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tossawary · 30 days

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I like the "settle down, get married, have kids" ending for Ed in "Fullmetal Alchemist" because it suits the themes and the character arcs well. But also because there's still plenty of room for adventure beyond the joys of a simple life (it is fun to imagine Ed picking up a million homesteading-related hobbies with all his usual competitive spirit); Winry has a thriving career! She and Ed can travel around the country, visit people, and probably even visit Xing before kids or when their kids are old enough for travel.

But I also like it fine because I feel 100% certain that Edward Elric would not have children unless he was 100% certain that he wanted them and was ready to be a good dad. He would not bring life into this world recklessly. I feel like he would have asked himself, "Is there any chance I might be a deadbeat dad?" and that he was absolutely ruthless with his analysis of his character, like, to the degree that it quickly stopped being funny or embarrassing and started being sad. He'd try and get his own Riza Hawkeye about this: "If it ever looks like I'm being a shitty father or husband, I need you to kill me," he says, sleep-deprived and panicking, and Alphonse can only be like, "Brother... No..."

Also, I feel like we shouldn't leave Winry out of this. This woman is driven and successful and was orphaned because her parents left her for a good cause. She and Ed would sit their asses down and have an excruciatingly thorough and detailed conversation about parenthood and their future. I could buy an AU where they mutually decided to be childfree, sure, but I cannot be fully convinced that they as a team would be reckless about children and parenthood.

I'm sure they'd make mistakes, of course, as all parents do. (I also feel like they would try and make plans with the same focus as automail schematics and alchemic circles, which would often be immediately ruined upon contact with the "enemy". And that Uncle Alphonse would shamelessly and mischievously spoil his niblings against parental wishes whenever his brother's back was turned. Traitor.) But they're also one of those couples where I see them in the cliché "happily ever after" and I can genuinely be like, "Yeah, they're fine."

#tossawary fma #spoilers #edward elric #alphonse elric #winry rockbell

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crazycatsiren · 9 months

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Me: "I mean, if I gave birth to a half bull half human baby, wouldn't you think that's rather adorable?"

Husband: "I would still think that babies are gross because all they do is shit themselves constantly."

#the husband and i #old married couple #childfree couple #marriage #marital bliss

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imagining-in-the-margins · 2 months

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🎀 CM KidFic Challenge 🧸

Hey everyone, I’m back with another monthly challenge! For the months of March AND April, I am formally challenging any willing writer to take a stab at writing fanfiction including children, babies, or pregnancy (biological, adoptive, animal, etc.) using their choice of Criminal Minds characters! Reader, Original Character, Character/Character ships, Gen/Platonic fics are allowed! Please check out the Rules below the Keep Reading.

(**This is NOT a request list for me—this is a prompt list of other writers! Feel free to request from someone else, and be sure to let them know about the challenge!)

Prompts

Child says their first word(s)

Child becomes an older sibling

Character stands up for their child

The couple enjoys trying for a baby

Characters are fantastic platonic co-parents

Child is starting to act a lot like their parent(s)

The couple announces their pregnancy to everyone

The couple fosters a teenager preparing for college

The couple takes their child to college/their own place

The couple thinks they’re having twins… but it’s triplets

Character runs into their ex who has a child that looks just like them

The couple realizes how different things are the second, third, etc. time

Character needs reassurance about the fact they don’t enjoy being pregnant

Character finds that being around Child helps them heal their own inner child

The couple babysits together, which leads to a conversation about their future

Character struggles with the fact that their teenage kid has their first partner

Character is very attentive to their pregnant partner... almost irritatingly so

Character witnesses a quiet moment with their partner and their baby during a night feeding

Character, chronically single, asks their best friend if they’d be open to having a child with them

Child realizes that not every kid has two moms/two dads and they have a lot of questions about it

The couple takes Child to daycare for the first time but they can’t make themselves leave the parking lot

Child is having a hard time at school, so Character picks them up from school for a day of quality time together

Pregnancy cravings lead to a very dramatic late-night grocery store trip that makes Character fall more in love

Anything else you can imagine!

Childfree/Pregnancy-Free prompts below + Create your own!

Childfree/Pregnancy-Free Prompts

Character is the fun uncle/aunt

The couple adopts a pet together

Character gets to meet their partner’s (judgmental) pet

Character reveals that they don't want to have children and their partner's reaction surprises them

A child the BAU saved comes back years later to thank them and show what they’ve done with their life

The couple decides to give up on becoming parents and they learn how to have a fulfilled life without a child

Rules

The fic can be a Reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fic. It can feature any Criminal Minds character. AUs and crossovers are more than welcome.

Tag me in the fic, or send the link to me in a Direct Message. It can be already written, or you can write it for the challenge - I’m collecting both! You can also tag it “#mentioningmargins” which is a tag I track.

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I DO NOT WANT smut written by minors. Ever. At all. I will check.Platonic ships and pure, fluffy fics are 100% allowed.

Please include Content Warnings and a one-sentence Summary of the fic in your post.

Have fun!

The Masterlist of fics will be posted around May 1. If you finish after that, no problem - just send me the fic once you’re done and I’ll add it after-the-fact!

Feel free to message me if you want help developing a plot, have any questions, or just want to gush about your fic. I’m happy to help, and I’m happy you’re here ❤️

Happy Writing!

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marzipanandminutiae · 2 months

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horror movie where the protagonists assume the creepy, slightly goth woman with the antique doll collection is the killer-

-only to learn that she's completely normal, she's actually married to the woman who owns the spooky bookstore full of Exposition, and the killer is the true crime vlogger who "tipped them off" about her in the first place. he ran out of interesting murders to mine for content, so he decided to create the perfect crime spree with the perfect killer

(she is also either happily childfree OR pregnant with the couple's first baby, but either way it must be stated onscreen. too often in movies- and real life! -doll collecting has been assumed to relate somehow to children or lack thereof, for women)

#dolls #doll collecting #horror

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dandelion-fae · 2 months

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As an asexual aro-spec Hazbin fan, I do deeply love all the Alastor ships for one reason or another. (We are not androids or smth, we can have relationships for those of y'all "allies")

But there is something that just scratches my brain juuuuuust right about QPR married Rosie/Alastor.

They'd be like that really nice kinda odd childfree couple that throw dinner parties and Rosie would host Sunday tea parties. They have separate bedrooms and waltz in the living room to the radio station. Rosie knits Alastor scarves and pecks his cheek goodbye in the morning and Alastor doesn't mind at all, coming back home with flowers and groceries at the end of the day.

I need y'all to see my vision of this adorable domestic Queer-platonic marriage.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie #radiorose #*cups gently in my hands*#can you tell i want what they have? you probably can #i love them

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lemonlover1110 · 11 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟑𝟖𝟏

Toji Fushiguro

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[Chapter 6] Childfree Weekend: Sunday

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Chapter Warnings: MDNI, Smut, Oral Sex (m. receiving), Nipple Play, Biting, Vaginal Sex

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After driving back home, things feel extremely awkward. Not because you make them awkward but because Toji does. He kisses you then acts as if it’s the worst decision he’s ever made. He doesn’t even attempt to say anything else to you, and you feel offended.

He should’ve apologized and then pretend as if nothing happened but he completely ignored you. He didn’t even bother saying anything while you two walked to your respective homes. You feel slightly offended, and you can’t sleep, tossing and turning as you think about the situation– Maybe you should’ve handled it differently. You just can’t stand the way he ignored you for the rest of the ride. You made a couple of comments and he didn’t bother to say anything in response. He couldn’t even look at you.

And now it’s well past midnight, and you can’t fall asleep as you think about it. Perhaps you should try to talk to him about it… You can’t think straight and you can’t sleep because you can’t stop thinking about how to think straight; you have to figure out what to do.

You get up from your bed to get a glass of water, and the moment you grab the glass, there’s a knock on your door. Your eyebrows raise and you begin to walk to the front door. You open the front, and you find Toji. He wears shorts and a white shirt that fits too tightly. He threw on the first clothes he found. You bite down on your lip as you look at him. Messy hair, clothes that barely fit. Sin right at your door.

“I– I couldn’t sleep. I feel like a jackass.” Toji confesseses, and a smile creeps onto your lips. You slightly tilt your head. “I acted–”

“Toji…” You begin, interrupting him. You step towards him, your body acting on its own. Your hands meet behind his neck, and you move your head closer to his. Your lips meet his again, and you’re back to square one, another wave of awkwardness will hit after you kiss but you can’t stop yourself. His arms wrap around your waist and he kisses you back.

Instead of pulling away, the kiss deepens as his tongue presses against your bottom lip and you open your mouth. Your tongue presses against his while you move inside. He manages to shut the door with his foot, and just as the door closes, you’re pushing him against the door. When his back hits the door, you pull away. You look up at him, and he sees the lust in your eyes.

“Do you want to stop?” You ask him as your hands go down his torso, feeling his well-toned body. He bites down on his lip, and he’s suddenly so shy. He shakes his head and you get down on your knees. You pull down his pants, letting his cock free. Your hand wraps around his length and you slowly stroke it. You look up at him, and he’s watching your every move.

Your tongue circles around the tip, getting the precum on your tongue. You hear low moans coming from his throat as you lick the tip of his cock. You’re barely doing anything yet he’s trying to contain himself because you’re making him feel so fucking good; and you’re barely doing anything.

You wrap your mouth around his cock, taking in as much as you can without gagging. You slowly bob your head, and Toji’s head rests against the door. He’s moaning as you slowly work your magic, but he does want a little more– He can’t remember the last time he received a blowjob, so he can’t complain much.

“Such a good little mouth.” He says under his breath. His hand goes to the back of his head and he pushes your head, forcing you to take all of his cock in your mouth. The sound of your gagging is like music to his ears, and you’re looking up at him as tears well up in your eyes, but he’s not looking down at you. He’s enjoying the feeling of your mouth, his head thrown back as he moans.

The tears spill out of your eyes and stream down your face. You tap his thighs, and he finally lets go of your head. You take a moment to breathe, your hands stroking his cock. Your mouth goes to his balls and you begin to suck while your hand works its way around his cock. He’s praising you, telling you, “You’re doing such a good job…”

“Fuck– Fuck…” He mutters as your tongue licks up his cock and your mouth wraps around his dick once again. You take as much as you can in your mouth, your hand stroking the parts that don’t fit into your mouth.

He looks down at you and he bites his tongue from commenting on how pretty you look. Those thoughts leave his mind as he feels his release approaching. He grabs the back of your head and begins to move your head for you– But luckily this time, he doesn’t force you to take all of his dick and hold. He keeps moving your head until he comes in your mouth, a loud groan leaving his lips.

He takes his cock out, watching as some cum escapes your lips and goes down your chin. You pick it up with your finger and clean it up with your mouth. You stand up, and he pulls you into a kiss, not wasting any time. When you pull away, you bat your eyelashes at him before asking, “Will you get on the bed… please?”

He does so without skipping a beat, taking off his shirt and laying down on your bed. You walk over to him, taking off every piece of clothing that you wear– Which isn’t much. You get on top of him, knees on either side of him while your hands land on his chest. Your lips land on his but only for a short moment of time before you begin to kiss down his neck. Your lips go to the crook of his neck, and you begin to suck which causes a soft moan to leave his lips, “Fuck, right there– Like that–”

You feel how he aligns his tip with the entrance of your cunt, but instead of pushing it in, he runs the tip through your folds. When he teases you enough, he begins to push his cock inside of you, and you bite down on his flesh as he stretches you out. He groans as you bite his neck. When he fully bottoms out, you stop biting. Your lips begin to kiss down his chest and just as your mouth is about to wrap around one of his nipples, he grabs your throat and forces you to sit up.

“You’re a fucking biter, aren’t ya?” He says as he presses two fingers against your lips. When you open them, he shoves those fingers inside your mouth. “Bite on those. Wouldn’t want your other next door neighbor to hear, right?”

You lightly bite down on his fingers while his cock begins to move in and out of you. He doesn’t want the neighbor to hear, but the neighbor will for sure hear how he sounds while your pussy is wrapped around him– It’s too good to stay quiet. He starts off slow but with every movement he picks up speed.

His cock hits every right spot, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your moans come out muffled due to his fingers. But he’s making all the sound for you– Until he thinks that he’s too loud and he bites down on his lip. “You feel so fucking good… We should do this more often.”

You hum as his cock fills you up. One of your hands goes down to play with your clit while the other goes down his chest and your finger begins to circle around his nipple. Your fingers then pinch his nipple and he groans, and he shuts his eyes. He takes his fingers out and your mouth goes down, kissing his chest before your tongue begins to lick his nipple; once it’s hard, your tongue begins to flick it.

Your cunt begins to tighten around him, and it’s driving him crazy. He can’t come so fast like last time, that’d simply be too embarrassing for him. But your orgasm is approaching too. You stop licking his nipple and your mouth goes up to his lips. Your tongues begin to swirl. His finger goes to your clit and he begins to toy with it for you, and he does it just right.

“Your cock ‘s so good, Toji.” You finally moan, your orgasm getting closer and closer. A loud moan leaves your lips when you reach your climax, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your juices coat his cock and the sound it makes as he moves in and out of you is so lewd.

“Shit… Shit–” He moans as he gets closer and closer. He grabs your hips and pulls you off him as he comes. His cum lands almost everywhere, but neither of you care at the moment. Instead, your head rests on his chests while you two regulate your breathing.

“Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this…” You comment, even though you initiated everything. He’s about to agree with you because he doesn’t want to look like an idiot by disagreeing. “But… I don’t really regret it.”

“I don’t either.” He responds. “It’s nothing wrong we’re just… Just–”

“Having a little fun.” You finish his sentence for him. You get off his chest and smile at him, looking down. “Go clean up.”

“Do you want me to stay over tonight or…?” He begins and you end up nodding because sleeping alone every night is depressing. This won’t become an every night thing either, Megumi will come back today and Toji will stay with his son. There’s nothing wrong with him sleeping here tonight.

“As long as you don’t snore.” You say, and he chuckles in response before he gets up from the bed to use the bathroom. You bite down on your lip as you watch him walk away… And maybe you don’t want a romantic relationship with him but you would certainly benefit from a physical one. When he comes back he shares,

“I sometimes wake up with Megumi poking me because I was snoring, and apparently I couldn’t let him sleep.”

You end up chuckling. You get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom as well. You hear him yell, “Do you want to cuddle?!”

“Uh… Sure!” You yell back, and your heart skips a beat. It doesn’t necessarily mean anything. Toji is just your really nice neighbor, that’s all. You walk back to the bed and lay down, resting your head on his chest again. Your take in his scent before you comment, “This does feel weird.”

“It does.” He chuckles. It’s weird to think that nearly twelve hours ago you were on your way back home, not speaking after a kiss. “But it’s nice.”

“It is.”

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#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #anime #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #daddy toji #toji zenin #jujutsu toji #toji x reader #toji smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x y/n #fushiguro toji #toji x you #dilf toji #toji fic

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 months

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AITA for making my daughter morning baskets?

Okay so this has been going in circles for almost a month and I feel like I'm losing my mind, so getting external opinions.

I have 2 sisters, A and B. A is happily childfree, B has 2 kids, (6 and 2), I have 1 kid (1). We were all together at Christmas, and Sis A asked how daycare was going (we started doing part time daycare in September). I said it was good, I was getting the time to focus on work when I worked 3 10s the days my daughter goes to care, and then half days the 2 days she's home.

I also mentioned that I'd recently started doing morning baskets for her. My phrasing was something like 'I started doing this silly Pinterest morning basket thing, but it's actually working really well for us, so that's nice.' Sis B mentions that she's seen the idea, but didn't really think it would work for her. I said that makes sense, her mornings are different than mine (she is a SAHM and homeschools her 6 yo).

Conversation moved on to other things and I thought nothing of it, until after the holiday Sis A messages me that I was cruel to Sis B, bragging about making more money than her, and should apologize. I ask what she's talking about and she says the morning basket thing. I clarify that while some people do printables/coloring in their baskets, my kiddo is still eating crayons, so I'm literally taking a couple books and toys that she already has and putting them in the living room so that it's the first thing she sees in the morning. I've found that since there's only about an hour between waking and leaving for daycare, it's helpful to not have her drag every toy she has out for me to clean up later. When I said that my sister's mornings are different, I mean that she's staying home and also doing school/prek activities with her kids, so it's a very different flow of the day. I explained all of this to Sis A, who maintained that I was bragging about my income.

Concerned that I was the AH, I contacted Sis B, because I wanted to apologize even if it was just a misunderstanding. Sis B has no issue, says she's not discussed it with SIs A at all, and further that she assumed I meant her kids' school activities when I said her mornings are different (which is exactly right). Also, because Sis B's youngest is a year older than mine, a fair amount of my kid's toys are hand-me-downs from her, so she thinks the 'bragging about toys' comment it silly. Fair, honestly. I move on.

Until next time Sis A calls. 'Have you apologized to Sis B yet?' Telling her about our conversation and that she's the only one who wasn't on the same page has no effect, she maintains that Sis B is just 'feeling too shamed' to tell me how she really feels. She's now telling our extended family that I'm 'lording my wealth' over them both, and I've got aunts telling me I should apologize. But to whom? For what? AITA??

~~Example of a basket, in case info is helpful: stuffed dino, dino hotwheel car, a couple of books about dinosaurs, some blocks to round it out. This is all stuff that we have already, I'm just grabbing some things around a loose theme the night before.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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visionofvoid · 1 year

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Homewrecker - MV1 Part Two

Summary: “max, can you tell me the truth, just this once?”

Warnings: angst, moody max, jealous max, jealous kelly lolz

Pairings: max verstappen x oc

Word Count: 1585

PART ONE PART THREE

Blake always enjoyed race weekends. If Kelly was busy with a shoot or meetings, Blake would look after Penelope for a couple of hours and the two would share pink and colourful snacks whilst watching the Formula One, whether it was practice, qualifying or the actual race. When Kelly had a free weekend and was choosing to visit Max and support him from the race itself, Blake would always come along for the ride. Sometimes it would just be the two girls childfree whilst Blake caught up with some of the friends she had made during her time as Kelly’s assistant or she would curate posts for Kelly on her social media. Though she did technically work for Kelly and knew her passwords to all her social media, her emails and some of financial info, it was never as if Kelly was her boss, they were just two friends enjoying life together.

So, it came as a shock when Blake sat across from Kelly at a cafe and gave her the sad news.

“I, I don’t understand. Do you need more money? I can give you more money. Did Penelope say something? Did my father say something?” Kelly questioned, making a spoon look elegant as she held it up, a little bit of cake sitting on it. Blake shook her head, smiling softly, thinking of reasons to give her friend and boss that didn’t involve her boyfriend.

“I enjoy working alongside you, of course I do. I just think it’s time I move on from being a PA. I’ve had a few job offers and you know, I think this partnership has run its course.” Kelly pondered for a moment. “Of course I am absolutely grateful for the opportunity you have given me, but this is officially my notice. I finish up just before Silverstone, so I have about three weeks left to find you a new PA.” Blake couldn’t maintain proper eye contact and instead resorted to lifting her hot chocolate to her lips.

“Job offers? From who?”

“Toto Wolff, at Mercedes. One of the PR advisors and I were talking at the last race and I just can’t stop thinking about it and it was a great offer.” Kelly’s eyebrows rose as she mentioned Max’s rival team but she remained stoic.

“If you want a job in Formula One I can get Max to get you one at Red Bull.” The offer was kind but the mention of Max made Blake tighten her shoulders. “But, it is a great opportunity. I’m sad to see you leave, and I know Penelope will miss you too.”

The following months had been hell, that much was true. Whilst Blake was flourishing with Toto and Mercedes, travelling the world and relishing in the Formula One world, Max watched as Kelly’s world was failing. That may be a bit dramatic but the new personal assistant that Kelly had hired was way too under-qualified for the job. Not only did they not connect well with children but they had misplaced their VIP passes that allowed them access into the green rooms.

It was stressful, and Max hated the fact that he missed Blake. He missed the bickering, he missed when she would bite back with insult after insult but made it sweet and funny that Kelly would laugh. He didn’t get to see Blake as often as he did when she still worked with Kelly and his world felt immensely different. He and Kelly hardly spoke unless it was at night off or one of them had a free day, but it was mostly due to the lack of experience on the new assistant behalf, or so he thought.

Kelly found herself always comparing her new assistant to Blake and would vent to Max about how much both herself and her daughter missed Blake. Though they ended on good terms, Blake’s new position as Toto Wolff’s assistant meant less time to catch up with Kelly when they were in the same city.

The 5th of September came around and it was time for the Dutch Grand Prix. Blake had finally settled into her new job as Toto Wolff’s assistant and she found herself getting along with everyone. She was the go to for advice for George and she enjoyed meditating with Lewis during her down time. The job wasn’t nearly as full on as Kelly’s, but she was busy a lot. Rather than watch a child or get a coffee that had fourteen steps, Blake just had to ensure that Toto’s meetings and schedule were all up to date, send emails and get the occasional coffee or lunch which was so much easier. She got paid to travel, paid to be friends with people in a sport she was beginning to love, life and breath and she finally felt as if she belonged. There was no expectation of having to dress a certain way like she did with Kelly, to feel like she fit in.

Blake walked alongside Toto, going over the timeline for the first half of the day and handing him printouts full of necessary information before her legs became caught in the arms of a certain small child. Blake looked down, beaming at Penelope who just looked up at her with a cheeky smile on her face. She quickly glanced back at Toto, an apologetic look upon her face to which he only shook his head with a faint smile.

“We don’t start for another hour and you’ve already done so much to ease my day. I’ll meet you there.” Blake nodded, grateful for her new friendly boss and bent down to hug the small growing girl.

“And where is your mother?” Blake wrapped her arms around Penelope and picked her up. The young girl was dressed in Red Bull Racing merchandise which looked funny in comparison to her Mercedes uniform.

“With Maxie! I was with Jenna but she was on her phone and I was bored. I missed you.” Blake started walking towards the Red Bull Racing back area where all drivers, team principles and other important people would be for the duration of the weekend when not at the pit. It wasn’t too far away from all the other teams so it took her no time. She showed her passes to security and walked right in. Red Bull colours were everywhere with Max and Sergio’s faces plastered on every free surface. She forgot how much Red Bull idolised their drivers. Back at Mercedes they were much more subtle, though still highlighting the importance of their two star drivers.

“So, is Jenna the new assistant? Is she nice?” Blake happily listened as Penelope walked about Jenna. She found that she didn’t like to play with Penelope a lot but fed her lots and lots of junk food when on one was watching. It was mildly concerning to Blake and she was about to say something then she rounded the corner, stumbling on a fight that was occurring between Max and Kelly.

“You need to hire her back. I’ll pay whatever she wants, Jenna is shit at her job!” Max seemed like he was trying to reason more than fight, but Blake knew that when there was some sort of confrontation that Kelly’s first instinct was to raise her voice and fight back.

“Why? You made her feel insignificant, we all saw that. Why would you want her near you? With Penelope and myself?” Kelly’s eyes were burning into Max’s and Blake felt like she was imposing. Penelope was oblivious to the fight, babbling on about what Blake had missed out on the past couple months. Of course the fight was extremely loud, just enough to hear from a few metres away, plus it was fairly hushed in the building.

“I never hated her! I-”

“You hate her, you don’t. I don’t understand. Why all the bickering, why all the stares across the room at her, why all the rolling of the eyes? I don’t understand. Make me understand. Max, can you tell me the truth, just this once?” Kelly had a tear fall down her cheek, Blake feeling immensely guilty for both eavesdropping and being the topic of the fight.

Max’s eyes faltered and he looked to the ground, hoping it could somehow swallow him up and he could avoid this conversation altogether. But this was reality, this was real life and everything was coming back to bite him in the ass.

“Max, Goddammit! Look at me. Look at me!” Kelly’s voice got louder, this time snapping Penelope out of her one-sided conversation in Blake's arms and looking around for the source of the voice. “Tell me the truth.”

“I don’t hate Blake. I never hated Blake.”

“You love her.” Blake was shocked, she even let out a gasp when Kelly said those words which seemed to make them both snap out of their heated fight. Max looked like a kicked puppy and Kelly’s face was bright red, fuelling with anger.

“Penelope, there you are.” A woman who Blake could only presume was Jenna rounded the corner, rushing for Penelope and snatching the young girl out of Blake’s arms before anyone could protest.

“You don’t mean that.” Blake filled in the silence, her full attention to Max. “Tell me you don’t mean that. Tell me and Kelly that you hate me, that you hate my guts. Please, tell us anything that isn’t you loving me. You can’t love me, Max, you need to hate me.”

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