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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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Rayleigh and Buggy reunion, but Rayleigh is being over the top judgemental about everything, like idk if u are familiar with crazy ex girlfriend the TV show but Rayleigh shows up and acts exactly like Rebecca's mom does. Overcritical of his life choices and dismissive of what he perceives as excuses coming from Buggy, because he knows Buggy's true potential and is annoyed with Buggy not living up to it. He gives Crocodile a once over and goes "is that what you found to replace Shanks with" and moves on and Crocodile doesn't even have a moment to compute the way he was just insulted because Rayleigh has moved on to criticising Mihawk's cooking instead. Worst part is, this all comes from a genuine place of love and care, Rayleigh is legitimately worried sick about his baby clown son of 39 years, but he cannot express that worry without being extremely invasive about everything. Buggy isn't even responding, he just shoots ppl apologetic looks and rolls his eyes when Rayleigh isn't looking because of course he does this obviously Buggy is never good enough for him and Shanks had always been the favourite (you ask Shanks or any other Roger pirate and they will tell you that Buggy is Rayleigh's baby boy and absolute favourite with utmost confidence, too bad the emotional constipation runs in the crew). Dinner is awkward as fuck, because Rayleigh makes attempts at being easygoing but his motherhenning nature irt Buggy shines through, his conviction that Buggy would be happier with Shanks by his side is making him be overcritical of everyone in that dinner and he keeps discussing the good old days and subtly hinting at Buggy that there is still time for him to go back to Shanks....and Buggy looks close to frustrated tears (and everyone agrees, Crocodile has snapped 5 cigars in half with his teeth and Mihawk is 5 seconds away from banging his head on the table).

Just overbearing father Rayleigh being stifling and trying to overcompensate for his shit parenting choices during Buggy's childhood and Buggy having his daddy issues expanded upon (and Crocodile and Mihawk gaining insight to Buggy's entire deal)

"Idk if u are familiar with crazy ex girlfriend the TV sho-" My therapist literally told me to stop watching it so much because it was affecting my mental health. So. Yes. I know the show. It's one of my favorite shows EVER. Rebecca is just like me fr my beloved. All of them my beloveds. The songs my beloveds. Don't make me go into CEG x OP because I won't finish. And as you can see, I did not listen to my therapist.

Even though I've always seen Rayleigh as the one who understands Buggy the most (Roger and him love Shanks and Buggy equally but it is quite obvious they put more pressure on Shanks to be more like Roger and that only made things worse by making Buggy's inferiority complex exist) and the one who stands up more for him and comforts him when needed, it is true that he might be more judgemental and he'd be worried for Buggy. Like. Think about it. Roger died and the kids (their kids) ended up alone and going their own separate ways. For Rayleigh, finding out Shanks and Buggy aren't together is just?? So weird?? Because they've always been together. Birds of a feather (if somebody mentions the song 'Two Birds' I am punching them because I can't handle that song today please). And it's just... Well, surprising. 'But as long as they're okay' but they're obviously not okay!!! And it's not that Rayleigh is judging Buggy. In fact, I think he would do the same with Shanks. The second Rayleigh sees Shanks he's already saying he drinks too much (even for a pirate) and that he's been acting recklessly and "What the fuck are you doing without Buggy? Is this because of Buggy?" / "I do not drink because of him. It's- It's not about him. He left-" / "HE LEFT AND YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING?????" / "I hate it when you get like this" / "Like what?" / "Like you want to still do something about my life. I'm an adult, thank you very much-" / "No, you're not if you keep acting this way". And I personally think Rayleigh would just be worried for the both of them and also feel extremely guilty because he wasn't there to fix things when they fought, the way he always did. "The second I left you alone you two start a fight that lasts two decades?" and he would say this to both of them and they would hate it.

But yeah, going back to Buggy I think he'd be worried because. Well. Have you seen Crocodile and Mihawk? I mean. They're kind of on good terms with Buggy now (more or... More or less. Kind of. They're not equals but they're some sort of weird thing and they respect and care for each other. More or less. It's- It's complicated. Don't ask) but they're still them. And Rayleigh can't help but see the situation and be like "I'm proud you made a name of yourself, kid, but you don't have to do this if you don't want to" (meaning: You could go back to Shanks any time you wanted) and Buggy takes it as an "You could go back to Shanks any time you wanted because you'd be safer with him" instead of the real "You could go back to Shanks any time you wanted because you'd be happier with him and this war of pride and hearts you have going on is dumb". And he understands Buggy needs to be away from Shanks to grow, but it's just so, so sad to see them like this when they used to love each other so damn much.

Also, I think Buggy would be going through the worst moment of his life and Crocodile and Mihawk would be so done for different reasons. First, they don't give a fuck about all of this drama. And second, they are starting to see Buggy more like a person and understand why he is the way he is, and the things Rayleigh is saying are bothering them a lot. They've been trying to make the clown move on from his past so he's useful for once (because when he believes in himself he's actually not a burden and more interesting) and now this guy (that they respect because it's Silvers Fucking Rayleigh) comes and tries to change things around here? Nope. Not happening.

So basically, what you're trying to tell me is that Rayleigh regrets raising the boys that way and now he's overcompensating and it's overwhelming for everyone, right? I- I love it. Great plot. 10/10. In character. Perfect. It makes me go insane. I love their daddy issues.

(Also, can we talk about how "This Was a Shit Show" and "What'll it be" are extremely Buggy songs??? Because- Because now I want to-)

#i absolutely loved this i have no words to explain how much i love this #one piece #buggy the clown #silvers rayleigh #red haired shanks #cross guild #shuggy #< target audience #i mean it's obvious i was taking it as romantic for them

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iwritenarrativesandstuff · 1 year

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P5R Random Thoughts #2

(I am currently doing a blind playthrough of this game. Please no spoilers in the tags or notes if you can help it!)

So far I've seen two Persona awakenings: Joker's and Ryuji's. (Morgana already had a Persona so I'm curious about how he awakened but I presume the story will get to that later.)

The neat thing about the awakenings is that they are undeniable triumphs but also not a cure for their problems.

You might think, well duh, they've still got all the cruel things and people in the outside world to contend with - but I'm actually not talking about the external. I'm saying the awakenings are a breakthrough for their inner problems but that they don't "fix" their internal struggles completely.

It's really notable in Ryuji's awakening. Ryuji hears "you're a punk", "nobody's going to look beyond that", "you only cause problems for others", etc., and says. Yeah actually. I'm a punk. Let's roll, baby. And then awakens to a goddamn pirate which is great.

It's triumphant, because Ryuji doesn't say "that's not who I am", Ryuji says "actually, asshole, that's exactly who I am, and you have no right to look down on me for it". Tells him off for looking down on him while smiling then shoots him a cocky, arrogant grin right back. Good for him! *wipes tears* Good for him.

However... as much as this is a triumph, it also suggests some concerning things about the way Ryuji views himself. He spends the entirety of the build up before this point lamenting the fact that he can't do anything useful, even though he brought things with him that he thought would help. In fact, he near constantly brings it up and looks incredibly guilty about it - and what's more, when it comes to the track team and what happened, even though it was Kamoshida who aggravated him and broke his leg, Ryuji doesn't deny the accusation that the track team's disbanding was his fault. Ryuji accepts the notion that he causes problems for other people, when in actuality, he does his best to be as helpful as possible and hates people who take advantage of others. He's trying to offset all these internalized beliefs that he is somehow a "bad influence" and "nothing but trouble" - so, he's caught between the ideas of "I'm a bad influence. So what?" and "I'm a bad influence. I need to make up for that by pulling my weight as much as I possibly can." It seems Ryuji genuinely thinks he's not that great of a person which... come on. I hope we get a bit of resolution to this later on... because he's not a bad influence at all. At least, not on Joker. It's the other way around actually.

As for Joker, I've talked a bit before about how he has the spirit and the compassion and the raw anger to fight against injustice, but is currently rather directionless. The story will likely show him becoming more certain about his beliefs and convictions, and more importantly, what to do with them.

As for my other random thoughts so far:

Morgana is so self-interested and kind of hilariously morally grey. "They seem useful for my goals." "We don't have time to be worrying about other people!" (after they stopped to rescue him...) "Yeah you suck Blondie. Anyways, Frizzy Hair-" *points at shadow* "KILL." Is it bad that I find him genuinely amusing at this point?

Red-haired ponytail girl showed up and she's really, really nice to people. Like... to the point where I'm a bit suspicious? Ugh maybe this is just me being naturally mistrustful but she's really kind of overly nice, and it makes me feel like she's compensating? That plus the promise/deal she talked about at the beginning... I don't know. Consider me curious anyways. All those comments about how thin she is though... I hope she eats properly? Like this situation could easily be a suspicious one or it could be driven by insecurity and self-hatred. Or she could just be nice and I'm overthinking it.

Love the transitions and the way you can see other characters in the background sometimes before their proper introductions. The little details and the overall feel of the game is really nice. Like, I'm pretty sure the girl in the pink sweater is Haru, right? And you get a little bit about how she's maintaining a garden on the roof? (She seems precious, honestly.) Also Joker and Ryuji walked right past Sae and Sushi Boy, which is really funny to me. And in the main menu! If you switch too fast between options, Joker crashes into the screen dfhvndifjvn

Speaking of the menu, in the background, you can see Joker holding his hand up and out, which shields his face from player view, and the words "Don't look at me" in the background... hm... more characterization for the boy, I suppose

#story plays p5r #persona 5 #p5r #ryuji sakamoto #ren amamiya #akira kurusu #<- apparently that's the other name for him #saw the other one first but i'll add it so as to limit confusion #storyrambles #if you don't know me from my bsd metas and rambles... yes i am always like this.#unhinged theory time using only one minor character detail let's go

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muckety-mucks-i-s-goin-delux · 1 year

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Crutchie comparison: Livesies vs West Endsies

Haven't seen 92sies in forever and I don't want to be inaccurate (might add it later). Also I've only seen Livesies and as for the West Endsies I've seen it only twice so I'm relying on my memory.

Livesies!Crutchie

AKB Crutchie gives major younger brother vibes which is funny cos I'm pretty sure AKB is older than JerJor but, not because of his disability or even his sunshine demeanor it's just vibes. He gives younger brother vibes. He is a realist, all of the newsies are, it would be stupid if they weren't but weighing on the optimist side. He smiles a lot, his shooting from the slingshot is almost like supervised by Jack, like they are messing around, older to younger brother. His comments are purely comedic, so are his expressions. He's the kind of person that you cannot be mad at. He is strong, he can take care of himself and he isn't babied by the others but at the same time if there is an opportunity to help Crutchie out they jump to it. Like at the beginning of Carrying the Banner, Albert carried Crutchie away to make a quick gateway. And during the Letter from the Refuge his "tell the fellas to protect one another" is kind of, like he doesn't want Jack to worry about him but worry about the rest of the newsies.

And honesty I don't mind, it seems to work for him well however I would have loved a glimpse of a really mad/angry, resigned Crutchie and I would have loved to see him swear. He's a teenage boy living on the streets of New York, he's sunshine but let's be reasonable, he's gotta be as much of a little shit as the rest of them and this is what I'm missing from the screen.

West Endsies!Crutchie

He sounds like a Muppet (affectionate), he's tall, lanky, feral, gremlin child. It's been confirmed that he's already said "fuck", "shit", and called Jack "dumbass" behind his back.

He's smiley alright but you cannot convince me that at the same time he's not a menace, as much if not more than any other newsie. It's abundantly clear that Crutchie and Jack are equals. Equals in a sense they both are watching over the newsies. When I went to see it, just before Watch What Happens when they were all leaving Davey called Les, who was following Crutchie.

"C'mon Les, our folks will be waiting"

"Right, they've got folks"

It was somewhere between, Crutchie ready to steal a child and already being very protective over Les, like he would be with other newsies (minus the loving bullying)

He's also shown, if I remember correctly more around other newsies not just mainly Jack. He's not just dependent on Jack he's very much independent and they do their own things during the strike.

This Crutchie is also a realist more more bitter one, he's rougher around the edges, he's not just voicing the concern - that they should just buy the papers by new price and get on with their life's so they won't starve - he's talking with conviction.

He's also the brain behind all of the shenanigans, you cannot convince me otherwise. In Carrying the Banner he's shooting his fellow newsies with various levels of accuracy but he's doing it from the rafters, in hiding just to mess with them. He's the kind of person to gaslit all residents of the Lodging House into thinking he hasn't done something even if there are witness claiming they've seen him do it. He'd rob you brind and then smile and you start wondering if you actually got robbed or not.

He's shown to be more than capable of taking care of himself, even though they haven't changed the scrip it's just a vibe that Crutchie will not hesitate to beat you up. His Letter from the Refuge, just as heartbreaking as AKB has a different meaning, it's as if he's reminding Jack that he's got responsibility to the rest of the newsies to take care of them and keep the spirits high when he's not there to do it and to help to do it.

Again if I remember correctly he calls to Jack when they got beaten up and some of the newsies (I assume Finch and/Romeo? I don't remember) consider coming back for him, halfway up the main isle when they decide otherwise, Crutchie calls to them to run and save themselves.

When he gets out of the Refuge he's wearing a police helmet as if he's already made friends with everyone there/or stole it, playing with the whistle, annoyingly so. He's also the first one to whistle, loudly when Jack and Katherine kiss at the Finale, absolutely not letting Jack have his secrets and just teasing him.

Also, he's a disabled character played by a disabled actor. Also he's wearing dungarees and has a whistle.

I'm not saying this Crutchie is superior because I love them both, but this, this is what I've been missing, the realism (as much as you can have it in a Disney musical) but still.

#newsies #west endsies #broadway #newsies live #newsies london #newsies the musical #newsies uk #jack kelly #newsies broadway #Crutchie #crutchie newsies #crutchie morris #andrew keenan bolger #matthew duckett

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wonderlandleighleigh · 2 years

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uhhhhh 👁👁 could we pleaseeee get some more of lenny taking care of midge (like in questionable weddings)🫡😃

(sometime during Trials and Tribulations. This turned out different sorry. Also, warning for some sexy talk)

Winters are tough.

Midge does her best, but once the weather turns, she feels cold down to her bones. Her joints hurt, her head hurts...it all hurts.

It's February of 1962. Lenny's been convicted, Midge is exhausted, and they've canceled Valentine's Day.

"You've been busy with the writing gigs and the appeals, and I'm just-" she sighs over the phone. "I'm so tired."

"I know you are," he tells her softly. "Winters are hard."

"Yeah. So. We'll just - go to dinner some other time," she offers. "You can work, I can sleep..."

"If-..." he sighs. "If you're sure."

She's not. They haven't seen each other enough lately. They're still living in separate apartments. Still engaged for "someday." They're busy.

What if she's losing him?

"Raincheck," she says quietly.

"Okay, then. I'll call you tomorrow," he tells her.

"Bye, Lenny."

"Bye, Midge."

*****

She's about to take a long soak in the tub. Her mother had found salts you're supposed to use to relax your muscles, and they do feel good, so she changes into a dressing gown and heads for the bathroom, but on her way to her room, there's a knock on the door.

Please let it be Lenny.

Please don't let it be Joel.

When she opens the door, Lenny steps in quickly, flowers in his hand.

"Lenny-"

"I know you said raincheck, and technically, I'm pushing a boundary here, but it's Valentine's Day, the kids are in Queens, your parents are out and I couldn't let it go."

Midge gazes at him softly.

"I'd already bought the flowers anyways," he tells her with a shrug, holding out the pink peonies. "And I just- miss you. It felt like a missed opportunity to stay home and not see you."

She takes a breath and looks down at herself. "I'm not dressed to go out."

"Who said anything about going out? Your apartment is empty," he reminds her. "Please don't throw me back into the cold."

Midge can't help a smiles as she takes the flowers. "These are beautiful."

"Well they match their recipient."

She takes a breath and hugs the flowers in her arm, pulling her in for a light kiss. "You look tired," he says gently.

"I was going to take a bath," she informs him.

He nods, and they wind up in her bedroom, the flowers on her dresser as they curl up together on the bed in the quiet.

"I was starting to worry," Midge confesses quietly. "About us."

"That we're growing apart?" he asks.

She nods, gazing up at him. "I don't want that. I know we're busy. I know things are hard right now." She pauses and wraps an arm around his middle. "I don't want to lose you."

"I don't want to lose you, either," Lenny tells her. "And I know...I know I've been distracted. The writing gig is so new, and the lawyers are up my ass all the time with the appeals. The drugs I bought after I got convicted probably didn't help our relationship."

"You didn't take them," she reminds him. "And you let me throw them away."

"I still bought them."

"Lenny..."

"I put you through too much, you've been through enough."

"As if I don't put you through hell right back?" Midge asks. "Come on, Lenny."

He deflates and rubs his face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to start a fight."

"It's okay. We knew this wasn't going to be easy. We knew we would have to take care of each other."

"Maybe we haven't been so good at it lately," Lenny says quietly.

"Maybe we haven't," Midge agrees. "But maybe we can start changing that tonight."

*****

Which is how they wind up in the tub together with the salts.

"Why doesn't anyone ever tell men about this stuff?" Lenny asks.

Midge laughs softly and leans back against him. It's not a tub that's exactly made for two, but the salts loosen them both up, and feeling him so close is comforting.

"You got all the money and power," Midge reminds him. "We get the bath salts."

He chuckles and it rumbles through her, making her relax even more.

There is one part of Lenny's anatomy, though, that is not so relaxed.

Midge smirks up at him and tilts her head up for a kiss, nuzzling him, before getting out of the water and drying off, slipping back into her dressing gown and heading for the door. "You coming?"

Lenny considers. "Not yet. I hope it's in my immediate future, though."

She laughs on her way to the bedroom.

*****

He holds her tightly after, her head laying against his chest as her fingers trace his collarbone.

"I'm glad you didn't listen to me tonight," she says quietly.

He leans in, kissing her softly. "Me, too. And it was a gamble, you know? I was a little worried you would just send me home."

Midge gazes at him and shakes her head. "No. I love you too much."

Lenny gives her that shy smile again, and holds her closer. "That makes me really fucking lucky."

"I got you something for Valentine's Day," Midge tells him. "But I'm too tired to get up to get it, and I don't want you to move."

He chuckles. "Then I will be happy to receive my gift later." He kisses her neck. "Much, much later."

#fic #au #Fashionable People (Very Blue Rooms)#tmmm #Midge/Lenny #Midge x Lenny

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beautifulpersonpeach · 2 years

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Ask on Lizzo and Supporting Problematic Faves (Repost)

Anonymous: Hello BPP!!! I saw an ask mentioning Big Bang and you also commented in one of your asks that you don't care about Lizzo being problematic. I'm curious what you think about "separating art from the artist"?

I'm still in the fence on it, as I'm quick to drop artists when they do something questionable and I usually lose any enjoyment I have for their music. But as an Army, I feel like I'm hypocritical because I'm aware that the boys aren't entirely clean either, mistakes were made, stuff happened, but I still thoroughly enjoy their music too. I guess what I'm asking is, where do we draw the line?

Because even thinking of possibly monetarily supporting an artist like Chris Brown makes me recoil, idols who have had bullying scandals also make me eek because who knows if they've really changed? Sometimes I wonder if BTS is as good hearted (in a reasonable, human, way) as we think they are, but since we have plenty of evidence that they are, I want to believe in good faith that it's true. Worrying about it would drive me crazy but my brain can't help it, haha!

Hi Anon,

First of all, I think there’s a fair amount of false equivalences going on here and honestly, in a lot of discourse around certain artists. It would never occur to me to place BigBang’s Seungri who was convicted for what are basically sex crimes, and Chris Brown who was convicted for domestic violence and assault, in the same sentence within any context with Lizzo who appropriated Asian culture in a photoshoot where the entire direction of that set was by LaChappelle who himself came under little to no fire, and the well known music magazine it was in, Rolling Stone, was also unscathed.

In my opinion it shows an absolutist mindset seen in hyper-religious people who believe all sin is equally bad. When of course, I think that’s nonsense.

So I guess, I’m not the sort of person to stop being interested in an artist the minute I see something I don’t like because I never approach artists expecting perfection. They’re real human beings with all the vices and virtues available to them. And I’ve said this about BTS in several places on my blog. There’s no hard and fast rule as we’re all different and can tolerate different things. Usually, for me, criminal actions are a hard pass. Nothing BTS has been accused of, even in theory or in rumors, comes even close to any of that, obviously.

There are several idols already toeing that line though, but BTS isn’t one of them, at least so far. And by the way, I honestly don’t believe those people who claim to be blindsided when unsavory/criminal news comes out about their idols because in almost every case it should’ve been plausible because of how those idols behaved. BTS is a bit different from most other k-pop idols or groups for a few reasons. The first is that (at least before COVID), they were always being filmed or moving between locations for touring. They’d be recording material for their new albums while on tour and were at some point functioning on less than 3 hours of sleep because of how busy they were. And were almost always together. Like k-pop stans used to make fun of BTS for always being together, saying that they had no life outside of BTS. It was unlikely to even catch them in compromising situations, so nobody was surprised that it was during their first ever long vacation in summer 2019, that we got ‘scandals’ for the first time from the group.

Another reason is the consistency of reports from people who work with them for the first time, those who have worked with them for years, people who are their peers and competitors, people of all races who have consistently vouched for how the boys behave in their personal dealings with them. It will be weird AF if a bullying scandal comes out for Jimin for example who even before BTS blew up, had almost every report from his old school comment positively on his character. There’s already a track record with BTS that has been corroborated from everyone from random fans and non-fans to even their own competitors. Of course it’s always possible we learn tomorrow that Taehyung is a pimp and Namjoon is a drug dealer. If that happens, I’ll rethink what I know of them now.

Something to always remember with BTS is that they are men, born and raised in a hierarchal, homophobic and patriarchal society. Over the course of their career I’ve noticed some of the members’ behaviors and professed beliefs become more progressive, but we never really know what they’re like. All that said, so far, there’s been no need to separate artist from art for me, in the case of BTS.

You’ll draw your line at a place that makes sense to you, and I’ll draw mine in a place that makes sense to me, which for now hovers somewhere around physical violence and/or criminal activities.

Originally posted: March 25th, 2022 12:22pm

#bts #fandom behavior #problematic faves #repost #lizzo #bangtan #fandom behaviour #kpop #kpop music

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the-marauder-corner · 4 years

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Dating Harry and meeting Sirius

Harry Potter is the love of my life. He's everything anyone could want, kind, handsome, clever and funny. Lucky for me we've been dating for a year. We've known each other since first year when he ran into me trying to get to transfiguration on the first day. We started dating at Christmas last year and now it's Christmas once again, Harry's invited me to spend it with him at his godfather, Sirius' house and I'm scared shitless. No not because he's an ex-convict (falsely accused may I add) but because he is the only family Harry has and I have to make a good impression.

Harry doesn't have to worry about making a good impression with my parents because they want nothing to do with me. They're pureblood supremacists and absolutely dispise muggle borns and 'blood traitors' which is what they've classed me as when I ran away to the Weasley's where I've stayed for the past three years. They're like my family and Harry's already like their family too.

So what am I going to tell Sirius? "Hello sir, lovely to meet you. My name is y/n l/n. Yes l/n, you know? The pureblood family that hates all things muggle related, a family of huge voldemort supporters, the person who murdered your godson's parents and your best friends is dating your godson" yep, makes for a great first impression.

We step onto the train and sit down. I twiddle my thumbs nervously and start taking some deep breaths "Why are you so worried?" "Harry, my family is full of deatheaters. This is the order of the pheonix. Need I say more?" He frowns as do Hermione and Ron. Fred and George then emerge from the carriage next to ours. "Oi! You're not a l/n anymore, you're a Weasley" "You two still terrify me doing that you know?" "Doing what?" They ask in unison once again making me roll my eyes and giggle. "Nothing" I put my head in my hands and sigh, Harry rubs my back. "Y/n they'll all love you like I do. I promise" I sit back up and rest my head on his shoulder. The rest of the way we talk about what we'll do and what gifts we think we got but it doesn't stop the little nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me "You don't deserve him. You're from a deatheater family. A family of cruel, awful people and who's to stop you being the exact same as them"

Eventually we arrive at king cross station, getting off with our luggage and waiting for Fred and George while searching for mum and dad. We spot them, get into the car and head over to Grimmauld Place, where outside I am once again wringing my hands with anxiety. This would've been so much easier if I had just been able to meet Sirius the night Ron, Hermione and Harry did but no I just had to finish my stupid potions exam. I did get to say goodbye to Remus at least. He was my best DADA professor and after he became a person I could write to about my problems that i just couldn't say to anyone else. He updates me on himself which is why I'm very excited to meet Tonks.

Harry puts his hand on mine "He'll love you, they all will" I smile weakly and he kisses my forehead.

When we get out of the car Fred and George immediately apparate inside making me giggle and I grab mine and Harry's luggage. We enter the house and I'm looking around in awe at how large it is until from the top of the stairs I hear..."GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU FILTHY BLOOD TRAITORS THE LOT OF YOU!" "SHUT UP YOU OLD COW!"

A man who I presume to be Sirius emerges from the hallway. "Sorry about that, the old bag just never puts a sock in it" he comes downstairs, looks at me and smiles. "You must be y/n, it's lovely to meet you dear" "It's lovely to meet you Mr Black" "Oh please, call me Sirius" I smile, Remus then comes into the room "Longtime no see" I grin and hug him "I missed you Remus" "And I missed you" he the turns to Sirius "Don't tell me you've tried to scare off our poor little y/n already Pads" "Me? Oh Moony you know me better than that" Molly then steps in "I think we should get our things unpacked upstairs" "Of course, Molly, Arthur you know where your room is. Hermione, Ginny and y/n your room is first on the right, Fred, George, Harry and Ron first door on the left"

We all go upstairs, unpack our things and sit down for a bit. Or in my case lie down. "You alright y/n?" "Yep, just stressing about messing up this whole stay" "Oh y/n, Sirius is lovely. He'll love you" I grab my book from my drawer and get up "Where are you going?" "I saw a bay window at the top of the stairs that has a nice view of the city so I'm sitting there to read, want to come with me?" Hermione shrugs "I think I'll talk to Ron for a bit" I gasp mockingly "You and Ronald emotional range of a teaspoon Weasley? Talk? Well I never" she laughs and I walk out, sitting on the windowsill and opening my book.

"Disgusting blood traitors" I look down towards the noise and see a displeased looking house elf. "Would expect nothing less from..." "Kreacher! I think she's had enough of your bile! Run along and clean your beloved mistresses' portrait why don't you?" He turns to Sirius "Of course. Kreacher live to serve the noble house of Black" he turns and walks down the long corridor.

"I'm sorry about that. He's a miserable old thing" "I...it's okay" he frowns slightly "Are you alright?" I sigh and turn to face him properly. "I'm just going to tell you myself before someone else tells you. I'm a l/n. I ran away from home when I was fourteen because they disowned me. I understand if you don't want relatives of the l/n family in your house so I'll leave willing" he chuckles "Leave? Why would I make you do that?" "Because...my family...they're deatheaters" he smiles "Come with me" I set down my book and follow him into a room where he turns the lights on. The walls are covered in a large family tree with scattered burnt spots on it. He points to a particular burnt spot. "You see that is what my mother did after I ran away. Charming woman. I was sixteen at the time. I ran because my family was cruel. They hated me for associating with James and Remus and for being a Gryffindor. I understand what it's like to be judged because of your family's actions. You try your very best to change their minds but some people are so stubborn that they refuse to see what's in front of them, it's a difficult life to live around strangers but around friends it's the best life to live. You know why? Because you know the friends that stuck around are real and you know that they're there, not for your family's wealth or your popularity but for you. You have those friends and family. The l/ns aren't your family anymore, the Weasleys are. I ran away to the Potter's when I was sixteen. James. James was my brother and I had a real family. I had a mum and dad, I had a brother and you have your family. They're here with you" he kneels down "Everyone here wants to make you happy and I can see that you want nothing more than to return that favour to them. I see how happy you've made Remus and how happy you make Harry. You make your family happy and I hope one day you'll accept me as your family too" I wipe away a tear from my eye "Would it be too early to say I'm ready for that now?" He laughs "Not to me" I hug him and Harry walks in. "Well you two got off on the right foot" we pull away from the hug and Sirius wraps an arm around his shoulder. "You got a good one Harry" he grins "I know"

#harry potter x reader #Sirius black #remus lupin #remus #sirius #Weasleys #weasley #x reader #harry #harry potter

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yoursinfulurges · 5 years

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Baby Blue Circumstances

Winwin ×| Taeyong ×| Jaehyun ●| Johnny ×| Irregular Office Series.

Description:

In which a handsome, young, rich man tries to persuade you into giving him full custody of your kids. Because 'Technically they were his'.......

Warnings: Graphic sex, not-so-vanilla kinks, mentions of adoption, abortion, alcohol, toxic relations, child neglect, plot based.

If you do not like any of these then i advise you to go read something else in my blog.

I feel like i don't need disclaimers because it's obvious that this ain't real so....

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You scrambled to turn on the tv as the impatient three year old in your arm screams. Wincing at the sound as you hurriedly ran from one area to another. Your apartment filling with the sounds of high pitched cries, and overly positive pixilated cartoon characters. The cries seemed to only get louder as you placed her down for a millisecond, to swiftly grab her baby bottle from the microwave. It was well over Jaehye's feeding time, being that it was already two o'clock and that she usually ate at twelve. Your gaze shifts from the child in your arms to the other, peacefully sat on the sofa. Unlike his sister he was calm, even laughing at whatever the animated characters were saying. You smiled fondly at the child. And looked at Jaehye once more, noticing that her eyelids are at the midst of shutting, indicating that she was close to slumber. You smiled and slowly made your way to their shared bedroom. Entering the mellow, navy blue painted room; you carefully tried stepping over the lego's and ponies that were scattered all over the floor. Succeeding, and carefully placing your daughter on her bed. You wrapped her arms around her brown fuzzy teddy bear and gently tucked her in, not forgetting to close the curtains on your way out.

It had been exactly 1 year since you had adopted these two angels. Though it was a lifestyle that was quite hard adjust to, nonetheless you were glad you made the decision. You would've never imagined that you'd become a mother so soon, as you were just starting to get your life together. You were a college graduate one day and suddenly a mother of two the next. Your friends called you crazy; your father asked if you were mentally sane; your sister made it very clear to you she disapproved; whilst your mother tried persuaded you to do it. You were puzzled. But, you can truly say that it was the best decision of your life.

Yes it was a real pain in the ass at first, but now it's become second nature. You no longer have to wake up in the butt crack of dawn to feed them; as they were more than capable now to grab a baby bottle from the mini-fridge in their room. You saved up money and effort by potty training them. And your financials seemed to stabilized as you no longer needed to spend extra money on over priced diapers. You weren't exactly a natural at motherhood but over time you gained the skills and know the children like the back of your hand. Even having a stable routine for them, of course without the surprised tantrums and spontaneous needs for story times. Their favorite story by far was superwoman, as your daughter calls it. It the more child-friendly tale of how they came to be in your arms, but they didn't need to know that...

The story of these two touched you dearly. Really it was quite a fairytale. Whilst working as an editor for some fashion magazine you somehow caught wind of the story of these two from your co-works. It was said that they came from an unfit mother who neglected them, and left her twelve year old sister to care for the kids. Leaving them with sevier health problems. The mother was a drug addict that chose to spend her time at night clubs, instead of caring for her children. She liked the carefree lifestyle, and you tried to understand her, really. But everything went into the trash can after she was convicted for attempted murder of the kids, not to mention drug possession and distributing. You've met her and can truly say that she was the most vile and disgusting person you've ever met. And the father?.... that was uncertain... It saddened you to know that they were made by accident... Two precious and loving children were conceived with the soul purpose of pleasure.

You debated for weeks whether or not you should do it. Rolling out the con's and sticking with the pro's: a stable job with a nice boss that paid way over minimum wage, a big apparent, and a job that works from home most of the time. You've asked many for their opinions and while most encouraged you and applauded you, there were some that disapproved, your sister to be exact. You and her have always been close, her only being two years older. She was wise and you always trusted her guidance. You understood why she disapproved and couldn't really blame her. You were just getting your life together, this would just crumble everything down. You were sad that you couldn't get her approval, but you didn't really need her permission. It was mainly your parents who you really needed to consult with. Of course they were unsure at first but they trusted you and made sure you knew the responsibilities before encouraging you. You knew what you were doing. Those children needed a mother, they needed someone. And so, the very next day you found yourself leaving the orphanage in front of your work place, with two children at hand. They were happy, despite what they've gone through. Though you highly doubted that they even know what's happening.

That day was filled with so much laughter and fond memories. In just one day, you showed them more love than their previous mother ever did. They even refused to sleep in their own room, scared that when they wake up they'll be back at the hands of their unfit mother.

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a lound knock on the front door. You stood up from your previous spot, on the couch, and slowly made your way to the door. Slowly opening it to reveal a handsome young man, that looked to be in his early twenties. He was wearing a grey suit that look very expensive, with brown swept back hair, and newly polished shoes. He was undoubtedly the hottest person you've ever seen...

"May i help you?" You asked, hesitancy clearly evident in your voice. "Yes, are you Ms. Lee by any chance?" He smiled, proudly displaying his dimples. His chocolate drown eyes sparkling in what looked to be delight, as his deep husky voice erupted from his lips. "That's me." You nodded. "I don't know how to tell you this, but im the father of your child." Your jaw dropped a little as your eyes blink rapidly, heart pounding in disbelief as you looked at the man again. He looked calm, pleased almost. "What are you- Jaeun, g-go look after y-your sister please..." You ordered, eyes not leaving the man. To which the little boy nodded to before turning off the tv and scurrying off. Clearly understanding that a talk between you and the man needed to be held without his presence. "Sister?" The man infront of you mumbled to himself. "I-i think you need to come in." Unnervingly, you said. To which he replied, "very well..."

"I didn't get your name?" He asked as he sipped on the wine he opted for instead of water. "Y/n, you?" The atmosphere was quieter than space; and ten times more awkwarder than your interactions with your neighbors who mate like wild rabbits. How do you follow up 'im the father of your child' by 'how was your day?' No.

"Jaehyun." He placed the wine glass down before clrossing his legs, a smirk playing on his lips. "S-so jaehyun why are you here exactly?" Jaehyun hm? Well now you can see where the mother got her inspiration from. She was probably moaning the name the entire night...

You saw the resemblance between him and the children, like the dimples and eyes, also the cheeks. They looked more like him than the mom, he was definitely the father. "Look I'll be very honest here. I wanna take back my child. I was unaware that they existed and i wanna raise him as my own now. So how much will it take." Was he thinking that he could just pay you off like that? Fuck no. Who does he think he is. To walk in here thinking he can buy the children off you. They are your children now not his. If he wants them he's gonna have to kill you off first. You were enraged as a matter of fact.

"Excuse me!? Do you just think you can pay me off like that? They're my children now, not yours. You may be the father but they're under my custody now." It was evident in your voice that you were angry but your stature remained calm. So did his, he just sat there and sipped on his wine, angering you even more. Did he think this was some game? "Look y/n, how much do you want, im prepared to pay any amount." He probed once more. "I don't want your money." Did he think he was doing you some good? You had money too, financials are the last thing you should be worrying about...

"Very well then, i didn't wanna have to do this but, Ms. Lee y/n, im suing you." He couldn't sue you, he had nothing against you. He just hoped that you would buy his bullshit and give him what he wanted.

"Suing me? You have nothing on me. What are you gonna sue me for? I signed the legal papers that clearly stated they are my children now! It was never stated that there were two legal guardians that i needed signatures from. Technically, you can't sue me!"

Damn you were smart...

"Im still suing you."

"For what!"

"Emotional distress!"

"Emotional distress?! Unbelievable! Get out!" You scoffed. Anger flowing through your vains.

"Mommy what's with all the screaming?"

In the midst of glaring at jaehyun a high pitched voice spoke, breaking your strong gaze. Your eyes soften as you turn to the hallway and see both your kids innocently watching.

"Nothing baby, nothing. This man was just leaving, go back to your room." You softly uttered.

"There's two of them?..." Asked jaehyun as he takes in the child's features.

"Yes, they're twins." The tone you used was unreadable, a mix of defeat and agony.

"Can I just talk to them, please. Then I'll leave." He begged, a glimpse of desperation in his eyes. You couldn't say no, you just couldn't...

"Alright, but don't tell them you're their father. Their not ready yet..." Jaehyun nodded and you called the kids to sit with you. They were hesitant at first but eventually did.

"Hi." Jaeun was the first to speak up.

"Hello." Jaehyun laughed at the boys cuteness.

"I'm jaeun, who are you?" He asked, pointing at the males direction.

"I'm jaehyun, nice to meet you." Jaehyun spoke to the child with care and gentleness. You saw how eagerly he wanted to get to know them. Extremely vulnerable to rejection.

"Nice to meet you hyung, that's my sister jaehye, but she's really shy..." jaehyun diverts his attention to the little girl curled up in your arms and waves. Jaehye smiles and waves back at him before quickly hiding in your chest.

"Look, I'm not giving you full custody of my kids, but you are always welcome to come and see them." You said sternly, arms wrapping around the frail figure in your arms.

Jaehyun nodded and smiled. That day he left with an unshakable feeling of excitement and a new formed attraction towards you.

He knew then and there that he wanted to be the father of your children. And if you will have him, the husband of your dreams.

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geminidarksidehasawoken · 5 years

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Unbreak Me

Standstill

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Standstill:

It's been weeks, I can hear Hana and Drake's hushed voices trying not to wake... But I'm wide awake I can't sleep, can't sleep a wink, yet I've locked myself in my room because it's too hard to do anything else, expect work and pretend to sleep.

I curl on my side, tears leaking from my eyes so I just want to be alone, but they won't leave they've appointed themselves my caretakers and God knows if I was in my right mind, as clearly I am not I'd feel happy for their help. The bed edge dips and I can tell its Hana, she smells like rose petals and sunshine and it makes me want to puke. She stays silent by my side laying with me saying nothing, and I grip onto that bit of hope, that even though the man I'd hope to spend forever with broke me, Hana who I hated and loved was by my side.

I stand in the shower and Hana stands at the door, saying nothing, I've been feeling weak lately maybe I was gonna die from the pain, maybe life would be that kind to me. "Come, Drake is making soup and crackers, you need to eat" she whispers, drying my hair after l'd found about robe. She pampers me, and I feel weak, too weak to protest so I allow her, but inside I'm dying trying to find the independent woman I once was, but maybe I felt her when I left because I can no longer find me and that, that terrifies me. Would I spend my days pining for a man I couldn't have? Maybe? Because I couldn't imagine a life without him. Shaking off the feeling I walk with her my feet feeling like led, as we made it to the sitting room. My heart stops and the little fragments that are left of me frazzle into nothingness as I see him and her, smile blindly at the camera.

"The Queen and I had a wonderful honeymoon, we are committed to our service to each and every citizen..." My eyes sting and my vision blurs, white spots dancing behind my rapidly closing eyelids. My knees buckle and connect with the ceramic tile, then everything goes black.

I've got the mother of all headaches, I try to shield my face from the blinding light, hoping to burrow back into the darkness. It's loud and people are speaking frantically and I dread opening my eyes. "She's coming around"

A face of a woman I've never see before looms into view. "I'm doctor Ross, how do you feel?"

I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. She smiles at me her green eyes kind and soft. "You gave your friends quite the scare, but you and the little one are just okay, we will be keeping you for observation and ensure that you are able to eat and keep solids down before you are released.

My fuzzy head tries to process her words, but I can't seem to keep my eyes open and I drift off to sleep.

*Liam*

The sofa in my office has become accustomed to me sleeping here until the wee hours of the morning when I was sure Madeline was a sleep before heading to our shared quarters. It's not that she was an awful woman, she was in fact quite lovely, she was beautiful, and cunning, had I never met a certain someone then maybe we would have had a chance.

My train of thoughts are interrupted as Bastien announces that I have a visitor, I nod, bracing myself for whatever was to come, I dreaded it being Maxwell or Bertrand, they have made no secret that I was not their favorite person. "Hey, I thought you would be still making love to your wife instead of buried under a mountain of paper work" the beautiful redhead with green eyes belonging to my friend Olivia teases.

"Hey Liv" I say genuinely happy to see her I pull her into a hug and she kisses my cheek.

"What brings you by?" I ask sitting with her on the sofa.

She's looking everywhere but me, "You've lost weight, I'm worried about you" that's Olivia cutting straight to the point.

I'm not sure what to say, so I say nothing. "Li, I know its hard, but you can't keep doing this to yourself, this was the choice you made and you have to live with it."

Fury burns and snaps within me and I can't sit still so I pace, but I don't get far, she grips me by my shoulder and she's surprisingly strong, and turns me to face her.

"I know you miss her, hell I miss her and I didn't like her, but it's time to move forward."

Something finally breaks and everything that I've been holding back floods. "No, you don't know, I hurt the woman I love, I'm trapped in a marriage that there is no love, and my best friend isn't here, Liv, I-"

She pulls me into her and I sag against her small frame, hot tears spill from onto my cheeks and I hold her for dear life.

We are wrapped in that embrace until we are both all cried out.

"All right, so I hate to say this Li, but you need to decide, are you going to be a mere man pining after the woman he loves or are you going to step up and be the king we deserve?"

Her words were harsh, but it was what I needed to hear. It was the cold hard truth, I wasn't just a man I was a king with a kingdom to lead. We sit in silence for awhile then finally she sighs and stands to leave.

"Hey, I promise it gets easier" she says a remorseful look in her eyes but there is a conviction in her voice.

"How do you know?" I can't help but ask.

"I was once deeply in love with you" she whispers sadly, kissing my cheek and heading for the door.

On reflex, I grab her and she staggers back into me.

She lets out a frustrated breath.

"I was in love with you, but what I felt for you was nothing compared to what you shared with her, she was your soulmate"

I open my mouth to ask questions.

"Do you remember when I kissed you?"

I nod, as words failed me.

"I felt nothing no passion, because you heart had already belonged to another" she whispered kissing my cheek and leaving me there.

I enter my quarters, and Madeline is silently crying, as I enter she tries to compose herself, but it's too late. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" she responds and her voice is calm and hadn't I seen the tear tracks I wouldn't know.

"Madeline, don't make me ask again"

"I'm not one to admit defeat, but I'm not sure I can do this"

"This?"

"I understood your feelings for Riley, but to have you carry on with Olivia, that is too much, I've got my pride"

I'm confused, what the hell was happening here?

"Olivia?"

"Liam, don't insult me. I saw you and her tonight"

Realization hits, she was jealous, maybe she wasn't so cold and frigid after all.

1 Year ago

It was a bold move rushing after her, she had been crown queen of the day and Madeline couldn't let her have this one, she had to chose that moment to kiss me. I found her on the swing, she looked so small and defeated, I'd never really thought of the effect this was having on her. "Hey you didn't leave glass slipper for me to find" I say, hoping to get a chuckle out of her. But she only glares at me.

"Why are you here?" She asks clearly annoyed with my presence.

"I wanted to see how you were doing" I say honestly

"I'm fine, I'm always fine, now leave me alone before I start another scandal"

Not caring in that moment, I lift her chin.

"I know this is rough, and I'm sorry about Madeline, but know that I love you" she drops her head to my shoulder and pulls me between her leg for her hug.

"I love you too, now go back before you are missed" she says but she doesn't release me and I don't want to leave her. Cupping her cheeks I kiss her soundly, but one never is enough for either of us, our clothes become a heap on the ground and I am only content when I slide into her, she warm and always ready for me, and I love it. She straddles me, her nails carving into me, I swear I'll have scars as she rides out her pleasure, and I'm not far behind.

"What are you doing to me" I ask shakily as I hold her while we return to earth.

"You need to go" she kisses me and quickly hands me my clothes

I dress as quickly as I can, but I can't help but steal another kiss before returning to the people.

#choices trr #trr liam

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