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[kiss, kiss, kiss, 단 하루도 빼먹지 말고]

based on lyrics from day 1 by red velvet

paring: various!hwasan men x gn!reader

(OR) various!hwasan men x preferred pairing free for all, ambiguous, can be them with anybody of your choice (i.e. tangchung / whiterust / cmxilso)

summary: short headcanons of where they like to kiss their beloveds

characters: geumjon (pbss) // geumhyeop (mhdd) // chung mun // tang bo // tang gunak // baek cheon // jin geumryong // lee songbaek // namgung dowi // jang ilso // chung jin

author's note: gagged when i typed the word beloved oh god when i say i get physically sick writing sappy romance i mean it yall my stomach is having issues rn....................... listening to rizzotto's sexyback cover on repeat and day 1 at the same time for maximum effect............ (looking like an insane homebody) also i feel like i should apologize to soso for this... yanno... just in case uhhhh what else???? AHHHHHHHHHH DEUKAE COMEBACK ON THE 22ND SO IM GOING MIA!!! I LOVE ROTBB BUT I LOVE MY GIRLS MORE!!!!!!! RAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH I AM A FEMINIST FIRST!!!!!! AND A C0CK SUCKER 2ND!!!!!!

GEUMJON is still very immature at heart so, kisses from him are more innocent and well, somewhat child-like. he's not experienced with things like this so he mostly settles for impromptu cheek kisses whenever he's the one initiating. surprisingly conservative, won't go any further than innocuous touches unless the relationship is established to be romantic with the intention to marry. even then, out in public especially under broad daylight, he won't be the first to make a move even if he really, really wants to.

GEUMHYEOP is quieter, more grounded and direct. he doesn't like to waste time. if he has the urge to kiss his partner, he will. it doesn't matter where they are, he would cup their cheeks in his hands and give them a proper kiss on their lips... unless they are both in the middle of an important discussion or in a room with the others. he still has some basic manners and decency to not embarrass the other one. expanding on the way he goes about it — he likes to observe his partner's face, and remember their every detail because he recognises that memory is unreliable and hopes that doing this would burn their image in his mind for good. doesn't seek out for kisses often but doesn't push away his partner's advances. if he does seek them out, it's more likely because he's going through something at that moment and isn't in the mood to talk about it yet.

JANG ILSO is the complete opposite. no shame, no patience. they could be in the middle of a conversation with someone else or out and about in public under broad daylight. it's either he gets a kiss from his partner now or he will have them wait until he's back in the mood. doesn't really care if it pisses the other off... lowkey gets off on their anger. very tall guy so he likes to grab his partner's chin and tilt their head backwards so he can lean down and give a short peck, sometimes the kisses are more heated and lasts far longer — so they often end up in... situations... no matter where he is with his partner...

CHUNG MUN is the type of guy someone brings home to meet their parents. will not make a move, not even hand-holding until he gets explicit permission from his partner. date-to-marry type, and super conservative. even after having their first kiss, will not do that again unless it was during the wedding ceremony, wedding night and subsequent special occasions relating to his partner. prefers to convey his affections through interlocking fingers with his partner, and when they are alone, he'd bring them up to his lips and kiss their knuckles tenderly.

CHUNG JIN can often be found in between rows of bookshelves taking archives. that's also usually the place where he shares kisses with his partner. most times it's a quick peck on their eyelid as he walks past them, other times it's a brief nuzzle of the side of their head. ever so often, when he was staying late to transcribe the pages and pages of text, he'd take breaks by leaning on their shoulder, enjoying his moment of shut-eye. and it's during these times when he would turn his head and pepper kisses on the other's jaw. if he's feeling a little bold, he would block their faces from the window view with an open book — leaning in with apologies for his lack of attention these days as he pulls them in for a kiss.

TANG BO... is a wild card. if he's the initiator, he likes to be playful about it. always a tease, and thoroughly enjoying the reactions he pulls from his partner. if the roles flip and he finds himself on the receiving end, would be stunned into silence. all the other has to do is kiss him, not anything one-and-done — it has to be a proper and genuine kind of kiss on the bridge of his nose, more specifically the spot between his eyebrows. he tends to stay up late and it does create tension that results in headaches in that area because of that. so when he feels his partner's tender touch, this guy is putty. for all that cockiness, he is the easiest to come undone.

TANG GUNAK... an older man with experience for sure. he has children for fucks sake, let's be realistic here. doesn't matter how much brainpower his duties as the head takes up, he is very attentive to his partner's likes, dislikes, wants and needs. always acts according to the results of those observations. but in his downtime, when he is going to bed, he finds himself enjoying the embrace of his partner. resting his head on their chest, listening to their heartbeat because well, one might never know if they could have a heart attack soon or not. will always place a kiss on the other's chest, right over their heart just before he falls asleep.

NAMGUNG DOWI. a good guy. an earnest guy. really trying his best. he's not good at this romance thing... please be patient with him... if things so south, he tends to use his face card to have his partner forgive him. and they do, because he's insanely good at pulling the sad, kicked, wet puppy face. when that happens, he would happily kiss them over and over again on every corner of their face, or well, whatever parts he can reach. he did make them sit on his lap without any wiggle room.

LEE SONGBAEK prefers hugging more than kissing. partly because he's surrounded by kids so any grown-up action would have him be the brunt of their teasing for weeks. his partner is mostly understanding, maybe a little spiffed when it seems like they might kiss but a child waddles into their vicinity. he feels sorry for disappointing his partner, and often hugs the other from behind, muttering a string of apologies into their hair. eventually pecking the small bundle of nerves at the back of their ear, and the top of their jaw — his surefire way of leaving them a little hot and bothered.

JIN GEUMRYONG suffers from emotional constipation to an extent. so it goes without saying, his partner has to be blessed with communication skills that can honestly end all wars. he is strict, mostly stern, but he means well. and his partner has been by his side long enough to understand that. he feels sorry they've chosen to stay regardless. he isn't one to let lose until it's time to rest, so it's only in these times they get to see his unguarded sides. downturned eyes that look at his partner wistfully, he would hug them and rest his chin on the crown of their head. occasionally moves down to press his lips on that spot as one hand cradles his partner's neck, fingers playing with their strands of hair.

BAEK CHEON is undoubtedly a little pathetic. it's endearing, but it's still hard to watch sometimes. poor man still trips over his words and stumbles on his feet when he wants to ask his partner for a kiss. just one kiss please? god. it's hard to say no to a handsome face on the verge of tears... he's lucky they weren't a sadist. or well, trying not to be. it's so hard fighting those urges, that they ask him to reward their efforts. his pale face grows bright red, but he complies with his partner's request anyways. it's a timid kiss on their forehead that goes down the bridge of their nose, then the tip of it. he coyly kisses their cheeks, steering away from the other's lips so obviously that they lose patience and pull him in. he melts far too quickly into this, hands going all over his partner's body, tugging on their clothes. tsk, sly boy. so he had planned for this to happen, and like a fool they fell for his siren song.

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professoruber · 2 months

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Mia "Maps" Mizoguchi Reading List

Last Updated: 24/4/2024

A list I have decided to make for the purpose of compiling the various appearances so far of Maps Mizoguchi; since she is a character I like whom has also been receiving some focus as of late. I will also provide some brief description/thoughts for each one.

Gotham Academy (2014-2016) - All Issues

Maps of course first made her original appearance in the first run of Gotham Academy.

Gotham Academy: Endgame (2015) - #1

A one-shot comic which was one of several tie-ins made for the Endgame event which was going on at the time. Basically just shows what Maps and the GA crew were up to while Gotham was being overrun by Joker zombies.

Gotham Academy: Second Semester (2016-2017) - All Issues

The continuation of the Gotham Academy storyline, with of course has Maps in a major role.

Lumberjanes/Gotham Academy (2016-2017)

A crossover between Gotham Academy and the Lumberjanes, which I'm pretty sure is non-canon but still probably worth checking out. I have not read it, nor the Lumberjanes comics yet, although I do intend to do both as some point (due in part to ND Stevenson being one of the authors of Lumberjanes, and me really liking the She-Ra reboot and Nimona)

Poison Ivy: Cycle of Life and Death (2016) - #1

Maps, alongside other Gotham Academy students (including Olive, Kyle, Colton and Pom) have a brief cameo in this first issue of this run. Maps and Olive each get one line each.

Batgirl (2011—2016) - #51, #52, & Annual 4

Maps (along with Olive) also showed up briefly during the Batgirl of Burnside run. My assumption is this is due to them sharing an artist and being published concurrently. I do know what Burnside!Babs isn't everyone's cup of tea so keep that in mind, I suppose.

My Video Game Ate my Homework (2020) - #1

Maps and Olive show up behind the main characters in the first page as a cameo... and that's about it. The comic seems fun though, for the record. Mostly including this because I'm just going through the list of Maps' appearances on the DC wiki.

Batman: Black and White (2021) - #4

One of the stories in this issue has Maps appear as Robin. Non-canon but still a very neat and fun appearance by her.

Batman (2016-) - #119, #120, #121

Probably Maps' first major appearance since the end of the Gotham Academy: Second Semester. These give some additional exploration of her home life and relationship with her parents. Has her dressing up as Robin to investigation the disappearance of another student.

Batgirls (2022-2023) - #11

Maps shows up here and has an adventure with Cass. This also means that Maps knows Babs, Cass and Steph. Which is neat. I do know that the portrayal of the Batgirls in Batgirls isn't everyone's cup of tea (namely portraying them as younger / less mature than they have been in the past) so that that's worth keeping in mind. Interestly, Maps' big brother Kyle has a larger role; appearing in #10, #11, #17, #18, #19 and the Annual as a possible love interest for Steph.

DC's Saved by the Belle Reve (2022) - #1

A one-shot with several stories, including one which returns to the Gotham Academy crew and gives some information on what's happened since the end of Gotham Academy: Second Semester, along with a fun adventure.

Gotham Academy: Maps of Mystery (2023) - #1

A one-shot which acts a compilation of Batman (2016-) - #119, #120, #121, as well as Maps appearances in Batman: Black and White, and DC's Saved by the Belle Reve.

Birds of Prey (2023-) - All Issues

The newest Birds of Prey run has a surprise appearance by Maps. Which I think is a neat sign of her receiving some increased focus as of late. To get into some mild-ish spoilers... the Maps who appears is a Maps from the future. I have made a few posts/reviews of this run, which you can find on this blog, and I guess personally I am not the biggest fan of her portrayal in this comic. Still is neat to see her receive more focus. Do kinda also think it could've been neat if Present!Maps had shown up instead of Future!Maps.

Batman: The Brave and the Bold (2023-) - #10, #11, #12

Gotham Academy returns! As does Present!Maps. A fun ongoing story of Maps getting to team up with Batman once more.

#comic reading list #spoilers #dc comics #maps mizoguchi #mia mizoguchi #gotham academy #gotham academy: second semester #Batman: The Brave and the Bold 2023 #Gotham Academy: Maps of Mystery #Batgirls #Batgirl #Lumberjanes/Gotham Academy

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Her father's daughter

Warnings: Kidnapping, crying, canon-typical injuries, blood

Summary: When all is well, someone just has to barge in and ruin Will and Faith's lives.

A/N: Soo, I am back more than a month later. I didn't mean to disappear for so long... It will happen again i am sorry. This Ramadan has come with more work and I have exams in two weeks that i refuse to fail. I will most likely return at the end of april/beginning of May.

i've been thinking about writing this for a while because of how much I love Faith but I didn't want to hurt her but then I thought, no one can turn down some good old angst. Sorry again for being mia for nearly another month but randomly wrote this all in one sitting after doing some psychology and having an existential crisis soooo. This is going to be a little longer than usual, happy reading!!

Will was at work when it happened.

He was getting ready to assist Connor in a surgery when he got a call as they were scrubbing in.

The part-time nanny he hired was now basically considered family over the two years she'd been looking after Faith whenever she wasn't in school and Will was at work. So to have her calling him at work was odd but when he answered her call and was immediately met with tears and gasping and hyperventilating, Will felt his heart stop.

Will wasted no time. simply telling her he was on his way before hanging up.

Connor, without hesitation, encouraged Will to leave, saying he'd find Goodwin and tell her himself.

As soon as Will was in his car, the first person he called was a no brainer.

Whenever Will called, Jay would always come running, day or night for his older brother and niece, consequences be damned.

Will found himself struggling when Jay answered, grappling for words he couldn't muster.

"What's wrong Will?"

"Faith's gone Jay... Someone's taken her."

*****

The brothers met up at Faith's school, Will arriving before Jay.

The second Will got there, Allison, the nanny, found him instantly. She ran up to him in tears, hysterically crying as if it was her own child that was taken.

"Will I'm so sorry." She gasped, on the edge of a panic attack, eyes impossibly red as she hyperventilated, tears showing no sign of stopping any time soon.

"They- Reception said a woman picked her up in Maggie's name three hours ago-" She cut herself off with a sob. Poor women was a mess, seeing her so distraught made Will want to cry along with her.

"Allison, please listen." Will said sternly, holding her shoulder so she would pay attention to him. "None of this is your fault, okay? If it wasn't for you, it would've been another two hours before someone found out."

She exhaled shakily, nodding fervently when Will pressed her to stop apologising and accept she was at no fault, there was no reason for her to take any blame.

Before either could say anything more, the sound of sirens scared them, making both of them jump at the sudden loud sound.

At the sight of familiar cars, Will wasn't too sure if he felt relief or impending doom.

"Intelligence Will need to take a statement but after that you can go home." Will told Allison, squeezing her bicep with a timid smile for reassurance.

"As soon as they find Faith, you'll be the first to know, I promise."

*****

Jay was struggling to concentrate on the CCTV footage him and Adam were meant to be watching.

He could say with 100 percent confidence the he never thought he'd find himself in such a situation.

intelligence have been involved with numerous kidnappings. So many in fact that it was usually what they would be expecting to be called in for every day.

But, this was his niece's kidnapping. This wasn't the norm for him let alone the rest of them. A five year olds kidnapping was something they'd never want to deal with, especially someone who was family.

"Here it is." Adam said, clicking the mouse a few more times before settling on a frame, the scene being the reception of Faith's school.

Shaking any deprecating thoughts away, Jay pushed his chair forward, looking closely and minimising his blinks as to not miss a single second of valuable footage. Footage that would show the final moments of Faith being alive and safe.

The halls were empty for the most of it, bar the occasional janitor or teacher walking by. Two minutes passed when a woman in a black trench coat walked up to the desk. Her brown hair obscuring her face from the camera's view along with the thick scarf wrapped around her neck.

She spoke to the receptionist, signing a sheet of paper before a lady walked away, soon returning with a small familiar bundle.

Faith was in her little purple puffer jacket, bobble hat covering her ears and mitten on her little hands. She wore little winter boots, her my little pony backpack sat nicely on her shoulders and Will's old scarf held in her hands. Unconsciously, Jay thought about how she always complained about the itchiness of the scarf that Will would always wrap around her masterfully, his method luring out the most wonderful sound to mankind; Faith's laughter.

Faith looked perfect, just like her fathers carbon copy and even from the shitty camera footage, Jay could see the pep in her step and the twinkle that never extinguished from her eyes.

Jay's thoughts trailed back to earlier this morning when he was still fast asleep in bed but his brother had messaged him, sending him a picture of Faith in all her adorableness. Nothing had changed from that picture and it warmed his heart slightly.

Usually, whoever picked her up was met with the biggest hello, the widest smile and incessant talking and she retold the adventures of her day but this time, Faith's steps faltered at the sight of the stranger.

Jay struggled to watch the rest.

*****

All Will could hear was his baby girls cries echoing in his ears.

He'd heard her cry plentiful, he raised her since birth for goodness sakes but this cry was different. It was like he could hear just how scared she was and it felt like a literal stab in the heart.

Will forced Allison home twenty minutes ago after Hailey took her statement and was told everything. She was still very torn and upset, she refused to leave Will for several reasons but before she started blaming herself again, Will forced her to leave, promising once again to call her later.

Jay had shown Will the footage of the woman who never showed her face, maybe there was some chance Will could recognise the back of her. Somehow, she knew the exact school Faith went to as well as knowing the list of very few people that were allowed to pick her up. The list consisted of Will obviously, Jay, Allison and Maggie.

Somehow, whoever this person was, they knew who was on the emergency contact list, information that only the school and said people were privy to.

That small bit of information made Will want to be sick.

They had tried other means to try identify the woman but they were coming up with nothing. Another hour had passed, now being give hours since Faith had been taken and Will was slowly losing the plot.

"I've contacted a bunch on my CI's." Jay said, face set in stone as he finished presenting. "Still waiting to hear back."

"I have several CI's in that area." Antonio added, Kevin nodding to also confirm. "Waiting for a call any time now."

Voight hummed, giving no indication of what he was thinking or feeling. But not too long ago, he had taken Will aside and promised they would bring Faith back to him, no matter the cost.

No matter the cost. Ethically, Will wasn't too sure what to feel but emotionally, he felt relieved.

Will must've zoned out for a bit because the next thing he knew, only him, Jay and Antonio remained in the bullpen. Everyone else seemingly disappeared.

Wow, he really needed to fix up.

"Hey, how are you-"

Just as Jay opened his mouth, he was cut off by a phone ringing.

*****

Jay wasn't allowed to accompany Antonio to his CI, instead taking Kevin with him. The Latino was never once persuaded by Jay, even when he promised to stay in the car.

The sun was now starting to set and there was a clear shift in the atmosphere as the sky grew darker. To ease broth his own and his brothers fears, Jay sat with Will, sitting together in a silence neither could stand.

This was an uncommon occurrence since Will had returned from New York, the two brothers being alone together. Since coming back, it had always been the three of them. So to be in this moment, both Halstead's would rather die than to have to repeat this again.

"You want a coffee?" Jay asked, eyeing up the half empty coffee pot. At the rate this investigation was going, they'd be needing more than just coffee to help them stay up.

"Sure." Will hadn't meant for his answers to be monosyllabic, Jay had done nothing but right now, he had not much left in him to continue being so forth coming.

The silence enveloping their space, Will usually relished in any moments of silence he could get but this was just uncomfortable. Never did he ever want his little girl to be causing such a ruckus.

"Maggie called me back." Will said, watching Jays' back, following his actions as he made both their coffee's. "She doesn't recognise the woman nor has she told anyone outside the ED's staff about Faith - that's all people I know and none of them know that woman."

Jay hummed as he stirred the tiniest bit of sugar when his tasted a little too bitter for his liking. "That's good but it does mean we have even less of an idea as to who this is."

Will didn't reply, only mumbling a small thanks as he took the mug from Jay's outstretched hand and sipping the lukewarm drink.

"Have you butted heads with anyone at work recently?" Jay asked, knowing his brothers stubbornness very well.

"No." Will rolled his eyes. "I've been under Goodwin's strong scrutiny after the last stunt. Go ask anyone, I've been good."

And for a second, nothing felt as heavy but such a feeling didn't last.

"Antonio and Kevin are back." Trudy suddenly appeared in the doorway of the breakroom causing both of them to flinch. "Go see them downstairs."

*****

"My CI works in a restaurant. When I reached out, his story matched up with ours." Antonio started, standing tall besides the computer screen where Kevin was trying to connect it to the USB they were given.

"At the same time Will called us, a different woman came and ordered a takeaway with a kid he said looks a lot like Faith."

Will felt his heart rate picking up the more Antonio spoke. Hearing all of this felt like a fever dream, he didn't want to get his hopes up just in case they reached another dead end.

The camera footage started to play, Kevin skipping it when nothing was happening, only to abruptly replay it when someone walked in.

All they could see was the back of the woman, her black hair in a braid, scarf wrapped around her neck with a long jacket on. As Will's eyes studied the stranger, he followed her outstretched arm to-

Faith

Will's breath hitched at the sight of his little girl who hadn't seen since the early hours of the morning when he dropped her off to school. He held his breath, watching closely to see if a single hair was misplaced on her body or to try and see what she was feeling from either her scrunched up eyebrows or her quivering lips.

But he couldn't see anything.

The woman went to the counter, ordered her food and stood there for however long it took for the food to be made. Only when she was handed a carrier bag with several containers did she finally turn around and show her face.

Will's face paled in recognition instantly.

"What's wrong Will?" Jay noticed his change immediately, his question causing everyone in the room to turn and look at him. "Do you recognise her?"

Will swallowed harshly, blinking repeatedly to bring himself out of shock.

"Yeah, it's Faith's mum."

*****

With this newfound information, it didn't take Intelligence long to track her down.

Stephanie Brooks, 'Steph' was what she insisted everyone call her. For just over a year, she was Will's girlfriend and as of five years ago, she was Faiths absent mother.

Ever since that night five years ago, Will never thought he'd see his ex again but here he was, sitting in the back of his brothers truck as he waited for Intelligence to get his daughter back.

Once they had her name, they found the car she had under her name in Chicago and the place she was renting out as of three months ago. Three months of which she had been watching them under a microscope.

Will actually had to go be sick in the toilet when Kim turned around with all of Stephanie's activities since she arrived in Chicago, all of which suspiciously looked very familiar and aligned with everything he and Faith did recently.

That aside, all Will had to do now was wait.

Jay and Kevin stood in front, Kevin ready to kick the door down before Jay could go in first. All they were waiting for was for Voight's signal.

"Now!"

Within seconds, they were all entering the bungalow, guns out and pointed in any direction, covering all corners as they searched for Stephanie.

"Clear!"

They all went separate directions, covering every room in search of any life and soon enough, they found their culprit.

She screamed.

"Stephanie Brooks, your under arrest..." Adam went on, reciting the words they all had memorised for years now, his gun lowered slightly as Antonio went forward to handcuff her.

"What, no! You're crazy!" She shouted, struggling against Antonio's grip. Despite the cheap bungalow she rented, she was dressed as if ready for a night out. Her hair was curled, makeup perfect, heels and a tight fitted dress on.

"Kidnapping?" She scoffed, continuing to struggle as she was forced onto her feet. "She's my child, my daughter!"

"You can't take her from me." She told them, getting more riled up when she saw Adam rolling his eyes at her. "I want my lawyer, you have no right to take my daughter from me."

On the other side of the bungalow, Jay heard nothing but thundering in his ears as he frantically looked up and down for his niece. Nearly every room had been covered and they hadn't found her yet-

Jay felt his heart break the second Faith was in his sight.

He found her stuffed in the bathtub shivering. He had to kick down the door, finding her with zip ties around her wrists and ankles, sat in the bathtub with on her knickers and vest on.

Faith started crying.

Without another thought, Jay dropped his gun and rushed forward, kneeling at the edge of the bathtub before picking her up and dropping her into his lap.

"Oh Faith." Jay sighed, wrapping his arms around her as she curled into him. "It's okay, your safe, Jay Jay's got you now."

As sobs racked her little body, Jay took out his knife and carefully cut the zip ties off. As soon as the were chucked to the side, she wrapped her arms as far as they could around his torso.

Standing up, Jay took strides out the bathroom and made his way outside. Hailey found him on the way, taking her scarf off with Kim not too far behind taking her jacket off.

Both garments swaddled Faith, protecting her bare limbs from the torturous snow but she continued to shiver.

Jay felt himself breathing easier with her in his arms but Will was firmly on his mind.

Only a metre away from the premises did Jay find Will who was already bounding towards them.

"Faith, look." Jay gently poked her, watching her carefully pick her head up and turn in the direction Jay was pointing.

The cry she let out, it would forever haunt him.

"Faith."

Jay handed her over to his older brother who's arms encased her small body. Will dipped his face in her hair, inhaling the comforting smell that he never wanted to forget.

"Oh baby. It's okay, it's okay." Will repeated as she sobbed, showing no signs of stopping any time soon. "Daddy's got you."

Will pressed several kisses wherever he could: in her hair, her forehead, her ear poking out from her curls, her cheek anywhere. His arms tightened in their embrace and if it wasn't for Jay who was supporting him, he would fallen into the snow as soon as he lost all feeling in his legs.

Will could barely hear his own thoughts over Faith's gut wrenching cries. Somehow, her tears weren't running dry. To see her in such a state but to have her back and safe with him, Will finally let his emotions get the better of him.

He sniffled, hiding his face in her wild curls he always struggled to tame, his tears dropping like rain but his cries were muffled. Screwing his eyes shut, he tried to even out his breathing, Jay's hand on his back comfortingly rubbing circles kept him somewhat sane.

"We're driving to Med." Jay told him, directing the father-daughter duo towards his truck.

Sitting in the back, the outside world no longer existed, his entire universe was sat in his lap. Will had lost track of time, she had been continuously crying but Faith was silent now as she was knocked out, crying herself to sleep, that's how tired she was. All he could hear was the occasional soft snore, but he could feel everything from her rising chest against his own, her curls that needed to be brushed, her skin that was slowly warming up from both his own body heat and the garments wrapped around her and the tears that were drying on his shirt.

Will felt like he could finally start to relax.

*****

Faith remained in Will's arms at Med, even when he woke her up, neither of them made any move of letting go.

As soon as they got to the hospital, Will was surrounded by all his colleagues, all riddled with stress that was slowly disappearing when they saw Faith.

Currently, Natalie was doing the standard tests, letting Will do all the convincing which wasn't a lot. As soon as he asked, Faith complied.

"I'll go grab some heating blankets." Natalie said, stepping back as she finished off. "I'll make sure to put a rush on these."

"Thanks Nat." Will said, letting Faith curl back into his embrace.

"It's no problem." She smiled, her eyes looking down at the little girl, the sight of father and daughter making her think of Owen. "We're all just glad she's safe and mostly unharmed."

Will tried not to think of the scrapes and clotting up scabs that littered her body. He hadn't seen any of them till they got to Med, his chest restricting to know she had been hurt and he wasn't there to relieve her of the pain.

"Thank Ethan for me." Will added when Natalie was about to leave. "Faith loves the my little pony band aids."

And with that, they were left alone for the first time surrounded by the muffled sounds of the bustling department and the occasional beeps of machinery and the faint drips of the iv.

Despite being a doctor for years, Will found it difficult to see the iv needle in Faith. To have two worlds collide, Will would never wish this upon any parent.

Small pokes to his collarbone caught his attention, Faith poking it ever so gently as she stared up at him imploringly with the widest eyes that still glistened, their colour identical to the woman who was going behind bars.

"Missed you." She whispered, voice breaking towards the end. It was the first time she had spoken since she found her and the two words made his eyes water.

"I missed you too. Missed you so much baby." Will replied, tucking her hair behind her ears so he could see her whole face. "I'm so sorry baby. Daddy loves you so much."

A smile appeared on her cherry lips, her dimples not too far behind. Seeing them made it feel like nothing was wrong with the world and only the two of them mattered.

"Home?" She asked, her voice filled with so much innocence and hope that Will has to give himself some time before replying.

"Not yet, I'm sorry bubbles." He apologised, rubbing circles into her back. "Jay Jay still needs to come back and Maggie needs to bring you some medicine. She might even ask you to sleepover."

For once, Will was glad she was so eager to stay at his workplace. She had such wonderment surrounding his job, the thought of sleeping over at his work was almost a dream come true.

To finally see her mood pick up, her eyes glistening now with newfound happiness at the prospect of a sleepover, unaware of the connotations it had, Will allowed himself to feel good.

For now, all that mattered was that his daughter was rightfully back with her father and surrounded by family that would do anything for her.

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prettyinpurplelights · 1 year

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II.

You stood outside the cinema nervous, as you waited for your date. You’d had to lie to your parents about your plans, there was no way they’d let you leave the house if you told them what you were really doing. You’d told them you were meeting up with your best friend, Mia to hang out, instead of going on your first date with Julian, a boy from your physics class that had asked you out earlier in the week. The two of you had kissed previously at a friend’s party a few weeks ago, it was a brief and short kiss, your first kiss actually, but you’d felt a small flutter of butterflies in your stomach, something you’d only felt when you were around one particular person, so instead of closing yourself off to Julian, you’d accepted his invitation to the local cinema; you owed it to yourself to explore something new with someone else, someone who actually wanted you. You couldn’t wait for Kylian forever, he was barely even here anymore anyways.

You rubbed your hands together, shivering slightly in the bone-chilling early-March wind as you continued to wait for Julian. It had been 45 minutes after the time you’d agreed to meet, and you gave it another 15 minutes before giving up. You felt stupid, and heartbroken as yet another boy had ultimately rejected you.

Am I that repulsive? you were thinking as you walked away from the cinema, back towards your house. You were so deep in your thoughts, you didn’t hear your name being called from behind you.

“Y/N! Stop, please!” You turned around to see Julian running towards you. He gaze fell to his feet he got closer to you.

“Look, Julian, you’re the one that asked me out. I don’t know if you did it out of pity, or whatever, but I’m not going to play your games-“

“No, no Y/N it’s not like that.” He looked up and you noticed a cut on lip, dried blood around his nose and a nasty purple bruise beginning to form around his left eye.

“Oh my god, Julian what happened? Are you okay?”

“Look, I like you okay? I really do, but…I don’t think I’m right for you. Sorry Y/N.”

“You don’t think you’re right for me?” You echoed, and he gulped, his eyes darting around nervously, as though someone was watching him.

“Y/N, I’m sorry okay, but I can’t date you.” He blurted out, but there was no emotion in in voice, almost as though someone was forcing him to say these words.

“Why? Julian who did this to you?” He shook his head as he started to walk backwards in the direction he came in, and with the way he looked at you, it clicked, you knew exactly what happened and who had hurt him like that.

“My brother.” And his eyes widened. He didn’t have to confirm it with his mouth, you had your answer right there.

“He hurt you right? And told you to leave me alone?” You were growing angrier with each word that left your mouth, practically seething with fury by the time you finished your sentence.

Julian shook his head again. “No, no not him-“

“Julian, I’m so sorry this happened to you. I’m really really sorry. I will deal with my brother. I’m so sorry.” You apologised, before turning around, practically marching down the road towards your house. It was a 10 minute walk, and within that time, you’d come up with 500 ways of torturing your brother. How dare he mess with your life like that, hurt someone who only wanted to take you out on a date, acting as if the guy had slept with you or something. And even if you’d had sex with Julian, it was absolutely none of Elliot’s business. You reached boiling point by the time you opened your front door and stormed into the living room, ready to scorch the hell out of Elliot when you got your hands on him. Your mom was lying on the couch, face buried in a book as the radio played softly in the background.

“Mama, where’s Elliot?”

“Elliot? He’s next door. Fayza called him over because-“

You didn’t stay to hear the rest of your mother’s sentence as you made your way over to the house you could basically call your second home, collecting yourself briefly before knocking on the door calmly.

Fayza answered the door, smiling as she greeted you.

“Hi auntie,” You said as she released you from her hug. “My mom said Elliot is here?”

“Yeah, he’s up in Kylian’s room.” She opened her mouth to say more but you stopped her, apologising for interrupting her sentence.

“Sorry auntie, I really have to ask him something, it’s urgent, but I promise, I’ll come down and chat after.” You quickly removed your shoes and rushed up the stairs towards highest point in the house, Kylian had the attic room. You saw your brother, sat on Kylian’s bed, scrolling through his phone when you entered the room and closed the door behind you.

“You fucking dick!” You yelled, walking over to him and slapping him, your hand hitting his right cheek. You were glad to be in Kylian’s room, his was in the farthest corner of the house so it was very unlikely anyone could hear you.

“Elliot how could you! How dare you!”

“Owww Y/N, what the hell?” He stands up from the bed, holding onto his cheek.

“You have no right Elliot! Telling Julian to stay away from me? I am 17! I can date whoever I want!”

“You sure mum and dad would agree with that?”

“Screw you. You’re such an asshole.” You say on the computer chair at Kylian’s desk, and sighed, trying to calm yourself down before you strangled your only brother. “You’re apologising to Julian when school starts again Monday morning.”

“The hell I am. I’m not apologising to that dickhead for protecting my sister.”

“First of all, I don’t need your protection, I am 17, not 7. And secondly, yes you are. Did you see what you did to his face? That’s not cool El.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh cut the bullshit Elliot. Who else could’ve given him a black eye and busted his lip? Do I have another over-protective brother I don’t know about?”

“It wasn’t Elliot.” You heard the voice before you saw its owner and you almost fell out of the chair, flat onto your face when you finally laid your eyes on him. You didn’t even register what he said out of shock, he was the last person you expected to be in front of you right now. He looked different, taller, more manly and adult-like.

Good. He looked good.

“Kylian?? You’re back?” You asked, hoping you didn’t sound over-excited.

“Yeah, um, I got a week off, and I came back to surprise my parents.”

“Bro…” Elliot started, noticing it first, pointing to Kylian’s fist. He was currently stood infront of the door to his bedroom, holding a bloodied tissue to his nose, and his knuckles were bright red. “You went back to Julian after I left?”

“What?” You shook your head, trying to understand what was going on. “What do you mean went back?”

“Kylian got home, just after you had already left to meet Mia. Anyways, I told Kyks you were going to watch a movie with Mia so we were going to come and meet the two of you. I texted to see where you guys were at and she texted me back saying you were meeting up with Julian so I got pissed off and went to the skate park where Julian chills with his friends with Kylian and I told him to leave you alone or else. I swear that’s all I did.” He raised his hand in surrender. “Mom then called me about getting her something from the store for dinner and Kylian said he’d just meet me back at the house. This idiot must’ve gone back to see Julian.”

“Gee, you didn’t leave out any details huh? Thanks for outing me, bro.” Kylian rolled his eyes.

“I think your bleeding nose already did that for you man.” Elliot replied, smirking.

“Wait..wait.” You turned to face Kylian. “So you went back and what? Beat the fuck out of him? Someone likes me and your first thought is to beat the fuck out of them?” You felt the anger you’d pushed away start to simmer again, your hands were shaking as you stared at him.

“Y/N…”

“Y/N…” Kylian and Elliot said simultaneously and you raised your hand to silence them.

“Elliot, you’ve done enough, leave, I need to talk to Kylian. NOW.”

“Bro…she’s really pissed. She slapped me, good luck.” Elliot said to Kylian as he patted his shoulders and slid past him, down the stairs and out of sight. Kylian shut the door and walked further into the room, holding the bloodied tissue in his hand as he approached you.

“It’s good to see you Y/N.”

“Don’t. Don’t do that.”

He stopped, about a metre from you, but his eyes didn’t leave yours as he spoke.

“Look. I’m not going to apologise for beating that little shit. And I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

“You’re not my dad or my brother Kylian!”

“Yes, I’m not, but that’s not going to stop me from looking out for you regardless, you’re my best friend.”

“I’m not even sure you fit that description anymore. We don’t speak Ky, you don’t call, you don’t text.”

“I’ve been busy-“

“Yeah, I know!” You raised your arms and laughed. “We all know! Kylian Mbappe, the football superstar! Is that why you think you have some sort of right to go round punching people in the face? Because you’re some big shot now? You’re better than the rest of us still left in Bondy?”

“Y/N, that’s not fair.”

“FAIR?? You want to talk about being fair?? You show up out of no where and ruin my chances with a nice guy who actually likes me and you want to say I’m not being fair?”

“You weren’t there Y/N! You didn’t hear what he was saying, the way he was talking about you, and your body, and your-“

“Oh because God forbid somebody finds me attractive! Someone thinks I’m worth looking at, worth kissing-“

“Wait, you kissed?”

“Yes Kylian, we kissed. And I liked it. I liked it a lot. And now I wish I had let him do more because God knows he’s never coming near me, even with a ten foot pole now.” You noticed his jaw clench, his hands curling into fists at his side. You took a few steps closer to him, your voice was barely above a whisper as you were merely inches apart now.

“Maybe I should’ve let him touch me a little bit more, let his hands roam a little bit lower-“

“Y/N, that’s not funny.” He said through gritted teeth, the fists his hands were forming into growing tighter. His brows were furrowed, several frown lines strewn across his forehead. He was absolutely fuming.

“That’s the thing Kyky, I’m not joking.” You whispered as his nostrils flared.

“You’re not touching him ever again Y/N.”

“I will if I want to. And you wanna know why?” You raised your finger to his chest, pressing it into him with every word that came out of your mouth, as though you were punctuating them. “You. Don’t. Get. To. Decide. That. For. Me.”

“So what? You’re just going to spread your legs for that idiot?” He seethed, unable to control the words that came tumbling out of his mouth. He didn’t want to hurt you, he’d never ever want to hurt you, but the words were out there now, he couldn’t take them back. He heard you gasp, taking in a sharp breath and he immediately regretted what he had said. He opened his mouth to say something, apologise, but you beat him to it, the sadness that he had momentarily seen in your eyes transform to a fiery, burning rage.

“Fuck you Kylian! FUCK YOU!” You stepped back again, your whole body was now shaking with anger, your voice back at its elevated volume. You had no other choice but to yell, let everything out through this emotion or else you would cry.

“HE’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU Y/N!” He shouted back, the both of you furious with the other. You don’t think there’s ever been a moment in your friendship when things have been this bad between you.

“How would you know? How the fuck would you know that he’s not good enough for me? You’re never here! You haven’t been here for MONTHS!”

“He doesn’t care about you! Not like-“

“Not like what? Like you do? Don’t make me laugh Kylian, because trust me, I’m not in the fucking mood. You don’t care about me! You only care that I sit here, pinning after you like some lovesick puppy with a school girl crush. Well, I’m not 11 anymore, I can’t stay stuck here in the exact same spot, waiting for you to notice me, while you’re out there doing God knows what with God knows who. You’re living your life, let me do the same. I want to move on with mine.”

“Y/N-“ He reached out for you as you neared to door to leave the room, but you quickly snatched your hand out of his grasp before he could, the other one hovering over the handle as you turned to speak to him one more time.

“Stay out of my business Ky, or I swear, I will cut you out of my life. Completely.”

With that, you slammed the door behind you, leaving Kylian completely alone with his thoughts and your revelation that you had had a crush on him all this while, and been entirely oblivious to the fact he had also felt the same. You both knew you didn’t mean the harsh words you just said to each other, but in that moment, your emotions as high as they were, neither of you were too sure of that anymore.

You didn’t talk to Kylian for the rest of the week after that. You had planned to ignore him the whole time he was home, you’d even blocked his number so you wouldn’t see all the numerous calls he was making, but his grandmother had organised a big meal in honour of him before he went back to Monaco and unfortunately for you, you could never say no to her. Or her incredible food. So that’s how you find yourself next to Kylian at the dining table. You knew you couldn’t ignore him in front of everyone, both your families knew how close you were, it would be odd to them if you weren’t talking and you didn’t want to answer any questions as to why because that could lead back to Julian, whom your parents had no idea about and you wanted it to stay that way. So you instead opted to simply forget what had happened, neither of you said a word about your argument in his bedroom, rather preferring to just fall back into your natural rhythm with each other than acknowledge the hurtful words you’d both said to each other earlier in the week.

“I missed you gummy.” He whispered in your ear earlier, after you’d taken your seat by him at the table. Your eyes met, and you felt yourself already falling for him all over again. “I came back for you, more than anyone else.”

You hated the way your body reacted to his voice and his words, you hated the way all he had to do was smile that lopsided grin and flash his dimples and you were putty in his hands, you hated the way you really couldn’t hate him, but most of all you hated yourself, for still holding a torch for him, your heart still crying out for him after all these years of nothing back from him.

“I missed you too Kyky.” He reached down to take your hand and squeezed it, and grinned.

And that was that. It was simple with Kylian, not fighting with him was easier than fighting with him; it wasn’t long before you were laughing and joking with him again, his arm around your shoulder where it always was when you were sat next to him, the both of you choosing to totally turn a blind eye to the massive elephant in the room.

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karie-on · 10 months

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Last updated 02.12.2023 As a few people have come here recently, I wanted to make a post in which I will write a little about how I like to play, what I use most often and what are my must-haves in the game. This will be a bit of a resources/faq.

Am I WCIF friendly? Yes I am, text me I’ll be happy to help.

How do I like to play Sims 4? I like cozy vibe gameplay. I basically love everything about this game.

Maxis match or Alpha? Maxis match only!

What presets do I use? I use gshade, Gia by Kindlespice for screenshots and Luminescent by Hazelminesims for gameplay.

What do I use to edit photos? I don't edit my photos, I only use gshade (Gia preset). Buffs, emotions pop ups I add in Canva

Will I upload my sims to download? Yes I don’t have problem with uploading any of my sim, they don’t feel personal for me at all. It’s just a game. But I create sims usually only with CC so below is the list of what I use.

Skin details/Body details: Eye shine remover Beetle eyes (default and addons) Teeth replacement Pregnancy belly overlay Pierced ear detail Tan lines Little details Belly overlay Stretch marks details Skin detail cc pack by peachyfaerie (clevage and collarbones) Clevage overlay Starch Masks Cellulite overlay Age wrinkles (just a few of all set) Face definition NosemasksSD-faaeish Misc. face details About face skin details by pyxis To the bone nosemasks by pyxis Under Cover Nose Details Dimples by PoyoPoyo Eyebags by Tamosims Wedding ring tan line by XUrbanSimsX

Teeth: Nondefault Maxis Teeth Imperfection Teeths Set Happy Gappy Teeth Set Skinblends: Bare Skintones Agave Default Skinblend Cartoon Skins Thuja Skinblend Aeonium Skinblend Pufferfish Skinblend Posie Skinblend Sage Skinblend

Sliders: Breast sliders Teanmoon Mouth Scale Slider

Nails: Natural Nails True Almond Nails Serpentine Nails Classic Ombre French Nails

Makeup: EA Eyelashes Remover by Kijiko 3D Lashes Uncurled Eyelashes by Kijiko Eyelashes by Obscurus Eyelashes NO.1 by TwistedCat Eyelashes Part [1] [2] [4] [5] by Miiko Petals Blush by Breezytrait Eyebrows N4-N6 by Northern Siberia Winds Every eyebrows (No. 2- No.7) by TwistedCat Maxis Match Eyebrows (61-65) by Obscurus Eyebrows 68 by Obscurus Eyeliner N26 by Cosimetic Lip Kit by Peachyfaerie Honey and Suga Gloss by XUrbanSimsX

Gameplay Mods: MC Command Center by Deaderpool Tidy CAS by YoruQueenofNight Stand Still in CAS & CAS Close Up by Helgatisha CAS Tuning by NSW More CAS Presets by Zerbu UI Cheats by Weerbesu Control any sim by TitanNano Sleep All Night By LittleMsSam No Cold Clothes Inside by scarletqueenkat, (stopped creating so link doesn’t work) Dance Override 2.0 by Steven Studios Shorter University Degrees by Peridot (I'm using 6 credits) Selfie override (single and paired) by DearKim Faster Uni Homework by LittleMsSam Longer Parties & More Guests by Weerbesu The Missing Plumbob by mintvalentine No Zzz by Krys29 Memory Keeper Journal by Ravasheen ISO Full Control Camera by Ravasheen Photographic Memory 2.0 by Ravasheen Sims Portrait Maker by Ravasheen Indoor Dog Potty Pads by Ravasheen Music Festival and Concert Mod by Mercuryfoam Change outfit in Mirror by BrazenLotus Phone replacement by FrenchieSim Steady Sit & Seat Any Sim by Amellce

Food Related Mods: Drink Tray by Somik and Severinka, Grannies Cookbook by Littlbowbub Functional champagne bottles by Somik and Severinka 2xSlower fish and food Spoil by simmythesim Home Chef Hustle Pizza fix by Channel4sims Drinkable beer by Icemunmun Custom Drink Interactions by TheFoodGroup

Romance mods: (because I'm all about the love and drama relationship in my Sims) Wicked Whims by Turbodriver (E404P, Amra72, Kiki, lupobianco, Mia, Mike24, ooOLaLaWorld, Yummy-o-Tummy) Cute Romance by thepancake1 and MizoreYukii First Impressions by Lumpinou Kiss-n-Grind 1.5 by Utopya_cc Passionate Gifts 0.1 by Utopya_cc Carry and Kiss animation interaction mod by Khlas More kisses 1.5 by Maplebell Bed cuddle by thepancake1 and MizoreYukii Romance Interactions by KiaraMods Relationship & Pregnancy Overhaul by Lumpinou Expanded Storytelling Relationship Bits Mod by Maplebell

#will update as needed #faq #resources

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quidfree · 11 months

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hear me out…. todobaku as villains???

im going to disappoint you anon bc i am not a like... dark & twisted fantasy villain au person. as per quidfree canon what keeps me going is good characterisation and so you will find no undercut tattoo-laden bad boys here.

if you want my two cents on what todobaku villain au would most likely look like though it's under the cut

todoroki:

this one is easy right? touya exists. shouto already has his villain backstory: his dad is a bigshot hero uplifted by society and also an abusive bastard in private. his motivations in hero-oriented society are obvious.

i think shouto probably distinguishes himself from touya in a number of ways, one of which being style of villainy. touya was a lot more unstable emotionally (?tied to his quirk self-harm stuff) and undiscerning in his resentment (see: woman hater) even before he ran away. i think shouto would be a more classic anti-hero type villain, less quick to cause chaos and death to unrelated civilians or high schoolers. they would have an uneasy relationship if and when shouto figured out who dabi was- i think he would retain his empathy for his siblings and mother, but he would disagree with touya’s choices.

i see him as a loner villain, not likely to join the league. early UA shouto appeared to have literally never spoken to another person in ten years, so if he around that age veered off the expected path and went MIA, i think the whole ice prince thing would solidify pretty definitely. and that’s the kind of personality he’d have too- icy, controlled superiority over a core of red-hot rage. no quips here. though some dramatics. he hides it but shouto always has flair.

shouto is a practical guy first and foremost. i think he’d just wear something similar to his plumber fit. maybe something akin to a balaklava to mask his identity, but maybe not, if he wants to make his father aware of his actions. i do think touya-style he might go for a hairdye, but in his case it’d probably be bleach, as a sort of obvious reclaiming of rei’s heritage and rejection of enji’s.

overall as villains go if we are keeping to a world close to canon shouto is probably one of the more morally upright people you will encounter. very scary motherfucker but pretty targeted enemies, so unless you’re involved in maintaining the hero justice system at some pivotal level you’re probably safe. if you are though? rip i guess. prepare to have your home frozen, your limbs stuck to the ground, and an icepick summarily driven through your skull by a teenager.

bakugou

katsuki is tough because for him it very much depends on setting, and at a basic level when you’re looking at. katsuki fundamentally is not a fuck the system guy- he’s a guy the system loves, and he’s interested in winning it, not destroying it, at least until character development kicks his ass. so really if you want to go early canon for both of them, villain bakugou is just hero bakugou. a katsuki from the start of bnha left to continue on his presumed arc uninterrupted, no deku or kidnapping or war to force him to question himself. arrogant and cruel and uncaring of what heroism is meant to be about. saving big numbers, sure, or at least defeating big ones, but when your defeats involve death or as good as, hard to draw the line.

similarly, in a universe where for some reason heroes have lost their relevance and villains reign, teen katsuki would have very easily risen in that direction, with similar traits.

who would his targets be? whoever’s in his way, pretty much. even in a more anti-hero slant, villain’s goons would not be safe. and anyone who tried to recruit / hire / ally him would inevitably face some kind of betrayal bc katsuki simply got sick of orders and believes he can handle the fall-out.

in terms of looks, katsuki is more style conscious than shouto is, but as lord explosion murder doesn’t necessarily look very heroic i think he wouldn’t look that different. maybe more of the black and winter-suit vibes.

for as insufferable as he would be, he would also be horrifying, yes. i mean, the guy is a starter kit terrorist. even if he was in tantrum ego mode he could level a street. collateral would be nasty if katsuki didn’t care to contain himself.

todobaku villain interaction ???

if we’re going with the above sort of setting? would not stand each other. for bakugou it’s obvious stuff (think sports fest and general canon), but todoroki genuinely would not tolerate villain bakugou at all, given the obvious alarm bells of similarity to endeavor. it’s not his focus but if bakugou died he would not be displeased.

as in any universe they could be begrudgingly forced into cooperation and then be privately disgusted by how well they worked together after the initial predictable faux pas. all of their other villain colleagues are like “can’t we just call that guy in for an assist again” and theyre like *breathing exercises* no.

they are both despite appearances and villainy-amplified dramatics fairly pragmatic so theyd probably not actively seek to cross each other unless they seemed to be getting in the way of their respective goals. they can recognise that this would be getting into it w an unnecessarily big distraction/threat. but i can imagine the “keep out of this” warnings would be fairly inventive. todoroki negligently thwarts one of bakugou’s plots and bakugou turns his entire hideout to rubble. a bunch of todoroki’s contacts are collateral during one of bakugou’s attacks and bakugou wakes up to find all of his security died of hypothermia overnight. lest we forget they both have petty streaks.

hero x villain interaction would be. very funny and very bad. hero todoroki would be So Tired of villain bakugou bc of how frustrating it is that hes actually hard to stop and villain bakugou in turn would resent him immensely. hero bakugou dealing w villain todoroki? that would be (psychologically bizarre) fun. i think for some reason that would be the closest we get to a bakugou w ‘doodling hearts against their own volition’ crush energy. but theyd get along a lot better than the reverse, mainly bc hero bakugou is like a decent person and villain todoroki respects moral integrity. in both duos in a lighter setting the villain of the two might start getting a mild kick out of messing w the hero despite their focus on other things just bc 1) it gives villain todoroki the mildest of entertainment to look forward to every blue moon given he doesn’t necessarily wish bakugou any active harm 2) villain bakugou feels he’s owed some todoroki suffering considering how annoying he personally finds him.

that’s my two cents on it anyways. idk what everyone else has in mind!

#qui parle #qui repond #anon #todobaku #tdbk #villain au #katsuki bakugou #shouto todoroki #can someone Please explain to me where those evil deku wearing a bowtie and a smirk hcs came from. i hate that guy #i know where. people just like snarky scary villains. but still. it's the principle of the thing #50

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loving-and-dreaming · 1 year

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here we go again r.l

What happens when you sleep with three different guys, and end up with a daughter right after. Not knowing who the father is, you raise your daughter on your own. Teaching her magic at your own pace. But Albus Dumbledor and Minerva Mcgonagall cannot help but meddle in their three favorite students' lives, James, Sirius and Remus. HOGWARTS MEETS MAMMA MIA <3

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Sitting in front of three men who all somehow know each other, with your daughter in the next room is not how you thought you would be spending your Monday. But here we are, all thanks to that doofus Albus Dumbledor (who even though you went to school in the states, everyone knows) who couldn’t keep his nose out of your business and respect your decision. You must have hit your head, that is the only explanation. There is no way the universe, even with Dumbledore's meddling, could be this cruel. Let’s go back to the beginning to see how on earth we ended up here…

May 15th 1980

“This is it. WE MADE IT!!” you scream in Lilys ear on your way to the great hall. “We are finally free, we can use our magic outside of school without getting in trouble! We can finally go explore the world, we can go explore muggle towns! I am so excited, I cannot wait to travel and see the world.”

“Calm down girl, we have to actually get out of the school before we start making any grand plans of exploration. I don't even know if my mom will let me explore. What about you Mary? What are your plans?” Lily looked from you to Mary. Mary just shrugged, she was clearly not ready to leave school or leave her best friends, you and Lily. You all were known as the three musketeers during school. If you saw one of you, the others were sure to not be far behind. Mary is not the only one that is scared for the next steps, you all were. This school has been a part of your lives since you were 11! Leaving it is going to be hard.

Making your way in, you notice all the people who were graduating with you. These are people that you spent the last 7 years with. Yet, the only people you’re truly going to miss is Lily, Mary and you cannot forget your favorite teacher, Maria Gonzaolaz. Mrs. Gonzaolaz has been there through everything. All of your summers and breaks were spent at school, because your mom was too busy to let you come home. She was basically your second mom. So when you walked down to your seat late, as always and saw her give you. The mother stared at you and gave her a wink and a little smile. Taking your seats in the great hall and listening to the speeches is not what is considered a good time, but looking at the clock you have 2 minutes til you are free forever. The 2 minutes stretch on and on until you finally hear the words, “and most of all we wish you a fantastic life and hope you all use your magic to better the world. Thank you for your time at our school and have a wonderful life!” All of a sudden all students jumped up from their seats and went to hug their friends and their families. The only thing you could think of doing is something that was a spur of the moment decision. “Mrs. Gonzoalas!” you run up to her, grab her arms and spin her around in circles. Now she is not a teacher that would willingly do this, so everyone is shocked and quiet. But you don't stop there! You give her a big kiss right on the cheek! This makes a few gasps go around the room, surely she would take away your diploma, and not let you graduate after that display. She is a very serious teacher. But all everyone saw was her sending a small smile your way as you grab Lily and Mary’s hands and pull them away to the safety of the courtyard.

That night you all are sitting on the balcony(perks of being the Hall Manger, well perks of Lily being the hall manger and you mooching the benefits off her), you, Lilly and Mary talk about your next steps. Mary is thinking of going to school to be a healer! She seems very excited and Lily has already taken up her passion of writing. But while they are talking about their after school plans you simply look up at the stars. You don't realize they asked you a question til mary kicks your leg, “what about you, Y/N? What are you going to do? Have you broken the news to your mom of your plans or have those changed?”

“That is a very good question. I still want to travel, but mom gave me an ultimatum. I either go to college and get her help and money or take my money from my trust fund from my grandma and travel. But if I choose to travel, she told me I cannot go back home, and I no longer have a family…” The gravity of the situation had not kicked in until you told the girls. Not knowing what to do you simply look back up into the stars hoping and praying for some kind of answer. The next thing you know Mary and Lily come to lay on either side of you, grabbing ahold of your hands. Your mind is made up. Even if you lose your mom you know you will never lose the girls. You have everything you need here. So in June when all graduating students must leave it looks like your adventure will start.

Telling your mom was hard, you simply wrote to her and she wrote back to enjoy your life but don’t ever bother coming home. You didn’t mention this to Mary or Lily so when they are packing you sit on the window bench and you see the woods you, Mary, and Lily used to get into trouble in. You see the streets where you used to go on walks to clear your head. Is leaving the right thing? When or if you ever come back Mary and Lily will most likely be married with kids. Settling down sounds nice, but never experiencing anything new, always the same old is not for you. You are not a coward, you are strong and you understand this is a once in a lifetime chance and you have to take it, how wrong can it go?

The next day Mary and Lily take you to the airport! You don’t even know what your first stop is, you are just going to go and see what calls out to you. Looking at the board, France is really calling your name. You pay for your ticket and give the girls a big hug. You all did the teary goodbyes last night after the wine so today was all fun. They walked you as far as they could and then waved and wished you luck all the way until they couldn’t see you anymore.

The plane ride was okay, honestly you wish you could have slept but you were too excited to sleep! You have no plans and for the first time in your life, you feel free. Once the plane lands and you get off instead of looking for a place to stay, you decide to walk around a little bit. I mean it’s Paris, who wouldn’t go see the Eiffel Tower. After walking around for a good hour, you thought it best to find a place to stay for the night. The best part about this trip as you have no idea how long you’re staying anywhere but it’s still good to have a bed to sleep in. You arrive at this cathedral looking hotel. It's tall and looks like it’s been there for ages but has the most beautiful interior walking up to the desk. You notice no one’s there. You ring the bell a couple times but still nothing. You’re not a criminal, but you do need a place to stay so you go behind the desk to get a key and you’re gonna leave some cash. In the middle of you picking a key a man about your age comes stumbling down the stairs in his towel. You see his long black hair tied in a low bun at the nape of his neck and his tattoos covering his chest. He starts trying to speak French, which clearly he doesn’t know how to speak, and you’re trying not to laugh at him. He looks like he’s finished stumbling through something so you play with him a little bit and say “can you repeat that?”

He comes down the steps and stops in front of you on the other side of the desk. “I don’t work here, sorry.” You say with a shrug of your shoulders.

He looks at you like you’ve grown another head, “ Wait you don’t work here, should I call the police?” He picks up the phone about to call the police when you put your hand over his and put the phone back on the hook.

“ I prefer if you didn’t…” you don’t know how and honestly if you ask him he doesn’t know why, but he agrees to not call the police. Instead, he reaches behind you and grabs his room key and grabs the one right next to his room as well.

“ if you want to wait, I was about to go explore if you want to come with me?” he has a flirty tone, but still kind of shy and you think what’s the harm in saying yes, you’re here for an adventure anyways.

“ absolutely let me put some money down and put my suitcase and stuff down and we can go!” About 10 minutes later you’ve finished putting your suitcase in the room and touching up your make up a little bit because he is a cutie and go back downstairs to wait for him. However, he’s already there waiting for you when you come down. He’s wearing skinny jeans, a band T-shirt, and a leather jacket. His black hair is no longer in the low bun but sitting messily on top of his head. And if you do say so yourself, he looks beautiful. Without asking him what his plans were you grab his hand and pull him outside.

“ So I never got your name towel boy…”

“It’s Sirius Black, what is yours hotel impersonator”

“Mine is y/n, and I was never pretending to be anyone, you simply assumed I was someone! Anyways, by your awful French I can tell you are not from here, so what are you doing here?”

“ fulfilling my destiny. My dad owns the hotel that we were in and wants me to run it. It’s not really what I wanna do but my dad’s not one you typically say no to so here I am. What about you? What are you doing in France?”

“ Well while you have your destiny, I’m trying to figure my destiny out and for some reason I have a feeling it’s in Greece” through this conversation, y’all have walked all around this beautiful, huge fountain, you both are kind of hungry, so you grab his hand and pull him in the direction of a restaurant. The waiters are dressed as soldiers from Napoleon times, and the restaurant itself is designed to look like it's from an era, but the food smells delicious so the two of you sit down and continue a conversation over some good food. “ There's this island on the far side of Greece that says if you pass it, you’ll fall off the end of the Earth. I don’t know why, but it’s my destiny to go there or at least part of my destiny. I still don’t know my true Destiny but I’m hoping I’ll find it when I get there.”

“ Wow, that’s beautiful. And it sounds extremely fun, but not exactly for me even though running the hotel isn’t exactly what I want to do. I know I would never want to live on a small island. I'm a big city guy myself. Part of the reason I said yes to run in the hotels is because it’s in Paris and what a beautiful city Paris is. On another note why don’t we talk about what’s going to happen between you and me tonight”

“ whoa Sirius that’s a bit bold there don’t you think”

“ Well I’ve been thinking about it since I ran into you and I can’t think of any reasons not to. Let’s look at the pros and cons. I’m only seeing pros here. What about you?”

“ I mean your lovely guy and you’re very handsome but we just met tonight”

“ yeah but when you talk about not knowing your destiny, you already know mine. And my Destiny is with you tonight.” All the sudden, he pushes back his chair so fast, the chair actually falls over, he gets on his knees in front of you and pretends like his heart is pounding out of his chest. “ I couldn’t escape my destiny even if I wanted to surrender, just like Napoleon did to my love for you. How could you ever refuse because I feel like we win when we lose!” You are a laughing mess . You pull him up by his ear, and just start to dance a little crazy to the music that’s playing in the background.

“ Okay Sirius, why not after dinner we can go have some fun!”

Although you had fun with Sirius, you knew Paris wasn’t where you were meant to be. So you left him a note and some cash for the hotel room and quickly snuck out. You went back to your room and packed as fast as you could, you could’ve sworn you saw that the ferry schedule had ten minutes until it left. You don’t think you’ve ever run that fast in your entire life. Getting to the dock was easy, getting on the actual fairy was the hard part. Because the fairy was going to another country you had to go through customs. And the guy at customs was heckling you over how your hair grew out. Eventually he let you pass and you were running with everything in your hand. Some of your stuff is even falling out of your suitcase. Yet, the fairy still left without you. “ Wait, it’s not too late to turn around. My destiny is on that island!” All of a sudden you feel a top on your shoulder and turn around to see the handsomest dorkiest guy you can imagine. He had curly brown hair on top of his head, the cutest roundest glasses and an outfit that screamed rich sailor guy.

“ If I follow you around long enough, I’ll eventually have a whole new wardrobe,” you look to see what he’s talking about to see him, holding a good amount of your clothes and holding your bikini top up to his chest.

“ I don’t really think that's your style but you’re welcome to try it on.” he laughs and jumps on the boat right next to the dock. “ don’t worry, the next fairy wall will come tomorrow.”

The boat he’s on seems nice enough to be able to make it to the island you want to go to. Normally, you wouldn’t ask him if he could take you, but you swear something in the Island is calling to you and you’re gonna find out what it is. So in the softest and nicest telling you can manage, you simply ask him “ well what if I didn’t have to wait until tomorrow what if there is this boy-“

“ That's tall with glasses and handsome, who has 3 days until his sailing tournament?”

“ what if there’s this boy that is reasonably attractive with his boat, all to himself?”

“ oh, this boat isn’t actually mine. I was just trying to impress you.” Shoulders, dropping, and eyes to the sky. You take a deep breath and try to figure out your next moves. “ I’m just kidding, the boat is mine. Hop on. I’m James.” Laughing with relief and disbelief. You hop on the boat and hope for the best. He talks you through everything that he’s doing while he’s preparing the boat to set sail. When you’re out far enough, he leads you inside the boat where you’ll be staying. “ There's two beds, my lady. But as you can see, one of them is completely full, so it looks like we’ll be sharing.” The bed is simply full with a bunch of pools, Floaties you roll your eyes at him.

“ How convenient.” You say over your shoulder as you head back up the stairs. Unfortunately he wasn’t done talking yet.

“ You have one of those smiles that makes the rest of the world smile too. Luckily, the trip isn’t long enough so when you leave my boat, my fragile heart won’t be shattered.” he says, clutching his heart. Try not to laugh when you grab on the pole and swing around.

“ OK OK I get it now you’re one of them.”

“ one of who?”

“ one of those boys that falls in love so easily in the evening, just to fall out of it just as quickly in the morning. As you’re leaving you tell her it’s not her it’s you. You’re in too much pain for her to handle.” He is about to reply when you both hear a call for help. Looking around you see a man on a small boat and get closer.

“Please help me, my engine died and I have to get to my beautiful love! She’s waiting on the mainland for me. I have to get to her before her family marries her off to some rich old guy! Please please find it in your heart to help, I love her with all my heart and don’t want to be without her!”

One look at James and the both of you say at the same time “ of course we will help!” Reuniting him with his bride was beautiful. You pulled up to the mainland and he jumped on the boat right away screaming for his love. Unfortunately, it’s clear he didn’t know how to swim so you and James translated for him screaming to his bride that was about to get in the car on the way to the wedding about how much he loves her and wants to spend the rest of his life with her. Next thing, the two of you notice is the girl in a wedding dress, jumping into the ocean swimming to her love. The both of you are so high on love you decide to go ahead and share the bed and share some love while you're at it.

It took a total of three days to get to the island, James drops you off at the dock worrying about you. “ Are you sure you’re gonna be OK? Do you need anything? I’ll be back here in three weeks after the tournament. Be careful. I swear there’s a storm coming.”

“ James stop, I'll be fine. It's wonderful here, just look at the green hills, the water, the rocks, and the history of the place. And what do you mean there’s a storm coming it’s clear skies it's a wonderful day!” After this you start to walk into the island. Turning around you give James one last look and blow him a goodbye kiss, and then you turn around and start your next adventure.

Wandering the island was fun, there was so much history here. In your adventures you stumbled upon this beautiful hotel. It was a little rundown, but you can see the future that it holds. The rain came out of nowhere. Turns out James was right and it’s a bad storm drenching you from head to toe. There’s a thudding sound coming from the other side of the building, carefully you make your way in to go see what it was. It turns out it was a horse tied to a string. It must have gotten spooked because of the storm. It was up on its hind legs. Overall it looked frightening not for you, but for the horse. Clearly the horse was in distress and you were on your way to help them. All of a sudden they kick the support beam, and the roof comes crashing in separating you from them. You did the only thing you can think of, you ran to go find some help. Running along the path, your shoes getting stuck in the mud said mud also getting kicked up onto your legs. Your hair is slicked down your back. You finally stumble upon someone driving a moped. You’re frantically asking for help. “ please please I need help. He’s so frightened and scared and I can’t get to him.”

“ Who is scared? What can I do to help you? hop on and tell me where to go?” Not even knowing your name, and not even knowing his name you go to help the horse. Between the two of you, the stranger talking to him and you getting a hold of the reins the horse finally calms down. You don’t feel like leaving him so you plan to stay in the barn-like structure with the horse all night. “ Do you need me to stay, I don't mind, I'm Remus, what's your name?”

“I’m y/n and if you’re sure you don’t mind I’m sure me and shadow that’s what I’m gonna name him wouldn’t mind the company. The storm doesn’t look like it’s gonna slow down anytime soon.” The two of you stay up talking and make sure Shadow is feeling better. Eventually you both fall asleep against shadow seeing as shadow ends up laying down with you. Waking up, you thought the stranger would be gone and it would be just you and shadow. However, you were pleasantly surprised when Remus was still there. “ Good morning Remus, I'm going to explore the town today. Can I invite you along to get you? I think I owe you breakfast?” you grab his hand and pull him out to his moped and let him lead the way.

Remus decides to show you around some of the shops before you decide to pick a place for breakfast. The both of you sit down and talk about anything and everything you learn about how he’s running away from his life back on the mainland and he learns that you were running towards your life with no idea of where it’s going. He says he has a week left, but he doesn’t seem excited to go back. After lunch, he takes you to walk around the island. Not sure how it’s possible but you’re already feeling like he could be it for you. So you tell him “ Remus I just want you to know that you’re gonna have to take it easy with me and take it slow. Let’s just let what happens happen and go from there okay?” This time he leads you back to his little shack and you spend the night together. In your head you were really thinking this is the most guys that you’ve slept with in this short of time. It hasn't even been a week yet you slept with three different guys? But you swear there’s something different about Remus and the way he looks at you, you know he feels it too.

In the morning he wakes you up and packs a picnic. He leads you to a boat and you both get on. You decide the time is now or never to tell him how you’re feeling. “ Remus I’m going to be honest with you and you might think I’m insanely crazy but I wasn’t kidding last night when I said I want to stay here forever. This is my home. This island is my destiny and I’m pretty sure you’re a part of that. I know you have your real life to get back to you in a week but maybe you do something crazy and you stay here.” he looks at you with something in his eyes that you can’t explain, but laughs

“I don’t think you’re crazy but I also don’t think it’s that easy.”

“ I’ll take that answer for now” you spend the entire day laughing and playing around on the small small island off the main island. Returning to his shack you both fall into bed together again.

In the morning, you wake up feeling open hearted, and as light as a butterfly. You know it’s only been a week but you can’t help it, your heart is open and ready to fall for Remus as soon as you let it. Deciding to go pick some oranges for breakfast you grab a sack and walk around the back to the orange tree(of course since no one was around you used your magic to get them. But no one needs to know that). When you come back, your open heart is about to get broken again, but you don’t know that. You get the orange and start looking for a knife to cut it with you open up one of his drawers. Instead of a knife you find a journal with a picture sticking out. In hindsight you should have been more focused on the fact that the picture was a moving one(stuff you know muggles don’t have) but instead all you can focus on is the breaking of your heart. They say that a picture is worth 1000 words and you’ve never understood that until now. You pick up his journal and take a closer look at the picture to see Remus, and a girl, what catches your eye the most is the engagement ring on her hand. You’ve seen enough you grab your bag, your journal, put your shoes on and run back to the rundown hotel. He does have the decency to chase you, but for the first time you don’t wanna listen to anything Remus has to say. But you entertain his pleas for you to listen. “ I’ll listen when you answer three questions. Are you engaged to that beautiful woman in the picture?”

“Yes.”

“ Did you tell me that you were engaged?”

“ no.”

“ did you seriously think I would be OK with it?”

“Y/n please just listen”

“ I’ve done enough listening leave now”

He storms out as you storm up the stairs. When he left you explored a bit more and found a little spot outside where you can cry. Well, it’s only been a week but like you said you felt an incredible connection with him and now your hearts shattered. When you look up from the ground, you see him boarding a boat. The both of you hold eye contact until he’s too far away for you to see anymore. And with him your heart goes too.

The water is splashing on the dock while you wait for Lily and mary. You wrote to them to come out and visit. You had some important news. Unfortunately the important news is you are pregnant. All that is going through your head is how you will be doing this all on your own AND you have no idea who the father is. It could be Sirius, James or Remus. However you have no way to contact any of them, so it looks like it will be just you. They get off the boat and run to give you the biggest hug. In reality it has been less than a month, but these girls you spent your entire life with and not seeing them for even a day was too much. Seeing them again just brings back so many memories, not to mention the feelings of magic. You have been immersed in the muggle world and have hardly used your magic at all. The last memory of your magic is that fateful day when your heart got broken. “Lily! Mary! Oh how much I have missed you. Let's go to the cafe I told you about. I have so much to tell you.”

“Where is the future professor you were telling us about, the handsome one named remus?? We are dying to meet him!”

“So um… turns out he was engaged. To another woman. And she was beautiful…” Lily grabs you and hugs you, all of a sudden you feel Mary's arms around you as well.

“We are so sorry sweetheart, well let us go check out the cafe and see what kind of wine this place has.” All three of you walk to the cafe, the older lady who runs the cafe being the sweet lady. She has already started to prepare your glass of wine. When you decline it Lily takes it no question but the older lady gives you a look. “So now that we are sitting down, please darling tell us everything that happened with professor boy!”

“I was cheated by him, so I did what I do best, made up my mind that it was going to end. Lily, Mary i dont think i will ever learn… He sets a fire within my soul. With just one look from him I can hear bells ringing, I forget everything but him. And now it is all gone. And that is not even the worst thing… I think I might be pregnant… and I have no clue who the father is.” This is the first time you have ever seen lily go speechless and may spit out wine.

“What do you mean” they both say at the same time… So for the rest of the evening you go and tell them about everything that has happened. They try to get you to leave and you were almost considering it, until Sophia, the older cafe owner, butts in the conversation.

“You know y/n you don't have to leave. That old hotel you are staying in, who do you think owns it? I do. Me. And you can stay there rent free if you fix it up. You'll have a roof over your head for you and your child.”

“Why would you do that Mrs. Sophia, you don't know me??”

“I judge a person's heart by how they treat animals, and that night in the storm you saved, hector my horse.”

“Oh… I named him Shadow, but Hector fits him more. I would love nothing more than to stay. Thank you so much Mrs. Sophia, I will not let you down!” running out of the cafe with lily and mary still trying to convince you to go back with them you run all the way to your new home. It's going to be a lot of work, you know this. But looking at the building you can envision your future here. You and your child's future.

August 1991

That brings you to where you are now… Sitting in front of three guys you believe you would never see again. You are not an angel by any means, but you are currently damning Albus to hell for doing this. If he would have just accepted the fact that you are not sending your daughter to Hogwarts and left you be, you would be fine. Secretly teaching her magic behind closed doors. You cannot get out of your head until Remus stands up.

“Well clearly something is going on. So Y/N would you please explain why we are all here?”

“Whoa you have no right to demand anything from me, you two timing cheaters! I need you all to leave, Now.” Storming out of the room you go to the room in which your daughter is blissfully unaware of what is going on and use magic to call Lily and Mary and get them here ASAP. Thankfully your private bedroom has a fireplace so they can floo powder over here now. Both of them rush to you yet you rush to the bathroom. You try to explain what is happening and going on but your words are muffled because you are currently hiding from your daughter. However with Lily and Mary fussing over you and you hiding from her she was able to sneak out and explore with her wand. You have been teaching her Lumos and that is why currently she is dancing through the hallways with her wand alight from one end. Luckily she doesn't get far but she does go where you were hoping she would never go, in the same room as her three possible dads.

She is at that age where she knows she is different from her peers. Her friends have dads and she doesn’t. She is open minded and she is open mouthed. So she takes it upon herself to ask every man/boy she sees if they are her father. That’s made for some very interesting shopping trips. So what does her brain tell her to do when she sees three guys her moms age sitting in a room? “Are one of you my dad?” This makes them all chuckle.

“We are not sure, sweetheart. Why don't you go ask your mom.” James didn't mean to sound so scared, but he has never been asked a question like that. Once she is gone he pulls out the letter he got form dumbledore and reads it aloud while the other two boys follow along on their letters. “Dear James, It is imperative to the future of the wizarding community you fly to the island listed below and change y/n’s mind. Again this is imperative to everyone's future. Signed Albus and Minerva.” They all got the same letter, the only thing that was different was their names. None of them knew what was going on, but any chance to see y/n again was one they were going to take. But the question was on all of their minds, how did the others know y/n? They never mentioned anything about her. James is the first to speak, “so, clearly we all know y/n, but how? I mean I know how I know her, but what about you two?”

Sirius never lost his attitude or his long hair, “I spent one day with her in France when I was first taking over the French hotel for dad, it was the summer of 1980.”

“Whoa no way. I spent three days with a y/n when taking her to this island… she needed a boat and it was right before my sailing tournament that summer… So you are saying we slept with the same girl in the same summer? What about you remus? How do you know her? She seemed pissed at you?” James basically yells.

“I don't want to talk about it. I'm not sure what is going on. But clearly she doesn't want me here. So I think I am going to leave.” Remus says dejectedly. He truly doesn't want to leave, what you don't know is after he left, he came back looking for you. But he couldn't find you. He turns to leave to see a very angry looking red head girl.

“Hello you three doofuses. I am Lily, y/n best friend. Now can you explain what on earth you are doing here, before you make me use an unforgivable curse?”

James goes as red as her hair and holds his hands up. “Whoa we got these letters and came because it seemed important!” He shoves the letter in her direction while trying to smirk at her. It was not working. She was too involved in who was breaking her best friend's heart and who sent her niece away upset because he was not nice to her. She snatched it out of his hand, pointed to the couch where all three men sat and turned to walk back out. Mary sits with y/d/n while lily is in the bathroom with you cleaning your tears and telling you everything is going to be okay.

You have been in your room with your daughter all day. Too afraid to go out, so thankfully Lily knows everything about running the hotel and was able to step in for you. However the need for food is too much so you leave the sanctuary your room provides. It’s dinner time, they should be gone just like you asked. Mary, Lily, you and y/d/n go down to the restaurant attached to the hotel. Your good mood is about to be shattered. Looking up from y/d/n you see all three boys sitting there laughing and joking with each other. Confused, you march right up to them, “What part of leave now do you not understand??”

“We are not leaving until you tell us what is going on.”

“Honestly none of it is your business. My family and I have been fine on our own and I don’t need you three coming in here and ruining everything. Any other questions or can I please go and enjoy dinner with my family?” They knew something was going on, but they didn't know what… Why does Dumbledore need them here? How does he even know about y/n. Clearly y/d/n has magic, but do you? With more questions than answers they just simply eat dinner and catch up. Once dinner was finished Remus reflected on everything James is a writer in the muggle world and wizard world, and Sirius is now CEO of his dads company. They all have their lives in and out of magic. But something they do know is your daughter has magic and this hotel was restored with magic. They can feel the magic running through the walls. But that begs the question as to who has the magic? You or someone else. What is the possibility of someone else having the magic then you having a magic daughter. The more he thinks about it the more certain they are that you have magic.

The next day y/d/n was exploring the island, you know it’s not dangerous and everyone here loves you and your daughter. So you know it’s safe for her to wander around. She goes down to the dock to watch the fish. What she sees however is a MASSIVE boat(well massive to her) and starts to look at it! She then notices James and shyly walks up to him. He smiles at her, a lot less nervous than the first time he spoke with her. Seeing as she is an extension of you he treats her like family. They go swimming together and he lets her explore the boat while explaining what each part does.

Eventually she left James but she was not done. Her next stop was the little shop by the beach where they make yummy drinks for her. When she gets there she notices another one of the weird guys from the hotel. This is the one with black long hair. She climbs on the stool next to him and waves at the girl working at the shop and smiles when she sees her begin to make her favorite drink. Without thinking she grabs the guys hair and whispers pretty. He normally doesn’t let people touch his hair, but when she is looking at him with the puppy dog eyes that look just like yours he can’t help it. That’s how they spend time until dinner. Doing each others hair, she learns his name is Sirius but calls him Siri. For a boy he is really good at doing hair, she thinks. When the clock hits 5:30pm she knew she had to rush home so you didn’t lose your mind.

However when she got back to the hotel, she didn’t just go right inside. She went to her favorite place, the garden with the little bench she reads at. When she got there she realized someone was already there. One of those three guys was also here! What an adventure she had today. The first day that three random people were here on her island she got to meet all of them. She does what she does best and goes up to him and asks him what he is reading. Now Remus is the smartest one. He had a feeling once he got the letter from Dumbledore that he had a kid and that’s what the whole thing was about. Remus wanted to step up and be the father he couldn’t be. He showed her his wand and was sneakily asking questions like, “does mom have a wand? Who teaches you?” Once she answered his suspensions were right. You did have magic. And you are the one that has been teaching her. During their little hangout he taught her how to plant and grow a tree! However she had to go because she heard you calling for her and telling her dinner was ready. With one more hug to Remus she runs off to find a you.

At dinner she tells you all about her adventures with James, Sirius, and Remus. As any good mother would do, you scold her for playing with strangers, she knows who she can and cannot hang out with. However what catches your ear is when she said she was growing trees with Remus. Now like any sane person would you immediately think of planting seeds, but then she shows you the orange she picked from the tree they grew together. If you were a muggle you might have brushed it off as a child's imagination. But you know magic when you see it. This means that at least Remus has magic, now that you are thinking about it you remember the picture of him and his fiance moving much like a picture from the wizarding world. After dinner you plan to track him down and confront him.

y/d/n is in her room with aunt mary and lily having a girls night while you are in search of answers. Not knowing where he was or what he was doing you think back. First you check the stables where you spent your first night together, he wasn't there. Then you try his old shack, which is run down and falling apart, he was not there. Your last hope was the little part of the beach where the entire week he was here yall would spend time together at. Making your way down there you can see him from afar. You take a moment to prepare yourself. In all honesty you never stopped loving him. Even though it was a week, that week was the only time you felt alive until your daughter was born. Shaking your head to rid yourself of those thoughts you make your way down to get some answers.

Being a bit dramatic the first thing you do is pull out your wand and aim it at him. While he puts his hands up he does not look frightened. But the fact that he put his hands up and didn't laugh at you means your thoughts were true. He must be a wizard. Never one to beat around the bush you ask, “are you a wizard?” he just nods and shrugs his shoulders. “How come you never told me??”

“Well to be fair you never told me either.” he says while pointing to your wand, “plus if you weren't a wizard imagine how crazy I would have sounded.”

“That's true but still.” you give him a look and start laughing with him like old times before your heart was broken. All of a sudden you stop and get serious, “why are you here remus? And not just in this spot but on the island?”

“I put it together and I figured it out. The only question is who huh? Who is the dad? Me, James, or Sirius?”

“I don't know nor do I care. y/d/n and I have been fine all our lives and we will continue to be fine. How come you are not back on the midland with your family. I am sure that the beautiful woman you call a wife did not appreciate you dropping everything to come here.”

Remus thought it was now or never to tell you the full truth. “y/n you don't know this, but I came back. I came back for you. But they told me you already left and moved on. So I did the only rational thing. I went back. Got married. Was teaching at a muggle college. But we soon found out that my heart was not in the marriage. My heart belonged to a different girl. The marriage was a lie neither of us wanted to live anymore. So I have been alone for a good while and I went back to muggle school to become a teacher for high school students. I have nothing. I know you can't forgive me but I would love nothing more than to stay here with you. I can teach y/d/n magic and normal school stuff. I can help you with the hotel. Please just don't make me leave. I brought everything I own hoping you would at least let me stay.” He takes a deep breath and looks at you with eyes that rival your daughters in the puppy dog look.

That conversation between the two of you went well into the morning. You talked about anything and everything, what you have been doing in those 11 years apart from what to do with y/d/n and her dad. How he would love to step in as her dad, but also gets it if you don't want that. And talking about what to do with the other two guys.

In the morning you both made your way back to the hotel and saw James and Sirius in the cafe for breakfast. Looking at each other you think it's now or never. Together hand in hand you make your way over to them. Sitting down and explaining the situation went a lot smoother because you had Remus. It has been less than a week since he has been here back in your life but already you feel the effects he has on you. James and Sirius are shocked but spoke in all honesty they are not ready to be full time fathers. So while Remus took over the father figure they took up the roles of uncles.

Years later Albus Dumbelore got a letter for him and Minerva. He noticed the sender and immediately ripped it open. What he found inside made him smile and call Minerva into his office. Together they read: we are pleased to invite you to the wedding of y/n y/l/n and Remus Lupin. Below in what can only be your handwriting they read: without your meddling we would not be here. So of course you have an invite to the wedding. We hope to see you there.

Thank you so much to @whoahoney and @maddipoof y’all are the best and I cannot thank you enough for all the encouragement and support(lord knows I need it)

A/n please be kind im still working at getting better 💕

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demonlattee · 6 months

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I have discovered your male MJ and now I want to know MORE about him-

Aka bls gush about him so I can learn all about him and Noir.

OH, BOY. ARE YOU ASKING FOR MY MALCOLM?? ✨💖✨💕💖 I have written a little lore of it! (I warn that I am not a writer and English is not my first language, in case it looks too messy!!)

This is Malcolm Jarvis Watson! He's 34 years old and he's a journalist of the Daily Bugle 🖤

(I ship him with Noir's 2020 comic, In that comic Noir adopts more the personality of the character in the movie. But in general his lore is set in the comics.)

Backstory: Malcolm Jarvis was born into a loving family in the heart of New York. From an early age he was drawn to the world of theater and dreamed of becoming an actor. He often spent his evenings rehearsing monologues and singing songs from shows he attended with his parents. However, tragedy came to him when he was only twelve years old; when the letter arrived from the army advising that his father was missing in action (MIA). Malcolm was devastated by the news and with no other options he had to grow up quickly to protect his sister and help his mother at home. After school, Malcolm did small jobs to help them meet their basic needs. He gave up his dream of becoming a stage actor, focusing on his responsibilities to his family.

When he turned eighteen, MJ left home and moved into an apartment, although he never stopped visiting his mother and sister, providing support with money he saved for them. Desperate to find a way to make ends meet, Malcolm turned to journalism. During this time he discovered that he had a talent for writing and storytelling. His charismatic personality and natural curiosity helped him land a job as a reporter at a local newspaper: the Daily Bugle. He discovered he enjoyed the thrill of chasing news. But the more he rummaged around the city, the more he found New York's dark secrets; cops and politicians commissioning criminals to do their dirty work, mobsters taking over the streets; people starving and attacks on activists fighting for their rights. This only increased Malcolm's determination to show the truth. MJ never forgot his dream of becoming an actor. He attended performances in his spare time, remembering his childhood dream.

• MJ unknowingly went to Aunt May's Bowery welfare center to help her out a little on the days her nephew Peter was not around. He meets Spider-Man Noir by chance, arguing a bit for meddling in crime scenes. But gradually their relationship changes for the better when they notice that the two have a common goal. They started working together in some cases because of the trust they had with each other.

More silly facts:

• Malcolm's birthday is 08/8

• He loves birds! his dream is to have a small cockatiel as a pet.

• Big nerd of musicals/theater(?

• They act like an old married couple. (that's the way you act with your job partner, detective-?)

• Personality: spontaneous, smooth Talker, thrill-seeking, optimistic, chillgoing, gentleman, polite, talkative, social butterfly, “Old fashioned” (and an ESFP! 💛)

• I think about his Voice Claim: Gerardo Reyero (in spanish 🇲🇽) Barry Bostwick (in english 🇺🇸)

A tiny draw in Spiderverse's style! ❤️

And that's all, I guess! I'll post more about them and their lore!! Thank u so much for ur interest in my baby MJ ;v; <3

#spiderverse oc #malcolm jarvis #Spiderverse #spiderman noir #spider noir #male mj #oc x canon #oc x cc

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vesemirsexual · 8 months

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wait no another one 🔀 for lambert adopting renfri

send me a 🔀 and a pairing, and i’ll shuffle my playlist and make an au based on the first song that comes up

No Roots - Alice Merton

okay this concept is mildly hilarious to me. but lambert ends up finding young renfri on the run from her stepmother and stregobor, and basically a feral little stray. she tries to steal his horse from the stables at an inn one night and he’s like I think the Fuck not. so renfri tries the big eyes “please mr I have nothing” and lambert is like wow cool, not my problem! begone little rat.

so anyway this kicks off renfri following him around and actively trying to rob his ass out of spite. he’s super annoyed and keeps telling her she’s lucky he doesn’t beat up kids, and she’s meanwhile like yeah i am going to take this assholes shit to sell. eventually she does actually manage to snatch some of his shit - he thought he’d finally gotten rid of the little brat, and while he was on a contract she DID actually do it. so he’s tracking her down like “right, going to make an exception, this kid is a fucking ASS” and it works out because miss renfri has drawn a little bit too much attention following a Witcher and she’s been hunted down by one of stregobors apprentices.

lambert gets about 5 mins into hearing the explanation about why dissecting little girls is totally cool actually before he loses it and the idiot loses his head. so now lambert is pissed off and he HAD wanted to teach this little shit a lesson but now she’s clearly terrified and shaking and okay he will watch her back for ONE night out here and then she’s on her own okay.

so lambert basically ends up with a child he can’t help but actually like. she’s vicious and she’s mouthy and rude and very determined to live (it does NOT remind him of anyone okay!!)

so now they’re staying moving because he doesn’t really know how big this is, and how many people are actually after this kid. and he thinks about taking her to kaer morhen, even if just for the winter, and he thinks about her teary terrified face when he’d found her, and he thinks about her in kaer morhen, and is completely rational about it of course - lambert decides he can’t take her there and he doesn’t want them to know about her. he doesn’t want their advice about children and they don’t know anything and he doesn’t want them giving renfri any terrible ideas about life.

so lambert isn’t returning home for a few winters and everyone is shattered because they think he’s dead. until there’s a rumour about a mouthy little bitch of a Witcher that literally cannot be anyone else, and one of his siblings hunts him down and is like …what the fuck is that? and lambert is immediately a little bit too defensive, too fierce about it all.

basically, baby boy has to face his trauma and they all have to ACTUALLY talk and clear the air. renfri is like woah mama mia you guys are way more messed up than me, comforting. lambert is actually doing pretty well at the parenting/mentoring thing and appears to be actually be trying to be a somewhat good example (it’s the cycle of healing and being better bitch)

#the way this RAN away from me huh!#anyway they’re also still insane tho please never doubt that. they’re menaces.#lambert x2 #it’s baby woman lambert electric boogaloo #katie txt #asks #also cannot stress enough it is NOT smart to follow this man around trying to rob him again!#but she’s young and angry and stupid and needs to get one up on SOMEONE #and he’s an okay target bc he’s also bottom of the social totem pole too so less risk

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thenightlymirror · 16 days

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When I was coming home from my first Trauma Survivors Support Group meeting, this was Leap Day, actually, I parked at the post office as usual and got out of my car only to be immediately greeted by a scruffy little dog. The dog waited for me to get out of the car and pet it. Her owner just stood there with the leash and waited too.

I asked the little dog, “Are you my CIA handler? Is this the drop spot?” Then she got the zoomies.

I have met this same little dog on two more occasions. Her name is Mia. The owner will tell me the dogs name, and listen to me banter with the dog back and forth, but never introduces herself.

Today, I got off late and saw Mia and her owner sitting on the corner bench. Winnetka is a place for dog walkers and New Trier students and quarter-zip fleeces and Tesla ports. It’s like a sitcom village. So people sit on benches. I walked up and asked Mia how her workday went.

“I’m looking for someone to inherit my dog,” the woman said.

“Mia can live on my little couch, and help me decorate my apartment,” I said. I’m a more than a little top heavy. If you’ve ever seen me, you know I’m basically built like a bowling ball on chop sticks. So petting a little dog for a long time is a funny posture to be in for a man my size, especially on the street.

“I’m a memorialist at a cemetery. I design headstones for families. Mostly I just push around paper.” I spoke about my job and the surprising stress for what you would assume was a quiet place, as an outsider.

Now you have to wonder, has she really been walking around the block every day, looking for someone to inherit her dog, and where am I in the running? #1? #5?

I accidentally gave a pretty good interview to be the new owner of a scruffy little dog. I would love that little dog so much. I’m a little scared, because if she dies, will it be by her own hand? And how will she bequeath to me this dog? Hand it off with a brief goodbye? Or post it up by her leash on the corner where it will just wait all day until I get off work and notice it there?

My Occam’s Razor guess is that she has some terminal illness. Patrick asked me if this was maybe a cry for help, and of course it was at least a little cry for help. And I just gave her a warm gloss.

“I don’t know how to respond well to cries for help. And I don’t know how to very well cry for help, I guess.”

(This is what Patrick wrote.)

I don’t either. I tend to let cries for help slide. Isn’t that what an angel would do? You do not disturb the dreamer. You keep things on an even keel. No one has to be embarrassed. No one has to regret making a short, stabbing remark. Agony is like the weather. It’s all weather.

Well. Borges’ Law. Nothing will happen now.

For the best.

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baxteravenue · 2 years

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Out of the Woods

summary: seeing your ex at a party never works out, sometimes it’s for the best though.

a/n: i wrote this when i was heartbroken. sorry for being mia, next post should be sweeter.

You were mad and terribly jealous. You knew you didn’t have the right to feel that way but you couldn’t help it. He looked good, almost too good and he was making another girl giggle the same way he used to make you.

You broke up with him though. You had every right to make that decision though, he was treating you like shit and you hardly ever saw him due to his high demand schedule. Just because he was Jack Harlow the famous rapper didn’t mean that he couldn’t be Jack, your boyfriend anymore.

Jack would have never pulled the plug, he would have kept you trailing behind him. He would have made you feel even more stupid as he claimed to be single in every interview he did, knowing you were waiting for him at home. He would have played you like a fool as he came home from overseas with dozens of new girls' numbers in his phone.

So five months ago from now you had broken up with him over text, while he was in Australia, and then you proceeded to block his number and completely delete him from your life.

And it worked for a while… until now.

“Holy shit he’s back from tour?” Marlie, one of yours and Jack’s mutual friends, spoke before looking over at you, “Do you mind?”

You shook your head, “I’m not petty.”

It was true, you didn’t care if your friends were still friends with him. It’s not like he fucked them over. So you watched carefully from across the room as basically everyone at the party made their way at some point over to Jack to say hi.

You scrolled aimlessly on your phone, trying your best to seem like you were not bitter and ready to leave. It was hard though when his voice and laugh cut through like a hot knife.

“So you weren’t gonna say hi, I’m guessing?” The familiar voice had now sat right beside you and even though you couldn’t see anyone looking at you, you could feel the entire room's eyes on you and the now very famous person beside you.

You scoffed, refusing to look over at him. “Believe it or not, not everyone is obligated to say something to you… No matter how many awards you win.”

Jack knew you would be cold, he just didn’t expect you to be so ice cold. “Y/N.” His voice was barely above a whisper, and his words were shaky. You were the only one who could ever get him like that. “Look at me please.”

His voice though, how sweet it got whenever he talked to you. His voice, the same way yours affected him, his did the same to you.

“So you’re just gonna ignore me?”

“So you’re just gonna ignore me?” An unfamiliar voice came from behind you, hands crawling to your waist.

You quickly turned around, stepping back. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

Jack’s eyes widened as he looked at you, someone he in fact did not know. “I am so fuckin’ sorry I thought you were… Oh shit… My bad.”

You raised a brow, “Yeah I’m not Gracie.”

“No kidding huh.” Jack rubbed at the back of his neck embarrassed, “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to touch you like that.”

You laughed at how bad he visibly felt. “I’m Y/N.”

“Jack.” He smiled back at you.

You quickly stood up, not wanting to deal with Jack. Your heart was thumping hard against your chest as you made your way through the dark loud house, passing by sweaty bodies. You no longer wanted to be there anymore.

Nah, I’m good just give me a second

That’s cool I’ll be right back

Give me a sec

You could hear his voice following you even as you made your way out the front door, starting your walk down the block to where you parked.

“Y/N!”

“What?!” You practically yelled, turning around to face Jack. “What Jack? What could you possibly want?”

“Really? What could I want?” He looked hurt, “What could I want from the girl who broke up with me over text when I’m on a different continent and then blocked me?”

You stared at him, not answering.

“I came home and all your stuff was gone from our home.” His voice cracked.

“Your home.” The words felt like venom coming out of your mouth, “That was never our home. In order for it to be our home, it’s required for you to actually be there, to sleep there, to eat there, to live there. I never woke up to you Jack. I could count on my hands how many times we actually stayed there together.”

“I—“

“And did I actually break up with you? Because in all those interviews you were claiming you were single while I was at our supposed home. I was going crazy Jack and you weren't there. I was lonely and you didn’t care. I was always putting you first and I finally decided to put myself first.” You were now sobbing.

“Bab- Y/N, you know why I always said I was single in those interviews… For show, you knew how it was, how I need to seem accessible.” Jack has no idea why he’s trying to make excuses.

“So it was for show when you cheated on me when you were in Los Angeles? When you cheated on me in Chicago, in New York, in Atlanta… In Louisville.” Your voice was shot, barely coming out. “It was all for show?”

“You’re home.” You smiled, getting up from the couch, “I missed you baby.”

It was three in the morning and you had stood up even though your body was begging you to go to sleep. Jack however had paid you barely any mind, giving you a soft kiss on your forehead and heading straight to the restroom.

“How was the show? It looked really good.” You spoke on the other side of the closed bathroom door. Silence. “Uhm… okay Im gonna go to sleep Jack.”

While you tucked yourself into bed on the other side of the restroom Jack was pushing his foundation stained shirt to the bottom of the laundry basket and was trying his best to remove the lipstick stains from his chest.

Jack quickly showered, letting any trace of any other woman who wasn’t you swirl down the drain.

“I missed you baby.” Jack mumbles as he gets into bed, cuddling next to you. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You cuddle into him too, loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around you.

“I really do love you baby, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Jack means every word he says and in his head he promises not to be stupid anymore.

Two weeks from that exact night, he finds himself with a blonde wrapped around him while you’re at home alone.

At this point Jack knew that you knew about all of those times but for you to actually say it to his face… he felt like shit. He hurt you.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know.” You look up at Jack, wiping away your tears, “But sorry isn’t going to change anything.”

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #come home the kids miss you

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rallamajoop · 2 months

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Twist my arm, why don’t you? XD Well, I did tell you guys to ask!

What the hell, let’s open this one by sharing a few pics from a Sims household created by a good friend of mine, made up of Heisenberg (mad scientist), Mia (secret agent) and Ethan (just really wants to be a dad). The three of them immediately became the most delightful sims-land trainwreck imaginable.

Their neighbourhood is full of werewolves, because you can do that in the Sims. Ethan’s apparently made friends with some of them. But because this is Sims-land, when he and Mia tried to have a romantic dinner together, it ended with Ethan passed out on the kitchen floor while Mia set herself on fire, with Heisenberg running in in his underwear with some passing hippie, and being no help whatsoever. Aren’t Sims wonderful?

Beyond the land of the Sims, though… I mean, let’s be honest, my desire for mithanberg comes from how I ship both Ethan/Heisenberg and Ethan/Mia, and refuse to choose between them. I could see it working either as a proper OT3, or a poly arrangement where Ethan’s involved with both of them, but Mia and Heisenberg aren’t involved with each other (on which note, I also ship the hell out of Mia/Zoe, so Mia is not missing out here).

For the few really mithanberg-ish things I’ve ever posted so far, Follow Me Home is headed for the former category, whereas that other one is more likely headed for the latter. Going for the proper-OT3 option does come with the extra hurdle of trying to figure out how Mia/Heisenberg would work when they’ve never even met in canon, but I am fully up for the challenge.

But there’s way more to this ship for me than just the convenience of ‘why not both’. Seriously, wintersberg fic is missing out on so much by writing Mia off so quickly.

For one, Ethan’s somewhat-complicated relationship with Mia is the best evidence you could ask for that Ethan might actually be up for getting involved with someone as fucked up as Heisenberg (or even Chris, if you’re more into winterfield). Mia has canonically lied to Ethan, (accidentally) drawn him into mortal danger, and (while possessed) sliced off his hand with a chainsaw. Ethan’s still with her in RE8, so clearly he’s willing to forgive.

Fig 1: Apparently not a dealbreaker!

Heisenberg, meanwhile, opens their relationship by stabbing Ethan with a fucking spear-headed fencepost, chains him up, drags him off be put on trial, and ‘rescues’ him only by throwing him into a gauntlet of lycans and spike traps. He later sends Ethan through the second gauntlet that is the Stronghold, before finally trying to make a deal with him. When Ethan refuses, Heisenberg throws him to a chainsaw-propeller-faced monstrosity made of engine parts sewed onto a corpse.

Fig 2: Also not a dealbreaker?

I will make some excuses for Heisenberg, given that he’s been trapped in a repressive cult for decades and seems to have internalised a lot of bullshit about the strong destroying the weak, but holy shit is this guy red flag city (and I love it). And that’s not even touching on all the violent bullshit Chris pulls in this game. You may also note that neither Heisenberg or Chris have Mia’s convenient mind-control or replaced-by-a-shapeshifter excuse for their worst behaviour.

Ethan asks for none of the madness all these maniacs have injected into his life, but goddamn, does he learn to roll with it and come back swinging. Whether or not you assume Ethan ever found out the truth about Mia’s past, she offers us some solid proof that Ethan’s ‘type’ does not exclude covert special agents with a talent for violence, who’ve spent years working full-time for evil bioweapons manufacturers. Ethan may not be ready to admit to himself that he’s got a thing for dangerous people, and Mia may be a lot better at pretending to be normal than Heisenberg, but the fact Ethan’s still with her could say a lot.

Basically, if you wanna ship Ethan with either of these other guys, Mia Winters is the best ally you could ask for!

There are other problems with writing off Mia too quickly so you can ship Ethan with someone else, one being that it makes Ethan look like, well, kind of a psychopath. Fic after fic presents him as the kind of guy who can witness the mother of his child being brutally murdered in front of him, and within a matter of hours, he’s apparently realised he was never that happy with her anyway, so it’s just fine if he’s fucking some other dude. The fact the ‘Mia’ people are so quick to dismiss as an abusive bitch wasn’t even the real Mia apparently doesn’t necessitate any sort or reexamination. It’s basically a meme at this point.

Thing is, even if his relationship with the real Mia was unhealthy, you just aren’t going to make a guy like Ethan process that within hours of watching her fucking assassination. Try and make him face it, and you’ll push him straight into defensiveness. Even at the best of times, Ethan’s just not the kind of guy who could leave the mother of his child without a fuckload of heartache and a few rounds of ‘what does this say about me’ at the very least (and Mia loves Ethan far too much to leave him, except in a misguided attempt to protect him). Even if you're writing an AU where Mia really does die (rather than just suffering the usual round of character assassination), at least let that poor boy ANGST about it! C’mon, people – that’s the juicy stuff!

Of course, the real problem fans are grappling with here is that in the current fandom climate, the idea that Ethan would willingly hook up with a guy who stabbed him in the gut that morning is still somehow more palatable than having to consider that Ethan might be capable of being (gasp!) less than completely faithful to a partner who doesn’t deserve it. So it’s not enough that he thinks Mia’s dead, she’s also got to be a horrible person and a complete non-entity who can be forgotten as quickly as we’ve brought her up, just to get her out of the way – as if that somehow makes Ethan look better.

People are so eager to get rid of Mia that I have legit read multiple different fics where, even after being mysteriously reborn post-game via horrific mould-magic, somehow one of the very first things Ethan wants to talk about afterwards is divorcing his wife. Can we not even give the poor guy a single scene to have a proper existential crisis over not being human anymore before finding a woman to blame for all his problems?

Fig 3: Ethan's actual thoughts on his wife right before his death

On the greater subject of that whole inconvenient marriage poor Ethan's saddled with, I can only say ‒ again ‒ c’mon, people, that’s the juicy stuff! A good story needs conflict, and Ethan having had this weird hook-up with/confusing attraction to an incredibly creepy guy in the middle of an incredibly confusing day and while he thought his wife was dead, only to later discover that she’s alive? GOLD.

You don’t even necessarily have to wrap it all back around to a happy OT3 scenario. An Ethan who's struggling with Mia’s (actual) death, or even the realisation that he truly can’t deal with all her lies, all while telling himself Heisenberg’s just a rebound fling that doesn’t mean anything – that’s all the angst and pathos and opportunities for filthy smut you could ever ask for! Lean into it! Heck, the Duke tells Ethan outright that he can’t go back to his old life anymore – you could have Ethan decide his own status as a mould-creature makes him too dangerous to go back to Mia and Rose. More angst, more drama, more actual material for narrative conflict!

tl;dr: Write Mia off in a sentence, and not only have you made Ethan look like an asshole, you’ve made your story boring. And thus (thank you for bearing with me) ends my tangent about The State of Wintersberg Fandom, and why Mia deserves more love (from Ethan at least, even if the author can't completely bring themselves to join in).

Getting back to the real topic here: if you are up for letting your resolution involve an OT3 scenario, you’ve got some great options to play with.

Mia bossing the other two around is certainly an angle you could go for, but I think I’d prefer watching Mia and Heisenberg working together to drive Ethan out of his mind (not that options like these are ever mutually exclusive, mind!) But I’m broadly more interested in how you get these three together than what it would look like once they get there. In other words, it’s time to talk Mia and Heisenberg.

As I touched on above, these two do have more in common than it might look at a glance. They’ve both been infected by the mould, they’ve both spent years (or even decades) trapped in dysfunctional, cult-like, mould-controlled families, and had to bottle themselves up and hide behind a persona while working for truly terrible people. They’ve both done some truly terrible stuff themselves, probably watched even worse happen to other innocent people, and presumably internalised some pretty awful excuses for themselves along the way. They’re also both madly in love with Ethan (what, is anyone into wintersberg going to argue with me on that one?) In short, there is no lack of stuff for these two to bond over and find common ground.

I can’t see Mia being too hard to convince if Ethan does want to try an open relationship either. Heck, the first thing we ever see from Mia involves sending Ethan a message where she tries to let him go, because she doesn’t think she’s making it back alive. Her guilt throughout RE7 is palpable, and how much she loves Ethan is the same. I don’t think it’s any stretch to say Mia would be willing to contemplate almost anything if it would make Ethan happy (and frankly, she’s pulled enough shit herself in this relationship that she doesn’t get to get judgy anyhow).

That said, I do think she’d have reasonable concerns about Ethan’s new boyfriend being someone like Heisenberg, but then, he’s hardly any more dangerous than what Mia’s brought to the table herself. If anything, your bigger obstacle would be convincing Ethan that he’s sure enough about whatever’s going on with Heisenberg to admit it at all. But then, I don’t think getting Mia and Heisenberg involved with each other too would be too difficult either.

It doesn’t hurt that Mia has a lot of the same characteristics that probably draw Heisenberg to Ethan: a badass survivor, tough and determined enough to be a little sassy even in the face of danger, but still very vulnerably human underneath. That vulnerable side of Mia is a very important part of her to me – it’s the main aspect in play in the longest thing I’ve (yet) posted with any Mia/Heisenberg interaction, where she’s locked up in Miranda’s lab, and has no good reason to trust him. There’s nothing openly shippy going on in that story, though Heisenberg makes no bones about what he wants with her husband. I’m not sure exactly where things are headed in that universe, but you know there’s drama coming on in that front.

The main point there is that Mia’s not too badass to be intimated by Heisenberg, especially when she’s got her back up against the wall. Take them out of the village, though, and I can see Mia being a much tougher nut to crack.

Which is mostly my way of leading into mentioning that the longest thing I’ve written between them that I haven’t posted yet basically flips the previous scenario: instead of Heisenberg coming to tell Mia he’s after her husband, now it’s Mia coming to tell him she knows what he’s after, and he's about to receive some serious grilling about his intentions. What I realised in writing it was that somewhere in the middle of this conversation, Heisenberg goes from seeing Mia as an obstacle between him and Ethan to seeing her as a potential bonus. He’s impressed with her gall and starting to look at her in a whole new light. This is one ficbit that's definitely going places ‒ only problem being the usual one: I’ve still got to write the rest of the damn fic to get to that scene. (I’m working on it! But you know how it goes.)

That isn’t the only way I can see you getting the three of them together, of course. One interesting alternate possibility might be to suggest that Mia and Heisenberg have met before. Mia seems to have met Miranda (they’ve been photographed together, at least), and it’s not completely beyond the realms of possibility that Miranda might have brought along an ‘assistant’ (slash-bodyguard-slash-whatever else she thinks he’s useful for). And if she’s going to bring any of her ‘children’, Heisenberg is by far the best qualified to pass as normal, hilarious as that should be.

I don’t imagine either Heisenberg of Mia would be eager to admit any of their personal reservations about their respective ‘bosses’ to each other, meeting under circumstances like that. But the possibilities are intriguing nonetheless.

For complete AU territory, however, I don’t think you could find a better start point for an Ethan/Mia/Heisenberg scenario than to introduce Heisenberg as Mia’s ex. He’d be back in her life for Reasons, and Ethan would naturally be more than a little threatened by this huge, hot guy with history with his wife, little realising that Heisenberg’s as interested in Ethan as he is in rekindling anything with her.

Or for doing the whole thing on easy-mode, suppose Mia and Ethan have always been in an open relationship from the start – or that they’ve already had that conversation because Mia’s also in love with Zoe (I meant it when I said I ship them too!) Doesn’t mean there’s no angst or drama potential for Ethan getting involved with Heisenberg: he’s still going to be questioning what’s wrong with him that this guy is turning his crank, or whether it’s remotely appropriate for him to be seeing someone new while he’s got a six-month-old daughter at home. But if nothing else, I can promise you that having a third person around to babysit while Ethan’s ‘busy’ could only do good things for his sex life at this point. ;D

So, yeah – those would be My Thoughts On Mithanberg in a nutshell (or possibly more of a nut bowl, I can never resist the urge turn out a full essay on this stuff). If you’ve got any interest in writing mithanberg yourself, please do consider all these ideas free to a good home! Treating Mia better makes Ethan/Heisenberg better for me, and all those possibilities are right there to explore.

But to finish, have some more random Sims!

There are many more of these if anyone wants to see them, though most are less G-rated ‒ the friend running this household has installed ALL of the porn mods to enhance this little trainwreck.

(Also, before I'm done, just throwing a quick tag at @macgyvertape, since I had to screenshot their ask rather than reply 'officially' so I could reply to the both of them at once.)

#mithanberg #wintersberg #mithan #Ethan Winters #Karl Heisenberg #Mia Winters #Resident Evil Village #asks #meta #LetThatBoyAngst!#Mia Winters week

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I saw Wonder Woman #2 today and I decided to read it out of morbid curiousity, so mamma mia, here we go again:

I read Tom King's Wonder Woman so you don't have to, round two (link to round one here).

First off, framing. Yet again, this issue is narrated by the Sovereign, but this time it's narrated to someone. And that someone is Trinity, Diana's daughter that Tom King created. She gets no lines and she doesn't appear on panel, but given the Sovereign refers to Diana as "your mother," there's only one character it could be. First of all, this is Diana's book, it should be told from her perspective. We get no insight from her, nothing from her perspective, she shows even less emotion than in the last issue. This is not the treatment Tom King gave Batman. Second, I do not care about the OC daughter. I do not want to hear about her.

But on to the actual story. So, it starts with Diana on an open field being approached by Steve Trevor, who is acting on behalf of the US government and is telling her to stand down because she can't win.

Look, I didn't think I'd ever complain about Steve Trevor, incredibly basic WW supporting character, being mischaracterised but. Isn't he meant Wonder Woman's staunch friend who pretty much always takes her side? Hasn't he seen Diana in enough battles to know she doesn't just lose? She's fought gods, armies from outer space, the forces of Apokolips, why does he think the US army is beyond her? He's underestimating her for no reason.

And more importantly, because she is the title character, why doesn't Diana seem to care that her long time ally is being a coward?

And why does Diana care about the soldiers wellbeing at this point? Why is she trying to get them to go home with no consequence and no hint of anger about how her or her fellow Amazons have been treated when they've already made their stance quite clear? People are dead! They've already made their decision, you already tried to extend them mercy. Now you fight. The thing about Diana is that mercy is always her first port of call, but when the other side has made their choice she meets them and she does have anger about the injustices they've committed. Here, she just doesn't seem to care.

Also, Diana's nihilism about the ways of men, that they will always "crash upon the rocks" is at odds with her optimism. She knows that humanity contains multitudes, some crash, some don't.

Anyway, the whole issue parallels her fight against the army with flashbacks to her final fight on Themyscira to prove herself worthy of being the Amazon's champion and Wonder Woman. This parallel makes no sense to me. Those fights were completely different.

One is against an army to defend herself and her people from enemies who want them dead, the other is against an ally in a tournament, a battle where no one's in real danger. Or at least, that's how it should be. Usually when this moment is shown, it's a good faith tournament to find out who the most qualified person to serve as champion is, they're all allies who respect each other. Here, the opponent is shown to be hateful towards Diana, genuinely seriously injure her and there's no sense of camaraderie between them.

While Diana and her opponent are trading barbs before their fight, the other Amazon gives her a chance to surrender. Diana responds "Honour is won with swords, not surrender," which is incredibly out of character for her. Yes, there are cases where Diana would consider surrender dishonourable, but it's not an absolute rule. She believes in compassion and peace, which means surrender is sometimes the right course of action. The framing of it as an absolute here does a disservice to her.

Steve Trevor would not fucking say that, Amazons do not fucking act like that and the last panel makes no sense. It's said by present Diana but only makes sense as a continuation of past Diana's sentence. present WW just said "To tell me who I am." with no words before that. To parallel these conversations, present Diana talking to Steve would have had to have said "Neither you nor anyone else has ever earned the right..." in the fifth panel so the seventh panel made sense for both sides. The composition here was thoughtless. Yes this is a nitpick, but details matter. Where are the editors? Sidenote: her mask is ugly.

Anyway, then we get these choice narration boxes from the Sovereign.

It's just. So bad. I want to make it clear that at no point is the Sovereign framed as an unreliable narrator, despite being the villain who's diametrically opposed to Diana. This just appears to be, Tom King's genuine take on things. I would ask if he understands that you cannot believe in peace and do nothing in the face of violent status quo, but I don't have to. Of course he doesn't. And of course he calls her an idiot while he's at it. Remind me, did he ever call Batman anything like that?

We then get more pathetic "Of course I want Diana to win, I'm still gonna serve with her enemies though" Steve Trevor. I should make it clear tho that he's not actually fighting against her, he's just watching the fight and updating Sargeant Steel.

Anyway, then we get a bit of narration that says:

"Infantry. Be it conscripts or... Well it's always just conscripts. If you can't do it from afar...Or with haste... Then get the grunts to rush in close and kill and die in what you will tell their children was a patriotic mission."

Tom King, stop processing your war trauma here. Any one of these soldiers could have stood down, they chose to enforce a genocidal policy. It's on them. Stop framing them as victims who were taken advantage of, they're grown adults who chose to be there.

Anyway. Another caption box from the still-inexplicably-narrating-this Sovereign:

"...And prepared to meet the onslaught of angry men with the grace of a princess born and proven."

I ask this again, did he ever treat Batman like this? Does he ever emphasise Batman's grace and frame him as being above anger? Why does Diana need to be like this?

And now for an unnecessary Macbeth reference.

"For some time the missiles rained down. No man of woman born could have survived such a salvo. But of course. She was neither a man nor born of woman. She was Amazon. Forged first of clay. Then steel."

I don't think this reference makes sense considering the line in Macbeth is a prophecy, a warning that Macbeth missed. But here it's a measure of power. She's powerful enough because she's not a man of woman born, which makes no sense because that has nothing to do with power. I'm nitpicking. Again. I know. But the Macbeth reference is such a shallow attempt at being badass. And as a sidenote, it should say "She was AN Amazon."

"Potty train." "A pup." God this dialogue is so bad. Amazons do not fucking speak like that.

Then Diana smashes a tank with another tank and there are cartoon stars on the impact sight. This is meant to be a serious battle, why are they there?

"Many people lie about your mother. About her family, her origins, her abilities, her wants her needs. Every tale of the great Wonder Woman provides us with more insight into the teller than into their supposed protagonist. They faithfully project their own fears onto her with the aspiration that her legend can ease their daily panic."

So close to self awareness and yet so far. It's so ironic.

"Men in the field, I admire your courage! I honor your service and your loyalty! I do not wish to harm you! But if you proceed... I will... Over and over... Drop a 55-ton abrams tank on your pathetic little heads!"

Again, why does she not seem to care about the violence they've committed against her and her people? Why does she continue to respect them and wish no harm upon them? Where's her sadness, her righteous fury? And the bit where she says she'll drop a tank on their "pathetic little heads" is so out of character and it's such bad dialogue. When Diana makes threats, it's not like that.

Anyway, y'know the flashback fight? Yeah, well, the issue ends with the reveal that her opponent is the Amazon that committed the massacre which kick started this whole thing, which is such a cheap retcon it makes me roll my eyes.

After all this, I think I put more thought into this post than Tom King puts into any of his writing. I hope the next issue isn't bad enough that it inspires me to do this again. I'm tired.

#diana prince #wonder woman #tom king #dc comics #wednesday spoilers #📨

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