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like-sands-of-time · 8 months

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All right heres the thing that's been bugging me since I watched season four.

I love morgana in season one. I find her introduction absolutely fascinating. She feels like a very important character, but we don't know how yet. I love that we see her picking fights with Uther from the first, for it to all culminate in her attempting to kill him by the first season finale, all in a way that is so believable and sympathetic to me (and Merlin) that I was honestly hoping Merlin would just, slip on one of those hills and watch her kill him, because we now know three characters who wouldnt mourn the loss of the king. Who are angry at him for the unforgivable things he's done even recently. At that point arthur is most willing to work with magic and common men, and morgana (with Merlin) have had a clear impact on his growth as a man. I love that.

I... Don't see the rest of the shows arc (s3 and on) as believable for who she was then. I'm sorry but either she was caring about the citizens of Camelot and their suffering, or it was all a lie, that doesn't go away just because you're angry at one guy. I'll leave that alone, it's for another time. BUT. even if they wanted to show that dragons have free will and could befriend who they wished, regardless of dragon blood, I still don't think the entirety of that season makes any sense.

Why would Merlin have hatched the egg right then if he wasn't willing or able to raise the hatchling? They said multiple times the egg would last. And if Kilgharrah wasn't willing to raise the egg why did he convince Merlin to do it. It what world would the characters of Kilgharrah and Merlin as we know them at this point just leave an infant dragon to do it's own thing anyway? Let alone go work with a sorceress they believe to be evil consumed. That.... Doesn't make sense. Not even in a tragic but realistic way, it just simply doesn't make sense to me. Merlin could have safely put the egg where Kilgharrah used to be imprisoned if no one visits there, or Kilgharrah could have found another cave or safe place to keep it. Those make sense. Hatching it only to both leave and forget about the child doesn't really make sense for either of them?

The writers wanted morgana to have a dragon ally, be an equal to Merlin visually in their ultimate fight, and I get it....... but make Aithusa choosing morgana make sense. Develop their relationship in any way..? And while we're at it make morgana trying repeatedly to kill Arthur make any sense because it the show I watched I never saw any reason for her to want anything other than 1) uther dead and 2) magic free in Camelot once more. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE. You can't have characters just Do Things because you want them to happen lmao that's not how people work.

This show loves to tell me instead of showing me. I know what they want me to think because they make it glaringly freaking obvious but I'm sorry .. you have to actually develop character arcs or relationships (whether it's between a dragon and the main villain, or Arthur and Guinevere, because sunbursts and cute music isn't doing anything for me lol. They didn't even develop lance either. She had two love interests shown to us and we just have to use our imagination I guess.

Idk, write morgana to be the darkest, cruellest, most insane bitch you want that's fine with me. It's all medieval fanfiction but ... It has to be plausible. Give me any reason at all why bbc morgana hated Arthur or Camelot or Gwen or anything. Do tragic, do.. "she was always meant to be against him" if you must, but also? It's all fanfiction so have morgana being Arthurs sorceress .. powerful just like Merlin but in her own way and they're both loyal to Arthur.

#bbc merlin #idk i love morgana but her being insane and a badguy didnt make any sort of sense it just felt like #they gave up on her character and took the easiest route and still didnt do a good job #you cant just erase the entire first season of a show and redo it 😭#you probably should have planned out what you wanted BEFORE acting things out in case you decided to change stuff #morgana pendragon

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st-sainz · 8 months

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First, Thank you @watercolor-hearts for tagging me! when i saw it i knew it wouldnt be an easy task (mostly because i love to talk a lot lmao) but i liked the concept and felt that it would be interesting way to dive more into the ships i am fond of.

Pairing/Shippy list!

Here are the rules:

1. List your top seven ships.

2. Put them all in order for your love for them; 7 to 1, 1 being your favourite.

3. Name the fandom.

4. Put a picture of the guys in question.

7. Ziam (Zayn/Liam Payne) (One Direction)

weird way to start this list, since its not f1 related, and i very much believe it's a dead ship now. But honestly they deserve this honorable mention for being the first ship i adopted, and i didnt even care about One Direction or their music around that time (in fact i cant remember even how i stumbled upon this ship lmao). These two together just had so much chemistry for me, either on stage, interviews, or anything really. also they were my introduction to this whole idea of "ship" (Larry was the absolute more popular one obviously, but it was Ziam that really SUCKED me in like a vacuum cleaner). Unfortunately, Liam's distasteful comments last year bursted my bubble about them (even though he has explained this year he wasn't in a good place, and i personally think they are okay with each other, even though still distant), but i still like to watch their compilation videos on youtube sometimes, it's quite bittersweet :')

6. Martian (Sebastian Vettel/Mark Webber) (Formula 1)

honestly i feel i just dont put these two higher because they feel somewhat new to me, like i need to dive into them more. I just think its such a fun ship in the sense that it has a looot of things going on at the same time, their very public rivalry and the famous multi 21, mark's angry face at that one press conference, it could be so so angsty but they just make me laugh (also, the making love on track quote is now burned into my brain so in no way they could be out of this list).

5. Christian horner/Toto wolff (Formula 1)

okay okay this is the part yall realize im actually crazy. but... they DO have chemistry when they are interacting, even in their non-amicable moments, and i do love myself some good enemies to lovers. Obviously it helps that i think they both are very actrattive, sexy middle aged men that have hunger for victory and i believe they hold so much respect and admiration for each other, considering they are the two most sucessfull TP's at this point. Also, HEIGHT DIFFERENCE.

4. Versainz (Max Verstappen/Carlos Sainz) (Formula 1)

(i wanted to find that ONE gif where he lifts carlos a little so bad but this one will do) Oh, this one really rocketed fast into my favorites. I just think they are just so wholesome. I always feel Max is warmer towards a certain number of drivers, and Carlos is one of them. And i dont even ship them in a ... kind of way, even tho it makes sense in my head the narrative that both were each others "first's" before going into bigger ships. Its just that it feels so special that both debuted together as teammates and, both took different trajectories in the way their career planned out, but theres still a genuine connection between them, at least in my view.

3. Maxiel (Max Verstappen/Daniel Ricciardo) (Formula 1)

I know its weird because i dont really post about them. But this falls into the same category as versainz for me, except that here there's a kind of dynamic that it makes me go "hmm... interesting". I always like to see max smiling and being happy because this boy went thru so much in his childhood, and oh how Daniel knows how to bring this side of Max. If Max can be warmer to certain drivers, for Daniel he has a whole SOFT SPOT, and i think that's very endearing. IMO, Daniel feels like the person that changed him in deeper ways we know, that one person that was indirectly a "life teacher" to him maybe, and thats special to me.

2. Brocedes (Lewis Hamilton/Nico Rosberg) (Formula 1)

Oh, the ANGSTY in this one. yes, this one deserves the ANGSTY in all caps because to me that's them. Oh to have lived through their divorce must have been heartbreaking but what a freaking cinematic ship this one is. I just can't ignore it. How it feels to me that Nico is the one who wears his heart on his sleeve, while Lewis has that chilling Capricorn control over his emotions is so. just so. And the fact that Nico's legacy is forever entangled in Lewis' name. If a movie screenwriter would come up with this, i'd think it would be overdramatic, but no, theyre actually this unhinged.

Charlos (Charles Leclerc/Carlos Sainz) (Formula 1)

how do i even start talking about these two idiots? Okay, so obviously i think they're both very attractive and that definetely helped me to ship them lmao. But thats kind of reductive, because these two have sooo much chemistry in my opinion, even before their ferrari days, there was so much potential waiting to bloom, and it did. I love their banter, their competitiveness, how they can get childlike around each other sometimes. How they are so physical, how they make each other laugh (let me not talk about their gazes to each other or i will not end this today). I love how Carlos doesn't hide he wants to compete with Charles (which brings him unnecessary hate sadly), and how both respect each other in this stance. There's a bit of angsty underneath this soft/fluffy surface too (more from Carlos' perspective imo - but lets not forget Charles and Silverstone 2022 too - this is my charlos angsty origin story), but they still find their way, and that kind of compels me even more into them. I just think theres so many layers, multitudes, in the way we can create, write and read about them. Absolute favorites.

Tagging @schumiatspa and @sainzjpeg 😊

obviously, feel free to ignore if you dont want to play, no hard feelings around here ❤, and also 7 ships are quite a work! if you're not tagged but want to make your list, feel free to do it and consider yourself tagged by me 😘

#tagging game #charlos #maxiel #brocedes #martian #versainz #christian/toto #ziam

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pinkmoondoll9shihtzu · 15 days

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hi miss L, i have a spiritual/religious question and i don't know anyone else who could answer it.... since i was a kid i've been attracted to tarot, spirituality, mystical explanations of the worlds workings, astrology, all that good stuff. i never used to connect my spirituality to a single higher power, and i never had any issues with this. for a few years i've been wanting more than just a disturbingly accurate tarot spread and i feel compelled towards god. i'm not sure how to word it honestly! i keep getting messages all around me telling me the saint that watches over me, and that god is there too. so here's my issue.

whenever i reach out and pray or do any kind of ritual or reach out specifically to god or a saint, my life immediately starts going haywire. yesterday i set up a small shrine in my room for my dead kitty since i've been feeling better about her passing and i prayed a little. i asked for sign that i was going in the right direction, and hours after i prayed, our sink plumbing got clogged, my cat (living) ran out and had to be caught, my mom dropped a whole bowl of food, and i wasn't able to pick up groceries bc the bank cards wouldnt work. this never happens in my household, we've been joking that we're cursed. this happens everytime i try to reach out to god. the worst time was when my mom lost her job, dad crashed his car, and i kept having panic attacks out of the blue for a week. i freaked out and took everything i said back and bathed in salt water for hours hoping i could cleanse whatever happened to me. it worked and my life was back to normal the next day.

do you have any advice? i would love to put my trust in a higher power as i've never been religious before, but smthn is going wrong somehow.

thank you for reading, i love seeing you on the dash and your music is so soothing and nostalgic. much love!! <3 <3 <3 <3

so sweet, and caring, thankyou u//u...im sorry things have been difficult :< The following message does not in any way endorse the claim that i understand God, that God could ever be understood, or that any one of us should every try to understand the -inner workings- of God ! purely my feelings v v v

i relate to ur background cus i grew up w no religion, my parents didnt talk about any kind of woo-woo stuff, my dads dad was woo-woo AF and my dad haaaaated it so he rejected all of it so i was pree much just a blank slate. but for some reason i was just REALLY obsessed w magical thinking and the like. believed in god spirits nature deities angels demons magic aliens and i was totaly engrossed in ~my secret world~. i was kinda scared of religion tho i viewed it in a bad light since i was learning about it during the george bush post-9/11 era & for some reason my child self was rly interested in consuming critique of america , iraq war / westboro baptist church type stuff , from an outsider's perspective i saw religion as something american people used as justification for committing atrocities & crazy power trips , which, i mean.. anyways

it didnt help me trust God xD but many of my beliefs remained into my teens i just didnt have any outlet for them. so i got into astrology around 15/16, started learning more about tarot & occultish type things, crytstals, all those subjects intrigued me very much. but i felt the same way as you, like, something was still lacking from it, even when i got these super profound tarot readings, or read my birth chart a million times over looking for clues about ~wtf is this stupid life for~ , i never felt safe. never felt assured, never felt i could trust myself or my future. it was an odd period, early 20s. but then kinda same as u, as my knowledge on these topics expanded i started to notice the quality of Holiness a lot more. the more i learned about different religions the more i realized how connected it all was, and how religion connects to "the occult", and magic, light and dark, i find it very hard to put into words. i just started to find myself actually really earnestly believing in God in a way i never thought i could? Like reading the bible & being completely enthralled, i NEVER woulda thought. i started to feel way safer in the world even tho im still not "christian" technicaly. but i believe in jesus now and it makes me feel safe on a cellular level.

i believe the real jesus was wholly non judgemental and loved everyone no matter what, the thing that susses me out about Religious Institutions was always the judgement that can spawn from it. misses the point of everrything in my opinion.

its kinda wild actually cus when i used to be into like, trash reality tv ghost hunting shows, i remember there was one ep where this psychic was talking about how she always prays to jesus for protection before doing a reading or entering a haunted place. that really intrigued me cus i thought jesus and psychic automatically cancelled each other out. i think that moment rly opened up the rabbitehole and it was so mundane like wtf. still rememebr it tho!

sorry im really in a typing mood tonight.. So my next point was gonna be that, just because i started to really believe in god and jesus and really PRAY for protection & guidance, my life did not get easier xD like i would say the past 6 years have been nothing short of a shit show. my life was fucked before that too tho so its hard to compare, but still, its safe to say my shift in perspective actually brought a lot of chaos into mylife. the point of it, i feel, is that i had to dismantle it in order to truly Live in the frequency of trusting God. because this was new to me! i wanted to trust God, i put out the energy of seeking God, and God was like ok hold on tight..

So now i'm here all these years later like, oh yeah God is real and i love him and it's all real. it's CEMENTED into me lol. When i used to say i trust God it still felt like i was asking permission to be able to feel that way. but now i really really do. And messed up stuff will keep happening forever because there needs to be light & dark, there can't b one without the other. But now i have faith in a really personal way that i wld never attempt to transfer onto another like even by talking about these experiences & concepts i still feel like i don't want to prove anything. except that it's worth it to keep trying, i guess :]

and OK this is really just how i feel like take it with a grain of salt , but from what i've gathered, if you believe in energy entities & astral happenings & whatnot, well. it's my opinion that the invisible low frequency parasites that feed on many ppl's dread & fear, when they're attached to u and u begin to raise your vibration, they get very upset and throw a fit. like think of a demon being exorcised, u know, u imagine it having a total fit in a desperate fight for it's life. if ur appeasing the demon and letting it use you then of course it's going to keep things on an even keel, u kno?

taking a salt bath was a good thing to do tho like one of the best things <3 its also good to have crosses or your holy item of choice around the house, light white candles, organize clutter. pray a lot like every time u feel happy and safe or notice something beautiful say thanku to God.. talk to your angels and encourage them i pray a lot specifically to strengthen them, upgrade their armor n shih...i ask them to work for my loved ones, i try to be concentrated on them, visualize them around me all the time, visualize them standing guard outside every door. i feel this kinda stuff increases ur Holy EXP and over time your spiritual armor gets stronger, bad entities move on and things in life start really flow. the trust just has to b there first, and it will be, so long as u allow it <3

it just takes time, and like i said i dont want to prove anything or be The Convincer, but if u were already having feelings to go down this path i recommend not giving up and let God carry u through those tough situations instead of seeing them as an absence of God or God's Wrath. just keep praying cus it can't hurt right, even if it's just a way to occupy your mind with kind thoughts about your friends and family, there's no downside to prayer. its your own journey so u just gotta live it and feel it out ^^ but pls dont feel u are being punished by God or demons or anything else! So many "bad" things that happen end up being neutral or even "good" in the long run. We can never foresee the reasoning behind God's plan ~~~

yeah, this was a long one, wow...i drank a energy drink 12 hours ago i think it made me hyper.. well have a swell evening if ur reading this anon!! o also i liek to listen to psalms before bed to help me feel calm i feel like it helps bring in angels. i think i will do so now, thanks for the Q i hope things improve for u very soon. Good night anon < 3 3 3 PMD 9

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youcanseethecosmos · 1 year

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Cause I think we'll get more interaction with Matthew and Dream as a baby later. What about a snippet of Jessamy and baby/toddler Dream? Especially with the relationship they had while he was grown up, with him regressed that has to be extra sweet and adorable, surely?

Jessamy grooming baby Dream's hair and just being momma protective and looking after him ♡♡

oh that sounds honestly so sweet huhu

since this is still set in the canon verse (or as canon as i allow it to be) jessamy wouldnt be with us :( but here!! have a lil ficlet bc it has inspired me.

this takes place long before dream's imprisonment, just minutes after the 1889 meeting with hob.

EDIT: Posted now on AO3 as well!

Thunderstorms greet him in his wake.

Lightning strikes the ground where he walks and it cracks and moans with each step he takes. The rain is torrential, masking the rest of the Dreaming in a stormy curtain of Dream's conflicted emotions.

I think you're lonely.

There might have been tears running down his face but Dream refuses to call them tears of sorrow. They're of anger. Of hurt. He cannot bear to think of these words and not feel anything less than livid horror that a human – a mere human – would dare to dictate what he thinks Dream feels. What he believes Dream is.

He will not have it. He will not feel it.

But the harsh winds and rumbling thunder betray him. They reflect what his mind refuses to acknowledge and what his heart fights to let him know. The rain slaps him in every which direction, crashing down on him in waves and waves and waves of crushing agony. He manages to make his way back to the castle – he took the long way round – and he barely steps onto the landing before he slips and collapses to the floor.

Every breath is a heavy, shaky sigh, and he presses the heels of his hands against his eyes. There is wetness there. Tears, he thinks. More and more tears that won't stop.

I think you're lonely.

The sound of wings fluttering about almost startles him if it weren't for the rain still pouring heavily around him. He feels her land on the ground before him. But he cannot see her in between every warring thought racing through his mind. Not just thoughts of his own – but the thoughts of every living being. They mirror his pain, because that's what it was, wasn't it? They mirror his longing – lonely, lonely, lonely...

A gasping screech leaves his mouth – a sob that wracks his whole body into uncontrollable shivers. The dreaming shakes with him, cries with him, feels with him.

He cries until they start to sound more high-pitched. Sobs until his voice, once coarse and rough like a primordial being, becomes one of a lost child. And he continues to let these tears flow as his body shifts and morphs and forms itself into the kind of Dream he needs to be for himself.

He hears her again. A ruffling of feathers. Then he opens his eyes and sees Jessamy. His sweet, loyal, and wonderful Jessamy. He reaches out, his hands now smaller and pudgier, and says her name in gurgles and incoherent stilted sounds. But she understands him. She looks at him like a proper mother would her kin.

The rains subside, but only for a little bit, when she hops forward and nuzzles into Dream's face and grooms his hair.

Morpheus somehow has transferred them into another dream. One where there is a room of pastel colors and an empty crib waiting for Dream to sleep in. Jessamy brings over every stuffed toy in this room. Bears and puppies and kittens and dragons. She stuffs them around Dream like she's making him a nest.

"Rest now, little one." Jessamy coos in a voice like a lullaby. "Let the tears flow and let go."

There's a music box that plays an unknown melody in the distance. Dream could pinpoint the one who composed it but his eyelids droop at the soothing sound. He clutches onto one of the stuffed animals Jessamy brought him and reaches out for her. She obliges and tucks herself against his head, carefully grooming him with gentle nips of her beak.

I think you're lonely.

Dream, as he finally succumbs to sleep, allows himself to believe it.

#the littlest endless #asks #jessamy #dream of the endless #the sandman #fanfiction by sky #dream having a breakdown after someone tries to get him to be emotionally vulnerable?#yeah that tracks

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geffenrecords · 2 years

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u should give ME recs of the bands u like

srry i take 4ever but OF COURSE 💪

first of main recommendation 4ever is flatsound I KNOW he has popular stuff but he gets me like no one else my bff since i was like 13. he gets a bit overbearing and a bit like. idk too much occasionally buttttt i pgive him a pass. generally id recommend anything from his 2011 album "i clung to you hoping we'd both drown", GOOD SHIT on there but scotland i wish you had stayed/last minute cycle/four songs for losing you/if we could just pretend/losing intrerest and the trust i had in you r all reallly good. heat death, eight months, computer wound, soap, prayer beads, syrup, old lumina, i lost control, meow meow meow, last minute cycle, im so concerned about the ending that i dont even know the plot, cute stuff like that. theres probably more but thats just off the top of my head. idek. he has some good instrumental albums too :)

speaking of if u like instrumental stuff -> BUCKETHEAD. HIII. hes so funny i love him my fav album by him is colma my mom and dad used to play it in the car all the time and it still makes me cry. i wouldnt say his stuff is lifechanging but i use it for bg drawing noise all the time and its sweet stuff + hes really really fun to watch live and play. cool guy.

be your own pet is. well honestly im not relly sure what they are but they are fun ive only listened to their one album and it wasn't the best but it doesnt need to be. theyre so loud i need like ibuprofen if i ever listen to it full length again but the 2 songs by them i really really like are "stairway to heaven" (not a led zep cover) and "bog" (if my chem did a cover of this it would be unbelievably lifechanging).

megadeth I WILL RECCOMEND TO YOU idk if ur a metal person but uhmm give it a shot ? i dont really know how to say this in a good way so here. i think dave mustaine would really strike a note with you. in some aspects. HES FUNNY WEIRD ! and also hes really all you need yto know about them. they've switched out sm guys just keep him in mind. my fav lineup is peace sells bc chris poland was sweet looking and i just like gar samuelson for no discernable reason. they had a good ass bass player with GOOD ASS basslines but well he fucked that up! i honestly have no idea whos even in the band now. im basic w them i like rust in peace a lot and so far so good so what. they generally have a good few songs every album, enough for you to buy it but id never say theres like. an actual ass album thats like. i like every single song on it forever. SRRY LOL but i do really like his voice. song picks for them would be hook in mouth, 502, into the lungs of hell, honestly anything from rust in peace (ESP dawn patrol), peace sells title track, good mourning/black friday, n whatever else. im not the biggest fan of them but they have some good stuff. first album isnt bad either :o

KITTIE you should try rn. im fake i only listen to their first album but im working on it...lol. a bunch of 14 year old girls who met in highschool gym class and said hey lets make a band and well. it actually turned out super good. theyve also had sooooo many lineup changes idek but listen to the entirety of spit and the title track for until the end.

for a real dumb stupid emo band -> nightmare of you. i STILL ALSO havent listened to their other album but their self titled is very cute lol. theyre sooo fucking cheesy and stupid but theyre so fun. saw a pic of mikeyway with the lead singer once and also i reccomend watching their music vids bc theyre funny as FUCK. songs picks are thumbelina, my name is trouble, why am i always right?, i want to be buried in your backyard, and in the bathroom is where i want you. silly.

one of my favs ever EVANESCENCE. or at least their fallen album )are u noticing a pattern yet). i used to drive around and have that one playing on repeat like literally for weeks straight i luvv her sm. going under, whisper, tourniquet, and imaginary are the top Hits from there.

also im not sure if you want like mcr or fob hits BUT ill give them to you because i have the best ever taste are years of soul bonding with them. mcr hits -> drowning lessons, our lady of sorrows, headfirst for helos, early sunsets, best day ever, CUBICLES, helena, to the ed, not okay, interlude, fashion statement, cemetary drive, i never told you, dead, how i disappear, sharpest lives, i dont love you, famous last words, bulletproof heart, only hope for me, save yourself, SCARECROW, boy division, ambulance, heaven help us, burn bright. fob hits -> grenade jumper, patron saint of liars & fakes, sixteen candles, our lawyer made us change the name, 7 minutes in heaven, get busy living, im like a laywer, HUM HALLELUJAH, golden, after life of the party, youre crashing, ive got all this ringing in my ears, DISLOYAL ORDER, shes my winona, headfirst slide, 27, w.a.m.s and west coast smoker. srry people are about to get on my ass but i dont care very much for their stuff post hiatus. I DONT THINK ITS BAD its just not for me. i listen to it with simone all the time though it has my respect blah blah blah.

okay i hope that waz good enuf for you. have fun <3

#obviously not everything i like but stuff i figured would please u #hehe #zyz #carter #asks #srry this took so long.......i dont rlly have an excuse other than i was at school for like. so long...ig....

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bondsmagii · 2 years

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i dont know anything about Borrasca, but related to your complaint on that, i always had a strong distaste for a story that seemed like "this is a real mystery with a grounded answer. oh whoops! it was fucked up ancient pharaoh magic all along, get fucked there's no solution you couldve foreseen!" which, quite honestly, i only recall happening from one source. it was The Name of This Book is Secret series, i was very peeved off at it as a child, but maybe if i read it today it wouldnt be so insulting. i just remember i thought it was realistic fiction and then magic shit was happening and i was unimpressed.

god I totally get it. I love magic in books and I love magical realism but I think you have to establish that immediately. I can suspend disbelief if I know from early on that there is Sorcery and Shenanigans in a story, but if it seems like a straightforward mystery or thriller and then suddenly an evil curse or a wizard or something shows up I'm kind of like. hm. you should have probably mentioned that... sooner...

I also hate the opposite problem, where something is set up to be ~oooooh spooky~ but is then either revealed to be regular-ass freaks of the human variety, or is just forgotten altogether. the worst example I have ever seen of this so far is in the book In The Woods by Tana French. oh my god. the ENTIRE premise of the book, in advertising and marketing and even on the blurb, is about a guy who, when he was a kid, was the only survivor of a weird incident in the woods. his two best friends vanished and no trace of them was ever found; he was discovered standing by a tree in the middle of the forest, with no evidence as to how he got there, uninjured, but both of his shoes were filled to the brim with blood. the blood matched neither or his friends, and it wasn't his own. of course, he has amnesia, so he can't tell the police what happened. he grows up to be a detective on Dublin's murder squad, when suddenly, the body of a child shows up in the same area as his friends vanished! he takes the case and tries to solve the murder, hoping it'll reveal some answers. the book emphasises this mystery, and the cover even has a spooky design -- it is very clearly marketed as being something paranormal.

so what happens in the end? I am spoilering everyone here so nobody wastes their time with this shit. it turns out the little girl's murder has nothing to do with his friends' disappearance at all. it's not even the same serial killer or anything. the little girl was murdered by the boyfriend of her evil older sister, who set her boyfriend up to do it because... I don't even know. she's meant to be this chilling psychopath but it's so badly written and ridiculous, just really leaning on the whole ~ooh and she was EVIL and CRAZY!!~ trope. the story ends with the cop back at the edge of the forest musing on the mystery and then saying "guess we'll never know... sometimes we don't need the answers..." like bitch yes we do!! I just read hundreds of pages of garbage soap opera drama because I was promised a supernatural mystery and now the author is scolding me in the narrative for WANTING TO KNOW? what the fuck!! just admit you had no idea how to solve the mystery and you wrote all that shit it as a hook and for aesthetics and leave!!

also as a side note but I am still so mad about this. in the "reveal" about the Evil Siter the cop (first person narration) suddenly addresses the reader despite not ever having done this before (hate that. jarring and cheap.) and says "but here's the thing, reader... she fooled you, too..." like no she did not. she did not fool me for a moment. the second that bitch walked in to her first scene the writing was so fucking dramatic that it had the same effect as a music score change and darkening lighting in a film. I could hear the thunder clap. everything about her behaviour screamed that she was guilty. I cannot believe a trained detective fell for this 18-year-old's fake tears. if I had been there along with this guy's partner (who actually had a brain cell) we would have solved that case in a moment. I hate it when authors assume their readers are as stupid as their dumbass characters!! god it's been like two years and I'm still so mad I'm still so wound up fuck this book

#anon #asks

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gretavanfleetposts · 2 years

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hi loves!!! congrats on hitting 300 followers, it’s well deserved and I’m so happy for you!!! I love ships mostly bc I’m nosey LOL so this is v exciting.

my name is Jen (here is my face for context hehe):

I’m in college studying creative writing. I want to work in publishing or become a published author myself some day. I’m a Taurus sun, pisces moon, aquarius rising (aka i have a lot of emotions and cry a lot over literally everything, good or bad).

I’m pretty outgoing, I can hold conversation really well and i make friends really easily, too, but going out isn’t something I make a point to do often. If I’m not going out I love to read, write, or binge watch shows/movies—really anything to get the creative juices flowing. My favorite move of all time is The Breakfast Club, but films like Dallas Buyers Club, The Theory of Everything, and Little Women hold very special places in my heart. My favorite books are A Little Life and Six of Crows. As you can tell, I love hurting my own feelings lol. My go to song to brighten my mood is anything by Prince, really, or Green Day. Lately, I’ve been listening to a lot of older music, and have found solace in the voices of Grover Washington and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.

Like I said before, I’m a writer, so I spend a lot of time in my head. I love bouncing ideas off of other people, but sometimes some people don’t get as excited as me and it hurts my feelings lol. That’s another thing about me: I’m very sensitive. I tune into everything and I’m too self aware for my own good. Reassurance is a huge need for me. I use people as my muses so I need someone comfortable with that.

My favorite item of clothing is my Taylor Swift sweater, and my favorite accessory is my paper airplane necklace. It almost acts as a good luck charm for me, as I can be superstitious at times, and I have a really huge attachment to it. Sometimes I’m convinced that if I don’t wear it my day is just gonna go to shit lol.

In terms of a partner, I’m really picky. I’ve stayed single for a long time because I enjoy my independence and I want someone who doesn’t feel threatened by that. I need someone equally as creative as me; I love sharing my ideas with the people I love and love when they share back. It’s another form of intimacy for me. I value honesty and loyalty, you know, the basics—I just want someone who is my best friend and lover wrapped into one human being. I think we all strive for that, really, but companionship comes first for me in romantic relationships rather than anything else. If i wouldnt be friends with someone outside of a relationship, why would I be with them in the first place?

My ideal date would be going to a book/record store and just bonding over what we find, then having a picnic or going to a vineyard. Anything where the connection can naturally grow is something I’d enjoy, but literature and music are so prominent in my life that I want to be able to share those interests with someone and be able to learn more through them. I just really love people and learning about what makes them who they are.

Thanks so much in advance!!! I’m so excited to see what you come up with. ❤️

Hey beautiful!

❤: Girl you are so gorgeous, oh my goodness. Also I could tell you're a writer just by reading this. I know it's just a ship request but honestly it was beautifully written. I love your creativity and that you art is inspired by the people around you. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with having a lot of emotions. Cuz girl, me too.

Ship: Josh

Because: I think Josh would love being your muse. Knowing how creative he himself is, I think it would mean the world to him thinking he was an inspiration for your creativity. Like that's probably the highest form of praise in his mind. I think he'd be a good partner and a good friend. He seems so honest and caring and I think the two of you would just click.

Scenario:

You were late for class, sure, but getting to class on time wasn't as important as finding your gold paper airplane necklace

Without it, your day was sure to go downhill

But you found it where you had taken it off the night before, strewn across your nightstand

You fumbled with the clasp, all too aware of the time which seemed to be getting away from you, and in your haste, pressed too hard for the too many-eth time

The clasp broke in your hands

You held it in your palm for a moment, tears already forming in the corners of your eyes, before placing it back down with a deep breath and resolving to go without it

It was going to be a long day

And a long day it was

Your professor had put grades in and you got a particularly bad grade on an assignment you had put a lot of time and thought into; an assignment you had loved, personally

In between classes you had grabbed a coffee, in desperate need of a recharge, which you had spilled all down the front of you before you could take more than five sips

Unfortunately you hadn't brought a change of clothes with you and you would have no time to change before your next class so you trudged on throughout your day with a wet, stained sweater

By the time you had finished with your classes for the day, you were more than ready to head back to your apartment

As soon as you walked in the door, you knew your boyfriend was there

You couldn't see him but you could smell his cologne from a mile away

You dropped your backpack off your shoulders and it fell to the floor with a hard thud

The noise must have signaled to Josh that you were home because he emerged from the living room where he had been browsing your record collection while waiting for you to get home

"Hey, mama," he said, cheery as ever. "How was your day?"

You broke down crying before ever getting a word out as he moved in to hug you

He rubbed your back as you sobbed into his chest, trying to comprehend what you were saying through sniffles muffled against his shirt

You told him about the frustrating day you had had, ending with how your day had started, your broken necklace

He pulled away from you abruptly at the mention of your necklace, much to your surprise

"Oh, about that," he began but instead of continuing, silently took your hand and led you to your bedroom

"I came over earlier because I couldn't remember what time you were done today and saw that it was broken"

He was fumbling with a small box but put his body between you and the task so you couldn't fully see his hands busy at work until he turned around

The little golden paper airplane now hung from a different chain, more delicate than the previous

It shimmered in the light as he held it out to you

"I got you a new chain for it. I didn't want you to have to go without it"

Tears welled up in your chest again, this time from appreciation rather than frustration

You turned your back to him and moved your hair so he could put it on you

His fingers brushed your neck as he clasped it and before letting his hands fall, he traced the line of the delicate gold chain across your skin, sending warmth through your entire body

You turned back to face him again and pressed a kiss to his lips as a thank you

It was a surprisingly good end to an otherwise terrible day and you had Josh to thank for that

I hope you liked it! Thank you for the request!

-⭐

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violetnotez · 4 years

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Kaminari x reader

⤷ Genre: Sorta angst? Sorta fluff? Honestly dont really know

⤷ Word Count: 2220+

⤷ Warnings: cursing and thats it!

⤷ Request:“It wasn’t meant to go this far…I swear”

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You laid your head on Kaminari’s chest, the sound of fighting and battle music coming from the bright TV in his room. It was pretty soothing, just being in his arms, his body heat lulling you to sleep as you cuddled yourself even closer to him…

Until his phone began to ring, the loud chime abruptly breaking the soothing atmosphere you were in. Kamianri quickly paused the game he was playing, his hand lazily reaching for the phone on his bedside table.He lifted up the phone to his face, careful to not disturb you as his eyes scanned the screen.

Once he saw the caller ID, you noticed a slight change in him, his once relaxed face looking slightly frightened and his body stiffening against your own.

“Sorry, babe,” he apologized, his body slipping out from under your own, “-gotta go and take this real quick-”

You watched Kaminari quickly put on his shoes, the phone still ringing in his hand.

You couldn't help but wonder who was calling him this late at night-and for what?

You already felt lonely without Kaminari at your side, and it didn't seem quite right-he looked so scared, his whole face draining of color as he saw who had called him. He seemed so desperate to answer it as he walked out the door, not a second glance back as he began to walk himself outside the dorms.

And why couldn't he take the call in his room- it wasn't like he would be disturbing you for simply talking to someone who called him in the first place.

Something was definitely wrong, you felt it in your stomach, a whirl pool of dread swirling inside you.

It wouldn't hurt to go follow him,right?

You instantly made up your mind, your feet hitting the cool wooden floor and walking through the doorway to follow your boyfriend outside.

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“-mm-hm...yeah...I know-meet at the alley at 1 amm- got it,”

You had luckily found your boyfriend, his voice quiet and preoccupied as his back rested against an ebony tree trunk. Your body was slinking behind a small elevated walkway in order for him not to see you lurking, and you were already reeling with questions.

Why was he planning to be out at 1 am at night-wasnt that against UA rules for the dorms?

Who was he talking to on the phone, and why did he sound so scared?

“Yeah, Ill bring the intel-when I have I ever not delivered!” he laughed forcibly, obviously uncomfortable by the whole situation.

You knew Kamianri like the back of your hand- the boy couldnt for the life of him deal with uncomfortable situations, so he always tried a joke or a laugh to break the heaviness.

“Well-well thats true…,” he mumbled, his voice sounding more hesitant as the person talked on the other side, “-but I promise it’ll be nothing like that!”

His voice instantly erupt in a cheerful tone, almost as if desperate to prove his words to the person on the other side. “ I have exactly what you asked for, Dabi, I promise I didnt get it mixed up this time,”

And thats when a pile of bricks seemed to thrown against your chest.

Your eyes were wide, your breathing caught in your throat- you heard him wrong, right?

You had to have heard him wrong- there is no way Denki Kamianri was associated with Dabi, or the LOV...he was at UA, right? He was here to become a Hero, he wouldnt, he couldnt-

But then again, you began to think, there were rumors of a traitor being at UA...someone who was at the UA Training Camp when everything went south that fateful night...

“Alright- Ill be there,”

As you were flabbergasted by the sudden blow of information, Kaminari had finished his call, his voice sounding somehow worried and relieved at the same time, his finger pressing a button on his screen as he sighed deeply.

His back was turned to you, his face blocked from view, but you could tell something was bothering him- his shoulders were slumped and his head hung low, as if in a sign of defeat.

“Kami-who was that?” you rose from your hiding spot with shaking knees, your body feeling heavy from the shock. It felt so strange, a small amount of fear towards Kaminari bubbling in your stomach.

If he really was apart of the LOV...how much of himself did he lie to you about?

What if everything you knew was just a russ?

Where you just a pawn in his plans?

Kaminari quickly spun around, a small yelp escaping his lips as he made eye contact with you.

‘Oh-uh-uh nothing babe, “he stuttered out, “ It just-was an old friend...just called to say hi I guess!” he chuckled at the end, his hands rubbing the back of his neck in nervousness.

Your eyebrows jutted downward, the pit of fear now becoming frustration...he was lying straight to your face, and you knew it.

You stepped forward closer to him, his nervous smile becoming worried as you advanced, your face clearly not taking the bait of his lie.

If he thought you werent going to call him out on his bull...well, he was sorely mistaken.

“At 10 at night?” you interrogated, “ Asking for “intel”....with the exact same name as that villain from the LOV? The hell is going on Kami?” you quickly asked him, your voice free of any warmth towards him.

You hated seeing him so worried, his lemon eyes eyes wide and searching yours. He had no idea what you were thinking, and the same for you towards him.

Was he worried you would reject him, or worried you would expose his lies?

You swallowed thickly, your throat feeling tight from fear.

“Kami….be honest with me...are-are you the traitor?”

A small silence filled the air, the only sound being leaves rustling in the night air. Kaminari looked shocked, his face torn with fear, as if he was battling with something inside.

“I-I mean- traitor is a really, really strong word…” he finally said, his voice shaky from a nervous laugh

“Denki-”

“Fine…..” he sighed, his head hung low. It was so unlike Kaminari to look so down-he was usually a ball of pure happiness, not a care in the world. But now, it felt so different, his worry making the air feel thick. “yes. Im-

“Im the UA Traitor,”

You felt you couldn't breathe, your eyes wide as you hoped desperately that it wasnt true-but it was. If he was pulling a prank on you, he wouldn't make it this believable...and he wouldn't be looking so defeated, his golden locks obscuring his eyes.

You felt a rush of betrayal pound into your chest-he had lied to you, played with your heart for all those months...did he even love you? Or was it all just a lie too, your relationship a pawn in his schemes?

You couldnt take the pain of the news, the heaviness of the silence killing you inside. You swallowed thickly, trying to shove down the overwhelming panic.

You couldnt take this-your feet were already turning around, walking away from the boy in front of you, until you felt a warm hand wrap around your wrist.

You quickly turned around, your wide eyes meeting Kaminari’s-he looked completely desperate, his face contorted in fear and distress.

“Wait y/n, please babe, please dont go-” he pleaded, his grip tightening around you, “its still the same Kami you know...Im not any different-”

“No,” you scoffed, the amount of hurt filling your voice surprising your own self. “I know Denki Kaminari, the boy who short circuits when he laughs too much, the one who is kind to everyone he meets and wouldn't hurt a fly, who tries to make everyone feel safe….this-This I dont know”

You tried to pull yourself away, giving a yank against his grip, but he tightened himself around you, making sure you couldnt run away.

“But you do know it-please, babe, let me explain real quick-”

“Even if I did, why should I believe you? You lied to me-”

“I didnt lie to you-I mean I did” he spilled out, correcting his words, “- but thats it! This is the only lie I’ve ever told you-”

You scoffed at the boy, your eyes rolling in their sockets.

“Well its a pretty big ass lie to just keep hidden, Kaminari”

Your glare softened slightly as you felt him slowly become quiet, the fight he was putting up seeming to fade away. He sighed, his head dropping as he stared down at the ground.

“It-It wasnt meant to go this far...I swear” his voice sounded so broken, his voice much quieter now.

You gave him a confused look, your mind feeling painfully jumbled.

“What do you mean?” you asked sternly, “You going and putting yourself in danger? Putting others in danger, everyone in this school and all of the country in fear? For what?”

“It-its not like that- I dont want to hurt people-”

“Then what is it Kaminari?”

He sighed, his lemon yellow peering through his golden locks.

“I'm trying to not hurt people. I just- I just want To keep everyone I know and love safe- to keep you safe, y/n.”

You watched him look to the side, his mind clearly battling with himself as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, his teeth gnawing on his bottom lip. But after a moment he seemed to decide on what to do , his chest taking in a deep lungful of air.

“When-when I was younger, I wasn't feeling too hot about myself. I was bullied about my quirk... everyone told me I wouldn't amount to anything.I was pretty down in the dumps, until this guy came up to me and asked if I wanted a chance to be stronger and show off to those bullies- to be something. So of course I said yes, I was pretty insecure at the time, not going to lie...and it turned out I got wrapped into the League.

“I want to leave, I really do...it's just- I know too much. If they even heard me talking like this Id be a goner-”

All anger for your boyfriend dissipated and was replaced with sympathy after his revelation. Now it wasn't some scenario where Kaminari was just pure evil and didn't care who he hurt...he was still the same boy you knew and loved. Guilt trickled into your stomach at how quick you were to think the worst of him, your hand gingerly reaching for his in a form of apology.

“Kami, I get it, you were going through a lot of things back then…” you reassured him, your voice much softer than before, “but youre not alone. I bet if we went to the teachers and explained to them that the League was holding you against your will and forcing you to stay with fear, they might not be so mad/”

“The thing is-” he murmured, his voice low with shame, “I wasn't...forced, I just-did what I was told because I was too afraid to say no.

I'm no hero...if I can't stand up for myself how can I stand up for others? And besides, I don't really feel like seeing how everyone is gonna judge me...Bakugo would probably try to strangle me…”

Kamianri gave a saddened chuckle, the sound so broken you couldn't help but feel intense compassion for your boyfriend as you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Kami-once they hear about why you did this...they may turn around…”

“No- they won't- I lied to everyone…,” his voice got slowly louder as he began to feel guilty for his action, his tone full of anguish, “and I put them all in so much danger, god even I would forgive my own self for the things I’ve done…”

“Kaminari, please, you can't be so negative like that…” you tried to reason softly. “and who cares what they think, you're not a bad person, you just made a bad decision, everybody does that. There's people who can help you-”

“No…” he shook his head, his tone more steady yet desperate. “I-I wont let anybody else get hurt. Let me just figure it out, just a little longer...I want to think this through before I try to leave the League. I promise I won't get hurt, babe-I lasted this long, I can last another month or so...

“Just trust me, kay?”

He looked down at you, a small smile playing on his lips. You didn't know how to feel, you felt so drained of emotions from the news. You were terrified for him, scared he would get hurt somehow...but you had to trust him at this point.

Who knows what would happen to him if you said something too loudly and the wrong person heard. If you wanted to keep him safe, you were going to have to trust in him.

You sighed, your eyes closing as you focused on the slow circles his thumb was leaving on your hand.

“Okay, Kaminari...just a little longer,”

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waywardscorpio · 5 years

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You're Our Omega And We're Your Alpha's: Chapter Two.

A/N: I'm so, sorry everyone. I know, I said a few days. Friday my family and I, was hit with a loss. I will also sometime soon I'll also be posting my Baron Corbin Fanfiction. It will be Baron X Reader as well as an Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics Book. I thank you ladies and gentlemen for being patient with me. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It probably sucks a little and I apologize for that.

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WARNINGS: FLUFF, PREGNANT READER, POSSIBLE CUSSING, PISSED OFF ALPHA'S DEAN, SETH AND ROMAN, AND A LITTLE BIT OF RUSEV AND LANA IN HERE WITH MENTIONS OF A FEW OTHERS.

*Seth POV*

"Hey Dean, and Roman, can we talk?" I asked the other two males in the locker room. "Yeah man what's up?" Roman said. "Have either of you noticed Y/N, has been glowing lately? Or that she's been throwing up the past few days?" I asked them. Dean looks at me as he spoke "Yes, I noticed it yesterday." Dean looked at me. "Matter of fact so, did I" Roman says as he fixed his ring gear. "Its been a month since we mated and she hasn't wrestled the last three weeks either. I think she might be hiding something." I said. "Her smell has even changed and she's become very protective of her stomach. She may honestly be pregnant." Dean added. "Come on now. Y/N, wouldn't keep anything from us." Roman said. "She would if she was scared we'd leave her." Dean says.

"Let's go talk to her" Dean offers and I nodded agreeing with him. All three of us got up an walked out the locker room and went to Y/N's, locker room and knocked. "Baby Girl, can we come in?" I asked. "Y-yes" she said. I open the door and walk in with Dean and Roman following me into the locker room. "Princess, what's the matter?" Roman asks softly. "N-nothing. I'm fine" she lied looking anywhere but at us clearly hiding something and scared. "Baby Girl, don't lie to us. We're not going to get mad. I promise" I said softly as I lift her chin to look her in the eyes. "You promise not to hate me or leave me?" She asks softly. I could hear the worry in her voice. "Baby Doll, we could not ever hate you." Dean said as he and Roman walks over to us and stands on each side of Y/N, and myself. "I'm.... I'm pregnant" she said finally and closed her eyes and cowers a little scared she might get yelled at. "We're going to be Dads?" Roman asked a huge smile on his face. "Yes. You're not mad?" She asks softly. "No, ofcourse not, Princess." He said kissing her. "We are happy, Baby Doll" Dean added and turned her head to kiss her. "And we're not gonna leave" I add lastly as I turn her to look at me as I kissed her softly. "Mine" she said softly nuzzling into me and pulling the other two, to us as close as possible.

We stood there in a comfortable silence, before a Crew member knocked on the door saying we had five minutes until mine and Roman's tag team match against the revival, for the tag team titles. Dean, Roman, myself and Y/N, all walk to the gorilla pin and wait for our entrance music to come on. We got to the ring after the entrance music was about over and Lillian introduced. Dean kept a protective stance and arm around Y/N. The revival came out next and was introduced. "Well Michael Cole, it looks like this is gonna be a fight for the titles tonight" Renee said. "Indeed, Renee it is. The Shield is determined to get them titles" he said.

"1...2...3. And the new tag team champions are Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns" the referee says as the match ended. Roman and I, finally got the titles back. The revival was furious as they got out the ring walking up the ramp. Dean helped Y/N, into the ring as as we got the belts. Half way up the ramp the revival turned back around to head to the ring again. The get in the ring and attack Dean and Roman. I grabbed Y/N, and carefully helped her out the ring so, she wasn't in the line of fire and neither was our unborn chil or children. I pull the one that was hitting Roman, off and started punishing him. The other that was hitting Dean, threw him over the top rope, close Y/N. She went to Dean's side. I could hear her talking to him. "Dean are you okay?" She asked on the verge of tears. It's one thing Y/N didn't like, and that's seeing one of us hurt. "Yes, Baby Doll. I'm okay." He said.

"BABY DOLL, MOVE!!" Dean yells at her pushing her out the way and taking a blow to the ribs. Y/N whimpers startled from what just happened. "Baby Girl, go. Get out of here." I yell at her. She was to frightened to move or do anything. I see Lana and Rusev running down the ramp. Rusev went for the revival member outside the ring, an Lana went to Y/N, dragging her up the ramp quickly out of harm's way. Roman superman punched the one and Rusev slammed the other into the side of the ring.

While we were fighting and beating the hell out of the revival we didn't know Y/N and Lana were being sought after by Sheamus and Cesaro. Lana knew Y/N, was pregnant so, she did everything she could to protect her. Becky wasn't here tonight because she had the night off. "Come on, Love." Lana said going into a locker room locking the door and hiding with Y/N as she attempted to keep her calm. "She love. I know you're scared. But we have to be quiet okay?" Lana says softly to Y/N, who's covering her mouth the muffle her cries and whimpers.

The door to the locker room they were in was busted down as the the bar began to search the room for the two ladies. One being our mate and the other being a good friend of ours. Myself, Dean, Roman and Rusev, ran up the ramp quick to look for Lana and Y/N. One of the crew members pointed us in the direction of were the two girls were and who had been following after them. My blood was boiling, eyes dark with rage, and one thing on my mind; and that's was to get to Y/N, before she got hurt, because I wouldnt ever forgive myself if she got hurt or worse. I knew Dean and Roman had the same attitude, rage and only the same thing on their minds as I did. Rusev only wanted to get to his wife and omega before she got hurt. I ran as fast as I could to get to the room. I seen the door busted down and Sheamus, had Y/N pinned to the wall by her throat. She was scratching and clawing at his hand, tears rolling down her face, and one hand protecting her stomach. "LET HER GO!!" We below out loud and deep from within our chest. The roar echoing threw the halls. Sheamus smirked knowing just why he got under our skin. His other hand meer inches away from her stomach. I could hear faint running footsteps from half the Raw and Smackdown roaster coming towards us. Nina Jax, heard her cousins howl and knew immediately there was trouble and a brawl about to break out. "Don't you fucking dare touch her!" The rage only built more but I wasn't gonna attack with Y/N, in the line of fire. Rusev saw red when he seen his beloved wife pinned against the couch struggling to get away to help her friend. She did the last thing she thought of and kicked Cesaro in the balls. Cesaro held his crotch smacking her. Rusev grabbed him by the neck and picked him up before slamming him threw the coffee table.

Before Sheamus let Y/N, he rubbed her belly smirking darkly at her. She started whimpering more her omega side was scared and wanting her Alpha's. As soon as he let her go, Y/N crawled to a corner shaking like a leaf terrified and that's all it too for Dean to go full fledge Lunatic Fridge on Sheamus. Nia ran up and seen what was going on, she could feel everything. Being an alpha herself Nia knew all to well that shit just got real and fast. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU" Dean screams as he bounced Sheamus head off a wall and throwing him towards us and out the door. Sheamus staggers to his feet and attempts to get away. But he couldn't when I tackled him from behind. Nia looked at the scared girl in the corner and seen red herself cause that was her family to. She grabbed Cesaro and dragged him into the hall way. As the brawl went on and the fighting continues it took every referee, security guard, and roaster men and women to pull us The Shield, Rusev, and Nia Jax off of The Bar. The bar laid beat and bloody on the ground. "Enough. What in the living hell is going on?" Triple H yells as he came into view. Dean proceeded to tell him everything and after that let's just say Cesaro and Sheamus were suspended for two years and on injury leave for a year as well. As soon as we were let go me, and the three others along with Nia, Stephanie and Triple H ran to were Lana and Y/N, were. But when we got there they weren't there and we began to panic. A camera man told us that they were sent to the infirmary. We all bolted to the infirmary. Lana was standing next to Y/N, while she was being checked out by the medical team. My heart dropped thinking she was hurt or the baby or babies were hurt and I knew that Dean and Roman were feeling the same way.

After what seemed like hours the doctor said she has no, serious injuries but should be taken to a hospital to be sure the baby or babies are okay. They called an ambulance to have her taken there now. Roman rode with and me and Dean took the car. Stephanie, Triple H and the others called Becky, got ours and Y/N stuff from our locker rooms while we followed the ambulance. "I swear to God if our baby or babies are hurt or Y/N is I'm going to rip out The Bars throats myself." Dean said. He was alot calmer but still pissed off as was myself and Roman.

In the ambulance Roman soothed Y/N by softly rubbing her hand and her belly. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I tried to fight him off but I wasn't strong enough" Roman's heart fell hearing his omega blame herself for something that wasn't her fault. "Shhh Princess. You don't need to apologize for anything. This isn't your fault."

After we got to the hospital, an Y/N was checked in and evaluated the doctors came out to talk to us. "Ms. Y/L/N, family or friends." We shot up out of our chairs and walked over to him. "Is she okay? Is the baby or babies okay? What's going on?" I asked immediately. He could tell we were worried like hell. "Her and the fetuses are okay. She'll have some bruising around her neck for a while. She is to take it easy for the rest of the pregnancy. No heavy lifting, and nothing strenuous. I'll keep her over night under observation to be a hundred percent sure. She is asking for you three as well. You may go see her but don't upset her or agitate her." He said. We nod and quickly go to her room.

Y/N was sitting up a little but breathing softly in her sleep. Roman and I stood on the left and Dean stood on her right. We each gently gave her a kiss as we laid our hands softly on her tummy. Her eyes flutter open and she looks at all of us. "Hey Beautiful. How you feeling?" I asked her. "My throat hurts a little. I'm sorry I tried to stop him from touching me" she whispered softly. I shook my head "No, Baby Girl don't apologize. It's not your fault. You did your best. Don't worry we took care of them." I said softly to her rubbing my thumb gently over her tummy. She nodded softly as she placed her much smaller hands over ours and went back to sleep after whispering a soft "I love you, Alpha's" we all smile at her. "We love you too, our Omega" we all got chairs and sat by her bed hands resting on her tiny baby bump.

The next morning the doctor released Y/N, from the hospital. He gave us strict orders not to let Y/N, over work herself, or anything that can hurt her or the baby or babies. We took her straight home to our shared house. We got her set up on the couch with anything she wanted. "Baby Doll, are you hungry?" Dean asked her as I was putting in our orders for lunch. She nodded and looked at me. "Spicy Chicken Salad, Hot Wings and a one liter pepsi Please, Master?" She asked. When we were alone at home or when no, one was around she always called us by the names she gave us the first night we mated. We never corrected her because it made her happy. "Yes, Baby Girl. Anything for you." I said and put in her order. "While we wait for the food I'm gonna go get in one of the showers alright, Princess?" Roman said to her. She nodded her head "Okay Sir. May I have a kiss?" He smiles as he walked over giving her a soft kiss on the lips and then went upstairs to get in the shower. "I'm getting one too, Baby Girl" I said kissing her soft before going upstairs. Dean looked at her and walked over to her. "Baby Doll, would you like to take a shower with me?" Dean asked her. "Yes Daddy." She answered and he picked her up taking her to one of the other bathrooms in the house. He turns the shower on nice and warm, and strips her, then himself. Dean helps, Y/N into the shower and then gets in himself shutting the door. Me and Roman finished our showers first and went to were Y/N and Dean, were at. Me and Roman lean on the door way watching how gently Dean was being with Y/N. Roman and I were always worried about Dean finding his mate and then it turns out that all three of us get to share the most smart, beautiful, loving, and amazing omega. We all found our anchor and happiness and we wouldn't have it any other way. Roman pulled me out the room and to the kitchen to talk.

"Y/N's, birthday is coming up in a month. I was thinking why don't we plan something for her that she can do?" He said to me as I got plates and cups on the table for when the food got here. "I think that is a perfect idea. What are we going to do about work? We can't leave Y/N by herself and if she does go back we can't leave her without an alpha strong enough to protect her." I said. "Rusev or Nia? Maybe even Baron? They all adore her. Speaking of Nia, said she wants to be God mother of the little pup or pups." He said. "I agree with the choices. Nia I agree with that. Becky wants to as well. I can tell you this, the pup or pups will have a loving and protective family. Did anyone call Randy to let him know Y/N, is okay and home?" I asked him. "Yes I did. He said him and Nia would be over Friday to spend the day here. Out of all the roaster, Y/N is loved by most of us. She never did nothing wrong to anyone." He replied. "Okay I'll go grocery shopping to get food and drinks for Friday. Yeah, I know she is. She is a hell of a actress in the ring but outside the ring she is as soft spoken and sweet as can be. Hell the first time Dean laid eyes on her he was wrapped around her finger like we are." I said and he chuckles an nods agreeing with me.

Dean walks in with Y/N in his arms dressed. "Feel better Baby Girl?" I asked her. "Yes, I'm just hungry" She replies. "The food should be here any minute, Princess" Roman said to her softly. About five minutes later the food got here. I set the table up and put the food all on the table. "I love you, Alpha's" she said softly. "We love you, Omega" We all say at once. We sat at the table eating in a comfortable silence.

After eating dinner Dean and myself clean up and put the leftovers in the fridge. "Alright Baby Girl, let's get to bed" I said softly to her. "Can we watch a movie until I fall asleep?" She asks. "Ofcourse, Baby Doll" Dean says. She held her arms out for Roman to pick her up, an happily Roman obliged to the silent question. After going upstairs to our shared room with a custom built bed big enough for all four of us, I put in a movie to watch.

About halfway through the movie Y/N, had fallen asleep curled up between the three of us. After making sure she was comfortable and completely asleep the three of us went downstairs to have a talk.

"I talked to Nia and Baron. They said that they'd be more than happy to stay with Y/N, and protect her when we aren't around or she doesn't go to the ring with us." I said to the other two as I pour a drink sitting at the table. "That is great. I swear, I ever see them two again I will break their necks myself for touching or even looking at her" Dean said his temper flaring on the last sentence. "Dean clam down. She'll since you're upset." Roman said watching him as the grip on the glass cup he had in his hand got tighter. "Dean loosen up on the cup before you crush it and get cut." I said. Dean put the cup to the side and took a few deep breaths. "Sorry. I should of made her stay in the back or at home. I knew something was gonna happen." Dean said rubbing his face with his hands angrily. "Dean calm down" Roman and I said. We could since he was getting upset more and blaming himself. I could hear light pitter patter of Y/N's feet. "Dean she's awake. You need to calm down before you do something you won't ever be able to take back." Dean's chest was rising up and down fast. "Daddy, Master, and Sir?" Y/N called out looking for us. "I'll get her Roman. You get him to calm down" I said and he nods his head.

I walk out to the kitchen "Baby Girl, you okay? Do you feel sick or hungry?" I asked her as I pushed her hair from her eyes. "Daddy's upset. I can feel what he is feeling. I want Dean." She said softly. "Baby Girl, Dean needs time to calm down. For your safety and the pup or pups safety. You know how his temper is and I know he wouldn't live with himself if he accidentally hurt you or the pup(s) any harm when he's upset." She frowns at my words. I hug her gently rubbing her back. "Just give Roman a few minutes to get him to calm down, Baby Girl. Okay?" She nods softly against my chest. After some convincing Roman was able to get Dean, to calm down. "Baby Doll?" Dean said softly. Y/N turned around and looked at him. "Dean what's wrong? I can feel you're upset. What's bothering you?" She asks as she walks over to him. "I don't wanna talk about it right now Baby. I don't wanna get worked up again and possibly hurt you not meaning to because if my anger get out of control I don't want to accidentally hurt you or our baby or yours and the others baby. I wouldnt ever be able to live with myself" Dean said. I could tell he was worried genuinely about her and the babies. "You won't hurt me, Dean. I trust you." Y/N, said softly touching his cheek. I seen Dean physically relax into her soft touch.

"Can we go to bed?. I'm getting sleepy again." Y/N asks softly yawning and rubbing her eyes. I nod my head. We went up stairs, laid down and fell fast asleep.

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