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artemiseamoon · 2 years

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If This Is Our Destiny 2

Past! Angel x F reader ** | Future? Manny x F reader **

⚠️Warnings: flashback to the night of the attack, some anxiety, Angel Reyes 🙄

** woc/black/bipoc f readers to the front bbs. Anyone can read tho. You can image her as an OC ‘Princesa’ as well if that’s your preference 😁 many options to choose from.

An: I’ve never really been into the idea of someone calling me ‘mama’ or ‘ma’ but only one man can now (jeez thanks Rio)

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- Flashback, 2 months prior -

You close your eyes and take a slow deep breath. After a few seconds, you return to lighting the candles. Looking across the way, you notice all the guys are around the pool table, taking stock of ammo and guns.

Bishop eyes the supply. “You gonna burn through these boxes in 30 seconds.”

Turning around, your eyes scan the bottles on the shelves, you have an idea. Grabbing two from the shelf, you turn back and place them on the counter. “How about fire with fire?”

Angel, Ez and Bish all turn back and look at you. Bish nods, “yeah.”

- Flashback over -

“Hey ma, you good?” You come back to the present moment and find Manny leaning over the counter, those deep brown eyes observing you. His voice washes over you like a smooth drink. “You wiped that glass down three times, where’d you go?”

“Oh, sorry. “

You put the glass and towel down. After a quick scan of the room, you confirm you and Manny are alone. He’s still leaning over the counter, eyes fixed on you.

Dropping your voice to a whisper, you move closer to him, “Since the attack, sometimes I have these moments. Bits and pieces of it come back. I think I’m still processing it.”

“I’ve noticed.”

“Shit,” you rub your forehead, “is it that obvious?”

“Nah,” Manny shakes his head, “the first time you live through some shit like that, it’s hard to shake. Be easy with yourself.”

You smile, “thanks Manny.”

“You know I got you,” He stands upright and straightens out his shirt and kutte, “it's late Princesa. How you gettin’ home?”

You’ve developed a habit of getting lost in his eyes. It was too easy to become distracted by Manny: his voice, the way he held himself, those eyes, his long dark eyelashes, his lips, his cheekbones, his jawline, even the little silver stud in his left nostril…Manny was a work of art.

It’s not until you see a smile dance on his lips that you realize how long you’ve been staring. Pulling yourself together, you reach under the bar and grab your bag and jacket. "My car is still in the shop, so I’ll call a cab.”

You slip your jacket on then scan the bar once. It was clean enough. You thought the Santo Padre guys were messy, but the Yuma chapter took messy to a new level; it was like clearing up after a bunch of frat boys. Rude, handsy, disrespectful frat boys at that.

You thankfully had less incidents than the other women, thanks to a mix of kicking one in the balls and Angel and Ez coming to your defense. They nearly beat those guys to death, the post drama aside, most of the Yuma dudes backed off after that.

The only other incident happened a week and a half ago. You were bending over to pick something up off the floor and felt a greedy hand grab at you. Manny walked in just as it happened and ripped the asshole away from you. Chapter brother or not, he made it clear, you weren’t to be touched.

You flash Manny a smile, “I’m so glad you’re not like the others, seriously. I’ll be right back.”

You make a quick stop at the crappy excuse of a bathroom. After washing and drying your hands, you order a car and head toward the front door. You hear some hushed voices in Templo as you pass, it’s Bishop and Hank.

This is the third late night Manny walked you out. It was sweet, and as long as Angel wasn't around, you'd let him do it as much as he pleases. As you both descend the stairs, Manny makes an offer, “You know what, forget the cab. I’ll drop you off.”

“Yeah?” You ask with a smirk.

The idea of riding on Manny's bike while you hold him has crossed your mind many times. You were never bold enough to ask though…then there was Angel…he’d freak the fuck out if he ever saw that. The times you caught him watching you and Manny, it was like a blood vessel was going to burst any second.

“That is way better than a cab, I’ll take you up on it.”

Manny’s eyes light up at the sight of your smile. After a second or two, Manny sits on the bike and starts it up. He hands you the helmet, “come on ma.”

Riding on the back of Manny’s bike is exactly how you imagined. He feels good. This feels good. It’s like you were meant to be here. Hold him tight, head resting comfortably against his shoulder as you ride. You want this to last forever.

Somewhere near the halfway point of reaching your place, that ghost you can’t shake pops into your mind and suddenly you remember how it felt with Angel. You blink the thought away almost as fast as it comes. Not tonight. You wouldn’t let Angel Reyes haunt you tonight.

When you arrive at your apartment, Manny parks the bike and walks you to your door. You fiddle with your keys, knowing what you want to ask, but not sure if you should ask it. You lower your gaze, trying to figure out just how bold you were feeling.

Manny leans against the wall, “About that night,” you look up, fixing your eyes on his, “I didn’t know you were in there. Shit, “he shakes his head and stares past you, “I think about it you know. You could have been hurt…or worse.”

You grab his forearm. “Hey, we didn’t know each other Manny. I don’t blame you for that. It was inner club shit and I happened to be inside while it went down.” You give his arm a light squeeze. “How was I supposed to know we’d meet.”

The guilt in his eyes is quickly replaced by something else, something lighter, more relaxed. The moment that smile returns to his lips, your heart beats faster. In his normal chill demeanor, Manny relaxes further against the wall, “Yeah, you're right.”

“I am.” You reply and squeeze his arm once more before letting him go.

Manny watches you lift your hand, then his eyes float back up to yours. Feeling a surge of confidence, you soon say the words that have been lingering on your lips. Sure, you spend a lot of time thinking about the consequences of this, but you want this, you want Manny. And all his flirting, sexy smiles, lingering glances, the way he gently touches your arm and shoulder; it all tells you he feels the same.

“Um, so - “you pause, breathing into it, “would you like to come in?”

You wait for a yes, it doesn't come.

The night suddenly feels too quiet. Like it’s taunting you for being so forward and reckless. You notice the tension in his brows, he’s thinking something, but not saying it.

“Sorry, never mind. Thank you for the ride though.” You turn to your door quickly and put the key in. When you hear the click, you push it open and rush inside.

“Wait, hold up, “Manny follows you inside and closes the door gently behind him.

Still not looking back at him, you hang your keys on the hook and flip on the lights.

“Manny, really, it’s fine. Just forget it happened.” You talk with your hands, walking toward the kitchen to get away from him. You hope he’ll turn and leave, then you can sit with your embarrassment alone.

“Nah, hold up,” Manny catches up and gently grabs your hand. You don’t pull away, instead you turn to face him, “I’m feelin' you, Ma,” Manny holds your hand tighter, his eyes soft on yours, “but, you and Angel, that's gotta be done. For real.”

“We are.” You stare up at him, feeling confused. “We’ve been done for months.”

Manny doesn’t say anything. You can tell by the way he’s looking at you that he wants to believe you, he really does, but doesn’t. The sweet free feeling of being on his bike is now gone. The air in your apartment suddenly feels thin.

“Did,” you take your hand away, “did he say anything to you?”

Manny gently lifts your chin with his fingers, your eyes meet his, “he may have a different idea of being done Princesa.”

“Fuck,” you break eye contact. Manny gently caresses your cheek, then takes his hand away.

You cross your arms and pace, anger building in your body, imagining all the shit Angel could have said in your mind. Angel Reyes imploded things; he blew shit up. He had a real talent for it. Sadly, this isn't the first time you heard something like this.

Manny stands behind you and rests his hand on your left shoulder, “I’m going to head out. Unless you want me to sit with you for a while?”

“No, it’s okay,” you sigh and face him, “go home. It’s really late.”

You couldn’t be mad at him; Manny was looking out for himself and didn’t want to get involved in anything messy. You and Angel were the definition of messy and you’ve been trying your hardest to change that.

“You gonna be alright?” Manny asks, drawing you into a hug. You relax against him, taking in his scent and the way he feels.

You close your eyes. “I’ll survive.”

The hug lingers for a while longer. You don’t want to let go, Manny doesn’t either. When the hug finally breaks you miss it already. You walk him to the door and wait until he rides off to go back inside.

It takes 23 minutes. 23 minutes and 11 seconds before you give in and send a text. You were fuming by this time and what comes out of you is a brick wall of a text; a purge of sharp words and every curse you could think of. It feels good, it feels really fucking good. Until you read it over. Then, you feel defeated.

Even after leaving his ass for the 2nd time almost 4 months ago, he still had a hold on you. Enough of a hold to make you a rage filled teary-eyed mess as you texted him. It was supposed to be easier four months out, right?

Though you hated him right now, you did care about him, loved him, loved his family. Angel was maybe the most damaged person you know, and you had to remind yourself, love or not, history or not, it wasn’t your job to fix him or soothe his wounds. You delete the very honest, very scathing text and write something else.

{You: We need to talk. Free tomorrow?}

Three dots appear instantly, it makes you wonder if he felt you texting him. You two had a weird ass connection like that. The three dots linger a while, with his new name in your phone, ‘do not text’

{Angel: is this your stubborn ass way of asking me to come over?}

You roll your eyes and almost smile, almost.

{You: No. I mean talk, literally.}

Three dots appear, then vanish.

{You: Tomorrow, I’ll stop by. Around 8? Just please wait for your groupie sex fest until after I leave. I don’t need to see that shit.}

{Angel: It could be me and you, querida, like old times.}

You write something, delete it, then pause. He doesn’t write either. You put your phone down beside you on the bed and rub your face with your hands. Your phone buzzes.

[Angel: fuck this texting shit, I’m coming over.}

“Oh my god,” panicking, you quickly type telling him not to come. Then you dial his number and call. He doesn’t pick up. Knowing Angel, he was likely on his bike, speeding over here right now.

Your suspicion is right, a knock arrives at your door only 21 minutes later. You don’t want to open the door, but you know him, he’s obnoxious and will knock until you do.

When you open the door, the first thing you notice is how tired he is. He leans against the doorframe and stares down at you. It’s near impossible to look away, the tall strong figure you knew so well, that beard you love, those tattoos: he’s even wearing the backward cap and sleeveless t-shirt combo you loved. Asshole, he did this on purpose.

Angel’s hungry gaze moves over your form, then lingers on your bare legs. “You put that one on for me?” He asks with a smirk.

You glance down and realize what shirt you’re wearing. It was a simple, oversized band tee. The shorts you have on underneath are hidden by the length. When you changed your clothes, you just pulled one out without looking. It was Angel's favorite too.

“It’s for me,” you grip the handle tighter, “I told you not to come over.”

Angel shrugs, “ phone died.”

You roll your eyes, knowing he’s lying and try to close the door. Angel blocks it, steps inside, then closes it behind him. He smells like beer, cigarettes and leather.

“Angel -”

“I knew you missed me, I could tell by the way you look at me from the bar, all heart eyes and shit.”

“You’re delusional. And an asshole.”

You head toward him with the intention of opening the front door. As you pass him, Angel grabs your arm and slips his free hand behind your head. Before you can protest, Angel leans in and crashes his lips against yours.

With wide eyes you watch him kiss you. You can feel your body reacting, despite telling it not too. You always loved the way it feels, being pressed beneath him.

Your hands are flat against his chest now, for a brief moment you slide them down, feeling his muscles. Your eyes start to close, you almost give in - almost.

You push him away with a shove and step back, putting distance between your bodies. Your heart is pounding now, you take a moment to catch your breath. Angel’s kisses, just like the rest of him, were sinfully seductive and addictive. One taste has the power to regress all the work you’ve done.

You don't want that. You want better. You need better.

Angel responds as expected to the rejection. He steps back, doing that thing he does with his head when he’s pissed. “Yo what the fuck?!”

“We don’t kiss!” You bark at him. “Angel, we are not a couple, we’re not lovers…we’re not even friends right now. You can’t pull shit like that!” You take another step back and cross your arms, shielding your body from him.

Angel sucks his teeth and brushes you off.

“That’s really fucking rude, you know that right?”

“Shit, like you care. "Angel hissed venomously. He paces at the other end of the hall. “You fucking broke up with me, remember?” Angel walks away and heads into your kitchen.

I can’t fucking believe this guy. Cursing under your breath, you follow him inside and find him opening your fridge, his back toward you.

“You fucking confusing you know that?”

You can barely believe what you’re hearing. “ME? How the fuck am I confusing, Angel? I’ve stayed away from you for months! I don’t text you, even when you text me. We only see each other at the clubhouse. I ignored your late-night drunk calls. How the fuck am I confusing?”

With fast angry steps, you storm toward the fridge and slam it shut before he can grab anything. The act of aggression surprises him, he takes a step back and stares at you.

Your body is almost shaking with anger now. The tense expression on his face melts to something else, amusement. He chuckles and leans into the nearby counter.

“You cute when you’re all pissed off and shit.”

“Oh my god.” you take a deep breath and rest your hands on your hips, “everything's a joke, isn’t it?”

“Not everything.” He tilts his head to the side and smiles. When you don’t, he leans over and smiles wider, “come on, where is it?”

He’s not going to ease it out of you, even though he almost does. You keep control of your expression. The bastard was charming. And this has worked in the past. But you don’t want to get stuck there, you want to move toward the future. A future that might have Manny as part of it. You step around to the other side of the counter and rest your hands on the surface, trying to sort your thoughts.

“Querida,” Angel walks over to you and grabs your shoulder.

“Don’t call me that.” You lift his hand and move a few steps away.

Angel stays where he is and lowers his head, “You know what I was doin' when you texted?”

You raise a brow, “Fucking your problems away?”

Angel chuckles, “naw. I was layin' on the couch, watching that shitty Novela. The one you used to watch with me. I had me thinkin' about you and shit…. about us…about tryin' again.” The vulnerability in his eyes almost melts your heart. But you stay strong. “How's that shit go…third times a charm or whatever? Don’t you wanna see if that's true?”

The weight of this words plus spending all day on your feet hits you all at once. You go to the table and sink into the chair closest to the window. Angel doesn’t say anything, he alternates between staring down at his feet and you.

You take a breath, exhale, then speak, “If we ever find our way to each other again, Angel, it will be as friends. Just friends. Remember that? I miss that version of us. Everything was so easy. So uncomplicated.”

Angel rubs the back of his neck, eyes cast down. You know if he could, he would light a cigarette right now. But he seems respectful of your no-smoking rule. Eventually, he mutters, “I fuckin miss you. This shits got me all fucked up. You think this is easy?” He glances over at you from under his brows.

“For you? Easier. You just drink, smoke and fuck to bury it.”

He scoffs, “It’s not even like that, not all the time. You don’t see all the times I go home alone or fucking drive out to the middle of nowhere just to clear my head. The shit never works by the way.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Angel.”

“I gotta see you every week, without being with you. Don’t get me started on those Yuma motherfuckers. Flirting with you and shit, like I’m not even there. Especially that skinny fuck with the stupid neck tattoo…his ass properly making friendship bracelets with Ez right now.” He shakes his head.

You suppress a laugh and store away the ‘i miss you’ you can't handle that right now. “You jealous? Ez can have friends you know.”

Angel pulls out the chair across from you and sits with a dramatic sigh. You stare at each other in silence.

You speak first, “I wish you didn’t come over. I had a long ass day and this -" you pause and rub the bridge of your nose, “let’s just do this then.” You open your eyes, “I hope one day we can be friends again; I would like that. But I could never be your girl again, ever. We tried and each time it failed. I don't want to be that person who keeps going back to a fucked situation.”

He’s quiet, eerily quiet. His brown eyes are heavy with pain, anger, and something you can’t name.

“I’ve been hearing you telling people we’re together or hinting at it. You can’t do that. I’m not property. I’m not yours. I was going to ask what you’re telling people but honestly, I’m way too tired Angel. I can’t even - “

He abruptly pushes back in the chair and stands. Cursing under his breath, he glares down at you. “I fucking knew it. Who is he?”

Your eyes locked on his, you lean over the table, “my personal life is no longer any of your business, Angel. You are not allowed to ask that.”

When you don’t back down, he kicks the chair. You rise to your feet.

“No! That is not happening here, you are not breaking my furniture. Go, leave!” You point to direction of the door.

He’s got the look of a wild animal now, chest heaving. He takes a step back, then another. Angel turns and leaves the apartment; you hear the door close behind him followed by his bike roaring up the street.

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The next morning

Tired isn’t enough to describe how you feel right now. Your eyes float over to the closed door of Templo, they’ve been in there for a while now. Manny arrived at the early end, though he said good morning and greeted you with his usual smile he felt distant.

Angel barreled in on the border of being late, he walked in without acknowledging you, which was fine, you didn’t want to look at him either. You try to keep yourself busy and focus on getting through the day.

When the meeting ends, the door slides open, and members start to refill the room. Some make their way to the bar, and you start putting a few beers on the counter. Your eyes follow the Reyes brothers as they walk out and through the front door, followed by Manny.

The new hire, whose name you refuse to remember, also Angel’s newest poor coping habit, rushes through the door.

“I’m so sorry I’m late. My alarm - “

Narrowing your eyes at her, you step back as she walks behind the bar. “I’m taking a break.” You say and leave her.

Stepping outside, you linger off to the side and watch as a black van pulls up before Ez, Angel and Manny. A man gets out with a middle-aged white guy with a ton of luggage. The scene before you becomes even more bizarre when you notice a kid. When the door opens again, you duck back inside and head to the bar.

When Manny, Ez and Angel don’t return, a knot forms in your stomach. It’s likely Alvarez sent them on a job. Everything was already tense and though your mind doesn’t want to go there, you feel yourself thinking the worst. What if your name came up? What if Manny and Angel had a confrontation?

Working on autopilot, you hand off a few more drinks and hope for the best.

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No Longer Alone Together: Part 4

Part 4 | Masterlist

December 10th: Santa Day

They meet the LaMontagne’s there in Kirkland Falls, parking and paying for their spot on the side of the road for the day. The kids are all bundled up, JJ has a thermos full of coffee and Penny has shown up too. It’s the first year that the Santa parade and craft show is back on since covid, so everyone is out this year.

The streets are filled with people and vendors, there’s cider and mulled wine, the streets smell like ginger and the sound of laughter and sleigh bells ring all around them.

It’s finally Christmas again.

She keeps Noelle close, Penny and Luna hold hands just in front of her and behind her, Spencer and Atlas are deep in conversation with Henry. Will has Michael on his shoulders, JJ holds hands with Rosie. They get snacks and pick a good seat for the parade together, catching candy canes and screaming along to the songs being blasted from the floats. They wave at Santa, excited to see him later at the photo ops… it was only Henry who currently knew Santa wasn’t real and he promised not to break the hearts of his little siblings and cousins.

It’s hard to believe he’s 13 now and Rosie is 9… it’s all blown by so fast since the first time they were here.

Like clockwork, they separate into 2 teams, the girls normally go and shop together one way and the boy's shop on the other side of the town, only this year Noelle and Atlas switched teams.

Noelle wanted to be with Michael… they’re 6 (almost 7) and spend every moment possible together. Will jokes about them getting married one day, Y/N’s not at all ready to even humour him. And Laura likes to remind him that gay people exist and statistically, with her love for dirt bikes and skateboards, it doesn’t bode well for his theory.

Atlas on the other hand, he really wanted to go with his mom so he could get something special with his own money that he’s been saving these last few months. You see, every time the kids saw their grandparents, Liam handed them each a crisp ten-dollar bill to spend on anything of their choosing. They loved to spoil their grandkids, she couldn’t blame them.

He holds her hand through all the stores, for being almost 8 years old, she’s so lucky he’s still cuddly and loves being by her side. Luna stays with aunty Penny, off looking at the homemade baby doll clothes that one of the vendors make, while Rosie stuck by JJ.

“How much money do I have again?” Atlas asked, tugging on her coat sleeve slightly.

“40 dollars,” she remembers putting 4 10s in her wallet for him, this morning.

“Is that a lot right now?” He asks, overhearing too many grown-up conversations about inflation and how stupid the price of lettuce was getting. He now knew that sometimes what looked like a lot of money, wasn’t, and what normally wasn’t worth a lot sometimes became expensive based on demand.

“Yeah, I’m sure you can get something nice with it,” she assures him. “If you see anything else after you’ve spent it, I don’t mind paying for it, it’s Christmas after all.”

He takes his time looking around, making note of what is offered and where, following in his mom's footsteps of not making a big decision until she knows all her options. “I think I want to go back to that lady who’s selling the homemade cardigans… I want to buy the purple and green one for dad.”

“Awe, okay,” she thinks thats a wonderful idea. “Let me just tell aunty Penny,” she explains while looking over the racks in this store they’re in. She spots penny and waves her over, they explain where they’re going and she agrees to stick with Luna till they catch up again.

She holds Atlas’s hand all the way down the street on their way back to the venders set up in the town hall, where they started their search for presents. Luckily, the other half of their group wasn’t there now, they wouldn’t run into them and ruin the surprise.

“Oh, welcome back,” the kind older woman remembers them, it was hard to forget Atlas and his sweet little face and confident voice.

“Hi,” he gives her a sweet smile. “How much was that cardigan?” He points up at the same one he inquired about earlier.

It’s hand knit in an array of greens and purples that normally fill Spencers wardrobe, it would go with most of his dress shirts and slacks, and all of his brown shoes too. It’s exactly what Spencer would pick if he was shopping on his own and his son knew that.

“For you, $40,” she lowers the price from last time, the last time Y/N asked and it was $60. “Are you thinking about getting it for someone special? It’s far too big for you, just yet.”

He nods, “for my dad…” he turns right to his mom then, “can I have my money? I’m going to get it.”

“Sure thing,” she searches her purse for her wallet and unzips it, pulling out 4 10 dollar bills and counting them out before she hands them to him. “Are you sure you want to use your money? I can get it for you?”

“Yes, Christmas is about giving, remember? I want to do it,” he assures her.

She wants to tear up, he’s so cute and so grown up. She remembers the first time she was at this very Christmas market, with a very tiny Henry who was just as adamant about getting a present for his new baby sister… “okay, go for it, love bug.”

Atlas hands the lady the money with a huge smile, “can I please buy that cardigan?”

“Of course,” she’s so happy to help him. She puts her money in the change box safely and then reaches for the cardigan. “Would you like a pretty bag and some tissue paper for it?”

He nods, “yes please… um, is it extra?”

“Not for you, sweetie,” she can’t help but give in to him. “It always warms my heart to see young people so excited to give gifts. I want to help you make this special for your dad… how old are you?” She asks, folding the cardigan up nicely in some tissue paper.

“I’m going to be 8 on the 20th,” he shares with a big smile.

“Happy early birthday,” she cheers. “So young and so thoughtful, you should be proud, mom.”

“Oh, I am,” she can’t help the smile on her face as she watches on. “He’s the best little guy in the world,” she hooks an arm around him and pulls him back into her space, kissing the top of his hat-covered head gently.

Once he has his purchase, he thanks the lady and waves to her as they walk away, Y/N holds his other hand on the walk back outside, unable to stop smiling at how proud she is.

Outside, they take a seat on the bench together quickly, “did you know when I first started dating your dad, we came here and I got a present for you both, well before I was even pregnant with you?”

“Really?”

She nods softly, “yep. I got a little cardigan that looked like one Spence— your dad, used to wear to visit me at work and I thought when we finally got pregnant I’d tell him with it and then you’d be able to match one day.”

“Is it the cardigan from the photo in my room?” He asks, eyes wide and full of wonder.

She nods, “thats the one. Henry helped me pick it out and then for Christmas he got me a little dress for if we had a girl first.”

“That’s so nice,” Atlas cheers, looking up at her with a sweet smile.

He looks so much like his dad that sometimes it hurts her heart knowing they’re only ever going to have the one boy. No more Spencer mini-me’s… unless PJ stopped looking more like Laura’s side and more like Spencer, but they doubt that would happen.

The first time she was at this Christmas market she was looking for a gift for Spencer to tell him when she got pregnant, Now, she’s pregnant again and needs a fun way to tell the rest of their kids.

“Can I tell you a secret? You can’t tell your sisters yet…” She whispers, watching him nod with excitement, “I’m having another baby…”

“Really?” He lights right up, “when?”

“In the summer, July sometime,” she doesn’t give an exact day cause it could happen anytime that month.

“Does dad know?”

She nods, “yeah, we’ve already gone to an appointment to see the baby and everything… I want to tell your sisters soon, you think you can help me with that?”

He nods, “yeah! What should we do?”

“I was thinking now that you’re almost 8, maybe you can stay up a little later and help me make them both some best big sister shirts?” She offers, “I think you’re old enough to get an extra hour with us at night now?”

He hugs her so tight, “I am, I promise… and then I can see you more after work.”

“My thoughts exactly,” she kisses the top of his hat-covered head again. “I love spending time with you, my sweet boy.”

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They meet the rest of the family back by Santa’s photo op booth. Spencer had signed them up for family photos last week, assuring that they got a time slot with Santa in case the whole state of Virginia decided to come to Santa day. Which, looking back on it, now that the line is as long as the street is, it was such a smart move on Spencer's part.

They get all the kids into one photo and it’s hilarious. Henry looks miserable with his newfound teen angst, Rosie stands beside Atlas with a big smile. Noelle and Michael are busy pinching each other and making the other laugh, all while Luna sits on Santa’s lap with a sweet smile, looking like a paid actress hired to sit there. All their personalities were perfectly on display, it was hilarious.

They also get an individual family photo to send out to their parent's retirement home, Derek in Chicago and Hotch in Seattle. But maybe they won’t send one to Derek, seeing as him, Sav and Hank were finally coming to the All-idays party this year. It’s been so long since the kids have seen uncle Derek, they missed him a lot but he had to move to take care of his mom with his sisters.

While Spencer is getting the photos printed, she stands with JJ, and the kids are with Will and Penny getting hot chocolate and cookies just down the street. She’s taking deep breaths, rubbing her tummy, not feeling all too well and JJ can see that.

“Do you want to go sit?” JJ asks, knowing from Will that she is pregnant again.

She nods, taking JJ’s hand and walking with her over to the nearest bench to take a seat. JJ whips out her phone almost right away, sending will a text asking him to see if the vendor they’re at also has some ginger ale for her. “Do you want a snack or something?”

She shakes her head, “no, I’m afraid to puke in front of the girls… they don’t really know yet.”

“Atlas does?”

She nods, “yeah, I just told him… I got all nostalgic about being here with Henry the first time, dreaming of being pregnant with Spencer’s babies and now I am and ugh it’s not as dreamy as I thought.”

“Not at all,” JJ agrees with a smile. “Will told me everything, how are you feeling about it?”

“Nervous, but good,” she’s honest. “You could have another too and then we’d be tied again?”

She laughs, “yeah, no thanks!”

Y/N laughs too, “I figured, you’re too busy with work right now, anyway… how are you doing, anyway? I haven’t talked to you in forever it seems?”

“i know, the Sicarius case kicked my ass, honestly,” she straightens her posture the way she does when she’s uncomfortable. “I’m just glad we have 2 weeks off… you know, unless—

“Kids or terrorism, I know the drill,” Y/N remembered, breaks weren’t really breaks, they were always on call for the big things.

“Yeah… honestly, they offered me a retirement package in the hospital after the explosion and I’m still thinking about it,” she shares, and Y/N can tell that she hasn’t told anyone that before. The look on her face is one of guilt and regret.

“Was it a lot of money?”

She nods, eyes wide as if the number was a lot larger than Spencer's, “really? Damn…”

“I love my job, I really do, but at the same time, I’m so tired of these fuckers turning their heat back on us, this call was way too fucking close this time… it might not be just a close call next time.”

“It’s crazy to think about everything you guys have gone through,” Y/N shakes her head in disbelief. “I wouldn’t blame you for wanting to leave… could you get a job with Will?”

“I’ve been thinking about it,” she admits. “I’ve been offered some captain positions in DC, I’d never be his captain, that would be weird, but I think being on the force would still be fulfilling for me and I could build a better relationship between the locals and the feds having been one.”

“True,” she pretends to know anything about the cop world… it wasn’t something she paid much attention to now that Spencer was an author and not a fed. “It would be nice to have you around more… I know Will misses you a lot during the week ‘cause he spends his time bugging me.”

“He considers you his best friend after me, you know that?” JJ smirks, not jealous in the tiniest bit.

Y/N nods with a smile, “he’s 3rd on my list, Spence and Laura are up there first.”

“He knows that too,” JJ wraps her arm around her and pulls her into a side hug. “This is all I ever wanted for Spence, you know when I told him to just see where life took him…”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, either,” Y/N rests her head against JJ’s with a sweet smile. “I knew you guys were like a family when I started dating him, but this… this is everything.”

December 12th: Growing Up

It’s another regular Monday night in the Reid household, only tomorrow Y/N doesn’t have to go to work. She has her annual 12 days off coming up, and she’ll go back in on Boxing Day… the day after Christmas was surprisingly busy at the museum, and with most families having their vacation time after Christmas, the museum was the perfect place to spend the Monday after Christmas.

She’ll probably even bring Atlas that day she goes back, he can meet some of her friends at the Air and Space museum and have his own tour while the girls stay home with Spence. Noelle will probably ask to go see Michael, and Luna will want to see Penelope and show her all the new bows and dresses she got for Christmas… it’ll be a great Boxing Day.

But today, today's just a normal Monday. The kids go to school, she goes to work for noon, they come home from school to their dad, she comes home at 7:30, just in time to tuck them in. Normal as ever.

Luna and Noelle go down to bed quite easily, they always slept the hardest on a Monday night. The excitement from the weekend mixed with the exhaustion of waking up early again tuckered them out right around 8. Atlas, on the other hand, was sitting up in bed with one of his new space books, waiting to be tucked in when Y/N opened his door.

“Hey, love bug,” she smiles at him and then holds her finger over her mouth to keep his voice down. “Do you want to come and spend more time downstairs with me and your dad?”

He nods like his head is on a spring, throwing his blankets back and jumping out of bed in a hurry. He gives her a big hug at the door and takes her hand in his on the way back down the stairs together. Spencer’s surprised to see him coming down too, “did you forget something?”

“Nope,” Y/N smirks, taking a seat on the living room couch beside Spencer and pulling Atlas into her lap for a snuggle. He’s getting so big but he’s still her little baby as he lays his head on her shoulder and wraps his arms around her middle. “I was thinking he’s old enough to stay up till 9:30 now… what do you think?”

“Yeah, I think thats a great idea,” Spencer snuggles into her side and wraps an arm around Atlas too. “This is nice.”

The room is all festive, with the main lights off and the Christmas tree on. The electric fireplace under the TV is going, blankets are out, even Bozo the cat, who’s very old and hides under their bed most of the day, is cuddled up on the tree skirt. It’s so cozy and exactly how she always dreamed her life would look one day.

“We were going to plan something to tell the girls about the baby,” she whispers, reminding Atlas that she was pregnant again.

He sits right up with a smile, “can I tell them for my birthday next week?”

“Oh, honey? Don’t you want the day to just be about you?” Y/N worries, never wanting to take any attention off him when he was already losing attention due to the close proximity to Christmas.

“I don’t mind sharing,” he assures them with a confident smile that makes his brown eyes glisten in the Christmas tree lights. “I want to tell them.”

“Okay,” she agrees easily. She can’t say no to him very often, he’s just too cute. “How do you want to tell them?”

“Do you still have my little cardigan from that picture in my room?”

“I do…” she feels her heart swell just imagining where he’s going with this.

“What if we wrap it and I can give it to them and explain it’s for our new baby?”

She turns to Spencer who’s just as blown away by how sweet that is, they shake their heads, amazed that they made him. “Yeah, bug, we can do that,” Spencer rubs his back gently, “thats a really sweet idea.”

“Is it a boy or a girl?” He wonders aloud.

“A girl,” Y/N smiles. “You’re going to have 3 little sisters now.”

“Oh good,” he sighs, almost as if he’s relieved.

“Did you want another sister?” Y/N can’t help but laugh.

He nods, “Michael is a nuisance… that’s what Will says, anyway, and he’s always messing with Rosie so I don’t want a brother, I like how nice my sisters are.”

They both laugh at how he picks up new words and repeats them, his vernacular was getting huge. “You’re a good brother, that’s why they’re nice to you,” Y/N rubs his back with a smile, “you’re all so good to each other I was a little worried you wouldn’t want another baby to ruin it all.”

“There’s new babies in the family all the time?” He looks at her like she grew two heads, like how did she not notice all the babies? “Baby Rose Mary, then PJ, now aunty Laura’s new baby and yours… every year we have a new baby.”

“I think this baby is going to be the last baby in our family for a while,” Spencer presses his lips together awkwardly, feeling bad for breaking the news to him like this. “We’re all getting too old to keep having babies.”

“You remember what we told you about how babies are made right? Mama’s eggs aren’t the best anymore,” she feels a twinge of sadness as she explains it. Sighing with a frown. “When people who can get pregnant reach 35 there’s a lot more risks for the babies to be born with medical issues.”

“Oh,” he looks worried as he carefully lays his hand on her stomach. “Is she okay?”

She nods, putting back on a smile, “she is, she’s just going to look a little different from you and your sisters and she might be really tiny too.”

“Smaller than PJ was?”

She nods, “yeah… she has something called down syndrome, do you know what that is?”

He shakes his head, Y/N turns to Spencer, hoping he knew how to explain it a bit better.

He nods, knowing what to say, “so mom has 23 chromosomes in her eggs and I have 23 in the sperm… and uhh, and sometimes when people get older they can pass on more that 23, which is what happened with your sister. She has an extra chromosome and that means she’s going to have smaller features and possibly a learning disability or speech problems. She’s going to be a little different but we’re going to love her all the same, right?”

He nods, “I love her so much already.”

It was that simple. Kids are so wonderful, it takes just a second to explain something new to them and set expectations of kindness. She was going to look different and possibly experience the world a lot differently, but she was his littler sister. Of course, he was going to love her.

He had so much love in his perfect little heart to give.

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Razgatlioglu in front of Rea and Bautista on Friday at the Circuito San Juan Villicum

The reigning World Champion was in good form in Argentina, with his title rivals chasing hard. Friday highlights - WorldSBK P1 – Toprak Razgatlioglu (Pata Yamaha with Brixx WorldSBK) - Razgatlioglu set his fastest time of 1'37.511s in the morning session. - He was one of the few riders who did not improve their time in FP2. “I just enjoyed today, just a problem with the heat. Tomorrow it will be a little bit better but Sunday it could be hotter again. Anyway, it’s a very good start. The position isn’t very important for me, we need a good lap time and a good way of working for the race. I’m feeling ready to race but the races are always difficult here. We will see. We are fighting for the win and we need good points for the Championship. I’m not thinking about this, just about winning the race.”

P2 – Jonathan Rea (Kawasaki Racing Team WorldSBK) - Rea finished Friday in second, 0.196s behind Razgatlioglu. - His best time of 1'37.707s was set in FP2. “I just enjoyed today, just a problem with the heat. Tomorrow it will be a little bit better but Sunday it could be hotter again. Anyway, it’s a very good start. The position isn’t very important for me, we need a good lap time and a good way of working for the race. We are working and we see the other riders. I’m feeling ready to race but the races are always difficult here. We will see. We are fighting for the win and we need good points for the Championship. I’m not thinking about this, just about winning the race. It was a solid day. We started off with a good rhythm straight away. We got to work quite quickly to understand our bike setup, the tyres and we did a lot of laps with not too many changes with the bike. Tonight, I expect to put everything together with the team to try and make a step forward with the setup. All in all, I was really satisfied with the condition the track was in today. I understood both tyres, front and rear options, to make the choice clearer. The forecast tomorrow is for the temperature to be a bit lower than Sunday. We just need to make a step with the bike setup. I’ve got clever people in the garage and I’m sure they can put their heads together.”

P3 – Alvaro Bautista (Aruba.it Racing – Ducati) - The Championship leader posted a 1'37.986s to take third in the combined standings. - He finished 0.475s behind Razgatlioglu. “Today has been a very busy Friday for me, because three years ago on the Ducati, I didn’t have really good reference. In the morning, we just made two long runs just to get the reference and to see the track conditions, because on this track, on Friday morning it’s always a bit dirty. Today it was really nice; the grip was really good, so we could be fast from the beginning. This afternoon, we did some big changes on the bike to see if we can improve something, because it’s been a long time since I’ve ridden here with Ducati. It didn’t work as expected so we came back to our morning setup. It’s been positive because we removed some tests from our mind and tomorrow, we can focus on tyre performance, improve some electronics and be more precise on the bike setup.” P4 – Alex Lowes (Kawasaki Racing Team WorldSBK) - Lowes finished fourth in FP2, leaving him fourth in the combined standings going into Saturday. "Friday wasn't too bad. Obviously, the temperatures this afternoon were really hard. I was working hard to choose between the different front tyre options. Obviously, we have two less options than in Europe, two options on the front, a softer and a harder one. So, there were a little bit of work on that. It's always so hard when the track is so hot and the front tyre starts to move a little bit, but my pace was OK. I'd like to improve a little bit, especially after eight laps on the rear tyre. But we're in the mix, we're not too far away." P5 – Andrea Locatelli (Pata Yamaha with Brixx WorldSBK) - Locatelli’s FP1 best time of 1'38.082s allowed him to finish fifth in the combined results. "It was an interesting day. We started the day in a positive way, so this is a good point. This morning was a bit easier, the feeling on the track was immediately great and this afternoon was really hot. We tried to find something in the hot conditions, but it was really difficult to ride. I think we understood many things to prepare the bike for tomorrow and to have more data for tomorrow. So, this was a good thing for us. I'm happy about today." P6 – Axel Bassani (Motocorsa Racing) - Completing Friday’s top six, Bassani was the best independent rider with a best time of 1'38.443s. "It was a good Friday, but I don't have a good feeling with the bike. In FP1 and FP2, we tried to understand the problem, but we couldn't find a solution. I hope tomorrow to find a good setup. I have a lot of issues with the front of the bike, especially on the brakes. When try to go in the corner, the bike moves a lot. I don't have the feeling to push 100%. But we're good, we're in the top five. We are fast and this is good, and I hope tomorrow to be able to fight for the podium because I like the track. " To note: Iker Lecuona (Team HRC) was the fastest Honda rider in seventh, whilst the lead BMW rider was Scott Redding (BMW Motorrad WorldSBK Team) was eighth. WorldSBK action resumes on Saturday from 10:00 (Local Time) with the FP3 session, followed by Tissot Superpole at 12:10 and Race 1 at 15:00.

The WorldSBK family observed a minute of silence in memory of Victor Steeman who sadly passed away last week WorldSBK Combined Results after FP2 1. Toprak Razgatlioglu (Pata Yamaha with Brixx WorldSBK) 1’37.511s 2. Jonathan Rea (Kawasaki Racing Team WorldSBK) +0.196s 3. Alvaro Bautista (Aruba.it Racing – Ducati) +0.475s 4. Alex Lowes (Kawasaki Racing Team WorldSBK) +0.557s 5. Andrea Locatelli (Pata Yamaha with Brixx WorldSBK) +0.571s 6. Axel Bassani (Motocorsa Racing) +0.932s For more info checkout our dedicated World Superbike News page World Superbike News Or visit the official World Superbike website WorldSBK.com Read the full article

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To Find Your Way Home (Chapter 5)

Chapter 5: Gemn Corporation Tweeted:

Someone let Emu have access to the Gemn Corp Twitter. Events ensue.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40442304/chapters/102075288

“Oh M!” Nico sounds a little too excited when she waltzes up to Emu one morning. Happy to see her, Ai let’s out an excited bark, hopping around a little. “I have something for you that I think you’ll like.”

There was something about Nico’s expression that made Emu more unsure than he usually was. He wasn’t really sure why, but he eyed her warily. Tightening his grip on Ai’s leash, Emu carefully asked, “You… do?”

She nodded excitedly, “Yeah, you know how that new Drago Knight Hunter Z expansion is coming out in a few weeks?”

“…Yeah…?” The expansion had supposed to have been released sometime the previous year, but Chronicle and its aftermath had delayed its development. Now it was finally completed and was about to be released, just as Nico had said.

“Well I think you should handle posting some fun facts and what not about it and the Drago Knight Hunter series in the lead up,” Nico chirped, “I mean, you know lots about the game, and I know you’ve heard lots about this expansion too.”

That wasn’t what Emu was expecting her to say. Not that he was really expecting anything in particular, but it was pretty far from anything he would have imagined. After shaking off his shock, he let his hold on Ai’s leash loosen a bit. “Isn’t that someone’s job?”

“Ah, well… we’re… kinda trying to refill the position so! I think you’ll be a good temp for now, and so do several other people.” She gets a smug expression, “Mostly the one’s that have heard you talk about Drago Knight Hunter for hours on end.”

Slightly embarrassed, Emu looks away, “Alright, alright! I guess I can’t be that terrible at it.”

Giving him a pat on the back, Nico assured, “Don’t worry, you’ll do great!”

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Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

In just three weeks the Harmony Festival expansion of Drago Knight Hunter Z will come out! Aid the citizens of Laira in putting on their festival, a time that brings all together. Meet the traveling performers who have come to perform for the festival and even perform yourself!

July 14, 2018 8:00 AM

Merry Merryweather @stormystory

Honestly, it’s a miracle this expansion’s coming out.

Poppy Pipopapo enthusiast @iloveppppp

One of those performers in the trailer looks a lot like Poppy! I can’t wait to get a closer look!

DKHZ Harmony Fes HYPE @roarstore

I have been waiting years for this. Hope it’s half as good as the base game.

Tsuki loves strawberries @pelicone

Okay, are we forgetting the bit where two of the presidents of Gemn tried to kill people? And the other was a wanted criminal? Or maybe the bit where said wanted criminal was pronounced dead, only he’s //clearly// still alive?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

In the Harmony Festival expansion, players will have the option to choose many musical talents to pursue. With enough time and practice, you could become a one-person band! Then, with those musical talents, you can perform in the Harmony Festival yourself! Perform on your own or with up to six of the performers for the festival.

July 17, 2018 8:23 AM

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

One determined Gemn Corp employee is going to master all talents and then perform the Drago Knight Hunter Z theme with only his character. And maybe Peony Crescendo.

Poppy Pipopapo enthusiast @iloveppppp

Is that a fellow Poppy Pipopapo enthusiast I see?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Poppy’s great!

listen to HEROSONG @dangerdangerwill

I see the underpaid social media employee at Gemn is trying very hard

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I’m not actually underpaid. I don’t think I am, at least. My brother says I’m not, and trust my brother.

an eight year old calls me mr. bike @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

why do I feel like I know who wrote this tweet?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Shouldn’t you be working, “Mr. Bike”?

an eight year old calls me mr. bike @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

aijdewjid don’t call me out

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

In the Drago Knight Hunter Z Harmony Festival expansion, you might spot a familiar looking character! This is Peony Crescendo, no relation to Poppy Pipopapo of DoReMiFa Beat fame. Or is there? One dev quoted as saying “I just think Poppy should be allowed to say fuck”.

July 17, 2018 9:00 AM

It’s pouring rain right now @babybabybabyyeah

They… can’t be serious, right?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I am very serious.

Poppy Pipopapo enthusiast @iloveppppp

I never thought about that… But confirmation that Peony is at least a Poppy reference, if not just the Poppy of this world!

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Er… something like that?

Bury Me in Mightys @paradx

Why do I feel like you’re throwing your brother under the bus a bit here?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Because I am :)

Excite Excite! @endlessgame

Question of the hour, should Poppy be allowed to say fuck?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Yes

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Did you know that the proto design for Graphite was dark grey? That’s because the person who came up with him, Kuroto Dan, sucks at character design. He also wanted to make Mighty black with red shoes :(.

July 19, 2018 11:00 AM

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Later designs had Graphite as red, but mix ups led to his current design of green! Or was this also Kuroto’s fault because he’s actually really indecisive? The world may never know…

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

911? I’d like to report the murder of Kuroto Dan.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I meant all my words in the nicest way possible.

The strongest enemy was virus @elegyelemy

I’m screenshotting this for later

The strongest enemy was virus @elegyelemy

But seriously, I can’t tell if you like Kuroto Dan or not

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Oh no, I like him plenty. He still sucks at colors, I swear.

Anti-Dan Blog @berrywary

Ugh, that whole family was and is insane, how can you joke so much?

Breaking Chains @bambamwakeup

All charges against Kuroto Dan were dropped, and I hear there’s another Dan that was adopted, it’s a bit rude to group them in with a literal bio-terrorist.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I got Ai a new bandana! This one is got hearts!

July 19, 2018 7:43 PM

My oh my dairy free pie @reallyrancam

They’re very cute, the hearts even fit their name!

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

They really do!

Polygon panic @heavyjamboree

So cute! <3

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I know!

Galaxy Cat @geniusgamern

Nice one, M!

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Ai really likes it too!

Bang Bang Shooting When? @bangabangabanga

So the Gemn twitter just posted a random ass picture of a dog? I think someone’s gotten a bit confused as to what account they’re using.

July 19, 2018 7:59 PM

Photoshoot @gallerygally

Eh, probably.

Surprise! @alleywares

At least she’s cute!

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Look at Ai, curled up and sleeping with my plushies!

July 20, 2018 1:43 AM

Be the ONE! @loveandpeace

Dude, why were you up at 1:43 in the morning?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Because I… couldn’t sleep?

Galaxy Cat @geniusgamern

M… get a sleep schedule!

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

How am I supposed to sleep if I can’t fall asleep!?

Bury me in Mightys @paradx

Please tell me you at least had tried to go to sleep.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I did!

Bury me in Mightys @paradx

Well that’s something at least.

The Resident Evil Movie Wasn’t That Bad @dngrszmby

If you fall asleep in the morning, I will not hesitate to tell on you.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Of course you wouldn’t. But not to worry, I won’t fall asleep!

The Resident Evil Movie Wasn’t That Bad @dngrszmby

Sure you won’t

Seasons of Love @proximityyeet

Okay, so whoever the hell is running the Gemn account has absolutely no sleep schedule, and still doesn’t realize what account they’re using to post.

July 20, 2018 7:34 AM

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

A few people who know them seem to be responding and acting like it’s all normal. One of them called him M, which I guess must be a nickname.

Poppy Pipopapo Enthusiast @iloveppppp

And it seems like the staying up late and not sleeping much is normal… poor guy or gal.

Seasons of Love @proximityyeet

Though if people know who he is and that he’s using the wrong account, why haven’t they told him? Or at least told him sooner, one of those accounts geniusgamern, commented on the previous tweet about the dog.

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

Maybe they themselves haven’t noticed?

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

As much as I love having Burgermon back, I really don’t know how to tell him that I can’t eat another burger. I really don’t want to disappoint him :(

Parsley thyme @dreamforest

You mean like, that character from JuJu Burger???

Show Me Your Burger Heart! @burgburg

You can’t disappoint Burgermon! But you should probably tell him your full, anyway. Overeating’s not good.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

I know. I know he won’t even take all that much offense. I’m not… I guess I can be a bit of a people pleaser.

The Resident Evil Movie Wasn’t That Bad @dngrszmby

Burgermon will understand that you can’t eat more. He, and a lot of other people, are a lot more understanding than you seem to think they are.

Harmony Festival Expansion Soon! @gemncorp

Yeah, yeah, that’s what you all keep saying.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

The time has finally come! The Drago Knight Hunter Z Harmony Festival expansion is out! Tell us how you’ve all been enjoying it.

August 4, 2018 10:00 AM

Poppy Pipopapo Enthusiast @iloveppppp

I’m loving getting to be onstage alongside Peony! It’s almost like I get to play alongside Poppy herself… The various music minigames are a lot better than I was expecting, a lot like a DoReMiFa Beat game.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

A lot of work went into making the music minigames as good as possible. I too am having a lot of fun getting to play alongside Peony.

Dairy king @cow4life

Uh… shouldn’t you be working, dude?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

I am! I’m playing it while I have not a whole lot else to do.

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

So many more opportunities to get pics of Graphite! And so many selfies! The camera feature is great, as always. I think it’s kinda wild that he’ll show up in the audience for all the concerts.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

So many more chances to see Graphite, yes. A friend of mine is grumbling because I keep taking selfies of him with my character. He’s in the audience because he too can appreciate music.

Crabby bucket @dinosaurmania

I love some of the new outfits! Particularly the outfits that all the children are wearing. Onesies of various Gemn characters are adorable!

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

The children’s clothing was inspired by the attire of a certain eight-year-old everyone at Gemn has gotten to meet.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Mu photo!

Sorry, it’s a lil blury. It’s hard to take photo when you can’t see what your taking.

August 6, 2018 2:40 PM

Taddle Quest 2 Supremacy @pouringfog

Mu? Is that your name? Are you M?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Yes! I’m Mu! And I’m M! Sorta! But not.

All the songs @magicaldoremifabeat

Are you a child? Or are you just bad at spelling?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

I am eight!

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Wait. I’m not spose to tell peepull my name, face, or age on the internet!

Get Over Pain! Get Over Mind! @youaretheoneandonly

So let me get this straight. In ten minutes, an eight-year-old, Mu, got ahold of Gemn’s twitter, posted a blurry picture of himself, then deleted it?

August 6, 2018 2:57 PM

Poppy Pipopapo Enthusiast @iloveppppp

Pretty much, yeah

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

And he said some weird stuff about being our mysterious M but also… not really being him?

Poppy Pipopapo Enthusiast @iloveppppp

Maybe he and the person posting on the account share the moniker or something? So he is M, but not the one that we’ve been getting tweets from.

Real Heart! @cranberryswirl

It’s a possibility.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Why don’t we all forget about Mu

August 6, 2018 5:58 PM

My oh my dairy free pie @reallyrancam

Who’s Mu?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

No one important

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Ms. Snipe asked me to show you all the fun faces Zombie makes!

August 10, 2018 4:12 PM

All the songs @magicaldoremifabeat

Is that Kuroto Dan?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

That’s Zombie! He’s my big bro! And he makes fun faces when he’s uhnoyed at stuff. Like tring to make my mighty bros!

Mighty Love @doinkboing

Mighty bros?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Yep!

Gemn Twitter ARG? @iloveppppp

Who’s Ms. Snipe?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Ms. Snipe. She plays games profeshionly! Or she used to. Now she dose school.

Gemn Twitter ARG? @iloveppppp

Okay, so in the newest development. There’s someone who Mu calls Ms. Snipe? Possible relation to Kamen Rider Snipe? Maybe a sibling or something? Then, apparently this “Zombie” he took photos of may or may not be Kuroto Dan? So he might be the fabled adopted Dan?

August 10, 2018 4:46 PM

Gemn Twitter ARG? @iloveppppp

So probably not an ARG, but still hard to say. Also the mention of “Mighty bros”. Maybe a new Mighty Action game?

Mighty Jump! Mighty Kick! @starlight

Do we even know if there //is// anyone else in the Dan family? Also isn’t it a bit weird to be theorizing about those sorta things?

Gemn Twitter ARG? @iloveppppp

Well, supposedly, employees at Gemn have mentioned him. I guess he used to be Masamune’s assistant? Stands to reason he’d still be working there.

Mighty Jump! Mighty Kick! @starlight

Then what about this M that usually posts weird things on Gemn’s twitter?

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

Maybe M is the supposed adopted Dan, and Mu is just somehow related to him? A younger sibling, cousin, or just a kid who really looks up to M?

Gemn Twitter ARG? @iloveppppp

Now that you bring it up, I’m leaning more towards M being the adopted Dan and Mu being something like his younger sibling.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

I drew me and Dragon!

August 12, 2018 4:32 PM

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

Huh, kinda reminds me of Graphite and a Mighty

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Me and Dragon!

Galaxy Cat @geniusgamern

Great drawing Mu, I’m sure he’ll love it.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Dragon sed he’s gonna put it on the frige!

Tired and More Tired @dngrszmby

It’s wonderful. I’m sure we’ll have it on our fridge soon.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

That’s what Dragon told me!

Secret Adopted Dan? @iloveppppp

It’s a very nice drawing!

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

Thank you!

an eight year old calls me Mr. Bike @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

Aw, drawing’s as good as ever, Bouncy

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

I’m not bouncy! I’m Mu!

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

Ya’ll seriously asking me how I know M? Of course I know M! What kind of genius gamer would I be if I didn’t know my greatest rival!? Just joking, though, we’re not really rivals. But he works at Gemn, obviously. Mu is something like his little brother.

August 12, 2018 5:21 PM

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

Then why did he tell us not to ask about Mu?

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

Things with him and Mu are… complicated.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

This is the scary door. We don’t like what’s in side it. It’s scary! Like the nitemairs!

August 12, 2018 6:12 PM

PEOPLEGAME Supremacy @pipopapopanic

What’s so scary about what’s past the door?

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

It’s a lot like the nitemairs! Ow and ow and aah! So we don’t like what’s in side.

Tacocat is a Palindrome @nayncatnyancat

Are we sure this isn’t an ARG? Seems pretty ARG-y to me.

Harmony Festival Expansion Out Now! @gemncorp

What’s a arg? Is it like a pierate? Cus pierate’s go arg!

Tacocat is a Palindrome @nayncatnyancat

Uh… not really, no.

Tired and More Tired @dngrszmby

M is my younger brother, okay? And Mu is my youngest brother, self-proclaimed. Now please stop asking me about it.

August 12, 2018 7:14 PM

All the songs @magicaldoremifabeat

So you’re Zombie?

Tired and More Tired @dngrszmby

I must reluctantly answer yes.

I’ve connected the dots! You didn’t connect shit. @iloveppppp

Okay, so we still don’t know who Ms. Snipe is, or a whole lot about how geniusgamern knows M, but we do know that it’s pretty likely that “Zombie” is Kuroto Dan, and is the account dngrszmby. We also know that M is his younger brother, and Mu is M’s younger brother, but they’ve got some kind of complicated relationship.

August 13, 2018 8:49 AM

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

As far as we can tell, yeah. Talk about wild.

All the songs @magicaldoremifabeat

Which means that M is almost certainly the adopted Dan, in some way, shape, or form.

I’ve connected the dots! You didn’t connect shit. @iloveppppp

Almost certainly

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

I thought Kiriya was joking when he said ya’ll were theorizing about M and Mu and all this.

pineapple goes on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

N, would I joke about such things?

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

I think @iloveppppp is about to explode.

I’ve connected the dots! You didn’t connect shit. @iloveppppp

They know. Oh god, they know.

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

Okay, let me set the record straight, everyone. Pretty much everyone who knows M knows about all this. He doesn’t realize he’s been using the wrong account, but you all seem to like him, and god knows he needs it. I don’t think I really need to tell you not to snoop too much, or bother him too much about these things.

August 13, 2018 11:32 AM

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

Like, it was fun to see all your reactions, but I really don’t want anyone digging into anyone’s personal life, alright? That’s not your business.

pineapple goes on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

Yeah, I already think it’s gone a little farther than it should have.

Very sorry @iloveppppp

God, I’m sorry me and @dailgraphite were digging into it so much. We really just… stopped thinking, I think.

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

I mean, I get it, a good mystery can be really intriguing and it’s easy to get lost in it. But there are some things that should stay private, and if they got out and M found out, he would freak.

Well shit happened @paradx

Yeah, he’d probably… well freak, as N put it. I don’t want to go into more detail.

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

No, but I’m with iloveppppp. I’m really sorry about all this. I had no intention of it getting away from me like this.

Gemn Corporation @gemncorp

I think I’ve been using the wrong twitter account.

August 13, 2018 1:12 PM

Merry Mary Quite Contrary @dramamama

I think he’s figured it out, now, guys.

Mighty4ever! @lovelovemighty

Uh… yeah, maybe you have been.

My oh my dairy free pie @reallyrancam

Still really loved seeing pics of Ai!

Gemn Corporation @gemncorp

I guess if you want to see more, my personal is @mightybrom

I feel very stupid @mightybrom

Welcome the sudden amount of people who came from the Gemn account. I guess. I’ll try to use the right account, from here on out. Don’t feel like you have to stick around if I get annoying.

August 13, 2018 1:43 PM

Ai is best girl (next to Poppy) @iloveppppp

Aw, come on. You won’t get annoying! We followed for you! Or Ai.

I feel very stupid @mightybrom

Thanks, I guess

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

Don’t be like that

I feel very stupid @mightybrom

I’m trying

Sweet Quest @sakisweets

People are following you because they like you.

I feel very stupid @mightybrom

Are you sure about that?

Tired and More Tired @dngrszmby

Now, now, they obviously like something that you’re doing.

I feel very stupid @mightybrom

Maybe they think my stupidity is hilarious

Tired and More Tired @dngrszmby

I really doubt that.

Google how to make chocolate cake @mightybrom

I’m busy right now so I’m crowdsourcing – anyone have a good chocolate cake recipe?

August 23, 2018 3:23 PM

Ai is best girl (next to Poppy) @iloveppppp

Oooo, I like this one

Link

All the songs @magicaldoremifabeat

Feeling in the mood for cake? Or are you making some for someone?

Google how to make chocolate cake @mightybrom

Making it for someone. Not like, in a weird way. A friend and I have lunch with him a couple times a week and he likes sweets, so I thought I’d make him some.

Sweets Quest @sakisweets

I think I know who you’re making it for. He’ll love it.

Google how to make chocolate cake @mightybrom

We’ll see about that

PANIC! @mightybrom

Aaaah! What do you do when you almost make a friend’s former boyfriend’s father cry because you gave him cake????

August 26, 2018 12:20 PM

Sweets Quest @sakisweets

He’s happy, I’m sure. He tends to be like that, but I’m sure it means a lot to him.

PANIC! @mightybrom

I mean, I don’t think he’s sad/angry almost crying

A Paradoxal Para-DX @paradx

Oh wow. He’s probably happy though.

PANIC! @mightybrom

Well, he hugged me. It was… a bit awkward.

pineapple belongs on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

Yeah, Graph’s already sent us all the picture he took.

PANIC! @mightybrom

the what

Bang Bang! @geniusgamern

So we’ve heard

PANIC! @mightybrom

please just end my suffering

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

I think the almost crying means he really appreciated the cake.

PANIC! @mightybrom

I think so too.

PANIC! @mightybrom

Everyone I know now has a picture of the director hugging me! I’m going to die.

August 26, 2018 12:43 PM

Danger! Danger! @dngrszmby

Please don’t. But it’s a very nice picture; I think I’ll print it out, frame it, and put it on the wall.

PANIC! @mightybrom

Don’t you dare

Polygon panic @heavyjamboree

I mean, it could be worse.

PANIC! @mightybrom

How could it be worse?

Polygon panic @heavyjamboree

Er… okay, yeah, I’m not sure

A Paradoxal Para-DX @paradx

No dying, doctor’s orders

PANIC! @mightybrom

What are you going to do? Scold my ghost?

pineapple belongs on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

That’s what Ace did to me. More or less.

PANIC! @mightybrom

Not at all reassuring of literally anything

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Mu time! Ask Mu about Mu related things!

September 3, 2018 4:17 PM

pineapple belongs on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

Who’s your favorite brother?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Bad Mr. Bike! You can’t ask that!

pineapple belongs on pizza @hawaiianshirtsandbikes

So you can’t pick?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Poppy O’Clock! @iloveppppp

What’s your favorite food? Favorite color?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Hamburg steak and um… I like orange and blue, becus of my bros. But pink is also good becus Mighty is pink!

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

Favorite show and or game? Or your favorite character?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

No shows, but I love Mighty Action X and DohRayMeFah Beat. I can’t pick a carater. My bros, Dragon, and Flower are all my fav!

Daily Graphite @dailgraphite

You’re brothers? Dragon? Flower?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Yep! Oh, and Burgmon!

Cyclone Effect @beyondthewind

What’s your family like? How many siblings do you have, do you like your parents?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

My dad is very bad, so is the monstir. But Mom is very good, I love her! I have 5 big bros! Zombie is the oldest, then Puzzle and Emu. I also have my two bros Cyan and Orange. My family is very good, I love them very much!

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Ms. Knight gives me sweets and helps me with my spelling. Ms. Snipe is very fun and plays games with me. Mr. Tiger is grouchy. Mr. Bike is kinda annoying, but also kinda fun. Mr. Director is like a good dad. Flower is a lot like Mom, and Dragon is realy fun.

Cyclone Effect @beyondthewind

And is M one of those people?

Mu tiem! @mightybrom

Yep!

Sleep is still evil @mightybrom

Still not going to talk to anyone about Mu. Not your business.

September 3, 2018 6:10 PM

#kamen rider exaid #kamen rider #kamen rider ex aid #my writing #there is a me who can become strong #to find your way home

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LEVIHANWEEN - The Levihan Drabble Week pt. 2 (Halloween Special)

Hello, Levihan stans! The admins are back with another installment of the Levihan drabble week (the first event we ever held ;)) this time, we are going with the Halloween theme and are excited to celebrate Levihanween with the fandom!

Starting right off, I want to mention that the drabble week is open to all kinds of content creators and not just writers. We just stick with the name of drabble week because that was what we started with.

The Levihanween will run from October 25th to 31st 2021. This time, we'll give the prompts beforehand and introduce two new features, that is the prompt path and paired-up projects. Read on to know more about how we make the drabble week unique!

⊕ prompt paths

One of our main goals for the drabble week is to make it as customizable as we can! and that is why we give an option of two types of prompts the participants can receive. we have Levi's list and Hange's notebook, and you can use any of the above two depending on the kind of writer, or artist you are!

We'll also give an option to receive NSFW prompts for each day. Just make sure you tag your work properly!

In addition, you can also alternate between Levi's list and Hange's notebook for different days. For example, you can use the specified prompt from Levi's list for Monday while you use something from Hange's notebook for Tuesday!

Now, we are very excited to reveal the prompts we chose for this drabble week. We had a lot of fun choosing them and we hope you will like them too!

LEVIHANWEEN PROMPTS - Levi's list

Levi's list is a collection of very vague, one-word prompts for creators who prefer more freedom on what they would like to create. here's our list for the second drabble week, the Levihanween version 2021 October!

Monday 25th October - Candy/sweet - tooth

Tuesday 26th October - Disguise/Costume

Wednesday 27th October - Spell/Witchcraft

Thursday 28th October - Hunt/Run

Friday 29th October - Morbid/Shiver

Saturday 30th October - Bite/Teeth

Sunday 31st October - free spot or paired-up project (will be explained at the end)

LEVIHANWEEN PROMPTS - Hange's Notebook

Hange's notebook is a collection of more specific, detailed, and challenging prompts! Go with these if you find them fun/interesting and don't want to think too hard about coming up with a plot! We have 6 for each day (3 of them are NSFW) you are to choose any 1 out of the 6!

(Note: we use they/them for Hange in these prompts just to stay universal but you can use any pronouns you prefer!)

Monday 25th October - Candy/sweet-tooth

1. "You look too grumpy to be the owner of such a bright candy shop," Hange leaned, a teasing smile at their lips. "Shut it, four eyes." Levi drawled, eyes narrowing into annoyed slits.

2. "Maybe it wasn't a good idea to eat that many sweets.." Hange groaned from the toilet. "That's the smartest thing you've said all night," Levi called out from the doorway.

3. "Let's take the bikes. If we start early, we can reach the houses with the big candy bars before it gets too dark."

NSFW

4. "Someone is stealing my candy." "I thought you didn't like sweet things." "Shut up, let me smell your breath."

5. "Levi, I challenge you to a candy collecting competition. Whoever collects most candies wins...

Tuesday 26th October - Disguise/Costume

1. "That's a great grim reaper costume." "It isn't a costume." "Today is Halloween, right?"

"No," Levi narrows his eyes, "You are dying."

2. "Levi, please you gotta help me with this. Miche bailed out at the last moment and I need a partner or I'm screwed." Levi glared at the pink bunny suit that Hange was trying to hand over to him. "Like hell, four-eyes."

3 ."Hey guys, welcome back to my channel where today I'll be trying on sexy Halloween costumes in front of my partner." Hange proceeds to walk out into the living room, vlog camera in hand, wearing a sexy Bigfoot costume. "Four eyes, what the fuck?"

NSFW

4. "Stop moving and let me take your measurements." Levi griped, nudging Hange's thighs apart.

"It tickles-" Hange snickered.

5. Levi had a temporary lapse of judgment when agreeing to participate in that stupid bet Hange came up with. Now here he was, squeezed into a sexy nurse outfit. "This is stupid.." "I don't know Levi...I think I may be coming down with something." Hange teased while fanning their face.

6. There's a monster hiding under Hange's bed.... but it's not as bad as you think.

Wednesday 27th October - Spell/Witchcraft

1. "Turn me back, shitty four-eyes!" Levi hissed, fur sticking up on end as he glared murderously up at them. Hange tried their best to keep a straight face, "Oh Levi... you make such a cute cat!"

2. "I am going to put an end to that spell." "Don't be stupid, you could die!" "If I don't, you will. And I sure as hell am not having that."

3. There is a mouse chewing at Levi's shoes. It's Hange.

NSFW

4. Hange accidentally drank the love portion she was trying to experiment on and now Levi has to deal with her for the whole night

5. "There's-There's something wrong with the Captain," Moblit panted as he approached Erwin and Hange. "He has been acting very odd."

"Since when did this happen?" Erwin asked.

"Since the morning tea time."

"Wait, did he drink some of the concoction of herbs brewing in the kitchen?"

"...Wasn't that tea?"

"Erwin, Moblit... I think I know what's happening here."

6. "Magic." "Magic?" Levi questioned, breath hitching as Hange dragged a hand up his bare arm. "Yes, magic." They replied, lips dragging up into a sultry smirk. "Let me change your life, short stuff."

Thursday 28th October - Hunt/Run

1. Levi’s a werewolf with a bounty on his head and Hange’s a charming supernatural bounty hunter on a mission to catch him.

2. Hange walked ahead of him, taking time with each step while waving the flashlight around the dark space around them. Something creaked behind them and Hange turned the light over Levi’s shoulder.“Levi…” Hange mumbled, eyes widening.

“What?”

“Run.”

3. Hange is a scientist who wants to research centaurs and captures Levi (who is a centaur) but her rival scientist Zeke has something up his sleeve.

4. Levi angled the blade closer to Hange's neck. "I've spent years trying to hunt you down, and do you think I'll let you go so easily?"

NSFW

5. Levi and Hange panted in the dark, trying to catch their breath. Now that they were safe, Levi couldn't help but notice their close proximity, and the fact that he could feel the heat radiating from her skin.

6. Hange hid in Levi's bathroom, a place where he would never expect her to be. Because if Levi found her, she was so screwed.

Friday 29th October - Morbid/Shiver

1. Strange things usually did happen during the night of hallows eve, what Hange didn’t expect was there to be a killer in the loose. The only thing they worried about was finding Levi and getting somewhere safe.

2. When he wakes, it’s cold. White puffs condensed in the air around him with every breath. He was wet too, and vaguely remembered the ache in his lungs when he drowned.

“Are you dead too?”

Levi whirled around to meet the gaze of another child around his age, doe brown eyes twinkling slightly at the prospect of making a new friend.

“I’m Hange.”

3. Our goddess/God was kind, benevolent, and perfect in every way. They protected us.” The priest looks to Levi who stands before him, holding a weapon stained with divine blood. Then he asks, “Why did you kill them?”

NSFW

4. When Hange dies, they wake up in a fiery place. It is hell. It doesn’t make sense, they have been good their whole life. When they ask the demon why, he sounds annoyed, “You are not being punished, four eyes.”

“You are the punishment.”

5. “Ack! Levi no, that’s gross!” Hange shrieked, kicking the heel of their foot against his shoulder. Levi leaned back a bit and continued to lick his fingers clean. “You’re the one in bed with a corpse.” He taunted in return.

6. Levi was positive that he was the only one in the room. So why did he feel a finger stroke his spine?

Saturday 30th October - Bite/Teeth

1. As Levi and Hange stood near the railing of the port, looking at the ships entering Marley, Hange extended their ice cream to him. "Wanna take a bite?"

2. Levi’s throat visibly worked at the sight of Hange’s exposed neck. Their skin held a tanned, olive complexion, taunting him. His dry, cracked lips parted, tongue swiping over one of his pointed fangs.

Then Hange turned their head to blink at him with oblivious eyes and flashed him a grin.

3. “Ow! It bit me.” Hange cried out, pulling their hand back with a pout.

“I told you, four eyes.” Levi scolded as he to their hand to observe the blood that began to bead on their finger.

Without thinking, he stuck their finger into his mouth and sucked on it. Hange jumped, gaping at him.

When he noticed their expression, he quickly pulled their finger out with an audible pop, leaving Hange a flushed, stammering mess.

NSFW

1. Hange loses a dare and now they have to convince the Levi Ackerman to give them a hickey.

2. Hange fixed their piercing brown eyes on him. "Do you ever find something so impossibly cute that you just want to... I don't know, bite it?"

3. Hange takes a bite of the wrong dessert.

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FAQ

1. Do I have to stick to either Levi's list or Hange's notebook for the entire week?

Ans. No, you don't! You can alternate between the two, choosing prompts from each section for different days, depending on your mood. If you feel like writing something spicy, go for nsfw! It all depends on you!

2. Is there any word limit? Do I have to write only drabbles for this week?

Ans. Nope! There is no word limit! Everything from a 200-word drabble to a 15k one-shot is welcome!

3. Do I have to tag your account when I post my work?

Ans. Yes, please do so! When you post your work, please mention the prompt you have chosen and tag our account (@levihan-drabbles) or use the hashtag #levihanween2021 so we can find it and reblog it! We also have a year-end project where we compile all the works we ever received in the drabble weeks in a portfolio!

4. What if I can't post something each day?

Ans. That's completely fine! We want you to have fun, not feel pressured. You can post your work at your own pace, and take more days if you wish to. Just make sure to mention the prompt in your work so we can organize it accordingly!

If you have any other questions, please feel free to send them in our ask box or message us privately! We will reach you asap!

⊕ Sunday - free spot/paired up project

On 31st October, Sunday, we give a free spot, so write whatever speaks to you! However, we also have another project planned for the day and I am very excited to talk about it!

On our discord, we started a program called 'creative partners' and it received a lot of positive feedback and therefore, we will be implementing a part of it in the drabble week. Note that this is completely optional and you will have to fill out a form to participate in this.

Basically, writers, artists, and all participants get randomly paired up and have to collaborate with their partners to produce something together! It's all about teamwork and making new friends!

You can be partnered with a writer or an artist, and have to work with them together on any topic you both choose!

To participate in this event, (and if you don't want to, that's okay!) please fill this form. Take note that this form closes on the 22nd and your partner will be announced on the same day the form closes so you can reach out to them before.

And that's all! We are super excited about this event and we hope you have fun with it too 😄

If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask! we will be looking forward to your participation! Much love.

Happy Levihanween! Poster by @jumpinguptothesky Organizers of Levihanween- Levihan drabble week #2 - @glassesandswords @dontatmethanks and @pinkweirdsunsets

#levihan #drabbleweekoct'21 #aot #snk #levi x hange #levihan event #levihanween2021 #levi ackerman #hange zoe

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Please! Rewatch the quiz! I need something to remind me that that actually happened.

I still vividly remember that day. Going out on a chill bike ride with my two best friends for the first time in months. Sitting in the cool grass. Having a picknick. Not too hot out, nice weather. AND THEN I GET HOME TO THE ABSOLUTEL SHITSHOW THAT HAPPENED THAT DAY! Because what the HELL even was that, I still haven't processed anything. My mind keeps erasing that memory until some days the it just hits me square in the face and knocks me out 😀

So yeah! I would love it if you talked more about it, might help to cope a bit xD

Okay anon you motivated me, you were my Final push, I’m Doing it ! 🗣

Also I love that story tho you really have a Vivid memory connected to this whole thing and I’m living for it 😂 you were just having a nice day and then Boom, all this mess 💀

But aight so I’m Watching it rn and will be taking notes Live as I watch Here we go:

My first thoughts is, when Dream decides to do the quiz, he seems so like, confident? And then as soon as he reads the description, his voice falters at ‘and now things are changing’ and I’m Dead 💀 his confidence from two seconds prior in that moment goes like 📉 then cue flustered laugh lmao

“Do you ever catch yourself staring at your bff?” Dream’s flustered laugh and being all like “these questions are gonna be so weird” uhhhhh dude what are you expecting you’re taking a are you in love with your best friend quiz 💀

HES SO DEFENSIVE ON THIS ONE LIKE- he keeps wanting to make excuses aww drema aww 😭 it’s okay !! George is pretty we Understand you staring king 😌

Like legit that’s the first question and he’s already so flustered and- MY GOD GEORGE HASNT SAID A THING I JUST REALIZED WAIT HOLD ON I NEED TO GO BACK-

Two scoffs. That’s it 🧍‍♀️

GEORGE JSJWNSOWNEEJEN HES NOT SAYING ANYTHING IM DYING WHAT

Even when Dream first goes ‘aight imma take the am I in love w my best friend test’ George is SILENT 💀

Listen- listen, I’m having a moment over this cause I don’t remember him being silent from the start I thought it was like a slow descent into him just going silent eventually, BUT NO he’s just Silent from the moment the quiz is brought up 💀 but gives like a slight scoff when Dream’s voice wavered at “changing” like he’s very much Listening, just being So silent.

I just can’t wrap my head around how he doesn’t answer any of Dream’s comments, Dream keeps being like ‘right? Like that’s normal, right? Like that’s not weird. Right?’ And George is just SILENT 💀

“Do you get jealous if he or she has a bf or gf” LMAO THIS QUESTION MY BELOVED

His answer is so weird I will die on this hill.

ALSO GEORGE S P E A K S for the first time in the quiz 😭🗣 but not much, he says ‘but’, cause, yk, they both know he do get jealous so.

Which, again. Weird as hell. Imma say it, I’ve never felt jealous of my best friend getting a partner like what ???? W h a t

But ofc when they’re so clingy on each other, like a partner would take the others place because they pretty much have each other in that spot already, so it makes sense huh

And that’s not platonic btw I wanna make that clear LMAO

I think the points of which George laughs are interesting. And there’s something interesting to his laugh too. I don’t see his face lighting up with it, if that makes sense. It’s like a, I wouldn’t say ‘nervous’ laugh but, I struggle to find a better word for it 🤔

AYO MY MANS DREAM SAYS I DONT KNOW TO IF HE GETS BUTTERFLIES FROM GEORGE I- 💀

THATS NOT AN I DONT KNOW QUESTION KING

EITHER YOU DO OR YOU DONT AND YOU KNOW IF YOU DO OR DONT LIKE W H A T

I have to sit with this one for a second like . What ? 🧍‍♀️

Butterflies.

I’ve never. In my life. Like.

That’s not- you can’t say you don’t know- THAT MEANS LIKE-

Dear lord.

Aight I’m moving on (not actually imma be awake thinking about this later. Not by choice, absolutely not. This just won’t leave my brain unfortunately.)

Hang on. George says something here when Dream says ‘I have no idea’ but I can’t tell what he’s saying ? Like he mumbles something whilst Dream starts talking at the same time and I can’t make it out and I wanna know what he says 💀🗣

I Think he says ‘what do you mean you have no idea?’ Which like, YEAH, you Should question him on that king 🧍‍♀️ but it’s interesting how quiet he is, like he barely pushes the question, and this is like the second ?? Time he’s spoken so far. 🧍‍♀️

Also Listen to how flustered Dream sounds my god💀

This quiz never should’ve happened what’s Wrong with him like is he this blind ?? Did he Really think taking this quiz was gonna end well ?? 💀

“TecHniCally🥴”

“My future is your future”

I feel like we’ve talked abt these LMAO such Romantic phrasing my god

Again him going ‘right?’ And George is Dead Silent 💀

It’s interesting, like I’ve reached the ‘dreams’ question now, and it’s hitting now and throughout this quiz how, Dream is Loudly deflective, but George is silently deflective. If that makes sense? Like he’s choosing not to speak so his words can’t be thrown back at him cause he Knows if he speaks it’ll be obvious. Whilst Dream over explains and fucks himself over p much lmao. They’re both just a mess around this subject 💀

“How would You be in my dream” is such a funny sentence from George LMAO he’s so defensive 💀 like even I have had dreams abt Dream, like you’re his Best Friend, ofc you have dreams abt him my guy 💀 deflecting it is so weird. So Weird

“I’ve never hugged you” Sad hours 😔

It’s interesting here. Cause they speak abt the whole ‘do you go out of your way for this person’ and Dream is stuck on if he should say ‘more than anyone else I know’ or not. Which, there’s ofc observations to be had here as well.

But ! What I found interesting here was how George goes onto say ‘you made me pay you’ when Dream says he edited his video for him. And how George keeps the ‘lie’ going for a very short bit before laughing slightly, by god he sounds so.. different? Like when he usually makes little lies to troll or stuff like that, he’s much more extra and keeps the bit going and- idk how to explain it but the tone of his voice is usually way different. Here he seems to, idk, struggle to keep that up. His laugh is also just like, somewhat toneless?

LMAO The MOMENT Dream got the question ‘what do you think abt their laugh’ George’s laugh Stops. 💀

“Do you ever think abt what it would be like to Kiss your best friend?”

THE SILENCE

Also,

how Dream read ‘kiss’ 🤝 how Dream read ‘changing’

Some words hit this man different huh LMAO

“Why did that take you so long” on the kiss question, CALL HIM OUT GEORGE 🗣

HRKEJEKEEJEKJEEIEJ HOW ARE THOSE- SORRY WHAT DREAM ??

“HOW ARE THOSE THE ONLY OPTIONS” ???

God, for real, I wish Dream would get to sit down with someone one day who just Listened to him speak and allowed him to slip up and just sound so in love with George like give himself away simply because nobody is saying how weird he’s-

Hold on.

Wait. A minute.

George.

George is doing that LMAOOOO

Him sitting there silently and not responding to all his small questions abt what he Should answer and such, he’s so smart🧍‍♀️

AIGHT MOVING ON

George’s laugh keeps sounding very, like, strange😅

Anyways the way Dream Had to have a ‘yes’ answer to the kiss one will forever keep me up at night. Now along with the butterflies one🧍‍♀️

I rly wonder what options it is Dream is looking for when he says ‘none of these options’ so often. What is it you wanna say king ?

WHY IS THE BUTTERFLIES QUESTION TWICE AND WHY IS HIS ANSWER NOW DIFFERENT LMAO - drema it’s okay it’s Safe Space 🗣 I feel like he probably saw chat responding to his first answer and realized ‘oop, that’s not platonic’ and changed his answer LMAO 💀 he’s- Ahh hard to find the right words for my Thoughts here, but he’s doing that thing where he looks for others what is ‘normal’ instead of seeing what he feels, cause what He feels is, uh, well we all know what results he got at the end there,,

I mean the kiss question is all u need really. The butterflies one puts icing on the whole cake.

“Do you compare this person to others you’ve dated? Noo...” AIGHT AND THERE WE HAVE THE CHERRY ON TOP OF THE WHOLE THING

This was the one of the Most sus ones imo from when I first watched it. It had my head spin, head in hands for Days.

What do you MEAN you compare him to others you’ve dated? Why does he tell George to shut up, why do they both Know there’s a story there- I have so many questions on this and- this isn’t platonic 💀😭 AT ALL - and there’s no excuse or explanations for this one, they just Move On 💀

The Speed at which they move on 💀

And then George goes So silent 🧍‍♀️

Dream is cruising through the questions and George is so silent now. He was Stunned into silence from that shut up LMAO

I like how Dream picked ‘absolutely’ on being able to tell George everything :’)

So.

Why does George not say anything on the ‘do you think your best friend is in love with you’ question? No joke, no protest, no- no nothing?

That leaves us to fill in the blanks king, just saying🧍‍♀️

Why does Dream sound sarcastic when he says it’s a tough question LMAO

“I have no idea” aight good answer ig LMAO let’s Pretend

George’s silence is for real very sus there. Very. 🥴

Dream putting ‘no’ on thinking he’s in love, is Very funny and shows just how blind he is to himself.

He rly put ‘I don’t know’ for the butterflies one and found the nearest ‘yes’ option for the kiss one and then still put ‘no’ at the end - he’s a lost cause and owns no mirrors I see how it is. (/j btw lmao I have hope in drema ofc, he too can become more self aware one day<3)

“You are a little in love with your best friend” cue both of them laughing in just the weirdest ways. George just sounds absolutely toneless like, I don’t think he’s even smiling with that laugh, gaze absolutely dazed at what he’s being witness to, not even knowing what to do with himself in that moment. And Dream’s laugh is also just, weird?

“You don’t wanna ruin it, Dream.” Followed by Dream’s immediate, “oh what? It says-“ like immediately moving on lmao 💀 that “oh what?” Sounded like “oh what’s that there oh that’s rly weird wow let’s move on from what you just said ahem wow really weird thing over there” LMAO

“There’s a two percent chance there” LMAO

OH NO THE SILENCE WHAT

I THOUGHT I ACCIDENTALLY PAUSED THE VIDEO BUT THE SILENCE IS SO LONG AND SO LOUD

Then Dream going onto pretending like he’s gonna do another test As If he’s not been planning his escape excuse from the very moment he got those test results LMAO

And the silent pauses are taking me out 💀

‘I think we’re done’ HOW COULD HE LEAVE AT THAT POINT 💀💀💀

“COOL PODCAST” IM DEAD ON THE FLOOR

“WHY ARE YOU SO NOSY” DREAM I- WHY U SO DEFENSIVE GEORGE ASKING WHERE YOU’RE GOING IS A NORMAL THING TO ASK 💀YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S SUDDENLY LEAVING

NOT DREAM AWKWARDLY SINGING THE WIZARD OF OZ-

HE SOUNDS SO WEIRD-

The tone of his voice is so off my guy is so ready to leave and sit and stare at a wall whilst looping heatwaves for five hours 💀

:((((( drema my beloved :((((( it’s okay to be in love !!

Not him leaving- he full on ignored George’s ‘where are you going?’

He’s not going anywhere istg the moment he left that discord he put his head in his hands and just Stared 💀

Poor George 🥺

#aight those were my thoughts omg this got so long LMAO #I legit thought I’d have barely any notes going into this #and then I ended up having to pause every five seconds cause there was just So Much to unpack 🥴😭#so Many Thoughts #so anyways sry anon that this took me a moment lmaoo #but here’s just a whole analysis on the are u in love w your best friend quiz #I never did do one like a lot of others did after that stream #I needed five business days to process #that turned into months apparently LMAO #but now here they are: My Thoughts #long post #that read me option has never been more needed LMAO #dnf observer answers ask #dnf tings and rambles #dreamnotfound #my analysis #edit: I was gonna post this a few days ago but Stuff happened so am posting it now finally🗣

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Brothers Conflict (Passion Pink) Part 1 - Asahina Masaomi Route

I am happy to announce that I will try my best to play Brothers Conflict in Japanese! Yes, it was Christmas so I splurged and bought Diabolik Lovers, Brothers Conflict and Norn9 hahahah. Hopefully I can do this! Apparently Brothers Conflict is an easy read because it's slice of life and uses normal everyday words so let's go! Ema and her squirrel Juli huh? That's kinda cute lmao. Anyway, I know the basic premise but it's kinda crazy to have like 11 new brothers, like wow. And her squirrel talks?! I guess it's nice to have a such a reliable squirrel "parent" for Ema since it seems so capable haha. I don't blame Ema for being so nervous though haha. Oh wow, Miwa (the lady Ema's father is remarrying) is rich and nice! Hahahaha, Ema thinks Masaomi is Wataru's dad, is he that old looking?🤣 Anyway, I know it's a game so Ema has to be surprised to know all these hot guys etc are her new brothers but if this was real life and I was nervous about meeting all these brothers by myself, I would definitely hope to have seen or have a photo of them with me lmao. Anyway, lmao at Wataru giving Ema candy for accidentally hurting her when he couldn't stop his bike in time lolll, who is the little kid here?!🤣 Awww, I don't like fan clubs but I do like Iori! He seems cool and kinda knows how to handle his fangirls. Ukyo mightttt be my type, we'll see🤣 Anyway, Ema is such a considerate daughter for not wanting to intrude on her father's newlywed life and deciding to live in the Sunrise Residence with all the other brothers, I would be so scared to live with a bunch of new random siblings lol.

Is a sunflower badge a symbol to show you're a lawyer or something? That's pretty cool! Anyway, Masaomi is the eldest son?! I totally assumed Ukyo would have been the oldest haha! Guess looks are deceiving. Hahaha, Ukyo calling him "nii-san" (older brother) is a shockk🤣 I admit that Kaname's purple kimono looks pretty cool, but dang, kissing the back of Ema's hand and then saying can he kiss other places too?! That's a great way to introduce yourself... I'm so glad Ukyo hit him for doing that lol. Lmaooo I thought Kaname was going to be a fashion designer of some sort but he's actually a Buddhist priest?! Wow lol. Oooh I like Tsubaki and Azusa's looks! They're cute, are they twins? Okay yep, they are. I love them already🤣 Omggg and they're both voice actors? They're getting cooler by the second🤣 I love how friendly Tsubaki is lol. I love how just as Ukyo hits Kaname for getting out of hand, Azusa does the same for Tsubaki lol. Lmao at Ema thinking to herself whether Tsubaki is "okay" in the sense of whether there's anything wrong with him because of how he talks hahahaa. Awww Subaru seems cute, he's shy with girls even though he's a university student! OMG Tsubaki is older than Subaru? I can't tell these age differences lol!! I like Iori a lot though hahaha. Lmao I thought Iori recognised Ema's school uniform because he knew girls from there but it was actually because Yuusuke (another brother) goes there hahaha, sorry my bad Iori. Tsubaki is so slack to hide from Yuusuke that they were going to have a new sister lolll. But his reaction was funny so I can understand. I find it hilarious how Yuusuke can't handle Ema being sad over him not approving of this loll, so he had to just agree to make her happy haha. HAHAHA, when Kaname asked Ema to call him "onii-chan" LOL, like geez dude!! And then even Tsubaki joined in🤣 I like Azusa, so I'm glad there was an option to call him onii-chan loll. I think it was pretty funny how they got her to keep calling them onii-chan lmao, it was nice how she played along with them and got to enjoy having so many siblings considering that it must have been pretty lonely with just her dad and he's probably busy working a lot of the time.

Awww that's so sweet, Ema woke up early hoping to make breakfast for the brothers! She's such an awesome sister. I have to agree with Ema, Kaname exercising early in the morning is a surprise haha. I honestly thought Ukyo would be the one there...and he is! Ukyo is the one who cooks breakfast and all the meals I guess! Lmao at the cute rabbit apron he wears🤣 Ukyo best boyyy! Omg Rui is pretty, I love his hair. But I find it so funny how he's like touching her hair and Ema is like so calmly just introducing herself to him lmao. Oooh, so we have another idol brother, lmao at Ema thinking the family were fans instead of him being a brother, like what are the chances that they would all be fans of him🤣🤣 Aww Mahoko looks like a cute best friend for Ema. Sasakura (the soccer ace guy) seems pretty friendly to offer to help Ema move. I have to agree with Ema though, Masaomi in work mode is nice to watch, I always think it's so sweet to see guys so kind and patient with kids (even though I don't like kids🥲). It was so sweet how Ema so honestly told him she would have liked a doctor like him when she was a kid, Masaomi blushing at her praise was actually pretty cute lol. Awww, his pocket is full of chocolates and other stuff as rewards for the kids! It's nice that he has a whole variety of stuff like stickers and mini cars since he doesn't want to give them too many sweets. It must be so heavy though lmao.

Fuuto sleeping CG is pretty cute~ LOL did he just say Ema is cute but it seemed like she's dumb?! Well, there goes your idol dreams, Ema lol. Lmao when he said she didn't deny it and said she's an idiot, like woww, way to go Fuuto, you're definitely an ass. He's probably traumatised or annoyed with his fangirls or something. I can so relate to Ema's rage, I would want to strangle Fuuto loll. Okay, I did something wrong and didn't realise I needed to go to the aquarium with Masaomi! Lmao at Ema saying all the fish are cute lol. Blushing Masaomi is so adorable though. It was so cute how he got embarrassed for not realising that he was really close to her, and it was so cute how Ema tried to explain that she didn't hate it and that it just made her heart beat really fast😂 Aww Ema and Masaomi both like small animals. Damn, these guys are rich, do they have a villa on an island?!! I think it's really nice how they all take the time out to go on holiday with the whole family there every summer vacation though. Considering how many of them there are and how busy they are, it's good to see that they try to make the effort to bond with each other. They've even got a private beach on a part of the island, danggg. Anyway, I love how welcoming the brothers are. I agree with Iori, Ema is really admirable to even do supplementary classes to help with going to her dream university, she's working hard!

You know, considering that these guys are her "brothers", I find it funny that they're quite unreserved towards the idea of doing date-like stuff with her loll! Like with the amusement park, Masaomi held her hand to keep it warm after she got a bit freaked out with the haunted house attraction lol! I guess considering the game, I should just throw that all out of the window and just enjoy it for what it is haha. I mean, I gotta admit, it's pretty cute. I guess it's not that cute after I looked at their character profiles and realised that Masaomi is actually 31 and Ema is like 16-17? Oh well, I guess I'll ignore that too😂 Aww, Masaomi seems like such a parent, he's sad that his brothers are older now and they don't rely on him as much for stuff anymore. I guess that would be something good but also sad to see. It's interesting how the dialogue changes when you get more hearts. It's like initially, Masaomi used to be like, nah I'm not free into yeah I'm free, and now he's just like let's go lol. I think the nicest change is that he used to leave to go somewhere else after their outing, but now he goes home with her. I think something that's nice to see is Masaomi "spoiling" her, like he doesn't do anything over the top, just simple stuff like buying her a strap, holding her bags etc, but I feel like because she's always lived only with her father, and now that he has a new partner, she's even more reserved towards not wanting to trouble others, so I think Masaomi treating her sweetly is nice. I find it so sweet how he understands her so well that he knows that she would feel bad about it, so he asks her to buy snacks for everyone in exchange. I love how Ema made a whole bunch of sandwiches on their zoo date, I love little picnics~ And it's so cute how she offered to make him lunch next time since he's always so busy with work that most of the time he just buys rice balls and sandwiches from the convenience store.

I'm so excited for their trip!! Lmao, I really want to see Ema's swimsuit now, considering how Subaru was so surprised by it, he told her to wear his jacket🤣 Aww playing with fireworks at the beach with Masaomi was nicee~ I think Masaomi really gives off that great big brother vibe that will ensure she'll never feel lonely, it's really heartwarming to see. Omggg there's the option to stay overnight in Masaomi's room now!! Not that anything happened (for now) since he just helped her study and she fell asleep there~ but it was really cute to know that Masaomi keeps all the letters he gets from his current and old patients, it's sweet that his room is "messy" because of it haha. Gotta love how Masaomi took his other futon to clean so now they have to share a futon lol, like how far away is Ema's room lolll! But anyway, it's fine I guess because it's cute~ It seems like from way back when he was a kid, Masaomi was already mature and stepped up to be the big brother that would help out his parents because they're so busy. I still wonder how he survives as a doctor if he nearly faints after seeing a little bit of blood lol, but yeah it's crazy how much of Masaomi's life revolves around his family. Even him choosing to be a doctor was because he wanted something stable, good income and have useful knowledge for taking care of his family if anything were to happen so that his parents wouldn't need to worry. He's such a good child. I found it so wonderful how Ema praised Masaomi for his work saying she could really see how much his patients really trust him and see how earnest he is with his work. Can't blame him for feeling so embarrassed hahahha. Okay, I'm dying at how sweet Masaomi's lines become. Now when you ask him on a date, he's like are you sure you want to spend your precious break day with me?! Hahaha, of course we do! And now when you ring his doorbell hoping to stay over, he looks forward to Ema being the one to ring it, I love it so much🥺 I find it so cute how he's more conscious of her staying over so late now hahaha. Omggg, he just asked if it was okay to share the same futon and Ema was like sure, awww that's so cuteee, they're practically together now lol. Omggg he confessed that he liked her when he thought she fell asleep! He even kissed her on the forehead! Awww!! I wonder how Ema will react now~

Kaname really loves to flirt with Ema allll the time doesn't he lol. Subaru blushing at Ema having baked his birthday cake for him is so cuteeee. Anyway omg, does everyone actually already like her?? Even Iori said he was happy that it was because Ukyo was busy so she ended up having to bake the cake and not because she wanted to since the beginning😮 Anyway, it was so cute how Masaomi said he wanted to be the first to congratulate her when she turns 20 (since they just came back from Subaru's 20th birthday), and okay, it seems like Ema lives kinda far from the guys?? Lol, I thought it was a shared house kinda thing. Anyway, their accidental kiss seeming led up to Masaomi giving her another kiss?! I feel like my heart was beating fast like Ema's lmao. LMAO when Masaomi offered a kid to ride on his shoulders to see the dolphin show properly (he even called himself an big brother/onii-san) and the kid still calls him an uncle/oji-san hahahaha. HAHAHA, I love how Ema readied herself to have Masaomi check her with a stethoscope (she was sick) since it feels embarrassing and she raised her clothes so high, he saw her bra or something lmao. LOL, Usa-tan sounds like an amazing doll that can shoot out stationery, record, be a calculator etc, like dang lolll. Omggg that Ema had to wear bunny cosplay for the school festival cafe, lmao when Yusuke saw it and was embarrassed lol. Ohhh, there's another older brother called Natsume who moved out of the mansion! I've lost track of how many there are honestly but Natsume is pretty good-looking. I'm so glad Azusa made Natsume apologise to Ema properly for being so rude to her when he didn't know who she was and reacted badly to her calling his name so familiarly. WHAT, TRIPLETS? Them being triplets is definitely a shock to me like whaaaat omg. Once again, impressed that Miwa had so many children and looks so good. I seeee, so Tsubaki and Azusa are identical but Natsume is fraternal oooo. Anyway, I was so shocked that I forgot to say I didn't even think about a wedding ceremony so I'm glad there is one for her father and Miwa hahaha. LOL when Miwa gave Ema the bouquet and told her if she likes any of her sons, she would help them hold the ceremony, like dang, she's already decided that she wants her new "daughter" to be like a true daughter loll. Gotta love it when your parents are supportive of you marrying your step brothers lolll. Anyway, seriously though, I guess that makes it easier for them later on with no parental drama haha.

It's so cute how Masaomi gives candy to Ema as a reward all the time hahaha. Well, Ema not being the real daughter of Rintaro was unexpected... I felt sorry for her when she found out and felt that she would be all alone if her dad told her the truth properly. I feel like Ema's always tried her best to be strong on her own because her dad was always busy, but he was family and she knew he would always be there because they're tied by such bonds so it was okay even if she was sad that she couldn't see him much, so I feel like her breaking down is understandable. I thought it was really sweet how Masaomi told her that he would always be by her side so she would never be alone, and that if she's still sad after talking to her dad, she can always go to him for help. It's sad that her parents died so early in her life, but I'm glad Rintaro decided to take care of her instead of leaving her all alone in some institution. It was also nice that Ema got to hear what she needed to hear, which was that even if they're not connected by blood, Ema is still his daughter, and I think it really helped her insecurities to hear her dad properly tell her that.

Lmaooo when Ema thought Hikaru was Kaname's girlfriend😂 On the other hand, I'm not sure what to think about Tsubaki and Kaname being "moe" to little sisters lolll, but I guess at least they're quite frank and obvious about Ema totally being their type lolll. Anyway, I guess now we've seen all the brothers! I knewww Miwa was going to ask Masaomi to go to an omiai but danggg. Especially since he's the oldest brother so I guess it was to be expected in his route. Awww I love how Masaomi so honestly told the girl he had someone he liked. I legit can't wait until they both tell each other their feelings, I'm so excited!! Lmaooo, Masaomi in a Santa Claus costume looks so funny hahaha. Awww he bought Ema a Christmas present!! It's nice that Masaomi gave Ema her very own Usa-tan! Anyway, omggg Azusa and Tsubaki are sooo close, it's actually kinda cute how much they love each other haha. I loved how Ema properly thanked all the guys during the Christmas party for looking for her when she ran away after realising her dad wasn't blood related to her, and I loved how they told her it was natural since she's family. When he hugged her thanking her for always encouraging him and supporting him, it was so cuteee, I love how much Ema loves seeing the serious Masaomi that dedicates himself to saving people however he can.

Masaomi is usually so tired from work, but I love how he's always like Ema is always welcome to visit his room! I think it was especially cute when Ema was about to go back knowing that he didn't get much sleep and she woke him up, but he knew that she wouldn't randomly just come to annoy him for nothing, so thankfully he got her to not feel like she was bothering him and gave him the chocolate~ Masaomi blushing is always the cutest~ Lmaooo Ema is like a pro gamer😂 I found it so funny how Subaru and Ema just told Yusuke to pick up items because he's weak😂 Awww Masaomi was sad that Ema didn't react to the pink heart necklace he gave her through Usa-tan! To be fair he did do it in a really roundabout way so I guess it's understandable that she didn't notice it, but luckily she did lol, so now she doesn't need to misunderstand that he thinks of her as just a kid. Ohhh, I thought Masaomi was just jealous that Ema was having fun with Subaru and them, but it was actually because he thought that Ema would probably have more fun and be more happy with a guy around her age and that's why he was sad🥺 I'm so happy that they both told each other their worries and how much they enjoyed their time together. Ema definitely was more brave to say she wanted to always stay beside him though haha. Lmao at Masaomi having eaten so many sweets at that shop he bought the white day presents for Ema loll. Anyway, I didn't realise Fuuto was actually like 2 years younger than Ema, considering how arrogant he seemed, I thought he was around the same age lol. Anyway, I obviously rose the wrong stuff and didn't get the best ending LOL. I was so sad when Masaomi was like, you'll always be my sister or something and it ended, and I was like excuse meeee!? Anyway, I redid the whole thing LOL. I knew that Masaomi had to get over the blood thing if something happened to Wataru so I'm glad Ema was there to kinda wake him up to do that haha. I missed out Ema in a kimono CG!! She was so beautiful!! And omggg, their wedding and expecting a baby endings were nice~ Definitely worth me going through all that again just to see it lol.

Overall, if you can ignore the fact that Masaomi is like 30 and Ema is 17, then this route was quite nice. Well, to be fair, the whole premise is a grey area so I guess the age gap shouldn't be a problem for most who decide to try this game haha. Anyway, I really liked Masaomi. He's like the oldest brother that's super caring about his family, but also a bit childish, maybe because he's kinda like Wataru's father lol. I thought Masaomi was the one who took care of most of the brothers but Masaomi got too busy with his job so that kinda fell on Ukyo instead, which I'm looking forward to in the future! But yeah, I really loved how kind, gentle and sweet Masaomi was all the time, and I really liked how much he had that nice older brother vibe that I super dig lol. You can say, he really soothed my heart LOL, like every time I spend some time going through the route, he always makes my heart warm and makes me smile because of how kind he is, and I just really loved that. I always love how he always takes interest in his patients' interests and does his best to understand them so he can better interact with these kids and make them have an easier time in the hospital. Anyway, I'm super proud of myself that I was able to finish this route in Japanese!! I probably didn't understand 100% of it, but I think I got most of it and I'm so happy about that! I probably spent wayyy too much time on the dictionary searching for kanji but I can definitely see the progress and I'm looking forward to finishing all the routes! It's still kinda crazy to me though, like I still remember once upon a time, I really wanted to play this game and honestly hoped for a localisation one day, but now I've given up and decided to just practise my Japanese with it instead lol. It's interesting how things have come to be, but I'm excited for the rest~

#brothers conflict

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No Country for Old Men

No Country for Old Men doesn't really need my praise, given that it won the Academy Award for Best Picture and Best Supporting Actor and several other awards. But I'm here to give it anyway! It is truly a work of art. Over a decade old and it has stood the test of time as a gripping thriller. Warning: this review is a bit all over the place, but I covered the bits I liked best!

The Big Bad

Javier Bardem. Where do I begin with him? I could watch this man clean up gunshot wounds in a cheap motel room for hours. It was so fascinating to see him work -- even if a lot of that work was brutal, cold-blooded, psychopathic murder. Watching him was like watching a true crime documentary. He felt real and chilled me to the core.

I commend the script for all its cleverness, but especially the intentionality behind Anton Chigurh's dialogue. I have never seen more unusual, rhythmic dialogue. What stuck in my head was his relentless way of asking questions. "Where does he work?" he asks the trailer park management lady. She tells him she can't tell him. Again, he asks, "Where does he work?" She tells him again, more firmly, that she can't reveal the information. In the same monotone, he asks for a third time, "Where does he work?" He puts on no charm. He does not bribe or threaten. He asks questions straight. He disguises himself as --but does not claim to be-- something he's not. He pretends to be a cop; a man stranded on the road; a hotel guess. People believe what he only appears to be. They make something of him, something recognizable, so that they know how to interact with him. Except slowly, through dialogue, he reveals to them his true, sadistic nature. And no one wants to believe it. Often the people he speaks with are dumbfounded, stammering out "Sir?" and "I don't understand." It doesn't dawn on them until its too late that he is someone they should run from. It's ironic, really. The goodwill and trust of other people is his bread and butter -- it's what allows him to extract information without force (at least at first) and to obtain all the resources he needs. There's a Southern hospitality theme that runs throughout. Many of the Texans he runs into offer him help -- little do they know that, with Anton Chigurh, it will likely cost them their lives. Everyone is a means to an end unless they are the end -- the person he means to kill.

Don't even get me started on his weapon of choice. It looks like he's carrying around an oxygen tank. It even gives him a misleading look of frailty -- like he might be using it to survive despite it not being attached to his person. If he was carrying around a gun, people might run in the other direction. But, seeing a captive bolt stunner, people are often just confused (I had to look up what it was called) -- and that's part of his genius too.

Yet he's tone deaf. He is easily irritated by small talk, seeming not to understand its point (award for most extreme introvert like, ever?). He nearly killed a gas station worker seemingly because of the small talk. A hint at his disturbed, unusual mind. As I mentioned earlier, he always cuts to the chase -- no fluff. He will get what he needs now, or else. Unless you're lucky and the coin toss flips in your favor. Or there are too many witnesses nearby. But rest assured -- there is no escaping this man. As Woody Harrelson's character, Wills, asks Llewelyn: "You've seen him, and you're not dead?"

Subverting Expectations

With a crime movie, you hope the good guy lives and the cops catch the killers, or that at least one of the two things happen. Nope! Not that simple with a Coen brothers film. Llewelyn is a law-breaking and a "street smart" guy but has a golden heart. He's empathetic (like when the "agua" man hung over his conscience) and only shoots people when he needs to -- Anton Chigurh is his foil, in that sense. Even though his resourcefulness and quick thinking gets him out of trouble for the majority of the film, he is suddenly killed by the Mexican cartel. We don't see it happen, we only see the drug dealers fleeing the scene and the aftermath. It comes minutes after a flirty motel patron tells Llewelyn that, whatever is coming, Llewelyn will never see it coming. And he doesn't. And neither does the audience, for that matter. With Llewelyn seemingly gearing up to fight Chigurh, I expected the two of them to have a showdown over the money. Llewelyn's death was sudden and abrupt. He didn't go out with guns blazing. He didn't get to showcase his strength. For all the times he has healed from injuries, Llewelyn--likable, honorable--still dies.

The sheriff retires -- he doesn't manage to track down Chigurh or anyone else for that matter. To him, Chigurh is a "ghost." The sheriff, at the end of the movie, describes himself as "ummatched," and that is underwhelming too. You fully expect -- or I did, based on previous crime thriller movies-- for some sort of justice to be served, for someone to be caught and locked away, but Chigurh is alive and free at the end of the movie and so are all the anonymous players of the drug cartels working these deals. There was no justice. Not for Llewelyn, not for his wife, not for all the collateral damage.

A Brilliant Script

Speaking of Llewelyn's wife! I loved her last show of defiance in the face of Chigurh. She was shocked but not surprised. Surely, his appearance scared her, but she knew death was coming for her -- and she didn't give Chigurh the liberty of making her death her responsibility. He was fully accountable -- and she made that clear. Was it a foolish choice? I don't know. It did leave me thinking for a while -- what would I do in the situation? The coin toss is the greatest mercy Chigurh is capable of bestowing on anyone. He is a Harvey Dent without a grudge. She chooses not to participate in the game and he kills her. I asked myself: were I in that situation, would I have chosen not to play? There were two options: she plays and has a 50% chance of living. She doesn't play, and she will, for certain, die. She chooses the latter. Is that bravery? I think so. It's certainly strength of character. She is principled in a wholly other way than Chigurh. I feel that I would have wanted to "call it" -- give myself a chance at living. But even that phrasing is misleading. No matter the "choice," Chigurh is the real judge, jury and executioner. And he chooses to kill. Always.

When he exits Carla Jean's house, I found myself wondering what had happened. In the first few seconds of the scene, it isn't yet clear whether he killed her. What follows is one of the more brilliant, subtle moments of the film: Chigurh checks the bottoms of his shoes. We know from an earlier scene that he takes care to keep them clean from the carnage of his crimes, and so, we also know he was checking to see if Carla Jean's blood had spilt on them. He murdered her.

The Ending

I have not yet uncovered the symbolic significance of the car crash, but I can try to take a guess. The car crash brutally injures Chigurh, breaking his arm and God knows what else. It is a random accident, not someone intentionally trying to kill him. Two boys who were riding their bikes behind him approaching Chigurh, who is sitting on the sidewalk, seriously injured. The boys offer him help only out of goodwill. But then he offers them money for one of their shirts, which they initially reject until he insists they take it. Is the symbolism in that? Of yet-uncorrupted youth starkly contrasted with his total evil? In offering them a large sum of money, is he corrupting them to think of life transactionally? As he walks away, the boys argue about splitting the money and he is no longer their concern -- greed is on their mind but only because he brought up money in the first place. (I feel like I cheated on this one because I read somewhere how the movie is about the rising forces of evil in the world that are hard to defeat -- hence the sheriff is unable to defeat them). Will this start them down the path of chasing money and power? Who knows. Maybe.

Overall: a movie I couldn't look away from except to run to the bathroom. I could watch hours of Javier Bardem in this role just sitting. Or eating. But preferably treating his own wounds.

Watch if: you're a fan of Ozark (TV show); or Fargo (movie or TV show).

#no country for old men #the coen brothers #javier bardem #my love <3 #josh brolin #tommy lee jones #kelly macdonald #film #text #i decided to cheer myself up by writing a movie review so HERE #i guess i only do these for movies i like lol #need to watch some shitty films #I ALMOST FORGOT THE PICTURES

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puppyexpressions · 3 years

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How Much Exercise Does a Dog Need Every Day?

If you own a dog, you have probably found yourself wondering “How much exercise does a dog need every day?” Depending on your schedule, that question might sometimes sound more like “How much exercise does a dog really need every day?”

As with people, the answer varies from dog to dog and is dependent on age, health, and breed. There are a few standard guidelines you can follow, however, to make sure that your dog is getting all the exercise she needs.

How Much Daily Exercise Does a Puppy Need?

You might have noticed that your puppy gets a case of the “zoomies” several times a day. The zoomies are easily identified, and symptoms include madly racing around the house, followed by collapsing into a puppy pile, preferably in your lap.

Puppies generally have more energy than adult dogs and so require more exercise in short bursts — like the zoomies. Since puppies are constantly growing, including several short walks or play sessions throughout the day is a safer choice than going for one really long walk, as this can be too hard on your puppy’s developing body. Ultimately, every puppy is different, and the more time you spend with your pup the more you will learn about how much exercise she needs to keep her happy — and you sane!

Talk to your vet or breeder about how much daily activity is appropriate for your puppy, and don’t forget that exercise is a great way to train and socialize your new dog.

How Much Exercise Does an Adult Dog Need?

Your dog’s breed heavily influences the level of physical activity he needs. High-energy breeds, such as Border Collies and Belgian Malinois, require a lot more exercise than low-energy breeds like the Bulldog or Basset Hound.

A breed’s exercise requirements are important to keep in mind when choosing a puppy. It is not a good idea to buy an active dog breed, unless you already lead an active lifestyle, and it is unrealistic to expect your toy Poodle to join you for marathon training – unless you are pushing him in a stroller.

Your dog’s health is also important. If your adult dog has a medical condition, such as hip dysplasia or heart or respiratory issues, talk with your vet about an appropriate exercise routine that will help him stay healthy without causing him discomfort.

How Much Exercise Does a Senior Dog Need?

Your senior dog might not be able to run as far as she once did, and you might have to eventually restrict her run to a walk, but proper exercise is just as important for your senior dog as it is for your puppy. Talk with your vet about exercising your senior dog, and also observe her behavior. As the owner, you know your dog best and are the best judge of how much exercise your dog can comfortably handle.

Exercise provides all dogs with mental stimulation and keeps them active, which can help prolong their lives and reduce the risk of obesity.

Tips on Dog Exercise

“How much exercise does a dog need every day?” is often the first question owners ask. The second (and one frequently asked by owners of high-energy breeds) is “How do you exercise a dog?”

Taking your dog for a walk around the block is a great start, and it might be enough for breeds with lower exercise requirements. Even couch potatoes appreciate variety every once in a while, however, and there are countless opportunities to exercise your dog in your daily life.

Hiking. Dogs love the great outdoors just as much as you do. Take your dog along on your next adventure or explore some new parks and trails in your area.

Going With You When You Cycle. While not appropriate for all dogs, many dogs go with their owners when they ride. Cycling on the road is often dangerous, but many towns have bike paths where your dog can safely accompany you.

Joining Skaters. Whether you inline skate, Rollerblade, or skateboard, your dog can accompany you. Just be sure to skate in an enclosed area at first while training your dog to this new activity, and always wear appropriate safety gear.

Swimming. Most dogs love the water, and swimming is great for dogs with joint problems, as it provides low-impact exercise. A life jacket can help your dog stay in the water longer for an optimum cardio workout.

Fetch. Fetch doesn’t have to be boring. Shake up your dog’s fetch routine by making her run uphill to retrieve a ball, or by tossing a ball into the water. Alternate between balls, Frisbees, or other prized toys to keep your dog on her toes.

Draft Work. Dogsledding isn’t just for sled dog breeds. Larger breeds often enjoy draft work, whether it involves a sled, a cart, or skijoring, and these activities are also fun for people.

Obedience. Obedience work might not seem like exercise at first glance, but practicing recall, retrieving, and reinforcing basic commands offers mental stimulation, as well as exercise. You can also teach your dog fun new tricks like weaving and twirling.

Dog Sports. With so many dog sports to choose from, you and your dog can try a variety of activities or stick with your favorites. Lure coursing, scent work, agility, obedience, flyball, dock diving, Schutzhund, and Rally are just a few of the options available.

Indoor Dog Exercises

Inclement weather can throw a wrench in your dog’s exercise routine. Hot days, cold days, and rainy days make it difficult to get outside for long periods of time, and may even pose health risks. Here are some indoor dog exercises you and your pup can do to burn off steam and stay in shape.

Stairs. Running up and down the stairs a few times when you can’t get outside is great for building muscle. Just be sure not to push your dog too hard, as this exercise is just as strenuous for dogs as it is for people. Take special care with Dachshunds, Pembroke Welsh Corgis, and other dogs with longer backs and shorter legs, because stairs may prove more challenging for these dogs.

Hide-and-Seek. Hide-and-seek gets your dog moving and provides mental stimulation. You can also work in a game of chase.

Treadmill. If you’re looking for a great dog exercise for high-energy breeds, look no further than a treadmill. With careful training, your dog may grow to love her treadmill workouts. While they are not a replacement for a walk or a run outside, treadmills build endurance and don’t rely on decent weather.

Tug. Games of tug, when played properly, build muscle and the human-animal bond. Most dogs enjoy tug, and there are a wide variety of tug toys available.

Agility. When we think of agility, we usually think of outdoor courses or large indoor agility spaces. However, you can make your own agility course with household supplies, such as broom handles, boxes, Hula-Hoops, and ottomans. Practice your agility skills at home, or consider joining a local club with an indoor agility space.

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starrynite7114 · 4 years

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Boots (Angel Reyes)

A/N: Another daddy Angel Request fulfilled! I’m going to make a list of requests just so you all can see if your request is on there or not. If I missed it on accident, please do not hesitate to let me know!

Thanks for the request Twinnie!

Enjoy! Happy weekend!

Ahhh there were so many cute options on the list I had such a hard time choosing! Can I please request "Little one playing dress up with a grown-up set of shoes" Thank you so much Twinnie ❤️😘❤️😘

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Credits to the original owners of the pictures!

Six year old Alena Reyes loved playing dress up. Her favorite article of clothing? Her father’s boots. She wanted to be just like her father when she grew up. It was quite adorable and Angel always loved seeing her walking around with his boots, even though you were worried that Alena would trip and fall. Coco got Alena a dirt bike recently and you knew it was a done deal from there. Angel and Alena always went riding on the weekends, with you and Junior tagging along. Junior was two years old now, so he couldn’t exactly ride with his big sister and father as of yet, but you know eventually, all three of them would be doing it.

You remembered walking in one day while Alena and Angel were home alone. You had just taken Junior to his check up and found Alena and Angel playing dress up. Alena was Angel and Angel was, well Angel. It was so adorable. Alena had Angel’s mannerisms down to a tee, though you were thankful she didn’t pretend to be smoking like her father. But ever since that day a year ago, Alena’s favorite person to dress up as was a biker or Angel. Before that, she wanted to be a princess, much like most little girl’s, but ever since Angel took her for a ride on his bike, that all changed.

Walking around the house, you followed Junior as he got the hang of walking. Alena led the way, walking in her father’s boots. She fondly told you that she would be daddy while you played mommy and Junior was the baby. It was very adorable.

“Come on Junior!” Alena encouraged her younger brother as he followed after her.

“Lena!” He followed after her excitedly.

You smiled, it was always so nice to see Alena and Junior play together. For some time, you thought you wouldn’t be able to give Alena another sibling. But now, you had two year old Junior and you were currently pregnant, with twins. Angel was hoping they were both girls, since he was a girl dad, whatever the fuck that meant, but it really didn’t matter to him as long as you two had another child.

It was the biggest blessing and you two couldn’t ask for more.

Angel always wanted a big family and you did as well. The fact you two could have that?

It was an amazing feeling.

“Alena be careful, you’ve tripped due to daddy’s boots before.” You warned her as she began to run.

“It’s okay mommy, you can fix me. And I’ll have cool scars like daddy” Alena grinned as she continued to run with Junior trying his best to catch up to her. “You’re so slow!” She exclaimed as she slowed her pace, just so her younger brother could catch up to her. “Mommy, Junior is still slow.”

“Lenny, he literally just learned how to walk, give your baby brother a break.”

Alena thought for a moment before nodding her head in agreement. “You’re right. Come on Junior, give me a hug.” She opened her arms. Junior walked the same pace, but reached his sister and hugged her.

“Lena!”

His favorite word to say was ‘Lena’, for his favorite person. And for Alena, just as it has been all these years, Tio Coco was still her favorite person. You watched as Alena fixed Junior’s shirt, which had ridden up due to their embrace. She always wanted to make sure that her baby brother looked good because his big sister always looked good. Alena was such a good older sister, you couldn’t ask for anything more.

But it wasn’t always perfect.

Angel was Alena’s person. Junior had mommy and Alena had daddy, plain and simple as that. It was difficult at first as Alena had a hard time sharing Angel’s affections with Junior. She adored her little brother, but Daddy was Alena’s person no matter what.

Even though Tio Coco was her favorite person. Angel was convinced that Coco must have paid Alena while you two weren’t looking, but you were certain that wasn’t the case. She really adored Coco since she admired Letty. And Coco was Letty’s father.

“When the twins are born, we’re bound to be their favorite person right?”

You shrieked, making Angel and Alena laugh. Alena obviously saw her father and didn’t want to bust him when he was trying to scare mommy.

“Angel!” You smacked his stomach making him groan. “You’re literally going to cause an early birth or something.” You were currently five months pregnant and you honestly couldn’t wait for them to come.

Angel chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. “Sorry mi amor, I couldn’t help it.” He looked at his children, squatting down so they could give him a hug. “Can Daddy get some love?”

“Is Tio Coco with you?” Alena knew how to turn them against one another. She didn’t mean to hurt her father’s feelings, but she knew it bugged him when she would ask for Coco. It became a fun game of poke Angel’s heart.

“Alena,” you warned her.

“I’m kidding daddy, you know you’re my favorite person.” She ran to hug him, her previous words already erased from Angel’s mind.

“Damn right I am.” He waited for Junior who made his way over, when he finally reached him, he let go of Alena and picked up Junior, giving his son a kiss on the cheek. “Look at my boy, next thing you know, you’re going to ride that mini Harley I got you.”

“No, bikes are our thing!” Alena pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “He can’t do it, he’s too little.”

“Sweetie, you all can do it. Wouldn’t it be fun to have Junior with you?” You reasoned with your loveable six year old.

“No, I’m going to be like Daddy when I grow up, see, I’m wearing his boots.” She frowned and you could tell Alena was becoming upset. You wanted to kneel down, but your belly wasn’t really helping out with your flexibility or movement recently.

Angel frowned as well, squatting down to talk to his baby girl. “Baby, you can still be like daddy when you grow up. You don’t want to share riding with Junior?”

“No, that’s our thing.” She began to sniffle and Angel knew the tears were coming next.

“Mami, it’s okay, riding will be our thing, okay?” Angel handed Junior to you, enveloping Alena in his arms. “It’s still early out, do you want to go out for a ride?”

“Yes!” Alena ran to her room to go change.

Angel looked at you and smiled. “I just have to cherish the moments where she still likes hanging out with me.”

“Don’t start, we literally have two coming, you will always have someone to spend time with.” You knew Angel was having a hard time with Alena growing up. Alena was his first born and as much as watching her grow was a treat, he knew that someday, it wasn’t going to be like this. Whenever Alena requested for his time, Angel gave it to her.

“She’s my first born though baby.” He wrapped his arms around you, Junior in between you two. “Next thing you know, she’s going to have a boyfriend and it’s going to be endless fights.” Angel was not looking forward to teenage Alena. She already had so much spunk. The fights were going to be something.

“Why do you anticipate fights?” You questioned him. Though, you were in agreement with Angel. They most likely will have fights since Alena was Angel through and through. “It’s cause you were such a little shit to your parents, karma is a bitch.” You teased Angel.

“Laugh it up now, you’re going to have a headache too.” Angel narrowed his eyes at you.

“I’m sure I will, but we’re a team, nothing to worry about.” You shrugged before you kissed him.

Junior put his hand in between you two, pushing Angel’s face away.

“Mommy mine,” he declared.

Angel held up his hands. “Alright little man,” he chuckled. “That ass is going to be mine tonight though.” He grinned mischievously.

“Ignacio!”

Angel let out a laugh before giving you a quick kiss and making his way down the hall to Alena’s room. When he arrived, he found his daughter with the mini Mayans vest he got her along with a flannel and jeans. She was still wearing his boots making Angel slightly shake his head.

“Mami, we gotta take those boots off, we’re not playing dress up right now.” Angel picked her up and the boots slipped right off.

“No! I’m not playing dress up, they’re riding boots.” Alena tried to wiggle her way out of her father’s arms, hoping to put the boots back on.

“Baby, I know, but daddy has a present for you.” Angel carried Alena to your room, sitting her down on the bed. Angel walked over to the closet and took the bag that held Alena’s present. He was going to wait till the weekend, but since they were going out now, he was certain she would want to have it. Taking the box out of the bag, he set it on the bed, sitting on the other side of it while Alena sat on the other side.

“What is it?” She kneeled, using the box to help her balance. “Is it the Stitch doll I wanted?” Her eyes were fixated on the box, thinking of what her father could have possibly gotten her. “Clothes? The gold bracelet? The headband with the cute bow? Oh, the backpack?!”

“Baby, when did you ever ask for these things?” Angel knew about the stitch doll, but the backpack, headband, bracelet and clothes? No knowledge whatsoever. And you usually told him whenever Alena made a request.

“Oh, I may have asked Tio Coco and Tio EZ.” She gave him a sheepish smile. “What did you get me?!”

Angel chuckled at his daughter’s enthusiasm. She really did have all the Mayans wrapped around her fingers. He opened the box and Alena’s eyes lit up.

“They’re your boots! But smaller!” She didn’t want to touch them, they looked so beautiful. “They’re so pretty daddy!”

“They’re for you baby, mommy and I got you riding boots.”

You were by the door, watching father and daughter as you held Junior. You were trying not to cry, but hormones were a bitch and just about anything could make you bawl.

“Thank you!” She launched herself at Angel, before making her way down the bed and hugging you. “Mommy, why are you crying?”

“They’re happy tears baby.” You assured her. “Come on, go try them on.”

“Okay!”

She climbed back up on the bed, and looked at her father. “Daddy, can you put it on for me?”

“Of course princesa, I got you.” Angel helped Alena put them on. Once they were zipped up, she jumped down and ran to the full length mirror in your closet.

“They’re so cool!” She ran back out and the absolute glee on her face made you and Angel’s heart swell. “We’re matching daddy!”

“Yes we are.” He stood up and looked at you. “You two coming?”

“Naw, we’ll stay here. Don’t stay out too late, family dinner tonight.”

“Of course not.” Angel took Alena’s hand. They both gave you a kiss as they made their way out to the truck that held the dirt bikes that the two owned.

You loved watching Alena and Angel together. He and Alena were two peas in a pod. No matter what, Angel had Alena’s back and Alena had Angel’s back. There were a few times where Alena would side with you, but more often than not, she was Daddy’s little princess. Which made you even more excited to reveal to Angel later that you two were having twin girls.

Angel was going to have two princesses to play dress up with and of course, his original princess, Alena Reyes.

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maribatlife · 4 years

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Lost Boys Pt 1

Apparently I never posted this over here. Whoops! Enjoy some Adrien and Damian Found Family

Summary:

Like Father Like Son: Damian starts Adopting at a Young age Nature vs Nurture: Bat Fam Edition "I’m fully aware of your adopting habits, this one is suitable and I will call him brother and he shall be my brother." - Damian al Ghul Wayne (probably)

Inspired by Lost Boys by Ruth B

AO3

Damian had heard about his father's unfortunate habit of adopting unsuitable heirs, however he never understood it. Why choose someone so obviously unworthy to continue on his legacy. It would change when he met his father. Batman would finally have a worthy heir and the others could be dismissed.

Currently he was in Paris, waiting for his mother to finish a mission. While she was busy, he was scouting out escape routes. No matter what anyone might say, he was in no way exploring the city. He was Damian Al Ghul and he was an accomplished assassin; he did not explore. There was an added difficulty with Paris' Akuma problem, he was more than up to the challenge. The heroes of Paris' were currently dealing with an akumatized baby on the other side of the city.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a black steak drop into a nearby alleyway. He crept closer, not making a sound in the empty street. In the alley stood Chat Noir, then in a flash of green light the cat hero disappeared and in his place was the model you couldn't escape in Paris and a floating blob.

"Cheese, I need cheese." The blob whined.

Agreste fished some cheese out of his pocket. "Eat quickly Plagg. I need to get back before anyone notices I'm gone."

"Kid, don't rush me. You have to appreciate the cheese. Plus, you might want to worry about the kid that just discovered your identity."

"Wha~, oh Ladybug is going to kill me," he said finally spotting Damian.

"Probably," Plagg added helpfully. "Tikki's chosen are usually goody-goodies."

"Tt, like I care about your identity Agreste." The blob, now identified as "Plagg", flew into his face. Upon closer inspection it looked like a cat.

"Listen closely kid, I'm thousands of years old. You become a threat to my kitten, you'll find out what happened to the dinosaurs firsthand. Got it?"

"I am the heir of the Demon's Head. Is that supposed to scare me?"

"Wait, why are you alone in Paris? Where are your parents?" Adrien interrupted.

In the background Plagg muttered, "So that old man is still alive. Need to talk to Sugar cube about that."

"Mother is… finishing some business and then we are leaving Paris."

"But you're left alone a lot? With a parent that only cares about how you perform in public?" At Damian's hesitant nod, Adrien smiled. "Same," he paused as if weighing the potential consequences of the next words. "Want to do normal kid stuff with me? Honestly, my dad probably won't notice and you're already out sooooooo…."

Damian quickly analyzed the benefits. His father was well known and had a prolific public life. If he could blend in with "normal kid stuff", while it might be tedious now, it would benefit him in the long run. "That is acceptable, Mother will call with a rendezvous point when she is ready."

"Okay first rule of being normal kids, use less words. Talking with proper grammar all the time is 'not cool'." The last bit was punctuated by air quotes. "Also, what's your name?"

Ah, a test. He had this. "Damian."

" 'kay Dami," catching Damian's glare he hurriedly continued. "Nicknames are important in friendships. They show trust and affection. We're going to meet my friend Nino to hang." As they walked down the street Adrien conveyed other bits of wisdom like "There's a whole group of food that you eat with your hands, using a fork and knife with those is considered weird," and "some people give hugs to show how much they care about you."

Damian half wished he could write these tips down. After all, everyone in the league had lived in the world and it was second nature to them.

"Yo my dude, what's up?" A boy with a red cap jogged up to them.

"Not much." Adrien gave the other boy a first bump. "This is Damian," be shot Nino a significant look. "His mom's like my dad."

"Hey little dude, welcome to Normal Kid land." He held his fist out towards Damian.

Damian quickly realized it was not an attack, but a greeting ritual and he bumped his fist against Nino's with only the slightest hesitation.

"Alright my dudes, let's go pick up the girls and get this chill sesh going."

Adrien turned to Damian as they walked towards Rue Gotlieb. "Every time we can hang out, we rotate who decides the activity. This time it's Marinette's turn, right Nino?"

"Yup Dudette's deciding and word on the street is there's a UMS 3 tournament happening at an arcade nearby. So, it's either going to be that or the new fashion exhibit at the Louvre."

They arrived at the bakery just in time to see Nathalie's car pull away and hear a screech of "Oh my God." They entered the apartment upstairs only to see Alya kneeling before Marinette.

"Girl you have to calm down."

"Alya do you understand how big this is? I have to start designing now. Oh, what will I wear?" Not noticing the boys entering the room she rushed to her sketchbook. "Okay, it's black tie formal." She started flipping the pages. "Sun dress, day dress, semi-formal, too casual."

The boys moved over towards Alya. "Babe, what's going on?"

"Adrien's dad just invited Marinette to accompany Adrien to the donor and VIP party for the new exhibit at the Louvre."

"Oh yeah," Adrien sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "I think Nathalie mentioned that to me."

"Sunshine," Alya said with her hands on her hips. "As my girl's bff I need advance notice of these things to avoid this." She gestured towards Marinette who was still frantically flipping through her sketchbook.

"Why do I have nothing black tie?" Marinette moaned.

During all of this Damian had made his way over to where Marinette was frantically going through her designs. "This one." He said with a commanding tone. "Make it longer and extend the embroidery on one side of the skirt.

Marinette screeched and clutched the sketchbook to her chest, while Damian looked on unimpressed.

"That was not necessary. You need to be more aware of your surroundings." Damian glanced at Adrien. "So, these are your… friends," the unfamiliar word heavy on his tongue. "What purpose do they serve?"

Adrien shot a panicked look towards Alya and Nino, when Marinette stepped in. "Friends don't need to serve a purpose. They support you when you're not feeling your best and you do the same for them. Friends are really just siblings that you choose for yourself.”

Damian was busy contemplating that thought when his phone beeped once, twice and then fell silent. Glancing at it he realized that Mother had finished her business and sent him the coordinates for their rendezvous point. He quickly left and it was only on the flight back to Namba Parat that he noticed the slip of paper in his pocket. Sneaking a glance he noticed a string of numbers and an email with a hastily scrawled note at the bottom that read “So we can keep in touch. -A.A.”

A few years had passed since that fateful day in Paris. Damian had been diligent in cultivating the relationship with Agreste. The biggest change came a few months after they met. It had been one of the few times Damian managed to get access to a web camera and slip away from his watchers for a few hours. He had quickly sent a video call request to Agreste. It had been the first time since they met in Paris and when the connection settled, he had used the title that only dwelled in the recesses of his mind. “Gēgē, I have been informed that I will be studying in London for the time being.” When he realized what he had called Agreste, he was quick to end the call. But his gēgē had not let him dwell on it and acknowledged the honor that came with the title.

Now, Damian stood in the shadows of the rooftop where Mother was confronting his father. As he surveyed the crowd before him, two fingers worried at that old worn piece of paper. The number it originally held was long faded from it's surface but forever imprinted in his mind. With a jolt he returned to the task he had been given. It would not do to miss Mother's signal and give Father a poor impression of his diligence, he thought. Father had only brought along his current Robin with him. That was fine. He could easily defeat him, and there was Mother's signal.

He strode forward with all the confidence he didn't feel. This was the easy part. All he had to do was defeat the charlatan in combat and claim his rightful place as his father's heir. Before he had time to prepare what he was going to say he was at Mother's side, her steadying hand on his shoulder. "Father," so far it was going well, "I thought you would be taller."

"Robin," his father's voice came out in a low growl. “Bring your brother to the Batmobile. I need a word with Talia."

Damian stalked past the impostor. Of course, Father would not have them fight there. There were too many potential witnesses. His face twisted into a grimace. Mother would never tolerate a beginner mistake like the one he just made. Father must be disappointed in him already.

He climbed into the black car Drake motioned to. He would correct his father's perception of him. He had to. Failure has never been an option for an al Ghul. Drake was talking to a Penny-One, who remotely enabled the vehicle's autopilot back to the "Cave".

The "Batmobile" parked just as two motorcycles roared into the cavern. One carried the familiar figure of Batman. The other, a bright red bike, carried another one of Damian's alleged brothers, according to the information Mother had given him. There was something about him, an important piece of information that Damian couldn't remember. Then Todd spotted him and hurled his helmet as hard as he could onto the cave floor with a sharp crack.

"Damnit Bruce! Another one?!" He roared as green started to tinge the blue of his eyes.

That was it. This was the one Grandfather permitted to use the Lazarus pool.

"Jason, Damian is my son."

"I thought we were all your sons you consarn sarding hypocrite."

"Jay-lad, I meant Damian is my biological son. With Talia."

Damian had used the momentary distraction of Todd losing his temper, -tt- amateur, to swipe Todd's phone. He raced into a sectioned off area of the cave. Not noticing his father's first ward descending into the cave. Dick quickly moved to calm Jason down. "Jay-bird, I get you're upset with Bruce, but we've got a bigger problem."

"And what would that be, dickhead?"

"Who's missing their phone? 'Cos the kid just ran into the changing room with one."

They all barreled after Damian, stopping just outside the door.

Inside Damian was listening to the ring of the phone, willing Adrien to pick up with every ounce of his body.

"Hello?"

"Gēgē, it's me."

"Dami, what's wrong?"

"I think I messed up." He paused, "Mother decided that I was ready to meet Father. To assume my rightful position as his heir." Adrien hummed and that was all the encouragement Damian needed. "I insulted him when I greeted him." He admitted. "Todd was angry about my existence and Drake is my competition. Grayson does not appear to be here. How can I possibly gain Father's approval now?"

"Dami, you're a good kid and no matter what happens you have me," he paused. "And I'm sure Mari would love for you to be her little brother. But why not try bonding with them over their interests. But if worst comes to worst, remember what Mari said friends are?"

"Yes, thank you, gēgē." Damian quickly deleted all traces of his phone call, before moving to rejoin his father and the rest. He opened the door only to see his father completely filling the frame.

"You have a brother?" He demanded.

"Due to your habits, father, I have a multitude."

"Who were you talking to?" He demanded again. “Your mother didn’t mention another child of ours.”

“That is none of your business.” Damian shot back, as his alleged brothers’ heads moved back and forth between the pair, looking like the strays they were. It appeared that Grayson had joined them while he was on the phone.

"Bruce, it’s been a long night for everyone.” Grayson started

“That is quite right Master Dick. This can all be discussed over breakfast tomorrow morning.” Pennyworth announced as he walked down the stairs to the cave. “Young Master Damian, if you would return Master Jason’s phone, I will show you to your room now.”

“That is acceptable, Pennyworth.” He handed the phone back to Jason and left the room after Pennyworth.

As soon as they were gone, “Jason, give the phone to Tim. Tim, trace who Damian just called, start looking for any connections to the League of Shadows.”

Fifteen minutes later Tim had to be the bearer of bad news. “Sorry Bruce, but according to the phone, no calls have been made on it all day. The only way we’ll find out who he was talking to anytime soon is if he tells us.”

“HA,” Jason barked out. “B, finally has a kid just as paranoid as him.”

“Damnit!” Bruce’s fist hit the table. “I need to know.”

“Bruce, why is it so important? It was his brother.” Dick questioned

“What if it was code? This could all be a part of Talia’s plot.”

“So, we keep an eye on the twerp. It’s not the end of the world.” Jason started to leave the cave.

The next morning, Damian descended for breakfast. Unfortunately, Father’s band of orphans had already assembled at the table. In addition to the group he had expected, a woman sat next to Father, laughing at something Grayson had said.

After he finished eating, the umbrage of questioning started.

“Who’s your brother?”

“It is not important to you; I am your only blood child.”

“Where does he live?”

“France,” Damian acquiesced. France was a large country, the odds of Father finding Gēgē were minimal.

“How is he connected to the League?”

Damian hesitated, if he did not answer this question, Father could ask Mother about Gēgē, which would endanger him. “He isn’t.” Damian used the resulting confusion to slip away.

He had been wandering the grounds for a few hours when Grayson found him.

After a while of walking in silence together, Grayson spoke. “So how’d you meet your brother?”

“Mother had a mission in France. She decided to test me on how well I could blend in. Gēgē found me while I was waiting for her to finish. He insisted on keeping in contact when I had to leave.”

“Any questions for me?”

“Who was the woman at breakfast?”

“Selina, she’s B’s fiancee. Why didn’t you want to tell B about your brother?”

“I’ve had to keep him secret for years from Mother and Grandfather. What does Father expect from me?”

“That’s complicated. Do you mean what does he expect right now, or what does he hope for from you?”

“Both.”

“B hasn’t said what he expects from you. I think he’s nervous about why your mom brought you here, now. But his hopes for you are the same as the rest of us. That you adapt to this change well and are happy here. Eventually, he’s hoping you trust him, but I think it’s a little soon for that.” They fell into silence again as Damian contemplated that answer. Eventually, Dick spoke again trying to steer the conversation into neutral territory. “What do you like to do?” Damian shot him a puzzled look. “In your spare time? What do you like to do?”

“I draw. When will Father set the trial by combat?”

“The what?”

“The trial by combat against Drake. For the position of Robin. It will be soon, correct?”

“Why would you fight Tim? That’s not how Robin works. When Tim is ready to become a solo hero, he will pass down the title.”

“I am Father’s rightful heir. It is my duty to fight by his side.”

“I’m pretty sure B doesn’t expect that.”

“-tt-,” Damian walked in silence back to the house with Grayson.

When they got inside, they separated. Damian headed back towards his room. Dick, however, walked like a man on a mission. “Alfred, do you know where Bruce is?”

“I believe Master Bruce went to the cave.”

“Thanks.” Taking the stairs two at a time, he rushed down to the cave. “Seriously, Bruce? You find out you have a son and instead of getting to know him, you’re down here doing the paranoid Bat routine?”

“Dick, this is important. Who knows what Talia is plotting? I can’t give him too much information.”

Tim looked at Dick and then at Bruce and quickly decided to make his exit.

“He has a name B. And maybe if you actually, I don’t know, talked to Damian, you could figure this out faster.” A bing came from the computer and Dick moved to investigate. “Really, a DNA check?” He picked up the file folder. “Well congrats Bruce, it’s a boy.” He threw the file into Bruce’s chest and stormed back up the stairs.

Just before Damian entered his room, that woman approached him. “Hey, Damian, right? I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier. I’m Selina Kyle.”

“Yes, Father’s latest paramour.”

She chuckled but before she could respond Drake stormed by. “What’s wrong Tim?”

“Dick and Bruce are at it again. I’m getting out of the blast zone.”

“Well, why don’t we all go out shopping? Damian, I’m sure you need to pick some stuff up.”

“-tt- That will do.”

As Dick stormed out of the cave, the group of three pulled out of the manor driveway.

“Dick, Chum, I’m just trying to be careful. He already knows everyone’s identity, and maybe he’s not a part of Talia’s plot but I can’t just accept that. Talia doesn’t do anything without a reason.”

“Fine, but you could at least talk to him.”

“I-“

“Talk to, not interrogate him. I bet I know more about his brother than you do.”

“How?”

“We played 20 questions. Damian met his brother while Talia was on a mission in France. His brother insisted on keeping in touch, and Damian believes that Talia and Ra’s didn’t know about this brother.”

“Why wouldn’t he tell me this?”

“Because he doesn’t know you.” Dick was exasperated. “You didn’t even introduce Selina to him.”

“I didn’t?”

“No, B you didn’t. I get that it’s important for you to make sure we’re safe but you have to remember that he’s 10. His life has just been completely uprooted. On another note…”

“Jason?”

“Jason, you really need to let him know you don’t hate him.”

“I could never!”

“I know that, and you know that, but does Jay know that?”

At the mall Damian had selected some civilian attire, thanks to a surprise shopping trip with his Gēgē and Mari he learnt how to shop for clothes. That woman was well suited to help him pick out clothes. Then Drake dragged them into a nearby technology store. “What are we here for?”

“Well, you’re going to need a phone, Babs and I’ll make sure it’s secure tonight,” Drake started. “Plus, a laptop, for school, game systems, so you know what the other kids are talking about- “

“Wait,” Damian interrupted. “Father is going to send me to school. With children?!” He was incredulous and aghast.

“Well, yeah,” Drake replied. “It’s the law.”

“I am so far beyond whatever those incompetents could possibly teach. I have a Doctorate!”

“Then B will say it’s for social skills. Point is you’re going to have to go and the laptop will let you Skype your brother.”

“Alright, but I will fight Father about school.”

“Been there, tried that, have the commemorative Mug.” Drake continued as he peered at specifications. “One of the first things you’ll learn about Bruce, is that us appearing to be well-adjusted people is very important to him. If it helps think of school as being undercover. You need to convince people that you’re a typical 10-year-old, not someone who has a PhD.” With that Drake selected a laptop and moved on to grab a Switch system and some Pokémon games.

As they left the store, she asked, “Need anything else, Kitten?”

Damian hesitated. Should he trust them with this? “If there is an art store…” he trailed off.

“Sure Kitten,” Kyle said. “What type? Drawing, painting, knitting? Whatcha like?”

“Primarily drawing and oil painting.”

“Well if you ever want to try knitting…”

“Selina stop trying to induct another person into your knitting cult. You already got Jay, isn’t that enough?”

“Nope,” they walked into the craft store. “Kitten, I’ll be in the yarn section, just grab what you want.”

“You don’t even like the yarn here!” Drake shouted after her.

Selina ignored him as she walked off. Damian looked at him questioningly as he grabbed sketch pads and canvases. “Why did you not go with her?”

“She’s going to be over there for a while. Plus, I’ve spent tons of time with Selina, I haven’t spent time with you.”

“Why would you want to? I am a threat to your position. Unless, this is to learn my weaknesses. I see you possess a superior sense of strategy than I had originally suspected Drake.”

“Wha-No, why? You’re my new brother, I want to know more about you.”

Damian headed off to find Kyle with Drake tailing after him. “You can admit to the ruse. I have found you out.”

“You’ve found nothing.”

“Being disingenuous is unbecoming. I have discovered your scheme.”

“Damian, I literally just want to get to know my younger brother but go off I guess.”

Damian’s confusion from that statement only grew as they found Selina with a cart full of yarn.

“We left you alone for 5 minutes.”

“I have zero impulse control. I don’t know how you keep forgetting this.” She replied plucking Damian’s choices from his hands and adding it to the cart.

They drove back, only to be greeted by a very confused Bruce as Selina carried bags filled with yarn into the house. “Come on Baby Bat, you need to know where the craft room is.”

“What happened?” Bruce asked Tim.

“We took Damian shopping; I think we bonded but apparently he thinks I have some scheme to defeat him in a fight. Don’t know what that’s about, but I need coffee.” Tim replied going into the kitchen.

That night was the start of regularly scheduled calls between Damian and Adrien. Damian took extreme precautions to keep the calls private. They where never the same night of the week or the same time of evening, and while he locked the door to his room, he never called from there. Despite bets to the opposite, Jason was the first to find Damian while he was on a call.

“Yo, Gremlin, whatcha up to?”

“None of your business, Todd.”

“Dami, is that one of your brothers?” Came an unfamiliar voice.

“-tt-, it is no one important.”

“Aw, Gremlin, I thought we were closer than that.” He captured Damian in a headlock and got a good look at the screen. “Oh, you’re that teen model…” He snapped trying to remember the name.

“Adrien.” Adrien supplied.

“Yeah, that’s it! You’re the Gremlin’s brother?”

“Todd, remove your hands before I remove them for you.”

“Touchy, touchy Baby Bat.” Damian snarled at him, while Jason pulled out his phone and took a selfie with the computer and Damian.

“Delete that Todd.”

“No can do, you know how the others are. I won and now I have proof.”

“TODD,” Damian screamed, as Jason ran back to the house.

After that, all the Wayne boys made consistent interruptions in Damian’s calls. Grayson was the most frequent. Drake was second and the most annoying, constantly pestering Adrien with questions, that varied from how often he sees his father to how many hours he worked modeling for his father’s brand.

“Hey Dami, why does your brother keep asking all those questions?” Adrien asked one day.

“It is Drake, I try not to delve into his potential thought process.”

“Well, Damian, that sounds like a you problem.” Drake shot back as he continued to type on his laptop.

“Anyways, Dami school got out early today.”

“Oh, what was the reason this time?”

“Mr. Pigeon again. Poor Mr. Ramier, all he wants is to feed the pigeons.”

“Wait, what?” Drake interrupted again.

“Drake, Gēgē is trying to tell me about his day and complain about Hawkmoth. Stop interrupting.”

“Who’s Hawkmoth?”

“Wait,” Adrien interrupted, “You don’t know about Hawkmoth? Paris’ supervillain? Attacks at least 4 times a week for the past 4 years? His Akumas are always defeated by Ladybug and Chat Noir? None of this rings a bell?”

“No,” Drake said slowly.

“Ugh,” Damian rolled his eyes. “Here research away to your heart’s content and let me talk to Gēgē!”

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MO ASTOR- CHAPTER 36

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Mo Astor Chapter 36

Jax

It’s been a long time since it was just me and my baby sister. I’m looking forward to the one-on-one, though I’d never admit it out loud. She’s been my rock through some hard times.

I imagine she’d say the same for me. When life around you is constantly shifting, you look to each other to remain stable. That’s something most don’t understand. That bond you have with someone who holds you down through all the bullshit is lifelong. It doesn’t break when you do jail time, have a difference of opinions, or get busy with life. So yeah, I guess civilians right, we ain’t like them.

“Morning,” I call as I walk into the house and disarm and reset the alarm.

“You’re making me regret giving you a key.” I follow her voice into the kitchen.

“You love it when I visit,” I retort.

“Did you tell the incubator I’m coming with you?” She asks cutting straight to the point.

I snicker. “Believe it or not, she prefers you.”

Journee scowls.

“Proves how fucking stupid she is,” she mutters.

“Jesus, Baby J. hold a grudge much?”

“Pot meet kettle. Mr. Let’s measure our dicks with Kick.” She finishes rinsing off her dishes, and piles them into the dishwasher.

“That was setting boundaries.”

“Riiight. Whatever you need to help you sleep at night. At least I own my crazy ass tendencies.” She pouts.

“’Cause that’s better?” I lean against the counter beside her.

“Oh, yeah bro. Always best to know yourself.” She winks

“You’re full of shit.”

“Guess that’s why my eyes are brown, huh? Wait that can’t be true. Cause your eyes are sky blue, J.”

“You’re supposed to be coming along for moral support,” I reminder her wryly.

“I am.” She pats my cheek as we head out of her house towards my bike. “I’m breaking you down to build you up stronger.”

“That’s some fucked up Gemma logic.” I mutter.

“She did raise us to be like her.”

“You say that with a straight face and it becomes a scary story.” She laughs.

“I know.”

“Such a little shit.” I’m smiling as I say it. Like a true little sister, no one can get away with more bullshit than her, and she knows it. It reminds me of the year she and Tommy were as thick as thieves. He was a lot like her in many ways—more soft spoken and thoughtful. As an only kid she had a crazy patience for him, reading him books, and letting him trail along beside her.

Part of me wondered if they’d have ended up together if things were different and she’d be a Teller for another reason. Especially with how things ended up for me and Lee.

I push the thought out of my mind. What if’s did nothing but drive you crazy.

“So, what exactly did I agree to go to anyway?” she asks.

“Don’t you think you should’ve asked that beforehand?” I tease.

She shakes her head. “You know I’m your ride or die.”

“I do. Basic check-up, and then lunch. I get the feeling she’s got some new man.”

She whistles. “Damn that fast?”

“Hey. If it keeps her from dicking with me and Lee, and doesn’t affect my boy, let her be happy.”

“All kidding aside.” She shuts the door to the dishwasher and turns to me. “ I’m proud of you, big brother. You’ve come a long way.”

My neck grows hot. “We both know Lee had a lot to do with that.”

“Your, opening your eyes and seeing what was in front of you did that. You and Lee were always just a matter of when not if.” She starts the wash cycle.

“So sure.” I roll my eyes.

“I could see it. Over the years you got so close, but something always kept you from clicking.” “Deep down I knew in order to keep her I’d have to get my shit together, and I wasn’t ready to do that. So I stayed back ‘cause fucking things up between us wasn’t an option, you know?”

“Things came out the way they were meant to.”

“You really think that?” I glance into her soft brown eyes, and she gives me that Madonna smile that makes me feel like everything is going to be alright. I can always be real with my sister because I know she’s going to give me the truth. Wither I want it or not.

“I do.” She reaches over and places her hand on mine. “You both had some work to do before you could commit to forever.”

“You think I have it in me? Forever and kids and all that?” I ask cautiously. So far, I’m screwing up the baby thing with my first born. It’s scary thinking of another person depending on me, let alone a child. It changes everything, and our life is unpredictable.

“You are your father’s son. Is there even a doubt?”

“Naw.” I lie, trying to fake it till I make it like I always do.

“Didn’t think so. You’re paying for lunch right? ‘Cause I’m starving.”

I laugh.

“You about to try to put a hurting on my wallet?” I hand her my spare helmet before climbing on my bike.

“Better than putting a hurting on your ex.” She says with a shrug, clipping the helmet on.

I chuckle, pulling my helmet on.

“You have a valid point. Damn you are our mothers’ child.”

She blows a raspberry, before mounting my bike. Little sis knows since she’s doing me a favor, she has the upper hand—and she’s going to milk that shit for all it’s worth. It’s the Teller way.

~~~~~~~ I’m pleasantly surprised and slightly bewildered by the manicured lawn and uncluttered space by the garage. The large black garbage cans are lined up neatly by the curb on the street.

Pulling into the driveway, I remove my helmet and pause to take in the freakish cleanliness it’s lacked in prior visits. This is above and beyond the duties we assigned the prospect keeping tabs on Wendy’s house.

“Well. This is different,” Journee whispers.

“Yeah.” I frown and turn to look over my shoulder.

“Maybe Ma sent over multiple prospects to tidy up.”

“Nu-uh.” Journee shakes her head.

“She said this was your mess to handle.” I purse my lips. “Which means it’s up to me to help you out with the pile of shit you’ve landed in.” Journee sighs.

“I feel the love.”

Journee shrugs. “I’m only speaking the truth big bro. You choose poorly for your first baby Mama. I told you how I felt about her long before you decided to give her your crow.”

I scowl. “No need to rub it in.”

“I’m just reminding you to listen to me. Sometimes I know things.” She flicks my ear and climbs off the back of my bike gracefully.

“Let’s get this torture session over, please.”

“You think it’s bad for you? I got eighteen years of this bare minimum.”

Storing our helmets in my saddlebags, I wrap an arm around her shoulders. “Come on, be my buffer.”

“I should let you go up in flames,” She mutters.

“That’s not sisterly,” I say with a grin.

“Jaxass.” She mutters.

We climb the steps, and the door swings open to reveal Wendy before we can even knock. My jaw drops at her appearance. I glance over to find Journee equally shocked.

She looks like a fucking Stepford wife in a pale-yellow sundress complete with a flared skirt and heels. Last time she dressed like this a waffle iron came flying at my head.

“Jackson. Cat got your tongue?” Wendy smirks.

Journee growls. “Aaaah, the little cocoa sidekick.”

“You know it only takes nine months to bake a baby, and you’ve got what...” Journee taps a finger against her cheek. “Less than three months left?”

“Nice to know you can count,” Wendy sneers.

This is a new woman in front of me. I’m glad that she’s gotten the idea of us getting back together to be a family out of her head, but this one-eighty makes me uneasy.

I scan her body, and notice the thick strips of white medical tape over her entire right forearm.

They stand out against her nineteen-fifties get up.

“The fuck.” I grab her arm. “What are you hiding?”

“Your mark. Which meant nothing.” She spits, tugging her arm away.

“Let me see.”

“Fuck you, Jackson.”

Journee moves forward, blocking the doorframe with her body to keep me from dragging the smart-mouthed bitch out.

“I swear to God. If you’re using again.” My breath quickens, and my visions tints red as rage builds up inside me like an inferno about to blaze out of control.

“You can take it off on your own. Or I can make you,” Journee says softly.

“One of these days, someone is going to put you in your fucking place. You don’t even belong here,” Wendy growls.

Journee climbs up another step, getting in her face.

“I know exactly who I am, where I belong, and where I’m wanted. You could never say the same, could you? Poor little lost girl, with loose legs begging to belong.”

Wendy blinks and turns away. Her hands tremble as she unwraps the tape and thrusts her arm toward me. “Look your fill. You dick.”

I peer down at the unmarred skin, and my knees nearly go weak with relief. “It better stay this way.”

“I have someone to take care of me now, Jackson. I don’t need your bullshit concerns.”

“The minute you give birth to my baby you can do whatever the hell you want. Until that time, your business is mine.”

“It’s my baby too.” Her tone makes me stand up straight.

“What was that Wendy?” My voice drops an octave. “Is the junkie with no job trying to tell me she thinks she’s the better parent?”

“Inside.” Journee whispers.

Of course, We always have to keep up appearances here in town.” My mother’s voice plays in my head.

The fresh scent of cleanser and scented candles greets me. The house has never looked this good.

Who turned her into June Cleaver? I search the place for clues. The laundry basket resting on the couch has t-shirts that are far too big for Wendy, and the black boxers are a dead giveaway.

I don’t feel anything for her. I haven’t for far longer than I care to admit. But I do worry about the company she’s keeping with my boy still in her belly.

He’s not a junkie. Shit’s too put together for that.

“Going somewhere?” Journee asks, nodding toward the kitchen.

I spot the half-packed boxes and bare spaces on the counter.

“I don’t want to stay in this house of lies.” Her dark eyes burn into mine.

“And where do you plan on going?” I ask. She looks away.

“Do you really want us to have to find you?” Journee asks.

Wendy crosses her arms under her breasts, pulling the material tight around her waist.I take in the bulge that’s grown over the past month.

“I’m just preparing.”

“You’re not supposed to be lifting heavy things right now.”

“I have help,” She snaps.

“You aren’t the only person who’d ever want me.” Her hands ball into fists. “If you can move on, so can I.”

“No one is saying you can’t, you crazy bitch. Calm the fuck down before you distress my godson. There’s no reason for everyone to get all worked up. We get it. Wendy bagged herself a new man. Good for you. We’re here to get our report on the baby, and we’ll be gone. The quicker you update us, the sooner we’ll be out of your hair.” Journee holds her hands out like she’s wrangling two high school kids about to fight.

Huffing, she stalks over to the large chair and sits down crossing her ankles, like some kind of proper lady. I’m in the fucking twilight zone. I lean forward with my arms on my knees, drinking up her reports. My boy is growing properly and healthy. It’s more than I could’ve hoped for, considering how fast and hardcore we were living when she got knocked up.

We were both empty shells looking to fill up spaces neither of us could ever fit into.

It’d been fun for a while, but it had never been built to last. She wasn’t even a consolation prize post-Tara tear down— Wendy was a pretty thing to warm my bed and play by the club rules without question. Now I’m paying for my poor choices.

“You satisfied?” Wendy asks. Journee looks at me, and I nod.

“For now.” Journee nods her head, and we both rise.

“Same time next month, Case.” Journee drawls. Such a little shit. Makes a brother proud.

She scowls as we leave.

“What. the fuck, Jax?” Journee whispers.

I shake my head. “Not sure, but if he keeps her shit together for the next 2 and half months, I don’t much care.”

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Sitting down at the table in Hannah’s, I wait for J to finish most of her meal before bringing up the main reason I wanted to go out to lunch after.

“All right Baby J, so…I gotta admit there's another reason I brought you along today.” I begin, wiping my hands off with my napkin. She rolls her eyes playfully at me. “Of course there is. So, which of my skill sets will you need for this favor? I've got a few spots saved in the woods for disposal and Hap gave me an amazing cleaner kit for my birthday.” She says with an excited grin and a bloodlust in her eyes. She is so her father’s daughter. I can't help but chuckle, shaking my head in Disbelief. By looking at her you'd never guess what she was capable of. But with her dad the Sergeant at Arms of Grim Bastards, and her mentor Happy Lowman…there’s a side to her that I never want to get on the bad side of. “Well I do need your skills, just not those ones.” I say, taking a sip of my water. She raises a curious eyebrow at me before smirking.

“Sorry bro, my other skills are only allowed to be enjoyed by my husband and my wifey. As kinky as my old man is, I don't think we're ready to swing just yet.”

She teases with a wink and I damn near spit my sip out. “Jesus J, not that either! Shit little sister, I’ve only just begun playing in Lee's pussy myself. No other dick is going to be poking around in her till it’s been claimed to completion.” Her eyebrows shoot up.“Already planning on making her your second baby mama?” "Second and final. But not just yet. I just got her to say I love you to me. If I plant the seed too soon, I'm worried she'd rip out the roots.”

She rolls her eyes. “Naw Bro, Lee'd never terminate.”

“Oh I know, I wasn't talking about the baby. I was more concerned with her going Loreena Bobbitt on me.” I say honestly, shifting in my seat at the imaginary pain. She bursts out laughing, nodding her head in agreement. “Yea, that uh, that might be more likely.” She says between adorable little snorts.

I nod my head in agreement. “Exactly and seeing is how I ain't planning on changing my singing voice anytime soon, I'm real careful how I'm navigating this one.” Feels like the story of my life right now. It’s been a unique experience having the girl be hesitant with me.With Tara and Wendy, we went full steam ahead, and the crows afterwards all but jumped on my dick the minute I looked at them.

Lee is different. And being with her like this has shown me just how special she is.

She’s worth the time and the energy to make this work for both of us.

J offers me a soft, approving smile. “That's good to hear.” I nod. It’s a relief knowing how much baby sister supports us. None of this would’ve happened without her, and I know she’s got my back to help me navigate these new relationship waters. “Besides she's got that IED thing in her arm.” I add.

She bursts out laughing again and this time I'm a little confused.

“It's an IUD dumbass. Lee doesn't have a fucking bomb implanted in her arm.” She teases and I can't help but chuckle.

There's a joy in her eyes I haven't seen since before the whole Kyle debacle. I'm not the least bit surprised her old man helped put it there. I've known about his crush on her for years, but I knew better than to say shit. I figure if Chibs was taking his time there had to be a reason. Brother was one of the most strategic mother fuckers I knew. I was fifteen when he patched in, and after losing my old man, I saw him like the big brother I never had. There was no one I listened to and trusted more than Filip Telford.

I loved Ope and, there would always be a lifelong bond between us, but when he met Donna, we both felt something sever between us. He became a family man almost overnight, and I wasn’t done sewing my wild oats. Plus, the way the whole thing went down with him hurting J, it never sat right with me. Those two had been headed in a direction that would’ve been something real special. But then Mary got involved, dragged him away and he came back with Donna.

I can still feel my anger at the look of heartbreak he’d put on Journee’s face.

He’s been out a few months now and I rarely see him. The separation has been painful, but he’s trying to go the way of the straight and narrow for his family. Donna’s laid out the rules damn clearly. If he gets into trouble again, she’s out. Should’ve had brown babies Ope. This was the real danger of marrying and procreating with a Civi. They never fully understood our world, and few respected the price that sometimes must be paid to be apart of it. I don’t resent Ope for finding love, but I do resent his love for taking him away from his family.

“All right, Well then I'm lost Jay boy. If it ain’t cleaning and it ain’t playtime…what could you need from me?” She asks, taking a sip from her drink. My stomach flutters excitedly. I reach into the pocket of my cut. Producing the crinkled, early stages of a sketch I’ve been working on, I slide it over to her.

“Need the artiste in you little sister.” She glances at me and then opens the paper. My excitement turns to nerves as I watch her eyes studying the picture presented to her. "What am I looking at here J?" She asks and I scowl slightly. "I mean I know I'm not a great artist like you, but you can tell it's a crow.”

She chuckles. “I mean I know that, but I’m wondering why I'm looking at crow?”

"Right so, I need your help J. I want to design a new crow for Lee. After the shit with Kick, I need her inked. I want everyone to know she's claimed.” Her eyebrows shoot up again. “Wait what? A new crow, but your dad designed the first one. Why do you want to do new?” “I know dad designed the first one, but he designed it for my mom. And then ya know other old ladies got it and it just sort of became trademark.” I pause. “But there's nothing trademark about my old lady. I want her to have one just for her, cause she's damn special to me and she deserves something that represents not just me but us. Like you and Chibs did. Seeing the crow designed specifically for the two of you made me realize, I don't want her wearing the same generic shit that both Tara and Wendy got. Lee is never gonna be an ex, I know she's my forever and I want this crow to be more than just the generic SAMCRO trademark.”

I explain my thought process to her watching the smile tugging at the edge of her lips.

“So, that's what I need your help with. No one loves Lee as much as me and no one knows her better. I've got an idea and I can explain what I want, but I need your help executing my vision and making it something that represents us both and that she'd be proud to wear.”

I wait for her reaction. She studies the sketch and runs her fingers over the lines. “Where are you thinking she wears her brand?” I can’t help but remember before we were together, standing in my dorm room at Journee's engagement party. Journee running her slender fingers over Lee's chest saying how sexy a chest piece would look. I lick my lips and shift in my seat before clearing my throat. “Depends what we come up with. I know I’m definitely going to want her to get a chest piece so anyone who looks knows exactly who she belongs to, but I also know she's gotta be careful with size given her business dealings in the upper crust. So maybe just property off Jax across her chest so she can cover it up if need be. But this crow, HER crow...I don't want to worry about size. Maybe her shoulder or tricep for when she's in tank tops. After we design it and I give it to her, I'll let her decide where.”

Journee nods thoughtfully. “All right so explain to me what you're thinking.” She reaches into her oversized satchel she almost always has with her, and pulls out a small sketch book and pencil. I chuckle at her. She shrugs sheepishly. “Hey I'm an artist, never know when inspiration might strike.” She says flipping the book open to an empty page. “So I like what you have going here with the crow but what if you go with a two headed crow. Sort of like you and her becoming one.” She explains, masterfully sketching out what I'd already drawn and adding on to it. “Now, tell me what else you're thinking.”

By the time we’re finished, the idea is a fully formed tattoo. The two crows each have a wing.

A bleeding heart in the middle of the crows speaks to our passion and dedication for each other. One crow clutches an A.K. 47 for the club, and the other crow clutches an olive branch to represent the peace she brings me. With her, I’m completely balanced. Journee’s thrown in a few other hidden easter eggs to symbolize Lee. My name sits above the entire thing to let everyone know who my old lady belongs to. I love that in a way Journee is woven in there. There would be no me and Lee without her wonderfully “subtle” match making ways. We stand to leave, and I toss 20 extra bucks down on a 24-dollar bill. SamCro always makes sure to tip extra well in town. Keeps our business running and our business owners happy to have us. As we're walking out my phone rings and I can't help but grin when I see Lee's name on the caller ID.

“Hey beautiful, I was just thinking about you.” I say answering the phone. “How'd your meeting go?” I ask as we walk towards my bike. "Hey baby, went good. I think your mom and I were able to nail down the last of the details for the taste of Charming festival coming up.” I can hear the relief in her tone.

“Glad to hear it Darlin. J and I just finished up lunch. Headed back now.” I pause.“I mean, headed home.” I correct, winking at the smirk J gives me. “Glad to hear it darlin.” She mocks on the other end. J and I get to the bike and she grabs her helmet. “How’d your meeting go with Wendy?”

“Went good. I’ll tell you more about when I get there.”

“Okay baby.” I can hear her hesitation for a moment.

“Something wrong?”

“No, not at all. But umm Sack came by this morning with a few boxes of your stuff. And I hope you don't mind that I started unpacking some things. You know I hate boxes.” My heart damn near soars at her words. “Of course I don't mind Lee. You know how I hate unpacking, so unpack away. I can't wait to see it. My shit mixed in with yours. Bet it's gonna look amazing.” I say honestly. After our bathtub wall breaking session we both wanted as much of my stuff into her house as soon as possible.

Mostly cause I didn't want her changing her mind on me. “I think you'll like it. I’m headed back to the house now. You done for the day or you got Club stuff you gotta do?”

“I got some free time babe. I'll head over after I drop J off.”

I mount my bike so J can get on while I finish up my phone call. “Okay sounds good Jax.” She grows quiet for a second before a sweet "I love you Jackson," comes through the earpiece. I can't help the smile hearing her initiate the L word that been circling my head for months.

“I love you too Harley.” I say sincerely, picturing her bashful, smile on the other end.

“I'll see you soon babe.”

“Okay, bye baby.” She says before disconnecting the call. Journee is settled in her seat behind me and I can practically feel her smile. “How'd that feel?” She asks learning forward to wrap her arms around my waist. “Pretty Amazing, I’ll never get tired of hearing that from her.” I answer honestly, pulling my helmet on. I can always be honest and real around J. “I know the feeling.” She says giving me a squeeze. She leans forward to place an affectionate kiss on my check.“I'm so happy for you Jackson. For both of you.” She says.

I thread my fingers in her course curls and cup the back of her head. After Pressing a firm kiss to her cheek, I rest my head on top of hers for a moment. “Thank you, Journee. For everything.” I sincerely say.

There is no doubt in my mind if it hadn’t been for my baby sister I wouldn’t be in this amazing stage with Lee.

Knowing me I would’ve fucked us up by now. She gives me a squeeze before situating in her seat. “All right, enough with the chick flick moment. Take me home chauffer, time for me to go see my old man.” She says like a little kid getting ready to open presents as soon as she gets home. “Yes ma'am.” I tease starting my bike and heading out. ~~~~~ A/N: In case ya’ll were wondering this was what Tellerford was thinking Lee’s Crow Looks like. It’s based off a Design the show produced and was tweaked to fit our image lol. So we thought you might like a little glimpse into what’s in our head.

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy fanfiction #Jax Teller #chibs telford #Mo Astor

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #458

“i was unprepared for fame, then everybody knew my name”

What does your doormat say? I... actually am not sure. I don't pay any attention. What do you order from most sit down restaurants? Chicken tenders are my go-to safe option, ha ha. Or shrimp. Who was the last person you talked about love/relationships with? Sara. I wanted her advice. Where was the last place you thought about having sex, other than your bed? This was way too long ago, dude. Do you remember the last time you went against someone’s advice? Very recently. :x What day would you consider the best day of your life? Why? Idk, really. Would you say you’re too experienced or too unexperienced for your age? I am embarrassingly unexperienced. What is your favorite neon color? Ever buy nail polish that color? Hot pink. I don't care for nail polish. Has anyone ever mistaken you to be a member of the opposite sex? No. What is the greatest source of happiness in your life? Uhhhh... What was the last charity/cause you donated to? Children With Hair Loss, when I cut a shitload of my hair off for the style I have now. Getting that certificate that my hair was used is to this day one of the warmest feelings I've ever experienced. Who was the last person you got a handwritten letter from? Sara. What is something you know very little about? Economics. Have any of your worst fears ever come true? Yes. I lost Jason. Is anyone in your family divorced? My parents, three of my siblings (all have since gotten remarried and are very happy<3), and I'm sure more distant relatives, too. Does your family go ‘all out’ during the holidays? No. How often in a year do you go to the mall to get new clothes? Pretty much never. Who was the last person to call you beautiful? What was your reaction? Someone on Facebook when I updated my profile pic, probably. I was very flattered, of course. As someone with a SHIT self-image, it means a lot to me. Do you ever get paranoid about who your significant other hangs out with? I'm single, but hypothetically, nope. Did you ever call any teachers by their first name? Who? Some, but only because they preferred it. I don't remember all of them, other than it was common in college. Do you blow-dry, towel-dry or air-dry your hair? Towel-dry and best I can first, then let it air-dry. Have you ever wanted to be in a band? ... One of the reasons I chose to go to actual school instead of homeschooling when I started HS was because I liked the thought of making actual friends and maybe being a guitarist if any wanted to start bands lmao. What is your favorite flavor of gum? Watermelon, probs. Are you a good leader? lol no Would you ever go bear hunting? I'm strictly opposed to hunting for sport, but even if I wasn't, I would NOT be going after bears. Have you ever picked flowers out of someone else’s garden without asking? Wow, no. Have you ever won money by entering a contest/raffle? No. Who is your favorite philosopher? I don't have one. What restaurant would you choose to go to for breakfast? I'm a v basic bitch and love me some Waffle House lmfao. How much money do you think you cost your parents? I. Don't. Want. To. Know. With so much medical stuff... holy shit. Do you eat any meat other than turkey on Thanksgiving? I eat spiral ham, because I don't like turkey in that form. Does your cat give you kitty kisses? Yes. :') Have you ever lost anyone close to cancer? Close, no. My mom was a close call, though... Her cancer was very, very close to being stage 4. Have you ever been to a waterpark? Yeah, as a kiddo. Describe the person you like/love in one word: Hilarious. Do you enjoy creative writing? Hell yeah man. If so, what things do you like writing about the most? Meerkats in a fantasy setting. Do you own any windchimes? Yes. Mom has one, I believe. Have you ever been known for something extremely negative? No. Would you say you’ve made a lot of people proud? Hell no. Have you ever been in a relationship with someone for over a year? Twice. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes? I think I've made that abundantly obvious in the past few surveys lmao. Does your birth name mean anything in another language or sense? It just means "of Britain." I wish my name had better meaning, lol. What is your favorite desert? THE KALAHARI because MEERKATS!!!!!!!!!!! :') Have you ever been called a good kisser? Well not directly, but no one's ever complained? Have you ever stepped on a bee? No. Who is your newest friend? Hmmm... I haven't made a new friend in a very long time. Tell me something about yourself that you don’t normally tell people. I'm an RPer. The last song you heard, what does it make you think of? That I wish I was NEARLY as hot as her lmao. What do you like about your birthday? We go out to eat wherever I want, yum. The person you’re thinking about - what are you thinking about them? That he needs to mESSAGE ME BACK Are you currently sick at all? No. Has anyone ever asked for your autograph? Er, no. What’s one subject that makes you feel uncomfortable? Sex. Who did you last send a friend request to? Idk. What candy makes your face pucker? None that I've tried. I handle sour treats very well. Do you believe that the number 13 is unlucky? No. Do you know any marines? Jason's dad was one. What’s your favorite Halloween movie? Hocus Pocus. :') Do you know anyone who does a lot of pills? I guess me, but they're prescription pills, and I don't abuse them. Mom has a lot, too. Who’s your favorite rapper? And your favorite song by this rapper? Eminem. Either "Love the Way You Lie" or "Space Bound." Has anyone ever made a promise to you that they’d change? Who? No. Have you ever had the cops called on you? For what? Nope. What race do you see the most in your neighborhood? African American. Have you ever walked in on someone accidentally while they were nude? No, I don't think so. Have you ever wanted to get your monroe pierced? Nah, it'd look weird on me. Do you own anything that involves Betty Boop? Nope. Can you remember the last song you listened to? Yeah; I'm listening to Lauren Babic and Halocene's cover of Linkin Park's "Bleed It Out" right now. What is your favourite flavour of Skittles? The sour ones!! Red was always my favorite. Who taught you how to ride a bike? My dad. Who of the opposite sex has seen you at your worst? Girt. Jason is a very close second, but Girt... he saw me at rock fucking bottom. He just showed up at the hospital unannounced after my suicide attempt (he knew because yay for writing a stupid fucking suicide note on Facebook) to help comfort me. He saw me dead to the fucking world and just done with everything. When’s the last time you were on the phone after 2 AM? Wow... probably not since a few days before the aforementioned suicide attempt and I called Jason's landline, desperate to talk to him. His mom picked up and talked to me for like two whole fucking hours. I'm tearing up pretty bad just remembering it, seeing as she's dead now... She cared for me so much. I miss her so, so much. Enough of this question, I'm about to start sobbing. :x What would you do if your best friend got an abortion? Honestly? Be relieved. I really don't think her body could handle pregnancy. What would you do if your father left your mother? That happened, and I hated him for years. What would you do if your bf/gf’s face became mutilated in an accident? Love them all the same. I don't care about appearances. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen in your life? *shrug* Have you ever dated two different people with the same name? No. That would be so weird. What are you deathly afraid of? Pregnancy. Internal parasites. Which unborn babies technically are. Do you know anyone who’s addicted to drugs and, if so, are you friends with them? I know many potheads, and one I'm pretty close with. Have you ever owned a golf cart before and, if so, what color was it? No. Do you have a sibling who’s a complete deadbeat and, if so, which sibling is it? Definitely not. All my siblings are hard workers that have dreams and aspirations they're either working towards or have achieved. Do you own the new Guitar Hero and, if so, what’s your favorite song on it? I have no clue what the newest one is. My favorite song to play in any of the games though is The Eagles' "Hotel California." It just feels good to play, and the ending solo fuckin' slams. Have you ever done anything dangerous enough to have risked your life? An overdose on cold medicine. What was the most length you’ve ever cut off your hair and why did you cut it? 8+ inches because I no longer wanted long hair. Have you ever overcome a disease that was life-threatening and, if so, which one? No.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''ordinary man'' by ozzy osbourne

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imagine-organization-xiii · 3 years

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Hi!! Hope you're doing great!! I love all of your works!! Especially characters that have less screen time! May I ask for some more Xaldin headcanons you might have? Romantic or just about his character, please??

Click here for the masterlist where you can find a LOT of xaldin headcanons lmao

TW for death

Xaldin (and Dilan, at times):

Didn’t have the best of childhoods, which is really sad. It was just him and his dad for most of his life. His dad was loving, but distant. They traveled a lot for his dad’s work, so Xaldin was always the new kid in town, already tall and bulky despite his young age, so the other kids were intimidated and he found it hard to make friends. He was fine with it and it got a little better when he became a teenager and he and his dad finally settled in one place, but he thinks he might have missed a few important milestones as a kid because of all the traveling.

Doesn’t remember much about his mother. He can sometimes catch a glimpse of a memory of a dark skinned woman with his own thick black hair and dark eyes, warm hands, and a loud laugh. He’s never quite able to bring up the subject to his dad.

Falls in love easily, never really falls out of love no matter how much his heart gets broken. Doesn’t matter how long he’s been broken up with a person - he never really loses that love fully, which makes it hard to move on. Very loyal, but also gets jealous easily in relationships, probably because he’s been hurt so many times that he gets doubtful about himself and his relationships.

Almost said ‘no’ to Ansem the Wise when Ansem asked him to be an apprentice. He was weighing his options when he ran across Ansem and he guessed that Ansem saw some potential in him, but Xaldin - Dilan, at the time - had a lot of other options. Something about Anesm’s genuine attitude made him choose to go to Radiant Garden and he hasn’t ever regretted it despite everything it led to

Never thought that he would make many friends because he’s still pretty intimidating and people avoid him, but the other apprentices were super cool and he was so glad to have met them. Lexaeus is basically his brother in everything but blood and he’d die for all of them given the chance, not only as Dilan but as Xaldin too. Again, loyal almost to a fault.

Really good at braiding hair??? He thinks that he might have learned from his mother when he was a kid and it just kind of stuck? Almost like riding a bike. He can do all kinds of intricate braids and designs with hair and often braids Xion’s when she asks.

Oddly into western novels? LOVES them. No idea why, but the corny cheesiness always appealed to him, and he loves a good western romance whenever he feels like reading.

#xaldin headcanons #kingdom hearts headcanons #organization xiii headcanons

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ortizobsessed · 4 years

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Good Company

This one was requested by @oikwq!

Reader x Juice where you’re not American and you decide to teach Juice some words in your native language (in this case, Italian) but start to feel like you might be bothering him.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 2567

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California. You knew there must be something special about it because people talked about it often enough, and you wanted to see it for yourself. You loved the small countryside town in Italy that you grew up in, but the warm California sun was calling your name. After lots of researching, your heart landed on Santa Maria, California. A short drive from LA, and right near the water.

You took your time getting settled. The first few months were spent getting to know the area and meeting new people. You also used this time to travel and explore before your roots started to grow. One of the first weeks you were there, you took a short trip to LA and San Diego for a weekend, so heading North this time was a logical decision.

Making your way through San Jose and San Francisco, you headed towards Sacramento. Along the way you made a stop in a small city. You weren’t sure if it was the name of the city, or the fact that the hotels were cheap, but you had a good feeling about this place. That city? Charming.

You made sure to wake up early, knowing you only had a few hours before you were supposed to check out of your hotel room, but you remembered seeing a local coffee shop across the street you that wanted to try. It was a seemingly random choice, until you saw him. A cutie with a huge smile, sitting at one of the tables along the front window. Your eyes locked with his, and you felt your heart start to race. Who was he?

“I can help who’s next!” The gleeful sound of the barista’s voice pulled your attention away from the mystery guy. The look on your face made it clear that you had been focused on something else, and as you stepped forward the young guy standing behind the counter flashed you a smile.

“Welcome! The name is Colby! What could I grab for you today?” His bubbly personality brought a smile to your face.

“Just a cappuccino, and a couple of those breakfast cookies!”

“You got it!” After pressing a couple buttons on the register, he told you your total. As you were digging through your change purse, Colby spoke up again, but in a slightly hushed tone, “He’s cute isn’t he?”

You blinked a couple times, not quite sure if you’d heard him right.

“The guy at the table over there,” he said as he motioned slightly with his chin, “that’s who you were checking out wasn’t it?”

Looking down at your hands for a second as you weighed your options, you decided to be honest and go with it. Making eye contact with him again, you confessed, “You caught me!” before letting out a light laugh. “I’ve just got a thing for bright smiles, you know?”

He winked at you knowingly. “He keeps looking over here, in case you were wondering.”

You felt your face flush, and you just looked at him not sure what to say next.

“His name is Juice. Well- it’s Juan, but everyone around here calls him Juice. And don’t let the kutte scare you off, he’s the sweetest guy you’ll ever meet.”

Trying to take some of the focus off of yourself, you suggested, “You seem to know a lot about him, maybe you should give it a shot!”

“Oh believe me honey, I have. I’m not quite his type,” he joked as he playfully ran his fingers along his impeccably trimmed facial hair.

“You on the other hand, you should most definitely go say hi. Especially with that cute little accent of yours, he’ll be head over heals in no time.”

Rolling your eyes and laughing, you handed him your money before attempting to brush off the situation once more, “It’s too early for this. I haven’t even had my coffee yet!”

Giving you a playful, yet understanding nod, Colby took your money and said, “Suit yourself!” before winking at you once again.

A few short minutes later, Colby was handing you your drink along with a small bag containing your cookies. His grip on the bag was firm for a couple more seconds as he leaned in slightly and whispered, “You-know-who is coming this way.”

Pulling the bag out of his hand, your eyes wide, you laughed lightly and purposely turned away from the counter with your back in Juice’s direction.

Taking the few steps around the side of the counter, you picked up the shaker labeled “cinnamon” and put a couple dashes on top of your cappuccino. As you turned around, you nearly bumped into someone and spilled your entire drink on them. Looking up, you realized that Colby wasn’t lying. There was Juice, and there was that smile again.

“Oh! So sorry. Clumsy me needs to watch where she’s going more often.”

As his smile grew even larger, he still hadn’t said anything in return. He reached past you to grab a couple sugar packets, and you caught a hint of the cologne he was wearing. He smelled SO GOOD.

“Not from around here?” he asked with a smirk on his face.

“What gave it away?” you asked teasingly.

“Well, certainly not the accent!”

His response made you giggle.

“Juan,” he said as he brought his hand up, “but everyone just calls me Juice.”

Setting your drink on the counter, you extended your hand, all the while thinking, “Yeahhhh I already knew that,” but responding with,“Y/N. Nice to meet you!”

“Likewise!” After a small pause, your hand still in his, he asked, “So, any chance I might run into you again tomorrow morning?”

A million things were going through your mind. Stepping out of your comfort zone and meeting new people, making memories, that’s what you wanted to do on this trip. Heck, it was the whole reason you made the move to California in the first place. On top of that, you knew you only had a little over 2 hours until you had to be out of your hotel room. Would you be able to extend your stay there? You were just going to have to hope for the best because before you knew it you were replying with, “Yeah, for sure! That sounds great.”

As you felt your face flush once again, a small smile crept onto his face, as he nodded excitedly and finally let go of your hand.

“Okay,” he replied, his voice firm, but clearly thrilled.

“Okay,” you repeated through a smile.

“Okay then.” That was the last thing he said to you, before he turned around and walked back to his table, sugar packets in hand.

As you headed for the door, now on a mission to get back to your hotel and see if you could add on another night on to your stay, Colby caught your attention, “Guess I’ll be seeing you again tomorrow! Until then, beautiful lady!”

All you could do was laugh and shake your head.

It didn’t take long to sort everything out at the hotel front desk. Turns out not many people choose Charming as their vacation spot, so before you knew it you had 2 more nights added on. One for tonight, and an extra one, just for safe measure.

You spent most of your day wandering around the city, finding cute local shops who’s clothing was right up your alley, as well as a couple souvenir shops. Yes, Charming has souvenir shops. Though shopping gave you something to focus on for a little while, pretty much your entire day was spent thinking about Juice, and whether he was actually going to show tomorrow.

Sleeping that night wasn’t easy. Something about him made those butterflies come alive in your stomach, and you couldn’t wait to have a real conversation with him. Sometime during the night, sleep finally consumed you, and before you knew it you were waking up to the sound of your alarm.

Flipping through your clothes you found your favourite sundress and slipped it on. Giving yourself one last glance in the mirror, you took a deep breath and slowly breathed out. You felt your body relax ever so slightly, but those butterflies were still very much alive.

As you were walking across the street, you saw someone sitting on a motorcycle in front of the coffee shop, and it didn’t take long to figure out it was Juice; the tattoos on his head kind of gave him away. Seconds later he noticed you walking towards him and that smile of his melted your heart once again.

“There she is!” The excitement in his voice was obvious, and you couldn’t help but smile in return.

“Fancy meeting you here,” you replied playfully.

“Shall we?” he asked, swinging his leg from around his bike and standing up. As you got close to the door, he took a couple fast steps ahead of you and pulled the door open. “After you.” Motioning with his hand for you to step inside, you nodded your head in thanks and immediately locked eyes with Colby at the counter, who gave you a cheeky grin.

A few short minutes later you and Juice were sitting down at that same table by the window you saw him and some of the guys at the day before.

“So, is this ‘your table’?” you asked jokingly.

“As a matter of fact, it is. Colby has this booth reserved for me every morning from 8-10.” You couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, but a smile slowly crept onto his face and he broke, “Nah, I’m just kidding. I do like this table though, so if it’s free, it’s usually the one I grab.”

You laughed right along with him; you already really liked this goofy guy.

The conversation started out slow, neither one of you really knowing what to talk about, but once you found some common ground, there was no stopping you. How long had it been? Minutes? Hours? You weren’t sure, but you didn’t care.

Every once in a while Colby would come by and ask if you guys needed anything else. At first you thought maybe it was something staff normally did here, but you slowly realized that no, he was just snooping; wanting to make sure things were going “smoothly” between you two. A self-proclaimed wing-man of sorts.

“So, this might be a stupid question...but I have to ask. Was it hard to learn English? I- I just mean- you speak it so well, and I’ve always imagined that learning a new language wouldn’t be easy!”

You couldn’t help but smile at how caring he was. He truly seemed interested in getting to know you. “Oh no, that’s not a stupid question at all!” you shook your head lightly as you answered, “It wasn’t too difficult. English is one of the most spoken languages in the world, so you’re exposed to it fairly often. And my parents were really good about making sure my siblings and I understood it.”

“They sound like smart people. You must miss them.” His words really hit home. You did miss them, but you knew this was where you wanted to be. It may have only been a couple months, but California was really starting to feel like a second home.

After a slight hesitation, and a deep breath to keep the tears at bay, you confessed, “I do- I do miss them. But they know I’m happy here. And technology is a great thing. Staying in touch is pretty easy nowadays!”

Juice nodded, he knew this all too well. After all, technology was kind of his thing.

Something told you that maybe it might be fun to try and teach him some words in Italian. You reached over and picked up the small plate that his breakfast sandwich had been sitting on.

“Piatto.”

He looked slightly confused for a second until he realized what you were doing. Trying to repeat after you, he stumbled a little bit, “P- pieddo?” He laughed lightly, “Is that what you said?”

A smile spread across your face as you repeated, “piatto.”

“Ahh okay okay, piatto?”

“Yeah! That’s it! Perfect!”

He repeated it a couple more times, and smiled wide once he felt like he had the hang of it.

You continued picking up the few items that were on the table, or pointing at things around the coffee shop and saying their name in Italian. Salt and pepper, “sale e pepe,” napkin, “tovagliolo,” sugar, “zucchero,” coffee mug, “tazza di caffe.” Each time, Juice would repeat what you had just said, sometimes taking a couple tries until it felt right.

A couple times you even tried saying words without pointing the objects out and getting him to guess what it might be. Clock, “Orologio,” plant, “pianta,” customer, “cliente.” Overall he did an amazing job, but you started to worry that maybe he wasn’t enjoying this as much as you were, so you decided to do one last one.

You pointed out the window at his motorcycle and said, “motociclo.”

Once again, he repeated what you said, “Motociclo.” That one he, not surprisingly, nailed on the first try.

You weren’t sure if you should continue, so you were silent for a few seconds, and Juice looked at you puzzled. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I- I just, ah never mind, it’s stupid.”

“You can tell me!” His words seemed genuine, so you decided to let him know what you were thinking. “I just feel like this is maybe a little annoying. We can talk about something else if you want to! I don’t want to waste your time.”

As that smile slowly grew on his face once again, you got the feeling that what you were thinking had been completely wrong. Maybe he really was enjoying this; talking to you, learning your native language. “Oh hell no, are you kidding? This is great!”

His response surprised you, and a shy grin found a home on your face.

“Really?”

He paused, gazing at you with a caring and honest look in his eyes. “Yes, really.” The grin on your face turned into a full smile as you looked at your hands and your face flushed slightly. “Besides, I wouldn’t mind wasting my time on you.”

Your eyes slowly found their way to his, and you nodded your head slowly. “I’m enjoying myself, too. I wasn’t sure what to expect today, but you’re really good company.”

You could tell that your words were welcome to him. Truth be told, not a lot of people enjoyed his company, unless they needed something from him. So hearing someone admit that they enjoyed spending time with him was something he wasn’t going to let go of easily.

The two of you sat and talked for another couple hours, about anything and everything; truly enjoying spending time together.

You knew there was a reason you had waited to find a job in Santa Maria. You kept telling yourself it was because you wanted to find your footing first, make sure that this was really a smart movie, but now you knew what the actual reason was. Unbeknownst to you, and as much as you enjoyed the couple months you spent living there, it wasn’t where you were supposed to end up. Maybe Charming is where you were meant to be.

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