#I think 12 year old me would have a heart attack if she saw this

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#YEAAAHHHHH #I think 12 year old me would have a heart attack if she saw this

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Hi! I really enjoy your stories! I was wondering if you could write a batfam x batmom reader story about the boys (not including bruce) getting magically age reversed (i.e. dick becomes damian's age, damian becomes Dick's age, and Jason and Tim swap ages) and the 4 of them getting into shenanigans and chaos. And Batmom teasing and coddling them.

This sounds amazing, and sorry it took so long to post but I was writing it and my computer started resetting and it did not save this draft so I had to start over.

WHAT HAPPENED!!!

Bruce decided to take his kids to the Justice League hall, where he was showing them the Machine Hall which was VERY DANGEROUS. During the middle of the tour, there was an emergency alert, deciding to leave his kids in said dangerous room but why not.

"Jason, don't touch that Dad said it's dangerous", said Dick was already tired of Jason's shenanigans, and playing pranks on everyone. "Quit being such a buzzkill, and have fun no adults are around", Jason said in a playful tone. Jason was very unserious sometimes but when he's mad he will kill you. "You know Jason, you don't act very mature for an Adult and BTW there are adults around you and Dick", Tim was the smart one always pointing out his brother's mistakes in a not-so-kind way. Damian just stood there glaring at his brother fighting like little children.

"Oh what, touching a machine is going to get us killed", said Jason. "I hope it kills you first", Damian said. But It was too late for Jason had touched the machine despite Dick's warning.

Suddenly a bright light blinded the boys. AHHHHHH, screamed the boys, The bright light dimmed down and the boys saw each other but of different ages. Dick and Damian's ages were switched so Dick was 12 and Damian was 25. So was Jason and Tim, Jason was 17 and Tim was 23.

The boys were freaking out, trying hard to comprehend the situation. Damian started to immediately blame Jason for this while Dick was trying to calm himself down from having a panic attack. Lastly, Tim wasn't that affected and went looking at the machine Jason touched. "Hey guys look at this" Stated Tim when the boys looked at where Tim was pointing They realized... "Jason you Idiot you touch an age switch Machine", said Dick. "Aww shit, I didn't think this would happen," said Jason. "No fucking duh Jason, if you knew this would not have happened," Damian said while hitting Jason on the back of his head.

Bruce later found out with a panic attack and was scared of how he would tell his wife this happened under his care. But he also grounded Jason for 1 month again.

Timeskip to the manor

hey kids..... was the first thing Batmom had said before seeing her kids not looking like her kids. WHAT HAPPENED? Her Dick looks so young and cute and her Dami looks so tall and mature, Jason looks like a teenager and Tim seemed well older.

Mom we can explain, Dick said and explained the whole situation of what happened because of Jason's stupidity. Well, where was your father when this happened? What Tim had told her was not the answer she wanted. You left the kids alone in a dangerous machine room, Batmom continued scolding Bruce and her kids for this misfortune but internally screaming about how cute her kids looked.

No matter how hard she tried, she absolutely adored Dick and Jason, for it reminded her when they were young. And then she started crying with Tim and Damian feeling sad they had grown up so tall and handsome even though they were still the same by heart externally they looked different.

DICK

Being a 12-year-old was not as bad as he thought or so he thought. His mother became even more protective watching his every move and she refused to let him go whenever they hugged each other. Mom, you have to let me go, NO!, his mother shouted. But...Mom, I can't breathe. Then breathe later.

During this chaos, he found out he had to go to school, don't ask why. The whole day was torture I mean who wants to go to school after already graduating not Dick, to make matters worse he had to hang out with Jon. He was the only kid he knew and he didn't want to socialize with kids younger than him.

Curfew for patroling was a lot different since he was 12, he had to be home at 10:00 and he couldn't go anywhere without an escort because he was too "young" to drive.

And even the Titans made fun of his appearance, I mean their brave and powerful leader was a 12-year-old and a short one. Can you guys just help me! Dick shouted in anger. No, can do, not until we finished laughing at how short you are, kon said laughing at Dick who couldn't even reach the high cabinets.

JASON

Jason, honey what are you doing? you need to get up, his mother said in her usual calm voice. here he was lying in his bed with nothing to do, it was only 7:30 am. Why, I have nothing going on. Didn't I tell you, you're going to school to collect Tim's work so he can complete it at home, Batmom said while opening his blinds. But Mama...No buts get up and get ready for school. Jason was not happy and grumbled the whole time getting ready for school.

Jason was getting ready for patrol putting on his suit and wishing his Mama goodbye. Before she told him the horrible news, He had a curfew. His mother used the excuse that growing boys needed energy and he had school in the morning. Mom, please I don't need a curfew I am fine. No, and that's final Jason, his mother said in a stern voice.

good news He could drive and hang out unlike Dick who needed to be escorted when driving, Man did Jason crack up and tease Dick. HA, you can't drive what a loser, Dick was not happy and vowed he would get Jason back.

With Jason's curfews, he had to sneak out but lucky for him, he had done it so many times. The only problem is his mama was watching him like a hawk, but when everyone was asleep he decided to climb out of his window. Only to be stopped by the infamous Batmom and her sidekick Batman, grounding him for another month. Hey mom, how did you know I was sneaking out and where I would be? hmm, Dick told me. Damn it, Jason said cursing under his breath passing by a laughing Dick when coming upstairs towards his room.

TIM

was Tim happy? Yes, yes he was. Switching ages with Jason seemed bad but it turned out good when he found out he didn't have to go to school, he had the whole day to himself. While Jason had to go to his school and get all his assessments, It was good because it only took him an hour to complete the work Jason gave him.

First thing first, He explained to Stephanie what happened after she accidentally came to the manor expecting to see her boyfriend but instead saw a tall, handsome adult-like Tim. It took some time for her to cope with what happened but after she was furious with Jason. After he came back from school she hit him with her slipper right in the face. OWWWW what Hell Stephanie! why did you hurt me, Jason said in shock. You turned my boyfriend into well this, Stephanie said with her hands still griping the slipper. MOM, why are you standing there, do something! but to Jason's surprise, his mother did nothing and instead told him, he deserved it.

Tim had no curfew which meant rubbing it in his brother's face. HAHA, Damian and Tim both laughed at Dick and Jason going home from patrols while they get to stay. Shut up, both of them grumbled not liking the feeling of being teased. Since Tim was legally an adult, why not have alcohol, after one glass of wine he got drunk. HEy GUyS, LoOK at ME I aM a BAnANa, Then proceeded to start crying when Titanic came on, NOOOOO, HOw COuLd JAcK DIe!!! while the whole Bat-family saw this, well now we know he has no alcohol tolerance said Dick, with Jason and his mother laughing their asses off. Damian looked at his father to say something only for him to be astonished, trying to find the proper words only for nothing to come out. And Alfred gets Tim some tissues and water.

DAMIAN

Damian hated everything and everyone except for his mother of course. He Knew from the beginning this was bad and turns out he was right it was chaos.

Damian didn't do anything different except now he can drive legally, he could drive before but wasn't allowed for you know only being 12. He used this opportunity to get away from his crazy family.

Damian still hang out with Jon when he was out of school and gossiped about Dick and how he was at school, it was hilarious. Though Dick was not happy about it.

Unlike Tim, Damian had a high alcohol tolerance. Dami, you are surprisingly good at drinking and not getting drunk easily, have you drunk before? No, Ummi..... but could not continue, how could he lie to his Ummi so he told the truth. Yes, Ummi I already had my first drink. WAIT, WITH WHO? said Batmom in a shout, ready to throw someone out the window. With Dad, and that was not the answer she was looking for. BRUCEEEEE!!!!, screamed Batmom. Yes honey, Bruce said panting. Did you take Damian to have his first drink? Umm oh no is that the Joker breaking into the bank again. Oh No better stop him bye, and with that, he left like he was Flash already out the door. And to say the least, Batmom was not happy.

Time skip after 3 days

Some random mad scientist Bruce found on the black market reversed the kid's ages. Dick was 25, Jason was 23, Tim was 17 and Damian was 12.

Everything was back to normal, SIKE. Batmom punished everyone in the manor except for Alfred of course for all the things they did when reversed. Bruce was grounded and sleeping on the couch leaving the kids alone in a Dangerous machine room and keeping the fact that Damian had his first drink.

Batmom was so happy but still sad. Of course, she's happy her kids are back to normal but her two eldest had to leave to go back to their house, it was heartbreaking. So to make their mom feel better they did Family Game Night 😉.

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Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader (Medieval Universe)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Summary: Your family's kingdom is under attack and Leon's family offers protection. Everyone thinks this is your first time seeing Leon ever since your betrothal. If only they knew...

Tw: MEDIEVAL TIMELINE AND SPEECH, some characters not from the RE-verse/they will be in later parts if y'all want it, mention of battle and injury (not detailed), fluff, SMUT, but it's kinda soft, p in v sex, unprotected sex, virginity loss, minor description of pain, fingering, orgasm denial(?), sorry the smut is long as hell, BUT ITS WORTH IT PROMISE, Sudden ending

18+!! NSFW!! MDNI!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

Enjoy! <3

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The nature of the Kingdom of Duevaula is certainly not what you were expecting it to be.

People spoke of the lands as though it were surrounded by fires, commoners walking around subdued by chains are constantly guarded by cruel soldiers.

Instead, healthy trees grow far and wide around the kingdom, children running in the streets laughing as older kids chase them with no malice. Soldiers patrol the area, but most of them look carefree, conversating with locals and playing with the children.

"Sister? Are you alright?"

The voice of your sister pulls you from your thoughts, eyes drifting to the 12-year-old at your side as she places a hand on yours. "Yes, Nara Vella. I'm fine."

Of course, she sees right through you. "Are you certain? I know the events that took place at home may have been-"

"Nara... That is enough. Thank you for asking, but I am fine."

Nara Vella scrunches her nose, about to say more but the carriage comes to a stop and a trumpet blares.

"We're here."

You listen as The Herald announces your parents, the king and queen of The Kingdom of Islandia, but your heart can't stop pounding.

You and your sister rise just before your carriage door opens. Since you are the first born, your name is announced first.

"Announcing the firstborn Princess of The Kingdom of Islandia, (Y/N) (L/N)."

You stop out of the carriage accepting the footman's outstretched hand. All eyes are on you as your navy-blue skirts brush against the concrete, but your eyes are on one person alone.

Your sister is announced behind you, and you step forward to the man infront of you.

You drop into a curtsy. "Your highness."

He bows deeply. "My lady."

Your eyes meet his, the light of a secret hidden in your gazes. He offers an arm, and you accept it, walking with him behind both of your parents.

Prince Leon.

You were betrothed to him at the age of 6, back when your kingdoms were butting heads, resulting in a feud, and needed a way to end the hostility between them. 13 years later, everyone thinks this is the first time you've seen each other since. But it isn't.

Leon had first sent you a private letter when you were 13 years old, requesting your presence at a hidden lake that rested in the middle of your parents' territories. Your heart had raced, excited for a new adventure in life, and you immediately rushed to meet him there.

You've been seeing each other there for years, playing in the waters, having picnics in the soft grass, feeding each other strawberries and chocolates, and reading in silence. Just enjoying each other's presence.

You shared tiny kisses at the lake a few times, but never went any farther in fear of what could happen if anyone found out you'd lost your purity.

You smile at him and lower your voice. "It's been too long since I last saw you, your highness."

He hums, placing his hand on top of yours. You both know it's only been 2 weeks, but who's counting? "Yes, my lady. Far too long. I was beginning to forget the feeling of your soft lips against mine..." He lowered his head, brushing his lips against your ear. "Perhaps, when we are alone, you could remind me?"

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Hours later, you and your family sit in the dining room with the Kennedys. All parents, along with Leon, had been locked away in the war room for hours, discussing ways to save the Kingdom of Islandia after it was attacked by another kingdom that sought revenge against your father, the king.

You'd all barely escaped with your lives, most being unscathed, but you, your mother, and your personal guard Jill, hadn't recovered from a couple injuries. Your sister brings up this fact during dinner.

"If it wasn't for (Y/N), I would've been walking around with one leg instead of two!" She dramatically waves her hands around as you try to shush her, your cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

"Nara Vella! Mind yourself! We do not speak of those events at the dinner table!"

She merely giggles, whispering an apology before returning to her plate. You sigh, about to turn back to your own food, but you feel a pair of eyes on you.

You glance at Leon from across the table through your peripheral, noticing his frown.

'Are you alright?' He mouths. You smile reassuringly and nod, raising a brow and offering a teasing smile.

'Worried about me, your highness?'

He only rolls his eyes, seemingly looking at his plate but peeking up at you through his lashes. 'Always, my lady.'

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You sit in your chambers after dinner, trying to sew a tear in the dress you'd worn on that fateful night.

It had been washed and dried, but it suffered damage from sword and arrow grazes. And you couldn't just let it be ruined. It's one of your favorites, a gift from your mother when you finally came of age.

It held far too many memories.

A soft knock comes from your door and, suspecting it was your sister, you call to it. "Enter."

You become frustrated with the sew, accidentally pricking your finger with the needle. You curse, yanking your hand away and to your mouth.

Admittingly, the stitch is not the only thing that has you frustrated.

After the feast, you'd tried to get Leon's attention so the two of you could find a moment alone. But he was instantly pulled away by his father, who began to speak of kingly duties and war experience.

You knew that talk would take a while.

"Nara Vella, I am truly not in the mood right now. This damn stitch is going to be the death of-"

"Is this how you speak when I am not around?"

You yelp, spinning around and dropping your materials.

Leon, your betrothed, leans against your chamber doors.

He smirks at you, approaching you at a slow pace.

"How did you- I thought your father would have you occupied for a while..." You stand, wringing your hands and shifting nervously, trying not to pay any mind to his predatory gaze. He offers a teasing smirk.

"I have my ways," He steps into your space, his chest nearly touching yours, and lifts a hand. You immediately relax, nuzzling your cheek into the palm of his hand.

He hums and you sigh, relishing in the presence of one another. "You're certain? That you are not hurt?"

You sigh, placing your hand on top of his. "Yes, Leon. I really am fine."

You feel him let out an exhale, his shoulders dropping in relief. "Good. Because if anyone left lasting damage on you, I'd take the throne right now and declare-"

You smack his chest, glaring up at him. "Leon! You will not declare war on a kingdom any time soon!"

He only throws his head back and laughs, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "Alright! Relax, my lady. I only jest..." You huff a breath through your nose, staring at his deep blue eyes and wide smile.

These were the moments you truly missed.

While the both of you tried to keep visitations strictly scheduled for once a month, it was pure torture to be away from him that long.

You inhale his air, a deep, husky scent of forest mixed with wildfire.

"I have prayed and waited every night to be in your arms again. I had never known this would be the reason why..." Your other hand grasps his shirt, holding onto him so tightly one would think he might disappear.

"Dreadful circumstance or not, I finally get to see your face again..." Leon raises your chin, your eyes shifting between his eyes and his lips. "And you, finally get to remind me of your taste..."

You could swear sparks fly when your lips meet.

Hot, searing passion colliding to create a love that is hidden behind closed doors. His fingers comb through your hair, your fingernails scratch against his loose sleeve shirt.

His tongue brushes against your lips and your heart leaps, your lips instinctively opening. A gasp comes from those parted lips. Your back arches and Leon chases you, hand lowering to grip the silk material of your robes.

He parts from you all too soon, dipping his head and placing wet kisses along your neck. A moan escapes your lips and the both of you freeze, a pause filled with red hot tension.

Your nails dig into his shoulder, breaths coming out in short, quick gaps. "Perhaps-... Perhaps we should stop..."

"We should..."

And yet, no one moves.

You swallow, throat feeling tight. "If my mother-... If our families ever found out about this-"

His head leaves the crook of your neck, eyes gazing down at you with powerful determination. "They won't."

Your breathing shakes. "But- When that time comes-"

His hands grab your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him. "They. Won't." His thumb strokes your bottom lip, blue eyes burning. "Do you trust me?"

Your answer is immediate. "Of course."

His lips twitch. "Good. Then know, that they will never know. And we will never be separated."

His confidence brings forth your own.

You know this decision is a big one. A lady handing a man her virtue is something that with bind her to him forever.

And while you hate the hold that purity has on the ways of society... You know Leon is the only man you would ever give yourself to.

Your eyes widen, a desperate gleam shining in them. "Take me, Leon."

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Your naked body shines in the moonlight, every curve and crevice on display for him, and him alone.

Leon stands at the foot of your bed, staring down at you with hazy, lust filled eyes.

You'd both stripped each other of their clothes in record time, a cluster of rushing hands and pitiful whines. You try not to stare at his... rather intimidating manhood, that stands tall and hard as rock. Albeit, he stares at you without shame.

His eyes rake over every inch over your body, starting at your ankles. Then moving to your legs, then your hips, your stomach, breasts, lips and finally your eyes. His bright blue oceans of eyes had turned into a deep dark sea, leaving you panting and burning.

You open your arms, reaching for him. "Well? Do not stand there and stare..." You somehow keep your voice steady, the whimper in your throat begging to be released.

He smirks, jerking himself a few times, before placing his hands on the bed and crawling toward you.

You hesitate, and then spread your legs. He settles between them, hot palms landing on your thighs and causing the skin to be set ablaze.

Your heart pounds in your ears, breathing turning heavy and legs shaking.

You're afraid. Excited! But afraid.

Many of the older ladies had said that their firsts were blissful, yet excruciatingly painful. But others said it was not as bad as it seems.

This left you with uncertainty, gooseflesh rising on your arms as you try your best to keep your emotions at bay.

But of course, Leon reads you like an open book.

He caresses the soft skin of your thighs, thumbs moving in small, calming circles. "You have nothing to fear, (Y/N)." He leans down, running his nose over your cheek. "Of course, I would never do anything to hurt you. It is never too late to stop-"

He barely gets the words out before your hands harshly grip his biceps. "No! I mean- um... I want this, Leon. More than anything." Your grip relaxes and you offer a reassuring smile.

He smiles back at you.

The heavy atmosphere returns when he leans down again, lips skimming your throat as his length nudges your sensitive ball of nerves.

You nearly jump out of your skin; a sharp gasp leaves you.

Leon feels your nervousness, and, luckily, knows just the cure.

A hand creeps down your body, getting lower... lower...

Until rough, calloused fingers slip between your folds.

A loud moan is quickly cut off by his lips.

Hopefully your guards aren't paying too close attention to your chambers...

Your knees bend, eyes clenching shut as Leon swallows all of your noises. His fingers work slow circles of pleasure into your clit, the sensation one you've never felt before.

Much like getting too close to a hot fire in the blazing cold of a harsh winter, it warms your insides and leaves your outside wanting more.

You throw your head back, the back of your fist flying to your mouth as you try to hold back the sounds your throat nearly let's burst out.

"Hah... Leon-..."

His name rolls from your tongue as a soft whisper, words stuttering off into a sharp inhale as his fingers graze over your soaking hole.

Your other hand grips the soft sheets, body giving in as he completely takes control. Your eyes lock with his.

He's deep in concentration, breathing shallow and sweat matting his blonde hair to his forehead.

Gaze lowering, you see the angry red color of his girth. It throbs, begging for attention while trying its hardest to sit still and look pretty.

"Nuh-uh. Eyes up here, princess." Your glossy eyes snap back to his, mouth slightly agape and brows pulled together. Leon smirks, pleased with your expression. "You can make that up to me later. But this moment, is for you."

His other hand gently removes your hand from your lips, soft sighs coated in ecstasy falling from them immediately.

The pressure builds as you roll your hips to meet his fingers. He slowly slides a finger into you, watching your expression as it shifts. He keeps another finger working on your nerves, so the one inside only adds to the pleasure.

You cry out when he adds a second one, now feeling a slight sense of discomfort, but still pleasure. He nuzzles his nose into your neck, mumbling praises. You're surprised by the sound of his voice, slurring slightly as if he'd indulged in a tin of ale.

"Good job, princess... Doing such a good- hngh~... Does that- feel good, my lady?"

Your body seems to like the sound of Leon, if the new wave of slick was anything to go by.

You feel the knot in your lower stomach tighten, your moans raising in volume as your back arches. You feel something coming. Not sure what it is, but your legs begin to shake. You wait in anticipation, every thought focused on the new stage of euphoria this feeling was going to bring... until Leon completely pulled away his hand.

You gasp, eyes snapping open. Your body falls limp as you catch your breath. "Wha-... Why-"

"I hope you do not mind if I become a little selfish, my lady..."

Your eyes snap to him, sitting up on your elbows and ready to reprimand him for denying you of your bliss, but your words are blown away.

Leon sits up on his knees, manhood curved upward in his hand as he strokes the length. Wet, sticky liquid leaks from the red tip, veins protruding from every angle.

Your air is taken away, leaving only enough to let out a sharp exhale.

"But... I want you coming undone only on my cock."

You eye him, switching between his eyes and his... cock, before nodding slowly. "Okay... Okay, Leon."

He leans down again, pressing wet kisses on your neck and cheeks, as his length glides between your folds. "I will not move until you're ready..." And then, he begins pushing himself inside.

Your nails dig into his shoulders with a gasp. His hand grips the pillows as he grunts. Both of you release soft noises of pain, holding onto each other as he continues to slowly enter you.

You hold back a scream when he finally bottoms out, doing your best to relax as to not hurt him anymore. You feel his soft kisses on your face as he apologizes continuously, hand roaming the skin of your waist as the other rubs circles into your clit again.

After what feels like forever, the pain slowly subsides and makes room for pleasure. Your grip on his shoulders loosens. You instead put them around his neck, digging your hands into his hair. "I'm ready, Leon... You can move-"

His hips snap against yours without warning.

You cry out, clinging to him as he begins to thrust into you at an animalistic rate. He grunts with every thrust, caging your body in as he loses himself.

"I have waited so long-. Please, please forgive me, sweet angel-"

Heavy panting and the smell of sex fills the air, the sound of skin meeting skin resounding within the room. Your moans and pleas do nothing to teeter the wild and rough movements of Leon's hips. He growls into your neck, holding your hips to keep you from getting away.

The knot is seconds away from snapping, but it feels stronger than it was before. Different even... Almost like you need to run to the pot. You feel overwhelmed, pushing at Leon's shoulders. "I can- I can't! It's too much- Ah! Leon-!"

The band snaps.

You scream, toes curling and back arching.

Your body pushes out a wave of liquid, most likely soiling your sheets. The feeling burns you inside and out, tensing all of your muscles and leaving you weak and trembling. You pant heavily, body still jerking from Leon roughly thrusting into you.

The after-bliss you'd once felt begins to feel uncomfortable. Overstimulated, you claw at his biceps in hopes of getting his attention.

He groans when he hears you whine. "Almost- Almost there-"

His thrusts get sloppy, his cock hitting somewhere so deep that it somehow prolongs the burn. You bite his collarbone to keep from screaming again.

It would seem that was his final push, as he pushes deep inside of you, releasing a low, husky groan and throwing his head back.

You watch as his entire body shudders, his grip on your hips tightening so much you're sure you'll have bruises in the morning.

A warm rush of liquid flows into you, seeming to be a never-ending flow as Leon falls limp, landing right beside you.

You'll definitely have to bribe your guards in the morning.

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Chapter 2 Chapter 3

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[lingering-42-long]

The Last Goodbye

When they are Kia

Cod characters x f! reader

Inspired by MW3 and the tragic events that occurred this will be a three-part series if I do not get writers block lol.

So sorry for the not posting as much! It’s been a really crazy month and a lot of things had happened and caused me to have a bit of a depressive episode so thank you all for being super patient!

Warnings: mentions of death

John Price

You saw it on the news first before you got the visit. Your breath hitched when you saw the news of the air strike that had hit the base where your husband of 12 years was stationed at everything was decimated. And you couldn’t call or check to make sure that he was all right as he would not have his personal cell phone with him. It wasn’t until two days after the attack did two uniformed military officers showed up at your door holding prices old hat and SAS badge and dog tags. How they got them so quickly, you weren’t sure, but the news came like a sudden wave of cold water. “ we are so sorry for your loss.” One of the officers told you. The body would be arriving shortly within a week or so for proper burial you two had purchased side-by-side grave plots. And the will was already drawn up well before all of this had happened. John was a very precise man and always make sure to think 12 steps ahead. He knew his job was rough and he knew that at any moment he could drop dead. He made sure that his life insurance would be going to you, which was some relief sense the army didn’t pay much.

How to tell your daughter, that her father was not going to be coming back. What is the worst thing you could ever do to her young heart. She was only eight years old. She adored her father practically worship the ground. He walked on. She was always his little girl, and now the war stripped her of him. Stripped you of him..

When she came home from school, you had to sit her down. You held her hands, and with tears, you told the heartbreaking news. The young girl did not understand at first on why her father wasn’t coming back, and once again, you explained that he had died in action, and he would never be able to come home you’re a little girl started to cry, and when he tried to comfort her, she bolted from your arms and ran to her room, slamming the door, and she could hear her wails. You yourself cried yourself to sleep for the first few weeks all the way up until the funeral your friends and family members gathered around you doing everything that they could to comfort you and your daughter people were calling in every single day talking with you for hours on end, while other people stopped by to bring you food.

Every day it felt like a horrifying nightmare. The one that reoccurs every single time slightly more horrifying than the last. As you were going through your stuff and trying to decide what if his you wanted to keep and what of his you wanted to donate you noticed on your phone you had gotten an email from Kate Lasswell. She had sent a video to you actually several saying in the email that he wanted you to have this and gave her explicit instructions in case if he was to ever die.

Pressing the play button, you watched as his face appeared in the camera as he sat down and smiled at you. The way, his eyes twinkled and the crows feet around them creased. “ hello dove” he started at first and you had to pause the video because you were overwhelmed with the emotions. When you stabilized yourself again, you continued. “ I know it’s been a long time since I’ve talked to you and I know that if you’re seeing this, it means that I have passed….. mission was going to be botched no matter what I just didn’t want to tell you the statistics at first…” he paused himself, as he seem to be collecting his words in his own voice was shaking “ I really wish I could come back home to you. I told you that this would be the last mission that I would do before retiring… I promise to take you out on that date that you wanted to go to that fancy restaurant.” he paused again, closing his eyes, and releasing out a large sigh.

“ I’m sorry I never got to take you…. I had so many plans to do with you and Alice… it doesn’t seem fair that I didn’t get a chance to do that” once again, you had a pause the video so that you could take a minute to cry. The plans that you had with each other right now by the wayside. You unpause did it again, and continued on listening. “ I know right now you’re depressed.” he stated, folding folding his hands, and leaning on the desk in a slightly business fashion way. “ in the email that Kate sent you there is several groups that you can join that are for the spouses of the deceased militant partner. Please join one as well as make sure our daughter also goes to one for kids. She’s going to need that support… you both are.” he smiled again, but it was a Sad smile. “ I also made sure to have a college fund started for her. You don’t have to worry about it until she’s ready. There should be plenty of money for her to attend all the way up until graduate year as long as she goes to a decent university. Make sure it’s only used for that if she chooses not to go to university or to go to a less expensive one, you can use the money to buy her a car or whatever she needs to get her life started…. I’m sorry this had all come to this…. As you know I have set aside a life insurance, and the beneficiary goes to you. I also saved up a lot of my savings as well. Feel free to use it as necessary.” he knew that you were going to be smart with the money. “ He paused and looked at you “you are my beloved…. I’m so sorry my dove that you have to face this alone. Please take care of yourself. Find a husband that loves you like I did and a good father figure for our daughter.” This made him tear up. “I will wait for you in heaven and I will watch over you both. You mean so much love. No one or nothing can separate this love. The email that is sent to you also has several videos for Alice. For her birthdays, graduation, moving out to university, marriage and their child. I made sure to make a video for all of that… I also left many for you. Please don’t hesitate to just let me listen to you… I love you.”

The video ended and you sat in the chair, Thinking things though. He set life up for you and your daughter. He was still looking after both of you. You cried for a bit before getting up and knocking on your daughters door. Your little girl opened up with tears on her face. “Hey baby… daddy sent you something.” She sniffed as you picked her up and took her to your old husband’s office. After sitting down with her in his old chair, you turned on the next video. “Hey Angel!” John’s face lit up when the camera started you could see he had been crying. “Angel, im not coming home, it’s not that I don’t want to but it’s because I got called up to heaven. I want you to do something for me my sweet, I want you to watch over momma ok? She is going to need you and you are going to need her. He glanced up as if looking at you then looked back down at his daughter. “You are such a special little girl. I love you so much. Momma has the other videos for you to watch when you grow up. I’m so so sorry to leave you like this. I did not

I did not want to go. I know you were looking forward to see me and so was I… you are my sunshine. My only sunshine.” He stated singing the song he sang when she was down or sad. “You make me happy, when sky’s are grey. You never know dear, how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away…. I love you my angel.” The video ended. Your daughter looked at you. “What now?” She asked. “Well… now we do what daddy said… we do our best to move on, but not to forget him. We will be OK.” You held her as you too watched the sunset fade beneath the horizon, a beautiful white dove landed on he window, cooed and looked at you before flying off into the golden rays of the pink sky.

Simon Riley

You were cleaning in the kitchen when you heard a knock at the door. Putting the sponge back in the soapy hot water. You wiped your hands and made your way to the door. Two military officers took at the door, Solum faces as they greeted you. “Hello can I help you?” You asked

“Mrs (y/n) Riley?” One of them asked.

“Yes that is me.” You looked at them worried.

“I’m sorry, Lieutenant Simon Riley was killed in action.” The officer said gravely as he handed you a box of his things.

You took the box with tears in your eyes. The men told you that his body was found and would be returning soon. You thanked them and closed the door as you held the box tightly in your arms and sunk to the floor sobbing. Your sweet Simon. He was gone, never to come home to you and your son. You knew it was a dangerous job, but it never really hit you till now. Your husband, the man that always let you take off his mask, the man that would cuddle with you at night and rub your back after a long day, the father of your 3 month old son who he would stay up late to let you sleep. He was gone, ripped apart from you. How were you going to tell your son about his father, the man who loved his son from the moment he was born. You cried on the cold floor till you fell asleep, still holding onto the box. You woke up to the sound of your son crying in his room. Getting up, you walked and a dead sonter to his room. Tomas your son named after your husbands brother, was crying in his cradle. Carfully you picked him up and held him close. He looked so much like his daddy, blonde hair, dark blue eyes, fair skin. “Shhhhh my love” you rocked your son with tears in your eyes. “Daddy isn’t coming back.” You stated as a hiccup got you. “He loved you so much…. He loved me.” You knew your son wouldn’t remember this but it was still so sad to hold your little boy and know he would never have a father and son bonding.

You sobbed as you held onto him. Tomas sensing his mothers destress, he quieted down and cooed. After a while you fed him and put him down to bed once more. You opened the box after sitting down with a hot cup of tea, ready to take on what you needed to. With a sniffle, you opened the lid to reveal his skull mask, the dog tags that he wore, his SAS badge, and a few other things. “Oh Simon” new murmured as you carefully picked up the mask and set the box down as he traced over the lines to his skeletal features on his balaclava. It smelled like him. That rich, earthy smell, that he always seems to have with a hint of gunpowder and bourbon. It was a lingering sent, but it was a good one at that. You held the mass close as you leaned back on the couch and close your eyes. You already missed him more than you did before maybe it was because you knew that you would never see him again, to have him be in the house and be present with you and your son. You would go on with your life fine you are a tough woman, one of the many reasons to why Simon married you, but it was your son that you were worried about. You wanted your son to have a father figure. A dad that he would learn to grow up and love. Simon never had that sort of dad, and had always wanted to be that way for his own children.

Now Simon was never going to live out his dream, and Thomas, your son, was never going to have that sort of special bond. I thought made you incredibly sad once more but no tears fell, your eyes were all dried from the previous crying. The weeks came and the funeral happened, your husband looked peaceful in his casket. You wanted some alone time with him first and held his stiff, cold hand. “ Thomas will miss you… I will miss you. You were my rock and shield. It’s going to be hard without you Si… I will always love you and miss you.” The funeral took place and it was a sad time. The team of 141, your family and friends helped with whatever you needed. Now, you were cleaning out things from your late husband. As you were cleaning out his bedside table drawer, you saw a note, folded up neatly. Curious, you unfolded the lined paper and read the words on the paper.

“My dear (y/n), Birdie if you are digging in my drawer then that means I have passed, the mission was botched… I’m sorry… I know Thomas is in good hands with you. Please don’t worry about money. My account will be given to you. As I am writing this, it’s late, you’re sleeping next to me. It’s the night before we leave… I am looking at you for the last time, taking in all your beautiful details. Your face is so soft in sleep, you look so angelic. I am going to miss you… I know you will miss me too… I’m sorry I haven’t said ‘I love you’ that much. I hope you know I cherished and deeply loved you. I still do. I know you are a strong woman, that is what drew me to you. I know you will move on. If you wish, find someone who can love you and our son just as much as I loved you. I will be waiting for you when you come. I will always be watching out for you. Please don’t let our son forget me. I want him to know how much I loved him and you. I love you my Birdie, my beautiful wife. ~Simon.”

You held onto the paper and cried. This was going to be ruff. You were going to be ok. A sense of comfort filled your mind and warmth flooded your body. “I love you my Simon” you smiled and the familiar sent of him wafted and you felt his warmth envelop you.

Gaz

when the news reached you, it hurt like 1000 tiny little daggers. You had just gotten married to Gaz, your Relationship was just beginning. The two of you had been high school sweethearts. Times had gotten tough for both of you and you broke off your relationship before time being until you rekindled it once again, realizing that he was the only person for you. You had only gotten married a few months prior and just had your honeymoon before he was shipped off. Four months he was gone. And he was supposed to come back in two, however, the letter that you received told a different story. He would never be coming home. His body was blown up so badly that they couldn’t find all the pieces to him. We would do everything that they could to get the majority of him back home so that there could be some proper burial. This broke your heart. He would never get to share the life with you that you too so desperately dreamed about, a small home, somewhere on the suburbs of London with a dog, and maybe a child somewhere down the line. That was your plan at least but now things have changed, and now your beloved was gone.

It had been a few weeks since the death, and the burial of what was left at him. You had moved back in with your parents for the time being. As you were cleaning up your room, doing the best to get over your grieving you noticed a note on your bed they have been delivered by your mother earlier. Carefully you walked up to the letter and looked at it. It was addressed to you by Gaz. A sense of panic swelled in your chest. Did he really survive? Or was this some cool trick that somebody was playing? Quickly opened the envelope, and you looked at the letter the date showing that it was a month ago that he had sent this; before his death. With shaky hands, you begin to read the chicken, scratch lettering, tracing over every word, and taking to heart as if it was the gospel.

“Hey Love!

Things are crazy right now! We’re going to be going into a city not too far from here. I’ll make sure to pick up some stuff for you. I know you’ve been wanting to decorate the house for a while and I’m so excited to see what sort of projects you’ve been working on? How’s the art piece coming? I remember you telling me that you wanted to start up painting again. We always had such a pretty drawings. I have no doubt that they’re not going to be beautiful. I hope you hang them on the wall for us to see. I miss you. A part of me wishes that you were here at least the part that isn’t the most violent. Unfortunately, we’re not in the best area we are being attacked left and right. Don’t worry sweetheart. I’ll be home soon! I promise I’ll fix the leaky faucet. I know it’s been driving you crazy. I I sent a letter to my folks, but could you tell them that I miss them as well? I want them to know how much I miss them, but I think I miss you the most. When I get back can we get a dog? Also, can we have like a full day of playing video games just with you and me? I know I sound like I’m rambling, but it’s just what’s on my mind recently. Late night cuddles with you while playing Mario kart. It just sounds so relaxing right now. I’m really tired. Well sweetheart, I better get to bed. I love you and I hope that you have an amazing day tomorrow and the next and the next after that.

Your Husband,

Gaz”

Hugging the letter, you cried your eyes out. Tears streaming down your face as you laid on the bed, holding onto the last remnant of what your husband left you. It sounded as if he was somewhere in a safer, better place. You hoped that he died quickly that he didn’t suffer and his last thoughts were good thoughts. A breeze drifted into the room from your open window and a warm bit of sunshine hit your cheek as the breeze drifted passed it felt like a stroke on your soft face. He was there sitting beside you, even though you couldn’t see it, you could feel his presence. He was safe and he was watching over you.

Johnny McTavish

The news has gotten to you quickly. It was actually delivered by Price himself. You couldn’t believe it. Your Scottish highland your man was no longer going to come home to you. He was shot through the head. Taking a bullet to save a life. Your young son, John, named after his father, was going to be home from school soon the devastating news hurt you more than anything else out there. How are you going to tell your six-year-old son that he was not gonna have his daddy near anymore? Who was going to play football with him in the yard? Who is going to read bedtime stories? Who is going to play in the rain with him? Your son needed his father that boy looked up to his dad, like he was the sun, its self. The news hurt you hard calling his parents and his family was going to be hard as well if they had an already heard the news. He was close with everybody and his family and he had quite a large family.

The upcoming days to the Memorial as you wish to have been cremated, were hard and brutal. Everybody that you knew, and your friends and his family all gave their condolences to you and to each other he was loved and well liked by everyone your son took it hard he didn’t understand why his dad wasn’t coming home and cried and cried and cried it was like that for almost a whole week, he was doing so bad that you had to pull him out of school for the time being because he was unable to function properly. You did everything you could you hold him tight in your arms until he cried himself to sleep at night in which you also cried your own silent tears. You would go walk on the open, Highlands that overlooked the beautiful scenery where your husband, his father’s ashes, cast out upon the open landscape. A small memorial was placed there in memory. You would have picnics out there are frequently, simply listening to the birds call from high above and feel the warm sun cast It’s beautiful rays. They felt cold and dull to you, but you did your best to hold out for your son.

Cleaning out the closet with all of his stuff. What is your next task as you were taking some of his old stuff down you noticed a hard drive they had fallen out of one of his pockets with your name on it. Curious, you took the hard drive and you plugged it into your laptop. It open the file which had a video and it. You clicked play.

The video with your husband sitting on the couch in your living room, smiling at you “Hello my bonne Lass. if yer seeing this then ye know what happened and I don’t think I need ta say anymore abou tha’. I am so sorry that I cannot be with Yer. I love ye so much. I love our son John so much. Please remind hem’ every day how much I love him. Please play football with hem as much as ye can. Please read to hem every night fer me. I know it’s a lot ta ask with what’s going on but I think it might be good fer both of ya ta share tha’ quality time. I’m gonna miss ye both, but I’m always going te be with yer. I’m always going to be watching over mo little family. Don’t worry Lass, life insurance should cover a huge portion of everything. Hopefully it can help provide some security fer you and fer John. I also have tha’ university fund ye wanted me ta set up fer him. Let the money grow and add te it. If ye want by the time he turns 18 he can open that account. The files are actually in my cabinet on the right side of the desk. It has all the important paperwork and documentaries yer gonna need. I really wish I was there with ya Lass. I’m going to miss holding you at night and whispering I love yous.” His beautiful eyes stared right back at you with his stupid little mohawk and broad shoulders facing the camera. “ I know you got this, please don’t ferget about me, but I do want you moving on. Find a man that makes yer heart is happy to be with as it was with meh. I know it’s a lot ta ask for, and I’m not expecting ye ta get married right this instant… I want ta see ye happy I want to see you taken care of. I love ye, my princess.” he reached over to turn off the device that he was using, and the video ended abruptly. A new wave of tears hit your face as you laid your head on the desk and cried for the fifth or sixth time in the past few days. Your son came in the room and gently touched your shoulder. “It’s OK mama! Daddy’s going to be with us. He’s just going to be invisible.” he was quoting some thing that you had told him. When you had to break the news to John, you had told him that the angels up in heaven needed his daddy to help fight the battle up there because he was so good at his job. One day he would be able to meet his daddy up there as well. Now John had taken this to heart and there’s now quoting this in hopes to make you feel better. You carefully picked up your son and held him close to you. “ you know you’re the best against your father had ever giving me? When you were born, he had tears in his eyes and he was hugging you and kissing all over your face and just absolutely doting on you 24 seven. He told me how proud he was of you. He told me how proud he was of me. Those were good times.” Your son gently hold you tight in his own little arms. “ it’s OK mama will make it out together.” You could almost feel a kiss on your forehead as if…. As if your husband was leaning over to comfort you.

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Stained Glass Windows - Chapter Thirty One

Life was complicated, but they wouldn't have it any other way.

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His chest burns. Pain that he couldn’t describe lancing through him, but he couldn’t show it. Couldn’t give the man perched on top of him, smirking as he pulled the knife out of his abdomen, the pleasure of knowing he was in agony.

“I wonder where that girlfriend of yours is. She’ll be here soon, won’t she?” Foyet says, his eyes sparking with something that scares Aaron more than the prospect of dying. He needs Emily to stay wherever she is, he needs her to stay distracted by whatever has distracted her to keep her away from this. Away from him.

Aaron grunts as the knife is pulled out of him again, the involuntary noise drawing a smirk out of Foyet as he leans in again. 

“I’m excited to meet her properly, I didn’t realise you were together when I last saw you. I’d have had some more fun.”

It makes him furious, the threat towards the woman he loves enough to break through his stern facade. He watches as Foyet’s evil smirk spreads further over his face, delighted to have pulled a reaction from him. He opens his mouth to say something else, but is interrupted by the door bursting open. 

“FBI. Put down the knife.”

For the first time since he’d been attacked, Aaron feels genuine fear. He looks at her and their eyes lock, and the determination in hers terrifies him, her grip on her gun as firm as her voice had been.

“Agent Prentiss,” Foyet says, his voice dripping with false kindness, “Nice of you to join us.”

Foyet reaches for the gun next to him, and Aaron lays there, unable to move, his body paralysed by pain and shock, as he watches it unfold. Emily is fast, but Foyet is faster, and Aaron can’t even make a noise as the guns both fire and he watches Emily fall backwards, knocked off her feet by a bullet. 

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Aaron gasps as he sits up, heaving air into his lungs as he tries to shake off the familiar nightmare, ridding himself of how his subconscious would twist the truth into something that he knew had never happened. 

He couldn’t believe it had been a year. That 12 months had passed since Foyet had been laying in wait for him in his old apartment, determined to ruin his life for the sin of doing nothing other than this job. He often wondered what would have happened if Emily hadn’t arrived when she had, taking out a serial killer with a single bullet. He wondered what his plan would have been. If Foyet would have killed him or tried to take everything from him, making him wish he was dead. Foyet had planned it out meticulously like he always had, but he hadn’t accounted for Emily being as fearless as she was. 

“Aaron?” 

He turns at the rasping sound of her voice, smiling softly as he watches her switch on her bedside lamp before she shifts towards him, a feat that was no longer as easy as it once was, her pregnancy now in its 28th week. She blinks blearily at him, rubbing her eyes as she tries to clear sleep from them. 

“I’m ok, sweetheart,” he says, reaching over and placing his hand on her stomach, smiling at the feeling of the baby moving, “Go back to sleep.” 

She rolls her eyes at him and sits up, grunting as she does so, “Yeah, right,” she says sarcastically as she settles with her back against the headboard, “I’m going to go back to sleep when you’ve clearly had a nightmare.”

Despite his still racing heart and the lingering fear in his veins, he smiles. Foyet may not have accounted for her, but there was a time when he wouldn’t have either. It was strange to think how much had changed in a year. How they’d gone from moving in together to having just moved again into their new house with a baby on the way and a ring on Emily’s finger. She’d not only saved his life, but she’d changed it for the better. She loved and understood him in ways Haley hadn’t been able to, and she fought fiercely for him all the time.

Even if it was him she was fighting. 

He leans back against the headboard and puts his arm around her, leaving no gap between them as their shoulders overlap as he pulls her into his embrace. 

“Did you dream about him?” She asks, taking his hand and placing it back on her bump, well aware that the movement of the baby soothed him as much as it did her. 

Aaron hums in response, allowing her proximity, the smell of her, to lull him back to reality, the final grip his nightmare had on him fading, “Yeah, I dreamt about him. It’s been a while.” 

At the start, he dreamt about it most nights. The fleeting, vague, memories he had of the first couple of days in hospital were only of the pain he was in, the medication hardly touching it, and the dreams that he’d have when they sedated him. That’s what he remembered. That, and her. 

Even now he isn’t sure how often Emily left the hospital whilst he was there. She’d disappear from his room occasionly only to return wearing new clothes with her hair scraped back into a pony tail, but she was never gone long enough to have gone back home. He knows JJ had a key to the apartment they’d just moved out of, so he’s sure she would have gone there to pack up some of Emily’s things. 

She had been a constant by his side. Her hand in his or trailing through his hair when he woke up in pain and confused, her reassurances soft as she told him he was safe, that the danger was gone. He’d seen her do the same for Jack if he had a bad dream when he was over at theirs, her presence alone enough to soothe the young boy, and he knew he’d have a lifetime of watching her do it for the child she was currently carrying. 

“It’s understandable,” she says, watching him carefully, her eyes lingering on the tightness in his jaw, “Anniversaries like this are hard,” she turns her head, her lip catching his cheek, “You could have died.” 

She hears the catch in her own voice and sighs as she leans in closer to him, her grip on his hand tightening. He wasn’t the only one who had nightmares about that night. She still felt awful for how long she’d been on the phone to Penelope, laughing and joking about her evening plans as the man she loved was being attacked by a man intent on destroying him. Knowing that she’d killed Foyet, that she’d removed that threat from their lives before he could truly start whatever he’d been planning on, did nothing to ease her guilt. 

When she dreamt of it she’d dream that she was too late. That she’d lost him and arrived at his apartment to find his body, his eyes lifeless and unseeing as he laid in a pool of blood she could still see if she thought about it too much. She knew that his dreams were similar. That he dreamt of watching her get killed by Foyet as he laid there unable to move, cursed to watch his worst fears come true in front of him. 

“I’m right here, sweetheart,” he says, turning his head to kiss her, his lips stamped against hers, “I’m right here.”

She nods, smiling wryly, “I’m supposed to be comforting you. You’re the one who had the nightmare.” 

“You are comforting me,” he replies, kissing her again, “Just by being you.” 

She chuckles, shaking her head at him, but her smile slips away as she watches him rub his chest through his tshirt over the spot she knew had his thickest scar. “Is it hurting?” 

He hums, nodding as he rubs at the phantom ache in his chest, “I know it’s in my head, but it hurts. I can almost feel the knife…” he drifts off as he feels her tense against him, he sighs, “I hate them,” he says, pressing the scar harder than necessary, desperate to feel anything other than the dull ache.

“The scars?” She asks, pulling his hand away from his chest before she starts rubbing at his chest herself, hoping that her touch could help in some way. 

“Yeah,” he replies, tension seeping from him as he feels the warmth of her fingers through his shirt, “Every time I look in the goddamn mirror I see them and think of him.”

She pauses before she responds, making sure to use her words carefully, “I don’t,” she says softly, and he looks at her, his brow furrowed in confusion, “I don’t hate them, and I don’t think of him.” 

He sighs, knowing she was trying to make him feel better, “Em-”

“I don’t hate them because they show that you survived. That I still have you,” she blows out a breath, feeling the now familiar press of tears at the back of her eyes due to her hormones, her once famous control over her emotions long gone at this stage of her pregnancy, “I don’t hate them because they are made of you, and I could never hate anything that was.” 

He smiles, unsure what to say at first as what she has said sinks in. Even after almost two years together, the second anniversary of the drive back from Ohio that had changed everything just around the corner, he was still blown away sometimes by how much she loved him.

“That sounds like something you’d tell me was cheesy if I said it to you,” he replies, his smile and the shine to his eyes, the fear she had seen when she first woke up replaced by love, says everything he struggles to put into words. That he loved her and the life they were building. That he was unsure what he would do without her. 

She laughs, shaking her head at him, “Well, I am pregnant with your spawn, maybe the baby is affecting my sensibilities.” 

He raises an eyebrow at her, “Don’t call Nugget ‘spawn,” he says, leaning down to kiss her bump. She places her hand on the back of his head, pulling him in for a kiss as he sits up straight again. “I don’t think of Foyet when I see the scars Aaron, not for a second. I only think of you. Ok?” she says, holding him in place until he nods, his forehead gently knocking against hers, “Good.” She pulls him in for another kiss, deepening it this time as she swipes her tongue over his lower lip, chasing him as he pulls back. She smiles at him, her body suddenly thrumming with need that she knew she couldn’t entirely blame on her hormones, “Want me to prove it to you?”

“It’s 2am, Em. Don’t you want to go back to sleep?” He asks, his breath catching in his throat as she grasps at the hem of his t-shirt, her fingers trailing underneath, hot against his skin. 

“Yes,” she replies, kissing him again, smiling as she nips at his lower lip, “But after.”

He smiles, cupping her cheek as he pulls her in for a kiss this time, tasting her love for him on her lips. He pulls back just enough to talk, his breath skipping over her face, “After sounds perfect.” 

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Emily yawns as she settles onto the couch, her arm around Jack as he settles into her side still dressed in his pjyamas. She had a fleeting moment of regret of the very early morning sex with her fiancee when the little boy bounded into their room at 7am demanding breakfast, but it passed. A long Sunday ahead of them with the promise of pancakes made by Aaron and a nap she’d no doubt end up having in the afternoon. 

It was Jack’s first weekend staying at the new house, everything now fully unpacked and the keys to the her apartment handed over to her new tenant. He loved the space he had to run around and his new room and had convinced Emily to watch cartoons with him on their brand new, very large, TV that they’d bought for the living room. She smiles as Jack settles in further to her side, his hand on her bump as he watches the TV, and she takes a moment to simply bask in her environment. 

She was in her house. Her home that she shared with the love of her life. He was currently making them pancakes, the sound of his out of tune humming and the clanging of pans travelling down the hall from the kitchen. She had a little boy she loved as her own snuggled up to her side, his hair and pjyamas rumbled from sleep, and her baby shifting in her stomach. This was the life she’d always wanted, the one she thought she’d never have, and it still felt like she had to hold onto it tightly, worried that if she didn’t, if she allowed herself to get too comfortable, it would all get taken away. 

“Emily?”

She looks down at Jack and is immediately met with his wide curious eyes and his furrowed brow, a thoughtful look that he shared with her fiancee. A look she hoped their baby would inherit. 

“Yes, honey?” 

His brow only furrows deeper and she feels a flick of anxiety rush through her, and he looks down at her stomach, “You’ll be Nugget’s mommy right?” 

She nods and runs her fingers through his hair, tidying it up a little bit, “Yes, I’ll be their mommy,” she says, unable to deny that the flip in her stomach has everything to do with the thought that she’ll be someones Mom, and nothing to do with said someone doing their morning kicking routine.

“And Daddy will be their Daddy?” 

“That’s right, Jack,” she confirms, wondering where he was going with this but letting him get there by himself, his need to work things out by himself something that was apparently genetic. 

“So the baby will live here all the time?” 

It clicks in her head and she wishes more than anything that Aaron was in the room, that he was here for the conversation she had thought was coming for weeks. She smiles softly at Jack and nods.

“Yes, sweetheart, the baby will live here with us all the time,” she replies, her heart aching as she sees something close to disappointment flash across his face, “Because Daddy and I live together. You were very small so probably don’t remember it, but you, Daddy and Mommy all lived together once.” 

“When Mommy and Daddy loved each other?” He asks, and it makes her sigh. She knew she couldn’t explain to a four year old that they still loved each other, just not in the way that they needed to to make it work, the way that Aaron now loved her. 

“Yes, when they loved each other,” she replies simply. It was yet another time that made her wish things were simpler. That this little boy didn’t have to ask these questions, and that she didn’t have to navigate the complications of being an addition to what had once been a family. 

“But I don’t live here all the time.” 

She freezes, the statement unexpected, and she nods, treading carefully as she answers, “No, you don’t,” she replies. Her tongue peeks out to lick her lower lip as she looks at him, waiting for a response that doesn’t come before she carries on, “Do you want to?” 

He shrugs and then shakes his head, “I’d miss Mommy. But I miss you and Daddy when I’m with Mommy. I don’t want to miss Nugget too.” 

She has to stop herself from crying, her jaw tight as she clenches it to force the tears back and she clears her throat, “Nugget already loves you so much, Jack,” she says, smiling encouragingly at him, “Daddy and I do too.” 

He nods, sighing as if he had the world on his shoulders. “I wish I was here more.” 

That certainly was unexpected, and she knows for a second she doesn’t cover her reaction well. Ever since she’d been in Jack’s life this had been their arrangement. They had him on weekends, and if they happened to be away on the weekend they made it up during the week. Emily knew it wasn’t enough for Aaron, that his limited time with his son was painful for him, but she had never thought it was her place to suggest they asked for more time. It wouldn’t be practical either, not with them both still in the BAU. 

But that was about to change as soon as the baby was born. 

“You want to spend more time with us?” She asks, making sure she’s not putting words in his mouth, something she didn’t want to be accused of by Haley if they were to discuss a change in custody with him, and he nods. Any further conversation is cut off as Aaron walks into the room, unknowingly interrupting. 

“Breakfast is ready.” 

Jack is up and out of the living room before anything else is said, as if he hadn’t just been talking about something serious. Aaron looks at her as she stands up off the couch, batting off any help from him, intent on not needing it until it was absolutely necessary.

“Are you ok sweetheart?” Aaron asks, looking at her curiously, and for a moment she hates that he can read her like a book. She considers telling him, but knows now isn’t the time - that it was something they’d need to discuss, and then he’d need to discuss with Haley, in more depth at a later date. 

“Yeah,” she replies, walking over and kissing him on the cheek, “I’m fine.” 

-x-

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To a Better Place

Part 12 of NanoWrimo Hell

Pairing: reaper!Risotto x reader

Description: You’ve always had a special relationship with death.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, death, car crashes, unedited work

You’ve always had a special relationship with death that no one else had. This was in a figurative sense of course, but it was also very literal. This was because you knew the truth. You knew that death was really a man even if he wasn’t human.

You had originally met him when you were a small child. Your first pet, a dog that your family had had for years, finally passed on. You didn’t know what to do, staring at your motionless friend. You had never seen anything like this before.

And then, someone stepped out of the shadows and over to you. You had never seen eyes like his black and red ones or white hair the same color as his. He reaches out and takes your dog from you.

“Where are you taking her….?”

He pauses, staring down at you. He seemed confused that you were asking him anything at all. But then he finally gave you an answer.

“To a better place.”

You frowned. You didn’t want her to go.

“Can I come visit her?”

He paused again, trying to think of something to say.

“……….Yes. Eventually. When you’re very old.”

You would be able to see her again at least and she would be happy.

“I’ll wait until then!”

He nods before starting to walk away. When you look down at your hands, your dog is still there but she isn’t breathing.

Of course, no one had believed you when you told them the story. There was no evidence the man had been there. He never left behind any footprints and you dog hadn’t really been taken. So you forgot about it yourself, dismissing it as one of those strange childhood memories.

That was, until the second time you saw him. You were walking down the street years later as an adult and you saw someone fall over and have a heart attack.

You quickly ran over to the person, trying to make sure they were ok. And that’s when you had seen him again. He looked exactly the same as he had all those years ago. You step aside, letting him take the body.

“So you are real!”

He pauses after throwing the man over his shoulder.

“I am. You can still see me?”

You nod, smiling at him.

“I’ve been hoping to see you again for years. I need to thank you for what you said to me. It helped me get through losing her.”

“You’re welcome.”

“So what are you? Are you…death?”

“You could say that.”

You nod. “Can I help you carry him? He looks really heavy.”

“No. You won’t be able to touch him. His body is still on the ground.”

You remember your dog. “Oh right, sorry. Can I at least get your name? Or maybe invite you to coffee or something later?”

“Sure. And it’s Risotto.”

He walks off, not really giving you a chance to give him a meeting pace or anything. Did that even count as agreeing to anything? You sigh and start to walk away, going home.

When you go to get coffee the next morning, Risotto is standing outside your building waiting for you.

“I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find you again!”

He shrugs and follows you as you go to the coffee shop. “It wouldn’t be very hard for you to find me again. I’m everywhere.”

You laugh at that and open the door for him.

“Be careful. No one else can see me. You’ll have to order for both of us. I’ll have whatever you get.”

You nod and order some coffee, grabbing it when it’s ready and taking it to a table. You watch as Risotto picks up his cup, lightly sipping it.

“Isn’t it a problem when you drink that? Don’t they see it floating in the air or something?”

“No. They stop being able to see anything I pick up.”

You sip your own coffee. “So where does everyone actually go when they die? Or are you not allowed to tell me?”

“I can’t tell you. I’ve never been in there. But it’s supposed to be nice.”

You laugh a little bit. “That’s good. It means you were being honest to me about my dog.”

The two of you talked like that for the rest of the morning until other things finally pulled you away from your coffee date.

That wasn’t the end though. You would run into Risotto again the next day. He was outside of your house again.

“Is there a reason why you’re here?”

“Boredom. No one else can see me.”

“Well I have some more free time so I guess we can take a walk.”

It sort of repeated like this after that. Risotto would show up whenever you were free to talk to you. It was always interesting to hear about the small things he told you and he seems to enjoy having company.

Over time though, you started to feel closer to him. You were sure what it was. Maybe his kindness that one day was still in your mind or maybe it was just because you always looked forward to meeting up with him, but you realize you were starting to maybe have feelings for him?

You weren’t sure how to act on them though. You already did things like sit close together and be comfortable in eachothers space. It was hard to tell how he was feeling sometimes.

You figured the best way would probably be bluntness, but it took you a whole year just to build up the courage to actually go through with it. In between were many failed attempts where you had gotten flustered and made an excuse to leave early.

But then there was the day that the accident happened. You had been driving on a snow covered road and there was a driver in the lane next to you that had gotten a little bit too drunk and a little two overconfident in his vehicle. One thing had lead to another and his car had gone skidding across the ice, ramming right into yours.

He had died almost immediately in the crash. His body was so mangled beyond belief that it was hard to tell what was even in there.

You on the other hand had gotten out mostly alive, but there was the problem of your leg being caught under the car. You tried to call out for help as you failed to crawl out from under it but you were either too far into the tree line for anyone to notice or too much of a stranger for people to care. With how this area was it was probably the later.

You shiver from the cold, wishing you hadn’t decided to take your coat off. You wouldn’t last out here like this for long. If no one came to find you before the last of the cold finally set in, there was no chance of escaping. And the people around you had already left you to die.

Well, everyone had left you to die except for death himself.

You see Risotto step out of the shadows and look around for the man. Instead, he spots you.

“Can you move?”

You shake your head. Your voice was sore from yelling by this point so it was quiet and pained instead of how you usually sounded around him.

“No…my leg is stuck…and it hurts…”

Wordlessly, he kneels down and starts to lift the car off of you leaving you to wonder just how strong he really is.

While this is happening, you can see the man that hit you hobble out of the wreckage. But that shouldn’t be possible. He shouldn’t be able to walk let alone look completely uninjured. He looks just as surprised as you are when he sees the state of everything.

“Hey! What the hell is going on here?! Why is there so much blood in my car?! Why does it look like a crumpled motherfucking tin can?!”

Risotto doesn’t even seem to spare the man a glance as he reaches down and lifts you up, pulling you close to him. You lean into the warmth of his chest, although you can’t really make out his heartbeat. Does he even have one? Is he technically considered alive?

It didn’t matter to you. What mattered is that you were with him and you felt safe.

The man had started running away, but before he could get very far, the shadows stopped him. Something was moving around in them or….were the shadows themselves moving? They looked like tiny creatures almost as they pulled him somewhere.

“What are those?”

“Metallica. They help guide the dead when the soul leaves the body too soon.”

“They’re kind of cute.”

“They are technically a part of me.”

“That explains why.”

“…..”

You don’t really register the words you said until they leave your mouth. You feel your face heat up in the freezing air. Neither of you says anything for a while. How would he even take that?!

“I…that just slipped out!”

Risotto pats your head gently. “It’s fine. I think you’re…cute too.”

“Really?!”

“Yes. I like spending time with you.”

You lean up and gently press a kiss onto his lips. They’re rough and chapped, probably what you were expecting, but to you they are perfect.

After Risotto had taken you home and helped you patch up your leg, he had decided to stay the night. It was fun. You had never had him in your actual house before. You couldn’t go to the hospital because of your lack of insurance, but Risotto stayed with you.

After watching a horror movie. You lean against him on the sofa under a soft blanket. “Risotto, have you ever felt this way about a human before.”

“No. You’re the first.”

You sip the cup of hot chocolate that he had made for you with little marshmallows that Metallica had insisted on adding.

“Since you always come over here anyway….why don’t we do this again some time?”

He nods and for the first time, you actually see Risotto smile.

He had practically moved into your house after that. He claimed that he had never seen a need for having a house before this point since he had no reason to stop and stay anywhere for very long.

He seems to enjoy it though, taking the time to stay there even when you aren’t home. Maybe it’s because being there reminds him of you.

One night, when you are putting something down on the table that you had just baked, you stick your fork into it to see if it’s done enough and it hits something that almost feel like metal in the center. You definitely don’t remember putting anything like that in there.

Risotto walks in, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Did you have a good day bringing people to the other side? I made some cake because it’s the anniversary of when we got together. Sometimes it doesn’t even feel like it’s been years does it?”

“Years done feel like years anymore.”

You laugh and try to get him a slice of cake, but he outs a hand on your wrist, stopping you.

“You should have the first slice.”

You don’t really understand what he’s getting at and you raise an eyebrow, but you listen to what he says and place the cake on a plate, grabbing a fork.

“I better not eat that weird metal thing my fork hit.”

You swear, there is a look of anticipation on his face as you say that. Did he have something to do with it? You start eating the cake, happy at how well it turned out.

“You really should have taken the first slice yourself Ris, it’s really good!”

“Everything you make is good.”

Your fork hits the object again and this time you pull it out. You weren’t sure what you were expecting but it’s a…..ring?

Did he get Metallica to slip this in?!

Also did this mean…?

“I apologize Y/N if this is awkward. I don’t know very much about proposals.”

You practically drop the ring as you pull him into a hug. “It’s not awkward! And of course I’ll marry you! I was going to do the same thing but you beat me to it!”

Your wedding was incredible. Your dress was your favorite color and it was quiet, but happy. Neither you or Risotto had very many friends or family to invite, but you had eachother which was the most important thing.

You had many years together, living in the same house, staying by eachother’s side. It felt like it could go on forever and you would be fine with that.

But nothing can last forever.

You lay back in your bed, staring at the window as the snow falls. It reminds you of the day Risotto had saved you. Of when you had first kissed him. You knew you probably had less than a day. With treatment there was a chance you could have turned your condition around, but of course it wasn’t affordable. And you didn’t want to leave anyone close to you in medical debt.

It was better this way anyway. You were at home, in your own bed. It was comfortable and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Your husband was next to you of course, holding your hand. While you had aged as the years had piled up on top of your mortal human body, the same thing could not be said of him.  You were old while he didn’t look a day over whatever he had been when you met him. And yet….he had stayed with you. He hadn’t replaced you with someone younger and prettier that was in better shape and wasn’t worn down. He didn’t want anyone but you.

“Risotto, do you remember that time in the snow? It was a day just like this one….”

“I do.”

“I wonder if I’ll see him. You know. When I cross over.”

He squeezes your hand reassuringly. “You can see your dog again. Like I promised.”

“I can’t wait to see her but….what’s going to happen to you? Are you going to be ok alone?”

“…….”

There was a silence. It was true. He wasn’t exactly close to any human and he rarely made contact with others like him. He lived in your house and spent every second he could with you. Would he even have a home anymore?

It looked like you had used up the last of your time. You could feel your breathing getting weak and it was a struggle to stay awake. But there was one last favor you had to ask of him.

“Come with me Risotto. You can do that right?”

“I’ve never tried it before.”

You sigh and close your eyes. At least he would be able to carry you there. You would get to spend your last moments as a soul on earth with the man you loved. You let yourself give in finally, not even feeling the exact moment you’re gone.

Once Risotto notices that you’ve stopped breathing, he gently picks you up and pulls you out of your corpse. He runs his fingers through your hair as he begins his walk.

He had never tried going to the land of the dead before, but for you he would give it an attempt.

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[arielgobuss]

New chapter is posted!

42. Special evening

I want it now I want it now Give me your heart and your soul And I'm breaking out I'm breaking out Last chance to lose control*

TRAGIC NIGHT IN HAMPSTONE - 12 MURDERED MUGGLES

- screamed the headline on the front page of the Daily Prophet, which Harry placed next to his breakfast plate. He didn't want to read it, he didn't have the strength to do so. He just pursed his lips and stared at the unfinished sausage, feeling that he had suddenly lost all appetite. His stomach felt like it was in knots.

Neither Snape nor Dumbledore showed up for breakfast. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fifth-year Hufflepuff unfold his copy of The Prophet and, with another Hufflepuff of a similar age sitting next to him, begin a whispered conversation, full of terrified sighs and incredulous shaking of the heads. Harry heard only fragments of their conversation:

"...skinned... can you imagine..."

"...four completely burned houses... atrocity..."

"...a one-and-a-half-year-old child... all the bones were broken and crushed..."

"...it's horrible... it's good that I stayed at Hogwarts..."

Harry just wanted them to shut up. He didn't want to look at it, he didn't want to hear about it. Not now, not today, not on a day like this!

"Harry, are you okay? You look like you were attacked by the Mindbiters. These are little creatures that come in through the nose when someone is depressed and eat their brains. And this makes you feel even more depressed because your thoughts have less space and keep going around in circles.

Harry blinked and turned his head to Luna. The Ravenclaw was staring at him with concern, and at first he was tempted to tell her what he had been thinking about the rest of the night when he finally returned to his dormitory, about everything that had kept him awake. About how Snape had murdered those Muggles, and he'd fucked him yesterday, right after he'd done it... How he hadn't even thought about them for a second as he watched in disbelief as Severus licked his cum from his fingers, tasting it like some kind of ambrosia. About how Snape cursed him, that he wanted to throw the Cruciatus at him, but Harry didn't let him, and then he felt so inexpressibly happy that everything else stopped mattering to him. About how when he returned to the dormitory and looked in the mirror, his face was covered in their blood, which Severus had left on his skin like a mark. How his insides twitched every time he thought about it, but at the same time he couldn't shake the burning joy in his heart that he had managed to break him and that he would be spending the evening, and the night with him, and that Severus let him bring his toothbrush and his pajamas, and...

...damn it!

"Yes, okay," he finally managed to utter. The girl frowned, then looked at the newspaper lying on the table, and something like... understanding appeared on her face.

"Oh, I think there's a reason," she said carelessly, and then, as if nothing had happened, she grabbed the newspaper and put it in her colorful, nail-decorated purse. "My daddy always says that there's no point in worrying about things we can't control. But he adds that then it should be described. But then others will start to worry about it instead, so I don't think that's such a good idea. Because not only would others start worrying, but they would also make us worry... Don't you think so?" She gave him a wide smile.

Harry felt lost. He couldn't think about such twisted, philosophical considerations right now.

"What?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. Luna leaned towards him and whispered:

"It's just that the most important thing is what you feel. Not what's happening around you. Harry, you're the only one who feels pain when you hurt your hand."

The boy blinked, completely not understanding what his friend was getting at.

"So no one has the right to tell you that you shouldn't feel it. Because this pain is only yours, it belongs to you. They don't feel it or understand it. So you shouldn't feel guilty about it."

Harry smiled slightly and nodded. He didn't even say a word, and she still knew what was bothering him. How?

However, he no longer had any appetite. Therefore, he said goodbye and slowly moved towards Gryffindor Tower. He didn't sleep at all last night. Besides, when he came back to his room, it was almost three o'clock, and he was so shaken and excited by all the events that he didn't even think about something as trivial as sleep. Thoughts and memories swirled in his head. The image of Snape... Snape dressed in Death Eater robes, Snape covered in blood, Snape looking at him as if Harry was some...bloody miracle of nature.

His heart melted, forgetting the dirt and remorse.

***

For the fifth time in just two minutes, Harry looked in the mirror to make sure he looked good. This time he had neither the saleswoman nor Ginny at his disposal, by whose reactions he could judge it.

Severus said he would prepare dinner, which in itself was so abstract that it required a specific dress code. Moreover, it was to be their last night together, because all students were going to return tomorrow afternoon, which meant the end of their daily and all-night meetings. Harry felt sad about this, especially since after what had happened tonight, he suspected that everything would change and look completely different now. And he sincerely hoped that it would be a change for the better.

He looked in the mirror again and tried to smooth out the wrinkles on the dark navy blue, tight-fitting blouse, made of a soft, pleasant to the touch material and decorated with white stripes that wrapped around the wrists of slightly too long sleeves. He matched it with equally dark, navy blue trousers made of a material resembling denim, but much smoother to the touch, and black shoes.

He thought he looked good, but the lack of any confirmation made him not so sure. He just wanted to dress nicely. This was supposed to be a special evening after all. He hoped that Snape would appreciate it this time too. After all, he had been waiting for this moment all day long.

Severus did not show up for any meals, and Harry was assigned by Professor McGonagall to clean the Great Hall after the New Year's Eve fireworks before dinner. In the afternoon he went to visit Hagrid. When saying goodbye, he announced that he would not come for dinner because he was tired from the previous night without sleep and would like to go to bed earlier.

He smoothed his hair sticking out in all directions a few times, which, as usual, turned out to be completely ineffective, then he smiled at his reflection in the mirror, grabbed the bag in which he had previously packed his pajamas and cosmetics, along with the Marauder's Map. He put on the invisibility cloak and, swallowing his nervousness and the impatient knot in his stomach, went down to the dungeons.

By the time he stopped in front of the door, he was just a walking bundle of nerves. He didn't know what to expect. It's true that Severus' behavior yesterday, when Harry left his chambers, was exceptionally... hmm, one could say polite, if that word, combined with Severus Snape, was not such an oxymoron. Well, let's say extremely... calm. But Harry knew him well enough to know one thing - he could never predict his behavior, and knowing that, apart from being undoubtedly annoying, was also extremely... exciting.

He raised his hand to touch the door, which, as always, opened on its own, and he walked through the office, taking off his cloak as he went, feeling the anxious gnawing in his stomach. When he entered the living room, immersed in the half-lights softly vibrating on the walls, the first thing he saw was the fixed and motionless look of the black eyes of Severus, who was sitting in an armchair and apparently waiting for him for some time. Harry had the distinct impression that as soon as he entered, the gaze became even more piercing, and the slight smile that appeared on the man's face unnerved him. Just like those amazing eyes that slid down his body, devouring his entire figure in an almost physical way. The smile on Severus' face grew wider and Harry almost completely forgot where his vocal cords had gone when he realized that the man was probably just... happy to see him.

"Uh..." he finally said. "Good evening, S-Severus."

"Good evening, Potter," the man replied calmly, and for a moment Harry felt as if he was going to have to search for his jaw on the floor.

Snape answered him. Well, that was... peculiar.

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[bericas]

001 + teen wolf!

Favorite character: scott my best friend scott!!

Least Favorite character: this is so tricky cause i love so much but also hate so much. i think i hate kate most for the obvious reasons but also cause she's dealt with in such a strange way in canon. like maybe this is a hot take, but i truly think it was so unnecessary to make her a literal pedophile? and also strange to never really address the fact that she was a literal pedophile outside of her kissing deaged derek? and even then they did not talk about that at all! it felt like very strange Drama to add and never give any weight

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): obv gotta give it up to my besties berica, but also scallison, stalia, draeden, and scira! can we tell i'm an s4 apologist

Character I find most attractive: HMMMMMM i think malia? this is hard because everyone is so beautiful but i think malia is the one i wanted to kiss most on the mouth when i was however old i was when s4 came out (can we tell i'm an s4 apologist)

Character I would marry: my heart says scott but my brain says i could not survive his lifestyle. he would be like ok babe i gotta go die again and i'd have a panic attack. he'd be like i'm going the store and i'd be like are you sure? are you sure it's the store? are you sure you're not going to go die again? and i truly believe sometimes he would actually be lying and going to go die again. but i don't know who else i would marry? i guess malia i just think she'd be the most bearable of the martyrs. i'd be like please don't die and she'd be like don't worry i'd kill before i got killed and i'd be like okay. well. i guess that's better. also she's cute and fun and strong i'd feel so safe on public transportation

Character I would be best friends with: MY GIRL KIRA

a random thought: scott should die less

An unpopular opinion: scott is the main character! (this being unpopular is embarrassing for the rest of you)

My Canon OTP: stalia!!!

My Non-canon OTP: this is hard bc i love to lie. i think it's gotta be sceo cause i just can't process any of that through a heterosexual lens. this is the one ship that it like makes no sense to me in a straight context

Most Badass Character: i truly deeply in my heart believe it's my best friend scott

Most Epic Villain: it's gotta be either tamora monroe or jennifer blake. the hero in their own stories villains r my fave villains

Pairing I am not a fan of: i hold so much hate in my heart for st*rek i will never forgive the existence of the sterek fandom as its own separate fandom wherein some people literally have not watched the show and have no context for their opinions and are still so loud about it. be wrong or be loud. pick a struggle

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): boyd<3 literally i don't think anyone was done as poorly as boyd. they fucked his whole 3a so bad and gave his death no meaning at all

Favourite Friendship: allydia i think

Character I most identify with: erica!! i saw her at 12 years old and said oh yeah she's me-coded she's just like me for real!! i think my view of her has gotten more balanced as i've gotten older obviously but she's still my girl

Character I wish I could be: literally not one of them. not a single one. i do not want to live in that town nor do i want to live any of their lives. if i had to pick though it'd be lydia just because she's the mom friend by the end and i too want to throw blankets on these people

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[ask-the-hellbound]

NOEL. what do you think about yuor dad (nicholas levine) dating two other greasy old man and theyre all horrible gay people

Wh.... What? What are you talking about?

My father is dead. He... He died years ago... He can't... He can't be alive, can he?

He... It's impossible...

But if what you're saying is true, and he somehow survived, then that means that after killing my mother and causing so much pain for everyone, he got into a relationship with other people, and is probably hurting them just as much; I can't believe it! How can he- how can he do that to people?!

Noel, you idiot, it's probably a hypothetical situation. I saw your dad die, it was absolutely hilarious. Calm down.

I can't believe he would do that! He would continue hurting people after so many lives were ruined because of him. I- I have to warn his partners before it's too late! But...

The idea of seeing my father again makes me sick. I.... I can't. If I see him again I don't know how I would react. Am I just as helpless here as I was 12 years ago?

( He's obviously not able to hear a word I'm saying. ) Noel, go lay down before you have a heart attack. [ She drags him off by the sleeves. ] I'll even grab one of those stupid story books you read all the time when you were younger, but I'm NOT reading it to you.

#aliceyabusamesoneball #whnoc #rouge (wh) #noel levine #poor baby

[cheesewelsom]

I don't give a flying fuck about plot so anyways. I want to give Alicent a whole ass gigantic ass dragon. Like this dragon could rival, wait let me-, okay sources ( mainly google ) say that Vhangar is the largest dragon. Well, fuck off with that one. I want this one to be GIGANTIC! long and big because well, why not? Extra scary points too.

So anyways, Alicent meet this tiny butt dragon when she was like.. 4? Thought it was a flying lizard( which it is ) and played with it. ( Four year olds have no fear )

So when she gets older and older, the lesser she meets the lizard. Then she names the flying lizard Kliptos, because she thinks it's cool.

Kliptos has green scales, some sharp teeth and bug wings, she didn't know how the lizard was able to fly properly with all those uneven proportions.

So when kliptos is gone when she was about... 12? She could hardly remember the lizard. Yes the lizard grew as she grew but largely thought it was the product of her imagination.

This imaginary thing gone on until she meet her first real dragon VIA Rhaenyra and she was shocked as hell. Kliptos looked just like a dragon..

She said nothing of it, because only Targaryens are the ones even allowed to have a dragon, and plus, she lost Kliptos years ago. She best move on from that little encounter.

Years pass by, her son lost his eye, he now has a gigantic battle dragon yadda yadda. She goes on a walk on one of the forests of Kings landing just to see.. a gigantic wall on the trees? She does get it but she walks closer until the wall moved. Her heart shook as sunlight poured in.

Scales. The shadows covered it when she was walking over but those things are unmistakable. Scales.

She was having a mild heart attack at this point because who the fuck left their dragon? Why isn't their dragon locked up? Why is there still no fucking policy about picking up stray dragons!? Alicent was about to run until the dragon meet her eye to eye..

Yellow, she saw those yellow eyes and she knew. Every interaction with Kliptos entered her head like an avalanche. But she wasn't four anymore, and she certainly has a fear of getting crushed by a gigantic serpent with wings.

But kliptos was just happy, so kliptos grabbed a stick and gave it to Alicent, Alicent who was confused as a mouse then realized that back in the day, she treated a dragon like any other house pet because her father did not allow her to get a dog.

.... What? Is she just going to throw the stick? That thing is so large it wouldn't even need to run where she was throwing it. Alicent is built like a twig, trying to throw it would be impossible.

"... I can't throw this. "

She thought she was about to get shish kabobed until she was pushed on to the ground, before she could scream, kliptos just lay's her head on her lap.. which was futile because the dragons head is so large that it couldn't even stay on there.

It took her 1 hour to get the courage to say she needed to go home. Another 1 to say that Kliptos couldn't follow her to red keep.. it took about 3 hours to make Kliptos understand that and Alicent promised she would go back.

Alicent RAN home. She RAN RAN, like girlie thought she was participating in the olympics or something. She wanted to tell everyone everyone about the tiny lizard turned Gigantic dragon is im their backyard.

But she couldn't, who would believe her? First of all, Kliptos is a gigantic dragon who just spawned there, and second of all, how was she going to explain how she's still alive and how she became friends with a mystic animal flame thrower and is still alive to tell the tale.

She tells no one, the next day she comes again.not wanting any war between humans and dragons because again, Kliptos was a huge, huge dragon. She brought some stuff, like fruits yadda yadda.

They just laid there, it was a very lazy day for both of them where they just relax. If there wasn't a flame on command winged lizard Alicent would actually think about falling asleep. But she values her life very much.

She's stiff for a few times, before she gets comfortable... Then she figures out she may need to wear linen pants for her next visit.

Her next visit came ( which was everyday, she just says she's taking a walk ), she wears the pants, which were humiliating because 1 she had to figure out which ones the front snd which ones the back. Second of all, she had to wear this puffy sleeved blouse with a an ivy green vest with floral printings all over it. ( courtesy of having a brother who would sneak in clothes in your luggage, she had his clothes for seven knows how long )

She wore it, it was the perfect fit and she left, once she saw Kliptos, she also brought it a picnic basket. They ate, she saw Kliptos eat a random deer which made her run for her life. It was wasn't for Kliptos' heavy wings just demolishing trees as she covers Alicent's tracks of running away.

Alicent just doesn't run away anymore, she now knows how easy it was to kill her. Those trees were large and sturdy, once giant wing just smooshed them like pancakes.

She just feed the dragon, relaxed with the dragon and smelled herself.

She now always, smells like dragon. Yay.

One day, she lays with Kliptos and asks.

"why don't you fly? Aren't you supposed to be a dragon? "

And klipsch gives her a look that said

' why don't you know your children's, interests aren't you their mother? '

Alicent turned silent and just looked away..

"and all that shit for their all dramatics, if you could meet them you would know that i mean. " Alicent complained about the Targaryens, it felt nice to talk tl someone who was scared shitless of them.

Kliptos just raises a brow.

" ofcourse you're not going to meet the Targaryens, or any of my family for that matter. They'd be sent to cardiac arrest if they found out someone can actually talk to dragons without being a meal. " Alicent said.

Kliptos just gruffed, opened her smouth a tinge of fire came out.

Alicent almost died, but kliptos reassured her quickly after hearing her heart beat spike up.

PT 1 OF ALICENT HAVING A DRAGON.

#house of the dragons #house of dragons #Alicent Hightower #alicent just panicking about having a dragon #i have her one because why not?

[michellemondares]

Memoir

Ma. Michelle Mae Mondares

12-Bookkeeping

April 14, 2006

I was born in April 14, 2006 and my mother named me Maria Michelle Mae Mondares.

When I was a month old, I got sick and my whole skin turns to red. My mother was just crying while holding me because she couldn’t afford to bring me in the hospital due to lack of money. When my grandfather and grandmother arrived at home they saw my mother crying while holding me, they ask what happened and my mother said that I am sick. They look at me with pity in their eyes and they rushed me to the hospital. The doctor said that, thankfully that I was rushed in hospital or else I would die that time because my body wont hold it. I was so thankful back then because through the years I am still alive and thats because god is good. Later on, at my age of 5 to 7 I really love to play sisira ang bulalak-bubukas ang bubulak it is commonly known in philippine as children play. I used to wear colorful dress when I was a kid and I really like to wear high heels because it makes me feel like an adult. I love playing outside of our house in mandaue city and I have a lot of friends in mandaue city, named deo, grace, maxine, love, jessa, and many more. My favorite food back then was fried chicken and I really love to dip it in the ketchup. One day when my grandmonther sell an ice candy I thought that it was for free because im just a kid back then, I called many kids around our neighborhood and gave it to them one by one. I was scolded and I cried because I was clueless and I just want to have many friends back then, but if I think of it right now its kinda funny. One day my father died due to heart attack and I cried so hard because I couldn’t afford to accept right away and in 2017 we moved to lapu-lapu city, I met new people and new friends. In 2018, I started online business on facebook. I sell clothes online and I have many customers and I earned a lot of money around 7,000pesos and I used that money for my school supplies and other personal stuff. In 2019 I graduated in junior high and in 2022 a typhoon occurred again and it hits very hard in Lapu- Lapu city. The typhone called “bagyong odette” that time I cried for mercy because the typhoon that we didnt expect that the typhoon will be so strong. All humanities in Lapu-Lapu city was affected and we lost electricity, some of people lost homes. Every night we used candles for light and a diy fan, I used to go out at night and just staring at the moon because if the night came the road is dark. We suffered at least 2-3months because of “Bagyong odette” we used to go in a lanueva or unitop to use their generator to charge our phones and flashlights. That time it is hard to use cellphones because there is no signal and there’s no electricity, so what I did I read books, paint and play with my sister and cousins. The typhoon occurred when christmas is coming, during christmas all people didnt celebrate I didnt see fireworks. I realized that in december 25, 2022, 98% of people was sad because they lost homes and cant eat properly. After 2-3 months, the electricity came back and we we’re so happy. We start to get back on our feet and start cleaning in our house and I helped my grandmother to clean our house. I learned many lessons when bagyong odette occured because if bagyong odette didn’t occurred we will always focus on our cellphone and we cannot notice what is in our environment, we will not learn how to have a quality time with our families. Bagyong odette thought me that having quality time with your family is the best part of our lives. Right now im currently studying in Asian Learning center, I joined a choir in the school called “glee club” and I practiced singing and playing piano but sadly I quit in the choir because of some reason. But through that I met my new bandmates but we dont have band name for now, I am happy with them and I enjoy every moment if were together. In 2024 I joined a singing contest in our school called “ALCI Global Idol”, I won 1st placer. Also I met a boy, he is so handsome and smarter than me. He asked me if its okay to court me and I said yes! I felt butterflies in my stomach that I haven't experienced in years. Right now Im living the best.

[free--therapy]

It's anon!

I'm sorry for bringing the same topics up again honestly but there's this incident I've been worrying about....

When I was 17, me and my friend were in high school together, we were in the same class. So around the end of the school year, we had a farewell arranged for us. But before the farewell, we used to have a practice session for about two weeks where we would practice the songs and dances that we would perform on the actual farewell day. So during these song practices, there was a band that would play the songs for us. One of the guys from the band who was on the drums actually piqued our interest for some reason. We thought he was really cool and talented and we both kind of admired him and were interested in him because we thought he was cool. But looking back now, that guy must've been 13 or 14 years old whereas me and my friend were 17.....

Now since I've recently been overthinking about this age thing and pedo related worries, I just suddenly remembered this and I've been having a lot of stress and anxiety about this honestly 😭

Of course, after searching it up, I don't think I really am interested in children especially since I know I usually get interested in people who are older than me. And when I really ask myself, "Have I ever been interested in children who are significantly younger than me?" The answer is mostly always a "no".

But my anxiety is like...."yeah but what about that incident then? You were attracted to that guy even though he must've been 13 or 14 while you were 17." And when worries like these pop up, I find my mind doubting myself.

Honestly, even for that guy, me and my friend thought he was attractive because he looked mature for his age and because he was good at playing instruments from what we saw. We never actually talked to him or anything, we just saw him from a distance during our practice sessions so I don't even know if he was mature.....he just seemed like that since he used to seriously play the instrument....

I also know I've never been attracted to any younger person just because they were young and not been attracted to anyone younger in the last few years (or even before that) at all. So back then, me and my friend were both minors ourselves and we were very immature too. We used to do very weird or random things (like calling a crush from the same class as us randomly but then immediately cutting off the call when they pick up....we did this once or twice which is weird and creepy I know but we didn't realise it back then) that people do in high school honestly.

I know anxiety tends to be like that where if we worry about a certain thing, our mind subconsciously starts looking for "evidence" from the past that might serve as "proof" and we start making assumptions and plans for the future "just in case" whatever we're worrying about happens in the future.

I know that because in the past three years, I've been convinced of a lot of things. In early 2021, I was convinced I had schizophrenia; around that same time, I was convinced I was developing some chronic pain condition and also convinced I was having heart attack or something lol

For all those worries, the pattern was the same. I would read too much about something online, get bothered and search it up and then start worrying about it. Then my mind would twist and turn my "normal" behaviour/feelings into something that seemed like a symptom of whatever I was worried about.

And this worry about being a pedo is the same tbh. When I try to tell myself "I know these are just thoughts and they're not real. I know I'm not anything of that sort." My mind goes, "So what about that incident then?"

And to make it worse, my mind even comes up with worse what ifs. Like "what if that guy wasn't 13 or 14 but even younger? What if he was 12 or 11?" Or when I remind myself that my friend was there too. My mind goes, "but what if maybe she wasn't interested like you? Maybe she was just playing along?" But the thing is even I wasn't serious or whatever.

Idk how to even explain this....it was just a temporary interest due to us finding him mature for his age from whatever we saw and mainly because we found him cool for being so good at instruments.

I still do know that I could ask myself certain questions that make it very clear like:

Have I ever been romantically or sexually attracted to actual children especially with a significantly large age gap or children under 10 or something?

Do I exclusively like children or at least, prefer children in that way compared to adults?

The answer to all those questions is a clear "no" and also, I know in my culture as an Asian, couples having larger age gaps (among people over 18 ofc) is very common since even my mom and dad have a 10 year gap.

So I know this overthinking is triggered after seeing so many posts about people calling others pedo on twitter every now and then.

It's like I know I'm fine but my mind is like "But then what about that incident?" So my anxiety keeps bringing up incidents or thoughts that might serve as evidence to whatever I'm worrying about 😭

Though I read online that this is an extremely common type of intrusive thought for people with anxiety who overthink. Many people do worry about this and have the same pattern. Like finding "evidence" from their past, avoiding any people or situations that could trigger, making connections among thoughts to prove their worries right, etc. I relate to these so it does give me comfort knowing that it might not be me after all. But then my mind is like, "Maybe these are for people who don't actually have any incidents in their past related to it but just those who worry. Whereas you actually have been interested once in that guy."

I also read that if someone really is a pedo, they do realise it by the age of 18 or 20 because they'll notice that their primary attraction is children and very rarely adults. Which I definitely know isn't me since for me, it's always people older than me that I usually get attracted to me. If not older than at least, people who are more mature or serious and/or level-headed than me.

Besides I also read that if you really were a pedo, you wouldn't be worrying about it and wondering if you were. It's similar to schizophrenia I guess. When I used to worry about having it, I read a post by a person who's mother had it. That person wrote that if you did have it, you wouldn't really be worrying about whether you have it or not because you'd know and you wouldn't even realise that you're hallucinating and stuff because all that would be real to you. Apparently, this pedo worry is the same.

In fact, even in the book I read about intrusive thoughts (suggested by therapist), it was noted that this is one of the common types of intrusive thoughts. But whenever I try to remind myself of that, I end up thinking "but maybe in the book, the advice is meant for people who haven't ever actually had such incidents but you're different" so I end up worrying. But I also know, anxiety and overthinking tends to make us feel like only our problem is different or worse than others who have a similar problem. So I try to remember that.

But idk....then what does that make me considering that incident I explained at the start? Is that normal? Is it not something to worry about?

Do you think I'm overthinking this again? I'm confused as to what I should tell myself.....

Hey Anon,

I still don't think this situation would be applicable. In this case you guys were interested in him because of his talent. P3dophilia generally has to do with sexualizing children, and even though he was younger than you, he still wasn't really a child. This would be the equivalent of saying someone you had a crush on in grade school would make you a p3do, when really it was a simple crush of a peer because as a teenager, you probably wouldn't feel attracted to a random 40 year-old guy. You weren't attracted to him because of his age, you were attracted to him because of his charm, regardless of whether or not you knew his age.

This sounds like a case of your mind trying to make connections where there isn't one. Don't get caught up on how people like to throw certain words around online because most of the time a lot of people wouldn't even be able to properly define a lot of the words they use, which I find is very common these days.

Like you said, if you really were a p3do, you wouldn't be worrying about it or feeling guilty for innocent instances of having crushes when you were younger. If you were say the age you are now and you were crushing over a 13 year-old kid, then that would be cause for concern.

#ask #answered #anon #overthinking

[blackdiamond2317]

Traitor Pt.2

WARNINGS: mentions of murder,kidnapping,torture,mentions of a seizure,mentions of death

A/N:I’m a horrible speller. This is my second time writing. This is proofread but if you see something that doesn’t make any sense pls let me I hope you like this story. Italics are inner thought,Bold is for spoken in Navi,”anything in quotation marks is being spoken”.(anything in parentheses is before something happen or context)

Summary: After the final battle you left to see what more did Pandora offer.Before you left you had no idea that Quaritch and his team would make their return.You kept your promise to Jake and Neytiri to come back for the birth of their baby boy Neteyam so you did,but some time later Grace’s Avatar was pregnant and you wanted to take care of the baby who you named Kiri after her birth you decided to stay until one day when the Sully’s had to leave the Omaticaya clan.

When you left the Omaticaya clan you made so many different discoveries found out that there were more dragons on Pandora that were far away from the sky people and Navi. It has been a year and you had a sense that it was time to return to the Omaticaya clan. After six days you returned you were greeted with cheers and many gifts but you turned the gifts down in a kindly manner. You then went to Jake and Neytiri she was heavily pregnant and was suspected to give birth in a couple of days. You stayed to bond with your nephew (Jake considers you as his sister) over the course of a few months you Jake and Neytiri found out that Grace’s avatar was pregnant you three didn’t know how this happen but when the baby girl was born you adopted her and named her Kiri. A few years later the Sully family became larger so you decided that you would stay. One day Lo’ak, Kiri,Spider and Tuk snuck out of the village thinking that no one would know that they snuck out but you saw them and thought you should follow them just in case something happened and thank Eywa you did because they stumbled upon were you killed Quaritch Jake told them that it was forbidden to go there but their curiosity got the best of them. You snuck up behind them scaring Tuk you apologized for your actions then you became to scold them for their actions you noticed something in the mud you told the children to stay where they are and you walked closer to see what it was you eventually got pretty far away from Lo‘ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk . It was foot prints to big to be human but large enough to be Navi but it wasn’t it was Avatar’s but the prints had boots you thought oh shit I have to get back to Lo’ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk you then heard a scream it sounded like Tuk’s you quickly got up and started to sprint to where you told the kids to stay but they were gone. You looked around for a bit then once you behind a tree you saw 12 Avatars holding the kids you let out a signal to let them know that you were there. The kids looked around still being restrained to look where you were hiding the Recoms didn’t think to much of it but once you made a weapon out of plant and started to kill of some of them they quickly realized that someone or something was after them once you killed Walker with a spear made out of plants straight into her heart Quaritch realized who was attacking he shouted “ is that you y/n” you were shocked when you realized that it was Quaritch he then yelled out “it seems like you got yourself some kids. Are they yours and Sully’s?” It took you by surprise that he of all people would ask this question but you yelled “Quaritch I won’t hesitate to kill you again!” What you didn’t realize is that Quaritch instructed one of his soldiers to find you and kill you but what they didn’t know is (before all of this you radioed Jake and Neytiri who was with Neteyam and told them the situation they asked what was your location and you told them that you by the old pod and you told them that Lo’ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk was with you when Neytiri heard this she was scared for her children. Jake then told you to get the kids and get out of there but you then heard Tuk screaming you told them that something or someone had the kids so you told them to help you if anything happened.)Neteyam then shot the soldier trying to kill you one second later a big boom was heard sending you and Neteyam back luckily the kids managed to escape the soldiers holding them hostage but Spider was on the ground under a tree knocked out you went to go get him but you were surrounded by Quaritch and his team who had guns pointed at your head you had no choice but to surrender.

      Jake,Neytiri,Neteyam,Kiri,Lo’ak and Tuk were gone so you had no one to help you. One solider punched you in the back of the head knocking you out before a helicopter came and got them they went to where the old pod was and they saw Quaritch’s AMP suit to get the footage of what happened to him they saw you in front of him when you said “you will pay for what you did to Grace!” they then saw you manipulating the plants around to create a spear and pierce him in his heart then they saw you standing above Colonels dead body slicing his head off this made some of the soldiers look away and some puking. Then it was a bright light shining above them indicating that it was the helicopter picking them up bringing them back to base where you and Spider were being held captive. 

When you woke up you felt a sharp pain in your head and your back you then looked at your back seeing that your wings were cut off you felt hot tears coming down your face and started to cry eventually it lead to silent screams then high pitched blood curdling screams you felt your powers rush through you sending whatever or whoever back it alarmed everyone in the building that you were awake you thought they cut off my wings! Why? Why? Why would they do that? I’ll have their heads or maybe burn them ( your wings were stored in the SeaDragon) when you heard the door open you saw the Recoms coming inside you instantly became hostile and you started to mutter “son of a bitch what do they want now” then you heard a voice that belonged to Spider reply to what you just said you were surprised that he heard you speak he began to speak to were that recons heard what he was saying but they didn’t know what he said. Spider said that “they want you to tell them where Jake is”you scoffed and told him that “they not getting anything out of me” Quaritch then interrupted say that “you two gonna speak in English or what” you laughed then looked him dead in his eyes saying “we will speak in English alright” smiling at him. Quaritch then looked at you wondering what are you up to y/n and then General Ardmore came in the Recoms saluted her then she began to speak “where is Jake Sully” you kept quiet she then commanded two Recoms to take you somewhere else that somewhere else was where Spider was tortured and they were going to do the exact same thing to you. 

They strapped you down and a machine came down from the ceiling and started spinning around your head Ardmore then asked again “where is Jake Sully just one little memory will tell us where he is” when you heard this you began to keep your mind blank but you knew you couldn’t so you decided to replay you killing Quaritch and your reaction to Grace dying the torturing kept going for three hours but once you noticed that blood was coming out your nose you began to shake violently your eyes slowly rolling to the back of your head one of the scientists said “she’s seizing!” than it was another that said “she flat lining!” Quaritch was in the room at the time so he rush towards you pushing everything and everyone out the way to give you CPR once your heart started to beat again you still didn’t wake up so you were taken back to the room you were originally in you woke you four hours later you then thought my head hurts you then saw Spider and thought spider he looks cold I guess I’ll go over to him Spider was tired so when you left he slowly drifted off to sleep after he promised himself that he wouldn’t until you got back. Thirty minutes later Quaritch walked in the room waking you and Spider up you were pissed at the fact that you were woken up Quaritch then said ”let’s go” you gave him a confused look saying “go where” he then said “you and that kid are coming with us I convinced Ardmore to let you two come with” you were still confused along with Spider but you had no other choice but before you and spider could walk out General Ardmore came in and said “before you go I need to do something” she then gave Quaritch a collar that could go around your neck to shock if you tried anything and a breathing mask with a tracker in it for Spider you became furious almost attacking Ardmore but you had to hold back. Twenty minutes later you Spider Quaritch and his team where in a chopper going towards that forest they then landed and Quaritch started to say “we need to ride like Navi,think like Navi,speak like Navi” he tried to speak Navi but it wasn’t very good which made you and Spider chuckle Quaritch shot a glance at you and Spider you looked him dead in the eye then looked away. 

A couple of hours later you Spider and the Recoms went to find them a Ikran but what they didn’t know was that your dragon had been resting there and was extremely surprised when they saw the beast the were about to shoot it but you stop them telling them that “it’s my dragon do not shoot!” your dragon had woken up to you shouting once it saw you it didn’t recognize you for a second because you didn’t have your wings but it recognized you scent so it happily leaned forward so you could pet it and you did the Recoms were astonished to see this sight. Your dragon had noticed the recoms and scowled at them you said to your dragon quietly “calm down we can’t burn them yet” you then turned to the recoms who were looking at you so you said “well what are you waiting for find you a ride” Quaritch suggested that he go first and Lyle pulled out a tranquilizing guns and darts to get a Ikran the easy way when you and Spider saw this you scoffed and he laughed the recoms looked at you guys and Quaritch asked “what are you two laughing about” Spider then said “Navi kids younger than me with their bare hands!” Quaritch then asked “did Sully do it the same way?” you then said “what do you think” Quaritch reluctantly decided to do it the hard way. After he chosen the Ikran he wanted he started to move towards it but it wasn’t happy it hissed at Quaritch and he hissed back and punched it the Ikran then rushed towards him and Quaritch then had his arm wrapped around it’s neck the Ikran went towards the edge leaping off you prayed to Eywa Eywa I beg of you please let him die you thought your prayer had been answered because Quaritch didn’t come back up but a few seconds later you heard wings flapping behind you. You looked behind you seeing the Quaritch had indeed survived and was riding and Ikran you were annoyed by this and you then began to walk towards your dragon he asked “what do you think you doing” you said “oh so nobody needs to teach you how to fly ok” you shrugged your shoulders then Quaritch said “alright I do and you don’t have to be sarcastic?” you looked at him up and down then rolled your eyes you bonded with you dragon then climbed on it once you got on it let out a roar towards the recoms you patted its neck letting it know that it was time for a ride before your dragon flapped Quaritch asked “how are you gonna teach me if you have a different species?” you scoffed and said “it more similar than you think” you dragon started to fly you began to smile.

Once you were in the air you began to teach Quaritch how to fly and after a few hours later he got the hang of flying.

Quaritch then had him and Spider on his Ikran which he had named Cupcake, Spider was teaching him how to speak Na’vi he wasn’t getting the hang of it and you snickered at this you didn’t get caught laughing at Quaritch.

You and the recoms had to head back to base because Ardmore needed to speak with Quaritch.  

Once you landed your dragon roared so loudl that everyone on base thought there were being attack but once they saw Quaritch land right beside you they calmed down a little bit everyone on base were shocked they didn’t know that Pandora had dragons. 

You then told your dragon to find something to eat then come back because you had a feeling that you will need it again. You then got off of your dragon and it flew off to find food it came back after like you instructed for it to do but it had a small animal for you to eat (since you are bonded to your dragon it knows when you’re hungry). You were inside the room where you were being held in and you felt yourself getting hungry you couldn’t tell anybody because you didn’t trust them and the food they gave you before didn’t taste good you got used to eating what Pandora gave you and you didn’t want to eat anything else other than that. While Quaritch was talking with Ardmore she said “we saw on our tracker that a rouge strike ship going out of the forest to the coastal lines” Quaritch thought it must be Sully Ardmore had said the exact same thing to Quaritch. Once Quaritch was done speaking to General Ardmore he told you and Spider “We will leave in twenty minutes. We have a lead on Sully” you were scared and worried for Jake but you kept a stern face. It had already been months that you and Spider were being held captive and the RDA. (Before the helicopter came Jake and his family were reuniting and Kiri said “where y/n?” they all looked around but Neytiri looked down saying “she went to save Spider but she never came back” Kiri looked as if she was going to cry. Once they got back to the Village Jake and Neytiri decided that it’s time for their family to find a new home. Jake stepped down as Taruk Macto making Tsu’tey the Olo'eyktan after that they decided to go to the Metkayina Clan for Uturu and they were accepted into the clan during their time there they adapted to the Metkayina Clan’s ways until one day Kiri connect with Tree of Souls she started to seize and Max and Norm tried to help her but they couldn’t so it was up to Ronal the Tsahìk she healed Kiri but Max and Norm found somethin they said “If Kiri connects with the Tree of Souls again it may possibly kill her” when Jake heard this he was heartbroken he knew that Kiri could never connect with the Tree of Souls again.) Once twenty minutes had passed you,Spider and the Recoms had headed back outside that you saw your dragon had something in its mouth so you asked it to drop it. It was the small creature that it had killed for you then you looked at the animal your dragon killed and it looked like it had some meat on its bones so you said calmly “Dracarys” your dragon then open its mouth to breathe out fire (when Quaritch saw this he had a flashback and was terrified but it didn’t show) cooking the animal it killed you than tore some of the meat off the animal’s body raising it towards your mouth then you ate the chuck of meat the recoms who were beside you saw this and thought it was disgusting. When you full it was still some meat left so you decided to let your dragon have “you can have the rest” your dragon than picked up the animal and ate it you then start pet it and you climb on the dragon your bonding while this. 

The recoms got on their Ikrans after two days they arrived to the rendezvous point where a ship called SeaDragon you thought “it’s a small ship but it’ll do for now” your dragon landed on the SeaDragon when your dragon landed and it shook the ship. Once you were off of your dragon you realized something but you couldn’t put your finger on it yet once your dragon roared it didn’t roar at the sky people it roared towards the ocean then you finally realized you quickly bonded with and got back on you hurriedly told your dragon to “FLY!” Once you were in the air you felt a shock in your neck but you didn’t car but then an huge dragon erupted from the sea.

Taking flight and started to fly after you and your dragon you urged your dragon to fly higher into the sky to have the cover of the clouds once you were hidden you instructed your dragon to shot fire at the other dragon this went on for thirty minutes then you stood up Spider was wondering what is she doing! you then dove down towards the sea dragon before you did that you aimed to land on its back once you were on its back you pulled your queue over your shoulder and bonded with it it roar while it’s pupils dilated then you said “MAWEY!” the dragon then calmed down and landed back in the sea keeping its head and back above the water you than whistled for your dragon to come back down with Spider. The crew were shocked at your actions but once you got on board you still felt being shocked as soon as you stepped foot on the ship you came crashing down a thud was heard Spider was the first one to get to you then it was Quaritch and his team they examined you they looked at you then they noticed your neck was almost a blood red and you had blood coming out your nose while they examined you they transferred you to a room. When you woke up you held your head and you tried to sit up but you couldn’t you then felt air brushing against neck you haven’t felt that in months so you touched your neck and you were surprised that they took off your collar you stayed in the bed you were in for a few more hours you then heard the door open you saw Quaritch you then let out a loud groan why is he here? I just wanted to sit here and do nothing but no (after you were put in your room Quaritch Spider and his team went to question the natives to ask where is Jake Sully the natives generally didn’t know Quaritch was furious so he told one of his soldiers to shot an ilu some if the natives were angry and some were upset Quaritch and his team began to burn their village Spider was with them and begged Quaritch not to do this but Quaritch didn’t listen. After this happened Tonowari got word of this he told Jake and Neytiri what had happened and he also told Jake that a human boy who spoke Navi Jake and Neytiri knew it was Spider Jake asked “did anybody get hurt” Tonowari replied with “not yet”) Spider then walked into the room explaining what happened you slowly leaned up and then said “say that again please” Spider repeated what he said trembling with fear you stood up from your bed and you began to yell at Quaritch for his actions “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU DID YOU BASICALLY STARTED A WAR AGAIN!” you tried to calm down but you couldn’t help but to feel angry and disgusted Quaritch than began to speak “we needed to draw sully out and that didn’t work but Scoresby says he has another way and you’re coming with us” you scoffed and said “like hell I am” Quaritch then looked at you with a stern face you realized that there was no way out of this so you lowered your head “fine I’ll go” Quaritch was pleased to see your attitude change he walked out of the door you and Spider followed him to meet Scoresby at the moon pool you Spider and Quaritch walked on the boat with Scoresby to hunt an animal called Tulkun you had a bad feeling once you heard this. Once Scoresby and his team located a pod of Tulkun they killed one that had a calf you had tears in your eyes but you couldn’t cry not in front of them. 

Tonowari,Ronal,Jake,Neytiri and the rest of the Metkayina clan discovered the hunting of their brothers and sisters once they found where the sky people killed the Tulkun named Roa who was Ronal’s spirit sister Jake noticed something beeping it was a tracker made by the RDA he then realizes that it was just the beginning once they returned they told everyone in the village that Ronal’s spirit sister had been murdered by the sky the clan got angry Jake tried to talk some sense into them it eventually worked he convinced them to tell their Tulkun to leave and go far away from the sky people a few seconds Lo’ak who heard everything went to find Payakan his spirit  brother Neteyam saw this and went to try to convince his brother to stay put but Lo’ak didn’t listen his dove into the water he then went to find his brother on his ilu. Before Lo’ak could make it to three brothers rocks Neteyam,Kiri,Tsireya,Ao’nung and Tuk followed him Lo’ak noticed the tracker and asked them to help him get it out. While they were doing that the SeaDragon was approaching them Neteysm told Lo’ak to inform their dad what was happening.

Quaritch was looking through the binoculars seeing the Sully kids you and Spider were standing next to him before home told you and Spider to get inside the ship once you got in the ship you spoke to Spider “Spider go see if you can find my wings if you do let me know and be careful!” Spider than walked off as if he was heading towards that bathroom but started to look around the ship to find your wings he eventually found them but before he could free them.

There was an alarm to let everyone know on the ship that a fire was on the ship.

Before this happened Quaritch had captured Lo’ak Tsireya and Tuk Jake Neytiri and the Metkayina warriors had gathered in front of the ship where their children were being held.

  Your dragon was perched on the top of it Jake and Neytiri then knew that you were aboard the ship as well.

The Metkayina had never seen a dragon Jake knew that this was going to be a tuff one trying to get his kids back you then saw Quaritch pull the communication device that Lo’ak had on his neck and his earphone speaking to Jake “Sully I have your kids and y/n if you want them back you turn yourself in and you know better to test me result” he then pointed a gun at Lo’ak’s head.

You opened the door the crew inside the ship tried to stop you but it was no use you than began yelling “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU DONT NEED TO POINT A GUN AT A CHILD!” Quaritch looked at you pushing you away you stumbled back a little  you looked at him then you looked at your dragon then you looked back at him then you back at your dragon it’s looking right at Quaritch you began to say “back away from my niece and nephew or I’ll burn everything ” Quaritch didn’t back away from them so you sighed saying “Dracarys” quietly but loud enough for you dragon to hear.

Your dragon open its mouth spewing flames on the deck of the ship which then signaled Jake to attack you pulled out a knife from a secret pocked in your skirt you than hissed at Quaritch then you lunged at him attempting to attack him while you were doing that Neteyam had came aboard the ship freeing his siblings and Tsireya. Lo’ak told Neteyam that Spider was inside the ship and that they should go free him Neteyam hesitated but then went inside the ship to free Spider. They eventually found him he was in a room trying to free you wings Lo’ak and Neteyam saw this and started to help him after a couple a minutes they freed your wings your wings started to flapped then took off flying to find you. Your wings had found but you didn’t notice as you were still fighting with Quaritch one they connected with the studs that was left when the RDA cut them off you grasped there was a bright glow getting everyone’s attention you flew up into the sky showing off your wings the water began to create ripples and bubbles the sky people knew what it meant however everyone else didn’t.

A dragon had erupted from the sea flying towards you your other dragon began to fly towards you as well the two dragons had roared the began to spew flames over everyone except the Metkayina clan Jake and Neytiri you flew back down landing on the ship pushing everyone down you then went inside to look for Spider and you nephews you found them thankfully they had minor scratches you hugged them wrapped your wings around them.

You lead them out to where the moon pool was you told them to jump Lo’ak and Spider were the first two to go then it was you and Neteyam you told him to go first and he did you than dived but when you thought no one was around Lyle saw you he took out his gun shooting it the bullet pierced your chest once you hit the water you could barely swim back up but luckily for you Neteyam Lo’ak and Spider help you on to an ilu carrying you towards any near by land they found an island of rock not to for from where the ship was Neteyam told his parents what happened once they then arrived you were breathing heavily Jake told Neyetem to put pressure on your wound but you had a low chance of survival you said “Jake I want to see Kiri I-I want to go back to the forest” you had tears coming down from your eyes they all looked around to find Kiri and Tuk but they were nowhere to be found Jake asked “where are they?!” Lo’ak nor Neteyam nor Spider knew where the girls were but Tsireya did she said “they’re on the ship” you spoke again weakly “Jake… brother” you let your final breathe closing your eyes while tears were still rolling down your cheeks before turning to ash.

Silence flew but after a few seconds Neytiri broke the silence saying your name quietly then her voice grew louder she was begging Eywa to bring you back her tears fell on you ashes Jake tried to calm her down but nothing worked Jake heard Quaritch’s voice “hear me now corporal now I have your daughters same deal as before you for them” Jake had emotionless eyes now that you were gone he had to get Kiri back Jake told Neytiri this he told her “I need you to have a strong heart they our daughters and we are going to get them back for y/n” Neytiri grabbed her fathers bow and walked towards her Ikran but your dragons had appeared wanting her to take one of them and other Jake will take. Jake headed to the Sea dragon and Neytiri had chosen the other they headed towards the ships once the were close enough Jake set off a grenade him and Neytiri started to attack.

Once they found Tuk they wondered where is Kiri?! Quaritch came around from the corner holding Kiri’s neck in his arm with a knife against her throat Jake and Neytiri were stunned Quaritch said “ I’m not giving her back until you turn yourself in Jake” Jake thought I can’t risk losing someone else “ Fine but release her first!” Quaritch snickered “you don’t give commands here corporal I do so put the cuffs on then I’ll release her” Jake put on the cuffs and Quaritch let go of Kiri throwing her down to the ground before Quaritch could walk over to Jake you appeared out of thin air coming behind him slitting his throat he then dropped to the ground you looked up and said “Oh that felt good” (When Jake set off the grenade your ashes began to swirl around and glow your ashes began to form a figure that was you. Then you stood right there in front of people you thought you were dead you asked “where is Jake and Neytiri?” “they went to rescue Tuk and Kiri” Lo’ak replied to your question once you had heard Kiri’s name it made your blood boil promised yourself that once you found Quaritch you were going to kill him) Jake and Neytiri were shocked they thought you were dead but you are standing in front of them and you killed Quaritch. You then said “come you need to go I have something I want to do first” you then let out a high pitched whistle to call your sea dragon to have it take Jake Neytiri Kiri and Tuk to the Metkayina village where everyone else was at you than bonded with your dragon petting it you got on and said “Dracarys” your dragon began to spew flames burning what was left of the ship but before doing this you saw Quaritch’s body and you decided to do what you sought never to do help him you told your dragon to grab his body and keep Quaritch with it once you were done burning everything you headed to the Metkayina village. Once you arrived you hid your dragon in the forest behind and far away from the village as possible as you arrived Tonowari and Ronal approached you thanking you for what you did you told “it’s nothing really.” You then saw Kiri you excused yourself to Tonowari and Ronal you walked past them so that Kiri can see you.

She ran up to you and you hugged her wrapping your wings around her you looked at her and said “you’ve grown so much” you were teary eyed and she laughed saying.

”mom it only been like what eight months” “I know but you look like you’ve grown so much.” You replied then you whispered in her ear “So do you like anyone yet” she blushed “Mom!” you couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction “but no seriously do you” she started to avoid eye contact your eyes widened “you do! who is the lucky guy or girl?!” you whispered she whispered back saying “it’s a guy his name is Roxto” you then shouted to Jake “Jake you know a boy named Roxto? Unfortunately more than Jake heard you and they turned around to look towards you. You saw this and look they dead in their eyes and said “Do you know who Roxto is?” The point in the direction of the young boy who heard everything. You walked in that direction to see the young boy, once you reached him you stared at him. “Roxto is it” you spoke he looked at you as if you were his mother or father who was upset at him. Roxto responded back with a quiet “yes” you smiled at him “do you love my daughter?” The young boy replied with an “I do” you smiled then you hugged him “if you hurt her I’ll hurt you” you quietly whispered so that he only hears.

You turned back around and went back to Kiri smiling she looked at you suspiciously and said “What did you do” you looked at her offended “I did nothing what makes you think like that and about your own mother too” you exhaled dramatically. Kiri looked at you “Fine… I might’ve told him if he hurts you I hurt him” “MOM” she yelled “What… I just had to make sure that NO one hurts you that’s all” you shrugged your shoulders at the end of your sentence . She looked at you and began to laugh you laughed with her and started to walk towards the Sully’s marui. You sighed thanking Ewya that it was all over.

[truckreincarnation]

The Waters Turn From Blue to Red | Harriet | Trial 3.5 | Re: What Happened

Avery asked it first. The question she knew was coming, the one she knew she’d have to answer. “What happened?” Manami echoed it. Harriet opened her mouth to respond, but then… everything fell apart. Bian, babbling and sobbing incoherently. Frank, begging her to take it back. Luz, glaring at her. Nao and Germain, silent and suffering in their own ways. Yuliya, telling her to expect a letter, despite everything. And Shinjuku…

She’d told him about her past. How at 12 years old she lost control of her emotions and attacked a student at school. How she was swiftly labeled a freak and a monster and lost all of her friends. How, for years afterwards, she would be struck with these impulses to hurt the people around her, physically or emotionally. How, in this world of endless cruelty and violence, those urges were stronger than ever. How fighting monsters and Bound to the death excited her– and how horrified she was of what would happen if she gave in to those urges.

He made a promise to her. That he would protect her from herself. That he’d make sure she would never have to kill again. He’d kept that promise, when they went to the mountains and confronted Tiger. And she cried and hugged him and thanked him for keeping her safe. She felt so much relief in that moment, and she truly believed that her fears would remain unfounded.

But in the end, it was just another lie she’d told herself to hide from the truth. Harriet knows what she is. Now everyone knows, too.

There’s movement in her periphery, and Harriet glances to her left. Vee. They offer their hand to her, like they’ve done many times before. Without hesitation she grabs their hand in her own and squeezes tightly. She doesn’t want to let go. She can’t let go.

But she lets go. She lifts her head to look at her friends. And, with tears streaming down her face, she begins to answer the question.

“This morning, we all saw a memory. My memory. And after it was over, I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, about… about Joules. And I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted the memories to stop. I don’t want to see anyone’s siblings die, I don’t want to live through a friend’s dying moments, I don’t want to… I don’t want to be reminded of someone I’ll never get back.”

“...When Frank’s memory hit, I couldn’t believe what I’d just seen. The way he’d acted. It- it wasn’t entirely his fault, I know that, but at the moment I was just… disgusted with him. I tried to put it out of my mind, but when I went to the third floor and heard him playing his guitar, so… I asked him what happened to his other kid. He told me he didn’t know, that he never saw them again. He yelled at me to leave him alone. So I left and went to the storage room. I was mad at him. I was mad at everything, and I was hurting so much, and I wanted the visions to stop, and I knew how to make them stop, so I…”

Her voice hitches. She doesn't want to say anymore. Just thinking about it makes her want to scream. [Self Harm CW] It makes her want to bang her head against the desk. It makes her want to bite her tongue until it bleeds. It makes her want to tug on her ears hard enough to rip them off. She deserves all of that and worse, for what she did. [CW End] But she owes everyone the truth. She has to keep going. Taking several shaky breaths, she continues.

“...I grabbed a lance. It was broken but I didn’t notice, or… maybe I didn’t care. Then I went back to where Frank was sitting, and… I took out all my anger on him. I don’t remember everything that happened. The bench… I must’ve broken it. And I don’t think he tried to hit me back… or if he did, he missed every time. But I do remember he tried to get me to stop. He told me that Joules wouldn’t want to see me like this. And I remember being so, so mad at him for saying that, for bringing them up. And I remember thinking that… if I threw him down the stairs into the secret room, nobody would find his body. So when I had the chance, I opened the staircase.”

Harriet squeezes her upper arms tight, her fingers pressing hard into the fabric of her sleeves. Briefly she glances at Frank, but she can barely make him out through the tears. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. Not that it would do any good. There wasn’t anything she could say or do that could make up for what she’d done to him. And there wasn’t anything she could say or do that could make up for what she did next.

“But… I  didn’t… I didn’t know Meili was going to be there. I didn’t see him come in, I don’t remember if he said anything… he must have, right? He had to have tried to make me stop. But I couldn’t hear him, I was too angry, and I’m strong, too strong, so when I grabbed Frank to throw him down the stairs… I struck Meili with him, in the chest. And they both fell.”

“…That’s when I realized what I had been doing. What I had done. It was like I’d woken up from a nightmare, only to find out that everything that happened in the nightmare was real. I went down the stairs to see if they’d survived the fall, somehow, but… when I saw them lying there, I thought they were both dead. Then I heard footsteps coming. I hid. And then I saw Shin. I remembered the bond with Frank he’d told me about. And I knew, if he found out that I had done this, then…”

She had lied to protect herself, there was no denying that, but she had also lied to protect others from the truth. She'd lied to protect Shinjuku from seeing how badly she'd failed him. But in the end, she couldn't keep lying. Not when it meant that she'd have to watch another friend die because of her. Whimpering, she slowly lifts her head and looks towards Shin, her tearful eyes filled with regret and pain.

“I’m- I’m sorry I couldn’t keep our promise. I’m sorry that I couldn’t stop myself. I don’t want you to think you did anything wrong, you tried really hard for me, but I just… I’m not… I’m not a good person…”

Gasping for breath, Harriet’s gaze shifts to the right. Past Frank, Avery, and Theophania, to the empty seat where Meili once sat. Where he’d never sit again, because of her. She bites her lip, wishing that she could take it back, like Frank had begged her. She wants to see them smile again, wants to hear them sing and feel the gentle warmth of the sun radiating off of them. She wants more than anything for him to come back and still mostly be himself, the way Perry had.

But what are the chances she would want anything to do with her murderer?

“Meili— Meili’s my friend. When we all got here he was the first person to call me “friend.” I never forgot that. They always had such nice things to say about my art, always supported me, and I tried my best to be a good friend to them too. We got along so well, and she trusted me, a-and… I betrayed her, I k-killed her, I…”

Harriet knows what she is. Now everyone knows, too.

“I’m a monster…!”

#Harriet #ch3 #trial3 #submission

[zucchini888]

1. First thing you wash in the shower? - My face.

2. Are you more of a coffee or alcohol drinker? -

Neither, I'm a diet soda addict.

3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? - Yes over and over if he'd let me.

4. Do you plan outfits? - When I go to yoga class.

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? - I feel bored and stir-crazy. I have been worrying about my future and I think the incense has a tendency to aggravate my eye allergies.

6. Whats the closest thing to you thats red? - My left eye or the back of my phone.

7. What would you do if you opened your door and saw a dead body? - Throw up because I'd smell it before I saw it.

8. Tell me about the last dream you remember having? - I was being sensitized to a dude and well it was a strange incubus dream.

9. Three of your current feelings? - Bored, irritated and worried.

10. What are you craving right now? - To have my car back.

11. Turn ons? - Skinny guys with big dicks.

12. Turn offs? - Slobs, cheaters and polygamists.

13. What comes to mind when I say cabbage? - Uncle Charlie farting.

14. When was the last time you cried? Why? - 2 weeks ago when I called my mom because I haven't seen her in 2 years and she thinks it would be breaking the bank when if her sister really loved her she'd help out with the animals in my mother's absence.

15. If you could be a superhero, who would you want to be? - Mystique from X-Men because then I'd have invisibility powers and I could change my appearance or I could emulate Angel and fly.

16. Did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize? - Somewhat, but he didn't realize the damage he did.

17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? - Both. It depends on the flavor.

18. Favorite movie ever? - I always liked Beetlejuice.

19. Do you like yourself? - No. I'm mad at myself for overeating today.

20. Have you ever met a celebrity? - Politicians.

21. Could you handle being in the military? - At one point fresh out of high school I could have.

22. What are you listening to right now? - Super Freaky Girl by Nicki Minaj

23. How many countries have you visited? - Just the States and Puerto Rico.

24. Are your parents strict? - In my youth hell yes! I still don't know how my mom isn't freaking out on me.

25. Would you go sky diving? - At Disney with a simulator.

26. Would you go out to eat with a stranger? - If somebody else they knew well said it was safe.

27. Whats on your mind right now? - What my gameplan for college will be.

28. Is there anything you want to say to someone? - I'd ask a certain somebody for closure and to explain what the hell went on.

29. Have you ever been in a castle? - A Disney one and a seaside one in Puerto Rico. I don't think a Playschool one counts either.

30. Do you rent movies often? - Nope I stream them for free to save money.

31. Whats your zodiac sign? - Aries.

32. When was the last time you had sex? - None ya' business.

33. Name five facts about yourself. - 1) I love the art of dance 2) I love karaoke 3) I love animals 4) I want to get a new used Mustang 5) I'm in the process of comitting to an old fitness routine and therefore starting a new fitness challenge

34. Ever had a near death experience? If so, what happened? - I thought I had a heart attack and the dude behind me prevented a major accident that would have crushed my car

35. Do you believe in karma or predestiny? - Not whatsoever. I think shitty things happen to good people regardless of how kind they are.

36. Brown or white eggs? - Blue layers or brown

37. Do you own something from Hot Topic? - I no longer have any of those band tees.

38. Ever been on a train? - Yes. The last time I took one was in 2012 between Charlotte and Raleigh.

39. Ever been in love? - Yes, but I don't know how the person felt about me.

40. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you do it? - I'd have them chain me to the floor are you fucking kidding me!?

41. If you could trade places with any person living or dead, who would you trade places with? - Probably a singer/dancer/performer.

42. If you could shorten your life expectancy by 10 years to become more attractive, would you do it? - I might consider it. Who the fuck wants to live to 80?

43. Whom do you admire and why? - My mother because she said she's proud to have me as her daughter and I wouldn't want anybody else as a mom either.

44. What was your favorite bedtime story as a child? - Jack and the beanstalk.

45. You’re walking down the street, you come across a burning building. A woman says her baby is trapped inside, what would you do? - Contact the firestation while trying to help.

46. If you could choose the future profession of your son or daughter, would you? - I don't think I'll have children.

47. What was your best experience on drugs or alcohol? - I spent time with the love of my life on alcohol and I didn't need it to feel high.

48. What was your worst experience on drugs or alcohol? - I drank 8 shots of aged gin and puked in a toilet. Never again.

50. As your walking down the street you find a suitcase full of money sitting next to a parked car, would you take it? - I'd see if anybody were missing it and if not I'd go help the kids at the Carousel Center.

51. If you found that a close friend has AIDS, would you still hang out with them? - Yes. It's treatable and supposedly somebody in Germany figured out a cure.

52. In front of you are 10 pistols, 5 of which are loaded. If you survive you’d receive 100 million dollars. Would you be willing to place 1 to your head and pull the trigger? - Nah. With my luck the first five I'd consider pulling would all be loaded.

53. How old were you when you lost your virginity? - None ya' business.

54. Do you believe in ghosts, werewolves or vampires? - Not at all, just emotional vampires.

55. If you could live forever, would you want to? - Yes if I had eternal youth.

56. Which fictional movie character most resembles who you are? - I have no idea. I look like a Navi but I can't relate to any Stephen King or Harry Potter universe characters.

57. If you could go back in time, which time period would you visit? - Prehistoric, but I'd want a water purifier, advanced weaponry and my own secure bio-dome to live in.

58. If they were to televise a live execution, would you watch it? - Yes.

59. If you could be the president of the USA, would you be willing to do it? - Nope. I don't care for politics.

60. If you could choose the sex of your unborn child, would you want to? - I don't think I'll have any.

61. Would you rather live longer or be wealthy? - I think I'd choose to be wealthy and live to age 60 because think about it, wealthy people don't work and then I wouldn't have to wait until my golden years to finally afford a drop-top sports car.

#TimeWaster

[the-firebird69]

There's a few things going on they're having Denzel Washington go after his own devices and his own plot and they're sticking in it to have him say stuff and do stuff and having the retards do it too. Mike has a point that one attack by the foreigners was massive and it will happen shortly and Mac of course we monitoring and that's his plan and it is wicked it doesn't involve tons of people but we have a counter for it but it's a massive distraction and he thinks it'll start soon and it's not really going to be as soon as he thinks what is annoying the whole time and her son is saying I'm a 17 year old giant most of the time I'm a third of my size my growth has been stunted you're dealing with a child and who gives a f*** about your stupid looking retard at knife him he'd be dead gone I point him out and people beat him up I tell them what you're doing and go after you and he goes after you because he knows what you're doing you're handing them poop and you're treating them like poop he's got a wicked plan and he knows it and he kind of thinks it's horrible and you guys are getting real small and stuff but really he's young and he rambles on and you go off in this trail instead of blabbing cuz your part retard Mac and you don't have it he's just trying to say he wants to be if you can I didn't start thinking you probably can't and your max can't as a matter of fact they can't or they're dead they back off now they're not going to make it and they have to run this plan and he's going to get screwed and that guy's going to get screwed he says I grew up with you guys and we're rebels even if he's separate then I don't want to do I have to watch out for myself like you guys are saying and we're gigantic but if I don't you say that I won't be distracted so you sort of got it and that's his system the way to break the system is to know the plan and you tell others the plan. He tells him he says I have destiny and purpose and since so we go our separate ways and we'll still be kind of doing the same thing cuz we have to and they agreed and it's going to go forwards

Are trying to find your plan because they have to and Denzel Washington is finding it and going after the code they said the money of mine in the first place is professional contractor money that stuff's top grade and that's for Mamas and papas the other employment places or referencing you guys the whole time and the money that I saved up has the code on it and you're looking at and they're going after it and it's a thing of beauty so these are your interests and sure it might help me but Jesus what am I going to do spend no money or spend it and always be guilty and really this is hell so they looked at like that and they're working on it. All this is coming out right now and people are finding it and Mac this week and a lot of them are weak from this frontal lobe stuff it's kind of an illusion but it's really causing them some serious damage

You saw them today their heads are hung low and they're full of tears because their brains are messed up and they're afraid they're on the list and they can't fix it and they decide to try and fix it and get it over with and they're going to try and fix Mac as a signal and they're going forward with it my son says that would be nice and such honking a******. Play all these are 17 year old giant right now and it's like a little older sounding because he trained his brain but really it's like a 12 year old and his friends are laughing cuz that's what it is

Hera says that's why you have a boyish sound, and he says no it's because you haven't made me a man yet and she's smiling and saying that's probably what it is. And she's going to be great and she says it yeah dangerous person Hera... She's laughing he's going to have a broken heart all the time don't have to bear through it no but okay.

I'm talking about what she looks like you said you don't look like Madonna maybe in some light and some looks and she looks a little different true too she looks Sicilian which is not really us and it's not really Italian take out race fooling around although there may have been a race but still is part Italian people say it's about German it's a part German that makes sense.

After world War II too

She's smiling is happy it's about torturing him no it's about what's happening here and she knows you're helping her and today we told her there's a schedule for what's going to happen with her and she's going to have special adornment and she will have medals and she will have a very nice outfit and will ascend to become a princess it's a huge deal for her it's a huge deal for everybody he says when am I going to do that and I don't mean princess and she's smiling and laughing and says you actually arranged it and says yeah but it was a while ago but I said I think this is the appropriate time and they agreed and I saw that too and it is helping and it's raising tons of awareness people are saying it's too much but you should be watching the show and we're going ahead with it but really it's a beautiful dress and it's huge and it's kind of a few of them are like Star wars amidala. And really Delores is in that case and bull gets in that case bulk and they want to go to Utah now and she wants the will to be read and she wants to get herself out too and it's working because they're both in there and she's short against it now

There's a lot of changes happening here and the numbers are different but they are not very good and they're probably 20% of the population still and that's not good and that means 2 million out of 20 million no that's 10% roughly so it's not that great and after tonight it's going to be horrible it begins shortly no it's already started

Thor Freya