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ist4rgirlo · 10 months

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─── 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 - 𝐜.𝐟 : 𝐈𝐕

Summary: Being Belly & Steven’s older sibling has it’s pros and cons. protecting them and taking care of them is a must, but do you really have to put their feelings first instead of your own?

Prev ; Next || Conrad Fisher x fem!reader || My blog

Warnings: fighting, angst, yelling, accusations, swearing, crying, panic attack. JUST MOSTLY ANGST (lmk if i missed anything!)

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It was the morning after the movie night. I woke up and realized that I wasn’t in my own bedroom, I was in Conrads. He might’ve carried me up here instead of my room. I tried to wake myself up so that I can get out of this room immediately.

I got out of the covers looking at the clock — it was already 11 in the morning so I went on and immediately walked to the door but as I open it I saw Belly — she was outside of Conrad’s room waiting — probably didn’t know that he was gone. She was surprised — shocked, betrayed seeing me there.

She looked at me, her brows furrowed. She chuckled sarcastically and scoffed, “Wow Y/N. Goodmorning to you, too.” she said, turning her back on me — running towards the stairs.

I panicked, she must’ve thought wrong “It’s not what it looks like Bells!” I yelled at her, trying to catch up to her. I messed up. I shouldn’t have let myself sleep on Conrad.

“Yeah?! that’s what they always say! You came out of Conrad’s room, Y/N!” Belly turned to me, she was at the end of the stairs — I saw Steven come in the view “Why were you in Conrad’s room? and where the fuck is Conrad?” Steven asked, looking at me — confused too.

I understand that she’s hurt, she probably felt betrayed. “I was in Conrad’s room but nothing happened! It’s not like that, will you just let me explain?!” I told Belly — walking down the stairs — we were in the living room now. She probably thought that I was a traitor. “You guys, why are you yelling? what is happening?” Mom asked, Susannah right behind her — her face filled with worry.

“I saw Y/N come out of Conrad’s room” Belly said looking down at her feet, crossing her arms. Jeremiah came into the view — walking towards me, standing by my side. “What do you mean you came out of his room? why were you there Y/N?” Mom looked at me, her brows furrowed.

“I woke up then I was just there, he might’ve carried me last night or something. I swear nothing else happened, Mom.” I told them, my face was still filled with worry. “Bullshit!” Belly yelled at me — she walked towards me and looked at me in the eyes.

“Belly, don’t scream at your sister like that!” Mom said, walking towards Belly — pulling her away from me before anything bad happens. I felt Susannah come up behind me — she held my hand guiding me away from Belly. “You know you could’ve just told me that you like Conrad. I can’t believe you Y/N, after me and Conrad kissed this is what you’re going to do? You know how much I like him!” Belly yelled again — still caught up on her emotions.

Steven was surprised, even Jeremiah “You and Conrad kissed? Since when?” Steven asked Belly, Belly looked at him — probably shocked about what she said, she didn’t mean to just blurt it all out. Her emotions took over her.

“On our date, we went to the beach after and that’s when we kissed” Belly looked at all of us, “So are you guys together?” Mom asked, smiling. It’s crazy how the mood just changed like that — like she wasn’t about to kill me earlier.

Belly smiled — trying to contain her giggle. “I guess so? Yeah?” Mom hugged her and said that it was great, Steven also smiled at her. “That’s good news, Bells. Just to clear everything, I don’t like Conrad. He’s all yours.” I told Belly, smiling at her gently. Not wanting to ruin this precious moment that they are having — I turned my back to them and walked towards the kitchen.

I acted like nothing happened — I sat down to eat my breakfast, I heard Susannah ask me “Hey, are you okay?” She said, she went beside me and rubbed my back. “Yeah, I’m happy for Belly. I’m glad that her and Conrad are together. I’m okay, Susannah.” I looked at her with a smile. She looked at me, her eyes filled with worry. “Are you happy because you’re happy or are you happy because your siblings are happy?”

I ask myself the same thing — am I truly happy because I am happy or am I just putting up a front for my siblings, for my mom. I really don’t know.

I looked at Susannah, I started to tear up. “I don’t know, Susannah. I don’t know If I am happy at all, whatever i’m doing is hurting me.” Susannah looked me, she put her hand on my cheek — caressing it. “Oh my special girl. Come here” she pulled me closer and hugged me.

“Thank you for always being here for me Susannah”

“Ofcourse, you’re my special girl” She smiled, her eyes gleamed.

“Promise me you won’t ever leave me” I looked up to her, smiling.

There was silence, it wasn’t an easy question to answer but still she said, “I’ll be by your side, forever. I promise” Susannah hugged me tighter.

I know that the future might do otherwise, thats what the fate is. Right now, I just want to enjoy and cherish my moments with Susannah. Cherish the moment of me being her special girl.

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I was in the living room with Steven, we were playing a game that he pushed me to play because Conrad and Jeremiah wasn’t here so he made me play it with him.

“NOT THERE! there there there, NOOOO GO RIGHT, okay now go left” Steven yelled at me, determined to win. “OH MY FUCKING GOD, SHUT UP STEVEN! you’re stressing me out” I yelled back at him.

After awhile, we had a few rounds and there and then we tied. While Steven was in the kitchen getting some snacks for the both of us — I saw Laurel walking towards me, sitting beside me.

“So, what was that earlier?” Laurel asked — not looking at me, just looking at the screen. “What was what?” I asked, confused.

Laurel looked at me then turned to me. “That thing with Conrad, why were you in his room?”, I looked at her with my brow furrowed, “Mom I was just sleeping there. Remember last night? we were watching a movie? He probably went and carried me up to his room. That’s all, nothing else.” I explained to her.

“You know that him and Belly got something on right? they’re together now.”

“I know that, Mom”

“Then why did you sleep in his room? did something happen to you guys? you know you can tell me everythi-.”

“Mom! I just told you, nothing happened. I thought this conversation was over!” I groaned — she didn’t believe me, it’s like she wasn’t even listening to what I just said. Why was she acussing me of something I didn’t do? she knows that I can’t do this to Belly, I would never.

Mom turned herself away from me, leaning on the couch, “I don’t know why you’re acting so selfish right now. You know how much Belly likes Conrad. So please, don’t take this away from her” she said, crossing her arms.

My brows furrowed, shocked from what she just said, “Selfish? what do you mean selfish? how am I selfish when all I did was sleep in Conrad’s room? that wasn’t even my choice Mom! and I am not taking anything from her! She can have Conrad as much as she wants, I don’t fucking care!”

I yelled at her, frustrated. I didn’t even notice that I was already crying — I would never take anything away from my siblings, I care for them too much to do that.

“Don’t yell at me like that, Y/N. I am still your mother! I’m only saying this because I am worried about you and your sister. I don’t want you guys to fight about this! ” My mom yelled — hurt about how I answered her.

I scoffed, sure she was worried “Well I am sorry mom but… y-you’re hurting me right now. I can’t believe that you just called me selfish, after everything I’ve done? I-I’m sorry, this is too much for me.” I told her, I stood up from the couch then walked towards the door, as I was walking I saw Steven standing there in the kitchen looking at me, I looked back.

As he was about to walk towards me, I shook my head no then continued to walk out of the door. “God mom, you didn’t have to be so harsh to her. She’s going throught a lot of things too you know. She didn’t do anything wrong, you know yourself that she can’t do that to Belly.” Steven said.

“Steven stay out of this.”

“Well I’m sorry but they’re my sisters too, I care about them so I wont stay out of this.” Steven told my mom — mom just looked at him then stood up from the couch and then went back upstairs.

As I reached the beach, I felt my heart tighten. I felt my heart beat so fast — I couldn’t breathe, I just couldn’t. It was so hard for me, I was so hurt. I just saw myself sobbing, crying my emotions out.

How am I the selfish one when all I ever did was let Conrad have the choice, I decided to let him go for Belly. So why am I the selfish one? I was the one who got hurt — I was the one to let go of my feelings and prioritize other’s feelings first.

I tried to walk but it was hard, my knees were buckling. It was so hard to breathe, I need a second. I need to breathe.

“Y/N?” someone yelled. “P-please, just… just go.” I said, still struggling to breathe, tripping a little. I felt the person walk towards me

They grabbed my shoulder gently then they turned me — we were face to face now. I could see their eyes, it was a bit blurry but I immediately knew who it was.“You’re okay, you’re safe with me. Follow me yeah?” he instructed. He guided me to sit with him, we were kneeling in front of each other — face to face.

“Breathe in, breathe out. That’s good, there you go” he said as I followed his breathing. We did that for a minute until I calmed down. My heart was beating at a normal pace, I’m okay now.

He rubbed my back and pulled me closer. He sat down so that I can lean on him. I was now sitting between his legs — my back against his chest. “There you go, you’re okay. I’m here, you’re fine. No one’s gonna hurt you” he said, rubbing my shoulders. I felt myself fall asleep from exhaustion.

I felt safe, I felt secure. Today was exhausting, never expected that my day would end like this. I am just thankful that he’s there for me, because I wouldn’t know what to do if it wasn’t for him.

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tateslilb · 2 years

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˚ ₊ ‧ ༉ ✧TAKEN BY THE WIND ✧ ༉ ‧ ₊ ˚

Post death-Kyle spencer x fem!reader

(Kyle takes a liking to the sweet witch who moves in to the academy)

(Warnings: unedited, fluff, sad emotions idk)

(Words: 1444)

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“Why do I have to go.” I ask my sister, my eyes stinging from the nerves.

“You need help controlling your power. You can’t keep risking your life for others at every inconvenience.” Misty says as we walk through the gates of the academy.

“That’s literally what I do. I’m a people pleaser. I can’t do anything for myself, greed has no power over me.” I smile softly. It’s a blessing and a curse, having so much power and yet so little control over how I use it. I can’t do anything out of a selfish act. But I still end up hurt at the end of the day.

“Which is why miss Cordelia is going to help you. Ok?” She smiles adjusting my shawl and knocking on the door. I nod in response and the door opens.

“Hello, you must be y/n, I’m Cordelia, misty has told us lots about you.” The blonde haired woman smiles as she reaches her hand out to shake.

“It’s very nice to meet you miss.” I say shyly.

“Now, now no need to be shy, why don’t you come inside, the other girls are so excited to meet you. It’s been a little chaotic around here these past few days and your sure to bring some happiness to the lot of them.” She says and escorts me into the huge White House they call a school.

“Girls I want you to meet y/n the newest addition to the academy.” Miss Cordelia says as we walk up on a group of 4 girls at a long table.

“Hi, I’m Zoe.” One of the girls with light brown hair says with a slight smile in her eyes and I return the favor as the others get out of there seats to say hello.

“Maddison Montgomery.” A slim girl with blonde hair says intimidatingly sticking out her hand for me to shake.

“H- hello.” I say quietly return the gesture.

Nan and Queenie introduce them selfs next causing me to smile. I can sense the vibrant energy off of the two of them and I smile feeling the same from Zoe as she gets closer, finally leaving her seat at the table.

“Girls why don’t you show her to her room and help with her bags as I talk with misty.” Cordelia insists and I’m taken up the stairs by the girls.

“So here is the room you’ll be staying in, we’ve been putting Kyle in there but he can sleep on are floor or something.” Says Madison to Zoe and I, causing my brows to furrow.

“I don’t want to remove anyone from there rooms, I’m fine with bunking, me and misty shared a room at her home for years.” I smile confused at the girls nervous looks towards the thought of me bunking with the Kyle the brought up.

“Are you sure it’s not like Kyle has any choice in the matter, he can’t even say no.” Madison laughs and Zoe lightly smacks her hand in annoyance.

“I’ll be fine.” I say trying to lighten the mood and they open the door. As I get a view of the room I see a blonde boy on seated on the bed with headphones covering his ears and he hums quietly along.

Madison marches up to the boy and forcefully pulls the headphones of his head causing him to flinch a bit.

“Kyle this is Y/n Day she’s going to be sleeping in the bed over there.” She says pointing to the other bed in the room.

“You have a roommate Kyle isn’t that fun.” Zoe says with much more kindness in her voice but I can still sense the panic in the boys dark eyes.

Zoe waves me over to them and a slowly make my way over to them and Zoe delicately has me sit next to him on the bed to introduce myself, but instead of using words first I softly place my hand over one of his and help him calm down with a tap of my finger to his palm. He looks up at me surprised and I smile.

“Hello Kyle, I’m y/n.” I say and his eyes light up.

“Y/n?” He says raising a hand to my hair with a bright smile and I lightly laugh at the gesture.

“Kyle can speak, but it’s hard for him after what he’s been through.” Zoe explains and I look up at her not being able to shake the familiarity I get from the boy. Madison walks up to Zoe after being gone from the room for a moment and tells her something.

“Kyle we’ll be right back ok, miss Delia wants y/n down stairs.” Zoe says and Kyle nods. I get up and wave good bye seeing the sweet smile he has as he watches me leave.

“He seems familiar to me, is that weird?” I ask as we enter the main hall downstairs.

“Not at all actually, I see you’ve met Kyle again.” Cordelia says and I look to my sister confused.

“Again?” I ask.

“He was the boy with the scars from a month or two ago. Remember. That’s how I knew to bring you here. When Zoe explained where she was staying, when she brought Kyle, l told her about you.” She explains and I think back to that day I came home to find a random boy covered in mud on my bed.

“Wow no wonder I didn’t recognize him sooner, he’s made so much progress.” I said my eyes lighting up and misty looks pleased knowing she had done good work on healing the boy.

“Well now that we have all that explain why don’t we eat before misty has to go.” Cordelia says and I feel that pit of nerves in my stomach again. I haven’t been away from my sister in a while. Being 19 years old and unstable with my emotions, I was not gonna do so well with her away from me I feared.

When she left later that night I couldn’t control my outburst of emotion so I quietly walked up to my shared room and sat on the bed codling my shawl she made me. Silent tears dripping on it in a rapid stream. Kyle was to distracted by his music and headphones for him to even notice my distraught state.

Or so I thought.

I feel a dip in the bed next to me and look over to see Kyle reaching a hand up to my cheek.

“Why cry?” He asks quietly.

“My sister has just left me here, I miss her very much Kyle.” I say smiling through the tears as he attempts to wipe them away. He takes my hand and places a finger to my palm and I notice him trying to replicate my calming spell from earlier. I smile at the boys gentleness and hold his hand in mine stopping his failed attempt to calm me down. He looks up at me and takes my finger placing it on my own palm. His eyes looking desperate.

“I’m sorry Kyle I can’t do it to myself. I can only help others.” I smile and he frowns.

“It’s ok. I’m ok.” I reassure him but he still looks sad. His eyes suddenly brighten and he gets up heading to his own bed only to rush back with his headphones and tablet in hand. I look at him confused till he places the headphones softly over my ears and points to the tablet. I think I have an idea of what he means so I look up my sister and I’s favorite song. Rihannon by Fleetwood Mac. I smile at the thought of us spinning around the room listening to the entrancing voice of the white witch. I look to Kyle who now has a big smile on his face noticing my tears have stopped.

I remove the headphones from my ears and he looks confused till I remove them from the tablet as well letting the soft music play through the speaker. I grab his hand and I lay down looking up at the ceiling closing my eyes content with the sound.

I feel an arm slightly resting on mine and peek over to see Kyle laying beside me mimicking my closed eyes and calm demeanor. I smile to myself and hum along to the music as I drift away to sleep as the boy with the beautiful soul lays next to me feeing the same calmness he hasn’t felt in a while.

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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marchsfreakshow · 10 months

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Stubbornness {Kyle Spencer x Reader}

You're just trying to help Kyle, he wants to prove he's not so helpless. Zoe is more help than you are though.

Kinda angsty and short :p

Your Perspective

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"No! No No!" Kyle had shouted over and over. It scared me slightly. I didn't know what was happening. He was about to throw his iPad down before Zoe rushed in and grabbed his arms. It immediately calmed him down. He had this look in his eyes once he saw Zoe. It was like the world stopped for her. I hated it. I had a feeling everyone knew since Nan was clairvoyant but denied everything she said.

"Y/N, you okay?" She asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I just smiled and nodded, but Zoe didn't catch on. "I'm sorry, Kyle isn't always like this, you know that."

"no, it's fine. Honestly." An obvious lie, but Zoe just nodded and left. I started to pick up everything that had been broken, mainly some glass before Kyle took my hands. "Hey Kyle, it's alright. I'm s-"

"I'm sorry." He managed to get out. His hands were so soft, and it made me smile holding them. "Not...helpless." I nodded slowly letting him talk, but I sat us on the bed so it was more comfy.

"I'm sorry if I made you upset Kyle." I just said, staring at our hands. There was a soft tension, unlike the regular tension there usually is around the house. This house of witches. It feels wrong for me to be here sometimes. But Kyle was there, and we helped each other. He was wrong, my type of wrong. It just tugged at my heartstrings when I see him with Zoe.

My fingers traced the light veins of his hands that might not even be his, distracted. Kyle must have seen that I was distracted since he lowered his head to meet my eyes. "Y/N?" He asked, softly, making me look up. "It's..okay. Zoe and you are good."

I just sat there for a second, deciphering what he said before smiling again and hugging him close, feeling safe holding him and making sure no one else hurt him. So why did I still feel jealousy? It pained me to see Kyle and Zoe together every time. The way they looked at each other, and how he smiled at her, how she kept him safe. I wanted that. I wanted to help him, so he could help me. His smile while being around her, made me feel angry, but I pushed it down for my best friend. "Stubborn."

"Huh?"

"You're stubborn."

"Did Madison say that to you?" I chuckled. We had somehow moved into a cuddling position, but he didn't seem uncomfortable with it at all he looked as if Madison tried to cuddle him. But he shook his head, looking down at me. His eyes had that same shine. It felt wrong. To want to let him kiss me, but it just seemed like he also wanted to kiss me.

That's why he called me stubborn. Because I wanted him so bad, but I denied it for months and months because he is so happy with Zoe, and Zoe is the best version of herself around him. The quiet tension still hung in the air, and nothing felt right. Our eyes danced around, and Kyle moved his hand from my waist to my chin. Was he going to give in? I didn't want him to, I'd lose my best friend at crush at the same time.

"Love,,y-you."

"I know you do Kyle, I love you too."

Kyle shook his head again. Oh. He meant it like that. I let out an awkward giggle as I just moved my head down to his chest and leaned on him. Instead of pushing it, he placed a kiss on my head, rubbing my back gently as he did so.

#ahs #evan peters #american horror story #ahs coven #coven #american horror story Coven #franken kyle #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x you #x reader #slight angst #evan peters x reader #Franken Kyle x reader #kyle spencer x reader #i love kyle so much #angst #shorts #jealousy

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iwashie · 1 year

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BLUE LOCK FACULTY AS BREAKUP SONGS pt5

📌 lavinho, loki julian, chris prince, noel noa, marc snuffy, ego jinpachi, anri teieri

︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶ warnings- breakup songs that I think suits the Blue Lock people. (pt1 here, pt2 here, pt3 here, pt4 here. open requests!)

✦LAVINHO- BOY'S A LIAR PT2/ PINKPANTHERESS & ICE SPICE

Take a look inside your heart, is there any room for me? I won't have to hold my breath 'til you get down on one knee Because you only want to hold me when I'm looking good enough Did you ever feel me? Would you ever picture us? What's the point of crying? It was never even love Did you ever want me? Was I ever good enough? The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy....

✧LOKI JULIAN- IF I COULD FLY/ 1D

If I could fly I'd be coming right back home to you I think I might Give up everything, just ask me to Pay attention, I hope that you listen 'Cause I let my guard down Right now I'm completly defenceless For your eyes only I'll show you my heart For when you're lonely And forget who you are I'm missing half of me When we're apart Now you know me For your eyes only...

★CHRIS PRINCE- RECKLESS/ MADISON BEER

This chapter's about How you said there was nobody else Then you got up and went to her house You guys always left me out I still have the letter you wrote When you told me that I was the only girl You'd ever want in your life I guess my friends were right Each day goes by and each night, I cry Somebody saw you with her last night You gave me your word, "Don't worry 'bout her" You might love her now, but you loved me first Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are Oh, you swore on every star How could you be so reckless with my heart? You check in and out Of my heart like a hotel And she must be perfect, oh well I hope you both go to hell...

《NOEL NOA- I LOVE YOU SO/ THE WALTERS

I'm gonna pack my things and leave you behind This feeling's old and I know that I've made up my mind I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul 'Cause you were cruel and I'm a fool So, please let me go But I love you so (please let me go) I love you so (please let me go)

❱MARC SNUFFY- DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS/ TAYLOR SWIFT

'Cause saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts Flashbacks waking me up I get drunk, but it's not enough 'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up Chandelier still flickering here 'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not It's death by a thousand cuts....

✩EGO JINPACHI- WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE TOGETHER/ SOMBERBLOOM

I was too stubborn And i made excuses Thought I could keep you If I didn't admit that We were never meant to be together This was never gonna be a fairytale Even though I know that this is over I can't figure out why it still hurts like hell Ah We were never meant to be together....

✿ANRI TEIERI- I SUNK IN ALL THE MEMORIES/ VANCOUVER SLEEP CLINIC

I sunk in all the memories You've woven around my deepest dreams Your voice a haunting melody And I hear it calling out to me tonight And I'm falling through the sky To the angel's song Diving deep into the night Because love You're still the only one Who makes my heart burn like the sun And the remedy of your touch Would leave the deepest cut And love It couldn't be unsung No matter where I run The avalanche will come It comes, I let it come....

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I'm thinking of doing a version with love songs with some of the boys, if you want to leave the opinion I appreciate!:)

#bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #blue lock x reader #blue lock chris prince #blue lock noel noa #blue lock lavinho #lavinho #blue lock marc snuffy #marc snuffy #blue lock loki julian #loki julian #blue lock ego #blue lock anri #ego jinpachi #anri teieri

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spnexploration · 1 year

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Pack chapter 14

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Madison

Series summary: Omega!Reader is thrown into a world she's not expecting when her mate turns out to be a hunter, and she's not used to Alpha & Omega Pack dynamics.

Chapter summary: Dean and you head to the doctor

Chapter warnings: none

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: Get ready for my take on A/B/O medical mambo jambo! 😆

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Part 13 <- -> Part 15

Dean bundled me into the car, keeping himself between me and Sam at all times. Sam had bared his throat at Dean again when we’d entered the garage, although he hadn’t gone on his knees. I wondered if he was just trying to placate Dean, or if he really was worried and needed to show his submission.

I hadn’t seen Madison anywhere. I wondered if she was hiding.

We pulled up at the doctor’s clinic. “Are you going to be ok to go into the waiting room?” Sam asked quietly.

Dean growled. I couldn’t tell if it was a yes, no, or just frustration.

“I could go in and tell them you’re here, and you could wait in the car.”

Dean sighed before finally agreeing. Sam jumped out and headed inside.

“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I whispered once I was alone. I looked at my hands, not brave enough to make eye contact.

“Please don’t think I’m angry at you, sweetheart. It’s just very hard to control my Alpha in full rut, especially so strong a rut as when I’ve first found my mate. It takes a lot of effort, and it makes me feel extremely protective of you. Sam gets that.”

I nodded, not really feeling like there was anything else to do. I waited for Sam, dreading the doctor telling us that I was broken.

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Dean led me into the doctor’s room, after Sam had come to fetch us from the car. My nose instantly told me that the doctor was an Alpha, and I worried how this would go with Dean.

“Mr Winchester, Ms Y/L/N, please take a seat,” she said mildly.

“Mine,” Dean growled, holding me behind him.

“Yes, Mr Winchester,” she placated him. “Believe me, I have my own Omega at home.”

He seemed satisfied, although it was interesting to me that unlike Sam, she hadn’t submitted to him, she just hadn’t risen to the challenge. I supposed she wasn’t in his Pack, and he did know that she was a professional. His Alpha probably just wanted to make his claim clear.

We took our seats.

“So, what brings you into my office?”

I let Dean do the talking. I brought my knees to my chest as he described that we were mates but he had gone into rut and I hadn’t gone into heat.

“How long ago did you meet? Have you been together or separated during that time?”

“Few weeks,” Dean responded, “but I was unfortunately shot in the shoulder in a mugging and so was in hospital a few times. The first time they let my Omega stay with me but when we came back to Lebanon, I developed an infection and was in hospital for two nights without her.”

“Was your scent affected?”

“I believe so, yes. Multiple members of my Pack remarked upon it.”

She looked over at me, looking me up and down. I withdrew further into myself.

“I’m going to need to speak to Ms Y/L/N alone.”

Dean gritted his teeth, but didn’t argue. He nodded his head once and walked out, hands in fists.

Once the door was closed behind him, the doctor turned to me and smiled. “You know, anything you tell me in here is just between us, ok? I’m not going to tell your Alpha anything you say.” I nodded, unsure why she was telling me this. Perhaps it was just protocol when talking to Omegas. “I need to ask you some questions and I need you to be as honest as you can, ok? I can’t help you if I don’t know all of the facts.” I nodded again, wondering where this was going. Dean had just told her all of the details.

“Has your Alpha ever hurt you?” she asked.

Oh. She thought I was being abused. I must look like a beaten Omega, sitting here hiding behind my legs. I cringed internally, berating myself for making Dean look bad.

“No, no, of course not. He’s very kind.”

“How about other members of his Pack?”

“There’s just his brother and his mate, and they’re both lovely.”

“Is his brother the Alpha who was in the waiting room earlier?”

“Yes, Sam.”

“So neither Dean nor Sam has ever hurt you? Has ever threatened you? Remember, I won’t tell them anything you say.”

“No, I’m not being abused. I’m just upset about not going into heat,” my voice started to break as tears fell down my face, “that my body is broken, and we can’t mate properly.”

She offered me a box of tissues and I took one. “It’s going to be ok, we can fix this,” she said reassuringly. “Ok, tell me about when Dean was in hospital and since then. Tell me about how you experienced it.”

“Umm, well, he was with Sam when he was shot, and Sam took him to hospital. And then he picked up me and Madison, his Omega. And then Sam and Madison had to go and I stayed in the hospital, and then the next day Sam came back and I hadn’t slept or anything so I had a nap, and then Dean finally woke up. And then that night I stayed in the hospital in Dean’s bed, and then he got to go home. But then he had an infection and I woke up to him really sick and we took him to the clinic but they wouldn’t let me stay, but we saw him during the daytime. Um, and then he came home and he was on antibiotics which made him smell really bad, but then he finished them. That’s it, really.” I wondered if she'd been able to follow my ramblings.

“And how did you feel during all of this?”

“You know, worried! And I didn’t like it when he smelt wrong. But umm, he still felt like my mate and everything.”

She was silent, as if wanting me to go on, but I didn’t have anything else to say. I stayed silent too, until eventually she said, “Ok, that’s fine. Thank you for telling me. I’m going to talk to Dean now and I’d like to speak to Sam too. Can you go to the door and get Dean?”

I got up and opened the door, finding Dean pacing the corridor outside. “The doctor wants to talk to you,” I said quietly, heading out into the corridor.

Dean gritted his teeth and the red of his eyes flashed brighter. “You are not standing out here, alone.” I looked at him helplessly, what did he want me to do? He seemed to decide something, pulling out his phone. “I’ll be right with you,” he said to the doctor.

“It’s ok, I understand,” she replied. A few moments later, Sam appeared, jogging towards us with his phone in his hand.

“Stay here with Sam,” Dean said to me, then closed the door behind him as he walked into the doctor’s office.

“How did it go?” Sam asked me gently. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, she asked some questions about what happened with Dean’s shoulder, how he smelt and stuff. I don’t know why.” He nodded. “Are you and Dean ok?” I asked tentatively.

He chuckled, “We’re fine. I just know how hard it is for him to control his Alpha in an unfulfilled rut, especially around his unmarked mate, so anything I can do to make that easier I’m trying to do. It’s very hard for him to tolerate another Alpha near you right now, so I’m showing him that he’s my Alpha too, that I’m not challenging him for you. He knows that, of course, but it helps if he doesn’t have to reassure his Alpha about it. If he can just see me submitting.”

Dean came out shortly after and Sam went in to talk to the doctor. Dean and I stood awkwardly in the corridor. I wished we could go back to yesterday, when I didn’t feel so paranoid and guilty around him. When I knew how to act around him, how to expect him to act in return.

Finally, the doctor called us all in.

“Ok, I think I know what’s going on here,” she said. “And it’s no one’s fault, no one’s body is broken, and this is recoverable.”

“Y/N,” she said, turning her body to me, “Sam told me about you going into shock after Dean got his infection. He said that you were in a lot of pain that night when you were separated from Dean, is that right?” I nodded. “He also said he thinks you might still be in some pain and you haven’t told anyone, is that also right?”

I bit my lip. “Umm, it’s just a little bit,” I mumbled. I saw Dean’s hands clench around the arms of the chair.

“Is it ok if I ask you some questions about that? Or would you prefer I send the Alphas out of the room first?”

“It’s ok,” I mumbled.

“Where does it hurt?” I pointed to my chest, and indicated the area it would spread around into. Dean’s nostrils flared and I wondered if he might break a tooth soon, he was clenching his jaw so hard. “Does it always hurt the same amount?” she continued.

“Umm, no. It’s better when I’m when with Dean and when I’m with Sam.”

“Is it the same between those two?”

“No, it’s better with Dean.” Dean seemed to relax the tiniest fraction.

“Ok, thank you for telling me.” I watched as Dean slowly unwound, now that we weren’t talking about me being in pain anymore.

She paused and then looked at the three of us, “Our bodies are pretty remarkable things, but sometimes they can also gets things not quite right. Y/N, I think that night your body probably produced too much of a hormone called Omeganine. This is the hormone that, in low doses, is needed for bonding to occur, and that gets released whenever you cuddle, scent, kiss etc your mate. However, it can also be produced in extremely high doses when there is a traumatic event that affects the bond. This kicks your body over into a different way of operating.”

I pulled my knees to my chest again. It was my fault, my body was broken.

“From an evolutionary standpoint,” the doctor continued, “this ability to kick into a different gear is actually pretty useful, because it normally only happens to Omegas whose Alphas have died. In your case, of course, Dean was still living and breathing, but your body wasn’t able to get the feedback about that, such as by scenting him, during the window when it was looking for him. You were separated from him, and he didn’t smell right when you did see him.”

I nodded, blinking back tears. My body thought Dean was dead?!

“Now, what happens when your body goes into this other gear is that it starts looking for what you’re going to do next, without a mate. If it can, it tries to find an Alpha who you find comforting and see if you can bond with them. Often, particularly in the past, this might have been another Alpha in the Pack.”

I was starting to dread where this was going, “Did- did- did I bond with Sam?!”

“No, no, it’s ok, just relax,” she said reassuringly. “What I think happened is that your cycle has gotten confused about which Alpha to align with, Sam or Dean. Under normal circumstances, your cycle would never consider any Alpha other than your mate, so it wouldn’t matter how much time you spent with another Alpha. But after the flood of Omeganine, well, it got a bit confused. And then Dean came back before it had settled on Sam, so I think you probably had different hormonal feedback loops operating about both of them, hence the pain reducing around them both. But I want to assure you that you are still mated to Dean, you are still bonded with Dean.”

I sent a panicked look at Dean, who was again gritting his teeth. Sam seemed to have shrunk in on himself.

“It’s ok, everyone, we can recover from this. What I am proposing to do is to give Dean a shot of rut suppressants, which will work for about two weeks. Now that Dean's off the medications, he's available to be with his Omega, and his scent will have returned to normal, we just have to give Y/N’s body the chance to realign with his cycle. In those two weeks you guys just need to act like yourselves, be a bit cuddly, scent each other, be together when sleeping etc. The normal processes have just been a little bit derailed, but we can get them back onboard. Then, when Dean goes back into his rut, Y/N’s body should align and go into heat at the same time. Does that sound ok?”

“Yes,” Dean barked. I don’t think he meant to be forceful, he was just having difficulty controlling his reactions.

I stared at my hands, wrapped around my knees. We just had to be ‘normal’ Alphas and Omegas, but I’m not normal. I’ve never been the right amount of cuddly, the right type of Omega. Probably if I’d been the right type of Omega in the beginning, the bond would have been strong enough to withstand a couple of nights away from Dean. That was nothing, plenty of Omegas and Alphas had to separate for days during their bonding time. Trust me and my body to fuck it up.

“Uh, not to make this about me,” Sam said tentatively, “but do I need to stay away from Y/N? I can move out for a couple of weeks if needed.”

“No, no, I think it will actually be good for Dean and Y/N to still be surrounded by Pack, like they would be normally. Part of Y/N building her bond to Dean is building it to his Pack. But we just want to make sure that Dean has opportunities where Y/N is scenting him over you. You know, when you’re watching TV, it’d be good for Y/N and Dean to sit together. But we don’t have to read too much into this. The fact she has been feeling better with Dean shows me that his is still the stronger bond.”

“I would also like to take a blood test from Y/N, just to be certain that there’s nothing else happening. I think the pain you’re feeling is still the fallout from the Omeganine flood, and that time with your mate will help that system to stabilise, so I wouldn’t worry about it.” I nodded. More things I had to fix by being the right kind of Omega.

“Any questions from anyone?”

We all shook our heads. She went and got the shot for Dean and gave it to him, while I stared into a balding patch of carpet near the wheel of the doctor’s chair.

This was all my fault. I was broken.

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Jiara has done nothing for JJ or Kie's character development. It has actually caused character regression. JJ was a bad friend to Pope last season and he didn't even apologize for the way he handled the whole Kiara situation. Pope deserved better than that. Idc what anyone says their friendship is not the same due to this. It doesn't matter that Pope and Cleo are a couple now. If I was Pope, JJ would be kept at arms length.

As for Kiara, she has a different personality each season so that's why her development is all over the place. The only thing consistent is her loyalty to the Pogues. She deserves a better storyline than just trying to "fix" JJ while he pushes her away until she gets kidnapped. Free my girl from the fans who only see her as their self-insert to ship with the overrated white boys, especially Rafe the Rat!

yeah, JJ didn't feel like himself and more like a bad copy of who he was in the seasons before in like 90% of s3, the only time he was the same as always was ep7-8 when he was with JB.

I don't know if I would say he was a bad friend to Pope, but he was obviously less of a friend to him, and Pope decided to balance it out by spending time with Cleo (which tbh was the one good thing that season) and for selfish reasons I want JJ and Pope to reconcile and go back to being lovesick fools for each other (I'm never gonna let jjpope die. idc about the haters)

the only way I can think of s3 in terms of jiara, is by looking at all of it as sibling vibes (bc that's all they ever had, there was never any romance) and just ignore that kiss that both actors visibly didn't put any work in to make it look like they actually care about the ship.

honest to god, i feel like both Madison and Rudy are probably the biggest jiara haters out there.

concerning Kie, I will always defend her against the writers, bc s1 I actually thought she had such great potential, but then fans wanted her with Pope, so that happened, and then fans wanted her with JJ, and it happened again. wanting a poc woman to be with a white man so hard that you pressure the writers into doing it feels sinister to me. at least she and pope had a tiny bit of chemistry.

but then again, her whole arc is heavily queercoded. and Madison (an actual queer woman) knows this and wants to embrace it, but they won't let her. and I can't even imagine how it must feel to play a character and hope for them to get good character development just for them to fuck you over every new season. s1!Kie was very much a "pick me" girl already, and they could've easily gotten her a great arc and away from this pick me behavior, but instead they leaned into it even more, and then they made her into a bitch who plays with her best friends feelings. her development is literally nonexistent. she stays the same rather shallow girl all the way through.

I watched s1 and hoped to see Kie evolve into a real girls girl, someone who doesn't repeat her dumb hurtful mistakes. but they destroyed it all bc as we have also seen with Sarah, they don't know how to write women.

and I sometimes even question her loyalty to the pogues bc if she was really all in, why would she ask JB to pick her over Sarah. like, I know it makes sense for her as a pick me girl to do that, but i still hate it. and it also seems like most of the time she treats being a pogue like a hobby instead of actual reality and the lives of her best friends. (which is one of the main reasons why her and jj will never work even if they had chemistry)

on Rafe, i do hope they keep Sofia as his gf (even tho RafeBarry is just so much fun) but as much as I hope that they don't pull the "he fixed himself to be with her" I just know that they don't have enough brains to actually know not to do this.

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Moonflowers & Werewolves - Chapter Four💞🐺

Words: 1805

A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter, y'all 💞 this one is something, let me know what you think 🐞

Warnings: Hospital, angst, swearing words(just two) abusive relationship, anything else let me know 💞🐞

Chapter Four🐺💞

"No! Tom No! Please Tom...! I... I'm sorry okay, I won't talk to him again" she whimpers

"Every single time you do this, talking to your male colleagues, would you rather want to be married to them?" He shouts

"I... It was about work I promise Tom" crying now, knowing what comes next.

"Your not even Beautiful Madison, I'm doing you a favor, being your husband" he grins

Before she could reply, his fist met her face, then her ribs hearing the crackling noise, he doesn't stop when she fell to the ground, just kicking her now, shouting about the pathetic, worthless human being she is, by the time he was done, she could hardly see through her black eyes, her delicate face was just a bloodied pulp, as for her she, just layed there, in a curled up ball, struggling to breathe, trying too silent the frantic sobs, not to make Tom even more mad.

Melissa stood next to this vulnerable looking women, listening to the words, that she whisper-screams in her sedated state "No! Tom No! Please Tom!" Noticing the spike on the heart rate monitor, its enough to send shivers down her spine, she's been a nurse for long enough to know how it sounds when a woman is afraid of getting beaten up again. "Whoever Tom was, was definitely abusive" thinking out loud.

Glancing over at the hallway where the other nurses and doctors runs towards the ER doors, wondering what is going on, striding closer, that's when she hears there's been an accident, multi persons getting rushed in, but her heart sunk when see saw Chris Argent her ex, with gunshots, ''wait what'', there's Eli, Malia, Jordan and even Peter, they all look pretty bad, but she's not worried about them knowing, that they can heal themselves, she's worried about Chris, as his just human, even if he thinks his invincible.

Melissa walks closer towards Madison's bed, its been a few days, since that dreadful evening, but Chris is going to be okay, he is resting, in ICU, as for the others there at least fine, all healed up and back at whatever there doing, this hospital, have stopped asking questions, as they all have an idea what's going on, except for this woman.

Derek hasn't really left her side, every now and again, he'll hold her hand, of course he'll say its so that he can take away some of her pain, but she really knows, deep down he must feel a connection with her. ''Hey Derek'' her voice soft

He looks up towards her, ''Hey Melissa, why hasn't she woken up yet?''

''The doctor, wanted to keep her in a sedated state, she had some blood loss, and so he wanted to let her body heal a bit, but the sedation is lifted today'' she assured

He just nods his head, sitting back down in the chair next to the bed side, his eyes widens as he whispers underneath his breath ''how do I tell her, I'm a monster, I'm the reason she got hurt''

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, knowing its Melissa, he doesn't even look up, he hears her motherly voice ''Derek, she'll understand, and you saved her, remember''

Not a peep from him, as he just gently squeezes Melissa's hand, as a way to say thank you.

...

Eli walks through the doors of the hospital, knowing his father, is most probably at Miss's Wells bedside, why his not really sure, but all he knows in this short period of time, he has grown fond of her. ''Hey dad''

''Hello son, how was your day?'' a smile on his lips

''The usual'' he pouts

''What happened son?''

Eli just shakes his head ''nothing just tons of homework''

''Let me see, with what I can help'' he gestures for him too come closer, the two of them sit there busy figuring out math together.

As her eyes starts to open, the sight of the dark - haired man and his son, sitting in front of her, warmed her heart, but wait a minute, where is she exactly? Inspecting the room, realizing she's in a hospital room, then feeling the pain in her upper chest area, what the hell? What happened? Trying to recall what happened, but it's all so blurry, she's pretty sure, Derek got hurt as well? But he looks fine, as she hold her inner dialogue, trying to figure what exactly happened, a woman's sweet voice breaks her thought.

''Welcome back Madison'' Melissa smiled

Derek and Eli's heads swing towards her, ''Hello Miss Wells'' the boy's voice sounds soft and low

''Maddie, how do you feel, are you okay?'' concern in his smoky voice

Her voice brittle ''w.. what happened?''

Derek was surprised to hear she doesn't remember a thing, but he is a little relieved to be honest. Its Melissa, who said she's been in accident, and after awhile Melissa send father and son, out of the room, closing the curtain, she went to sat at the end of the bed. ''My name is Melissa McCall, I was your nurse, honey I'm going to ask you a question okay, I need you to tell me the truth''

Searching the older woman's face, with her beautiful curly hair, hanging on her shoulders, just nodding letting her know she can ask, but she weren't expecting the following.

Assuring, sweet smile tugging at the corners of her mouth ''Sweetie, who's Tom''

Shock and fear on her face ''Is, is he here'' her voice shaky

Shaking her head, ''No honey, its just I heard you talking during your sedation, and the way it sounded'' pausing for a second as she sees the woman, with her delicate face, is being replaced with fear and anger, clearing her throat, ''well it sounded as if he was abusive''

Shocked by what the nurse, just said, she sat right up, the anger and shame creeping up in her chest, ''how could you assume he was abusive, do I look like the kind of woman, who'd put up with that?''

Trying to calm her down, ''Okay, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, please, I was just worried,''

Her eyes spitting fire, ''no need to worry, it's my life, leave me alone now''

''Listen I didn't..'' she couldn't even finish her sentence when the woman said ''I said leave me alone, you don't know me, LEAVE NOW! without a word Melissa stood up and leaves.

Holding her shaky hand in front of her mouth, trying to silence the frantic sobs, escaping her body, her thoughts racing, ''why'd I have to talk in my sleep, no-one knows what he did, how he used me as his punching bag, of course I wanted to leave him, for a while, but I was too afraid, afraid he was going to kill me, but the day I walked in on him and that blonde, I knew it was my way out, as he would much rather want too hold his good man, image in front of the new woman, so as soon as the divorced papers where signed, I made the excuse I had too leave, I never told anyone what happened behind closed doors, though I tried to warn the new woman, saying he has a short temper, but she just made like I was making up stories, Tom had this posh image, that his a good man, helping the community but in all honesty he was a monster. I never even told my mom, and by asking , how does she ever trust again or how is she supposed too get over the heart break, wasn't because I loved him so, its was merely bout how do I stop feeling so ashamed, so heartbreaking of letting him beat me like I'm worthless, like I don't matter,'' lowering her head in shame, both hands covering her face, ''I was good at covering up more than just the bruises, busted lips, or pain, I'm a expert in covering up really, how worthless I feel, how, unloved and how ugly, how useless, why did all this feelings, memories have to come too the surface again, and how the hell, did that women know, what she went through, without even knowing her, but her parents, her friends, no-one could notice anything''.

In frustration she takes a pillow and throws it somewhere in the room, not even taking notice of the footsteps coming closer and the man slightly opening the curtain, to see if he can enter, he strides closer towards her. The man hovering over her, making her flinch a little, when she glanced at him. Her eyes bloodshot, her cheeks stained with tears and her body trembling, her breathing shaky, her voice brittle ''Derek, please leave''

His eyes locking with hers, ''you don't really need me too leave, you need someone, to tell you, its all going to be okay''

''I wish I could believe you'' her voice breaking

His not really sure, what is wrong, is it what happened or is it something else, but it feels like his heart are being shredded by the sadness of this beautiful woman. Without warning he places his arms around her trembling body, holding her close to his chest.

Surprised by the comforting hug, she closes her eyes, sort of savoring the moment, trying to still her breathing, she realizes the pain, she felt in her chest a few minutes ago, is almost gone now, as if its leaving her body, but how is that possible? Opening her eyes slightly, not saying a word, just peeping at the muscular arms, covering her body, but what catches her attention is the way his veins isn't the normal light blue color, no, its like his veins are this dark, liquid pulsing through, from where his hands is wrapped around her arm, till up, under his sleeve, she glances up at him, his eyes are closed, but his face is stricken with pain.

Gasping for air, ''What the hell are you''

Leaving the embrace, he stood back, the veins in his arms turning back too normal, shock on his face, ''Maddie, I can explain''

Shaking her head, her eyes widened, ''This, this is crazy, how, how do you do that''

Sighing now ''I wished, you could knew me better, before I had too tell you''

''Tell me what'' she questioned

Clearing his throat, his eyes searching hers, ''You got hurt, because I failed to protect you, because hunters came looking for me, how they knew where too look, I'm not sure, I'm sorry''

Confused '' Why would hunters come looking for you?''

Running his hands over his face, his voice low, his green-hazel eyes turning into a shocking blue.

Surprised ''How, did your eyes change color like that?''

''Maddie,'' he starts, ''I'm a good person, or at least I try to be'' letting out a nervous giggle ''I can't believe its so hard telling you this, I've never struggled like this before'' his eyes pleading now with hers. '' I'm a Werewolf...''

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19. fake it 'til you make it

pairing! - non-idol!jungwon x fem!reader

synopsis! - inspired by reckless by madison beer - jungwon promised y/n to never break her already damaged heart, but can he really keep it?

word count! - 370

october 22, 2021

(y/n's pov)

the next morning i'm swollen and exhausted.

i can't bare going to school. but in order to heal, i must force myself to move on.

fake it 'til you make it.

i get dressed and make my way to school. a little earlier than him. so we don't have to walk together.

as i make my way to school i prepare myself.

i need to pretend. nothing happened. i'm fine. i moved on. it doesn't bother me.

as i enter the building, i smile. fake smile.

as i close my locker i see six boys surrond me.

"hi," i say smiling.

"hey y/n, look we wanted to apologize," jay starts off. all looking confused as to why i look so bright.

"apologize? don't even worry about it. it's in the past, i already forgot about it," i laugh it off.

"oh really?" heeseung responds.

"yeah don't even worry," i smile at them and walk away.

(jungwon's pov)

i wake up eyes puffy. i cried myself to sleep last night.

the scene of her opening the door looking all tired and sleep deprived.

it's my fault.

i did that to her.

i'm the reason why she feels that way.

as i get ready, i can't take my mind off her. i can't stop thinking about her.

i arrive at school and everyone's looking at me. i guess everyone knows now.

if looks could kill, i would be dead.

without looking anyone in the eye, with zero eye contact, i walk straight to my locker.

as i walk over, i see y/n surrounded by the friends.

i over hear what they say.

"hey y/n, look we wanted to apologize," i hear jay say.

"apologize? don't even worry about it. it's in the past, i already forgot about it."

huh?

"oh really?"

"yeah don't even worry."

i spot her smiling and walking away.

wow. i guess she really doesn't care.

but i'm confused.

yesterday she looked sad and hurt.

but now, she looks happy and cheerful. greeting everyone good morning and happily skipping to class.

maybe she really never cared. maybe she never actually loved me. did she move on that easily? that fast?

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the rude roommate

There’s a presence following us everywhere. Insinuating itself into our lives, as we enjoy movies, TV shows and music. This rude roommate not only lives with us, but follows us to school, to work and everywhere else that we go, constantly blathering to wear us down. Posing as an indulgent pal, it offers tasty treats, with “go on, you’re worth it!” encouragements. Then, morphing into the concerned friend, it chides us “you’re getting some love handles there, buddy!” and pushes snake oil for that too. Yes, I’m talking about the shifting personas of ADVERTISING.

You don’t truly notice the ever-present & manipulative jibber jabber of advertising till it’s not a part of your life. It’s like cigarette smoking in this. I was raised by on-again-off-again smokers, and for many years worked in offices permeated by ever present cigarette smoke. Soaking in it everywhere for my entire life, it was only upon moving to California (where it’d just been banned) that I truly became aware of smoking. After living smoke-free, I couldn’t believe the stench when visiting places that still allowed it in communal spaces. My own hair & clothes reeked of it, even though I didn’t smoke myself. Bleurgh!

Likewise, after soaking in advertising my entire life, I’ve only recently lived in a (relatively) ad-free bubble, enjoying media streaming services at home for the last few years. We just watched a movie in a cinema for the first time since 2019. Tickets were almost 20 dollars each for comfortable reserved seating in a beautiful theatre. Then we had to endure 30 minutes of constant advertising blather before the film. Not movie trailers mind you, but ads for clothes, soft drinks and so on. After living ad-free, this was excruciating, and eye-opening. Absence had not made my heart grow fonder. Quite the opposite.

The deal used to be that we tolerated the buzz of ads - like blowflies at a picnic - in exchange for free movies & music (on radio & TV). Nowadays, I pay extra for the ad-free option with entertainment media. Which is a blackmail shakedown - “Pay us, or you have to watch another incontinence commercial” - but at least I understand the terms of that arrangement. I don’t understand (or accept) any deal where I pay AND get ads too (which is why I didn’t have cable TV for very long). If theatres want us to come back en masse after the stay-at-home-years of covid, then making the experience special is key. For me, paying premium prices to watch Madison Avenue Punch & Judy shows is an absolute no no.

Advertising is RUDE. The constant interruptions are simply annoying, but the purpose of the messages is insidious. In our real lives we are wary of people who constantly broadcast their own PR, because they’re trying to manipulate our perceptions of them. We must be on extra high alert for those who tell us what we are, because they’re trying to manipulate our own perceptions of ourselves.These are the goals of advertising’s trillion dollar industry. It is a nonstop psyop, fanning our hopes and inflaming our insecurities for profit.

“The spectacle of advertising creates images of false beauty so suave and so impossible to attain that you will hurt inside and never even know where the hurt comes from.” - Robert Montgomery

Ever since humans first gathered around fires and hearths, we’ve related to each other via stories. Stories are ‘lies’, in that many of them are 100% made up, but we know that and sharing them is fun. Besides, there may actually be a truth within the story. A parable. However, the human love of stories makes us vulnerable to manipulation by stories too. This is well known on Madison Avenue. Advertising subverts the parable, where the parable’s ‘moral’ has been substituted with a plug for Brand-X.

It used to be that everyone was served the exact same ads at the same time, but we now live in the era of micro-targeted advertising. After sneakily looking through our private data, the rude roommate can now identify & hammer on each of our specific ‘problem areas’. Despite my attempts at internet ad-blocking, the rude roommate has a fairly accurate demographic profile of me, and websites I visit now display ads of male middle aged losers, worried about their dicks, bald spots, love handles & baggy eyes. The rude roommate has custom-curated these parables just for moi. If advertising was indeed your roommate, an actual person, they’d be the worst person you know. A passive aggressive, gaslighting master manipulator, and the last person you’d want constantly whispering in your ear.

“People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. — They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.” - Banksy

“Narrative” has become a buzz word, and Hollywood folk (including story artists) now give story seminars to big companies. Wall Street, Langley, & Silicon Valley understand the appeal of storytelling, and Washington & Whitehall both use Spin Doctors to “get ahead of the story" and "control the narrative". The NSA & CIA know a little about narrative manipulation too, and even they are wary of internet advertising propaganda, and use ad-blocking software. Takes one to know one, right? Speaking of that, my own growing allergy to advertising is surely punishment for years of participation in the mass hypnosis. Yes, at one time I enabled the rude roommate, by animating parables that enticed kids to eat sugar bombs for breakfast..

Mea culpa!

Given that advertising so often subverts artforms, artists have been known to return the favour. B.U.G.A.U.P. was a collective of Sydney graffiti artists active in the 1970s/80s who specifically targeted advertising, very active when I lived in that city. Their special brandalism defaced advertising billboards to subvert the intended message of the ad, revealing the hidden truth of the unhealthy product itself. These wittily-defaced billboards on commuter routes in Sydney were talking points at office coffee pots & tea urns each morning.

Their movement spread to other cities in Australia and even to other countries (I often wondered whether Banksy knew about them) and B.U.G.A.U.P. activism ultimately led to a ban on cigarette advertising in Australia in 1994. Advertising’s corrupted parables RE-made into truth telling parables again. Utterly brilliant.

PS: Full BANKSY QUOTE on advertising (as illustrated by Gavin Aung Than).

From www.James-Baker.com

#advertising #commercials #brandalism #illustration #cartoons #nerve bomb comics #bugaup

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alltheselittlethingsxox · 1 year

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So I've been spending my time making JJ and Pope collage image/backgrounds because they are a real thing, and it was not coerced into being what it is. Because it just WAS. From the start. Think otherwise? Please. Do me a favor, pull up season one's very first episode, and just watch the first five minutes. Afterwards, come back here and try explaining to me how that ain't G A Y? 'Cause...I see absolutely no reasoning of it. I thought I'd share one but also I wanted to reach out because I am genuinely struggling with the fact that Pate is giving the toxic divide of JJ and Kiara to those who have attacked, still attack, and will continue to attack Rudy, Madison, and their girls but because of the amount of backlash that's being given over this very real issue, and how Rudy and Madison are so clearly feeling that they need to take extra-extra precaution to the length that they aren't even comfortable to stand together for even a group photo? Be in the same interview, that he's not going to be able to just ignore that and, ultimately, will decide it's best to not explore the duo furthering out in season four and so forth. In which this be the case, he would have to undo the whole couple thing entirely (if they become official before the end of season three? which honestly realistically I couldn't see cause he said something about it being a slowburn, so? A slowburn to me is a couple seasons. Not eight episodes, and by the tenth, they're together-together....

So, it'd be an easy rewrite, overwrite, whatever-write to make if this is so. The question just is:

WILL HE OR WON'T HE?

Is there anyone out there with their own opinion on this? Do you think he'd continue to force it, or would he cut the idea entirely for the sake of the actors, and the actors REAL lives? Because as much as I want and keep thinking he might, I also know how freakin' selfish and greedy douchebags like him can be. Frankly, it's giving me high school throwback vibes, bad. Like triggering me bad. The fact that it's not being addressed, but is currently being condoned(the bullying will increase by the release of season three, so that's still condoning it should he overlook this)----just takes me back to the days I was bullied. And how those bullies never dealt with consequences. But instead repeatedly given a pass. Most of the time these kids were the highest grade student, football athlete, bitchy cheerleader leader, the one who played teacher's pet just to come across as a decent, wonderful human being. And that hurts. It hurts me, because I know what it's like to be attacked. To be told to kill yourself, your ugly, waste of space and knowing that Elaine and Moriah are getting these very words and way worse in the downfall disgusts the hell out of me. I will not be watching season three solely because of this. I can't. Because I know it's just going to add fuel to gasoline and it's nauseating to simply know what's to come. Let alone what's already coming after it's out there.

THIS IS NOT BECAUSE I SHIP JJ AND POPE.

I swear to god, if someone comes on here claiming I'm just being a petty fan...don't, okay? Just don't.

Because that's not what it is! I can handle it if JJ and Pope aren't going to be the show's "official" endgame. That's the point of fiction, y'all. Don't like the ending? Remake it into your own.

This is BECAUSE people are being bullied in the process of all of this, and more or less rewarded by the show giving them exactly what they were bullying for. This is because it sends the WRONG message. To people. How people should treat other people. How to act and expect to get what you ask even though they don't deserve it. And that's not okay, okay? I would LOVE for there to be actual representation in the show (what is this? a series from the sixties?) if there actually isn't...so be it. Put JJ with another girl, if you must. Why must he be with a n y o n e, though? HE'S A DAMN KID AND NOT EVERY STORY IS GOING TO END IN A LOVER'S TALE. Why is it that every character has to be involved with somebody, if just one main is? Uhm, I'm sorry but that's just not how the world works? How many friend groups are out there where one starts dating, and then a year later the second finds a possible interest, and the third one gets in a relationship three months after that first year, only for that second to also be head over heels for his now definite love interest? LIKE PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME. Is this an actual friend group experience, or? Why not, maybe just...focus on the platonic friendships you started with? Instead of this whole circle of friends dating friends, friends dating eachother, friends falling in love and living happily ever after as one whole unit? This is a big reason why I don't get into shows much, anymore. The writers always, ALWAYS, gravitate more towards the whole lovers aspect, and like...maybe it's just me but I would kind of love for a series to be centered on a group of friends who are only ever just friends----feelings for none of eachother----and that relationship aside from the rest of the storyline and then gradually add that shit in. Space it out. Don't push it all at once. THAT'S NOT HOW LIFE WORKS. If it was, why would there be so many single, lonely people out there!? It'd be nice to see something like that (sitcoms dont particularly count here) or just a show where the main characters end up with characters OUTSIDE of the original group of characters and all they ever are is friends. Family.

I won't be bitter, nor will I attack anyone to make a point, and feel justified when I get exactly what they shouldn't of. Trust me, in an alternate universe, where JJPope shippers are the cruel ones, I would be just as against the idea as I am JJ and Kiara.

Maybe because I'm human, I guess? Personally I would be too disgusted to know that even if I wasn't part of it, those who were are getting what you hoped for just as much as they did, but in such opposite extremes? It would of ruined my love for them entirely.

This is entirely coming from the bullying issue. Everybody says it's not tolerated. Yet. Do you see a damn one doing a damn thing about it!? A damn thing that tells these people that it's not right?

I needed to vent. Sorry y'all.

Anyone else out there who is also hopeful but just as doubtful, too?

#jjmaybank #popeheyward #jjpope #jjxpope #mayward #otp: for once in your life trust someone else ( j j p o p e )#jjpopeedit #obx #obx3 #anti jiara #antibullying #when will it stop #stopignoringit #alonglongrant

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Part 2 of Shoto Todoroki x Wayne! Reader

You can find part 1 here

If you are a Minor please be aware that this will have some cussing. Also, this is a little mature because of the cursing.

Warnings: Cursing, crude humor, slight gore.

Pairing: Shoto x Wayne! reader

Song: Reckless by Madison Beer

Requests are open

Roy was nearing me on the stage. While I had just finished singing the song Jason had started. I look over to Jason and motion my shoulder toward Roy. Right, you need background. I dated Roy for three years and it was nearing our 4 year anniversary I found him with my best friend Thea Queen. In the bed we made. So now I've blocked both of them on every social media site known to man. Tumblv, FaceJournal, Instapic, everything even on WayneTube. Yes, WayneTube it's owned by my father's corporation. Not that it matters. It matters. I looked behind me and saw that the band was back up. I only had one choice. Delay the inedible.

"Hello everyone, Thank you so much for coming to my event. Raising money for Kyoto University Kyoto Hospital. This hospital had found a way to basically get rid of cancer in my mother; she only had a 27% chance of living, and Kyoto found a way to save her. They gave her a chance at living again. She'll finally see me grow up. Because for all this time I've lived with my dad. If it wasn't for him this event wouldn't be possible. So thank you." I was wiping away the tears that had managed to roll down without notice. I looked beside me and saw that Roy had reached me he had a look on his face and I knew it wasn't good.

"I need to talk to you." I shook my head at Roy and started walking down the stage. I went towards the refreshment table where Mr. Todoroki was. "Please n/n I need to talk to you." I won't give him my attention. "I'm sorry, I know that I hurt you I shouldn't even have slept with her." I turned around to him and looked him in the eye.

"No, you don't get to apologize. You hurt me more than anyone in my life. I can see that you're happier with her. I'm not her. So don't even try." He looked at me and shook his head in defiance.

"I'm not going to do that. I'm not happy with her I'm happy with you. I understand that you think that but I'm telling you that I want you." I had an angry look on my face. I turned back around and started marching toward the table. I grabbed a glass of Champaign downing it. If I'm going to face him might as well drink something.

"Hey this is story I hate

And telling it might make me break

But I'll tell it anyway

This chapters about

How you said 'there is nobody else'

Then you got up and went to her house

You guys always left me out..."

I remember the pian like it was just yesterday. HIs open mouth and Thea's shocked eyes pleading me to forgive the worst things she's done to me.

"I still have the letter you wrote

When you told me I was the only girl

You'd ever want in your life

I guess my friends are right..."

He promised me that we'd be forecger but hed decided I wasn't worth his time. You know, everyday I asked myself why I was so stupid to fall for a guy who wouldn't even treat me right.

"Each day goes by and each night I cry

Somebody saw you with her last night

You gave me your word don't worry about her

You might lover her know but you loved me first

Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are

Oh, you swore on every star

How could you be so reckless with my heart?"

I should have listened to my brain when it was saying that you were not good. But I was stupid enough to listen to my heart unprotected.

"You check in and out

Of my heart like a hotel

And she must be perfect, oh well

I hope you both go to hell

I till have the letter you wrote

When you told me that I was the only girl

You'd ever want in your life

I guess my friends are right

Each day goes by and each night I cry

Somebody saw you with her last night

You gave me your word "Don't worry about her"

You might love her now but you loved me first

Said you'd never hurt, but here we are

Oh, you swore on every star

How could be so reckless with my heart?

How could you be so reckless?

How could you be so reckless with someones heart?

Hey, this is a story I hate

But I told it to cope with the pain

I'm so sorry if you can relate."

I won't let him into my heart ever again. He hurt me so much and I'm not letting him hurt me again. So I'm taking his apology with a grain of salt. I won't let him even try. Never again. "Please hear me out n/n"

"I've had enough of you Roy. I'm finally happy and I've finally found someone who loves me for me. So please don't you come here trying to come back. Especially if we reviewed your phony excuses and how I let you break every bone in my back."

Like for Part 3

#Spotify #frogwrites #fanfiction #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #mha x y/n

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supernatural s6e19 mommy dearest (w. adam glass)

well my whole eve/victoria pedretti mind connection (also this afternoon was crying for a good 20 minutes while painting and rewatching the haunting of hill house) this disabling the exit to the bar and then everyone trying to eat each other reminds me of that church scene in midnight mass (was she even in that one? lol) but way less emotionally fraught. and shorter. adds to the list of gif comparatives of various stuff with spn that i may never get around to because making gifs is tedious work i don't particularly enjoy.

i think i'm delighted to hear licensed music because it's so infrequent now and it's a lot more fun than the score 😬

when i was a kid, i helped my dad fill shotgun shells using something like this (primarily for shooting skeet at a range though he also hunted)

anyway. dean is using a literal tablespoon to put the phoenix's ashes in these special shells apparently. fear not, a well used shotgun shell reloader in the back there (lee load-all reloader only $79.99 at cabela's!)

DEAN Why has it always got to be me that makes the call, huh? It's not like Cas lives in my ass. The dude's busy. (Cas appears behind him. Dean turns around, surprised) Cas, get out of my ass!

CAS I was never in your–

wait hold up is this like that weird wording that i talked about before, out of your ass...

okay this must be a wording thing because they had pestilence use the same and i was very perplexed by the phrasing. SHERIFF MILLS I lose my job over this, I am taking it out of your ass! s5e21 DR. GREEN You mean my brothers. What they did to my brothers. No. The only reasonable thing to do here is to…take it out of their healthy young asses!

that's so strange. anyway. woo they can use more gay innuendo jokes because they have a non-brother dude who we're saying/joking/but actually saying has Feelings for dean to be on the receiving end (har har) 😑

LENORE I remember. Your hunter friend almost killed me.

SAM Well if it makes you feel any better, uh, he turned into a vampire and I chopped his head off.

DEAN Yeah. With razor wire. Wicked.

dean's so proud

okay so thank fuck they didn't make sam kill another pretty lady that was a monster. we don't need madison 2.0.

CAS We needed to move this along.

mr funny again

🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

CAS Something in this town, is, uh, it's affecting me. I assume it's Eve.

DEAN So wait, Mom's making you limp?

CAS Figuratively, yes.

DEAN How?

CAS I don't know, but she is.

DEAN Well, that's great, because without your power, you're basically just a baby in a trenchcoat.

SAM I think you hurt his feelings.

don't be an asshole, dean. this is why i called cas a work friend :p

my dad travelled a ton for work when i was a kid so he always had a company car. one of them was a chevy caprice classic like this one, but white.

well the baby in the trench coat decapitated someone. good enough for you, dean?

reflection in the glass just reminding me of how model-pretty jensen's face is

are the kids gonna be monsters and try to eat sam and dean. okay the oldest "kid" has visible stubble and is 24. baby face and short stature and no pesky child actor rules

CAS We need to find Eve now.

DEAN Yeah. Go. Me and Sam just gotta make a milk run.

CAS We need your help here.

DEAN Hold your water. We'll be back in a few.

CAS Dean, Dean. Millions of lives are at stakes here, not just two. Stay focused.

my face at the "stay focused": 😒 like being told to relax

DEAN Are you kidding?

CAS There's a greater purpose here.

DEAN You know what, I-I'm getting a little sick and tired of the greater purposes, okay? I think what I'd like to do now is save a couple of kids. If you don't mind. We'll catch up.

*schmoopy music*

oh the brother mush intensifies! big brother tells little brother he should get some rest and they cuddle up to sleep. and sam looks at dean, dean smiles fondly. sam makes his thinking thoughtful face out the window as he (obviously) thinks about how dean took care of him haha

BOBBY They won't take long.

CAS You don't know that. They may find more wayward orphans along the way.

😂

BOBBY Oh, don't get cute.

CAS Right. Pardon me for highlighting their crippling and dangerous empathetic response with "sarcasm". It was a bad idea – letting them go.

BOBBY Come on. You don't let Sam and Dean Winchester do squat. They do what they gotta. You know that.

haha pissy cas again, a treat. and ain't that the truth, they're gonna do what they want to do, come hell or highwater

oh my god the extended family reunion and the exchanged looks with sam and dean. WE GET IT, GUYS. feeling soft about big brothers taking care of little brothers. saving lives, reuniting families

this is so interesting, in a way, because i had no idea that cas had this darkside situation going on. the thing with the souls, the torturing. i know nothing about his character arc! when i know a lot about sam and dean's

lol so one of the kids was a monster. all gone, the mushy feelings

EVE You look upset. If it makes you feel any better, Ryan was bound to work on you. Little wayward orphan, like yourselves. There's nothing you can do about it now. So let's talk.

samantha smith's voice (eve as mary here) reminds me of someone in hill house. i think elizabeth reaser (played shirley [also esme in twilight])?

this whole thing is a lot. glad dean had some amazing forethought to consume some of the ash to make himself poisonous to her eating him LOLL

cas finally gettin something cool to do

demons *gasp*

so is cas working with crowley? i admit to tuning out a little when eve was talking about the soul battery stealing plan

well i guess that answers that. something weirdly satisfying about crowley scolding cas, what's that about

while i was looking up sam's boots, because i'm a weirdo, this site boldly declared dean winchester smells like some particular fragrance. i thought that was weird to be so specific without a source mentioned and so then i go searching the internet for dean winchester cologne. and ended up some pinterest link that is a youtube video of a con thing with j2 and jackles saying he wears tom ford "wood" (note: it's oud wood, but oud means a type of wood. agarwood wood.) and "it works" and then padalecki asking where he sprays it. i think for my sanity it is best i continue to avoid bts/con related content

like, nothing on the hey i know you front. suddenly started getting exclusively side characters actors i've never seen in anything else

also i guess eve is dead? that was anticlimactic. like a slightly longer than usual monster of the week. i guess we can't be working under the threat of being sent to hell all the time

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 6x19 #shotshell reloader #chevy caprice classic #adam glass

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Amphibia Fanfiction 3 Omegaverse Part 3

Andrias x Leif

!Swearing and Mature Themes Warning!

{Andrias exhaled, inaudibly before speaking in his powerful booming voice.}

Andrias: Head Agricultural Innovator Leif Plantar. I've heard many great things from several analysts and soldiers about your advancements.

Leif: That's kind of you to say, Your Majesty. I must give credit where it's due. The wise, conservative use of my advancements are what gives the edge.

Andrias: I apologize for any inconveniences caused by the abrupt transfer. We will accomodate whatever you require to continue your research.

Leif: Thank you, Your Majesty. I will resume my research, immediately.

Andrias: Court dismissed.

{Everyone else leaves. Leif stands to do the same when she hears it.}

Andrias: Head Agricultural Innovator, General, a word in private?

{The supervisor nodded to Leif and led Madison out of the room. Leif gave her a reassuring look before the throneroom doors slam shut after everyone left. Leif made a motion to return to her kneeling position.}

Andrias: No, stand.

{Leif pursed her lips, but obeyed nonetheless. An uncomfortable silence followed.}

Barrel: (glances between them, awkwardly)

Andrias: (normally) I bet that you never expected to have to talk to me again, Leif.

Leif: You never had a need to socialize with me, Y--!

Andrias: No, Leif, call me by my name.

Leif: Andrias...

Andrias: To hear that you were coming back made my heart leap, Leif.

Leif: (eyes land on Barrel, who looks away)

Andrias: Hearing your voice again. Hearing from Barrel that you were okay while you were on your way back. I was relieved, if that's any comfort.

Leif: I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't surprised that you didn't hate me.

Andrias: For what? Having a rational fear after what happened between us that day?

Leif: That and...other things...

{She was terrified and he sensed it.}

Andrias: Leif, please look at me. Look into my eyes. Do you honestly think that if I had a choice that I would ever dream of hurting you?

{She did and she saw the same caring, loving eyes as when they were teens. It eased the tension a little, knowing that it wasn't intentional. What he said next really wound her up, though.}

Andrias: Besides, if you're talking about you being pregnant from artificial insemination, it wasn't a choice. Besides, I have no reason to be angry at you, anyway. I know that she's mine, Leif.

{Barrel was stunned. Leif gripped her upper arms, looking away. Andrias hated that, but he understood why she was tense...to an extent.}

Leif: H-h-how...?

Andrias: Well, the first clue I had was simply her name. Madison was my mother's name and you wouldn't name the child of someone random a name that you know is important to me. You knew that I would consider it an insult. Secondly, Barrel wasn't lying when he wrote that she looks rather unusual to be a hybrid child of a random newt, much less a frog child. Too tall, she has my markings and her skin is a blend of our two colors. The most obvious clue was the fact that you never told anyone who the father was. Why would you have a reason to hide that information if she wasn't the child of someone important? (raises brow and smirks) Such as the King of Amphibia.

Leif: (blushes, madly) You're still clever. I was terrified of someone finding out who would believe it. Given the fact that enemy forces found out about our compound, I don't think that my concerns were unreasonable.

Andrias: Simply as her mother, your concern is valid.

Leif: She asked about you and Barrel all the time while we lived in the compound. I told her that you two were my friends.

Barrel: Which is true.

Leif: I didn't tell her about you being her father, Andrias, simply because I didn't want it to reach anyone who would hurt her because of it.

Andrias: I know, Leif. You wouldn't do it to spite me. It must have been challenging, though. Carrying, delivering and raising my child so far away from the castle.

Leif: To be honest, Andrias, you're right. It wasn't easy. She's my child, too, though.

Andrias: You and I are true mates, too.

Leif: (blushes again) Yeah. There's that. Now, we can raise her together.

Andrias: (smiles) I'd like that. Tell me, seriously, though, how did you meet the needs of a royal child while also saving the nation by cultivating the Dismantlers?

Leif: Not sure. I just did what needed to be done. I was assigned to the unit and I needed to serve. Now, we're here.

Andrias: While I wish that it wasn't because your unit was under threat and that you had come back of your own choice, I couldn't be more glad that you two are safe here with me, (winks) my love.

Leif: (red) Andrias!

Andrias: I still love your blush.

{Despite her embarrassment, she couldn't be mad at Andrias. She was still in love with him. She'd admited to him how she felt about him right before...she shuddered at the memory. Andrias correctly guessed what she was reliving. His gaze softened even more.}

Andrias: Hey, that will never happen again. I promise.

{Leif believed him. She trusted him.}

#amphibia #amphibia andrias #amphibia barrel #amphibia leif

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rjmartin11 · 1 year

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The Dwellers

Prompt: For years, Aaron has dealt with his second life as a vampire. Living life with his second family, The McKnights, and complaining his worthiness of love from another. His sister, Maddie, told him of a prediction of a girl that could be his love. Nearly giving up on hope, Aaron saves a girl from a trio of muderous vampires and takes her home to heal. Is this the girl his sister Maddie predicted?

Aaron's Story Part II

For the next few days, I watched over her carefully. Looking for a sign of movement. Alec would come in the room every once in a while to check on her. Sitting in the quiet room just hearing her heart made me question things. Many things rose in my mind. I was literally dying to know her eye color. Did she have eyes? Were they green, hazel, dark brown, or black? Was she blind? Did she even talk? Well, that question was answered because that scream was loud enough to hear around the world. Most importantly of all, what was her name? Would I have to make one for her? Her name would have to be something as beautiful as she such as: Belle, Jasmine, Rose, Lily, Heaven, or even Gorgeous. Maybe even Persephone.

I went downstairs to the kitchen to see what Padme' had got from the store to cook for the girl. Padme' was thrilled that she could cook for the first time in over two-hundred years.

"Padme, calm down" insisted Maddie. "I'm the crazy one around here remember?"

"Obviously seen, my love," Montgomery phrased.

Montgomery was a vampire of few words. Actions were more his strategy. However Montgomery and Madison connected with one another? It wasn't like Alec and Padme'. It was as if Montgomery and Madison connected through their eyes. The few words thing with him I could deal with because I was exactly the same. The reason why I and Montgomery got along so well. I loved my little brother.

All of a sudden, there was this knife stabbing scream that came from upstairs. It was the girl! I was up the stairs before Jonathan could get pass Madison.

"Please stay away from me!" she pleaded.

Alec was trying to calm her. The rest of us were hearing the drama from the opposite side of the door. We could heat the fear in her voice. She was terrified.

"I promise I won't hurt you. My family won't hurt you."

"So your family attacked me?!"

"No, we don't know who they were."

"Please just leave me alone."

"Okay, I'll leave but you must eat or you may die."

"Is that a fact?"

"Please eat something. You're sick and I don't want you to get worse or die. We don't want you to die."

"Please get out!"

Alec slowly backed out of the room with his back toward us. The door shut abruptly in his face.

"I don't think she is coming out out," Alec said.

Padme' bravely stepped to the door and said as sweetly as she knew how.

"Sweetheart, we won't hurt you. We want you to get better. I could cook you something."

"No, thank you. Just leave me alone."

Padme' was a little hurt. I could see it on her face. She always put on a brave face when she tried and didn't succeed. Alec grabbed her waist from behind and gave her a kiss on her head.

Everyone turned around and went downstairs defeated as if they lost a game. I stayed behind in silence. Stepping quietly to the door, I tried to hear any noise that was going on inside. The door was heated where I placed my ear. Her body was against the door guarding it. Guarding it as if we couldn't knock down the door. I heard her slide down the door. Next came a shape breath then whining. She was crying. She was afraid. I knew what that felt like thinking you may not see tomorrow. As we sat on the floor together, with the door separating us, all I could do was feel sad too.

Two days passed since the girl awoken and she was still the greatest mystery novel in the house still unread. I kept a real close eye on her at night from her window. She was really sick I hated seeing her in that condition.

Padme' never swayed in her ways of helping. She cooked for the girl everyday hoping that she would eat.

"She's going to eat to eat today I know it," Padme would repeat. "Today is the day."

"She's never coming down," Gwen said.

"How can a human stay without food so long?" Johnny asked.

"Oh don't worry, " Maddie said. "She'll come around."

Later that night I went to her window again. Watching for her eyes just to open once. l always caught her sleeping. Unconscious to the world. I was ready to see her look back at me. I was sick of looking in from the outside. I quietly opened the window. In our house, it was big enough to lay on the windowsill. She was weeping in the her sleep. She was having a nightmare. Her fever had taken over her body. I could see the tiny sweat beads sprout from the glands on her forehead.

Her scent was so strong. She hadn't bathed since I rescued her but managed to stay clean. Would I ever like to know what she was dreaming about that was so bad. I would like to be the one that saved her from troubles, fears, and monsters that stalked her mind. I would like to save her from me. I don't know why I was so drawn to her but I was drawn to her. Like a moth to a flame. Her beauty captured me. I couldn't even be a foot away. If she was a flame. I was a cool raindrop.

I eased from my comfort zone to her side. I raised my hand to place it on her head, but I stopped when I realized I could wake her. Kneeling at her side, I was trying to recognize these feelings I felt. This burning sensation in my chest where my heart was once. Just once I wanted to know what it felt like. What it tasted like. Before I knew it, I placed my lips across hers so gently. I moved lighting fast out the room, back through the window, and to my room. My safe haven.

Ever since I saved her, she was all I could think about. She consumed my mind. The beautiful brunette down the hall from me. Her eyes must be chocolate brown as a Hershey's kiss. Is this the one that Maddie saw for me? I would just have to wait.

#Vampires #Romance #Love

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zenyukifanficblogs · 2 years

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Fresh Generation; Life Trials Chapter 21: Broken Translation In A Note

Margarethe’s POV

I was turning around in bed, not sure what to do to either text my Aunt Lils about her injury inflicted by my sister or to confront my Uncle Rob for hurting my father in front of my grandmother.

‘Why…Marie…why…’ I can’t help scratching my head at the thought of my sister’s behaviour.

“What’s wrong Margo?”

Donna, my younger sister, looks down from her bunk bed asking me. “Nothing” I rubbed my eyes reassuring here.

“Did I disturb you my darling?” I asked her and she shook her head before coming down from her bed to mine.

“Excited for tomorrow going back to New York?” I asked her and she nods her head. “Good” I smile as she closes her eyes and hugs me to sleep.

Looking at Donna hugging me like that, I can’t help thinking of my memories with Marie when we’re younger.

~FLASHBACK~

“Hush, little baby don't say a word~ Mama’s gonna buy you a mocking bird~”

~•••~

‘Hope you’re alright Marie’ I just quietly smile as I hummed and patted Donna’s back, hugging her back to sleep.

-The Next Day-

Victoria’s POV

“You sure you can drive at that state of yours?”

I asked my husband whose looking like a puffer fish after yesterday’s confrontation with Robert.

“I will be fine. No big deal.” John reassures me as always. “You better don’t be a macho I tell ya” I said to him.

“I know I know” John says and starts the engine moving. As we drive, I noticed from the front mirror, Margarethe not being on her phone which is very unlike her.

“Are you okay Margo?” I looked at Margarethe via the mirror asking her. “Yeah. Just want to take my mind off the phone for a little” She answers with a slight smile.

“Okay then” I nod my head understanding and as we continue our way back to New York.

When we reached New York though, we are greeted by somebody leaving a shocking note at our doorstep.

“What in the-Papa! You gotta look at this note!”

Andreas my son ran towards the door, picking up the note and gasping in shock.

“What’s-I can’t even read this language…” John walks over, taking the note from Andreas and looking confused.

Jennifer soon walks over and takes the note from my husband. It was the deadliest 30 seconds of our lives at this point.

Junghwa’s POV

I took the note from John and looked at it. It was in really terrible Chinese mixed Korean. It is honestly quite intriguing, the fact that the paper is crumpled, sounds like an extreme emergency.

“纽约克 인신매매 麦迪逊 내일 5点 45 저녁”

(New York Human Trafficking Madison Tomorrow 5.45 Evening)

“What does it say?” Alicia asks me. “It’s broken language but so far what I got is New York, Human Trafficking, Madison, tomorrow at 5.45 in the evening.” I said showing them.

“Human trafficking?!” Everybody silently gasped in shock until John just signals us to go into the house.

“Let me make a call first!” John says taking his phone out while Victoria immediately pulls out her laptop, looking serious.

The atmosphere was so tense and it turns on my stomach so much that I somehow landed up running to the kitchen toilet to throw up.

“Woah woah woah! Relax!”

Alicia immediately ran over to me rubbing my back. “I never felt like that.” I panted as she cleans my mouth with the tissues after flushing my puke down the toilet.

“Maybe the events must have tire you out. Go get some rest.” Alicia tells me before calling Donna her sister to help me up to Alicia and my bedroom.

John’s POV

I was going to my room and search for documents right away but there isn’t any about trafficking in Madison.

‘Could it be a mislead?’ I think to myself but when I took the note and scan them for translation.

Fortunately, what the screen show me is exactly what Jennifer has said.

‘Please don’t tell me there is another trafficking syndicate here after Dark Eagles.’ I think to myself running to Victoria whose using her computer.

“So what’cha got Vicki?” I asked her. “What I got…Dark Eagles is still dissolved but there is a small rising trafficking syndicate Poznan Union, downtown, originating from Illinois.” Victoria says showing me information on her computer.

“Poznan Union?“ I looked at her in shock. “A union by name, syndicate in reality.” She nods her head saying.

“But the difference between them and other syndicates over the years is they don’t traffic any other being.” She then continued.

“What do you mean?” I asked her. “This one targets girls from the ages of 12 to 17 from Poznan, a part of Poland.” She says.

“Menores en general. (Minors in general.)” I said. “I’m tracking down any Polish national that is part of any syndicates previous” She starts working on her computer again.

“Okay” I said before looking around and asking where’s the kids. “Jen is puking, Donna and Alice are helping her, Andreas, Ale and Carlos I don’t know what they doing and Margo is her room.” She tells me.

“Alrighty.” I understood and went to my room to contact Mike and Antonio once again while working on this case.

#zendayayukiko #freshgeneration #fanfic #jenniferadventures #zenyuki #fbipolicefanfic

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deanstead · 3 years

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Trust

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Warnings: Slight angst

Requested by @anotherfan07: Could I request a Jay imagine where the reader is younger and the unit don’t think she’s really into him, that maybe she’s trying to get something! Maybe Hailey “catches” her being suspicious and hanging with a guy but in reality she’s trying to make a surprise for Jay! Maybe they confront the reader and Jay gets upset for not trusting her! Could ended it with a happy ending Thank you very much!!

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! I’m still watching Chicago halfway (chronologically watching all three) and I haven’t seen a lot of Hailey yet so I’m not confident that I managed to express her parts well enough, I hope this turned out okay! Feedback always appreciated! Requests for Jay x Reader are still open, ask away! ^^

*gif not mine*

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You looked up from your drink just as the door to Molly’s opened and he walked in.

Jay Halstead. He was impossible to miss when he walked into a room.

You had met Jay a few months ago when you had just moved in and settled into Chicago, alone. Then you had met Jay, the force of attraction almost magnetic from that first moment. At least, for you it had been.

Jay’s smile widened when he saw you, waving and making a beeline for you. “Heya, Y/N.” he greeted, as your heart skipped a couple of beats without your permission.

“Hey Jay.” You replied, taking a few deep breaths to make sure you sounded calmer than you felt, hoping he didn’t notice. Jay eyed your almost empty beer bottle before taking his usual drink from Herrmann, adding, “My tab” as he pointed to you.

Herrmann grinned and nodded. “Attaboy.”

“Haven’t seen you in a few days.” Jay commented, turning back to you, effectively shutting down any protests you might have had about him paying for your drink.

“Missed me?” you shot back, a comeback he used on you pretty often and Jay chuckled before waving at someone over your shoulder.

“I gotta…” He pointed to a table behind me and I turned, realising he was here with his team.

You nodded. “I’ll see you around.”

Jay paused, “Everything’s okay right?”

You laughed. “Yeah, perfect. Thanks for the drink.” You raised your beer bottle and he laughed, patting you on the shoulder.

Jay weaved his way through the crowd towards the rest of his team who were already settled in here, most of their drinks almost half drunk. Hailey raised her eyebrows at him, as if she was waiting for an explanation.

“Something you wanna tell me?” Hailey asked.

“What?” Jay asked, real confusion lacing his voice.

Hailey nodded her head towards you.

“She’s a friend.” Jay responded, taking a gulp of his drink.

Adam laughed. “Oh come on, not gonna speak for Jay but do we really think a younger girl like Y/N is interested in Jay?”

Jay raised his eyebrows at Adam, punching him on the arm. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Kevin laughed as well.

Hailey looked back at Jay. “You sure she’s not trying to get something out of this?”

Jay frowned, “What do you mean?”

“Just looking out for you. You don’t really know her. She breezes into town a few months ago, no one knows anything about her. Just… be careful alright?”

Jay glanced at you, your back turned to him, taking the last gulp of your beer as you got up to leave. “She’s a good person.” He responded, waving at you when you turned in his direction before you left the bar.

---

Hailey pushed the door of the café open, stepping out onto the street, squinting against the sunlight while holding the usual 2 cups of coffee for Jay and herself. As she was about to get into her car, she spotted a familiar person from the corner of her eye and turned.

You were standing at the end of the street, looking down at your phone when a man Hailey didn’t recognise walked towards you. She watched as you sprung up, hugging the older man, a bright smile on your face as he discreetly handed you a small bag.

Hailey quickly got into her stationary car, so that she could continue to watch you without being seen. You looked up and down the street before peering into the bag and looking up at the older man, an even brighter smile shining across your face.

“Damn it.” Hailey muttered under her breath, starting her car, now even more sure you were taking Jay for a ride after what she had witnessed.

Despite Jay’s denial that he was interested in you, Hailey could almost read Jay like a book. You, on the other hand, she hadn’t been sure about and now, she felt almost certain that she had been right about you all along.

Hailey glanced uncertainly at Jay, as she walked in, placing the coffee cup on his desk. “Thanks.” Jay said, without looking up from his computer.

Hailey glanced up at Voight’s empty office, wondering if she should just bring it up with Jay now, while they still had time, before a new case dropped in their laps.

Jay noticed Hailey hovering and looked up. “You okay?”

“Jay… about Y/N…” Hailey began, studying his face.

If she didn’t know Jay well enough, she might have missed the small frown that crossed his face as he pushed his chair backwards.

“Look…” Hailey said, before Jay could say anything. “I know you think she’s a good girl, and that she’s sweet but…”

“But?” Jay asked.

Hailey sighed, “Has she said anything about what she wants from you?” She paused again as Jay kept silent, watching her.

“I saw her today. With a guy.”

Jay looked up, the frown crossing his face again.

“Jay… it didn’t look good, they were meeting at the corner of that street, you know…” Hailey raised her coffee cup. “He passed her a package and she hugged him. I think…”

Jay interrupted her this time. “Yeah, I get it.” Jay felt a wave of disappointment washing over him, its intensity surprising even himself.

They remained silent until the silence was broken by Jay’s phone. He read it quietly without saying anything before Hailey asked, “Jay?”

Jay sighed, “She wants to meet.”

“Do it. Let’s just cut to the chase and ask her what she wants.”

Jay hesitated but finally agreed, his fingers quickly typing a reply.

---

You lay on your couch, drumming your fingers against the fabric, holding back your urge to check your phone. Before long, you felt the notification vibration.

Sure. Molly’s at 6?

You smiled, glancing at the box that was now sitting on your coffee table. Sending him a quick emoji, you sat up. It was still early but maybe you would pick out something to wear. You really hoped this would turn out well.

---

You paused as you stood outside Molly’s, taking a deep breath. It was early, so you knew it would still be quiet, which hopefully was a good thing.

You pushed open the door stepping into the familiar bar, which was empty except for Jay. And Hailey… Confusion hit you but you pushed the uneasy feeling down and stepped forward, heading towards them.

“Hey.” You greeted them.

You hadn’t spoken to Hailey much, so you weren’t sure why she was here with Jay. Maybe they were on a case and Jay was just stopping by for a short while.

Jay didn’t look up but Hailey pushed herself off the bar stool.

“Let’s cut to the chase.”

You frowned, looking from her to Jay, who still hadn’t glanced in your direction.

“What?” You asked.

“Whatever you’re trying to get from… this…” Hailey pointed between you and Jay. “I don’t know what you think you can get out of this but drop it, okay?”

“What?” You repeated, really confused now. “I don’t…”

Hailey sighed. “Look, I saw you this morning with that guy. Whatever you think you can get from Jay… let’s just save everyone’s time. We don’t want to know what it is. Let’s just end this now.”

You felt your gut flip over and the wave of disappointment that hit you felt like it was constricting your heart.

“You think I…” You sputtered before you took a deep breath. “Jay? Are you in on this…?”

You trailed off as Jay looked up, the look in his eyes everything you needed to know yet didn’t want to know.

You swallowed past the lump in your throat. “Not that I owe anyone an explanation but I just needed to get a package from him…” You could feel your body start to tremble.

“A package?” Jay spoke up for the first time and you could feel your heart clenching so hard it was almost impossible to breathe.

Your nails were digging into your palms. You stepped forward, moving around Hailey to stand in front of Jay. “Yes, a package from my older brother. My older brother who drove 123 miles from Madison to pass me a package I asked for.”

You took the box out of your bag and placed it on the counter as Jay’s eyes widened looking at you.

“A package I was excited to give to you. Until now.” You struggled to keep your voice steady. “Happy Birthday Halstead.”

“Y/N…” Jay spoke but you turned away, moving towards the door.

“Do me a favour.” You turned to look at both of them. “The next time you guys wanna pull this Intelligence crap, do it all the way.”

You could barely see Jay’s face anymore as you felt the hot tears well up in your eyes. Spinning around, you marched out the door, no longer sure if you were hurt, disappointed, angry or all three combined.

Jay watched you march out of the bar, frozen to his chair, pretty sure he had seen tears glistening in your eyes before you had turned away. Hailey’s expression was just as shocked as his before they turned to the box you had left behind on the counter.

Quietly, Jay opened it and in there sat a charming wristwatch, with the initials J.H. engraved into it. It was a beautiful piece and something you must have gone to a lot of trouble to get done.

“Jay… I’m sorry… I just…” Hailey apologised.

Jay shook his head. “You were just looking out for me. It’s me… I can’t believe I…” he muttered, looking up.

“I gotta go.” Jay pulled back his stool and looked at Hailey.

Hailey nodded as Jay jogged out of the bar, looking up and down the street but you had already disappeared.

Jay looked back down at the box he held in his hand and put his hand up to his face. “What the hell Jay, you’re a jerk.” He muttered to himself.

---

You slammed your door behind you as you sunk to the floor, finally allowing the hot angry tears to flow down your face.

You had told yourself not to let your guard down when you had moved. You had told yourself you were going to be fine on your own and it had been working until Jay Halstead had come crashing into your life. You had stupidly thought the connection had been too strong to be fake. Even if all he saw you as was a younger sister, it was something.

Instead, he had seen you as a fraud – someone who was trying to gain something from him. He thought you were someone who made use of personal relationships. Your heart clenched tightly again and you closed your eyes, taking deep breaths.

When you felt you had calmed down enough, you got up and made your way further into the house, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door. You glanced at the clock on the wall, wondering who would be knocking on your door at dinner time. You hadn’t even ordered any food.

You opened the door only to be greeted by the one person you weren’t ready to see.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, your voice the coldest Jay had ever heard.

Jay raised the box of pizza and a six-pack of beer. “I brought a peace offering.” His voice was more somber than usual as well, although he tried to smile at you.

You didn’t say anything and didn’t move from the door either.

“Y/N… let’s talk, please?”

You already felt yourself giving in although you gave a half-hearted protest before Jay stepped into your apartment anyway, putting the pizza and beer down on the counter.

You closed the main door, walking past him further into your apartment without facing him. “I don’t think we have anything to talk about.”

“Yes, we do.” Jay insisted and you turned to face him.

You raised your eyebrows. “Alone? Don’t you need your friends here?”

“Look, I’m sorry. I was a jerk.”

You could literally feel your heartrate quickening again and that unsettling disappointment and anger rising up to your chest once again.

You finally spoke. “I thought maybe you just saw me as a little sister. And you know, I was fine with that, I could handle that. But a fraud, Jay? Is that what you thought of me?” You could feel your voice rising with every word that came out of your mouth but it was like you didn’t have control over yourself anymore.

“If that’s what you thought of me, why the hell have you been treating me like… like I mattered?” You were speaking way too loudly now, a hot tear rolling down your cheek without your say-so. Angrily, you brushed it aside, taking another deep breath. “What, was this your big test? To see what I would ask from you? Nothing, I didn’t want anything from you and I still don’t want anything from you. Good talk. The door’s that way.”

You turned away again, your heart clenching harder in your chest as another tear rolled down your cheek. It took all your energy to continue standing upright when all you wanted to do was roll up into a ball and cry out all your anger and disappointment.

When you were met with silence, you glanced behind you but Jay was just quietly standing there. “I know I was a jerk, I’m sorry. When I heard you were with another guy, I just…”

“What, Jay? You thought I was shacking it up with some other guy but I was trying to come on to you, because I needed something from you? I thought we had a connection. Even if you didn’t have feelings for me, I thought it was a genuine connection-“

Jay didn’t wait for you to finish. Instead, he closed the gap between the both of you in three strides, cupping your face with both his hands and bringing his warm lips down onto yours. In midsentence, your eyes widened but before you could protest you were swept into the kiss, almost like being sucked into a vortex, his lips brushing gently against yours before becoming firmer and firmer. Your stomach was tied up in knots, the butterflies were working overtime as you felt yourself sinking deeper and deeper before Jay gently pulled away, as if afraid to take it too far.

The room was almost spinning by the time Jay pulled away. You pulled your gaze away from his green eyes and he cleared his throat awkwardly. “It was a genuine connection, if you didn’t realise that already.” Jay said softly as your eyes snapped back up to him.

“I was a prick. I just… everyone said it didn’t seem like you were really interested in me so I… look, I’m sorry. I’ve been beating myself up since before you stormed out of Molly’s back there. I can’t believe I doubted you for even a second…” Jay started rambling.

“Jay.”

Jay didn’t let his eyes leave you for a second. “I’m sorry. Will you please let me make it up to you?”

You sighed as you looked up at him, your eyes flicking to the customised watch that you had almost thrown at him, now sitting snugly on his wrist. “Not if you don’t trust me.”

“Never again, I swear. I promise.” Jay said. “You want me to admit it? I behaved like an idiot, because I was jealous.”

You finally cracked a smile and Jay moved even closer, your bodies almost touching again. “And if you didn’t already know…”

He paused.

“Little sister my ass.”

You didn’t say anything, but you couldn’t anyway as Jay wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, bringing his lips to yours once again.

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