like rabbits would be an understatement.

“Right there! Right fucking there Izuku!” You cried out as tears went to your eyes. The harsh slap of your ass against his pelvis nearly being drowned out by the sounds of your cries of pleasure. His thick cock always affected you just right, pushing against your walls and stretching you. Every slam to a place deep inside you that had you seeing stars made you sink more into his grip, giving him utter control to keep you against a counter and fuck you till you could barely speak. “Fuck! Come on baby! Give it to me.” You urged as you brought a hand to the back of his neck.

Izuku groaned as you moved his lips to kiss the side of your neck. “You feel so good, honey, fuck~” He moaned as he gripped your neck tighter making you groan. “Did you stretch yourself out all just for me? Your pussy is taking me so easily.” He smirked as he kept up his pace without problem.

A particular thrust had you squeal for a second. Izuku couldn’t help but chuckle as he pulled up the bottom of your dress, moving it over your hips. He lifted your right leg to let it lay on the counter before fucking up into you at a new angle.

“AH! YESS!” You cried out. “Yes! I couldn’t help it! I had t-to touch myself- AH!!” An orgasm took you by surprise as you found yourself coming around his cock. You were shivering, pleasure rendering you nearly useless as you moaned out.

Your velvety walls tightened around Izuku, milking his cock for what he could give you as you creamed around him, a ring of white around him. A low growl left his throat as he fucked you through it, letting go of your neck to allow you to collapse onto the counter as he gripped your hips and fucked into you harder. A flush over his face as he seemed determined to fuck you until you were mindless. You couldn’t even think with how good you felt.

“Izu!” You whined. You felt one hand move around you to deep down to your clit. One brush of his fingers and a loud moan left your lips. His calloused fingers, so thick and big and yet so experienced with your body expertly rubbed your clit in circles. A broken cry left you as the pleasure was becoming too much, tears in your eyes as you tried to catch your breath. “Izu, I just- I can’t-” You shook your head. “I can’t!”

“Yes you can, my love.” He spoke so sweetly but you could hear that he wasn’t taking no for an answer. His fingers wouldn’t stop and nether did his cock that was pounding into you like you were a living fleshlight. “I know you can. You’re my good girl, my perfect wife. You deserve it, don’t you think? Hm?”

You nodded your head stupidly, unable to respond with anything other than broken moans and cries that filled your house with tales of your ecstasy.

He chuckled as he nodded his head. “Yes you do. So how about you go ahead and come for me.” He hadn’t sped up nor slow down but his fingers were methodical and planned. Enough for you to know that he wouldn’t stop until you had down as he ordered.

A broken sob left your mouth as your hips jerked as another orgasm wrecked through your body. Your hips shaking as you were lucky that one of your legs were perched on the counter the else you would have fallen to your knees. Your husband smirked as he heard your cries of pleasure, tears in your eyes as he kept his fingers exactly where he wanted them to and fucked you through it. He groaned at the amazing feeling of your sex massaging him as you came.  

Pained cries left your mouth at your clit receiving more stimulation. You shook your head and cried but no real words came out of your mouth. Nothing but chants to your husband’s ears.

“That’s it. Good girl.” He praised as he finally moved his hand away from your clit and back to your hips, focusing on fucking into you and his own pleasure. Your relief was short lived as you jostled back and fourth still, the steady jingle of the diamond necklace that was around your neck still thumping against your skin.

You gripped onto the counter tighter. “Come on Izuku. Cum inside me. Please, I want you to.”

A low growl stumbled out of your husband as he pressed deep inside you. With a groan, a burst of warm cum spurt inside you, making you shiver at the delicious feeling. You let out a hum as you tightened your sex around him, not wanting him to be anywhere else. Izuku pushed deeper inside you, resting his head on your shoulder. “Yes… oh fuck yes.” He breathed out heavily, moving a hand underneath you to your lower abdomen where he could feel himself inside you.

Ever since marrying you, Izuku had an inexplainable need to be one with you, almost as if being a separate being entirely wasn’t enough for him. He ached for you more than anything. He let out a deep hum as he placed a kiss to your jaw, slowly moving to finally free you from being trapped between him and the marble counters.

He rested a hand on your lower back, where he kept your dress up from falling. He slowly pulled out from inside you. It didn’t take more than a second before thick white cum started to slowly trickle out of you, making you whimper. Izuku drew in a sharp breath with a low curse under his breath. If there was one thing that always got your husband going, it was seeing you stuffed with his cum like you were supposed to be.

He dragged two fingers to stuff back into you, keeping him seed deep inside you, making you whimper. He hummed.

Then something caught his eyes. Sitting on the counter to his left near the stove were carrot cupcakes all in the shape of a heart with red and white icing. A little card written with his name was on the front one.

“Aww, honey… you did this?” He asked as he motioned to the cupcakes. He grabbed one cupcake with his free hand and bite into it. He let out a groan at the taste of your baking. “Darling, you really know the way to my heart.” He praised as he nodded his head. “This is delicious.” He continued to ramble off with his mouth filled with cupcakes.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that you weren’t even able to stand and here your husband was, praising your cooking with his fingers still stuck inside you, just like any regular Wednesday.

-Glitch1d

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[erin-bo-berin]

Steve and singleteenmom!reader getting married pleasse!!

Should I do another, separate one for when he proposes? Because I have the cutest idea for that. But since you asked for getting married, that’s what this will be!

(This is a cute gif he’s just has a cute face ok bye)

“Today’s the day kiddo!” Steve lifted his daughter—his official adopted Harrington daughter—into his arms.

“You ready for your mommy and daddy to get married?”

“Yesh!”

She was growing up so fast. At three years old now, she still had the cute toddler talk, but was losing her baby looks every day. It made Steve sad in a way, he wished he could keep her as a baby forever. Kids really didn’t keep, that’s for sure.

“Shouldn’t she be with Y/N and the bridesmaids?” Dustin asked.

“Yes, but you know her. This kid doesn’t do anything by the book. She wanted me to help get her ready,” Steve said.

She looked absolutely adorable in her flower girl dress. Her hair was still a bird’s nest from last night’s sleep, though. Robin was going to come down to get her later, so she could have her hair done before the ceremony.

You and Steve had been living together for over a year now, dating for two, but he’d insisted on being traditional and not seeing you until the wedding ceremony.

“What mawwied mean?” she asked Steve.

“Well, it’s when two people who love one another have this ceremony. Sometimes it’s big, sometimes it’s small, it depends on what they want. Anyways, it to celebrate them as a couple and they make these promises called vows. Basically saying they’ll love another for the rest of their lives, be with each other in sickness and in health, things like that. Then they kiss and they’re married.”

“If I kish my teddy does dat mean we mawwied?”

Steve, along with the other boys in the room, laughed. Oh, the childhood innocence.

“Not exactly, sweetheart.”

“Careful, Harrington,” Eddie said from across the room, where he sat, his only groomsman to be in a leather jacket, “Next you’ll be explaining the birds and the bees to her.”

“Ugh, I had to do that for Henderson when he was younger.”

“Yeah and I’m still scarred!” he yelled from the kitchen.

“We were all scarred by that, Steve,” Mike said.

“You told them?!” Steve asked, exasperated as Dustin came in, fixing his bow tie.

“It was too funny not to share,” Dustin shrugged.

“You nervous?” Lucas asked, looking at his older friend.

Steve shook his head with a smile.

“Nope. I can’t wait to make her my bride.”

•

The bridal room was a disaster.

Well, bridal room was a bit of an exaggeration. You were in the Wheeler’s master bedroom.

While the groom and his groomsmen were down in the basement, you and your bridesmaids were occupying every inch of the room, plus running up and down between the main levels and upstairs.

Clothes, makeup, hair tools and hair products littered the bed, the floor, the vanity, pretty much any surface available.

“Please tell your parents I’m sorry for the mess,” you told Nancy sheepishly.

If it was strange for your soon to be husband’s ex girlfriend to be one of your bridesmaids, you didn’t care. You’d grown close to the party of friends he came with when you began dating him and Nancy happened to be a part of that.

“You’re shaking like a leaf,” El said, sounding worried.

The girls looked amazing in their corresponding dresses. You’d picked the color, but you’d allowed each bridesmaid to pick the style of dress they wore and they were rocking them, each style picked looking just like something they’d wear.

“Are you nervous?” Max asked.

“A little. Not about marrying Steve. I mean, I know I want to do that. It’s just everything is catching up to me. It’s a big day. I want everything to be perfect.”

“It will be,” Robin assured you.

“Yeah. Besides you’re surrounded by family and friends. It’s already perfect, right?” El said.

“You’re absolutely right,” you smiled, hugging the teen.

“I better go get the velociraptor from downstairs,” Robin said, heading for the door.

“Did you just allude that my daughter is a dinosaur?” you asked, laughing.

“Yes, but only because she’s wild. She’s still cute though!” she called as left the room.

You took a deep breath, looking at your reflection in the mirror. Your hair and makeup was done, you were in your dress, your veil accenting it just perfectly without overdoing it.

You were ready to marry Steve.

•

The Wheeler’s backyard was big and spacious. It had been decorated beautifully for the wedding. Chairs lined on both sides, creating the aisle for you to walk down, where Steve would be waiting.

The wedding party walking down the aisle went way too slow and yet way too quickly at the same time.

First down the aisle was little girl Harrington, accompanied by Dustin, which surprisingly was Dustin’s idea. She held firmly into uncle Dustin’s hand and tossed flowers out of the basket that he held in his other hand for her. The crowd loved it, smiling and waving at her when she stopped to wave at all the loved ones she saw. They all laughed whole heartedly when they made it down the aisle and she greeted Steve quite loudly and excitedly from her place on the bride’s side of the altar.

“Hi daddy!” she waved, like she hadn’t just seen him an hour ago.

“Hi baby,” he laughed, waving to her, then putting his finger to his lips, letting her know she needed to be quiet right now.

Next was Nancy and Will, followed by Max, escorted by Lucas.

It was already halfway through the wedding party and you were trembling. Nerves, anticipation, joy, everything was tumbling into one.

“You okay?”

You looked over at Hopper, who’d you’d asked to walk you down the aisle. When you had, he’d hugged you so tightly and said he’d be honored to.

“Yeah, just want to get this part done,” you laughed.

“Don’t worry,” he smiled, giving you a fatherly kiss on the head, “I’ve never seen a couple more in love. You’ll do great up there.”

Robin, accompanied by Eddie was only one couple between you and walking down the aisle and your nerves turned to pure excitement. You couldn’t wait to see Steve at the end of the aisle and for Steve to finally see you in your dress. He’d refused to see it until the moment he saw you coming down the aisle.

Your soon to be husband was quite the romantic, that way.

Lastly, El, escorted by Mike had their turn. That left you and Hopper.

“We ready to get you married?” Hopper whispered with a smile as your wedding march arrangement began playing.

You nodded.

“Ready as ever.”

The entire crowd melted away when you caught the first glimpse of Steve, waiting patiently at the altar. He looked so handsome in his dark suit, hair neatly combed back and every strand in place, not that you were surprised. He must’ve gasped because his entire face was lit up with surprise and awe as he stared at you.

You smiled at him, even though you were still halfway down the aisle.

“You look beautiful,” he mouthed to you and you grinned wider, nodding your head towards him as to say he looked great too.

When you and Hopper reached the end of your bridal walk, your little girl ran over to him, ready to do her next part in the ceremony. He lifted her in his arms.

“Who gives this woman to be married to this man?” the officiater asked.

“I do!” she shouted, causing laughter and aww’s to chorus from the crowd.

“Good job,” you whispered to her as Hopper took her and sat her between him and Joyce—you knew your active three year old wouldn’t be able to stand still long enough, even for the short ceremony, so you’d opted for her to sit with them.

You stood in front of Steve as he took his hands in yours. You’re sure the pure love radiated from him was evident on your face too.

You didn’t remember much of the ceremony as you were absolutely captivated by him, but according to everyone else, it went off without a hitch.

#steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things #stranger things blurb #stranger things fic #stranger things fluff

[redheadspark]

Spring Requests!

22. Royalty AU (one of my other fav AUs) Druig who else bestie? hehe Happy Writing

A/N - STELLA! THIS IS EVERYTHING! I love this, thank you so much for the request Stella!

Decision

Summary - An old flame comes to court, but your husband doesn't mind one bit

Warnings - A hint of angst but mostly some fluff is found in this!

"We're getting a visitor today,"

"Are we?"

"Aye...someone we're both not fans of,"

You paused in your coffee, already thinking of the very person that your husband mentioned. You felt him then take your spare hand in his own, gently lacing your fingers together on the top of the table as you lowered the cup very slowly and carefully to not show the small not of fear on your face.

"He needs to come and speak about negotiations with our treaty between our neighboring kingdoms. We're still allies...but he is in need of some aid with a recent breach in his borders," Your husband explained as you looked over at him and saw the look of sincerity on his face.

Your husband, the King of this Kingdom for the past 6 years, Druig.

The last thing you wanted to encounter or seal with, was your ex-lover who abandoned you in your time of need and rejected the marriage proposal your parents had for one another to strengthen your allegiance and loyalty to the massive region where several kingdoms and royal families lived. It was supposed to be a great match, your families would be at the top in power and political stance, yet he turned you away for another that he loved. It stung, you thought you did all you had to do to win his heart.

But Prince Ikaris was a man of vanity, not of the heart.

It was a major blow not just to your family but to you as an individual and as someone who felt the rejection down to your core. It took months to heal, months of hiding in your room as your family's palace and not wishing to see the light of day ever again, months of thinking and rethinking what you did that was wrong or negative in his sight. But nothing was coming to light, and you simply felt defeated.

Yet in the end, Prince Kingo at a neighboring kingdom invited you and your family to one of his many parties for royals far and wide. Sheepishly you wanted not to go, but your father urged you to go out in public and to put on a brave face, even amongst the scandal. You were grateful to your mother and father stayed at your side, and they remained there as supportive parents.

That was the night you met your now husband, who was merely Prince Druig. He was a mysterious Prince, never one to be boasting of his title or role amongst the public but to help the commonwealth and those in need. He was well known for his charities and philanthropy work, getting massive recognition from other royals for his selfless acts towards the needy and lower class. Apart from his acts of service, Druig also came from a wealthy family that was also known to help neighboring countries, which in return would deepen their alliances for any upcoming war.

You never thought that night you would have the Aloof yet kind Prince steal your heart. Yet he did, and you two were wed within two years' time.

"Darling," he said to you as you searched his eyes, "There is nothin' that man can do to you now,"

"I know, sweetheart," You sighed, squeezing his fingers in your own and he smiled, "I am healed from what happened and I feel nothing for him. It's just an old wound that is tender for me,"

"A wound I have only wish to mend myself," He stated, reaching up with your joined hands to kiss the back of yours, "For you are the one rare and true jewel that I could never find and forever cherish,"

You had to blush at his soft yet powerful words. He was always good with his words, along with his ways to persuade others to make choices in his favor. You've heard him a few times in court or in meetings, his voice could be demanding and lead an army to victory with full allegiance. But with you, his voice was soft and gentle like a flower petal against your skin, like the wind in your hair.

He asked your parents for permission to court you, which surprised your father mostly since Druig was a highly Profiled Prince. But Prince Druig was everything Prince Ikakais was not to you: kind, tentative to your needs and your desires, gentle with his words and gestures, and attentive to your hobbies and your thirst to be in charities. The wounded heart you thought you had and that your thought would never be placed back together, was slowly coming back together thanks to Druig.

"I do have a plan for Prince Ikaris and his attendance at our hall, only with your permission of course. I would never have you be in a position where you bring you discomfort." Druig reassured you as you were cocking your head at him.

"What did you have in mind?" You asked him, seeing a soft smile on his face.

Of course, after you and Druig were officially courting, you found out that Pring Ikaris and Prince Druig were not on the best of terms. They were always acquaintances for the sake of loyalty and being allies, but nothing past that. Prince Ikaris saw Prince Druig as aloof and uneasy, not one to be trusted or rely on. Whereas Prince Duig saw Prince Ikaris as cocky, and unkind to others of a lower status. New spread of your courtship with Prince Druig, which then brought the rumors from Prince Ikaris's kingdom and you and your own status as a Princess.

Prince Druig ended those rumors immediately and with haste, knowing that came from Prince Ikaris. And he was left out of the invitations to both your wedding and Druig's coronation as King.

"I think we should ask our jeweler to retrieve the wedding present that I gave you," Druig explained, you thinking for a moment what present he was talking about since he gave you over a dozen gifts before your wedding, "My favorite crown I have ever given you,"

You knew which one he was talking about, and you both were grinning widely.

"Before we start, I wish to address the protocol we have in this court when it comes to attendance and who can be accounted for. it's been some time since you visited my kingdom, Prince Ikaris."

"It is, your majesty," You heard Ikaris's voice trying to sound leveled but it was almost strained. Yet Druig's voice was casual as he spoke again.

"Since you have been absent for some time, I have no problem in reminding you that I see equal opportunity in my kingdom, no matter the gender. With that being said, may I introduce my Wife, and Her Majesty The Queen,"

You walked into the grand meeting room with your head held high, the rest of the Court that in attendance bowing as you walked past them in the colors of your kingdom: Midnight Blue and Gray. Some royals from neighboring kingdoms bowed as well, you recognizing some of them from past meetings and parties as they grinned from seeing you wear the very piece of jewelry that your husband wished for you to wear.

A massive crown. It was encased with diamond leaves around the halo with small sapphire gemstones and a massive Sapphire in the middle. Druig had it made for you as soon as you accepted his proposal, along which a pair of equally beautiful sapphire earnings that shined in any light. You wore it on your wedding day, the colors of the Kingdom you were being married into.

And now you're wearing it in front of your ex.

You walked past Ikaris, who was in stunned silence as he saw you adorned in King Druig's colors. Ikaris's own colors were gold, almost showing his pompous side when he was out in public. If it were any other time, you would be afraid to see or mention him ever again.

But not this time.

You sat on your throne, Druig holding out his hand and you took it between your thrones as you sat proudly and with no fear. The others were watching in amazement and shock, Ikaris was staring in disbelief and almost with his own rejection.

But Druig was watching in pride and in joy. He knew he took the one thing Ikaris rejected, and made it even more powerful.

The End.

Spring Prompt Session

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[ladylooch]

Our Little Family [Miles Wood] - Chapter 16- The night before the wedding

A/N note from 👢anon: Heyyy b, happy valentine's day !!!

It's here, this is the night before the wedding. It's super personal to me, I put a lot of my traumas there. It's more a transition chapter. The next one is the wedding and after the wedding we're going to start taking 6 months of time jump.

The tw are childhood traumas and anxiety.

I hope you guys enjoy !!

You and Miles decided not to sleep together the night before your wedding, and you hate it. You miss him so badly, even if Lily is in the room with you. It sucks a little bit. You needed him there to help calm your mind. You're so nervous and anxious. 

Right now, your mind is racing between getting married to the man of your life and not having your parents there. They decided that being right was better than being in your life. They didn't meet your soon to be husband and daughter and that hurts. You’re happy, but you miss having them there. Tomorrow is supposed to be the happiest day of your life besides having a baby, but you still have this feeling of a missing piece because they're not there.

After an hour or so of trying to sleep and not being able to, you decide to put on some warm clothes and go outside. You take with you the baby monitor in case Lily wakes up. 

You go onto the porch in front of the fireplace, and you sit on the couch staring at the fireplace. The thoughts start coming to you and one of those thoughts is not having your parents there hurts you a lot, however you can't just forget the years of lack of love, responsibilities that weren't yours, the lack of care, the basically non-family time, just to have them there. 

At the end of the day, they made their choices, and you made yours. Lily is not going to grow up in this type of environment. You’re going to give your best for her. She deserves that. 

Miles fell asleep pretty quickly, but he missed you in bed with him. He ends up waking up. He decided that if he couldn't see you today, at least he's going to hear your voice. He rubs his face before getting up to throw a hoodie on. 

He goes to your room, knocks on the door, but he doesn’t get a reply. He thinks about going back to bed in case you’re asleep, but he's on a mission and he's going to check downstairs if you might be there. He finds you on the porch, chin on your knee staring at the fireplace. He can see that your mind is going through something.

Miles picks up the blanket, and he moves closer to you. Feeling the blanket over your shoulders, you look up, seeing Miles there makes you smile. He kisses your head, and then he goes to start the fire. One of the reasons you guys picked this place. 

As the fire gets going, Miles comes to sit close to you. He slides under the blanket with you, and he hugs your side, making you rest your head on his shoulder. He kisses your head, doing what he can to make you comfortable. 

“Do you wish your parents were here ?” He asks as he plays with your fingers. By now, he knows you only get this way because of your parents. 

“Kinda, I wish they were here because they’re my parents, but it is better this way.” Miles nods. He looks like he’s thinking about asking you something, just trying to formulate his thoughts. 

“I thought about this before, but I think I didn't want to know the truth. I had thoughts, and they always got me mad….” Miles sighs. “But i need to know,  did you ever get hurt physically or sexually by a boyfriend or hookup ?” 

You can see that this was hard for him, and he clearly thought about it before. So he thinks you’re this way because of an ex. That's kinda funny to you, but you know it's where people's minds go. You don't blame him for having that thought at all.

“No, it never happened to me. But…” you bite your bottom lip “... i’m this fucked up because of my parents. My examples weren’t good, and I didn't feel good enough most of the time for them. So I needed to be perfect. They never made me feel like I'm good, that I was making good choices. So choosing you, your life, your career was probably my most rebellious act.” 

You and Miles chuckle because it says a lot about you. 

“But when I chose you and Lily, I chose myself, I needed to be free of them, I needed to be myself. And I know sometimes you don’t agree with me…” You clean a few tears “.. when it comes to parenting styles, but I didn't have what you do with your parents. I want to be better for our kids. I want to be better for you. Sometimes, I’m going to fucking fail and I need you to help me get up, to be a better person, a better wife and a better mom.” You bite your lower lip again, you’re nervous for sure. “And I understand if you want to postpone the wedding or just not have it all. I’m sorry for not talking to you about this before. I wasn’t ready.” 

You look at Miles with eyes full of tears, some streaming down your cheeks. He cleans your tears, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands. 

Miles understands that it wasn't easy for you. He finally broke down that final wall inside your heart. Now he understands a lot more. It makes him sad to hear of you being hurt by your parents; it's a lot worse than a stranger. They're the ones that are supposed to help you and guide you in navigating this world. 

You're getting anxious with the time he's taking to reply. 

“No, I don't want that. I want to marry you, tomorrow I'll say I do, but I also say I do today, and for the rest of your lives together. You're my one. You're the best mom to Lily, and if we have more, you'll be the best mom for them, too.” Miles says as he brushes the tears from your cheek. “Baby, look at you. Look how far you came without them. Look at the woman that you're today. I want this life with you. Nobody else, you.” 

He leans to kiss you. He puts all his love, passion, and desire for you into that kiss. Miles' thumbs brush against your cheek as he rests his forehead on yours. 

“Babe, I know we planned to make your vows tomorrow night. But I want to do it today, would it be okay with you ?” Miles asks you. 

“Yeah, it's okay.” You know it's going to help you settle your mind for the night. 

Miles nods. He smiles as he shifts to face you properly. He sighs before starting. 

“When we met, I thought you were cool, well you still are. But that day, you treated me like a normal person, and you knew who I was. That made me feel comfortable. Things just became so easy for us. Having you around made my life better, I waited for you, not because I wanted to have sex with you. I waited because you're worth it. I know it was a process for you to be comfortable again with someone like that. You trusted me. That meant the world to me....." Miles pauses a little to catch his breath and get his thoughts in order.

"If I'm being honest, I was far away from being ready to be a dad. I'm ashamed of the way that I reacted that night. You didn't do anything wrong. We both knew it was something that could happen, and it did. Lily is my greatest gift beside your love, and I almost fucked that up. I committed to Lily and not you at first. I liked you but at the time I wasn't in love like I am now… sorry ....” Miles apologizes.

"We became parents early on, we didn't have time to know each other before having a kid, but we did and she's perfect. You're perfect, you would do anything for me and for Lily. I know the choices you made for the first months were to protect yourself and her. It was my fault, but that's never going to happen again. I'm fully in now. I'm head over heel for you. Our wedding day is taking too long to get here. I want you to be a Wood. I want you to be my wife. I want to spend the rest of my life with you creating memories, creating traditions and who knows raising more kids together.” Miles kisses your hand. 

“Tomorrow we start a new chapter together. We'll become one. I'll never forgive myself for wasting good months with you, but I'm going to make sure we have them back in the future. I promised you once that we're going to get Christmas family traditions or any kind of tradition really. I'm going to protect you, I'm going to take care of you, I'll help you get up when you're down. We're in this life together. We're going to get through shit together. I'm not going anywhere. You're worth it, and you deserve our love. From this day forward, I will love, take care of you and Lily, protect you, and be the best dad and partner I can be. I love you (y/f/n).” 

You just look at him with eyes full of tears, cup his cheeks, and kiss him as hard as you can. You just need a moment before saying yours. 

You clean your throat and take a deep breath. 

“Miles… I never thought a man without teeth would be so attractive, but here I am, almost three years later, with a kid and almost married to you. Choosing you, choosing us, gave me confidence that I didn't know was possible. I know it wasn't easy for us to get here, and I had my fair share of that, too. We both did things that we're not proud of, but those things make us better. You can't go back into the past and fix that. You gave me Lily, she's the best thing that ever happened to me. If you didn't stay, I don't know how I would have done it, but I would have done my best for her."

"But you stayed and that shows the type of man you are.  You make me a better woman, a better mom, and a better partner. I want to be your safe place. You can always count on me. I have my problems, but I'll never give up on you or us. I know you're going to be the best example for our daughter- the type of partner she needs to find for herself. You're my one, Miles. I waited my whole life for you. You showed me a type of love that I never thought I was going to find, but I also thought we were never going to get to this point of me becoming a Wood. And that's okay, as long as you were there for Lily, I was going to be okay. But you chose me too, and tomorrow we'll only firm a commitment with the law that we already have to each other…” You take a big deep breath. “...not going to lie, knowing that you'll have a wedding ring will make me feel silly, because you chose me, I could have chosen anybody else but you picked me."

"I promise you, I'll ice your nose and knuckles, I'll take care of you when you're sick or injured, I'll help you when you're down, I'll give more when you can't give your 100%, I'll love you until the day that I die. I'll learn more positions to accommodate your dick…” You and Miles chuckles at that, he appreciates that. “I'll do everything in my power to make you a happy man. I'm going to support your crazy dreams, push you when you need a push and I'll cuddle you when you need love. Miles, you already gave me everything. Giving me your last name is the final thing on the list. I love you, Miles William Wood, today, tomorrow until the day I die.” 

You and Miles seal your vows with a kiss. This is exactly how you wanted this moment to go. Just the two of you. You pull back, resting your head on his shoulder. 

“Thank you for coming to look for me.” You say softly as the fire dances in front of you. 

“No worries, sweetheart. I'll always come look for you.” Miles kisses your head. 

He finally broke down the last wall to your heart. He knows that from now on, he'll have to take really good care of it. 

He feels your body starting to go limp beside him. You need the reassurance that he'll stay. 

Miles carries you to bed, he places you on the mattress, he puts Lily in bed with you. He kisses your lips, the final time as fiancé. 

“Good night, my love. Tomorrow, we become one. See you there, I love you.”

#They decided that being right was better than being in your life. #<- that line WRECKED me. #the healing of the generational trauma 🥹 for Lily #stfu he is so fucking sweet in this talk that I literally am tearing up right now #miles!!!!!!!!!!!! the man that you have become!!!!! #the way you are both so grateful to the other for your baby #ILL ALWAYS COME LOOK FOR YOU #STFU THIS CHAPTER IS WRECKING ME #miles wood x reader #our little family #miles wood imagine #blog submission #👢 anon

[life-and-death-companions]

some (possibly) unpopular opinions

i don't like any of these and you're going to hear me explain why 💀💀

There's a part two to this, if anyone's interested.

Lady Baby

Sincerely: I Became a Duke’s Maid

Remarried Empress

When the Villainess Loves

Lady to Queen

Today the Villainess Has Fun Again

Finding Camellia

There Were Times When I Wished You Were Dead

The Duchess of the Glass Greenhouse

1. Lady Baby

this story felt like a fever dream, except the fever never fucking breaks because the pacing is so slow i could sucker punch Flash in the face and he'd still be roiling back from the recoil in the length of time it takes for her to just fucking AGE already. I know she's cute and the art is amazing but there comes a point where it's too much and you start to forget how old she really is. reincarnation or regression or whatever works because the mc can make decisions they hadn't before, and drive the plot quickly in a chosen direction.

where was she driving the plot? well, it was certainly Somewhere. perhaps in five years, give or take, we'll know exactly where.

Sincerely: I Became a Duke’s Maid

miss ma'am raised her husband. i refuse to elaborate on this any further. all i can say is i dropped it 5 chapters in and i think it saved me a great deal of mental strife. i thank past me every day for taking the steps to ensure this doesn't get recorded in my brain as a memory more than it already has.

Remarried Empress

no, i did not read the novel. however, i do know that the issues i have with it cannot be resolved even with supplementary information from the novel.

this story is about an empress, born and raised in aristocracy, flawless and perfect in every way, kind and wise to her subjects, divorcing her scumbag husband and finding a better man to become happy. now, i love navier. she's wise, knowledgeable, cool, charismatic, collected.

but she has no flaws. her second spouse is a rich sexy guy that falls at her feet to please her. the duke of another country pines after her, joining her sad lump of an ex-husband sovieshu in abject misery. she's got a parade of equally hot, rich, influential girlfriends to support her.

every character is there to serve navier and make her look good and in comparison, rashta has nothing but her looks, her ambition, her fucking audacity, and --truth be said-- her raging delusion. ironically, in the process of making her the biggest object of hatred, they also made her into the most complex, developed and interesting character in the whole story.

this had the potential of being something great. navier and sovieshu and royalty and politics paint a picture of these empires and kingdoms as full of prosperity and wealth --and yet slavery still exists. a truly amazing novel could've shown a partnership between rashta the slave, who has nothing, and navier the empress, who has everything, and their efforts to reduce social and economic disparities in the land. this shared, difficult goal would have immediately made every character more realistic.

AND the real villain in the story is sovieshu. i'm tired of the relentless, OVERWHELMINGLY more abundant commentary about 'trashta' this and 'trashta' that.

tl;dr: the story accomplishes what it sets out to do. but for this kind of simple, shallow storytelling, surely 100 chaps are enough to wrap it up???? like????

thank you next

When the Villainess Loves

i don't know how artists get contracted to work on a novel but this artist should have looked at the script and backed away pronto. everyone complains about this one. the majority of us prefer the second male lead with Libertia, which is already a failure in any romance story.

An overwhelming number of readers, me included, would much rather have OG Libertia, thank you. at least she'd have the sense to reject a man as shady as this daniel rando. he LITERALLY started involving himself in her affairs out of nowhere --and then he WOULD NOT leave, like??? go get a job or something? do you have any hobbies or friends or what?

Lady to Queen

a good angsty story has periods of calm and relief and humour that gives the main character something to live for and some hope for improving her life in the future. otherwise, i'm sorry, but it's just tragedy and tragedies are hardly ever written well. they rely on pacing that episodes updated every like two to three weeks just cannot provide. bonus points for the sisterly bond though, and how well the villain was written. i wouldn't have minded if the sister decided to push rosa-whatever down a long flight or stairs 👀

tl;dr: probably not for everyone. i enjoyed some aspects. probably better to read the whole story in one or two sittings.

Today the Villainess Has Fun Again

a typical misunderstood villainess isekai with a ton of money and influence does not make it bad. on the contrary, i was quite enjoying it, until that leopard boy inserted himself into the story with all the grace and elegance of a fucking rock. his personality pissed me off. his interdependence on her pissed me off. the physical age difference made me uncomfortable. the romance was forced.

tl;dr: no thank you

Finding Camellia

hi everyone and welcome to andrew tate's podcast, romance manhwa version. here you will find:

"InTeReStInG," said Male Lead 1 smirking smirkingly, coolly looking at the back of the Female Lead. he brushes his hair back with a careless hand, loosening his cravat in the other. he exudes an undeniable Aura of Alphaness.

"Don't talk nonsense," said Male Lead 1, obviously wanting to demonstrate his Superior Knowledge of our FL's habits and character (ps. it's been 2 weeks since they met again). "She doesn't want actual food for dinner, send her lollies instead."

"You infuriate me," said Male Lead 1, backing a vulnerable woman who had just been sexually harassed into the shadowy alcove of a deserted library. "I find you painfully attractive and it's obviously your fault, so stop."

"InTeReStIng," said Obligatory Male Love Interest #2, his overlong fringe falling over his eyes. Readers have to question whether he can see the FL's infamous beauty through the fucking keratin worms growing from his scalp down to his nose bridge.

Alpha Fight: Prince vs Duke of a Rivalling Kingdom. I know we have a monarchy here but status apparently doesn't matter --except when it does, to demonstrate their power and affluence to random people. If you're confused, good. so was i.

There Were Times When I Wished You Were Dead

to the ml:

fuck you

that is it.

The Duchess of the Glass Greenhouse

why has it become a manhwa trend for FLs to be treated horribly by everyone around them including their husbands and then they time travel or something and END UP WITH THE SAME FUCKING DUDE??? YOU ARE IN A MADE UP WORLD. FIND A BETTER GUY. GOD KNOWS THERE'S AN ABUNDANCE OF LOVE INTERESTS IN MANHWAS LIKE THESE.

#the duchess of the glass greenhouse #finding camellia #wished you were dead #today the villainess has fun again #when the villainess loves #sincerely: i became a duke's maid #remarried empress #lady baby #manhwa #you could point a bazooka at my face and tell me to read these all again and i'd tell you to blast my brains away. maybe then i can forget

[myvirtualife]

I just re-read Dream Country to fill this Sandman-sized hole in my brain all week. And Netflix drops a bonus episode with not one but two stories from that third volume today? See, Desire and Dream can come true!

Anyways, first impressions after watching Episode 11. Spoilers ahead.

1) Oh, Calliope — you’re too good for all of them. Loved her dignity despite her circumstances, and how the TV adaptation empowered rather than victimised her. We didn’t need to see the actual abuse as the implications were clear and impactful. Morpheus acknowledged this with “My suffering was nothing compared to yours.” And respectfully fulfils all her wishes, even extending “mercy” to Madoc who had “held captive for more than 60 years. Demeaned, abused, defiled. And you will not set her free because you need ideas?!”

2) “You have changed, Oneiros.” How many times does Morpheus need to hear this before he admits it to himself? Just like with Hob on their friendship, he didn’t respond well in Episode 6 “Playing House” where Lucienne tells Morpheus: “We all change, sir. Even you, perhaps. One day.” The same points are made later by Gault, and even Fiddler’s Green “… his time there appears to have changed him as it has changed me.”

3) “When I heard you call me, even after all this time…. Let me help you. Please. I owe you that much.” “I have learnt much in recent times and … no matter.” Aaaah, what a tease! So much backstory, unresolved conflict and words left unsaid. While I loved Morpheus’ righteous anger and protectiveness for her, I was so frustrated at his inability to truly change and love in return. What a stubborn, arrogant, romantic fool.

4) “Without forgiveness, wounds will never heal” … “I will not forgive him for what he has done, but I must forgive the man. Not for him, for me.” She’s talking to you, Morpheus. Go back to Hell to forgive Nada soon, ok?

5) “You have met Morpheus, he was once my husband and the father of my son.” In this one episode, he is also called Oneiros, Morpheus, God of Dreams, The Dream King, The Shaper of Form, Dream, Endless. He collects names as often as he shuns ex-lovers.

6) “One day, perhaps but…” I had wanted them to reconcile in the original comics and finally in this TV series, Morpheus seems less cruel though still painfully aloof. Loving this creative choice because it opens up the door for richer storytelling and for this very strong, diverse cast to flex their characters even further. Maybe Calliope will finally have an adult conversation with Oneiros, mend old wounds and grieve their son together! (But then, that also means Death would be near …. IYKYK)

#the sandman #sandman #dream country #dream of the endless #neil gaiman #netflix #morpheus #oneiros #calliope

[fizzypopsoda-roleplay]

Amity Meets The Webb Family 🕷️🕸️

Serena: *She looked at Amity with*

Amity, our other relatives, my husband's side of our family, aren't like me or my children who are dinning with us here... They're take their roles of being spiders more seriously, and act out more on our carnivore instincts. Being that they're more, how do I put this?... More cold-hearted, showing lack of sympathy towards others, and even feast on those who are considered their prey... *She felt uncomfortable sharing this to Amity, but she continues to progress on her story* My husband and I had our differences on how we live as spiders, and he took it very seriously... And so one night, he decided that we should go on our own separate ways, and asked me to leave the mansion and my children behind... *She paused for a moment as she stared at her reflection in her tea, she sigh a bit* My now ex-husband started his new family with a mistress to raised their children at, with my children there to be part of a crime family business... He raised their children to be cold-hearted carnivores that make any living creature their dinner feast and to expand their territory until they're recognized as the most feared family, under Our family name... *Her eyes looked as if she was going to tear up, until she breathed in and breathed out to calm herself as she drank her tea...* I later reunited with my children with the help of some friends they've made when I was gone, and we decided to leave old life and home behind and start a new one in this household we're dinning at today... But while my family's living peacefully, our other relatives are yet to see the error of their ways and still live to become the most cruel feared people to this very day... *She told Amity with a unpleasant look in her eyes as her empty her cup* I hope you understand why we wish for you to not face our other relatives, Amity, 'cause we do not wish for harm to come your way if you ever meet...

(Okay, so for some reason I'm unable to reblog where we last left off on the rp, so I have continue on a new post. Hope you don't mind. ^^")

@blossomeblur-rpblog

[woozapooza]

I watched Sopranos 3x04 "Employee of the Month" last night and I was thinking about it all day today. I don't remember the last time a TV episode shook me this hard. I just finished writing eight (8) pages in my journal reflecting on it and now my arm is sore. Anyway here are some of the points that I wrote about way more verbosely in my journal:

I hate Dr. Melfi's ex-husband so fucking much holy shit I want to punch him in his stupid fucking victim-blaming face

I read some reviews of this episode on IMDb that made me mad because I felt that they were framing Melfi's choice as one between being a bad victim with punitive urges and being a good victim who takes the high road, BUT these reviews made me realize that the episode itself doesn't frame it that way, which I really like. Instead, it's about (1) not "break[ing] the social compact" that categorically disallows vigilante justice, and (2) not crossing the threshold into Tony's world that she could never uncross. She doesn't cross the threshold, but she's still allowed her anger.

I really wished Tony would have found out what happened, not because I would have like to see him avenge her (although tbh I would like that and I hope someone's written that fanfic), but just because I really wanted to see how he would react, how/whether it would affect his image of her, how/whether it would affect their relationship going forward. The two of them have one of the most interesting dynamics I've ever seen on TV, and it's only season 3!

I'm getting a vague sense of Meadow and Jackie Jr. as mirror images, but I won't say much about that because it could turn out that I'm totally reaching. We shall see.

Within this episode, Janice and Melfi were sort of mirror images, too, at least with respect to Tony.

EDIT: I wanted to explain that last point: what I meant was that Tony has to get involved in Janice's problem even though he really doesn't want to, whereas Dr. Melfi doesn't give him the chance to get involved in her problem, even though he might well have been willing to do so. But also, another anti-parallel between them occurred to me, this time nothing to do with Tony: Janice responds to a traumatic experience by declaring that she's now a Christian. Melfi responds to a much worse experience, and one that she, unlike Janice, did nothing to bring on, by sticking to her principles. Janice gives up responsibility for herself to God. Melfi remains in control of herself.

I loved the conversation between Tony and Christopher about Jackie Jr., especially when Christopher accuses Tony of thinking that Jackie Jr. is too good for the mob life but that he (Christopher) isn't. I can't remember him ever expressing anything like that before and I'm wondering whether it's a harbinger of things to come in their relationship. Again, we shall see!

At the party at the Sacks' house, there's a part where Tony exits the house onto the patio and walks past Christopher and Adriana making out against the wall. That made me laugh so hard oh my god. They're just going at it!

I had no clue that the ancient Romans had proto-Rottweilers! I assumed Rottweilers were invented by Germans. Neat!

#x #The Sopranos #Anna watches tv #Anna watches The Sopranos #the thing I hate about the new post editor is that it doesn't save the capitalization of past tags you've used #so if I want my tags to be properly capitalized (which I do) I have to write them out all over again. bleh.

[butterfly-winx]

Today is my birthday, could you wish me a happy birthday please ❤ and you would give me a beautiful gift by answering my question. So could you tell us about Domino's royal family not so you said that Daphne grew up with cousins ​​when she talks about this big family and if you have some time that too is Solaria I would like to know who they were if they were appreciated I don't know about you but I already know that you will amaze me.

Happy birthday! I’m so sorry I couldn’t get around to answering this on the day, but hope you had a great celebrations!

I have some nice Dominian royal family tree factoids for you as compensation :)

Yes, Bloom and Daphne have a lot of cousins. Oritel has two siblings and Marion is 2nd youngest of five, and most of these seven siblings had children. Due to time-and-population-freezing scheningans some of who started out as older than Bloom end up being younger. When Domino fell, Bloom had been a little older than a year (13-15mo) and had 2-3 year old cousins who stayed 2-3 until she resurrected her planet at age 20, so.

Oritel is the middle of three brothers, an older Károly and a “younger” twin brother Silan. As Dominian traditions dictate the brothers decided who would become heir when their father was still alive and the choice fell on Oritel. Károly, relived of his responsibilities went off to travel the world and has 4 children from 3 different wifes, the first three being around Daphne’s age, the fourth considerably younger but not Bloom aged. Silan unfortunately died in the war against the Ancestresss and had no children or a married partner before.

Marion’s family is grand and complicated. Her oldest brother Byron is significantly older than her and actually widowed (they had 2 children). He then took on a much younger partner that all the family thinks is a gold digger but she is just a very sweet, if naive, girl. The second sibling Vera transitioned late in her life and split from her until then wife not too long before the war. Marion had a good sisterhood to Hyun, the now ex-wife and this sisterhood demanded she side with her in arguments. However she now owed sisterhood to Vera too, her “new” sister. She hates being impartial thoguh. Solving this conondrum she chose to be on the side of both of them, flip-flopping her support in family arguments much to the annoyance of all her other siblings. In the end Hyun and her 4 children (a little younger than Daphne, early to late teens when Domino froze) started to withdraw from the family a little. The middle sibling Iren is truly and well a middle one, not really sure where she is going in life, having neither the drive nor pride of her other siblings. She did not have children at the time, but was eying all sorts of exotic pets and kept supplying her nieces and nephews with them. Marion obviously had Daphne and then Bloom with a huge gap between them. And finally the youngest brother, Felix has two children him and his husband adopted: a preschooler and the aforementioned 3 year old, but he is also a good chunk younger Marion.

Daphne mostly spent her time with Karoly’s kids as they lived in the capital as well and saw Marion’s sie of the family less often, but she greatly preferred the company of Vera’s children: they went on fun family vacations, saw more of the world and were more relaxed. Plus their younger age made Daphne relax and escape from her constant duty of pretending to be an adult when she was not. She thinks Felixes youngest is the cutest baby in existence only dethroned by the arrival of her own baby sister.

Bloom is not really close to any of them, for obvious reasons. When she resurrects Domino they are all the ages that they disappeared as and only a few of them really experienced or noticed the passage of time. Age wise her peers are again Karoly’s children, but they come from such a different world: if you counted their age from their actual birth date they would be in their later 30s to late 40s! One of Byron’s children is just like her snd she is very fond of him, so that would be her chosen fave cousin. She does absolutely not vibe with referring to the 3yo baby with honorifics meant for an older relative. Felix’s husband likes to tease and watch her squirm.

#asks #winx club #winx club rewrite #butterfly fic adjacent #hap birth

[eternalmagicshop]

A (Yoongi x OFC) FF

Synopsis: In her thirties and freshly divorced, Miranda is safe to say, down on her luck. After being bullied one day, she decides to do something no one would have predicted

Live life for herself.

She expected wild, she expected a first time career but finds herself entranced with a new music shop that seemed to have popped out of nowhere.

As long as she has fun, right?

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Talk of self hatred, past spousal abuse, mature language, smut (nsfw eventually)

Genre: Romance | Angst | Self growth | Fluff

Word count: 6,338 words

Ch 1.

Miranda honestly never imagined she would be where she was now, thirty-four and freshly divorced. It was hard, but she definitely felt free at the same time. The shackles of marriage no longer keeping her bound to the repetitive domestic duties her husband, -- no, ex-husband had placed on her.

She was free to eat cheap microwavable dinners as she pleased, to gain weight and not have to worry about her in-laws mentioning it. She had been a June bride and a June divorcee. Ironic, wasn’t it?

Her life, this was finally going to be her life. That was all she could tell herself to soften the blow.

“Miranda? Hello? Earth to Miranda?”

“Oh my gosh, Briggs, I’m sorry. What were you saying?” She muttered, feeling embarrassed a friend of hers had witnessed a total zone out moment.

“I said Riley and the old high school slash college brigade invited the two of us to brunch next Tuesday. What should I tell her?”

Briggs, her childhood friend and her longest one at that, who was now… her roommate. Briggs was her main anchor during the divorce and held her hands the entire way. She was a successful lawyer and was honestly the only reason that Miranda got out of her marriage as good as she did with her connections. She wished she had that tenacity Briggs had always carried herself with. “Does it matter?” She answered, “You know she’ll harass us until we say yes. I’m freshly divorced after all.”

“Yeah, and I’m still a lesbian, you’d think she’d get tired of harassing either one of us by now, right? Briggs sighed as she collapsed on her couch, moving Miranda’s feet aside. “So, you’re saying yes?”

“It’s better to get it over with, don’t you think? We only see them once every few months anyways.”

“Speak for yourself, I only go because of you. I don’t want them to eat you alive because you’re too kind for your own good.” Briggs consoled as she swatted her arm that was reaching for the TV remote. “You chose what we watched earlier, I only have today off, let me choose.”

“Fair enough I guess,” She conceded, it was Briggs’s TV after all, and she was living in her home until she could get back on her feet. “Did they say where we’re meeting?

“Where else? Her husband’s restaurant of course, you know she loves to brag.” Briggs rolled her eyes, the three of them had a weird friendship. Meaning they used to be best friends, and then in college Riley got popular, met her husband and forgot they existed. They now only talked twice a year and it was usually Riley just letting them know just how successful and perfect her life had become. “Seriously Miranda, she outgrew us and started treating us, especially you in particular like shit. Why do you put up with this?

“I’m sure her bragging isn’t the only reason why.” Miranda murmured, not even bothering to refute Brigg’s other comment. It wasn’t entirely wrong. “Besides, we grew up together.”

“I love you Randa, I really do, but you’re hopeless sometimes.”

“I know Briggs, I know.”

Two weeks had flown by and suddenly Miranda had found herself sitting next to her old high school friends. Well, friends was … vague and not entirely the truth, frenemies was more like it, distant acquaintances even fit the bill.

“So! Miranda please tell us, are you okay, dearest?” That was Amanda who had said that, Miranda hadn’t even needed to look up from her glass of white wine to know, only Amanda could have that judgmental of a tone.

“Of course I am Amanda, divorce is very common nowadays, you know? It’s not the end of the world.” To them, it was like she had just said something horribly offensive, she could hear Briggs scoff from her left.

“Miranda is right.” Her oldest friend Bri, whom she know from her kindergarten class spoke from the end of the table. “It’s kind of empowering in some cases, it takes some strength.”

“Empowering for a marriage to fail?” Amanda had quipped, sipping on her Bloody Mary and giving Riley an amused side eye.

“Empowering to put yourself first. God, why the cattiness, personally offended or something, Mandy?” Briggs jumped in, glaring at Amanda freely. It was a challenge, but Miranda just tapped her arm and slightly shook her head.

This was hardly the time or the place to get into a cat fight.

“It’s not a big deal.” Miranda brushed off the verbal attacks, by this time she was growing irritated herself with how little Riley had been talking. She was strangely silent, usually the barrage of comments would have come from her and not her sidekick.

“Yeah. So,” Briggs huffed, a fake smile plastered across her face. “What’s new? Bri, how’s the family?”

“They’re great, Leah just entered elementary school and my Grayson will be turning four in a month. Oh, you just reminded me! I need an updated address for you Miranda, so I can send you a birthday invitation.” Bri rambled, grabbing her phone and nudging it her way. “Just put it under your contact information please.”

She was grateful that Bri had chosen to spare her the embarrassment of having to say she was basically homeless for the time being. Whether it had been intentional or not, that didn’t matter. So she wrote down a simple – “Same address as Briggs, please” and passed the phone back to her.

It was lucky that Riley was still mysteriously quiet, opting to sit back and make small talk with Amanda. The whole exchange was odd, but it was nearing the end, signaling they would need to start leaving soon in order to keep up with their children and do the other wifely duties.

“I have to go.” Riley announced suddenly, standing up and checking her watch. “Let’s do this again, I’ll see everyone at the next brunch, your tabs will be covered as always. See you next time.”

Miranda watched as Riley shouldered her purse and walked off without another glance or regard for anyone. The faint murmuring of Amanda already gossiping to Bri about how Riley had been off lately and wanted to know if anyone had any information, it made her ears feel like they would bleed any second.

“Sorry, I really only talk to her at brunch or when I comment on her Facebook or Instagram.” Bri said. “You’re the closest to her out of us all now.”

“Yeah, I haven’t like… really talked to her in a while.” Miranda added.

“And I’m the last person she would have on speed dial.” Briggs snorted, chugging the rest of her drink.

Amanda hummed know response. “Yeah, I guess that’s true. Anyways, I really should be going. Chin up Miranda, I’m sure everything will be better in due time.”

And with that lovely, backhanded sentiment, Amanda walked out on the three still sitting there, Miranda letting out a heavy sigh of relief. It wasn’t as bad as she expected.

Heavy silence was still lingering at the table, Bri started to fiddle with her purse. “So, I ah…I should get going too, my mom is watching my son and my daughter will be home from school soon.”

“Of course, no worries. It was nice seeing you, Bri.” Miranda added at the last second, it had been nice seeing Bri, she wasn’t ever terrible to her. And it seemed to boost her confidence, which made Miranda smile.

“It was nice seeing you both, I’ll send you the invitations this week, okay?”

“I’ll be there. See you.”

“See you, Bri.” Briggs added, a small smile finally gracing her features. “You know,” Briggs added, watching Bri walk away “she’s the only one I don’t absolutely hate.”

“You’re horrible. Come on, let’s go get pizza, all I had was a salad.” Miranda giggled, the two of them leaving and walking to Brigg’s car.

Turns out, finding a job wasn’t as easy as Miranda initially thought. She had always been a bit sheltered growing up, she didn’t come from an extreme amount of money, but she had always been taken care of thanks to her father being a lawyer. She couldn’t be more opposite, her resume consisted of three things –

Her name

Her contact info

A work study she had briefly done in college for five months.

”God!” Miranda screamed into her pillow. Briggs was working extra hours on a really stressful case, so Miranda was more conscious about her noise levels. Why had she made a dumb decision and became a housewife after college?! Not that it didn’t work for other people, she had just never been fully happy. On the bad days she felt like a lap dog waiting for its owner to come home.

“I shouldn’t have listened to that bastard, wherever he is now.” She scowled, angrily finishing the wrapping for Bri’s son. Not that she was necessarily bitter, Miranda just thought her life would have started by now, instead she was preparing to enter the lion’s den that was a child’s fourth birthday, and her ex-husband was probably on a cruise in the Caribbean with his latest mistress.

Looking at the time, it was half past when she had originally wanted to leave. “Fuck, I can’t catch a break.” She scowled, stamping a cheap bow she had bought as an alternative to her perfectly done bows she was known for. Grayson was a four-year-old, the kid wouldn’t fully appreciate it anyways.

“I’ll be back later!” She called out to Briggs, only allowing her yell to signal her departure. “I’m starved.” She mumbled as she placed the gift as carefully as she could in the passenger seat, it was a failure though and it ended up thudding against the seat in her hurried rush.

The gift wasn’t particularly fancy, but she had heard through the grapevine (Bri’s Facebook) that Grayson was particularly fond of building things, he was a” gentle kid” in Bri’s words and liked to create rather than destroy. So, by luck she had found a superhero Lego set that same week, figuring he and his family could do together as a fun activity.

Hopefully that would make up for the fact that she was twenty minutes late and unaccompanied by another child he could play with, Miranda was now the single aunt with no children. If she played her cards right, she would be known as the fun and independent badass aunt type, not the lonely loser who adopts five hundred cats. She really was being judgmental; she should stop that.

Luck really wasn’t on her side, cars lined up the entire block and she had to park the next street over. The walk up a slight hill was filled with perfectly groomed two story houses with perfectly cut lawns, no doubt a regulation by whatever community guidelines they had to follow. This used to be her, she had never really belonged.

“Oh Miranda! You made it!” Bri commented, tugging her husband to greet her as she was rounding up their driveway.

“Here let me get that for you.” Her husband commented, she couldn’t remember his name, but he had always been sweet the few times their paths crossed, it made sense for the two of them to get married.

“You remember my husband, Namjoon?”

Ah. So that was his name. “Of course!” She smoothly lied. “How are things?”

“Going great. Things are smooth at work, my family and I are all healthy and happy, I couldn’t be luckier.” He smiled, his infamous dimple shining through. “How are you? I heard through the grapevine about your divorce.”

“Joon.” Bri scolded.

“Shit, not like that. I don’t mean it in a bad way, I always thought he was an asshole.” Namjoon scrambled, his hand raised in surrender, it made Miranda giggle.

“Nah, it’s fine. He is an asshole, huh?” That made Bri crack a smile too.

“All he did was talk about his patients and judge Namjoon for working in business. I was like dude, you’re a dentist, you both help people in your own ways, why did it need to be a competition?” Bri added.

“I am sorry for him though, Bri and I wanted to reach out, just didn’t want to —“

“Sound condescending?” Miranda interrupted.

“Exactly that.” Namjoon nodded.

“It’s fine. I’m fine. You and Bri have always been kind to me so thank you and I’m sorry he was rude to you both, I hadn’t known that. Oh! I hope your son likes what I got him. It’s a superhero Lego set.”

“Oh! He’ll love that.” Bri and Namjoon said at the same time, causing her to smile some more. They helped her feel normal, she deiced that she should talk to Bri more after today.

“Just a fair warning,” Bri added, “They’re already —”

“Miranda!” Amanda called out!

“Here. They’re already here.” Bri mumbled; Namjoon rubbed her shoulder.

“Hey Amanda.” Miranda said shyly. “I guess we should go inside, huh?”

“Yeah. Let’s go find the birthday boy.” Namjoon smiled, carrying her present to wherever their gift table was. Miranda didn’t miss the way Amanda eyed it up and down as Namjoon walked past her.

“Briggs didn’t come with?”

“Nope. Big case. She sends her condolences and wanted me to tell you she’ll deliver a gift to him personally next week after the big part of the case is hopefully over.” Miranda had added the last part for Bri and Bri alone, but Amanda was scoffing.

“Anyways, Riley! Look who’s here.”

Miranda followed Amanda’s gaze and saw Riley, standing there beside her husband, so she plastered on a big fake smile and followed Bri to their small circle. “Hello everyone. It’s nice to see you all.”

“Hi, hun.” Riley smiled. She was always nicer when her husband was around. “Ahem. Honey, you remember Miranda?”

“Of course. How’s it going?” He asked, Miranda noted though he didn’t look a bit interested even though he had asked.

“Perfect. Just perfect.” She fake smiled.

“No Briggs?” Riley noted, glancing towards all of the guests as if she was looking for her.

“Nope. Just me for today, she has a big case. Hope that’s okay.”

“Of course, it’s not my party after all.” Riley smiled, but it looked forced, and Miranda couldn’t understand why. She hadn’t possibly said anything wrong yet, she had just got there.

Bri and Namjoon were out and about hosting but never straying too far from each other. She hadn’t meant to stare but noted the way they looked at one another, the amount of admiration and just… love you could visibly see was adorable. They had been together since college and yet they still were in the honeymoon phase.

Maybe she would be a little upset after all if she never found that.

“So hun,” Amanda started, making Miranda wince that she had probably been caught staring. “What are you doing these days?”

“Oh. Trying to find a job, or you know, maybe going back to school?”

“But you graduated, no?”

“Yes. But there’s nothing wrong with continuing my education. I can still start a career too.” Miranda defended, swirling the margarita Bri had offered her on a quick check up, hopefully she would be done catering to her guests soon.

“I mean, look at the statistics hun, the work force is already tough enough for women, let alone a divorced woman who barely has any work experience.”Amanda rattled on, and Miranda tuned her out for right now.

The divorce was a mistake, and she should’ve tried harder to make it work, that’s what they all said once her ex-husband had changed his relationship status on Facebook. Well, there was only so much she could do when she caught her husband pile driving his assistant when she had come home from the market early.

In. Their. Bed.

Safe to say the desire to fake the happiness for the life she had been living was gone in an instant, she had been humiliated and embarrassed enough. So, was her wanting a career really that horrible to her “social circle”?

“Sorry girls, Grayson got knocked down and had a minor scrape.” Bri sighed, sitting down on a couch cushion besides Miranda.

“Oh no, is he okay?” Miranda asked.

“Oh yeah, he’s a resilient little guy. He’s back to playing with the other kids in the backyard. You girls want to sit outside with me? Being a host is fine but being a mother and making sure my children are being safe is better than that in my opinion.” Bri asked.

“Sure, you have a lovely patio.” Miranda smiled, she had hoped no one would follow them and for the first time today, she had gotten what she wanted.

“We’ll follow you two in a sec.” Amanda smiled; Riley still had her eyes on her husband though, barely acknowledging anything anyone was saying.

“So, now that I’m sure we can both breathe a bit…” Bri said as she watched the children play in a bouncy castle they had rented, “How’s the party so far? I still tried to keep something in it for the adults.” Bri smiled, her gaze pointing to the drink.

“Oh, they’re great. Did you get to taste them yet?” Miranda asked, raising her brows when Bri gave her a crooked smile.

“No actually, I can’t drink right now.” Bri smiled even bigger, and Miranda caught what she was saying instantly.

“No way! Are you…”

“It’s a secret to anyone outside you and Namjoon.” Bri smiled. “Eleven weeks this upcoming Friday.”

Miranda’s jaw dropped when Bri sneakily showed her the ultrasound picture, the little bean looking thing the cause of so much happiness already. “Oh my god, congratulations! Wow, you’re not showing at all?! There’s zero bump!”

“Not too loud, I don’t want the twisted sisters to know about it just yet. But thank you! This kid has my back already, I hated my body after I had Grayson and I just got it back, I feel like this is a grace period. Fingers crossed I’m this babies favorite. Leah and Grayson love Namjoon, he’s the favorite.” Bri laughed, throwing her head back. “Fuck, you know, if I didn’t have Namjoon, I don’t think I would’ve ever been able to make it through those brunches.”

“We must be masochists or something to put up with the beatings we get at those things, huh? Briggs always has my back; I don’t know what I would do without her either.” Miranda agreed, downing the watered-down margarita she had been sipping on.

“God, it’s so bad.” Bri laughed. “But their husbands are actually good friends to Namjoon, not his closest, but good enough he actually will hang out with them occasionally.”

“Namjoon has other friends?” Miranda asked and immediately defended herself when Bri sent her a playful offended look. “Not like that, I just —“

“It’s okay! I get it. You only see us here after all and the old man refuses to download Facebook or Instagram.” Bri snorted, gazing at Namjoon through the windows. “Yes. He has old friends from when he would go to a Korean academy after school.”

“That’s right. I forgot he went to an academy. I always thought he was impressive to do that. I could barely keep up with school as is.”

“He’s so smart, it’s one of the things I admire most. But yeah, they’re great and kind and they should be arriving any second actually. Well, except Yoongi if I’m not wrong, he has to close up late.” Bri rambled on. “So, in a totally non condescending and bitchy way, what do you plan to do now? Sorry if that’s too personal.”

“Oh hell if I know.” Miranda giggled. “I know I want to do something purely for myself. Everyone acts like the thirties are a death sentence, I prefer the saying from that movie. I’m thirty, flirty and thriving. Maybe I’ll go on a trip, or start school again or maybe even learn an instrument!”

“You’re lucky. Sometimes I wish I had some time to myself but my heart is full, and I’m happy and healthy. The people I love are happy and healthy, so even if I’m folding clothes and cooking dinners for the rest of my life, I’m fine. Namjoon and his friends and job and everything that comes with him is enough. After all, we have beautiful children together. I owe him the world for that. I just got lucky his other friend group is a million times nicer than his work one.” Bri snorted while she slurped on a lemonade.

For a split second, Miranda felt herself jealous of Bri for the second time that day, she had another social circle was that was apparently nice through and through. Bri deserved it; she really did. The whole thing made Miranda embarrassed she actually was jealous about that.

She was definitely just lonely.

“Mama! Mama!” Her son and daughter came barreling towards her.

“Woah woah, what’s wrong?” Bri asked instantly, crouching down to inspect them with worry.

“We found a kitten!” They screamed simultaneously.

“It’s small and it’s brown and—“

“No, it’s not!” Her daughter Leah interrupted. “It was definitely Calico!”

The two started arguing before Bri put a stop to it. “Okay okay you two, where is the kitten now?”

“It ran away, the other kids chased it off.” Her son sighed.

“Well, I’m not sure what to do guys. We know I’m allergic, I would have to find a home for it if it came out again.” Bri sighed.

Grayson and Leah had started to worry, Miranda could see it written all over their faces, their little eyes watering and darting over to the spot in the corner of the yard where all the children had gathered.

“It’s not over there still?” Miranda asked.

“No, it ran under a hole in the fence.” Her daughter sighed, the sigh wasn’t directed at her, but more towards the children that had scared it away.

She didn’t know what propelled her to say it, perhaps it was the need to do something… but before she could catch herself, she said “If it comes back, I can take it.”

Great. This was just the start. She was going to be the lonely aunt with five hundred cats one day and this small kitten would be the start.

“Are you sure?” Bri asked worriedly, her gaze telling Miranda it was okay if she didn’t take the cat at all.

“Yeah. It’s totally fine. I don’t mind in the slightest. I’ve never had a cat before.” She smiled, feeling better when Bri’s children thanked her and promised to find the kitten again.

“You’re positive?” Bri asked again.

“Yeah.” Miranda reassured her, “Why not?”

“Oh girls!” Amanda giggled, bringing both her husband along with Riley and her spouse too. “You girls have been out here for so long! We thought you never were gonna come back inside.”

“We thought you would be out in a sec. Besides, it’s nice watching the kids have fun.” Bri tightly smiled; party host was back on it seemed.

“Sorry, it’s just a bit warm. Oh, I do think Namjoon was looking for you though. His other friends arrived is what he said and told us to pass along if we saw you.” Riley said, it had been the third sentence Miranda had heard Riley speak all evening.

“Oh! Wonderful, if you’ll excuse me! I’ll introduce you all in just a second.”

Miranda figured it was because Bri needed a healthy friend break, Namjoon’s friend group was probably a breath of fresh air for her. Unfortunately, that meant she was stuck with the twisted sisters as Bri had called them.

“B-dog!” She heard suddenly and she felt her body run cold. He couldn’t be here; he was supposed to be anywhere but here.

“Josh?” She said, turning around slowly. “I didn’t know you would be here.”

“Yeah well, you didn’t get the friend group. Your lawyer friend forgot that.” Josh smirked, he looked tan, and his black hair had been freshly cut and slicked back with what she knew to be a copious amount gel. Fuck, he looked like even more of a douchebag since she last saw him at their last court hearing.

“Classy.” Miranda commented, not wanting the situation to escalate. But she didn’t want him to humiliate her either, he was technically in Namjoons circle, she had no idea he would be here. Bri hadn’t told her… had she been in on this. Was that why Amanda had been smiling the entire time? She had known he was coming. That had to be it.

“I’m surprised your girlfriend isn’t here.” Josh commented, making both Riley and Amanda’s husbands laugh.

“Excuse me?” Miranda turned around, immediately regretting that she played into his trap to annoy her. “I’m sorry, can we have a second?” She said, not giving anyone an answer before she pulled her ex-husband towards the side of the house and to the driveway. “What the fuck is actually wrong with you?!” She demanded.

“What? Am I wrong? Briggs was always after you and you knew it.”

“First of all, Briggs has never been into me that way. You just have it in your head that all lesbians are like men and create friendships to try to fuck their friends. Do not throw around that disgusting stereotype in front of me.” Miranda reeled in, Josh had always been threatened by Briggs sexuality once he found out Briggs called men who fetishized the wlw disgusting. He went from sexualizing Briggs one second to stereotyping and throwing micro aggressions towards her the next. Divorced or not, Miranda would never allow him to say that stereotyping and homophobia shit in front of her.

That wasn’t going to change now.

“So no? You didn’t jump on the lesbian express train?” Josh smiled.

“You’re a fucking douche.” Miranda called back, eyeing the party and hoping nobody would have to come out and see the two of them go back and forth. “Even if I had decided to discover my sexuality and if I was attracted to women, that’s none of your business. You lost that the second you pounded your assistant in our bed.”

“I just figured, she would be your only hope, you know?” Josh shrugged. This worst part about his words is that he was sober, she could tell. This was his pure hatred for her, and she hadn’t even done anything.

“What?” She replied shakily.

“You know, your only hope at being with someone. I mean who else would want you? You’re divorced, getting too old to have kids, have no work experience, can’t get hired without said work experience. Your parents are even embarrassed of you, I talk to your mom all the time. So what do you have to offer?”

Her eyes started stinging with tears, he was hateful, he was mean. But he wasn’t entirely wrong, and he fucking knew it. He could always sense the weaknesses she had and throw them in her face. Her gaze was locked on the floor, embarrassment drowning her when she heard —

“Ah. I’m sorry, I’m just trying to get through.”

She couldn’t look at who it was, humiliation all she could feel in the moment. So Miranda did what she knew best and hurried past her ex husband and the unknown man who she refused to look at. She didn’t need to see the pity in someone’s eyes that she didn’t know.

“Sorry.” She murmured when she had accidentally bumped into his shoulder on her way out.

“No worries.” She heard just barely as she skulked off towards her car.

The strength left her legs by the time she got to her car so she cat on the curb and cried. Today had sucked, it had sucked so much she didn’t want to step another foot outside for the next month or so. She had to catch her breath and calm down soon If she wanted to hurry and drive to Briggs’ home. Her hands were shaking too bad to do much of anything at the moment.

Looking up from her knees, she saw a little calico-ish looking kitten frozen in fear by her passenger seat tire. She understood the fear she supposed, if she was a small kitten in a big world, a human sobbing on a curb a few feet away would terrify her also. But she had to be smart, if this kitten bolted the opposite way, it would run directly into the street.

“Who cares if I get dirty?” She murmured, getting down on her hands and knees, luckily the kitten was trying to slowly turn its back towards her, ready to bolt when she reached quickly and grabbed it by the scruff of its neck. She quickly ran to her driver seat and unlocked her car, not knowing what to do she dropped the kitten in the passenger seat and drove quickly, hoping it wouldn’t get stuck under the seat or something if it decided to hide.

“Briggs! Briggs I’m home!” Miranda yelled, walking in with a bloody thumb and angry kitten in her hand. She had tried to grab it and her thumb had gotten too close to it’s mouth, resulting in a small gash and a newfound fear her other fingers might be next.

“Hey!” Briggs cheered, coming from her room. “How was the— wait, why the fuck do you have a cat? Why is your finger bleeding?! Wait were you crying?!”

“In a second. I’ll tell you all of it in a second. Do you have a box or something I can put this mean little creature in for now before I lose the rest of my fingers?”

“Uh, fuck.” Briggs cussed, pacing back and forth. “I don’t but wait! Put it in your bathtub!”

Not questioning Briggs, Miranda speed walked to her restroom, placing the kitten in the tub. It would be too small to jump out, Briggs was a genius.

“Okay.” Miranda turned, closing the restroom door and essentially trapping the kitten in. “Now, let’s go to a pet store and get things for it and I’ll tell you all about that shitty experience on the way over.”

Briggs already had keys in her hand as the two talked all the way to the car, Miranda had insisted on driving though. The last thing she needed was Briggs driving to Bri’s in an attempt to catch her ex there and tell him off, or as she wanted and originally suggested… slash his tires.

“I can’t fucking believe that asshole, ugh.” She groaned, they were looking at kitten food and litter boxes.

“I know.” Miranda agreed. “Me either. But it is what it is. He’s a douchebag, we both knew that already.”

“Yeah but to go that low?! It was a child’s birthday party.” Briggs scoffed as she put three cans of every flavor of Fancy feast that she could find into their basket.

“Yeah well… I don’t have anything to say about him that I haven’t already said.i shouldn’t have been surprised. Now, where are the litter boxes?” Miranda asked, wanting five minutes to pretend like earlier hadn’t happened.

“Probably next aisle. I’ll go scout out registers to see which is best. I’ll meet you there.”

But she noticed a really pretty girl that had been checking out her oblivious best friend, so she tugged on her coat before she could leave. “Hey, that girl is really pretty and she’s totally been eyeing you, do you want me to leave?”

Briggs eyes fluttered over to girl and Miranda could see the blush form on her face, it made her giggle to see her best friend flustered. “I’ll take that as a yes then. Good luck and don’t forget the litter and litter box, I’ll pay for the rest.” Miranda whispered as she squeezed Briggs arm, she knew her best friend, if she had been uninterested she would have told her to shut up and left.

She grabbed the cart of small basket and headed towards the registers and not wanting to cramp Briggs game any further. God, she wondered how many times she had unintentionally cockblocked her on accident!

But after fifteen minutes she had already paid and got bored so she went outside. It was a neat little strip of small businesses, she hadn’t even noticed a piano class was two stores down! Miranda had always wanted to learn piano, but she had wanted to do it on her own terms, not to please her mother, which is why she refused lessons as a child.

Something about the store was pulling her in, so she walked up to the window. The curtains were closed and the sign clearly said it wasn’t open but she took a picture of the hours and phone number for later. Sure, it wasn’t something she could exactly put on a resume, but maybe it would make her sound interesting if she ever got an interview. If, hopefully one day.

She realized this was new, she hadn’t seen this shop before and she was at this small shopping center pretty frequently. It had to be fate that she would see it on today of all days, just when she was deciding to pick up a new hobby for herself.

“I got it!” Briggs cheered as she pushed a cart full of items her way.

“Whoa. You certainly got a lot.” Miranda commented, walking to Briggs to help her push the cart to the car.

“That’s not what I mean! I got the number! Ah! I’m so excited. Her name is Emily, she’s so pretty and she seemed so nice and into me as well. We’re going on a date Friday!”

Miranda turned towards her best friend, “Yes! I knew you would. Tell me all of the details on the way home! Chinese food is on me!”

Briggs cheered as she opened her trunk and they loaded all of the items together, hurrying to head home and have a girls night. Miranda took the opportunity to walk the cart back just so she could look at the piano store again. Whatever it was, she considered herself pulled in. She made a mental note to call that upcoming Monday in exchange for some basic class information and pricing.

When she got home, her and Briggs tried feeding the kitten in the bathroom, to which they had very little luck. The two of them had bought a small bed, so Miranda risked her fingers once more to pick up the little angry thing and place it on the bed, hoping to provide some warmth from the bathroom floor. “Hey, be careful with my fingers.” She scolded. “I’m going to start piano lessons, you know?” She giggled as she placed a small gate up, wanting the kitten see the rest of her room but unable to actually explore it yet.

The night eased her mind a bit. She was safe and back with Briggs away from all judgment. She still didn’t know if Bri had been behind the entire thing or not. Briggs naturally assumed she was and told Miranda to saw screw it and never talk to them again. But Namjoon and Bri didn’t seem that way, they stood in the driveway and made small talk and even called her ex husband an ass. That didn’t seem like something an evil orchestrating couple would do.

“Hey.” She suddenly told Briggs who had been glued to her phone for the last hour. The Chinese food had long digested and she could feel the exhaustion finally hitting her full force. “I’m beat. I’m going to head to bed.”

“Oh are you sure? Not another movie?” Briggs asked.

“No, you’re bad company right now, babe.” Miranda joked, loving the embarrassed blush across Briggs face. “Go talk some sweet nothings and be flirty. This divorcée is laying off romance for a while and enjoying my alone time so let me live through you and tell me all about it tomorrow.”

Briggs called out a loud goodnight before she closed the door and slumped against it. Briggs was her best friend and probably knew the toll this had on her, it didn’t matter anymore. She couldn’t let it matter anymore.. She wasn’t bitter that today of all days Briggs had met and arranged a date with someone. In fact that had been the only good thing that happened today.

She wandered over to her bathroom door while she shimmied out of her clothes. The kitten had burrowed further into the bed, so that had been good. But, while she put on fresh underwear and a new oversized shirt, she noticed the food and water had still been completely untouched. Another mental note, get this small little thing to a vet if it made it that long.

“Try to eat a bit.” She sighed, putting her dirty clothes in a hamper. All she had the mental energy to do was wipe her makeup off with a wipe and call it a night.

Laying in bed and wrapping herself in the comforters made her feel safe. The thick comforter acting like a shield from the outside world. She was glad it was something that didn’t change from her childhood.

But her mind all tired and wired from the attacks she had to endure today; wandered back to the store she had felt strangely pulled towards. She hadn’t ever seen that shop, nor even when she was there last week; it was like it had just appeared out of no where. But she knew now, that would be the first thing she decided to do for her own enjoyment… well besides care for the cat now.

Her brain fell asleep remembering she was even pulled in by the way the lettering looked, the old timey cursive reading – Min’s Piano Lessons.

#btswritingcafe #bts suga #yoongi #bts fanfction #original character #bts romance #bts angst #bts fic #bts smut #bts fluff

[retrofashionspazwhore]

Rambles at a Museum @ Midnight.

Ep. One & Two

Still SIDE EYEING Khatha for not helping Dome inside the café but he helps him when he’s in the alleyway close to the museum (what is the Reason? Explain Yourself??)

Like was it meant to sound like what it was sounding like..

Rewatch: the mummy thingy was the noise drowning out the moans

also what was that lady doing ... seemed like she was trying to summon something...? was this supposed to be a hallucination

I still feel like the alleyway scene should of been their first meeting or maybe Khatha should of left before the stuff happened in the café cause tbh if that was our second meeting once we got to “safety” I would of had a lot of questions (SIR, why you wishy washy when it comes to choosing when to save/help someone...) aka that was a bad “first” meeting. 

I assume you are immortal.... ain't no other reason for you to have gum in a fancy case.... is the gum an "artifact"

Where did he go when he blacked out... is the other figure him or that mummy thing.

I wish his cane was retractable its gotta be urking to carry it around all the time.

Okay... but the height difference of thana/gun is wonderful

Even if this ain't a BL I ship it hard-core

Here for all cameo were gonna get

Episode 3&4

Is the mummy the grandfather

Moth?

Why are you stalking this girl? So, he's a stalker

Why did the moth go to him...?

Is this an ex girlfriend

He's an alien..

what is even happening right now.

Bright is doing amazing!!

I need more thanapop/gun sorry no sorry

so man lovely times that Katha was on top of dome in a bed.... waits patiently for all the lovely edits.

Of course boy gonna do it anyways...

The amount of times this boy has fainted I'd be worried too...

So is she human now or no? cause now I'm confused.... so she's immortal...???

I cant be the only one thinking his suit jacket was dirty & wondering why he ain't change

what if its like as we go through the series the black on his suit get bigger until he literally just wearing an all black suit

not the cap tho...

Episode 5 &6

Solitary...

Get my bae out of solitary

This is probably the best sleep he had

Her spirit still there

She just drugged you

Bae forever worried about dome

Nope don't trust the random girl thats telling you to get rid of your husband daughter

I dont eat soup actually

Competition, okay

But why whats the reason explain yourself

They gotta fight for the salt!!!

Wait why is she eatting him

So yall both die

Nope...

Are you about to kill her

WHAT???

But he got powers too

Is he the god

Not you harassing him at his job interview tho

Oh now you dont have any white in your suit finally wearing straight black

Nanon just touching everyone's chest today

Wait so yall both manniquins

Wait do they got 30 day returns

Okay

Pick up the phone

now your a murder

Not the fake arm tho

The nanonquin

aka. thoughts, questions, things I hope we get answers for in the future & theories. 

#mnm #drm #rmbl #midnight museum

[trash-writer-kenzie]

Always in my Heart

1/5-6

Divorced Parents AU(Percy Jackson/Annabeth Chase)

Annabeth woke with a start as her four-year-old son pounced on her bladder.

“Mama, Mama, you have to get up! I’m going to Daddy’s apartment today, remember?” She internally groaned. Today was Saturday, which meant that she would have to bring her son to her ex-husband’s house, then pick him up after school on Tuesday.

“Good morning to you too, Jordan,”

“Morning! Now get out of bed! I need to get to Daddy’s house early. He said we’d make blue cookies together, just like how Grandma does.” Jordan bounced on her again.

“Okay, I’m up!” Annabeth laughed. “Go get your clothes and toys ready. I’ll make breakfast.”

Jordan ran off, and Annabeth pulled herself out of her bed. She walked over to her closet, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She picked out a white button-up paired with high-waisted black pants.

She went out to her kitchen and put a bagel in the toaster oven for her and an English muffin for her son.

“Daddy is taking me to the aquarium. When he is done with work he is going to show me the fishies. When we get back to his apartment we are going to make cookies and watch Moana and Soul and Finding Memo!”

“That sounds like a lot of fun; Daddy’s working on the weekend?”

“Yeah. Only for an hour or two, though. Just some random stuff he needed to catch up on. He said we might get to go see Grandma and Grandpa and Estelle after school Monday.”

“I’m sure you two will have a blast,” Annabeth smiled as she handed the toasted English Muffin to her son. “And it’s Finding Nemo, with an ‘n’.”

Once Jordan and Annabeth had finished their breakfast, they left the small apartment and walked to a bus stop down the street.

“Mama?” Jordan tugged on Annabeth’s skirt.

“Jordan?”

“Why aren’t you and Daddy married anymore? I thought people were always married forever and ever.”

Annabeth gulped. She’d been hoping that this topic wouldn’t be brought up anytime soon. “Well…” she began, “When you were two, we started getting into fights a lot. Not physical, but verbal. One day, we sat down and decided that it would be best for all of us if we split up since we didn’t want you to have to grow up in a house where your parents were constantly fighting.”

Jordan’s face fell. “That’s sad. I wish you and Daddy got along. But if you do get married again someday, it would make me happy!”

This made her tear up a bit. Even though it had been two years since their split, a part of her heart was still in love with her ex-husband. A small part of her wanted him back, wishing they’d been able to work things out a different way.

“We are still great friends, we just don’t...kiss anymore or anything.”

“You should kiss him when we get there.” Jordan smiled at Annabeth. Her breath hitched. That was the last thing she wanted to do. She didn’t even know if Percy still even liked her.

When Jordan and Annabeth arrived at the Veterinary Center that Percy worked at, she took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

“Remember to kiss Daddy,” Jordan said, not breaking a smile.

Annabeth didn’t respond. She walked up to the front desk.

“Annabeth! So great to see you! And Jordan, do you have a wiggly tooth?” Anita, the grey-haired lady at the front desk greeted them.

“Hi, Ms. Anita! My tooth is this close,” Jordan held his fingers about half a centimeter apart, “to falling out.”

“That’s so great,” she turned to Annabeth. “Percy is working on spaying a cat right now, but he should be done in twenty minutes or so. You can wait here, or you can just leave Jordan with me.”

“It’s okay, Anita. I need to talk to Percy anyway.”

“Alright,” she went back to typing furiously on her thick keyboard.

Twenty minutes later, the door opened and Percy came out, holding a shaking cat and handing it to its owner.

“She’ll need about a week of rest before you let her outside, don’t make her uncomfortable or get her running. It could rip the stitches.” He smiled at her as she left, muttering soft encouragement to her grumpy kitty.

“Jordan, Annabeth!” Percy greeted them, giving them the smile Annabeth couldn’t help but miss.

“Hi, Daddy! I have a lot of stuff to tell you. On the way here, I asked Mama why we don’t all live together and she said because you two fight, and I asked why and she said because you disagree with a lot of stuff and you are divorced. You don’t kiss anymore, so I told her that you guys have to kiss when you see each other because she said that you are still good friends but you are my parents and I want you to kiss!” Jordan said all in one breath.

“Slow down, Buddy. I didn’t understand a word you said.” Percy laughed.

“You. Have. To. Kiss. Mama. Because. You. Love. Her.”

“I-okay then. If it makes you happy, I will kiss Mama.” Percy looked up at her, and she shrugged, begging herself to keep a straight face.

He moved towards Annabeth and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Is this making you uncomfortable?” Percy whispered in Annabeth’s ear.

“No,” she answered timidly.

“Great,” he leaned in and kissed her softly.

Her mind exploded. It had been forever since she’d felt this good, and she wanted more, yet still she pulled away.

“Now say you love each other and hug it out, just like they do on Full House,” Jordan demanded.

“I love you,” we said, then hugged, laughing.

Percy turned to Jordan. “I have a golden coming in about twenty minutes, do you want to go get some snacks?”

“Yes!” Jordan ran into his father’s office to put his backpack away.

“I’m sorry about that,” said Annabeth once Jordan was out of sight.

“It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

Ignoring Percy’s reply, she pulled a notebook out of her purse.

“What’s this?” he asked.

“Jordan’s drawing notebook from school,” she opened it carefully. “His teacher gave it to me yesterday when I picked him up from school. She asked if things were okay at home. He’s been drawing people putting pills in their mouths, gravediggers, crime scenes, and dead people.” Percy’s eyes widened.

“He’s drawing what?” She handed him the notebook and he began to leaf through it.

“This is…” he trailed off.

“I was freaked out too. Is everything going well on your side? I can’t think of anything going on when he’s with me.”

“He has seen me take ibuprofen and antibiotics before, but none of us have been to any funerals or seen anyone die on tv.”

“Do you let him keep his iPad in his room after bed? Do you let him watch YouTube alone?” Annabeth asked, beginning to worry even more.

Percy put his hands on her shoulders, calming her down. “No. I hardly let him go on his iPad when he is at my place. The only problem I can think of is his friend Theo. That kid is the weirdest person I’ve ever met and a lot of people come in here with their pajamas. He talks about his Uncle a lot, who apparently has an addiction and he’s a gravedigger. I don’t know about the crime.”

“Mama, Daddy! This nice lady said we can keep her cat! She can’t keep her anymore and Sprinkles needs a home. Please?!”

Annabeth sneezed, silently cursing. “Sweetie, you’ve got to ask Daddy. I’m allergic to cats.”

“Please, Daddy? Miss Angela said her boyfriend, Andy, hates cats so she has to give her up. We would be saving Sprinkles’ life.” Jordan gave Percy the puppy eyes(which he’d gotten from him).

He sighed, rubbing his temple. “I’ll talk to Sprinkles’ owner.”

“Yes!” Jordan skipped back into his father’s office.

“I’ll talk to him about the drawings tonight and tell you how it goes,” Percy turned back to Annabeth.

“Thank you. Make sure to ask him about Theo.” Annabeth said seriously. He only laughed.

“Of course. Anything for you, m’lady.”

“Shut up and do your job. I’ll pick him up after school Tuesday?”

“Actually, I need to talk to you about that. You know how the vet clinic is next to a children’s hospital?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“I’m running this fundraiser where you pay ten dollars to make a build-a-bear for the hospitalized kids. All the money goes towards hospital funds, and the stuffed animals go to the kids.” Percy explained.

Annabeth smiled. “And you want Jordan to come with you?”

“Yeah,”

“Hey, he’s your kid too, you know,” she chuckled.

“I know, and I’m not asking for your approval. I’m asking if you will come too.”

“It depends...what time is it at?”

“One thirty to five.”

Annabeth bit her lip. “Can I be there a little late? I have a meeting with our corporate manager on Tuesday from noon to two.”

“Yeah!” Percy smiled, clearly happy that his ex-wife and best friend could make it.

Jordan came running back out of the office and clung onto his father’s leg.

“Mama, are you coming to the build-a-bear thing?”

“Yes, buddy. I’ve got to go now. Be good for your dad, alright?”

“Okay,” she knelt down to give her son a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She then gave Percy a quick hug and ran out the door, waving behind her.

As she was closing the door, she heard Anita say, “You’re whipped, Jackson. I hope you know that” After, the only thing to be heard was his sweet laughter.

Part Two ↓

#percabeth #divorce #but they got back together #jordan Jackson is their child #percabeth fanfic #percy jackson #percy and annabeth #annabeth chase

[themackenzieboydchronicles]

Mackenzie Plots to Make Aaron Jealous.

Mackron fanfic.

Aaron was helping out at the pub while his mother was recovering.

"Who's that woman Mack's sitting with?"Aaron asked Gail.

"How do I know" Gail replied "Go and asked him and anyway she's a he"

"Are you sure they've got long curly hair" said Aaron.

"And the sexiest eyes" said Gail.

"To put your mind at rest Aaron he's the new mixologist for Macks bar" said Bear. "He's a hot bloodied Spaniard apparantly"

"Oh is he now" said Aaron who was seething.

"You're jealous" laughed Gail.

"Too right I am" said Aaron grabbing the menu Gail had in her hand and going over to Mack.

"The Paella's on special today" said Aaron looking at the menu in disbelief that it was actually on the menu.

"We'll have the vegitarian option if you have it" said Mack. "By the way this is Gino my new mixologist"

"I'm Aaron, Macks husband" Aaron said on the spur of the moment feeling jealous as he took Macks order.

""He's as good looking as fuck despite all the make up he's got on" said Aaron as he went back into the kitchen.

"You on about Bear again" joked Marlon.

"No that new bloke that Macks slobbering all over" said Aaron who was annoyed. "The one Gail thinks has sexy eyes"

"Ooh yes" said Gail "He's definitely got come to bed eyes. It won't take him long to get round all the ladies with his looks"

"Gail your Gaydar definitely isn't working. Didnt the make up give you a clue" said Aaron "He's gay and I've got to think of a way to get him away from Mackenzie"

"Ooh another exciting day in the Woolpack" Marlon said sarcastically.

"What's paella doing on the menu anyway? asked Aaron.

"Mack asked for it especially as he said he had a special friend coming today" Marlon replied.

Aaron dashed out of the kitchen just in time to see Gino give Mackenzie a kiss.

"Didn't you hear me?" said Aaron rushing over to where Mack and Gino were sitting and slamming the knives and forks down on the table. "I'm his husband"

"Mack just told me you're divorced" said Gino.

"Well I hope you have a great time with him and his six kids. Well the six that we know about anyway" said Aaron. "And the Paella's off"

"No it isn't" said Mary bringing two plates of Paella over to Mack and Gino.

"Tell me about your six kids baby" Gino asked Mack.

"Did I just hear him right?" said Aaron going back to the kitchen with Mary "He just called Mack baby"

"Yes and I've just heard Mack offer him a bed for the night" said Mary.

"Like fuck he is" yelled Aaron deliberately knocking the two bowls of sticky toffee pudding Mack had just ordered on the kitchen floor.

"That's Mack and Gino's pudding you've just sent flying" said Marlon.

"Don't worry " said Aaron scooping it up off the floor and putting it back in the two bowls.

"You can't serve them that" said Marlon.

"Watch me" said Aaron taking the two bowls out.

"We've changed our minds about the puddings" said Mack "We don't want to over eat as we've got some fun and games planned for later"

"You ex husband is very fit Aaron" said Gino. "In fact he's gorgeous and I can't wait to get to know him intimately"

"Well yes he is until he starts chatting all night in his sleep and keeps you awake with the screaming" said Aaron "Just ask Dr. Liam"

"Oh I love a screamer." replied Gino squeezing Macks hand. "You slept with your doctor Mackenzie. Come on I need all the details" said Gino.

"No he was just making sure I was ok" said Mack wishing Aaron would just go away.

"This village is very friendly" said Gino "I think I'll fit in nicely"

"There you are" said Ella who had just come in "Sorry I'm late"

"We've already eaten" said Mack.

"That's OK I've just had some cake that Wendy made" said Ella "I'm sure she's laced it with arsenic"

Ella went up to the bar to order a drink.

"Do you know who that wanker is sitting with Mack?" Aaron asked Ella.

"Gino? Oh yes the three of us go way back he used to work on our market stall" Ella replied.

"Looks like he's still wearing the tat you used to sell" Aaron said referring to the sequined shirt Gino was wearing.

"He's an alternative dresser" said Ella.

"What's that supposed to mean?" said Aaron getting angrier by the minute.

"It means that he has the hots for Mackenzie" said Ella "He's fancied the pants off Mack for years when he was working for us so just watch that little green monster sitting on your shoulder"

"Well he can have him" said Aaron storming into the kitchen and kicking the work station sending all the pans flying across the kitchen.

"Just steady on Aaron you're supposed to be working here to take the pressure off your mum not wreck the kitchen" said Marlon "You'll have to wash all them now"

"Wash them yourself. I'm going home" said Aaron storming off and giving Mack and Gino the middle finger sign as he left.

"That's worked a treat" said Ella "Aaron's crazy with jealousy"

"Thanks for going along with it Gino" said Mackenzie.

"That's OK I owe you one as I really need that job in your bar" said Gino "And I get to snog you which is a bonus. So maybe we can do more than just snog Mackenzie and make Aaron really jealous"

"If I wasn't crazy about Aaron then maybe but we'll stick with the original plan for now" said Mack.

"For now" smiled Gino. "So there is still a chance I can get to hear you scream"

"Nice try Gino but Mack has a serious crush on Aaron" Ella laughed.

"It's more than a crush" said Mack "He's my life and I am heartbroken that I want him back even though he's treated me like shit"

"If you insist" said Ella giving Mack a peck on the cheek.

"Sounds good to me" said Gino "Maybe I'm in with a chance after all"

24.4.24.

#mackenzie boyd #ella forster #aaron dingle #mary goskirk #marlon dingle #gail loman #bear wolf

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

339 of 2023

What's today's date?

17/07/2023.

Where is your current location?

In Belgium.

Who are you with?

My husband.

What are you listening to?

Fashion After All by Poppy.

How old will you be in 8 months?

Still 33.

What time did you wake up today?

Almost 8:00.

Is it past 4pm?

It is. It’s almost 21:00.

If you look to your right, what do you see?

The window and one of my cats on it.

What was the last movie you watched?

I don’t watch movies.

And who did you watch it with?

Can’t you just put it on one question?

Name three things besides your clothes that you are wearing:

All my facial piercings, my wedding ring, and three ear piercings.

What was the last website you visited?

Tumblr lol. I’m typing here.

How many people do you know named Angela?

Zero.

Is your hair longer than your shoulders?

No, it’s short.

How many years until you are 25?

-8 lol. I’m 33 already.

When was the last time someone gave you flowers?

My birthday, got some tulips from my husband.

Has anyone ever written you a song?

Yup, my first ex, Jay. Long story and I don’t even want to remember it.

Do you watch 'The Office'?

No, I don’t.

'Gossip Girl'?

Yup, my guilty pleasure :P

'Grey's Anatomy'?

No, thanks.

Are you shorter than 5'2"?

I’m 5′11. As far as I know, it’s taller.

What do you consider your best physical feature?

Nothing lol.

How do you like your eggs?

Scrambled or hard boiled.

Name someone you know with a birthday in December:

Eva, my secondary school classmate.

Have you kissed someone in the last week?

Yup, my husband.

What was the last illegal thing you did?

Lol define illegal. I don’t take drugs.

Who did you last go to the movies with?

Stephanie, but it was a few years ago. Did it only for keeping her companion XD

How many different people have called you today?

None.

Does your birthday come before or after St.Patrick's Day?

After, I guess?

What color was the last vehicle you were in?

Black.

Can you whistle?

No, I can’t.

How many computers are there in the place you live?

Five, if you don’t count all the tablets, smartphones and gaming consoles.

How many times have you moved?

At least five.

Do you have any family members in the military right now?

No, but Nielsje is a soldier and he’s still like family to me.

What is your dad's name?

Stefaan.

What was your mom's maiden name?

Do you really think I’m gonna share last names over the internet?

What are your siblings middle names?

Monique.

Are you currently wearing anything yellow?

No, I’m not.

Do you ever wish on shooting stars?

No, because it’s been ages since I last saw any.

Do you know anyone who lives in Alabama?

Not in person.

Is there a ceiling fan in the room you're in?

No, we don’t have such things in our house.

When did you last cry?

In April, when I heard the doctor’s decision regarding my work. Then I really lost it, for the first time in ages. I think I had a nervous breakdown.

Why?

I just said. Gosh how I hate such split questions lol.

What will you be doing 5 hours from now?

Snoring in bed.

Have you ever used someone to make someone else jealous?

No, pff. It’s stupid.

Have you ever been used by someone else?

Sure. I was young and naive then.

Is it raining right now?

Finally it’s not.

What season is it?

Summer.

What would you name be if you took on your #4's last name?

What is this question about?

Does your name begin with a B, L, or S?

None of these.

How many presidents have served in your lifetime?

I don’t know, I live in a kingdom.

Do you know your #1's middle name?

Seriously, WTF is the deal with all these numbers?

When was the last time you slept in a bed with someone else?

Last night.

Do you have any indoor pets?

Yup, two cats.

What color is the floor of the room you're in?

White.

What did you do the last time you hung out with your #2?

Gonna skip this question, really.

Is there anyone you wish you could talk to right at this very moment?

Yeah, Nielsje. We only text each other for now.

What is something you are addicted to?

Music.

What is something you tend to collect?

Pens, notebooks, keyrings, fridge magnets, postcards.

Is your #3 over 16?

What the f.

What is your favorite kind of restaurant?

Chinese wok.

Has anyone recently broken a promise they made to you?

Not recently.

Do you have any big weekend plans?

Yeah, shopping for last time and then going for vacation.

Three deceased people you wish you could have a conversation with:

Nikola Tesla, Marie Curie, countess Ada Lovelace.

Do you expect any of your friends to repost this?

I don’t care, steal if you want.

#survey #q&a survey #random survey

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What was the last thing you spent more than $20 on? Drinks at the comedy club we went to last night to see Michael Longfellow.

Give us a lyric from a song you’ve recently listend to: “If you find it hard to swallow, I can loosen up your collar, ‘cause as long as you’re still breathing, don’t you even think of leaving.”

Do you wear actual designated ‘pajamas’ to bed? I have a couple shirts designated as “pj” shirts, but I generally wear a shirt and undies to bed. I have a couple pairs of shorts and pj pants that I’ll wear if I am staying somewhere or someone is staying with us. 

When was the last time you were tempted to do something you’d later regret? I don’t regret things, so.

Have you ever had feelings for someone who was seeing someone else? Hasn’t everyone at one point or another?

Have you ever had feelings for your best friend’s significant other? Not at the time they were dating them, but I did briefly date a friend’s ex, lol oops.

What color is your hairbrush? Black and pink.

How many times did you ride in a car today? Just once so far on my way to work.

Who was the last non-relative to call you? A coworker.

Are you comfortable in your own skin? Sometimes yes sometimes no.

What are your plans for tomorrow? Work, gym, maybe start cleaning up my dad’s house for when I stay there with my friends in August.

Are you in a good mood right now? I’m okay. I’m still on a bit of a high from seeing/meeting Michael Longfellow last night. 

When was the last time you had an ice cream cone? It’s been a bit. I’ve been wanting ice cream so bad lately but every time I have the chance to, there’s some other sweet in the house already or I just forget to buy it. I’ve been really wanting to go to a legit ice cream parlor and pick out a cool flavor in a waffle cone. 

Did you eat breakfast this morning? Yeah, I had two muffin bars and a banana.

Have you ever been in a cemetery at midnight? No.

Do you live on your own? If not, who do you live with? No, I live with my husband and our kitties.

How old are your siblings, if you have any? 43.

Can you tie a cherry stem in a knot with your tongue? I can actually.

Have you ever used your cell phone as a lightsource in the dark? Yeah, many times.

Is your birthday in less than 6 months? Yep, my birthday is in 3 months.

How old will you be in 3 years? I’ll be 36.

Do you remember who you were dating in August 2007? Uhhh. Pretty sure it was no one. I may have been in a dumb online relationship but it was so insignificant I can’t even tell you with who hahaha.

Why did you cry the last time you did? I read a story about a kitty who got hurt.

Where are your parents right now? My dad is at home and my mom has passed.

Would you rather be able to fly or breathe under water? Fly.

Have you ever had a crush on a sibling’s friend? Nah.

Do you know where your calcaneus bone is located? I don’t remember.

Have you donated blood in the last 2 years? I’ve never donated blood.

What was the last free t-shirt you received from? Uhhh. I have no idea.

Have you kissed your 10th contact in your phone? I’m not checking, but I can bet I haven’t.

When did you go to bed last night? I think it was a little after 11PM.

Is there anything you are looking forward to at the moment? Yes, SUMMER.

Who was the last person to piss you off? My brother in law.

Are you a Scorpio? Nope. Are you an Atheist? I am nothing.

Are you Asian? No.

Are you blonde? Kinda? I was when I was a kid but it’s darker now.

Are you taller than 6'0"? Haaaa, no. I’m like 5′2.

Are you fluent in another language? No, I wish I were fluent in Spanish.

Are you in the military? No way.

Are you female? I am.

Are you single? Nope.

Are you a parent? Never.

Are you an artist? Sure.

Are you a musician? No.

Are you an athlete? Nope.

Do you like winter? I love holidays.

Who did you spend last New Year’s with? My husband.

Did you do anything special for St.Patrick’s Day? No. I think I wore green but that was it.

Did you have a Valentine last time Valentine’s Day came around? Yes.

What is your relationship with the last person to comment you? Comment me where?

Who was the last person to sit on your bed? My husband.

Do you have a favorite flower? Gardenias.

What is the best gift someone can give you? Something small that they said reminded them of me.

Was your last kiss a mistake? No.

Would you rather be stuck on a desert island with your ex or a python? I’d good.

Do you kiss on the first date? If it feels right.

Would you rather visit Norway or BrazilI? I guess Brazil.

Name three objects within your reach? My lunch, my phone, my water cup.

What jewelry are you wearing? I have earrings and a nose ring on.  

Would you get a shamrock tattooed to your forehead for $5000? Uh, absolutely not.

What do you smell right now? My lunch.

Are you very flexible? Kinda.

Where was your display pic taken? My display pic is a drawing from a template I did way back in 2020.

Do you like Chinese food? Some dishes, yes.

Where was the last place you went that was more than an hour away? Why were you going there? My mother in laws, to visit on mother’s day.

If your best friend asked you to marry them what would you say? I am married to my best friend.

Are you under the influence of anything at the moment? No.

Would you consider yourself open-minded? Yes.

Who was the last person to tell you you looked nice? My husband.

Have you ever been to a nude beach? No.

What time is it? 12PM.

What are you going to go do now? Finish my lunch and get back to work.

#surveys