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purringsquid · 1 year

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Heimdall x wife reader, fluff

Heimdall is uncharacteristically nice to you this morning. Part of this series

You have left him sweet rolls at the table before joining him in bed last night, the ghost of his aunt had told you those were his favorite. You fully expected him to eat it and only mention it months later during an argument, if ever.

So, it surprises you when you wake up and he is still by your side, sitting on the bed fully dressed and crumbling the said rolls all over it.

“Look at it, the pillow princess finally decided to wake up.”

You blink at him.

“You’re cleaning that, sunshine.” You murmur into the sheets, turning around and closing your eyes again, so you don’t have to look at him – and to irritate him, which is a success.

“Yes, turn over like the entitled sponger with no work you are.” You had only returned before dawn last night because you were working for his father.

“Don’t you have a walk to take or something?” You answer, hugging on the blanket. “People to annoy?”

He lays next to you, pinning his chest to your back, the heat of his body warming you. The affection is rather uncharacteristic for him. Is it possible that he might have been – perhaps – missing you?

“Don’t be so sentimental, I would sell you for a new pair of bracers if they were cool enough.”

You feel something at your lips, you open your eyes with zero trust for your husband, only to see a piece of pastry being pushed to your mouth. You accept it. It’s sweet and soft and nice.

“And yes, I do have a work, which I am now skipping for you. So be grateful.”

The food drastically improves your mood, so you indulge him. “And how does it come I – the wife you would sell for cool bracers – deserve that honor?”

“For one, I appreciate a good breakfast.” He pushes another piece past your lips. “Mother told you, didn’t she?”

“Mm-“ You fail to answer with your mouth full, so you turn your head, looking into his eyes, letting him read the positive answer from your mind.

“Tell her I love her.” He says that with the same hurried tone he uses to insult people. “But it’s still creepy, anyway, I have something better than that. Something about you.”

“And what would that be?” You have spent the previous days trying to convince the elves that their ancestors wished for them to stop fighting (hardly believable) and pay their taxes (impossible to believe). Cuddles and food to bed were amazing, but you could use some silence at the moment.

“You guess.”

A crumble falls on your face, as he takes a bite and you are suddenly overtaken by an uncontrolled rage worth only of a goddess, which he has to notice because he picks it up with a chuckle and even goes as far as bothering to throw it away from the bed.

“I guess you wouldn’t be so nice to me, if I was being a creepy cunt again, so I guess the All-Father had finally allowed you to divorce me.”

He nuzzles his face into your neck and you can smell mead on his breath. What time was it? “No.”

“So, you spilled it into some mortal cunt again and this time you have to bring it here.”

He laughs on that. “Almost.”

His hand goes under the covers, pulling you closer to him, his fingers dancing across your chest, until they stop on your breast, giving it a squeeze. At this point you have already gave up any hope of sleeping, so you turn around to face him.

“Whatever it is, do you really need me to summon the council of the dead to help me figure that out.”

For a second you are not sure if he is shocked or amused, then amusement wins. “You’re no fun.”

“Objection.” You could have let that go, but when he can be petty, so can you. “I’m hilarious, at least when your horny ass doesn’t wake me up after working until dawn-”

Without a warning, he pushes the rest of the roll into your mouth, silencing you and making an awful mess on the bed at the same time. This behavior explains why his cabin has a whole ecosystem of mice, rats, worms and moths.

“You’re right, making you guess was not a good idea. It’s better when I’m the one talking.”

You look into his eyes while trying to chew through the pastry. ‘No, it’s not’.

He chuckles and pulls up your tunic, until your breasts are revealed. The look he gives them seems more like a one of a pubescent boy than a grown man, let alone a centuries old god, who uses every chance he has to get his cock out. He slides with fingers across your waist and chest and gently squeezes your nipples, making them harden.

“Well? I can see you’ve already figured it out.” He says after you finally manage to swallow it all.

You sight. “Were you really waiting here for me to wake up, just to make me say it?”

“I did have an internal debate about whenever I should wait or just shake you awake screaming ‘bitch, you’re getting fatter than Thor’.” Despite knowing better, you laugh. “But now I want to hear you say that you are – to quote with contextual adjustments - the immortal cunt I spilled into this time”

“I know those are my words, but vulgarities look bad on you, darling.”

You try to sit up, but he pushes you down before you can. So, you give him this moment, wrapping your hands around him, as he kisses your lips. The kiss is long and deep and uncharacteristically affectionate.

When he finally lets you go, you shamelessly ruin the mood. “Congratulations for knocking me up. Can you see if it’s a boy or a girl? Or what kind of god will it be?”

“No.” He seems nearly joyful and you wonder if his mead got spiced with something. He pokes at your chest. “As I said, I only see you getting fat. Very fat. Like Thor fat.”

He kisses you again, his hand running down your body between your legs. You catch it with your thighs.

“Let’s not tell them yet.” You say. “I want at least one good sleep before a having a party thrown in the honor of you fucking your wife for once.”

A totally unexpected "twist" no one asked for, I know. This is a part one of this chapter, the next one will be during the party. I'm thinking about naming this chapter "calm before the storm" on ao3 😈

#Heimdall x reader #god of war #Heimdall x wife reader #my writing

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unclewaynemunson · 2 years

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Listen y’all the fruity four are gonna have a double wedding together sometime during the 90s you can’t change my mind

Robin is the one who jokingly suggests Steve and her should get platonic-married to each other. Steve thinks it’s an awesome idea and launches onto it in all seriousness, coming up with the idea of also having Nancy and Eddie marry each other to make it a double wedding.

To both their surprise, Nancy is on board immediately. Her motives are 1) getting to see Robin in either a wedding dress or a fancy suit; 2) the practical advantages like taxes and stuff (i don’t know anything about this shit so I won’t elaborate on this one); and 3) saying “fuck you” to the heteronormative patriarchy.

Eddie is very much opposed to it. He flat-out refuses at first, making a whole big speech about how they shouldn’t even want to give in to the rules of a society that only shuns them and about how backwards the whole concept of marriage is anyway. He calls it “the pinnacle of forced conforming” at some point, which Robin thinks is extremely pretentious and Steve thinks is extremely hot.

Nancy and Eddie love having heated political discussions that go largely over Steve’s and Robin’s heads, so she really doubles down on it and the two of them keep ranting to each other for months. Steve and Robin try another approach, which exists mainly of making ridiculous compromises about the classic wedding rules. It works pretty well, but as a result of it, the whole wedding becomes a completely absurd over-the-top mockery of traditional wedding ceremonies.

Eddie and Steve make a bet about what they have to wear. If Steve loses, he’ll have to wear his old Scoops Ahoy uniform; if Eddie loses, he’s gonna have to go all-out on a traditional white dress. Steve wins and nearly pees his pants laughing when Eddie walks into the ceremony in an all-white flowery mermaid dress with veil. Needless to say, Eddie does look gorgeous in it.

Nancy and Robin wear matching jumpsuits in which they look both gorgeous and fucking badass. They cry the whole day, though. They just can’t stop. It’s driving everyone crazy.

Their first dance is either to Damnit Janet or Hot Patootie (both from Rocky Horror) I’m still on the fence on this one lemme know what you think

Steve takes Robin’s last name and Eddie takes Nancy’s because both guys don’t exactly get a happy-family kind of feeling from their own last names. Eddie originally wanted all of them to change their names to Henderson, but it turned out that wasn’t legally possible :(

When same-sex marriage gets legalized, they again have a lot of discussions on whether they want to get divorced and marry their actual partners properly, or whether they wanna keep it this way for nostalgia’s sake and as a celebration of their friendship. Eddie throws in the third option of him marrying Robin and Steve marrying Nancy just for the sake of driving the others crazy. Eventually they do switch because Eddie and Steve have a whole bunch of adopted kids while Robin and Nancy are childfree (they are really cool aunts though)

Add your HC’s because I’m obsessed with this and need more <3

#sorry this got very long i got completely carried away here whoops #stranger things #fruity four #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steddie #ronance #headcanons

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melis-writes · 11 months

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Inspired by the gifset of Orly B putting together furniture or whatever it is for his little daughter‘s nursery can we please…

have a Victonny version where topless Sonny is working or putting together items for their daughter (can be Marriage AU, Sicily AU, Divorce AU etc) and Victoria is watching hornily and says seeing him like that wants her to be pregnant nonstop by him 🥵

Well, I see a mention of Mr. Bloom still made its way into a Victonny prompt request and that’s all I’ll say about that. 💀💀 You’ll have to bear with me here, I’ve never seen that gifset before but since we’re going off inspiration here… 😅 Venice AU Victonny! We don’t nearly have enough of this AU!! I’m still plagued by the flu but I was able to put this together today just for the Victonny fans. 😩

Nonstop.

“Darling?” You call out down the hallway, walking towards the nursery. “Are you in here?”

“Yeah, baby!” Sonny shouts back, setting a carved piece of wood down. “Just working on the kids’ new beds.”

A smile grows on your face as you lean against the nursery’s doorway. “You’re putting them together already? Oh—”

Your eyes widen to see various lengths of shaped and carved wood with sawdust still clinging to the sides surrounding Sonny; nothing at all like the pre-made and ready to install beds both of you were shopping for earlier this week.

“It took a while but I made it happen,” Sonny sets down his hammer, looking up at you.

The Venice summer heat is an unignorable one at that and despite having almost all the windows of the house open for air and the fans running, the sun gleams brightly through the nursery window at this hour—making it the warmest room in the villa.

As a result, you blush at the sight of the afternoon sun against Sonny’s tanned, bare skin; shirtless with his cross necklace dangling over his neck.

Only dressed in a pair of loose slacks, beads of sweat form over Sonny’s forehead as he gazes upon you with the same loving and adoring look you have in your eyes towards him.

“You’re putting it together yourself after all?” A surge of arousal rushes through you as you walk into the nursery.

“Mhmm,” Sonny nods, moving the nails on the ground next to him further away from the direction you’re walking in. “Graziella couldn’t pick one and I didn’t want her to anyway. I’m puttin’ it together so her bed has everything she likes from what we saw today.”

“I’m surprised,” you admit shyly, sitting on the ground across from Sonny cross-legged. “I always knew you were good with your hands but all of this from scratch… Wow, baby. I don’t know how you do it.”

Sonny gives you a lazy grin, nodding. “I liked putting things together, taking ‘em apart growing up. Experimented with a lot of hobbies. You do that when you have no idea what else you’d rather be doing.”

“Uh huh, I see that,” you laugh softly, watching your husband continue to assemble the wood pieces together. “Think I should bring the fan in here and help you cool off.”

“Heat doesn’t bother me, baby,” Sonny’s back and arm muscles tense and flex as he picks up a handful of wood, shifting his bodyweight.

“It looks good on you, that’s one thing,” you murmur quietly, eyeing the sweat glistening off Sonny’s skin.

“I heard that, you know,” Sonny smirks, turning his head back to face you.

“Now’s not the time for you to start teasing me,” you whine, “I think you know what you’re doing.”

“What I do know is that you won’t stop looking at me, eh?” Sonny picks up his hammer again, leaning over to the other side of the half-built bed.

“Just seeing you like this makes me want you again and again,” you clench your legs together, almost surprised by how quickly your arousal’s begun to take over you. “Like I could get pregnant nonstop.”

“You’re the one doing the teasing,” Sonny adjusts his cross necklace, moving towards you. “I could make it happen for you anytime, y’know that.” Sonny gives your thigh a playful smack. “Only I wanna hear you say that again first.”

“Say what?” Your face flushes red from blush, “that I want you to keep getting me pregnant again and again?”

“Uh huh,” Sonny inches closer towards you. “What are you waiting for?"

#godfather au #victonny #sonny corleone #santino corleone #sonny corleone x reader #moth to flame fic #moth to flame fanfic #prompts #moth to flame au #godfather x reader #not canon #sonny corleone x oc #santino corleone x reader

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pimo-and-sad-about-it · 1 year

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Alright folks, today we're talking about AMATONORMATIVITY. And also allonormativity but mostly the first one.

Now, I do not claim for a second to be an expert on the topic, but I have seen the harm that this concept, particularly in relation to the church, can cause.

Amatonormativity, simply put, is the assumption that everyone is better off in an exclusive, longterm relationship, and that everyone is naturally looking for one. Allonormativity is the assumption that everyone experiences sexual attraction. (Feel free to correct if needed)

Now, needless to say, these are HUGE in TSCC. "Salvation is an individual matter, exaltation is a family matter." Thanks, Russell. It is literally a part of Mormon doctrine that you can only get into heaven if you are married (heterosexually, ofc). But dw, if you die single, there'll be someone waiting for you on the other side.

Now, for very obvious reasons, this is very damaging for LGBT individuals who can't maintain their celestial status if they marry someone of the same sex. That's a huge deal, and one of the main reasons why I stopped believing in God in the first place.

But today I want to talk more specifically about the part where "being married" is essential to living a godly life (which is bs, btw). (***Also this creates HUGE stigma around divorce in TSCC but that's another issue entirely).

A few years ago my sister came out as aroace. First to a family friend, then to me, then to the rest of our immediate family. I considered myself cishet at the time but was fully supportive. The rest of my family, however, had a bit more trouble with the idea.

My other sister did alright, but definitely had some concerns that she expressed to me later. My dad, however, didn't get it at all. He told my sister something to the effect of, "I want you to be happy, but I don't think this is how you can do it."

So basically. TSCC enforces the belief that you must be in a committed, heterosexual relationship if you want to live a happy and fulfilling life, let alone have a happy eternity. Guess my sister doesn't get to be happy then, huh?

Now I didn't really think about this TOO much until after I stopped believing. Because something really weird happened the moment I stopped believing in God, which honestly surprised me quite a bit.

See, I always wanted to get married, have kids, all that. I expected it. That was "normal." That IS normal in TSCC. But then I stopped believing, and all of the sudden that didn't feel like a necessity anymore. In fact, I wasn't sure I even WANTED it. Looking for marriage before the age of 25 just doesn't feel like a priority anymore.

That probably doesn't seem like a big deal to most people. But to me, it completely changed my worldview. I no longer live with the pressure of valuing a relationship over my individual goals/life. Simply put, I feel more free.

Now I'm in this weird situation where I'm not looking for romance and am not planning to anytime soon, but at the same time I'm telling to figure out if I'm bi? Which is a weird spot to be in, but knowing I can figure it all out at my own pace is honestly amazing.

So basically, this was really long and probably not particularly interesting, but what I'm trying to say is, YOU DON'T NEED A RELATIONSHIP TO BE HAPPY. TSCC claims that you do, but you actually just don't. If you want one, that's cool too, that's great, even! Just know that there's nothing wrong with you if that's not a priority right now, or ever.

DOWN WITH AMATONORMATIVITY!!!

#amatonormativity #asexual #aromantic #allonormativity #exmo #ex christian #exmormon #pimo #exlds #ex mormon #apostate #ex religious #bisexual

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noonaishere · 4 months

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Music of the Heart [J.YH] - eleven | the fight scene at the end of the count of monte cristo

Dei’s daughter ran in front of both of you on her way to the hotteok stand.

“Dani! Slow down!”

You and Dei jogged over so she wasn’t waiting in line by herself.

Dei laughed and ruffled her hair. “You should become a track star, you're so fast.”

Dani giggled and leaned so she could catch your eye. “I won the relay race in grade three,” she said proudly.

“Wowww. That’s impressive. I don’t think I ever won a race in school.”

“I’m sure you could, you just have to practice.”

You chuckled.

“Honey, t/n isn’t in school, she’s a few years younger than me.”

“Really?”

You nodded.

“Oh, I thought you were in high school.”

“Do I look that young?”

“You look cool.” Dei gave her a playful tap on the shoulder and then kissed her on the head.

You laughed.

After getting so much food you thought you might become a snake and hibernate to sleep it off, the three of you took a bus ride to the park. Dani ran around chasing birds, while you and Dei talked.

“How old is she?”

“She’s almost in grade five.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, pretty soon she’ll be a teenager and I won't be able to get her to listen to me, and she’ll tell me I’m uncool and stuff.”

“Aww. I mean, not all kids are like that.”

She nodded. “I was like that.”

You laughed.

“Were you like that?”

You nodded slowly. “I guess… but only because my parents and I didn’t see eye to eye at all.”

“You mean outside of general teenage rebellion?”

“Yeah. They had one idea of what my life should be like and I had a totally different idea.”

“I’m sorry.”

You shook your head. “I don’t talk to them anymore so it doesn’t matter.”

Dei looked at you like she wanted to say something else, but she nodded instead. “As long as she’s happy, I’m happy.”

You nodded back. “Then I don’t think she could ever think you’re a bad mom.”

She smiled. “Do you want to know how I had her?”

“...I would think in the normal way, no?”

She laughed.

“Are you an alien?”

She laughed again. “I mean, it’s the weekend and her father isn’t with us.”

“I did notice you were a little cagey when you asked if you could bring her, instead of just asking if you could.”

“I was a little worried you might judge me.”

You shook your head. “I would never.”

She smiled.

“So… where’s her father? If you want to tell me.”

“He was my high school boyfriend. We got married right after graduation. I was in love with him and he seemed resentful that I was pregnant--”

You raised an eyebrow. “Maybe he shouldn’t have gotten you pregnant then.”

She nodded matter-of-factly. “It turns out I didn’t know him as well as I thought I did. Or maybe… I continued to grow up and he didn’t.”

You nodded.

“Not even a year after I had Dani I divorced him when I found him cheating on me.”

“Holy shit,” you gasped.

“Yeah. She sees him once a month.”

“Was it a messy divorce?”

She chuckled. “At first it looked like it was going to be, but then I told his mom what he did to me and she screamed at him for so long… well, she could be the singer of a metal band, I have no idea how she did it. The lungs on that woman.”

You laughed.

“I’m serious, I went and stood outside with her--” she gestured to Dani who was doing cartwheels as she chased the birds “--so she wouldn’t cry from hearing it. But she stopped him from trying to fight me on the divorce.”

“That’s good at least. You’re lucky she was on your side.”

“Yeah, his mom loved me since the first moment he brought me home to meet her but I was still a little surprised. Dani actually sees her grandmother a bit more than she sees her father.”

You nodded. “He doesn’t deserve her. And he didn’t deserve you, good on you for divorcing him.”

She nodded.

“Dani!” A little boy yelled as he ran over, followed at increasing distance by Mingi.

“Chunyoung!” Dani screamed as she ran in his direction.

The two of them collided in the middle and fell to the ground laughing. Mingi helped them up and dusted them both off. Dani said hello to him and then grabbed Chunyoung so he could chase birds with her. Mingi walked over to where you and Dei were sitting.

“I didn’t know you two would be here.”

Dei gestured for him to sit next to her. “If I knew you were taking Chunyoung out today, I would have invited you to the market with us.”

“You went without us? Don’t tell Chunyoung, he’ll cry.”

You and Dei laughed.

“Is Chunyoung your son or…?” You asked.

“He’s my nephew,” Mingi corrected. “My sister works on Saturdays so I normally take him out somewhere so he’s not sitting inside by himself all day.”

You nodded.

“Dani and Chunyoung go to school together, they’ve been friends for…” He looked at Dei for a moment as he thought. “Since they were four?”

“Wow,” you nodded.

“I don’t think I’ve known anyone that long.” Dei admitted.

“Neither do it,” Mingi laughed.

“I used to…”

“Do you not talk to them anymore?” Mingi asked.

“Nah, we fell out a long time ago.”

“Aww!” Dei said as she turned to you. “That’s so sad.”

“Yeah, it was.”

“If you ever see them around, point him out to me and I’ll beat them up for you!” She brandished her fist.

You and Mingi laughed.

“Come on, Dei, you wouldn’t hit someone,” Mingi said.

“I did when I caught my ex cheating! And I would if someone hurt my friend.”

You looked at her for a moment. “We’re friends?”

“Yeah. Shouldn’t we be? We get along well.”

You thought for a moment and then laughed. “Yeah, I guess we are. If you want to be.”

Dei smiled. “I do want to be.”

You smiled back.

“Am I your friend too?” Mingi asked.

“Well, I guess if I met Dei through you, you’d have to be.” You chuckled.

Mingi smiled, self-satisfied.

You chuckled to yourself. “I didn’t know making friends could be so easy as an adult.”

Dei waved the thought away. “Maybe if you worked in some stuffy office where it’s all ‘sunbae’ and ‘hoobae’ and who’s older than who by a few months and ‘oh no, we have a staff dinner and the boss is going to get drunk and flirt with all the female staff again’.”

You laughed.

“Not when you’re a producer who knows a bunch of dancers. We don’t have time for that shit.”

“I’m not a producer.” “You work with them though.” Mingi added.

“Yeah… but I’m not one.”

Mingi and Dei shared a look.

“Do… you two know something that I don’t know?”

“No. But I figure that Maddox and Hongjoong would end up training you at some point. The other studio musicians don’t spend nearly as much time with them as you have.”

“Oh… really?”

“Yeah.” “Oh…” you thought for a moment. “Maybe it’s just because I’m new. And I’m transcribing the back catalog to sheet music, since no one ever did. So maybe they want to keep an eye on me or something?”

Mingi shrugged.

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ironmanfridgemagnet · 1 year

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Sitting On The Shelf - Marcus White x Reader

Part 36 - Part-time Hires

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It had been a long, long morning. Amy had you over at 4:30am, meaning you had to get up at 3:30am - an hour and a half earlier the usual - in order to help Emma get ready for her first day of work. Poor girl had already been put on an early-start without having learnt the ropes yet.

So, you'd been running around Amy's house for the last hour before you set off for the store, helping Emma get ready and hyping her up for the first day on the job. 'One down, 50 years to go,' you'd teased, ignoring the way her eyes had rolled and she'd tried to stifle a laugh.

You were thankful you were of an age where teenagers thought you were the peak of coolness - not old enough to really be an 'adult' yet old enough to do what felt like everything, legally - it really helped ease the affects of teenage angst Emma seemed to be lashing out with. It was never anything major, and never hurt anyone's feelings, but you could tell something was up; and you were sure her parents divorce wasn't helping either.

"So without further ado, it's my great pleasure to welcome our newest part-time employee, Emma Dubanowski." The early start had been worth it. Emma's hair was neatly done and even she had admitted she looked, and felt, better then she had thought she would for her first day on the job.

Glenn's slideshow was an odd surprise addition to the day however, 'welcome Emma' printed in bold, green letters on the Tv screen. "That's very nice of you and also very unnecessary. Oh, there's more."

"14 years ago, our Cloud 9 family got a little bigger." It had begun. A slideshow of Emma's life so far began to play on the screen, Glenn narratingover it with the story of how Emma went from a baby to being a member of staff.

"Mom!"

"I don't know how he got those pictures." Amy was aghast, confused as to where Glenn had got any of the intimate and long ago photos of Emma.

"Oh, I keep a copy of all the photos employees get developed here."

"Oh, God. It's somehow gotten worse." You slumped into your seat, cringing at idea of the sights Glenn had seen just from keeping a copy of each photo developed.

"That's horrifying." Jonah muttered beside you, avoiding your eyes as you turned your head sharply to face him, sudden realisation crossing your features as you remembered some of the things Jonah had mentioned getting developed in the store.

"Stop." You gasped, a hand hitting his shoulder as you tried to contain your laughter. "I told you we should've got them developed at Michaels."

"You don't have any of my photos, because I don't pose for them." Dina asserted, a charming smile gracing her lips as she bragged about her digital footprint - or lack thereof. "You know, if I ever got kidnapped, the police would have quite a time finding a current photo to put on the news."

"Anyway, over the years, we've watched Amy's daughter Emma grow. Who could forget the time that she lost a tooth right here in the store and Elias ate it 'cause he thought it was a Chiclet?"

"Glenn, you're drifting." Jonah murmured, forcing Glenn to conclude his impromptu life story and get back into the morning announcements.

"Oh. Okay, well, we'll finish that later. Anyway, Emma, we are so happy that you're here, and we hope you have a great first day!" Glenn dismissed the break room with a wave of his hand, the slideshow clicking off as everyone got up to start their respective shifts.

Half the break room had already cleared out when glenn finished checking over his list of announcements, settling on one scrawled in pen last minute at the bottom of the page. "Oh, also, starting today is Kelly Watson."

"Hi, everyone. I'm really excited to be here." Unfortunately, Kelly's introduction fell on deaf ears, the break room now empty aside from a few stragglers who, even then, weren't listening.

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You'd somehow convinced Amy to let Emma tag along with you - and consequently Jonah - for at least the first half of her shift, adamant that it wasn't fair for her to be thrown that far in the deep end. Amy disagreed.

However, this had so far resulted in tense small talk between Emma and Jonah as you actually got on with your work, refusing to play the older sibling role you usually would. Emma was quite dismissive of all attempts to converse he made, eyes wandering anywhere but Jonah's face as she idly put things onto the shelf; leading her to notice the coverall-clad warehouse manager before you had.

"Marcus!" Emma had left Jonah's side before you could even register who she'd called out to, her arms wrapped tightly around his waste before you could stop her. And if it hadn't been for the shout of his name from Emma's mouth, the endearing term he returned to her would've forcefully captured your attention.

"There's my girl!"

Marcus tentatively let his arm wrap around her shoulders, half-assedly hugging her back. His eyes were slow to meet yours, slowly working their way up your figure and then to your face, a small smile gracing his lips as he realised you weren't looking away.

My girl. You and Marcus had agreed to be friends, so therefore there was no reason to make things awkward. Sooner or later the butterflies would fade away and then you'd be able to look at him without wishing he was yours - today was not that day though.

"I missed you!" Emma pulled away from the brunette with a toothy smile, chin pressed to his chest as she looked up at him. "Why don't you come over with y/n anymore?"

Marcus was rendered speechless; not only at the fact he had no clue how to explain to the innocent Emma what had happened, but at the fact you'd clearly not shared the news of your seeming break up.

Maybe, there was still hope for the two of you yet.

"We've just been busy, Em." You answered for him, stepping closer to the girl and placing a hand on her shoulder, gently pulling her away from Marcus. "Even I've not been able to make the dinners weekly, you know that."

Ignoring the burning feeling in your fingertips as your hand grazed Marcus's arm, you turned Emma to fully face you. "We'll figure something okay though, okay?" At a quick nod from Emma you pushed her back in the direction of the shelf, urging her to get to work before Amy caught her slacking and took her away from you.

"So..."

"Sorry about that... Marcus." Even you saying his name was enough to get his heart practically jumping out of his chest; and he dreaded to think of the day you understood just how much of an effect you had on him.

"It's no problem y/n, really."

"So, about what happened-"

"I have to go." Marcus left without another word, not able to hear you over the beating on his own heart loud in his ears, the same heart that felt like it would jump out of his chest if he looked at you too long: thought about all the things you made him feel too long.

With a tight lipped frown, you walked back towards Emma and Jonah, ignoring the pang of hurt in your chest as you turned your back to him, avoiding Jonah's intense gaze that silently warned you he'd be brining this up later.

"So ninth grade. Fidget spinners, huh?"

Another lousy attempt at small talk from Jonah, although this time, thankfully, it was intercepted by the appearance of a less-then-pleased Amy. "Hey. Don't distract Jonah."

Emma groaned and rolled her eyes before turning to face her mother, a scowl already crossing her face. "I wasn't."

Jonah lent against the spinning display of stuffed animals, a proud smile on his face as he corrected Amy's accusation. He slung his other arm around you, giving you the hug you well needed after your brief confrontation with Marcus. "We were just gabbing."

"Go collect the clothes from the dressing rooms, then fold them, hang them, put them on the racks, and I'll come show you how to scrub down the bathrooms." Amy really wasn't cracking on her 'just like everyone else' policy, huh.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously. Lose the attitude. Go." Emma walked away with a loud sigh, oblivious to how Amy was mocking her attitude the moment she turned her back.

Jonah frowned, his face scrunched in confusion as to why Amy was treating Emma so harshly - as though you hadn't been doing your most to act like you would with every other employee. "Wow. Pretty tough on her. I feel like I barely did anything my first day."

"Yeah, we all felt that way."

"I literally watched Garrett hand you the 'look like you're doing something' box. I walked with you while you pretended to do stuff." You laughed at the brunette, thinking back to his first day that felt like year ago and yesterday at the same time. So much had happened since then.

"She just has such an attitude since the divorce." Amy confirmed, explaining why she was treating Emma the way she was. "That's why I'm making her work here. I'm hoping she gets some discipline."

Jonah removed his arm from around you as he gestured at Amy, brow creased in thought. "And you're not worried that if you're too hard on her, Adam gets to be the good guy?"

"What? No."

Jonah tucked both his hands in his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet as uncertainty filled his being. "It's just that when my parents separated, they both wanted to be the favourite. I came home one day and my Dad had gotten me a ten-disc box set of Churchill speeches." A soft smile curled on his face as he thought back on what he deemed a fond memory.

"My mom dated this guy called Neil once - I think I met him a total of three times - bought me this fat stack of Pokémon cards to open and even got me flowers on Valentine's Day. I liked him more then I ever liked my mom." You concurred, backing Jonah's point despite Amy's confused look.

"Point is." Jonah continued, arm returning around you as he attempted to explain to Amy the divide that comes with having divorced parents. "I'm still closer with him than I am with my Mom. Although that might be because he doesn't send me long, pointless texts about book club."

"Yeah, see, Latino parents are different. We don't really need our kids to like us." Amy let out a whistle sigh, facing dropping to convey all seriousness as she stared at Jonah. "We just break their spirit so the world doesn't."

"Huh. And why why do you pierce your babies' ears so earl..."

Amy cut jonah off before he could even begin - and rightly so - turning and following after Emma. "I am not on a panel. This is not "ask a Latina.""

"Got it. I'll just find out on Reddit." Jonah mumbled to himself, turning back to the shelf that had been half-restocked, Emma's section barley done and yours almost complete. With a long, drawn out and unusually uncomfortable pause, jonah turned to you, lips pursed as he let out a low whistle, breaking the silence. "Are we going to talk about what happened between you and Marcus earlier?"

"Not if I can help it." You replied, turning around to work on a different portion of the shelf now that you were one man down and trying to compensate for the lack of Emma's presence - not that she was doing much to begin with.

"Why?" Jonah whined, throwing his head back with a sigh as you continued to ignore him. "It's clear he still likes you."

"Believe me, he made it very clear to me he wanted to just be friends." Jonah scoffed at your words, having seen the display just minutes ago and noticing the way Marcus had looked at you. Not that he would ever say it out loud, but he knows that look - he knows how it looks to look at you with that look - and how it feels. If Marcus didn't still have feelings for you, then Jonah's name wasn't Jonah.

"Yeah, well, trust me on this one, peach. He likes you!"

"As much as I'd like to believe you J, I won't until Marcus tells me himself - and what he has told me, is we should be friends." Before Jonah could fight against your claim even more, you offered him the crease of your elbow, adjusting your posture and asking, with your best old Englishman impression, "Coffee?"

Jonah let it slide, linking his arm in yours. "Thought you'd never ask."

The display could be finished some other time, you thought.

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"Hey, can I talk to you for a second? It's kinda personal."

Garrett had already hunted you down within the store, and had then switched your search to Jonah, his unusually quiet demeanour beginning to scare you. It wasn't like Garrett to act so... nervous or worried, and it was really beginning to stress you out.

"Yeah, sure, sure."

"Okay, well, first of all, you need to calm down." Jonah seemed far too excited for the two-on-one seemingly need-to-know basis chat, especially when considering the tense look that riddled Garretts face and creased his forehead.

"I'm calm. Calm. Just, you know, my roomie's coming to me for a little heart-to-heart." A warm, pleased smile curled onto Jonah's lips and, what you thought was a blush, filled the apples of his checks as he dismissed his excitement for the intimate conversation. "It's, uh, it's a good day. It's a really, it's a really good day."

"How come you never had this reaction when I wanted to open up to you?" You were more teasing in your words but a deeper blush filled Jonah's cheeks at the question.

"You always open up to me, peach. It's something I treasure about our friendship. But this? This is new." With a pinch to your arm, Jonah turned back to Garrett with an intense gaze, excited to hear whatever he had to say - even if it was the smallest of secrets.

"Basically, Dina and I decided together to break up. And now she's going around, she's telling everybody that she dumped me..." Your face contorted at the statement, confused as to why this was seemingly such a big deal to Garrett. Despite your feelings he cared more deeply about Dina then he said, he had been pretty adamant they were together just for the sex.

"Oh."

Garrett let out a loud sigh, hand running across his face as he came to terms with everything that had happened so far today. "Which is not true. It was mutual."

"Okay."

"Can you stop active listening?" Garrett snapped at Jonah, the brunette clamping his mouth shut and bringing a hand to his chin as he replaced his more vocal attempt at listening with a physical one.

"Just continue, Gare."

"And I feel like I want to let everyone know, but Dina's in a rough place, and I don't want it to look like I'm kicking her when she's down."

Before you could interject with - what you believed - was some sound advice, Jonah exemplified him active listening with some active recall. "Got it, okay, so unh. Let's unpack this. Uh, it sounds to me like you're looking for a way to let everybody know what happened with you and Dina without it reflecting poorly on you."

"That's exactly what I just said."

Jonah stood deep in thought, Garretts eyes rolling at the concerned look that graced the brunettes features. "Okay. That's a toughie. That is a tough, tough, toughie."

"What I think Jonah means, Gare, is that there's no way you won't look like the bad guy in this situation." You interjected, sparing Garrett and yourself the trauma of listening to Jonah's commentary of a thought process. "Besides, why do you care so much? How can you guys break up if you were never actually together?"

Garrett seemed to have had enough buttons pushed with your final question, pointing out the main issue with this whole 'break up' in the first place - that Garrett cared for Dina and the relationship they agreed upon in a more then friends with benefits way. "Okay, this isn't gonna work."

"Wait, no, no, no, no! I can do better. Let me, give me a do-over. Come back." Jonah scrambled to find a reason that would get Garrett to let him try again, determined to not lose this new level of closeness now that Garrett had opened up to him. "I'll pretend like this didn't happen."

"It's okay, J." You promised, squeezing his shoulder gently and turning him to face you, pulling him along with you as you went towards the chip aisle. "We'll get him next time, besides, I've got a plan."

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"All right. I, uh I messed up before. I'm sorry. I, I was listening, but I wasn't really hearing. So here's what we're gonna do." Jonah and you had concocted a plan to get Garrett to feel better that consisted largely of food and relaxation: Garrett's third favourite thing after you and video games. "Tonight, gonna pop open a couple brewskis, we're gonna get ourselves a nice pie pizza pie, not pecan or whatever and we are gonna watch ourselves a little movie called "Bad Boys 2" and get you through this breakup thing roomie-style."

"Roomie and y/n style." You corrected, pointing between yourself, Jonah and Garrett and the 6 pack on the customer service counter with way too much enthusiasm for Garrett right now.

"All right. That's enough." Garrett picked up the microphone, buzzing the intercom to life for a store wide announcement that you had a suspicious feelings as going to detail his version of events. "Attention, Cloud 9 employees! I am fine. Dina did not break up with me, and actually, if you want to get real about it, it was my idea. I was trying to be a nice guy."

"Garrett." You warned, even using your friends full name for a change. He was taking things too far by making an announcement on the subject, and you were sure that whatever he was to say next would only make things worse.

"I got this." He reassured, pressing the speak button on the microphone once more. "So if you want to feel bad for somebody, feel bad for Dina, 'cause she's the one seeing the shrink."

You and Jonah both gasped at the knowledge Garrett just revealed - unintentional or not, it was a low blow, and he should've just stopped while he was ahead; maybe even just have let Dina have the last word.

Garrett's face paled, aghast as he tried to talk himself out of the grave he'd just dug himself. "That was something I shouldn't have said. Sorry about that. Please pretend you didn't hear that. Have a good day."

Jonah let out a low whistle, grabbing the six pack off the counter top with the intention of returning it to where he'd got it from. "I'm gonna just put these back."

Pulling away from your beloved spot at the customer service desk, you joined Jonah, leaving Garrett to figure out he needed to apologise to Dina himself, though he seemed readily aware of that. "Yeah and it's like, totally time for me to clock out. Maybe you should do the same, Gare. Maybe take some flowers with you too - I don't know."

Garrett didn't blame the two of you for leaving after the shit show of an announcement, hanging his head in shame and thought as he figured out how he could fix things with Dina now he'd fucked up big time. "Goodnight, guys." Though Garrett didn't think either of you heard him, he said to anyway, leaving the desk in search of Dina who he owed the biggest apology to.

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The whole walk to the break room was filled with thoughts as to why on earth Garrett would say what he said, the thought so overwhelming that you didn't notice Marcus's presence in the break room until you closed your closed your locker door and found him standing on the other side, leaning against the cold metal.

"You didn't tell Emma we broke up?"

Marcus's forehead was wrinkled with confusion, arms crossed across his chest which only made them look bigger, more muscular, then usual. After staring at him for a beat too long, you looked back to your handful of things, turning and dumping them all on the nearest table and sorting through them.

"Must have slipped my mind." You muttered, hastily shoving things in your bag, knowing full well why you hadn't mentioned it to Emma. Through out the whole store rebuild, you'd been able to make excuses about Marcus's absence in your life, holding out on the thought you'd talk in person and fix things - and while that hadn't happened it was months too late to explain it to Emma now. "What does it matter?"

"Y/n..." Despite the soft look on his face, Marcus's tone of voice had a certain edge to it that worried you. Suddenly, he couldn't hold your gaze, and begin to fidget where he stood. "We're not together anymore, that's why it matters. Poor kids going to get confused."

"I don't know, Marcus." Dropping whatever you had been trying to shove into your bag, you let out a sigh, hands gripping the table as your head dropped. "Maybe because I thought things would be different."

Marcus's entire demeanour changed at that, moving away from the lockers he had leaned against to move closer to you. Apprehensive in his movements, Marcus reached out for you, sure this was the sign he'd been looking for that things could be salvaged between the two of you, however, his hand dropped as you turned to face him, not wanting to take things too far or out of context. It was better this way, he assured himself.

"Maybe they still can be."

It was all you'd wanted to hear, that things could be fixed, and that the two of you could go back to how things used to be - nights spent cuddled up in your apartment, eating take out with a movie on in the background, far too lost in the other to really focus on the film - but then you thought back to your last conversation in the break room, and those good times in your apartment seemed too far away to reach. "Well, from what I recall, you made it pretty clear you wanted to be friends."

Marcus frowned, arms folding across his chest again as he stepped closer to you. "I don't recall you disagreeing." He'd said it as soft spoken as he could, though the words rubbed you wrong, something about them feeling insincere as feelings of insecurity bubbled within you. Things were too far gone to be fixed, you'd been sure of it and now this? This seemed unreal - and not in the good way.

"I don't recall you asking." You spat, picking up your bag and hauling it onto your shoulder, coat being held in your hands as turned away from him, leaving the break room with a big bubble of hurt in your chest. You'd heard exactly what you wanted from Marcus and yet, it didn't change anything for you; you didn't feel any better about what had happened or your relationship with Marcus. Why?

Marcus stood in shock in the break room, hands tucked into the pockets of his coveralls as he stared longingly at the door. The perfect opportunity had arisen for things to be worked out, and yet, they hadn't been. You'd both practically confessed to how you'd wished you'd still been together, and yet you weren't. Why?

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As you walked through the back of the store, coat half on and bag slung loosely over your shoulder, you noticed Glenn gleaming down at a seemingly afraid new hire. What was her name again? Kathy? Katie? Chloe?

"Yeah. Just, tomorrow, try and remember to clock in, 'cause that way, you'll get paid. But, you know, great dry run." Glenn patted her shoulder roughly, a tight lipped smile covering his face before walking away, ignoring they way she spluttered her way to an explanation. "Good night!"

"Kelly, is it?" The blonde slumped-in-defeat posture quickly straightened as she realised she wasn't the only person in the room, hands smoothing down the front of her outfit before she turned to face you. "You not clock in today?"

"Nobody told me." With a deep frown, she avoided your gaze, assuming you were here to dig into her just like Glenn had. "I didn't have to do it at my old job so-"

"Hey, it's no stress." You dismissed with a shake of your head, reaching your hand out to her which she carefully held, unsure at where you were going with this. "We'll go jimmy the machine for you, it's not too hard."

"What?" Kelly hadn't seen a glimmer of kindness in the St Louis store on her first day - which had been mostly spent confused and alone - now however, she was beginning to think she may like it here much more then she first thought.

"Yeah, I figured out how to do it a while back." You replied enthusiastically, holding the blondes hand tightly as you directed the pair of you towards the clock in machine. "I forget to clock in all the time - unless I see someone else doing it - doesn't mean I should be docked my hard earned pay, right?"

"Right." Kelly pulled out her clock in card at your request, placing it gently in the palm of your hand so that you could click her in and fix her earlier mistake. "I'm Kelly... but you already knew that."

"Y/n." You smiled back at the shorter girl, handing back the clock in card as the screen lit up green showing the success to your efforts. "Welcome to cloud 9, Kelly. I'm sure you'll come to love it here."

The blondes eyes didn't leave yours as a wide smile curved onto her lips for the first time today. "Yeah, I think I will."

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I have made a serious and continuous lapse in my judgement and😔😔😔😔 Jk

So..... 3 months was quite the unexpected hiatus

my boyfriend of two years broke up with me and then I had this rebound Christmas fling and then I had my mock exams and amongst other things it's been a pretty hectic few months. But I'm here!!!!! And hopefully back with some more passion for writing again and a semi-regular upload schedule.

With the new year I hope to bring some new beginnings - so....... going to try a bi-weekly Wednesday uploads for SOTS and hopefully bi-weekly Friday requests uploads 😩😩😩 let's see how well that goes lol (I've had a Jonah fix ready for 5 MONTHS just haven't edited it 😭😭)

Thank you for all of your support and patience with me!!! Love you guys <33 and, as always, have a lovely week!!!!

(We can all thank the completion of this part finally due to a Marcus edit I saw on TikTok 🙏🏼🙏🏼 I saw it and was like "that's my white boy!!!! I miss him!!!!)

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wheeler-beretta-harwood · 2 years

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So imagine time you and you AEW love have gotten engaged and moved into a dream house, but something’s missing. A furbaby! What pet are you picking out, their name, are they treated like an animal or a baby? Tell me everything.

I let out a content sigh as Trent and I sit in our backyard, steaks on the grill, a cool beer in front of both of us. He looks over at me and grins. "What got you all smiley?"

"Nothing...everything. We're getting married, we now have this wonderful house, you're sitting here with me. Just life. Life got me all smiley."

He reaches across the table and takes my hand in his. "Good to hear you are pleasantly surprised with the outcome of our relationship."

I chuckle a bit at his comment. "Yep, I am. There's only one thing missing really."

"What's that?" I can tell by the way his eyebrows shoot up that he thinks I'll make a nasty sexual reference.

"A little someone to run around in this backyard..." I let my voice trail off and watch in amusement as his playful expression leaves his features, sheer panic now in his eyes. We have never talked about having kids, and I don't think we will. It's just never been important to either of us.

I laugh out loud at him. "Don't worry, Dorkie. I was talking about a dog." I laugh again as his whole body hits the back of his chair, a sigh of relief leaving his mouth.

"You are one mean bitch. If you ever do that again, I'm getting a divorce." He states which makes me laugh even more.

"We're not even married yet."

"Well then, marriage is off the table!" He stresses every single syllable as he gets up to check on our steaks. He puts them on a plate and walks back over to me.

"Seriously, Trent, what do you think about it?" I say before I thank him for the steak, it smells delicious.

"I don't know, Sweetcheeks, I feel like we shouldn't. At least not right now. Maybe when I quit wrestling, we could work on it." I can tell he is painfully uncomfortable with the conversation, trying to beat around the bush.

"About getting a dog, Trent!"

"Ooohhh...yeah, sounds like a good idea. We could go check the local shelter tomorrow?" He tries to play it cool now, but I know he is just as excited as I am.

I mockingly shake my head at him while taking a bite. "Sounds like a plan, Dorkie."

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When we enter the shelter, and see seemingly endless rows of animals stuffed in small cages, both our hearts sink. We share a look, our silent agreement to safe one of these poor souls. He grabs my hand and we start looking at the dogs. Surprisingly, we both stop at the same cage and kneel down in front of it. There are two dogs inside, a small black one with long, fluffy ears, and a big, chocolate brown one, who has the facial expression of a calm giant.

Trent and I share a look and nod to each other before we go to the nice lady working there and ask her more about the dog.....s. Apparently, we did not fall in love with the same one. While the black one stole my heart, Trent got all heart eyes for the big one.

The lady smiles at us and explains that these two have been together for years, and should not be separated. Then she tells us their previous owner had passed away and the family did not want to keep the dogs, that is how they ended here.

I pull Trent to the side, taking his hands in mine and try to find a good way to start, but I just can't find the right words.

"Yes, Sweetcheeks, we're getting both." He matter-of-factly states before lightly pecking my lips. I smile up at him, amazed at how he can always tell what I am thinking, and nod.

We go back to the dogs, and say we'd gladly take the two home. After we get the paperwork done and pay, we put both of them on a leash and walk over to our car. On our way there, we decide we will not change their names, as they've had them for years now. So we stick with Piri, the small black lady, and Merlin, the brown male.

We stop to buy some essential supplies such as food, toys, blankets and dog pillows on our way home. Both dogs are actually very well behaved and seem to be rather calm, which is probably because of the fact that they have each other.

When we arrive at home, Trent pets both of them and shows them around the house as if they were human, explaining to them where the guestroom is, how the fridge holds all the good stuff and so on. I laugh at the whole situation, and can't help but admire Trent. He is so enthusiastic about it, it is endearing.

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A few weeks later, Trent returns from a long week away in Chicago, where he wrestled at the Forbidden Door PPV. As soon as he walks through the door, he shouts. "Now where's my beautiful girl?!" He looks around and smiles brightly when he sees her running towards him, standing up against his leg. "There you are! I've missed you so much!" He lifts Piri up and swirls around with her before putting her back on the floors, gently rubbing her head.

I scoff a little and look over to Merlin sprawled out on his blanket. He had raised his head, but now puts it down again, not even thinking about greeting Trent. I smile at his reaction, and still find it funny how we both fell in love with one of the dogs, but they decided they wanted it to be the other way around.

"I remember a time when I was 'your beautiful girl'." I say as I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his waist to pull him as close as possible.

"Awwww, Sweetcheeks, jealousy is not a good look on you." He teases before running a hand through my hair and pulling me in for a passionate kiss. I smile against his lips and run my hands up his back. When we pull apart, I brush our noses together. "I've missed you, Trent. And I'm really proud of you, you were fantastic at Forbidden Door."

He seems flattered by my compliment. "Thanks, my other beautiful girl."

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complete-idiot-in-love · 5 months

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Once Upon a Witchlight: Episode 46 (SPOILERS AHEAD)

This episode was SO DAMN ROUGH, BE WARNED GUYS!! LITERALLY ALMOST CRIED FROM IT FR FR

I'M NEVER GOING TO EMOTIONALLY RECOVER

OH NO, TECHNICAL ISSUES WITH THE BEAN FOOTAGE

Haha Andy and Gary Goodberry! Yes!!

ANDY GOT ROASTED BY GARY

Gary has had four wives confirmed /j

Andy is so gender, like bro give me some fr fr

Hootsie plush is so cute

Andy get off ya phone, Nikkie is DMing /j

Blue roses? Like the ones in Twig’s eyes?

OH FUCK, THERES A JABBERWOCK STATUE

Blue and red roses mixing together? I wonder what that's for

Jabberwocky vs Jabberwock debate, personally I don't care which they say cause it's literally a one letter difference.

These dudes can do either so much in one in-game day or absolutely nothing in one in-game day, no in-between lmao.

“Torbek feels bad about eating all those cookies now” Bro don’t feel bad, she practically force-fed ya like five of ‘em

I love Nikkie’s cool ass leather jacket this episode, girlboss fr fr

Torbek has IBS, that's totally something he'd have with how much of a garbage disposal he is, bro eats rubber hoses, feathers, dirt, literal trash water, basically anything he can get ahold of and expects nothing bad to happen

GRICKO STOP, IF TORBEK PUKES I'M GONNA PUKE FR FR (I HATE PUKING SOUNDS)

Frosty totally is a weird trick or treater, bro gets excited over black licorice and math

Old man frosty needs his glasses to read, such an old man

“This must be what Gricko feels like all the time” BUUUUURRRRRRNNNNN!!!!

Torbek can't read (T-T) I would definitely read to him :(

I bet money that the Vorpal sword is the one Skabatha wrote about in the wanted poster for that “Billy of the feywild” guy

WE NEED A HERSHEY PARK ONESHOT FR FR

Gideon being coaxed to try and rip the sword from the stone is so funny, i'm surprised they didn't call him a bitch lmao

Vandalizing private property is more important to Kremy then the multiple times they've ALL done indecent exposure

Father divorce arc 2: electric boogaloo /j

Torbek drinks water like a dog, bro just sticks his whole face in it

YOOOOOOOO NAT 20 FOR PULLING THE SWORD OUT OF THE FOUNTAIN YEEEEEES

My fire dad is so cool!!

“Im not afraid of this” Famous last words from Gricko considering what i’ve heard happens at the end of the episode

Torbek back at it again with the “alleged” public masturbation charges

Polycule watches Gideon masturbate and have done it before /j these dudes are so dumb, but I love em

My S/I would be grossed out at the idea though

Take “getting head” to a whole new level /j

Andy’s hair is so gender, I wish I had hair half as good as his fr fr

When they all started singing kiss from a rose I legitimately choked on my pomegranate seeds because it caught me so off guard

Gideon ranting about final fantasy is so funny because i can see my S/I being like “What the fuck are you talking about, Gid?”

ANOTHER NAT 20, GIDEON IS REALLY PUTTING THE FIRE IN FIRE GENASI THESE PAST FEW EPISODES

OH GOD, THE FOUNTAIN IS CUMMING ITSELF AFTER LOSING ITS HEAD

PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON GIDEON

“Help me guhlump” Suggestive Kremy + Gideon moment

ANOTHER NAT 20??????? OMFG

Richie doing the “Okay, Okay” to Nikkie is SO DAMN FUNNY, TWINS FR FR

Gricko chasing Torbek around with the Jabberwock head is so family coded

TRY PAINTING THE ROSE ON THE SWORD PURPLE FOR GODS SAKE

I love it when Torbek gets all smart and talks with big words

B&E is a family activity, They all take my S/I for their first crime and end up at an ice cream parlor

Gricko is a good dad, so supportive of Hootsie and all her stuff

Kingdom hearts reference yessss

Torbek once again references Agdon Longscarf again with the whole “Take it from Torbek, you can't get red out of blue” thing

Ooooo, who's the little girl???

SHE'S PLAYING WITH KNIGHTS MADE OF METAL, GLASS, WOOD, CLAY AND BONE!!! THAT'S THEIR THINGS FROM THE BEAN FOOTAGE!!!! ALSO SHE'S HAVING THEM FIGHT A STUFFED JABBERWOCK?? FORESHADOWING???

Ah yes Kremy, insult the mysterious child to her face

SHE'S SO CUTE, I LOVE MORGANA (Persona 5 reference???)

She’s sus tho, why is she in the desert??

Gricko… Hootsie would absolutely destroy the toys, don't let her play w them

Gideon being very brutal to the poor girl >:(

Her grandmother doesn't want her to see the prince anymore??? VERY SUS

Torbek making friends is nice :)

OH MY GOD SHE KILLED GIDEON, HE'S A MARIONETTE TOO

SHE TURNED TORBEK INTO WOODY, WE GOT TWO SOUTHERN MEN NOW

Keep the snake in your pants Torbek, please

OH GOD SHE’S TURNING EVERYONE INTO DIFFERENT THINGS

CHUCKLES IS BACK, YAAAAAAAAA YYY!!!!

Torbek stepped on his “snake” lmao

FROSTY’S A MIME YESS, TWO CLOWNS!! NOW ALL WE NEED IS KREMY TO BE SOMETHING AND THE WHOLE FAM WILL BE TRANSFORMED

Also my S/I would be freaking TF out about everyone being turned into weird things, like three seconds away from a mental breakdown freaked out

Derek is too good at being a mime, bro really has 100+ different skills

KREMY AND GRICKO, STOP BEING MEAN TO THE BABY GIRL

MACHO MAN GIDEON SAVAGE!!

TRANSFORM MY ALLIGATOR DAD MORGANA, MAKE HIM SUFFER

MR. POTATO HEAD KREMY WITH A BROOKLYN ACCENT LMAO

OH FUCK, SHE KILLED CHUCKLES

Kremy shitting out a new mustache and new top hat made me literally choke

PRINCESS GOBLINETTE!!!!

She's changing mime frost, i really liked that one

Torbek lost his damn snake omfg

If I was also changed, I’d want to be a squishmallow fr fr. I love those fuckin things

FROST IS A KEN DOLL, OMFG SHE'S HAD KENOUGH

YAY BRET’S BACK!!!!

“Let's find out, can you open your ass?” HHSHSHSHSAHAHAHAA YESSS

Bret’s house and Torbek’s “snake” is in Kremy’s house lmao

“It's hiiiiiiiiiiigh time we come up with a plan” OVERWATCH REFERENCE FROM TORBEK??

I love goblinette so much, mikey does such a funny girl voice

Twig has her eyes back!

“Whattya think fellas, we whack grandma?” MOBSTER POTATO KREMY LMAOOOOO

Has Twig always been a puppet??? Or is Morgana just being a lil silly and thinking OUR Twig is HER Twig cause she’s a BROWNIE!!

Gideon and Torbek immediately trying to summon Bullyjugs is so damn funny, fuckin pervs! /j

Torbek being shoulder deep in Kremy’s ass lmao “There ain't no eyeballs in this ass!”

Chaotic polycule fr fr, I love these goofy bitches

IS MORGANA TASHA? NIKKIE SAID “You cannot see that boy anymore Ta- I mean Morgana, you cannot see him!” AND SHE HAS SISTERS LIKE THE FOUR HAGS AND IS THE BABY!!

I really like cowboy Torbek, He is very funny and the accent is really nice

TWIG IS A PERSON, NOBODY OWNS HER >:(

YAY, TWIG IS COMING WITH DA PARTY!

“Make like a tree and get da fuck out of here” HA

OH FUCK, WE’RE IN AN HOURGLASS AND NIKKIE IS USING HER BAVLORNA VOICE (I don’t think its Bavlorna though) WE’RE GONNA GET CRUSHED BY SAND

OH FUCK, THE JABBERWOCK

The Jabberwock figure looks so cool!!!! Whoever painted it did a really good job

NATURAL 20 FOR INITIATIVE FROM GIDEON!! SOMEBODY CHECK HIS DICE FR FR /J

“I'm last with a 13” Nah Andy, I rolled a damn 12 with a +0 so I’M last (I like to roll for shits n giggles uwu)

NAT 20 FOR KREMY ON A DEX SAVE AGAINST THE JABBERWOCK (I rolled a 16)

HOOTSIE GOT A NAT 20 TOO!!!!

38 POINTS OF DAMAGE TO ANYONE WHO GOT A 17 OR LESS??? BRO I’D ALREADY BE DEAD (My constitution is 17 with a modifier of +3, idk if I’d actually be dead but it would be hella funny to imagine I take one attack and boom I’m dead)

I think at max, I’d have 43 health so while alive I’d be VERY HURT (5 health remaining)

FROST AND I ARE ALREADY DEAD AND GRICKO IS CLOSE BEHIND, BRO WE’RE FUCKED

Why the hell does it want the chess pieces????

Good idea using cure wounds on Frost, he’s waaay too OP to let die.

Frost using magic circle on Fey creatures just gives me a funny/sad idea of since satyrs are technically fey creatures, my S/I being left for dead outside the circle with the Jabberwock by accident.

DAD N0000000, GIDEON DIED!!!

TWO AUTO DEATH FAILS FOR GID NOOOOOOO

*Ominous jazz starts playing* I love my alligator dad

“Come get me ya big bitch” Kremy protecting his family!!!

JDDJSJJSDDJ (T-T) TORBEK TRYING TO REASON WITH IT MAKES ME SO SAAAAAD, PROTECT THAT MAN AT ALL COST FR FR

GIDEON FUCKIN DIED

KREMY NOOOOOO, BOTH MY DADS AND I ARE DEAD

GRICKO IS TRYING TO SAVE HIS DAUGHTER AND TELLING HER TO RUN AHAHAAAAAAAA (T-T)

FROST TRYING TO STOP IT AND HE'S CRYING, THE MAN WHO NEVER SHOWS EMOTION IS CRYING

BEATING TORBEK WITH KREMY’S DEAD BODY, WHY NIKKIE WHY???

KREMY FUCKIN DIED, IM SO SAD

TORBEK IS TRYING TO GET GOREBEK OUT TO PROTECT HIS FAMILY, HAHASASHFKSHFN (T-T)

WE’RE ALL SO FUCKED MAN, SO DAMN FUCKED

TORBEK IS DEAD, NOOOOOOO MY GIRLFAILURE BESTIE!!!!

“Torbek burbled in his pants” “I heard they do that” ANDY, GIDEON STOP TALKIN BOUT DEAD PEOPLE SHITTING THEMSELVES

DON’T YOU DARE KILL HOOTSIE NIKKIE, I SWEAR TO THE GODS

GRICKO GOT A NAT 20 BUT NIKKIE DREADED IT

HOOTSIE GOT A NAT 1 AND GOT FUCKIN KILLED, MY HEART NOOOOOO

WE’RE ALL SO DEAD

THE JABBERWOCK KILLED ALL OF US AND TOOK OUR COMMUNICATORS, WHAT A DICK

Nikkie is gonna rip Mace’s iPad in half haha /j

#self ship #self shipping #self ship stuff #self ship community #self insert #*cries so hard*#canon can suck my metaphorical dick #a family can be a bunch of criminals and their adopted satyr child

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Disillusioned

Whenever I’d find something that I wrote when I was younger, I’d be surprised because it’s like a different person. You know, I kept writing about how I wanted to get married and build a home and have kids eww. I'd wonder what was I thinking back then, and my paternal grandparents crossed my mind. I remember now why I was hopeless romantic as a kid, it’s quite weird but I have reasons! During those times I would visit my dad’s hometown and I would see my grandparents acting so sweet so I guess I got disillusioned by the idea of marriage back then. My grandparents would call each other sangkay which means friend in Waray. They were bestfriends before they got married so whenever someone would ask me before, I’d tell them I want to marry my bestfriend haha. I’m not in good terms with my grandfather when I was younger because, you know, I kept playing pranks on him but we’re okay now. My grandmother was a sweet woman, she would give me money when I want to go buy something and she would bake me cookies! On the contrary, my grandfather was like, super strict I’m afraid of him sometimes as a child but not too afraid to stop myself from doing pranks so he would chase me around with a stick or a broom. Okay I have to admit my pranks are quite extreme especially when I overfed his favorite pet. That chicken used for fighting, I don't remember what it's called but that chicken died. I didn't know it will die my gosh I was 8 years old! Looking back, I wonder how they made their marriage work they’re too different, like the opposite of one another. I remember they would go on dates, smile at each other, and take care of one another. My grandmother died three years ago, and I’m still brokenhearted over it, and my dad was worried about my grandpa because he kept on telling us how he wants to follow my grandma in heaven. Sometimes my dad would visit my grandpa and he’ll tell me how somber my grandpa looks but I’m glad my uncles and aunties are taking care of him. Now that I’m older, I realized how rare that kind of relationship is. People around me takes relationships so casually, and I guess that’s the norm now. I’m more familiar with the love that was passionate at the start and then it will cool down as time passes by. I’ve seen lovers who swore loyalty to each other only to destroy one another when the feeling was no longer there. I no longer believe in a lifetime kind of love. It’s possible, but it’s rare. Now that I thought of it, I no longer have feelings for my first love either. I don’t know when it stopped, but when I think of him, it’s like a distant memory. It’s like watching a horror movie and feeling terrified but you don’t identify with the characters because you’re just a viewer, that kind of feeling. I don’t remember his face, or his voice, or the way I once felt for him. It’s completely empty. But it’s quite sad, losing something you thought would last for a long time. It’s really just a passing feeling. If I’m going to marry someone, I no longer want it to be based on love. It’s not going to last. I want it to be based on, hmm, probably on trust and respect? I’m sure I’m gonna stick around if I marry someone I look up to and has admirable qualities. Someone I can respect and has the same goals and values as me. I probably don’t want to get married here in my country because I want to get divorce the moment we both lose the feeling, and there's still no divorce here! Seriously, I’d rather get divorce than be cheated on. There is no way I’m gonna forgive cheating. I know people who cheats and I still find them disgusting but of course I won’t tell them that. It’s none of my business anyway. But if it happens to me I’m seriously gonna destroy that person even if I loved him once. I’m the type to end things before it gets ugly so please please enact the Divorce Bill now lol. Seriously, I’m only getting married if I can get a divorce later.

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cksmart-world · 1 year

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SMART BOMB

The Completely Unnecessary News Analysisle t

By Christopher Smart

April 18, 2023

IT'S TIKTOK, STUPID

t's a conspiracy. It's Chinese subterfuge to employ TikTok strategically to make its 150 million American users dumber by giving them stupid ideas they will think are cool. Just look at TikTok's “challenges,” like the “Gorilla Glue Girl (Hair Styling)” challenge, the “Erection Cream Lip Plumper” challenge, the “Pee Your Pants” challenge and many others. No Wilson, we aren't making this up. Pretty soon we will be a nation of “ignorant sloths,” lamented columnist Kathleen Parker. Even Congress is freaking out. It's a national threat, warned Congressman Mike Gallagher. "It's not just exfiltrating data from an American phone,” he said, “it's what they're able to push to Americans through the algorithm — control our sense of reality, control the news, meddle in future elections." Eee gads! Brave New World! TikTok's data theft also poses peril to national security. For instance, through TikTok the Chinese knew long ago that Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas was accepting million dollar vacations from billionaire Harlan Crow. And they knew Ginni Thomas planned Jan. 6. They knew Ivanka dyed her hair red and moved to Buenos Aires under the name Marla Maples. They even knew Kim K and Kanye West weren't really divorced. If that isn't a threat to national security, what is?

IT CAN ALWAYS GET WORSE

Call it reverse optimism. When things are going to hell in a fanny pack some people have the audacity to say, “Well, it could be worse.” That might make you feel better or you could want to smack them upside the head. For example, some motorists have complained as of late about the auto-eating chuckholes that make driving in Salt Lake City something like “Survivor,” the popular TV program. But it could be worse. They could be in Kiev, Ukraine where reality TV appears as a bunch of spoiled Americans fighting boredom instead of Russians. It can always get worse. The Utah Legislature, in lock step with other Red States, likes to make life difficult for transgender folks by limiting sports, healthcare and restrooms. But in Uganda, trans people face the death penalty, which severely limits debate on transgender girls soccer. It can always get worse. The denizens of St. George were buffeted by the gales of political correctness when the name of their beloved Dixie State College was deemed insensitive and racist. After headlines and turmoil, St. George's righteous leaders renamed it Utah Tech. But that was before they were beset with drag shows and the perceived ruination of childhood by bearded men in bustiers and fishnet stockings — it can always get worse.

DOES THE 2ND AMENDMENT APPLY TO THE UNBORN

We could talk — or argue — about abortion and guns forever and get nowhere. But a new twist in the gun-rights/right-to-life debate could shed fresh light on the controversy that could yield some kind of resolution: The proposition that fetuses have the right to bear arms. Think of Wayne LaPierre — only a good fetus with a gun can stop a bad fetus with a gun. Now some would argue that if fetuses didn't have guns at all, good fetuses wouldn't have to stop bad fetuses. But that's backward thinking because how are you going to disarm all those fetuses with AR-15s. This is, in the end, a mental health issue. All we have to do is determine which of those gun-toting gametes aren't stable and should not be packing if, in fact, red-flag laws apply to the unborn. The argument being that if those cute little zygotes have all the rights of folks with fully-formed eyes and ears, then, by gosh, they should have to obey the laws, as well. It should come as no surprise then that this has divided Republicans, who, on one side say red-flag laws do apply to fetuses, versus those who say they don't. And that gets right back to the 2nd Amendment and the big question: Can first trimester zygotes belong to a well-regulated militia.

Post script — You heard it, mayors Erin Mendenhall and Jenny Wilson not only uttered the “F” word, they sang it out like Julie Andrews in “The Sound of Music.” The hills are alive with the sound of flooding. Yep and good photo-ops they were of the City and County mayors filling sandbags for the impending cataclysm. You just can't buy advertising like that in an election year. But don't say the word, “cute,” in association with Erin or Jenny. We can't have “cute mayors filling sandbags.” That would be sexist and anti-woke. By contrast Rocky Anderson — who is running against Mendenhall for Salt Lake City mayor — doesn't mind be called “cute” at all. You can imagine the press release his folks would put out: “The cute, youthful mayor looked even more youthful and cute filling sandbags.” That's just the way things are these days, unlike in 1983 when some 700 inches of snow fell in the northern Wasatch sending a springtime deluge down State Street. This season, a record 879 inches came down at Alta guaranteeing flooding on creeks and rivers fed by runoff. Some folks say that if spring temperatures warm gradually we won't have much flooding. Right and the Great Salt Lake will fill back up and Utah lawmakers can say, God is on our side.

Hey Wilson, did you know that Salt Lake County Mayor Jenny Wilson is the daughter of former Salt Lake City Mayor Ted Wilson who was in office during the Great Flood of '83. True story. Ted asked the Mormon Church to sandbag State Street to corral the flood and then built temporary bridges over it to keep the city moving. So let's give some well-deserved props to Ted the Mayor of the Flood.

When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side Oh when times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down When you're down and out When you're on the street When evening falls so hard I will comfort you I'll take your part Oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Sail on, silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind

(Bridge Over Troubled Water — Simon & Garfunkel)

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new oc kind of incoherent rambling under the cut. many thoughts. may just make their own blog but keep it simple. lmao i must be stopped

ok but like. generic telekinesis oc who is very cool and has swag and works at an arcade + is very techy. her name is blair and her dad is a very scary CEO of a company she doesnt give a shit about and they both live in a penthouse but she hates it but also tries to be grateful for even living a lavish life. she thinks her dad is a dick (bc he is and devotes his life to work and neglects her) (kept her in the divorce battle by being a psychologically abusive asshole with money) and resents him for driving her mother away. she doesn’t resonate with the rich child look so shes often not home aka working at a small arcade for a small paycheck (her dad sometimes mocks her for having such a low paying job and thats its worthless) but also has been sneaking money from her dad who actually doesn’t notice bc metaphorically his pockets are overflowing with money so she’s been hoarding a bit of it here and there so one day she can make a break for it once she feels like she can leave.

except shes finding it hard to so shes kind of in a cycle go to work, stay out all night, maybe smoke a little bit, come home and repeat. sometimes volunteers at soup kitchens and in other ways in the community. anonymous monetary donations. the money she gives is from the money she makes, not from her dad. doesn’t let her efforts of giving back in a way get to her head bc she knows she’ll never be able to stand up to her father and his money. she feels that no matte what she will always be tied to her fathers legacy. almost got a job working on a committee to make more a change in the community but she got scared and backed out.

her telekinesis didnt randomly show itself during a moment of extreme anger or anything, it developed slowly as she grew up. it started as dull vibrations in her hands whenever she felt emotional (happy or sad, doesn’t matter which end) and it made her feel weird. like there was something there to be let go or dispersed but she could never figure out how. as she grew, anytime she was emotional as a young teen, things would move whenever she’d cry or scream. and then when she’s happy things would move like during a big laughing fit with friends for exmaple. this kept on until she was curious enough to actually try and move something. and to her surprise it worked. once she realized she could actually move stuff with her mind, she closed herself off and spent most of her free time during high school honing this ability. no idea where it has come from, she refuses to ask her dad about it and she has no way to contact her mom so shes just left with questions upon questions. left feeling alone.

she graduated high school with full control of her abilities. got a job at an arcade and smokes weed here and there. not much, she doesnt like to fry her brain too often. floats around hot spots around her city which include clubs and other hang out areas. isnt close to anyone so she really is just a floater. if shes feeling mischievous she likes to fuck with people by using her telekinesis and moving shit around. never gets old.

shes still living at her dads penthouse and is surprised her dad hasnt kicked her out yet since one time during an argument he yelled he’d write her a 100k cheque to leave if she wanted. she only ever goes there to sleep, eat and bathe. not feeling homey enough for her just to hang around. although she does relish on occasion when her dad is gone on long business trips.

she’s very cool and can be flirty. has made out with people at clubs for a drink or just for fun lol.

#ooc.#abuse tw #neglect tw #all telekinesis character are valid they should all join forces and throw a building at the govt #anyway i did this on a whim im gonna stew on whether or not i wanna flesh her out but #shrugs #kind of wanna write a character whos dealing with a lot of personal shit and then its just. oh yeah. and they got telekinesis no biggie!

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Why is MC’s dad at the Leaky Cauldron? Are we supposed to meet him there or is he just meant to be in the background?? Kinda anticlimactic if it’s the first option. I mean if he’s supposed to be living with them or not so idk how much of a surprise it’ll be for MC to see him there.

When I saw that, I had one major thought: Oh my god, am I imagining this or are they actually pulling ideas from Remembrance because this gives me major CH31 vibes. That MC is going to have a conversation with their father in an open, public space. Which means...well, it means a few things. 1) MC's dad must not be wanted or on the aurors' radar. He must have a clean record. Or else he's so powerful that, criminal activity or not, he isn't afraid to appear in public. 2) MC must now have a conversation with their father, the man running R, without losing their cool. He could say anything, and they'd have to keep a straight face and not run for it or attack him. Come to think of it, this could mean that MC doesn't yet know his secret in this scene. Suppose this is where they find out? Or maybe they already know, or maybe they find out later on. Oh and 3) This would make it all too easy to surround the building and ambush MC from any exit...No matter what's going on, this is going to be a casual conversation fraught with tension. The trouble is...MC never talks about their dad. To your final point, I think it will be a surprise, of sort, and I don't think for one second that the father is living with MC and their mum. Even if he's distant and works a lot, etc...if he was present, if he was a part of MC's life...they wouldn't consistently say "my mum" when talking about what goes on at home. They'd say "my parents" at the minimum. Hell, we know MC and their mum live alone because MC has always been forced to stay at Hogwarts whenever she visits family without them.

Man, MC's parents kind of suck, don't they?

Regardless, I take this as evidence that MC's dad doesn't live with the rest of his family. But why doesn't MC ever talk about him? Was there a divorce? Do wizards even have divorce as a concept? Did he abandon the family? Go missing, like Jacob did? I doubt it, because that would have come up at least once during the many conversations about Jacob. Or maybe he faked his death. Maybe MC believes their father died before they started at Hogwarts. They are a number of possibilities here, each of them not sounding especially pleasant. Something happened, something, that led MC to stop mentioning their father or even acknowledging his existence - and we know it can't be as simple as MC never talking about their family because they mention their mum a few times and they never stop thinking about Jacob. Come to think of it, I don't think divorce is the answer here either. Parents getting divorced is never fun for the kid, but I don't think it's the kind of thing that would result in this kind of silence. If it's as mundane as a divorce and that's why MC doesn't live with their dad, well, why not just say that? Unless...MC's dad was horrid and abusive? It's not impossible. I'd say it's too dark for a kid's game, of course....but that line of thinking was violently murdered in the Forbidden Forest.

#HPHM Datamines #HPHM Jacob's Father #HPHM Jacob's Mother #HPHM Jacob's Sibling

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rogerrachel1995 · 4 years

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