#like- sir- don't speak to your future wife like that-

[sinfulpanda16]

Forget Him Sweetheart

Gojo Saturo x fem reader

Synopsis: You were just cheated on by your shit ex and go seek comfort from your friend Gojo, but one thing leads to another and soon you receive a huge comfort

You open the door to your apartment and head inside. So many things going on in your head and all of it gave you the biggest migraine. You close the door behind you and set your keys on the little table beside you. You stand there for a second and then your tears start to fall. You were able to hold them back when you saw your boyfriend cheating on you, on the drive home, and on the way up to your apartment. You wanted to be that woman you've always seeked to be. The one that would throw away her man like trash when he was caught cheating and not even be phased about it, but you couldn't hold them back. It only hurt your head more.

You walk to your bedroom and wrap yourself under the covers. This pain was immense, it hurt so much anyone could hear it in your cry. You grab one of your stuffed animals and cry into them trying to avoid being too loud. You never thought of yourself as cheatable but right now that's all you're calling yourself. Someone who can be cheated on easily. That night you fall asleep crying thinking that the last thing you thought of was yourself as unlovable but really the last thought in your head before you fell asleep was the thought of him, Gojo Saturo.

The next day you were working at your job. A cafe where a regular would visit. All the baristas fawned over him and honestly you did too. How could you not he was so tall and charming and not to sound full of yourself, he had a thing for you. Always calling you by pet names, sweet thing and sweetheart, he made you feel beautiful. Your friend had a way with women and you've always told him his future wife would be the luckiest girl on earth.

Speak of the devil, a tall white-head enters the cafe and immediately makes eye contact with you. He smirks and goes to sit at a table by the window. You go and stand next to him, "Hello ready for your order?"

Gojo looks up at you with an eyebrow raised, "What's wrong sweetheart. No 'Good Sir' today?" You have gotten close to him to the point where you'd call him Sir or Mr as a joke. Your guys relationship had a little bit of teasing in it but thats all it was you never thought more of it.

You gave a weak smile. "Oh sorry, I've just been," a flashback of your boyfriend kissing another womans neck came to your head. You heart pound against your chest and you subconsciously clutched the fabric of your uniform above your heart. You sighed, "I just been under the weather lately." You tried of thinking about anything else that would stop the tears from falling.

Gojo did not like the view in front of him. Why was sweet thing crying? He could tell that something was wrong but he knew he shouldn't push you here of all places. He could also tell that you were trying to hide it and probably felt embarrassed.

He chuckles softly, "Well then, I have my order ready."

You look at him and get ready to write down his order in your little notepad. He looks at you, "The whole menu. Cuz it's me-n-u." You're stunned but you laugh anyway. Gojo smirks, there we go that's better. Seeing that smile on your face just looks right.

You shove his shoulder playfully, "You wierdo."

He chuckles, "Ok for real though, can I get the espresso with..." he looks back at the menu for a bit but then turns to you "What are your favorite cookies from here?"

You smile at him, "I like (f/c). They're amazing Gojo! You should try them."

He puts his menu down, "Alright then sweetheart I'll have two (f/c) please."

You write down his order in your little notepad and giggle, "Alright then we'll have your order ready for you in no time."

He leans back in his chair "I'll be waiting. Don't take too long." he says giving you a wink. You blush and turn around to make his coffee all while Gojo stares at you in your cute uniform.

Gojo is smooth as hell. He didn't take his eyes of you. Anytime you were gonna look at his direction he'd already turn away to avoid your gaze. His strong instincts just knew that something was wrong. While you were making his coffee you looked a bit too sad when usually you would be smiling and he'd get to enjoy watching you be cute. Whatever happened to make you this depressed made him want to fight your problems for you. He would fight for you but you two established from the start that you guys would just be friends and so he knew it was not his place to go fending for you. That was your boyfriends' job.

After a while he finishes his drink and was on his last cookie. He grabs the last one and takes a bite of it. Why are you so cute? Even your favorite cookies were cute like you. He gets up and heads towards you where you were cleaning one of the tables. He acts dramatic when he says "MMM! These are good. I was expecting you to have terrible taste." he teases.

"Tch you're the one with terrible taste. Don't go rubbing it off on me." you tease back. By now the cafe has gotten filled with customers so you go back cleaning the table you were cleaning. You wish you could've just stayed home and take the day off. After what happened last night you honestly didn't have the will to work today. But if you didn't than you never were gonna become that strong woman who doesn't cry over a man.

"Sweet thing." Gojo calls for you softly interrupting your thoughts.

You look up at him. Although his eyes are covered with a blindfold, you can still read his facial expression. He had a soft look on him like if he was worried for you. You stare at his facial features and then he holds out the last piece of his (f/c) for you to eat. You stood there frozen for a sec. The rest of the cafe disappeared and right now it was just you and him. Then after a while you open your mouth and go to eat the cookie he has in his hand for you. You were careful to not put your lips on his fingers, but you accidentally did, and you didn't move back. You loved his taste and frankly he loved the feeling your pretty lips touching his fingers. You slowly pull away and chew on the cookie and then looked up at him.

He's looking down at you and then he rests the palm of his hand on your cheek. "Listen darling, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you. I'm here to listen and comfort you. Ok?" he says waiting for a response.

In a quiet voice you say "Ok" and he smiles softly at you. Without another word he turns around and leaves. You stood there for a bit watching him leave.

For the rest of your shift, you didn't stop thinking about him. Truth is you did need someone to talk to and you also just wanted to see and be with him. So when you got of work instead of going home you went to his place. You're not sure why but you get the feeling that soon after your gonna forget all about these thrash feelings right now.

Finally you arrive and you go up to his door. You ring the doorbell to his huge house and after a while he opens the door. "Oh sweet thing! What are you doing here?" he asks leaning towards you.

You respond shyly "You said I can talk to you when I need someone. Gojo I need someone." Gojo shocked allows you inside and he brings you to his living room. He was being so sweet the entire time. You've never seen this side of him and you've never had anyone be that kind to you. Not even your own boyfriend. Your boyfriend cheating came back to mind.

You stop walking and Gojo turns around and goes to you a bit worried. You sniff "I'm sorry it's just-" you get cut off by Gojo. Telling you that shouldn't apologize for feeling upset. Gojo goes closer to you and you feel safe. Such a pretty feeling, you've been around strong men before but not once have you ever felt this intense feeling of comfort and security.

You let go, "My boyfriend cheated on me. I don't know why he did it. I know I'm not all that pretty but the least he could've done is brake up with me. It would've stung yes but not as much as this." You continue to cry and the entire time Gojo hates it. That fucking bastard. He thought that guy was doing his job of fending for you.

"I'm such an unlovable piece of shit! I'm not worth being loved"

Those words made Gojo wrap his arms around you. He was avoiding touching you because he didn't want to invade any of your personal space, but after hearing those heartbreaking words he knew he had to hold you.

You continue to let out your emotions in his chest. The whole time Gojo did not let go and after a while you begin to calm down. "Baby listen to me." Baby? You wipe your tears again and look up at him. "Its the other way around, that bastard does not deserve to love you. You deserve only the best kind of love and trust me when i say you do have it." He pulls a strand of hair behind your ear. He smirks, "I know you're not supposed to hear this right now but I love you sweetheart. Always had and always will and hearing you talk like this hurts. Seeing you cry hurts sweet thing. You are loved. I love you sweetheart."

God how you needed to hear those words. I love you. And those words are coming from him. You slowly start to realize the whole time you should've been with him. You start to realize that it's not your fucking boyfriend cheating on you that made you cry. It was the lack of love. The lack of his love. It was him that made has always made you feel beautiful and loved and right now you wanted that even more.

Gojo notices how your look went from sadness to lust. Careful with his next move he decides to let you do whatever you want to him. You lean in closer to lips and with that he lets you kiss him. Thats all he needed and now he can pull you closer by you waist and deepen your kiss. He continues to kiss you and then pulls away.

The taste was amazing unlike anything you've ever tasted before. Gojo smirks, "I wasn't expecting you to get so bold sweet thing." You're so hot now. You want more of him.

"Gojo please~" you sigh.

"What? Does baby want me to help her feel good?" he teases.

Now you go to kiss him again to which he happily returns. Without breaking the kiss he picks you up effortlessly and you wrap your legs around his waist. He takes you upstairs to his bedroom and places you on his bed. He gets on top of you and smirks, "Let me help you forget him sweetheart."

He takes your clothes off and you take his off. There you two were, fully naked with him on top but he was still wearing his blindfold. You reach out to take it off of him and he let's you, revealing his beautiful blue eyes. "You look beautiful" you tell him. He smiles and kisses your lips "As do you sweetheart"

He kisses every part of your body making sure you understand just how much he loves every part of you. All this riled up energy both of you have for each other leads to him positioning himself at your entrance already. You look up him with those gorgeous eyes and he goes to kiss you on your lips, "I'm gonna take good care of you darling." and before you can say anything he starts sliding into you.

He's so big, "Ah~ Gojo" you whimper and the only thing Gojo hears is music to his ears. Fuck so far he's been loving your cute noises but that whimper of filling you up made him smirk. He kisses your neck "Fuck baby you're so tight~" he says in a husky voice. You wrap your arms around his neck and wrap your arms around his waist wanting to feel every bit of him.

Gojo holds onto your hips "You're so cute when you're like this." he dotes on you. You look up at him with little tears in his eyes, "Please move~". So demanding, he licks your tears away and smirks, "Your wish is my command." He starts thrusting into you causing a wave of euphoria to rush into both of you. You feel amazing, he feels like he's in heaven and he wants, needs, you to feel the same so he focuses and making you feel good.

"Fuck yes~" you moan out loud. He's pounding into you with such force its driving you wild. As he continues to thrust into you he's looking at your face. Seeing you feel so good made him feel good and your noises drive him wild. You look into his eyes and the whole world disappears. Right now it's just you two making love and it feels so heavenly.

"Kiss me~" you moan, he leans in and kisses you. The kiss was full of passion and lust.

He pulls away, continuing to thrust into you the room full of moans and your whimpering. "Is my princess feeling good~" he moans to you which you nod your head, "Yes baby~ you feel so fucking good~"

50 minutes later of him thrusting into you and you hanging on for dear life and your phone rings. Gojo didn't even see it but it was right beside your head. He looks at the caller ID and its that fucking bastard. He answers the call and puts it on loud speaker.

Baby can we please talk about this

At the sound of that Gojo starts thrusting in and out faster and rougher and you moan but he's quick to kiss you, so you don't give away your secret just yet.

I miss you (Y/N). That girl meant nothing to me, I promise if you come back things will be different.

Gojo is thrusting into you with rage. He'll be damned if he thinks you'll go back to him. You whimper his name making Gojo smirk, he's got you now and he's not gonna let you go.

"(Y/N) please give me another chance.

Both of you laughed at that and Gojo pulls out flips you onto your tummy thrusts back into you causing you to let out a load moan. He's pounding you faster and rougher and he's not being dicrete about it anymore.

"(Y/N)?" the guys calls for you with confusion in his voice.

Gojo smirks, "My baby isn't going back to him huh? Who do you belong to princess?" he asks between pants. Loud and and proud for him to hear. You respond "I belong to you Gojo.~" you say breathlessness and before the guy can say another word Gojo hangs up on him and now you're both at your reach.

"Gojo I'm *whimper* close~" you moan out. Gojo grabs your jaw and makes you look up at him. He kisses you, moaning in it, and then says "Me too baby. Together yeah? On three" you nod your head eagerly.

One.

You're already such a moaning mess and this causing you to moan even louder the whole world can hear.

Two.

Fuck Gojo is so close he starts pounding into you at an insane speed and with such force causing you cry out.

Three!

You both release and make it well known with your voices. He falls onto you panting and chuckles lightly, "That was amazing sweetheart." You reach up to play with his hair "You were amazing baby." He gives you a gentle kiss and says he'll be back. He leaves to the bathroom and comes back with a towel. He wipes you both down and then lays in bed with you holding you close.

"Gojo?" you call his name. He looks at you with his mesmerizing blue eyes, "I love you." he smiles "I love you too sweetheart"

You are that woman you want to be. A strong woman who forgets all about her cheating boyfriend and when she goes to find a better man to help her feel good.

#gojo saturo x you #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo x you #gojo saturo #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo satoru #jjk gojo smut #gojo smut

[yumeka-sxf]

Spy x Family Operation Diary - Character conversations

I'm back with another Operation Diary post! There's a ton of adorable and funny conversations between the characters throughout the game. I wanted to highlight some of my favorites and provide translations.

*Note: The game uses parentheses to show that a character is thinking the dialogue as opposed to speaking. For my translations, I'll be using parentheses and italics.

There aren't any major Twiyor scenes in the game, but this one's pretty cute - takes place when they decide to go on an outing at Penguin Park. It's a nice callback to the aquarium chapter/episode.

Loid: Penguin Park, huh?

Yor: (Come to think of it, Loid was also really engrossed by the penguins last time.) Um, Loid, it would be great if we could see the cute penguins!

Loid: Huh? Uhhh...yeah, sure...? (What...? Yor liked the penguins?)

Anya: (Papa and Mama are funny.)

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Unfortunately I can only embed one video per post, so the rest you can watch via YouTube links.

The game actually has a few Yor and Fiona interaction, though they're mostly like this.....just Fiona having her usual unhinged thoughts, lol.

Fiona: (She's just your daughter-in-law. Don't overdo it, take the burden off your shoulders already. Then I will take over the wife role and provide super support as senpai's wife...!)

Yor: Being with Anya is so much fun. Raising her isn't difficult at all.

Fiona: (Hm...really trying to be a mother, huh? You'd better watch out now, Yor Forger...you'll be kicked out soon enough!)

Anya: (Anya likes the Mama she has now.)

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In this next one, Loid is having trouble getting Anya to study, so he breaks out the cringe Penguinman voice 😂

Loid: (In order to stimulate motivation in Anya...since it's come to this, guess I have no choice...!) S-Senpai! This is no time to be lazy. Don't you have to do your best everyday for the sake of world peace?

Anya: Agent Penguinman?

Loid: Our mission is to study, let's do it!

Anya: If Penguinman is with me, I'll do by best at studying!

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There were so many cute Yor & Anya interactions, a couple of which show how Yor will always protect Anya from danger ❤️

Anya: Mama! There's a crab!

Yor: Be careful not to get your hands pinched.

Anya: Yup~

Yor: (If you hurt Anya, I will not forgive you...)

Anya: (Anya will be careful...for the sake of Mr. Crab, too...)

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Yor will also fight off sharks for Anya!

Anya: Mama! There are people diving in the ocean and looking at fish!

Yor: Diving, huh? That sounds fun!

Anya: But...what if there are sharks in the ocean...!

Yor: Don't worry Anya, there aren't any sharks in this part of the ocean. (And if there are any, I'll kill them in secret.)

Anya: (She can beat sharks too?! Mama's amazing!)

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Just like the resort island in the anime/manga, Anya has to remind Loid to be a "fun dad" at the resort in the game!

Anya: RESORT!

Loid: Don't jump, you'll fall.

Anya: Papa...I heard that a normal papa would jump and fly around with his daughter at a time like this.

Loid: (Is it really necessary to put on the family act at a tourist location?) Ok, let's enjoy the resort!

Anya: Papa's so simple.

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There are some scenes of Yuri tutoring Anya, in his usual way 😅

Yuri: Studying is training your muscles! You can't miss a single day!

Anya: Yes sir!

Yuri: That's right! Look at how your future self has grown!

Anya: Yes sir!

Yuri: And in that future, look at Nee-san's smiling face!

Anya: Sir! Yes sir!

Yuri: Ok, next workbook!

Yor: Please don't teach her anything too weird...

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This next one is part of the scenario from a previous post where the Forgers visit the art museum!

Anya: Mama! The lady in the painting! She's wearing a pretty dress!

Yor: Ooh, it really is. It's a very pretty painting. Her dress is pure white.

Anya: Would you try wearing it, Mama? It would look good on you.

Yor: Uh? Um, I suppose so...I like black and red. (In times of crisis, blood showing would be troublesome...)

Anya: (...!)

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Loid saves the day when Yor offers to cook 😅

Yor: Let's buy ingredients for dinner on the way home. I'll cook dinner today.

Anya: (The last supper...) Anya isn't hungry yet. Anya will play more.

Loid: You must be tired too, Yor. I'll cook dinner today.

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And lastly, Anya sings this adorable little song while drawing a picture of the family (while Loid is trying desperately to get her to study!)

Anya: Hm, hm, hm~ Papa and Mama~ Together with Anya, such a close family~

Loid: Hey, Anya! Stop drawing and listen to what I'm saying!

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I mostly focused on the family interactions since those are my favorites, but there are a ton of cute/funny conversations between Anya, Becky, and Damian as well! There's also much longer special event cutscenes that play when Anya speaks to certain characters enough times (and triggers the unique illustrations I posted here). But those are several minutes long each, and my Switch can only save video clips up to 30 seconds. But if you plan to play the game when it releases internationally in a few months, you can look forward to seeing those for yourself 😃

If you want to see more of my posts about the SxF game, check the sxf game tag on my blog here.

#spyxfamily #sxf #spy family #spy x family #anya forger #loid forger #yor forger #twiyor #bond forger #fiona frost #yuri briar #sxf game #spy x family operation diary #spy x anya

[mulletmitsuya]

Toman groupchat (everyone's alive so everyone is here, it's also extremely long)

Warnings: swearing, suggestive! chaos, kinda offensive (no offensive terms used)

Desc: this is how they joined toman btw wakui texted me and said this

Takemitchy: ok everyone's here now

Mikey: yeah we added everyone

Mikey: me and Mitchy made a groupchat that'll have all of us here so that we can all be friends. you cannot leave🙂

Izana: i want to call you a homophobic slur

Ran: unprovoked?

Baji: with Takemitchy and Mikey, it's always provoked

Rindou: aren't there actual gay people that you'll offend tho. i won't let the gays be offended by this

Rindou: Takashi don't worry i'll protect you bro

Mitsuya: great

Hakkai: leave him alone Ran😐

Ran: i didn't even do anything Hakkai leave me alone 😭

Takemitchy: only peace and love here guys

Smiley: bull fucking shit

Smiley: i will cause problems intentionally you fucknut

Angry: Smiley😡

Mochi: this isn't gonna work but okay

Smiley: shave off your eyebrows and start again

Mochi: they'll just grow back the same, motherfucker😐

Smiley: you didn't do that to look cool??

Mochi: no

Smiley: what side did you get them from?

Mochi: my moms?

Mochi: why does this matter

Smiley: she must be ugly as shit, damn

Senju: naur 💀

Mochi: i'm going to be violent with you

Smiley: come at me bro

Smiley: nvm you're 6'5 and built like a gorilla

Smiley: i'll accept my loss here

Mikey: i get so happy when i see you all like this

Baji: man stfu you always saying some weird shit

Baji: you and Takemitchy are weird and i'm on to you

Baji: always talking about how "the fruit of our labour has finally flourished"

Baji: weird

Mikey: i never said that wtf😭

Kakucho: Takemitchy did, he says it a lot

Takemitchy: uh do i? it's a lyric from a song that's stuck in my head lmao

Kakucho: you always say it while crying and looking at all of us you weirdo

Izana: this is why people used to be hanged for being gay

Mikey: can u leave him alone

Izana: i don't have to listen to you, i'm older

Mikey: ok, no pupils head ass

Izana: ok, no bitches head ass

Emma: stop fighting, I'll tell Shini-nii☹️

Izana: you're such a pick me Emma oh my god

Emma: i'm not, i only needed one man to pick me😚

Draken: 🙂

Emma: 😕

Draken: ...

Emma: 😒

Draken: 😑

Draken: fine

Draken: i love you Emma, my beautiful girlfriend and future wife❤

Emma: i love you too Kennyy omg😭❤❤❤

Senju: you just forced him to say that why r u so happy 💀

Yuzuha: why am i here

Takemitchy: we need a few responsible people who r scary

Yuzuha: but...nvm

Draken: why do you have fangirls following you

Yuzuha: idk i'm just pretty great

Draken: fair

Chifuyu: i wish i had fangirls

Kazutora: you're ugly

Chifuyu: 😐

Baji: if y'all start again i'll ram a cactus down your throats

Chifuyu: I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING

Baji: Kazutora's troubled, stop provoking him. you make eye contact for too long

Baji: you know that agitates him

Kazutora: 😋

Mikey: why r u talking about him like he's a creature or smth

Baji: to some extent he is

Kazutora: hey

Chifuyu: but Baji-san he's doing this on purpose this is so unfair 😭

Draken: Kazutora stop using the mentally ill card

Kazutora: fine, jeez😒

Senju: it's great to have friends tbh

Sanzu: don't say that, it's embarassing

Shion: i still don't believe Sanzu's a dude

Shion: he's too pretty and petite like a girl idc

Shion: like you'll have to take your dick out and show it to me for me to believe me you

Rindou: yo?

Baji: 🤨

Mikey: dude...

Hakkai: can you ever behave

Chifuyu: c'mon man

Smiley: fucking Shion man

Izana: why did you speak

Shion: aren't we all equal here

Izana: who told you that

Shion: your brother, sir

Mucho: Shion stop talking

Shion: y'all switch up rq huh😒

Rindou: everyone shut up and pay attention to me

Mitsuya: i mean this genuinly, i hate it here

Rindou: you're a hater

Mitsuya: that's what i just-

Mitsuya: 😊

Rindou: ok now that Mitsuya's done whining i need help with my stage name

Angry: for what bestie

Rindou: DJing

Hakkai: i thought i was bestie but okay 😒

Angry: you're both bestie

Rindou: i thought I was bae tho lol

Angry: um 🙁

Rindou: i was joking you're ugly

Rindou: this is why your brother has bitches and you don't

Angry: why'd u get so triggered

Angry: and we have the same face😐

Rindou: it's different

Ran: shhhhh this is getting nowhere

Rindou: but my stage name

Smiley: stfu Ran you're a homosexual

Izana: i knew it 😟

Chifuyu: it's always violence with y'all damn

Mikey: OHHH THAT'S WHY U STAND LIKE THAT LMAO

Kakucho: i thought Ran was popular with the ladies

Angry: so which is it Ran? homo or hetero

Kazutora: 💀

Ran: whatever i feel that day

Ran: a hole is a hole after all

Mucho: can you not

Sanzu: 🤢

Rindou: he's lying to you he has no bitches

Rindou: all he does is sleep and do his hair

Ran: i never claimed to have bitches all i did was say i don't have a preference when it comes to gender or sex

Ran: why do people attack me for no reason i'm just sitting here being pretty

Mikey: two flamboyant bisexuals

Mikey: silly Koko and silly Ran

Koko: pls don't say that

Mikey: that you're silly?

Koko: uh, yes

Mikey: ok silly goose

Koko: 😐

Baji: i hate you all and wish i wish i was dead

Baji: i would rather stab myself to death than be here

Mikey: don't fucking say that Keisuke😐

Mikey: i don't find you funny

Mikey: why would you say that

Baji: damn chill what's wrong with you

Takemitchy: we shouldn't joke about death😐

Takemitchy: and let's remember that suicide isn't the only option

Takemitchy: there's always help❤👊

Baji: DO U GUYS SEE WHAT I MEAN

Baji: THEY'RE WEIRD

Inupi: suspicious

Senju: shut up pretty boy

Senju: you're absolutely gorgeous

Senju: that didn't come out the way i wanted it to

Inupi: ?

Sanzu: how did you want it to come out???

Kazutora: i mean he's not wrong he's so beautiful

Kazutora: not in a gay way tho like it just is what it is

Inupi: ...thank you, i guess

Kazutora: i wanna fuck him

Kazutora: idk what happened there, my bad

Chifuyu: chill out

Kazutora: you have a tiny dick

Chifuyu: 😐

Baji: Kazutora c'mon man

Baji: i'm starting to think you're the problem

Kazutora: i'm just flirting

Kazutora: in a homie typa way if ykwim

Baji: i do not

Hanma: good morning my cockroaches

Smiley: fuck you

Hanma: it's a bdsm today💘

Hanma: we should go out and have a beach day and catch jellyfish so that they can sting us and we can pee on each other to stop the pain

Hanma: who ever gets peed on first loses haha

Mitsuya: who even let you in here

Smiley: you gotta go to jail for that

Smiley: he can't keep getting away with this

Draken: wait what did he mean when he said it's a bdsm day am i the only one who's concerned

Kisaki: he thinks it means beautiful day sunny morning

Draken: oh...ok

Mikey: ain't no way

Kazutora: i'll send you a link Hanma dw bro I got you

Kisaki: don't we're in public

Hanma: ohoho this is inhumane why are they doing that🤠

Kisaki: curse you, Kazutora

Kazutora: don't kink shame

Baji: please stop watching graphic porn

Kazutora: no one wants to have sex with me what else should i do

Chifuyu: it's cause of the way you act

Kazutora: let's go outside real quick

Chifuyu: i'm sick of you let's go

Emma: they are going to kiss

Senju: it's giving enemies to loves slow burn

Baji: it's all coming together

Smiley: stop normalizing gay people🙏

Mikey: homophobes get fired from Toman

Smiley: fine

Smiley: slay or whatever the fuck ❤🧡💛💚💜👁👅👁🏳️‍🌈

Yuzuha: feels like a hatecrime tbh

Yuzuha: anyway me and Hakkai r getting on the plane so our phones r gonna be off

Hakkai: see you soon Taka-chan 😊

Mitsuya: yeah stay safe🧡

Angry: what about the rest of us 🙁

Draken: kys Shiba's

Hakkai: huh???

Yuzuha: what'd we do even

Mitsuya: Draken? why'd u say that

Draken: what did I say??

Mikey: kys=kill yourself

Draken: no???

Draken: kys=keep yourself safe

Mikey: who told him that

Smiley: 😁

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokyo revengers manga spoilers #tokyo revengers smau #tokyo revengers texts #tokyo revengers groupchat #tokrev #tokyo manji gang #toman #sano manjiro/mikey #baji keisuke #mitsuya takashi #ryuguji ken/draken #matsuno chifuyu #kazutora hanemiya #hanagaki takemitchy #kawata souya/angry #kawata nahoya/smiley #akashi senju #sanzu haruchiyo #akashi haruchiyo #kanji mochizuki #yasuhiro muto #izana kurokawa #hitto kakucho #madarame shion #haitani ran #haitani rindou #i've reached my tag limit i hope y'all enjoy and sorry there's no Hina! my girlboss my love. also sorry for mischaracterisation #i am also aware that I actually described ran as pansexual btw he just didn't have the energy to correct them i believe

[mrsparrasblog]

i don't wanna rush you or anything cuz u should take ur time. Just wanted to let you know that we NEED more Rudy and Alejandro content😭. Rudy is criminally underrated 🥲 like an obsessed Rudy crushing on mc? My heart-

Hey sorry that it took a bit to answer.💓 I love Rudy with all my heart💓 He is so underrated 💓and have many drafts of him, but I never had something where he was like obsessed , but I tried my best if you don't like it Im sorry :(, you didn't say if you wanted smut so I just wrote it without smut. I was half asleep writing this ngl😭

Anyways here 💓☀️🦋

Sweet as Cinnamon

Rodolfo was never one to fall for just a pretty face; he wasn’t shallow; he needed more. He always had that picture of the future Mrs. Parra in his mind. She needed to be soft, cute, romantic, and tolerant of everything. She needed to be a safe space from all the demons in Las Almas which haunted him.

When he turned 35, he almost gave up on his dream, too many failed attempts at dating. There were the ones who dated him to get closer to Alejandro, the ones who couldn’t handle him being a Sergeant Major, and then the ones who were too much involved with the cartel business.

And then one day he met you. He didn’t believe in love at first sight, but it was almost as close. The way you carried yourself, your charisma, the way you laughed, and the way your eyes sparkled, you were perfect for him.

He didn’t want to do anything more than approach you and ask you out on a cute date, but this time he couldn’t fail, not with his lifelong dream. So he made the only rational choice and became your shadow, trying to find out everything about you while constantly nagging Alejandro about how perfect you were.

"You know you could always talk to her," Alejandro suggested, not seeing the bigger picture Rodolfo saw. It needed to be perfect; you needed to want him before he made attempts; it should be natural. So he found out everything about you: the way you liked your coffee, your favorite book (which he bought and read to have something to talk to you about), your favorite film, favorite food, and even your workplace. It wasn’t a surprise for him that a sweet thing like you owned a bakery; everything was freshly baked by you, and it tasted like absolute heaven to him.

When he watched you through the window, he imagined you staying in your kitchen, him wrapping his arms around you while you baked for him and your kids - it would be perfect. And you would never even come across the cartel; you were a delicate flower that needed to be protected and cherished, and who would do the job better than him?

The hard part was getting the men away from you who also wanted you. Of course, he knew you were a sight that would make every man weak in his knees, but you were already his, and the other men needed to understand that.

Some people underestimated him, thinking he was too short and not as muscular as Alejandro, but when the Sergeant Major stood at the poor men's door with a sinister grin and a firearm, telling them to never speak to his wife again, they listened. It made your love life absolutely miserable, but he was a good man; he only did this for you, and you would appreciate it at the end of the day when you finally could sleep in his arms, protected from the whole world.

After a year of preparation, he finally did it. He walked inside your bakery himself; the faint smell of cinnamon and fresh strawberries lingered everywhere; it was perfect. Of course, he knew your baked goods tasted good; Alejandro always brought him some, but he never went in himself. And the perfect girl you were, you were immune to Alejandro's flirting, one problem less.

"Hello, sir, how can I help you today?" you smiled at him, and his world stopped. You were even prettier from this perspective, flour on your face and that sweet little red apron. He wanted to marry you instantly, just carry you away and tie the knot, but he was a patient man, and right now, this was what he needed to be.

"Just some cinnamon rolls," and so it went on for weeks. Rudy became fast your favorite customer; he was always nice to you, funny, and left a good tip, like an extremely generous tip for just some cinnamon rolls. And if you were true to yourself, he was incredibly handsome, making you always blush like a girl with her first crush. Unfortunately, you thought he wasn’t interested in you. You always tried to flirt, but he never flirted back, or maybe he was just too obvious to realize it.

On Valentine's Day, you stayed the whole night away, baking red velvet heart cinnamon rolls just for him, a new creation, plus he would get a little heart on his cappuccino, which you tried to master for weeks.

He couldn’t contain himself when he saw this; he knew you were smitten, how you blushed and interacted around him. God, you were as obsessed as he was, but he needed to wait; he had his perfect plan.

He gave you his number just in case; Las Almas was never safe, and just so he could sleep calmly, knowing you’re safe, he said.

And surprisingly, a few weeks later, after you closed your little bakery, a man followed you on the way home. At first, you thought it was just imagination, but when you walked five times around the block and he was still there, you knew. So you did the only thing your mind comprehended: you called Rudy.

"Rudy, I'm being followed," you sobbed into the speaker while your feet practically ran.

Luckily, Rodolfo was there, shoving the guy away. If only you had known how he thanked his friend Fernando for scaring you a bit - he didn’t like this, but it was necessary. He wasn’t a bad guy; he saw himself as a determined man who would do anything for his future love.

If it were possible, your eyes would have turned into big cartoon hearts; god, he was perfect. Maybe you should try the first step, even if it's embarrassing, maybe he doesn’t like you.

"Thank you, Rudy."

"Don’t mention it, mi corazon." You blushed at this pet name, looking at him with your big doe eyes.

"Rudy, do you maybe want to stay the night to make sure he doesn’t come back?" And how could he say no to this opportunity? Well, he had your words already planned, but it still made something with him.

"Of course."

"Rudy?"

"Mhm?"

"You know, I thought about maybe we could-“ You stopped, feeling incredibly stupid. Rudy was perfect; how could he want someone like you, a normal person? But for him, you were everything but normal; you were perfect the way you were, the missing piece to his life.

"What can we do?"

"You know, get to know each other better," you mumbled beneath your breath, looking at the ground.

His calloused fingers pulled your chin up, forcing you to look into his beautiful eyes as his lips softly fell on yours. It felt like fireworks; if you thought you were kissed before - you weren’t, this was new, exciting, and perfect like in a Disney movie. "Like this, mi corazon?"

"Mhm, I like this way to get to know you."

"You don’t know how long I waited for this," he admitted, looking into your eyes as if you were the only thing keeping him alive; you were everything.

"I waited longer," you admitted, and he thought, if only you had known, how long he wanted you and chased after you, the things he did for you. And the only thing on your mind was if he only would have known how long you looked at him when he was still watching you from outside the bakery.

#cod #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod x reader #call of duty #tf 141 #rodolfo x reader #rodolfo rudy parra x reader #rodolfo parra #rodolfo cod #los vaqueros #call of duty modern warfare 3 #call of duty modern warfare #tf141

[markliving]

Be the poet and i will be your soldier

pairing: quackity x f!reader (lawyer!quackity x lawyer!reader)

warnings: lawyers!au, enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, mentions of quackity real name, this history don't pass in our reality, english is not my firts language.

synopse: you thought you hated Alex. And Alex thought he hated you. What none of you knew was that a particularly difficult case, and some unexpected events during the case, would leave you both living under the same roof and with some unknown feelings being revealed.

word count: 970

masterlist

1. a chilling start

You looked intently at the white roof from the guest room in Alexis' house. The ticking of the clock was the only sound that could divert your mind from the latest events in your life, which, at first, were going from bad to worse.

You couldn't tell your family and friends anything outside of work. You thought they would worry more than they should, but most of the time they were right, and in your opinion, it wasn't necessary because it was close to being over.

Not only that, but you needed to close your eyes and sleep urgently, after all, tomorrow was the last day of your stay at Alex's house, and also the last trial of the case. Yet, why did your heart seem to break every time you thought about leaving him? It scared you to think that you would never again be able to look into his eyes and see that they didn't reflect hate, but rather adoration. He was your biggest enemy, so why these strange feelings?

You could hear him mumbling around the apartment, probably trying to find the case papers he left scattered around the house last night while you guys talked about them. And now that your brain was alerted by the noises outside the room, you wanted more and more to disappear from the universe, not exist and let everything disappear. How would you face him the next morning without feeling embarrassed and saying that you remembered the revealing conversation you two had while you were drunk, and that, in fact, it was actually all a farce?

And then you remembered that it was all the fault of Chris, your boss, and, also, future cupid.

All this whole problem starts when Chris puts you and Alex on the same case, even knowing that you don't like each other and having heard that you two have had problems since the beginning of college. His wife, who had already seen some of the disagreements between the two of you, said it was just a misunderstanding of feelings that neither of you could bear and even proposed that he do something to help other people in the office have some kind of peace. So, when he received the papers from the Miller brothers, he knew this was the perfect time to bring the two of you together and maybe get the two of you to come to a peace agreement.

"Sir, with all respect, but what kind of joke is that?", you asked Chris as soon as you heard him say about the case that you two would have to work together, anxiously pressing your nails into your palm, leaving a few marks.

“You heard right, miss. I believe that the two of you can do a good defense job together, so the two of you will work together”, he responded, while pushing a blue folder, which contained the various papers with information about the case, on the table further ahead.

Alex looked at you, analyzing your face, trying to find some trace of something that wasn't anger or something like that, but he was caught by your gaze, making him look away and look forward again with a bit of shame. So he took the blue folder, pressed it firmly, and spoke.

“Sir, I think just one of us can do this job alone, after all, you said that in the beginning…”, Alex made a pause before starting speaking again. “But, even though I'm against this idea, I accept working with her in this case”. 

You laughed sarcastically at his words. You thought it was funny how he sounded when he said it, and you even considered saying it back, but Chris was starting to get impatient, and you chose to accept that idea, leaving the room shortly after with strong steps.

“Please try not to kill each other”, the boss asked Alex, who was still in the room, and received a nod of confirmation from him, who also immediately left the room.

After that day, the two of you began studying the case in silence during office hours. Your coworkers were afraid that at any moment the two time bombs, Alex and you, could go off and cause a huge mess during the time you spent together. And finally, on a busy day for both of you, before a meeting with the client in the case, John Miller, whom you were both defending, the confusion that was feared at the time began.

And of course, the two of you would have different ideas, everyone expected that, but you both had strong geniuses, and anything different was a reason for discussion. A few minutes before starting the meeting, it seemed that Hurricane Katrina had passed and Chris had to intervene, giving the two of you a huge scolding for your childishness and informality, and you both still seemed to have fire in your eyes even after all the confusion.

As soon as John Miller entered the room, the two of you returned to focus on the case and began the meeting with the client. What you didn't expect was that this was the beginning of a bigger nightmare, and that the little fight between you wasn't the biggest one of all.

After the first trial, which, to be honest, didn't result in any progress in the story, the brothers didn't want to collaborate. The witnesses questioned did not say anything that you had not been informed about, which caused a huge headache when it came to studying other means that could be used in the defense. However, a few days later, something that alarmed everyone involved, not only in the case, but also the other lawyers in the office, located in the place where you lived, warned them that everything was more dangerous than they imagined.

a/n: hello hello! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, I promise to update this week with another chapter and another, probably, with gojo.

#quackity x reader #quackity #female reader #quackity series #quackity fluff #enemies to lovers #some angst #quackity x you #quackity au

[howlingday]

Belladina Interviews

Oobleck: Right! Well then, why don't we start with a few questions for the parents?

Blake: (Thinking) Bartholomew Oobleck. Forty-seven years old. He has a doctorate in history as Beacon's history teacher and is housemaster of dormitory 7, Amber Hall. Regarded as intelligent, reliable, and open-minded. He's well-liked by his students, but is also known for speaking at a swift pace. The safest path to win his favor is with honest and straightforward answers.

Oobleck: I understand that this is your second wife. How did you meet your husband?

Blake: Straight to the point. It makes sense, since Beacon Academy is focused on family values.

Blake: My husband and I met by chance at the neighborhood tailor's shop. The same one where Beacon uniforms are made, in fact. It was the way he carried himself which first caught my eye. It was like he appeared out of nowhere. After the death of my first husband and being so busy caring for my daughter, I was hesitant to pursue a new relationship. But the more we talked, the more I realized I'd found a kindred spirit in him. I was touched by his kindness and how much he valued family. I knew he would be a wonderful father to my daughter.

Jaune: (Blushing)

Oobleck: I see. Same question, Mr. Belladina.

Jaune: Oh... Well... Blake is such a wonderful woman. And she's so good with children. She understood how difficult it was for me to be all by myself, and she welcomed me into her family.

Oobleck: Excellent to hear. Family is very important to us at Beacon.

Jacques: I see you're a man who must have low standards, Mr. Arc. Why else would you saddle yourself to a woman with a child? And a woman like her no less?

Goodwitch: Behave yourself, Master Schnee.

Blake: Jacques Schnee. Fourty-nine years old. A legacy hire, as his father-in-law was the headmaster, he is the business and economics professor and housemaster of dormitory two, Azure Hall. Greedy. Callous. His wife filed for divorce last month. His wife just won full custody of her children. In all of his previous interviews, his questions focused on directly disparaging the families of applicants. It's best to avoid provoking him.

Oobleck: On to the next question. May we ask why you have decided to apply for Beacon Academy?

Blake: For one reason, sir...

Blake: To get close enough to my target, Charlotte Malachite!.

Blake: The quality of the teaching staff at Beacon Academy is second to none. The instructors are cultured, knowledgeable, and talented. More importantly, I believe only the elite faculty of Beacon Academy can instill in our child the nobility and patriotism needed to stand amongst our country's elite.

Goodwitch: (Thinking) A most disciplined reply, Blake Belladina. I knew I saw something in you.

Glynda Goodwitch. ??? years old. Fitness Professor and housemistress of dormitory three, Lavender Hall. Personality: Elegant.

Oobleck: We would like to hear about Penny from the perspective of her parents. What would you consider to be her strengths and weaknesses?

Blake: Penny holds a deep and passionate curiosity. She is willing and eager to poke her nose into everything, sometimes to an extent that it could be considered as much of a strength as it is a weakness. And perhaps this is just a mother's bias, but I find her to be wise beyond her years.

Goodwitch: Wise? This girl here? Didn't she only earn thirty-one points on her entrance exam?

Penny: (Flinches)

Blake: In fact, she's so intuitive, I swear she can read my mind! Ha ha!

Penny: (Shivers)

Blake: But for a solid answer for weaknesses, I do wish she was less picky about her food.

Oobleck: Hm. And what do you see in her, Mr. Belladina, and how would you describe your parenting style towards her?

Jaune: Well, as we've already discussed, I am not her birth father. So I will admit that, at first, I may have spoiled her in my attempts to win her over. I had to learn how to be strict sometimes, for the sake of her future. I work hard to remember that.

Jaune: (Thinking) Just like we practiced.

Oobleck: Mrs. Belladina mentioned that your daughter can be picky. What sort of meals do you cook at home?

Jaune: M-Meals?! Oh, uh, I, uh... W-Well...

Blake: Actually, sir, I do most of the cooking. However, my husband is more than happy to help when I'm too busy.

Blake: Not that it's ever happened.

Jacques: You're kidding me. A husband who can't even cook? You need to work harder to be a better example for your daughter, sir!

Jaune: !!!

Blake: No one is perfect, sir. While my husband may not be the primary chef, he is incredibly neat and organized. The house is always spotless. And he is a most wonderful example for our daughter.

Jacques: That may be, but a man who can't even cook is hardly a good example for a child.

Blake: And who are you to-

Jaune: B-Blake, it's okay! He's right!

Blake: (Clenching her fist) He's right. Calm yourself, Nightshade. Why are you even upset? It's not like he's really your husband.

Jacques: (Thinking) Just a pair of lovebirds, eh? I could just puke. Well, I'll just keep pecking at those cracks and see what comes pouring out. If these smug plebians don't get rejected, then there is no justice in the world.

Penny: (Thinking) This man hates Mama and Papa! I need to do real good, or else...

Oobleck: Well, I think it's time we heard from your daughter.

Penny: Here we go...

Oobleck: Can you tell us who you are and where you live?

Penny: M-My name is Penny Pellapina. And I live in Vale... North. At 42 Space... Something. Mister sir!

Oobleck: And what do you like to do when you're not in school?

Blake: She knows this. These are all the questions we...

Penny: I like to watch at restaurants and eat the opera.

Blake: Huh?.

Oobleck: And what sorts of things do you want to accomplish while attending Beacon Academy?

Penny: Uh... Um...

Penny: What was the answer?.

Blake: Well, I know what I want to do while at Beacon Academy. Get close to Charlotte at a school event and expose the plans of the organization she leads. Then stop her before-

Penny: I want... to expose the secrets... of the boss... of the or-gun-eye-zay-shun.

Blake: WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?!. The answer was to read all the books in the library!.

Penny: Oh, and library books.

Oobleck: "Boss of the organization"? Do you mean the headmaster?

Blake: Ah ha ha ha! Oh, excuse my daughter! She's very ambitious! She's so curious about the lives of the people who have achieved leadership positions.

Goodwitch: Hmmm... Seeking to learn from those at the top at such a young age... There is a degree of elegance to that.

Goodwitch: If that is true, then you mist know the name of our headmaster, young lady?

Penny: Um... It's, uh...

Blake: You know this! It's Headmaster Ozpin!.

Penny: Head pasture... All in. Mister sir.

Goodwitch: Eh... Close enough.

Goodwitch: And do you understand how hard one must work to succed as he has?

Penny: ...

Penny: Yeah! You gotta run through the jungle to get strong! And face life-or-death stuff over and over to get brave!

Blake: That was the training montage in yesterday's spy cartoon...

Goodwitch: Such incredible resolve! Perhaps I have underestimated this child.

Oobleck: Haha! Perhaps you needn't go that far. Now, I have questions for you about your parents. What does your mother do for a living?

Penny: She's a spy.

Blake: !

Penny: Spy... Spycial social work.

Oobleck: Are you alright, dear? You sound a bit congested. What about your father? What is he like?

Penny: He can be a little scary sometimes, but he's really nice!

Jaune: !

Oobleck: If you had to give your mother and father a score, what would it be?

Penny: 100 points! They're perfect and I love them. I want to be with them forever!

Jacques: Garbage like this is the last thing we need at Beacon.

Jacques: So, who do you like better? Your old daddy or your new daddy?

Oobleck: Master Schnee, that question isn't-

Jacques: Who cares? Are we who ask the questions not permitted to improvise and think outside the box?

Blake: May I request a different question?

Blake: I don't know how she ended up in that orphanage, but there's too good a chance her parents are...

Jacques: No. Answer the question or be scored accordingly.

Plip... Plip...

Penny: (Crying) D... D...

Blake: Penny...

Penny: (Sniffles, Wipes eyes) Daddy...

Jacques: Well, there you have it. She likes her real daddy more.

Jaune: (Comforting Penny) How dare you?!

Blake: Calm down, Jaune.

Jaune: But this is...

Blake: For the mission, we can endure this. We have to endure this.

Jacques: The dorms are full of children living away from their parents. This is no place for children who burst into tears over every little thing.

Blake: He can smear us all he likes. It doesn't matter. We're not a real family.

Jaune: "Every... little.. thing"? You think THAT is a "little thing"? (Fingers pop and crack)

Blake: Calm. Calm. Calm. It doesn't matter.

Jacques: What's your problem anyway, second husband? It's not my fault she doesn't love you.

Jacques: Ah, now that feels better. Hm?

Blake: (Swinging her leg for Jacques head) STAND DOWN, NIGHTSHADE!.

CRUNCH!

Jacques: (Stares at table split in perfect half)

Blake: (Removes her foot from the table, Reveals bug beneath) Forgive my behavior. There was a gnat buzzing around. (Turns) Thank you for your time.

Jacques: W-Where do you think you're going?! We're not finished!

Blake: If belittling the feelings of children is part of Beacon's educational philosophy, then I have clearly chosen the wrong school.

Jacques: HOW DARE YOU DISGRACE THE NAME OF BEACON ACADEMY!

Blake: Jaune. Penny. We're leaving now. (They walk ahead) Good day. (Slams door)

Jacques: YOU WILL NEVER SET FOOT IN BEACON ACADEMY AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME?!

Goodwitch: You went too far, Master Schnee.

Jacques: Oh? Are you questioning my methods, Goodwitch? I'd watch your attitude, if I were you. Big Nicholas may no longer be with us, but his name still holds a lot of weight around here. Send in the next family already!

Goodwitch: ...

???: (Memory) Those who beg and grovel at the feet of the powerful... They're such pitiful creatures, no?.

Goodwitch: ...She didn't disgrace the good name of Beacon Academy.

Jacques: Huh?

BAM!

Jacques: (Falls back, Unconscious)

Goodwitch: (Changes gloves) There. Handled with elegance. And with that, Mrs. Belladina, I think I can face you with the pride and dignity of a proper Beacon Academy educator.

#rwby #spy x family #knightshade #rwby au #blake belladonna #jaune arc #penny polendina #bartholomew oobleck #jacques schnee #glynda goodwitch

[theputterer]

Good Things In 2023

It’s that time of year again! Time to remember all the good things that happened in 2023. I’ve done this since 2017, and highly recommend doing this as a fun way to reflect (and to have something for future reference when you are feeling Down.)

woof ok here we go

PERSONAL

I visited two countries I haven't been to before: the Netherlands and Iceland!

The Netherlands: mostly Amsterdam but did also pop down to The Hague for a day. Did the Van Gogh Museum, the Anne Frank House, the Rijksmuseum, the Bloemenmarkt, a canal boat tour, the Royal Palace, the Mauritshuis.

Iceland: I was there for less than 48 hours but I saw THE NORTHERN LIGHTS!!!! they were subtler than I expected but so cool. also did the Perlan Museum and a Lava Show, which ruled.

Related: I turned 30 this year!

My dear friend Sam came to visit me in Dublin in June! The highlight of her visit was going with her to see Hozier at Malahide Castle.

Speaking of which, Hozier dropped UNREAL UNEARTH which isn't personal, per se, but is very personal to me

My sister visited me in November! We squeezed a lot in her time here, but highlights were Glendalough, the Hill of Tara, and the Galway Christmas Market.

A few aunts went on a trip to Ireland this fall and I joined them for a bit up in Donegal, as well as a day trip to Derry, which I'd not been to before.

Completely fucking forgot about this but I did write a 158k word long ROGUE ONE / FRINGE AU, ENDLESS FORMS MOST BEAUTIFUL. it was a real fuckin bitch to finish, let me tell you that

I got really into MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE over the summer (don't ask) and wrote a couple short pieces inspired by the most recent movie, DEAD RECKONING - PART ONE: LADY LAZARUS and WORTHY THE NAME OF SIR KNIGHT.

I jumped back on my bullshit in October and wrote a long, extended epilogue to my BINARY STAR SYSTEMS trilogy: TWO DESERTS. the way the series ended was always correct and good but it was fun to write this extended epilogue focusing on the fallout, the question of what it's like to live past the end of your myth.

Anything bolded below is something I particularly enjoyed and recommend. 

MOVIES

2023 movies I saw and liked:

M3GAN

KNOCK AT THE CABIN

65

BONO AND THE EDGE, A SORT OF HOMECOMING WITH DAVID LETTERMAN

DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS: HONOR AMONG THIEVES

RENFIELD

THREE MUSKETEERS: D'ARTAGNAN

JOHN MULANEY: BABY J

SISU

THE LITTLE MERMAID

SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER VERSE

ASTEROID CITY

INDIANA JONES AND THE DIAL OF DESTINY

MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE: DEAD RECKONING - PART ONE

BARBIE

OPPENHEIMER

PAST LIVES

ELEMENTAL

A HAUNTING IN VENICE

CHEVALIER

KILLERS OF THE FLOWER MOON

BOTTOMS

THE ROYAL HOTEL

DREAM SCENARIO

ANATOMY OF A FALL

THE HUNGER GAMES: THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES

EILEEN

NAPOLEON

GODZILLA MINUS ONE

FERRARI

2022 movies I saw and liked:

TAR

THE LOST CITY

WOMEN TALKING

TV

THE LAST OF US

PEAKY BLINDERS

BOOKS

super embarrassing how few books I read this year:

"Survival of the Richest: Escape Fantasies of the Tech Billionaires" by Douglas Rushkoff

"Donegal Folk Tales" by Joe Brennan

"Listen to the Land Speak: A Journey into the Wisdom of What Lies Beneath Us" by Manchan Magan

"Hell Bent" by Leigh Bardugo

"The Book of M" by Peng Shepherd

"The World We Make" by NK Jemisin

"The Echo Wife" by Sarah Gailey

"Daisy Jones and the Six" by Taylor Jenkins Reid

"White Cat, Black Dog: Stories" by Kelly Link

"Yellowface" by RF Kuang

"Ithaca" by Claire North

"Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI" by David Grann

"A Heart That Works" by Rob Delaney

"Rebecca" by Daphne du Maurier

"The Crying Book" by Heather Christie

"In the Dream House" by Carmen Maria Machado

"Rogues: True Stories of Grifters, Killers, Rebels, and Crooks" by Patrick Radden Keefe

"Fleabag" by Phoebe Waller-Bridge

"The Hurricane Wars" by Thea Guanzon

OTHER GOOD THINGS

*some of these things are Good as in well-written or well-made, but maybe not Good in topic.

"Eurydice" by Adrienne Su

"What Happens to a School Shooter's Sister?" by Jennifer Gonnerman for The New Yorker. A high school student murders his parents and several students at his school, and his sister is left to pick up the pieces. really powerful story on unconditional love.

"A Friend Died, Her Novel Unfinished. Could I Realize Her Vision?" by Leslie Jamison for The New Yorker. the grief of losing not only a dear friend but her art as well.

"Fuck you, I don't know?"

Werner Herzog pronounces Eeyore.

George Washington's Dream for America, an SNL sketch.

Judi Dench performs Shakespeare.

"Walking Brittany Home" by Devin Faraci for Washington Post. a really beautiful piece on death and love.

This thread on the struggle of trying to be fashionable in Ireland.

"The Return of the Marriage Plot: Why everyone is so eager for men and women to get hitched" by Rebecca Traister for The Cut.

"We Were Never Supposed to See Our Own Faces This Much" by Lola Christina Alao for Dazed Digital. on social media and personal reflection.

sunwoof

this story about Jimmy Buffett I loved

"She Wasn't Able to Get an Abortion. Now She's A Mom. Soon She'll Start Seventh Grade" by Charlotte Alter for Time. the cruelty is the point.

had a pilot named Ken yesterday and he introduced himself by saying his job is plane

"Cillian Murphy might be the star of a massive movie atm but to me he will always be the guy that showed up in the rain to our abortion rights marches"

"The 'Troubling Reverberations' at the End of OPPENHEIMER, Explained" by Bilge Ebiri for Vulture. it's an absolutely devastating ending, but the fact remains: there was no other way to end it.

this obituary for the great Sinéad O'Connor.

Kiké Hernandez returned to the Dodgers!

this behind the scenes video from the filming of MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE: DEAD RECKONING - PART ONE where Tom Cruise's co-stars watch him drive a motorcycle off a cliff.

"How Christopher Nolan Learned to Stop Worrying and Love AI" by Maria Streshinsky for Wired. good interview with Nolan, one of my favorite filmmakers / artists. (anyone who's ever read anything I've written is probably like yes, this is very obvious.)

"The Perils and Promises of Penis-Enlargement Surgery" by Ava Kofman for The New Yorker. an absolutely BONKERS but super important piece!

a new ending to RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK, lmao

"The Return of Ryan Gosling" by Zach Baron for GQ. really great profile writing going on here!

"LOST Illusions: The Untold Story of the Hit Show's Poisonous Culture" by Maureen Ryan for Vanity Fair. LOST is one of my favorite shows and has been super influential on my work. (again, this is probably very obvious). this piece is devastating in how it reveals the terrible racism and sexism behind the scenes of a show I have loved. important.

Henry Kissinger died this year (GOOD THINGS BABYYY) and this piece by Nick Turse, which came out in May, is a good explainer on why that's such good news: "Kissinger's Killing Fields".

"Talking With 'Swiftie Dads' at a Taylor Swift Concert" by Eileen Cartter for GQ. I thought this was very sweet.

The New York Times had an interactive feature about Connie Chung and her impact on young Chinese-American women, particularly the ones named after her. I love this video of her meeting some of them.

"Will A.I. Become the New McKinsey?" by Ted Chiang for The New Yorker. Chiang is best known as the writer of STORY OF YOUR LIFE which was adapted into ARRIVAL, so it's wise to listen to him when it comes to tech and science.

Loved this speech Mark Hamill gave about Carrie Fisher at her Hollywood Walk of Fame induction ceremony.

Accents white people can still do.

this absolutely incredible slapstick esque unintentional comedy scene.

As always, tagging anyone who’d like to do this!

@magalis @callioope @earnestfeeling @illuminahsti @fortysevenswrites @vaderkat @leaiorganas @garethsedwards @rifle-yes @buffyrat @alittlemomentum @i-am-slain @rogue-rook

#personal #about me #good things

[adhd-merlin]

Merlin S1 rewatch: episode 4 🌼

4 episodes in, and our boys are already tripping all over themselves to die for each other. Insane.

I don't have many funny comments to make about this one. It's a solid episode.

Arthur is an incredibly brave and chivalrous knight, Merlin is an extremely powerful sorcerer, and Uther is an utter bastard. Characters effectively distilled to their essence.

random thoughts & comments

• For all that it's a silly family show, the sets and locations are so beautiful. Look at this!

• Nimueh is so gorgeous in her blue turban. I can't blame Merlin for the flirting.

• Her fake name is Cara (!). But spelled with a C. Caras/Karas are not to be trusted, I guess

• They were really going all in with the red & blue juxtaposition

• I love Arthur red studded jacket. Why did they deprive him of his fun little outfits in later seasons! He's even wearing jewellery!! Wtf is this necklace, btw

• Stupid question but how did Nimueh know Arthur would end up with the poisoned chalice?? She just put it in the box

• Well done Gaius for identifying the poison in 0.5 seconds. That's got to be some kind of record. Does he train for that? Does Camelot hold an annual speed poison-identification contest?

• Luckily Gaius’s book contains all the information needed to retrieve the flower required for the antidote – what it looks like, where to find it, what to expect when you get there. Top 10 restaurants in the area. It's all in there.

• I've missed Uther! He's a great character/antagonist. "I can't stand by and watch [Merlin] die." / "Then don't look." (!) Banger of a line. And Anthony is an amazing actor.

• After having watched the entire series, I feel like S1 Arthur comes across as more of a noble and good guy than in later seasons? I can't put my finger on why, exactly. Perhaps the way he stands up to Uther with no hesitation. I don’t know.

• I like that Arthur gets to defeat the Cockatrice all by himself. So often in the series it's just Merlin (literally) working his magic behind the scenes and Arthur taking all the credit, but in this episode he very much deserves to be called a hero.

• Speaking of which, the way Arthur just defeats that Cockatrice and then carries on like it was no big deal is kind of funny. (Like... he just threw a sword at it? And it died? Alright.)

• Nimueh is so bad at acting like an innocent damsel in distress. Definitely nothing at all sus about her situation. "Please help me, good sir! Why, yes, I do know where to find the flower you're after. Just follow me into this dark cave. No need to take your sword." Arthur are you dumb (don't answer that)

• Nimueh is like "it's not your destiny to die at my hand!" Mmkay if you know who's going to kill him what's this all for then 👀

• I LOVE Merlin guiding Arthur to safety with his magic. I've said it before but (ironically) there isn't enough magic in this series. I think this is perhaps the coolest act of magic we ever see Merlin perform. And even if the CGI is at times hilariously bad, this globe of light looks pretty cool. Quite powerful, both visually and symbolically (and also literally. Merlin’s not even conscious).

• Uther has done some truly fucked up things (both on screen and implied) but crushing the flower needed for the antidote is just so needlessly cruel that I still think of it as one of the worst things he's done.

• Gwen to the rescue <3 I know everyone goes on about how sweet and kind she is, but she can also be shrewd when the situation calls for it. She's good at thinking on her feet under pressure, and it's a trait that shows in other episodes.

• Arthur and Gwen cooperating to save Merlin – love to see it. (Arthur, that's your future wife! Look at him. He doesn't even know. He doesn’t know he'll turn into a complete simp for this woman.)

• Interesting that Gwen's first reaction to Gaius's "We might need to use magic to prepare the antidote" is "but we can't! it's forbidden!!" GIRL, THE BOY YOU FANCY YOURSELF IN LOVE WITH IS DYING. MAYBE CHILL. But I guess it says a lot about Uther's reign of terror that this was so unthinkable to her.

• If I remember right (and I might not), Gaius uses magic only 3 or 4 times in the entire series and always to save Merlin's life (or to save Alice, once). It's a fairly consistent trait throughout the series that he's actually quite reluctant to use magic (whether because he's vowed not to, or because it brings up unwanted memories. Or both). It's always a last resort. I know no one cares, I just find it interesting.

• GWEN AND MERLIN'S KISS! I wonder how Arthur would have reacted at finding out that Merlin kissed Gwen first. WE WERE DEPRIVED WE WERE ROBBED

• Why didn't Uther question the fact that Merlin survived?? First he's s all intent on letting him die to teach Arthur a lesson, then he goes "haha, well done son, you were right to defy me" (??) Did he find out about Gwen and Arthur’s subterfuge to get the flower to Gaius? He must have, I suppose, but he's remarkably chill about it (I'm surprised he didn't accuse Gaius of using sorcery to save Merlin)

• Something tells me we haven't seen the last of Nimueh yet. I don't know what. Just a feeling.

#all my rewatch commentary is funny and insightful and original btw #if you were wondering #now with paragraph spacing! #and probably typos because its 1 am #rewatch1.jls #merlin's body count: still 1

[justdecentshawty]

At the end of the day. Chapter:2

You’re the only daughter of a noble family, and get introduced to your future husband for the first time.

^^chapter one

Again thank you for taking your time to read this!

Word count: 1.2k

At last, after a slew of tearful goodbyes from your family, you go on your way to meet him. The whole way you feel anxious, you can only hope your husband is a kind man.

Once you arrive you are escorted to an office. You stay there for a minute before a man walks in. His hair was long and wavy , the shade of red matched the color of eyes. His seemed like a calm and clean man. Even so his hair was messily tied back into a ponytail that flowed down to his lower back. He gazes down at you before he sits down in front of you with a huff.

He hands you a folder of paperwork, still not saying a word. You give him a quick glance before looking at the folder in your hands. “Sir, if you don’t mind me asking.. what is this?” He takes in a deep breath before he looks at you, he speaks in a calm but stern tone. “I want to be honest with you, but I will only say it once so make sure you listen.” You nod silently and wait for him to continue speaking.

He looks away from you while talking. "Let me be clear: even though we are legally married, don't look to me for affection. Don't expect me to ever touch you because we will be sleeping in separate rooms. Just act the part of the wife in public, and at home you are to live quietly." He looks at your face for a reaction before handing you a pen. You take the pen from him, glaring at him the whole time. You put the pen down on the table debating on whether or not you should sign. You sigh and look at him, bringing your hands together. “I mean this in the most respectful way Sir, how in anyway would this contract benefit me?” He abruptly stands up and dusts off his coat. “You are to speak only when spoken to.” he says evenly, his voice calm and stern. “We can discuss that after you sign the papers. Once you sign the papers, you can make as many requests and conditions as you like, but I have a very busy life, and you are not a priority in my life, and will never be. Sign the papers.” Stunned by his long rant you place the pen on the table before silently standing up. “I am going to be your wife, do not speak to me in that way.” You let out a sigh out before leaving the room without another word. You slam the door behind you. The sound of the door being aggressively slammed causes Diluc’s voice to rise higher than before.

"If you think you are going to act in such a way, you are sorely mistaken. I am doing you a favor by agreeing to provide for you for the rest of your life, and this is how you show your gratitude. You have no place speaking to me in such a manner. Learn your place."

He rises calmly before walking into his office and closing the door to continue working.

You were now officially married. After your first meeting with your husband you shut yourself in your room. Rarely coming out other than to eat. Even though you still feel insulted by his words, you couldn’t do anything about it. The daily routines went by as you spent most of the time in your room. From time to time, you'd hear your husband's voice in the other room, barking out orders and speaking to his secretaries. Aside from that, you'd only ever see your husband leaving the house in the morning or arriving in the evening. He had even given you your own bathroom to ensure you didn't ever bump into each other at home.

A few days pass and you begin to feel sick of staying in your room. Craving fresh air, you end up taking a walk in the mansions garden. As you walk around the garden you take in your surroundings. It is a beautiful spring morning, the birds soaring in the sky, the mindless wandering of a butterfly. The view was peaceful and serene. You go ahead and sit down at the fountain in the middle of it all. You spend the next hour and a half just watching it all.

You sat peacefully in the garden, taking in the fresh spring air which is usually so rare to have in the bustling city.

You noticed a figure in the distance standing by a tree. It was slightly blurry but looked a lot like your husband. As he walks up to where you stand you see the most beautiful flower, you slowly bend down to pick it. You bent down to the bushes, picking up a gorgeous flower when suddenly, your husband jumped out from behind you, startling both you and himself.

"Ah! What is your business here!?" he yelled out as he turned to see you in the garden. He looked angry but when he saw you pick up the flower in your hands, his tone softened. "For me?"

You smile a like awkwardly knowing that it wasn’t for him. Nevertheless you hand it to him, not wanting to insult him. You bow your head and begin to walk off farther into the garden. Your husband takes the flower, inspecting it and smiling.

"This is the first time someone has ever given me a gift that isn't work-related. Thank you."

Diluc then turned to see you already too deep in the garden for him to even spot you, so he called out.

"Come here. Please." Thoughts swirl through your head hearing him call for you. Your past experiences with him have been less than pleasant. Still you reluctantly walk over to where he stands. “Is there something you need, sir?”

"Come closer."

He seems to struggle with finding his words. You have never seen him be gentle towards you before.

"I'm...sorry for the way I treat you...I'm just not good at being around people for long periods of time..."

He looks uncomfortable for the first time, yet there is a hint of sincerity in his voice.

You nod trying to understand where he’s coming from, not wanting to upset him you back up one step. “It’s fine, really. You don’t have to apologize, I was out of line for how I reacted to your requests. My behavior was rash and disrespectful.”

Diluc ignores your apology, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out what looks to be a small gift box.

"I...got this for you. I know it's nothing compared to your gift to me but...please accept my offer."

Diluc hands it to you while looking down, unable to bring himself to look at you in the eyes for more than two seconds.

You smile up at him gently taking the box from his hands. “Thank you, you really didn’t have to get me anything.” You open the box. Inside the small black velvet box, there was a beautiful diamond necklace as well as a card that had a handwritten note.

"To my lov...my wife," your husband corrected, "...please have this as a token of our marriage.

Your husband takes a moment, looking for the right words,

"I must admit I've never been the romantic type. This is the best I could do."

You let out a little laugh before looking at the necklace fondly. “It’s perfect, thank you Diluc.” "You're welcome."

Diluc stood there, not knowing when he should go back to work.

"I should get back to work. This necklace should look great on you. You shouldn't take it off once you out it on."

He then starts to walk away slowly before stopping in the doorway briefly.

"I...I'm serious. I don't want to see you wearing any other necklaces, just this one."

#genshin impact #anime #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x you #diluc ragnvindr #fantasy #arranged marriage

[ghost-proofbaby]

i totally get the stress of putting so much of your soul into a fic and being scared to let other people see it. it’s absolutely terrifying!!

that being said PLEASE post snippets if you feel comfortable. you’ve basically described my absolute dream eddie fic that i didn’t even know i dreamt of BUT I DID!!!

please don’t feel pressured to do anything you’re not comfortable with, but if you do feel comfortable we will be here and we will LOVE IT!!

i can't put into words how overwhelmed i am for everyone who has reacted so kindly and has been so encouraging upon learning about this lil side endeavor of mine. genuinely. you guys are just the best.

a lot of the chapters written so far are focused on world-building (although they do feature el and max!!! and mention steve!!!), so i don't want to bore you all with snippets of that. HOWEVER, the snippet below is our introduction to eddie haha. (god, is it always this terrifying to share ideas with the class? lol)

the premise/background you need here is: sera/sarah is our main oc, who is a witch. her father has been trying to marry her off under the guise that she is a princess (it is truly a whole thing with so much lore haha). and finally, finally, a suitor has responded and agreed: prince steve harrington. to retrieve her from her home village, he's sent out his... knights :-)

“You directly disobeyed me, and there will be consequence-” 

Sera was unflinching at her father’s threat until the interruption. 

The seated knight, the boy whom she could only see the hair of, speaks up before her father finishes his promise of the violence to come in privacy.

“Now, now, Richard,” Sera chokes at the use of her father’s name, “That’s no way to speak to a future Queen.” 

All the air vacates the room. All that remains is the calm timber of the seated man, still ringing in Sera’s ears as she watches her father’s face grow red with embarrassment. 

She takes the final steps necessary to be even with the desk. To see the face of the perpetrator who had so casually chosen to speak to her father in such a way. 

He’s gorgeous. In a soft yet authoritative way. His cheeks are slimmer than the other boys, a face drained of youth and replaced with sharper edges that hold just barely more bite than his fellow knights in the room. The bite is given even more life by the painfully casual confidence he’s carrying. There lies a singular indent on his right cheek, a hollow crater from a crooked smirk that her eyes catch onto before his low voice sounds again, directed at her and not her father.

“You must be Sarah.”

He pronounces her name the same as everyone else, but she knows he’s unaware that it’s a nickname for a longer name. He’s saying it as it had read on that letter; a final transformation of Seraphina Alarie into Sarah Delvaux. An alias, for safety as her father had insisted. For the first time in her life, she’s not addressed by the name her mother gifted her with. A name she’d never been able to fill out properly, wearing it like a baggy hand-me-down rather than growing into the implied sophistication. 

She wears this new name no better. “I am. And you are?” 

“Edward,” he stands, wasting no time in extending a hand to her. She doesn’t take it, “Sir Edward, of Domitro. I serve Prince Harrington,” his hand doesn’t waver, only remains outstretched, not receiving the message, “Which means that I now serve you, his soon-to-be-wife, as well.”

#thank u ily <3 #please be gentle haha #there's so much lore waahhhh #this meeting doesn't even happen until chapter 2 #they start off lowkey enemies to lovers because sera is bitter and angry at her circumstances and eddie is... eddie ! #this isn't edited but literally every single name has significance #her full real name her alias name THE KINGDOM NAME #i could ramble way too long about this gah

[iguana-braces]

Y'all, I've been thinking about this fic all day and I finally ironed out a bit that was giving me so much trouble so--

Finally, here's a snippet of Chapter 3 of Tales from the Danger Zone!!!!

It felt like he had just fallen asleep when some kind of horn blared through the room. Just as Pete lurched awake, the room was flooded with blinding fluorescent light and he had to fight back the youthful urge to pull the covers over his head. 

"On your feet, cadets!" barked a voice from the doorway. Still partially blinded, Pete felt his way to the floor from the top bunk and stood at the end of the bed next to Nick, who looked like he was still asleep standing up. The clock at the end of the room read 0300 hours. 

Jesus, it's still the middle of the night. 

Strangely enough, slouching against a pillar in the middle of the room with a clipboard and a stern expression was– "Chuck? I thought you were one of us." 

The former veterinarian merely shrugged. "Never said I was." 

"You didn't say much of anything coherent last night."

Another man was at the other end of the room, also carrying a clipboard, who Pete vaguely recognized as having also been at the bar with them mere hours ago. Once all the men were on their feet, he scribbled something on his clipboard before he began speaking. "Good morning, gentlemen. My name is Ranger Williams, callsign Sundown. And this is my co-pilot, Ranger Piper, callsign Chipper." 

"Oh, great," Nick muttered beside him. "They have callsigns." 

So Kazansky and Kerner weren't the only Jaeger pilots in California. How many more were there? And how’d they get to be there? 

"For the next eight weeks, we will be your squadron leaders, your mentors, your brothers, your confidants. But anything we say is law. We say jump, you say how high.” Sundown circled the room, sizing up each of the cadets like a seasoned drill sergeant. Despite his resentment towards the ranger for being woken up so suddenly, Pete liked him already. “Hope you enjoyed your last taste of freedom last night, because you won't be leaving this base for a while. If you make it past the first training cut, you get a whole week off. Besides that, you get one free weekend per month. When that weekend occurs is up to you, but you have to get permission in advance."

"What about extenuating circumstances?" Nick asked, raising his hand. 

"Like what?" Sundown replied, backtracking to stand in front of the querying cadet. 

"Well, my wife's having our baby in a few months. I won't know when exactly until it, you know, starts happening. I’d like to be there if I can." 

Sundown glanced towards his copilot, who merely shrugged his response. Continuing his promenade around the room, Ranger Williams decided, "Exceptions can be made, but you better have solid evidence of those extenuating circumstances. I don't want to hear that all of a sudden, twelve of you have wives giving birth at the same exact time."

"Of course. I'll bring back the umbilical cord, sir." 

Pete, and a few others, couldn't stop a few snorts and chuckles from escaping. 

"Yeah, alright, jokers. Take it away, Chip." 

Ranger Piper straightened up, but remained rooted where he was as he addressed the room. "A kaiju attack can happen at any time, as evidenced in Cabo and Manila. These creatures do not adhere to business hours. As a Jaeger pilot, you need to be ready for action at a moment's notice. There will be more drills like this in the future and you will be graded on just how quickly you can become functional. Seeing as you’ve all managed to stay awake for the past few minutes, you’ve passed your first drill. Congratulations."

Clapping his hands together loudly, startling half the room, Sundown concluded, "That's all we have, folks. Y'all sleep tight now."

Lord knows when the actual chapter will be posted cuz I'm about to move and then I'm going to back to school 🙃, but I need all 3 members of the audience for this to know that I'm still here!!!!! Still thinking about this AU!!! Constantly!!!!

Tags for those audience members 😅 - @redfurrycat @milficeman @superioraxolotl @salemfrogtrials @film-in-my-soul @sadpetalsstuff @all-time-fanatic @worldsoldestpizzaslice @katieshook02 @oababy @goobieboobie @fantasias-creativebubble @straightforwardly @queenbbarnes @stilledimperfections @slutforfics @xofangirlthingsxo @cool-ultra-nerd @blue-aconite @joaquinwhorres

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#top gun fanfic #Tales from the Danger Zone #pacific rim au #top gun x pacific rim

[chaos-event-horizon]

All The World's A Stage

Part One.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"It's him!"

"I see him! He's on the roof of the Kowareta Corporation!"

"All Might has returned!"

All Might smirked behind his mask, glancing to Rian-- Event Horizon-- on his left. His younger partner was wearing combat boots, gray cargo pants, and a skin-tight and sleeveless black top that led up into a black spiky collar and a half-mask and mirrored goggles. If the vigilante was being honest... Seeing him in that outfit was kind of a turn-on. But that could wait until later. "Our boy's ready in there?"

Event Horizon nodded, his purple-tipped brunette ponytail swaying cutely. His eyes were hard and angry, however. All Might could tell by the set of his eyebrows and the way his clenches fists twitched. This job was close to the young man's heart.

I'll keep an eye on him.

"Good. Then we'll get the party started."

All Might held up a fist, silencing the civilians below-- including those that were forming the picket line and protesting the company he stood upon, which had been discovered to have been adding talcum powder as a filler to their baby foods and formulas in a cheaper brand that was popular in low-income areas.

Seriously, the evil fucks thought that was a good idea? I doubt any decent heroes will bother showing up.

"Greetings, citizens! Been a while since we've seen each other! I've been taking a vacation, minding my own business... When much like you, I saw the news reports."

Everyone waited, the street almost seeming to hold it's breath.

"As we all know, the company is not going unpunished! Like a miracle, your voices were heard, and people are being brought to justice for their serious offense to the safety of our future! This corporation is being hit with more fines, forced retirements, and product pulls than many of us have seen in years..."

"... But I don't think that's enough. And neither do many of you."

Shouts of agreement rose up, and the vigilante smirked.

"You know who hasn't paid? Who hasn't been blasted by the news, or said a word about the deaths of the many young children who fell victim to this unimaginable terror? THE POLITICIAN WHO INTRODUCED THE BILL THAT LOOSENED FOOD PRODUCTION SAFETY REGULATIONS!"

At the signal, Izuku crashed through a darkened window on the front of the building, bunny-hopping his way up to the roof, to reveal he held a man by the collar as he dangled the bastard over the edge of the roof on All Might's right side.

The boy was clad in green and black, with boots decked out in reinforced steel soles to accommodate his kick-boxing style of combat, and an almost creepy mask with a plastered on smile and reflective green lenses covering the eyes.

"Meet my new apprentice... As well as Manuke Kusotare, the man who let this company have their way after taking numerous bribes-- as well as cheating on his wife! Funny how many things you can find out about a public figure. He's been hiding out to avoid being given any court summons or receiving any criticism... It's too bad that we found him before the police."

The roar of anger below was truly something to behold.

Damn, these people are really out for blood. It was a good move to make this Izuku's debut.

"But rest assured, citizens... We'll make sure you never have to see his face around here again."

Izuku dropped the politician, and everyone watched as the screaming man plummeted towards the concrete below-- only to disappear into one of Rian's portals, while the three vigilantes did the same once the attention was off of them.

The three stepped out on the other side of the portal, walking into the familiar concrete room in the back of the bar. There at the other side of the room was the politician, bruised but mostly fine.

"Good work, kid," the older man praised, clapping Izuku on the shoulder while he removed his mask. "You played the part perfectly. Had this guy shitting himself, and you didn't even speak!"

"Th-thanks sir," the blonde Izuku said, blushing as he pulled down both his hood and mask. "It was easier than I thought, too."

"And now we have a new friend..." Rian said quietly, casually twirling a knife. "Do I get him?"

"No babe..." Toshinori said softly, gently petting his husband. "I hate to say it... But I think it would be best if I dealt with this trash quickly. You should go home to Hinata and calm down."

The brunette's jaw clenched, and he looked like he would argue... But then his muscles loosened. Rian slowly nodded, putting his knives away. "You're... Right. I won't be able to look at her without thinking about those other kids, if I start fucking this guy up with you. I'll go home and start dinner."

"Do whatever you need to do, sweetheart," Toshinori said, kissing Rian's forehead.

"How does meatloaf sound?"

"Wonderful. We'll see you in a while."

Rian nodded, then gave Izuku a quick hug, smiling softly as he pet the teen's hair. "Remember, Izuku: don't fight these people out of anger. We're here to do what's right, not to settle grudges."

"Yes d-dad. I'll remember."

Rian and Toshinori exchanged one more smile before the younger man stepped through another of his portals. Standing up a little straighter, the two blondes turned towards the politician huddled in the corner.

"Now for the next phase..."

You have no idea how much fun it was coming up with bullshit names for the company and politician. If you speak Japanese, I'm not sorry at all.

#smitespace #this counts as lore.

[iridescentis]

VIOLETTA EP5 WOOOO

i love the theme song so much

i love the way ludmila calls tómas 'tom' in a british accent im not sure why she does but it's very funny

ewww gregorio you don't just take someone's glasses off and keep them wtf man

bro broke her heart already and they haven't even spoken longer than 5 minutes get your head out of your ass tómas

i love the dynamic with jade and mati (i think that's his name? that's what she said at least) they are so chaotic

what is león wearing

oh wonderful another boy saving violetta we really need that but also THAT'S HOW YOU LEAVE SOMEONE AFTER HELPING THEM, THAT WAS SWEET!

sir i dont think you can just expel someone because you want to

jade is so much fun

violetta i love you but what the fuck was that dramatic ass run upstairs honey

SHE HAS A POINT if she told him what happened she'd be grounded or something

fran you are embarrassing yourself

my loves <333 they can do no wrong i adore them

oh nooo the second embarrassment is killing me tómas what are you doing???

STOP CUTTING HER OFF what do you mean 'you speak the same language' YOU THINK HER NAME IS OLGA AND THAT SHE WORKS THERE YOU ARE SPEAKING YOUR OWN LANGUAGE SIR

IM SORRY GREGORIO THROWING A TANTRUM IS SO FUNNY sir as i said previously you need wine and a bath hun

okay...so león is planning to steal violetta from tómas who doesn't even have her in the first place do any of these kids have coherent thoughts

awh i could cry over angie and vilu they are the sweetest

pablo if you are in love with angie please say it now i would like to plan your future for you <3333 THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER

why does everyone think it is the end of the world for violetta to like a boy like this is really not a big thing

angie... this is not an endearing moment he is a bad father please run I REPEAT THIS IS NOT ENDEARING HE IS A BAD FATHER

girl...honey... stalking is not the key to a boyfriend

SIR ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH MY WIFE??? FUCK OFF THAT IS MY WIFE

YOU CAN'T HUNT YOUR DAUGHTER'S 'BOYFRIEND' THAT'S NOT HOW LIFE WORKS

i love the mixed song

LET HER LIVE LIKE SHE SAID MAN WHY IS SHE BEING IMPRISONED

pablo needs a raise for dealing with all of this

YES ANGIE TELL HIM

OH??? ARE WE FINALLY GOING TO THE SCHOOL?? please for fuck sake it's been five episodes can we please go to the school violetta

ALRIGHTY THAT'S IT :D

#im getting invested now #i think the soy luna momentum i had is picking up #bc with sl i would watch it in every waking moment i had #we're not quite there with violetta but it's getting there! #violetta

[legends-of-time]

The Journey of Living at Downton

Chapter 28: April 1922

Masterlist

It's time for the extravagant house party at Downton Abbey which culminates in a performance by opera singer Dame Nellie Melba. Ten are staying, and only three maids and two valets between them. Mr Carson must be in a tizzy. Among the guests is Michael Gregson, who is keen to win Robert's approval if he is to make a future with Edith. Emma has been recruited in their plan.

In the Great Hall, the guests are assembled, standing and talking in little groups with cups of tea. Robert and Cora are busy making the guests welcome. Emma stands close by Edith and Mr Gregson, who had told her to call him Michael though she finds it funny that it's the same name as her son. She's glad for the familiar face of Edith and the friendly one of Michael's as she's a bit nervous and uncomfortable to be surrounded and mingling with all these people of high society. Not her usual crowd at all.

"I seem to be outnumbered by your parents' old friends." Michael complains as he walks with Edith and Emma across the room. Emma glances over to see Robert and Mary mingling with a man around her, Edith and Mary's age.

"Oh, don't worry. You and Papa are really going to get to know each other this time. I promise." Edith reassures him.

Emma's eyes flicker over to Billy being pulled into a conversation with the elderly Duchess of Yeovil and looking incredibly uncomfortable. Emma had been introduced to the woman earlier and she had been nice enough but Emma could see the woman didn't know what to say to her. Tom is unfortunately conversing with a Sir John Bullock and Mrs Jefferson and looking like a fish out of water himself. Emma will go to rescue him in a moment.

Emma, Edith and Michael pause in their walking next to a group that includes Violet, Cora and some man. Cora turns to them and joins in on their conversation. At least one parent has warmed up to Edith's suitor.

Emma is pulled out of her musing by Robert speaking loudly, to the room at large, "Go up when you like. We'll gather in the Drawing room at eight."

——

Billy and Tom are both in white tie outfits. Tom had expressed to her how he thinks he looks like an idiot but Emma reassured him that she still loves him to which he smiled. Emma knows that three of them are walking a tightrope, she herself is wearing clothing that's more upper class than her usual.

A Sir John Bullock seems quite taken Rose, the two laugh and talk with one another as they walk through the room. Edith and Michael are murmuring to one another. Michael seems to have not been able to get a wiggle in on Robert's attention. Duchess has secured Billy's company again. Emma watches them out of the corner of her eye as she chats with Mrs Jefferson. They had gotten onto the awkward topic of child rearing.

"What do you mean you feed your children yourself?" Mrs Jefferson asks aghast.

"Oh, it's no problem." Emma tries to say as cheerfully as possible. She regrets mentioning her children; she had thought it was a safe topic.

"But a wet nurse is for that."

"Well, I-I want to be involved with my children's upbringing as much as I can considering the life I now lead." Emma defends.

"And you want to go back to work?" The woman asks in disbelief.

"Yes." Emma replies shortly.

"What on earth for? You're a mother. A wife. You shouldn't be working." Mrs Jefferson argues.

"Not until Michael doesn't need me as much and it's not as if they're being left on their own." Emma points out. This woman is acting as if she's left her children in the woods to starve! God, she hates this century sometimes. "They have their nannies, each other and Lord and Lady Grantham's grandchildren to keep them company."

"Is everything alright?" A voice interrupts.

Emma is relieved to see her husband. "Of course." Mrs Jefferson takes this as an indication she should move on and leaves the two.

Tom frowns as Emma smiles tightly at him. Then nods and grips her wrist loosely, squeezing it. Emma knows he's trying to show he understands. They're both fish out of water right now.

The Duchess moves on to talk to Mrs Jefferson and Violet then approaches Billy and, after a whispered conversation, she moves on, leaving Billy standing there looking crestfallen. Emma wonders over with Tom.

"Do you need cheering up?" Emma comments as they approach. She gives a sympathetic but also awkward smile.

Billy pouts. "I can't seem to do anything right."

Tom sighs. "I know how you feel." Emma winces as she recalls the awkward encounter with Mrs Jefferson earlier. Thomas walks past with some drinks on a tray. "Thomas, get us a drink, will you, for God's sake." Tom whispers desperately.

Thomas' reply is icily polite, "It's Barrow now, sir. But yes, of course." He walks off.

"Should've known." Emma remarks to her husband. "And make sure not to drink too much. I'm still recovering from the Greys."

"That wasn't our fault as you well know and he never corrects you." Billy reminds her.

Emma shrugs with a grin. She sees Mary sitting on her own. "Well, now that the two of you have each other, I'll have a chat with Mary."

By the fireplace, Robert is talking to Sir John Bullock and Mr Sampson. Lord Gillingham joins the group. Emma hears them talking as she walks over to Mary.

"Are you surviving?" Mary questions teasingly as Emma flops herself onto a chair next to Mary's. Well, flops as much as she's able.

"Barely." Emma pouts. "Better than Tom and Billy though. They resorted to asking Thomas for drinks."

"Watch out." Mary remarks with a slight smile. Emma rolls her eyes. She's glad to have Mary coming more out of her shell, she had missed her so much.

They're then joined by Lord Gillingham, who brings up the idea of going on a ride.

"It's no trouble." Mary reassures him. "We have plenty of horses and Papa would be delighted. Have you anything to ride in?"

"We packed it all, in case."

"Well, that settles it. I'll send a message to the stables tonight."

"Will you come out with me?" Gillingham asks. Emma raises an eyebrow. This is basically upper class 1920s asking out on a date. Is quite funny how they can't be direct with one another.

"Actually, I might. Emma?" She looks at Emma with a hopeful look.

Emma winces sympathetically. "Mary, have ever actually seen me on a horse?" She had been at a couple of birthday parties in her childhood but she was definitely not a skilled rider. Better be safe than sorry.

"True. Though I haven't been in the saddle for ages. I'll be as stiff as a board the next day." She and Gillingham share a laugh. This man might not be much but he seems alright though Emma thinks it's still a bit too soon after Matthew. Mary turns to address the room at large. "Would anyone else like to go riding tomorrow morning? Sir John?" He shakes his head from where he stands at the fireplace with Robert and Mr Sampson. Mary turns to the latter. "Mr Sampson?"

"Must I?" He remarks. The men chuckle.

"Edith?"

Edith turns to Michael. "Do you ride?"

"Not if I don't have to." He speaks. Edith turns back to Mary and shakes her head.

Gillingham turns to Mary. "I'm afraid you're stuck with me." Which doesn't sound like it's a big problem for him at all. The man seems nice enough but Emma is really that impressed by him. Maybe her opinion will soon change.

——

The next day it's time for some breakfast. Emma had been able to feed Michael and check on her two children before joining the family.

Emma walks in to see Tom already seated at the table, eating next to Rose with Billy across from them with Edith and Michael Gregson next to him.

She's impressed by the spread on the sideboard. Gemma has told Emma how incredibly stressed Mrs Patmore has been. Emma hopes she doesn't put herself out. In other news, Gemma has also informed her that Mr Molesley is delivering for Bakewell's. Emma feels sorry for him as she knows he'll view it as a step down but hopefully he'll find something soon.

Emma, along with Robert, joins Lord Gillingham and Sir John at the sideboard.

"You played late. I hope you didn't think me rude for going to bed." Robert greets.

"No. Not a bit." Gillingham reassures.

"What's this?" Emma asks as Sir John walks away from the sideboard.

"Just a game of cards." Robert says evasively. He hurriedly turns back to Gillingham. Probably doesn't want to be interrogated. "How was the game?"

"Sampson is a very skilled player." Gillingham says pointedly. Emma frowns. What does he mean by that?

Sir John Bullock sits down next to Rose, looking despondent. Probably another player from last night.

Emma moves to the table and sits next to her husband while Robert sits down at the head and addresses Tom and Billy.

"What are your plans for today?" He asks.

"I thought I'd go to the South Wood, look at the new planting." Tom replies.

"And I've got to get to work." Billy answers.

"Won't you help me entertain our guests?" Robert asks, more like demands. The two men shift uncomfortably.

Emma quickly interrupts. "I think the most important thing is that they're abandoning me."

"What do you mean?" Robert asks, confused. "You have our guests to talk to."

Emma winces. The man doesn't truly get what she, Tom and Billy are feeling.

Tom turns to her fondly. "Just give me two hours off and I'll spend all my time with you."

Emma grins before turning to Billy. "See. He doesn't leave me."

"My job isn't optional!" Billy says exasperatedly but fondly.

Robert interrupts the joking mood. "Be sure not to be too long."

Billy nods tightly, begins finishing his meal and leaves. Emma looks on sympathetically. Tom has Emma to act as a barrier with Robert but what does Billy have?

Emma looks to Edith who has the same look on her face but then minutely gestures to Robert. Oh yes, Emma had promised to enact the plan.

Emma turns to Robert. "I was thinking of going on a walk with Edith and Mr Gregson after breakfast. Why don't you come?"

Robert looks at Michael awkwardly before dismissing the idea, "I don't think so. I've got too much to do, rounding this lot up. Coffee?"

"Not yet, thank you." Robert rises and walks off to get more coffee. Edith turns to Gregson, apologetic. Emma frowns annoyed.

Tom looks at her amused. "Have you been plotting with Edith and Mr Gregson?"

Emma shrugs. "Maybe..."

Tom shakes his head at her with a smile then pecks her cheek. "Well, I need to get going. I'll be back in a few hours"

"You better."

——

Michael, Emma and Edith walk into the Library after their walk. Emma had been concerned about third wheeling but the couple had made her feel welcome. They had come across the nannies taking the children out. It was quite funny having the two Michaels meet though the younger didn't contribute much as he's only two months old.

Other male guests are loitering about in the room, reading newspapers. Robert is at his writing desk. The women had gone to look at the gardens. It reminds Emma of when her own mother and aunt, whenever they were at each other's houses, they'd give each other tours of their gardens. Emma feels saddened when she thinks of her family. She wonders what happened after she fell into the past. Are her family looking for her?

"I'm getting quite fluent." Michael informs them. His comment brings Emma out of her thoughts.

"You're taking German lessons?" Edith asks in disbelief.

Emma lets out a strained chuckle. "Well, he does plan on going to live there." She really still doesn't like the idea, not in this era of German history.

"No, no. Of course." Edith turns to Michael as they slow to a stop. "I just can't get over the fact you're doing all this to be with me."

"Whatever it takes." Michael says with a smile.

"You two are disgustingly sweet," Emma remarks. Edith smiles shyly while Michael continues to smile.

They approach Robert at the desk. Michael and Edith exchange a look, Michael silently encouraging her to tackle the matter.

"Michael was admiring the Library." Edith says to her father when she walks closer. Emma and Michael trail behind.

"It's marvellous." Michael says as he walks to stand next to Edith. "Edith tells me there's a Gutenberg Bible."

When Robert replies, barely looking up from his papers, "Yes. It's a shame our librarian, Mr Pattinson, isn't here. He's the only one who knows where anything is." He rises. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I must go and sort out the wine for tonight."

He walks off. Michael crosses his arms, hiding his annoyance behind a wry smile. "He doesn't approve of me."

"He doesn't know you." Edith corrects.

"Nor is he likely to." Edith scoffs at his words.

"He will. One way or another." Emma declares.

——

After dinner, Emma, instead of joining the women in the Drawing room, had gone to the Nursery to look in on the children and is making her way down the stairs into the Hall when she comes across Jimmy tentatively flexing his hand.

"Jimmy?" She calls, startling him. She gets to the bottom and looks at him curiously. "Is everything alright?"

"Of course, Mrs Branson. Just had an unfortunate accident with my wrist." His eyebrows furrow as he rubs it.

"Well, let me see." She offers her hand and Jimmy gingerly places his wrist in it. Emma has a look over it before declaring, "You've probably just sprained it a bit. I recommend wrapping it in some bandages for now, let it rest and go to the Hospital tomorrow."

"Yes, Mrs Branson."

"Right come with me, I'll bandage it for you." Emma begins to pull him towards the Library.

Jimmy looks at her with wide eyes. "No, no, it's alright, Mrs Branson."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Come on." She hears voices from the Dining room and quickly pulls Jimmy, who reluctantly follows, away. She leaves him in the Small Library so she can dart upstairs to get the nursing kit she keeps in her room.

Emma slips past Gillingham, Sampson, Robert and Michael as they walk through the Hall and into the Drawing room and overhears some of their conversation.

"I'll join you if you like." Robert is saying to Sampson. Oh dear, seems he's being pulled into a card game.

"Is there a place for me?" Michael asks as Emma slinks up the stairs. His words give her pause. Maybe Robert will finally get to know Michael.

Emma turns away to go back up the stairs and accidentally collides with Rose.

"Oh!" Emma exclaims. "Sorry, I—" She then sees Alfred standing on the steps behind Rose and carefully carrying a large, heavy object covered with a dark cloth. "What's that?"

"It's a surprise!" Rose says cheerfully though can't help but think she looks like she's been caught red handed.

"A surprise..." Emma deadpans.

"Yes, please don't tell!" Rose pleads.

Emma sighs. "Oh alright. But only because I just don't want to get involved."

Rose beams. "Come on Alfred!" She calls as she darts down the stairs. Emma steps aside so the poor footman can make his way down without an accident happening.

She grabs the kit and makes her way back to Jimmy, who is perched uncomfortably on a chair and bouncing his knee anxiously.

"Here we go!" Emma declares when she steps inside, starting him. Is she really this terrifying?

She gets to work and to fill in the awkward silence, she begins talking. "I suppose this is why Thomas was playing footman tonight and looked like a child whose sweets had been stolen."

Jimmy winces looking genuinely guilty. "I helped opening a jar and it didn't go well."

"I can see that." Emma remarks with a smile, which Jimmy returns.

——

Emma has only just joined everyone in the Drawing room and is talking with Tom near where Billy sits with Cora, Violet and the Duchess when, suddenly, there is the sound of a gramophone from the Hall. Everybody looks up.

Rose comes walking in at the open door. "Is there anyone who wants to dance?" Emma huffs a laugh. This was what she was up to.

"I jolly well do. If it's with you." Sir John remarks as he eagerly follows her out into the Hall.

"I love dancing, but these days I haven't got a partner." The Duchess laments.

"Billy? You're dressed for it." Cora hesitantly suggests.

Billy looks like he'd like to be invisible, but, after a moment's pause, turns to the Duchess and says dutifully, "Would you care to dance with me, Duchess?"

"I should love it." The Duchess says enthusiastically. They get up. Billy offers her his arm.

Tom raises an eyebrow at Emma. "Well?"

Emma purses her lips; she isn't really a fan of dancing but she supposes that she can't miss the opportunity to be held in the arms of her husband. "Very well."

They link arms and pass Michael and Edith as they move to leave the room.

"I hate to pass up a chance to hold you in my arms, but..." Michael says.

"Why do you have to play?" Edith complains.

"Because I've said I will."

"Don't worry, you and Emma can share me." Tom suggests as they pause next to them.

Emma huffs a laugh and smiles at her husband teasingly. "You only say that because you don't want to be left to the wolves."

"So?"

They all chuckle and depart from the room. Emma glances back to see who's left in the room and sees Violet in her seat with Mary sitting next to her and Lord Gillingham approaching them. Hmm...

——

They are all in the swing of it when Mary and Gillingham come walking out into the Hall too and start dancing.

"What do you think about Mary's new beau? I can't help but think it's a bit too soon." Emma comments to Tom.

"Don't know. You know I've been trying to avoid talking to most of them." Tom says dejectedly.

Emma smiles sympathetically. "I know, but I can't help but feel Billy is having a worse time than you." The two of them glance over to see Billy really looking uncomfortable and replying with short answers to whatever the Duchess is saying.

"Hmmm..."

It is then that Emma and Tom, having not looked where they were going, accidentally collide with Mary and Gillingham, who had stopped dancing. Emma turns to apologise but then sees the stricken look on Mary's face. Emma pulls away from Tom and looks towards where Mary is looking and freezes. Alfred is in charge of the gramophone by the stairs, a gramophone that looks awfully like the one that was Matthew and Lavinia's wedding present. Oh, dear.

"Rose?" Mary then says, drawing the attention of a beaming Rose in the arms of Sir John and causing them to stop. "Where did you get that?"

"I found it in the attic. I got Alfred to bring it downstairs." Rose replies.

"I'm so sorry but I... I can't dance after all." Mary says shakily before stepping away.

"Perhaps–" Sir John begins to say but Mary walks away upstairs without another word.

Gillingham looks at all of them puzzled. "What was that about?"

"The gramophone. It belonged to Matthew." Emma explains. She harshly turns on Rose. "Rose, what were you thinking?!" She hisses.

"I'm sorry. I, I didn't think." Rose apologises. Rose looks massively guilty.

Gillingham looks massively disappointed. "What a pity." He walks away, too. After a pause, Rose and Sir John resume dancing.

Emma turns to her husband. "You go dance with Edith. I'll talk to Mary." Tom nods and Emma goes up the stairs after Mary.

——

Mary is lying on her bed, fully clothed, looking miserable when Emma opens the door to admit herself.

Emma hesitantly approaches the bed. "Mary? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Did you know that Rose had found Matthew's gramophone?" Mary says plainly. There are no tears on her cheeks but she does look sombre.

Emma purses her lips and slowly sits down on the edge of the bed next to Mary as she speaks, "No, but I did see her getting Alfred to carry something down. I should've asked more questions and she should've asked you."

"Well, you weren't to know and she didn't ask." Mary sighs. "I feel very sad tonight."

Emma reaches over and places a hand on her arm. "And no wonder. She shouldn't have had it brought down and set off your memories." She says reproachfully.

Mary shakes her head. "No, it's not that. At least, it's not only that. Sometimes I don't know whom I'm most in mourning for, Matthew or the person I used to be when I was with him."

Emma smiles slightly. "You're a fine person, Mary. Fine and strong. And you'll learn that for yourself as time goes by." She says sincerely. "You just haven't worked out how to show those qualities yet after the loss of Matthew."

Mary sits up on the side of the bed causing Emma to shuffle back to give her some room. "I made rather an idiot of myself in front of Lord Gillingham."

"He won't mind." Emma reassures her. "He seems quite interested in you, though you must know that you shouldn't feel pressured into anything. You know what's better for you."

Mary smiles softly. "Thank you."

——

Emma pulls Jimmy along to the Hospital to get him properly checked and treated. When they emerge, Emma spots Isobel and Violet talking in the square near the latter's car. Emma sends Jimmy off on his way and approaches the two women.

Emma passes when she hears Violet say, "Look, my dear, I don't want to be unkind, and you have my sympathy, truly. But it won't bring him back for you to sit alone, night after night."

Emma swallows tearfully. She knows what Violet means but the problem is not the day someone dies as you have things to do, but it's all those days after that they stay dead.

"I know. But you see, I have this feeling that when I laugh or read a book or hum a tune, it means that I've forgotten him. Just for a moment. And it's that that I can't bear." Isobel replies.

"'Better by far that you should forget and smile, than that you should remember and be sad.'" Violet quotes.

"But Rossetti was writing about her own death, not her child's."

"Isobel!" Emma calls cheerfully as she approaches them. "Are you coming to the concert after all?"

Isobel sighs but smiles slightly. "I suppose I must."

——

The family and guests, ready for dinner, are waiting for Dame Nellie Melba to arrive in the Drawing room.

"What on earth can she be doing?" Cora wonders to Violet, Isobel, Emma, the Duchess, Mary and Gillingham as they gather in a group; some sitting, some not.

"Should someone go up and see?" Mary suggests.

Violet frowns in confusion. "I thought she was going to sing after dinner."

"She is." Isobel replies.

"Then why would we want to see her before?"

Emma rolls her eyes at the response.

Mary and Gillingham drift off to talk to one another but Emma still stays with the others. She had looked in Lady Raven's direction earlier and felt a bit too scared to leave the safety of Cora, Isobel and Violet. Emma sees that in another part of the room, Sir John is trying to make small talk with Tom and Billy. It doesn't seem to be going well.

Cora calls over Mr Carson to ask him where Dame Nellie is and they learn she isn't joining them.

"She's in her room? How long has she been there?" Cora asks indignantly.

"Her maid took her some tea when she arrived." Mr Carson replies.

Emma frowns. She thought the singer had turned up too late for afternoon tea, but apparently, she's been here the entire time?!

"What?" Cora expresses in shock.

"And I'm about to send up dinner."

"Doesn't she want to eat with us?" Isobel questions.

Mr Carson looks affronted at the notion. "I didn't think it appropriate, ma'am, and his lordship agreed with me."

"You're kidding me?!" Emma exclaims just as Isobel huffs, "I can't believe my ears."

Cora sighs irritably and gets up from her chair. "Robert?" She waits for him to step closer to her so the rest of the room won't hear. After a hushed but angry conversation with her husband, Cora turns to Mr Carson, who has walked up behind her, murmurs to him then he replies to her before she quickly hisses at him then gives him a disdainful look and walks off, out of the room.

——

In the Dining room, they are being served dinner by Alfred and Mr Molesley, who is surprisingly wearing a footman's livery, in a perfectly tranquil and dignified atmosphere. Suffocating.

Dame Nellie Melba has joined them, sitting next to Robert. The man better behave.

Billy incorrectly turns to his right and murmurs to Emma, "When do you think we can make our escape."

Emma smiles awkwardly and apologetically to Lady Raven, who looks a bit put out that Billy has so rudely turned away from her.

"I don't think that's possible and you really shouldn't be talking to me." Emma murmurs.

Billy grimaces and turns back to Lady Raven while Emma talks to Rose, thank God. Cora turns to talk to her other neighbour, which thankfully means Emma and Billy can now chat with each other. Relieving Billy of whatever awkward small talk he was making.

At the other end of the table, Mary is talking to Gillingham. She laughs suddenly. Emma only catches it slightly and looks in Mary's direction in surprise.

She turns back to Billy, who murmurs, "I don't think she's laughed like that since Matthew died."

"No..." Emma frowns. "I am glad to hear it, but..."

"What?"

Emma sighs. "I'm not sure how I feel about Lord Gillingham of all people causing it."

"Don't you like him?" Billy questions.

"He's alright I suppose." Emma replies. "But I want to shake him and tell him that her husband hasn't even been dead for a year yet, what are you doing?"

"It's been a year and 8 months or so for me." Billy says quietly.

Emma looks at him sorrowfully. "And you have all the time in the world to find someone or not."

"Not anyone from this world." Billy huffs, downing another drink and Emma wonders how many he's had. "None of them would understand me. Not like Sybil."

"Then who?"

Billy doesn't answer her as Mr Molesley pours him a new glass of wine.

——

Emma loses Billy after dinner, which concerns her, but before long, it's time for Dane Nellie's performance and Billy has thankfully appeared once again.

Chairs have been set up for the audience in the Great Hall. Dame Nellie stands by the grand piano and sings 'Songs My Mother Taught Me' by Czech composer Antonin Dvorak, accompanied by a pianist.

By the staircase, at an 'appropriate' distance from the family and guests, chairs have been set up for the servants as well. In one section are Mrs Hughes, Mr Bates and Anna in the front row, while Mr Molesley and some visiting valets are in the back row. In another section are Daisy, Ivy, Mrs Patmore, Alfred and Dr Clarkson in the front row, with some valets, Lucy a kitchen maid and Anne and George in the back row. Mr Carson and Thomas stand listening in a corner, the former enchanted, the latter unreadable. Emma glances at him amusedly before turning her focus back to the performance.

The song ends and everyone applauds. Emma sees Anna get up and walk quietly out. Gemma had told Emma about a rambunctious game of cards in the Servants' Hall that Emma is sad to have missed. Perhaps all the yelling has given Anna a headache.

"And now for one of my favourites. 'O Mio Babbino Caro' by Puccini, from Gianni Schicchi. And I'd like to dedicate this to love and to lovers." Dame Nellie announces. Emma and Tom smile at each other and clasp hands as she begins to sing.

During the singing, Emma notices that Anna still hasn't come back. She frowns, Emma has a bad feeling.

She touches Tom's hand. "I'm going downstairs."

Tom looks at her in concern. "What for? Is everything alright?"

Emma nods, trying not to show her worry. She doesn't want to worry her husband when she doesn't even know why she's having this bad feeling. Tom reluctantly lets her go and she slips out of the room.

——

Once Emma is making her way down the stairs, that's when she hears it, distant screaming. Emma gets to the bottom and realises it's coming from what she recalls as the Boot room. She steps into the Kitchen and grabs a pot that's been left on the side, preparing for whatever she's going to face. It must be Anna and she's clearly in distress.

She opens the door to find Anna on the bench with lots of objects on the floor. Emma only sees the back of a man on top of Anna.

Emma can't bear to think of what he is doing and instead yells, "What on earth are you doing?!"

He spins around but she doesn't give him a chance to answer and whams him over the head with the pot. He staggers in shock and collapses to the floor. It is only then that Emma can see his face and recognises him as Lord Gillingham's valet. He seems unconscious and she doesn't spare another thought for him and instead turns her attention to Anna, who, thankfully, while shaken and teary eyed, has only a few tears in her clothes and her underwear completely intact.

"Anna?" She tentatively calls. Oh god, he almost- almost-

Anna sobs, breaking her from her thoughts. She looks at Emma with wide and tearful eyes. Despite not being raped as Emma had feared, Anna's entire appearance is a mess. Her hair is down making her look completely dishevelled. Her clothes are hanging loosely about her, her face and lips bruised and bloody. Anna overall looks extremely distressed and Emma doesn't blame her.

Emma sighs. "Come with me. I can patch you up." Emma gently wraps her arm around the shaking woman and guides her so she's standing upright on the ground. "Let's go to Mrs Hughes' Sitting room."

——

Emma is patching up Anna and treating her the best she can when Mrs Hughes walks in.

"Shut the door. She turns back to Anna." Emma says urgently. She doesn't want anyone to see Anna yet. Not until they've discussed what to do.

Mrs Hughes turns and looks at the scene in front of her in alarm. "Oh, my God!"

"Shut the door!" Emma sharply whispers before turning back to the nursing kit she had gotten from her room and packs up her supplies. She hates the fact that this is the second time in two days she's used this.

Mrs Hughes obeys. Anna gets up despite Emma trying to get her to sit down. "Will you help me? Will you find me some clothes?" She desperately asks the housekeeper.

"Of course, I will, but..."

Anna keeps talking, ignoring her. This is the first time she's spoken since Emma found her in the Boot room with- with-

"Will you see to Lady Mary? Say, um, just say I've gone home with a headache." She's completely beside herself. It's a wonder she can still think as straight as this. It didn't even happen to Emma and she's shaken and frightened, having used her nursing as a distraction.

"Anna, I really think you should tell someone." Emma suggests.

"I agree." Mrs Hughes speaks. "I can manage Lady Mary, but Anna, we must tell someone!" She totally knows what has happened. Emma and Anna don't have to explain anything.

"No, no, no!" Anna cries frantically.

"But you'll have to tell Mr Bates!" Emma argues.

By the look on Anna's face, this is clearly her worst nightmare. "Him least of all! If he knew, he'd murder the man who's done it and then he'd be hanged!" She says pleadingly.

"But surely..."

"He's a convicted felon! D'you think they'd spare him a second time?"

Emma looks down thinking she's probably right though isn't happy with this.

"No." Mrs Hughes quietly replies. There's a pause as Anna sobs. "Maybe the doctor's still here." She makes a move towards the door. Anna pulls her back by the arm.

"Will you listen?!" Anna cries desperately. "Please no Doctor, Emma has treated me. I'm fine. I just need your help, or I wouldn't have told you. Nobody else must ever know. You promise me!"

Mrs Hughes speaks with a deep sigh, "Wait here. I'll fetch you some water and a comb." She runs her hand along Anna's cheek in a comforting caress. "And see what I can find you in the way of a dress."

Anna lets her go, still crying, and retreats to a corner. There she sinks down against the wall, sobbing inconsolably. Emma sits on the floor and cradles her.

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Emma sees Mr Bates walking along the corridor just as she and Anna step out of Mrs Hughes's Sitting room. Anna is now wearing a black white-trimmed dress, her hair redone neatly.

He steps closer with a frown; he's likely seen the marks on her face. "What happened to you?"

Anna replies, avoiding his eyes. "I was drinking a powder when I suddenly felt dizzy and I... I must have fainted. I think I hit the edge of the sink as I went down. Emma found me and patched me up a bit. It was stupid really."

Mr Bates looks at Emma questioningly and she reluctantly nods. He's unsure but nods.

"You've changed your dress." He observes. He's deeply concerned by her obvious distress, but he doesn't understand what's happened. Not yet.

"Yes. It's badly marked. I've put it in to soak, but I'm not sure I can save it. Mrs Hughes lent me this." Anna takes her coat and hat from the hook by the door. "Come on, let's go."

"What's the hurry?"

Anna doesn't answer and walks out into the Yard.

Mr Bates looks to Emma in question. Emma avoids his eyes. She can't look at the distressed face of a husband not understanding what's happened with his wife, why she's acting so strange.

Emma makes a quick excuse about her children needing her before hurrying away. When she reaches the stairs, she sees the valet that had attacked Anna emerging from the Boot room further down another corridor. He's staggering and holding his head in pain. She really doesn't want him to see her just in case he'd had enough time to see her face before she whacked him so she darts up the stairs hoping he hasn't seen her.

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A/N: Please leave comments on how you're enjoying this story and what you think.

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98 - The Family Falling Out

Part 99

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

New Orleans - 4 years ago

Stepping onto the porch of Mary the crescent werewolf leader I knocked on the door. Raelyn had called me a few hours ago saying that they had come to the school complaining that the wedding should happen soon. "What do you want, Mikaelson!" Mary opened the door aggressively towards me.

"I was informed you paid my wife a visit earlier this morning and I am here to clear some misunderstanding up for you." Putting my hands on the edge of the doorway I stayed outside. "My daughter Alina will only marry Jackson if she wishes to. Whatever power you think you have, remember I can kill you without blinking!"

She raised her head slightly. "I'm not afraid of you, vampire. I have faced creatures like you for a long time."

"Hmm well see that…may I speak with the young lad?" I clicked my tongue, smirking lightly at her.

She glared at me. "Like hell I will allow that!"

Someone walks through the kitchen where I tilted my head to the side. There was a young boy with curly black hair and dark black eyes that stared at me. "Mom, is this Alina's dad?"

"Yes I am, mate." I vamped through the door past his mother standing almost pressed against his chest. "My name is Klaus and you must be Jackson - ah!" I groaned covering my heart seeing an arrow sticking inside my back where I collapsed onto the floor.

Jackson lifts his gaze up to his mother. "Was that really necessary, mom?"

"Yes it was. The Mikaelsons are nothing but trouble." She lowered her crossbow.

It was a few minutes more before Klaus woke up and yanked the arrow out of his heart. "Listen here, bayou wolf. My daughter is the most important thing to me. So if you're not in this to protect her and treat her as family. Then I don't see how your son is worthy of marrying my daughter in the future." He growled, flashing his hybrid eyes at the woman.

"Mr. Mikaelson, I am not in this against my will because my mother forced me to marry Alina." Jackson pushed his mother away from the hybrid. "I have always been attracted to her since I first saw her when we were kids. I don't want to marry her until or if she ever feels the same about me."

"And you vow that if you marry that you will treat her fairly, protect her and follow her wherever she wishes go go?" I questioned the young werewolf wanting to know his intentions with my daughter.

Jackson nodded with a serious look. "Yes, sir."

"Even if she has yet to trigger her werewolf curse?" I gave him one more final test seeing that his mother gave a look of annoyance that Raelyn had yet to tell her that. "Would you still be so devoted to her?"

Jackson nodded in agreement. "Yes, Mr. Mikaelson. I care about her. Not what species she is."

"Good lad. We'll be in touch, Jackson…just Jackson." Placing my hand on his shoulder I headed out the door sending Mary a glare before I slowly started walking through the woods sensing someone behind me. "Alina?"

Her blonde hair was straight and falling down her shoulders wearing a dark black jacket that looked like mine. "Hi dad, can we talk?"

“Lina, you can’t be here.” I warned her.

She put her hands together in front of her, giving me a kind smile. “It's an astral projection, dad. You don’t have to worry. I came here wanting to talk about something…how exactly did you know that you cared about mom?”

“What exactly are you wanting me to tell you, sweetheart?” I asked her crossing her arms over my chest.

She avoided my gaze, dropping it to the dirt sighing heavily where I heard her heart skip a beat. “Humans are naturally supposed to feel love from other people that aren’t related to them by blood. But I don’t know what that feels like…I don’t know I can feel that for Jackson. So I’m asking you…how does it feel to love someone who isn’t your family…”

“Let’s go somewhere more private to have this conversation, honey.” I gestured for her to go first so we could get out of the middle of the woods. This wasn’t something she wanted to talk with her mother about obviously.

Mystic Falls

“So we left on me becoming a vampire heretic and giving birth to my children. What questions do you all still have for me?” I asked glancing back at my class seeing that we were now going through my whole family history after I met Klaus and his family.

One girl with strawberry blonde hair raised her hand. “Mrs. Mikaelson?”

“Yes, Reagan. What’s your question?” I called on the girl.

She put her hand down and back on her desk. “Why exactly are all your daughters different supernatural creatures? I mean you said Hope will be a Tribrid. Alina will be half witch and wolf. Then there’s Melissa who is a heretic like you.”

“Ah I see what you mean.” I smiled at her question thinking it was actually a rather good one. “The best answer that I can give you is it’s because Klaus and I were not born as exactly normal. I was a siphon born with no magic of her own and he was a born bastard werewolf with his mother being the woman who created the entire vampire species.”

Another boy who had just moved here who I think was named Mg raised his hand. He was a dark skin boy with curly black hair. “Mrs. Mikaelson, do you think that Hope and Missy will have a hard time controlling their blood thirst like some average vampires do?”

“That is another great question Milton - uh forgive me MG. I get the whole nickname thing because of my husband and daughter.” I explained putting my notebook on the big desk in the center of the whiteboard. “Anyway I’m not sure. For myself I know I don’t have very good control when I drink from the vein. But what I can say is everyone is different-“

The classroom door gets flung open by magic and everyone including me turns their head to see Missy stomp up to me getting in my face. “I can’t believe you’re splitting me and Alina up!”

“Um that’s all for today. Class dismissal.” I quickly responded by sending everyone out of the room since she was clearly very emotional right now over whatever she claimed I had done to her and her twin sister.

She threw her hands up in the air shouting. “Were you just never gonna tell me that you sent my sister off to marry a werewolf in New Orleans. Basically make us separated for the rest of our lives!”

“Who told you about it and I didn’t do it intentionally sweetheart. It was so that Mary would give up the last werewolf bloodline that we could save your uncles Kol and Elijah. Then they helped bring back your father.” I asked her putting my hands in the pocket of my red leather jacket with my hair in a ponytail.

Missy rolled her eyes moving her body around. “Hope did after Alina came in crying so unsure of herself. But that’s not the point. She’s my twin, my best friend and you’re sending her away from me!”

“Uh Missy how about we talk this over with some hot chocolate.” I tried to calm her down seeing everything in the room started to shake. Over these past few years as they have been getting older I have been seeing what Dahlia was talking about. The dangerous power of the first born Mikaelson witches.

Missy raised her hand, launching me backwards into the student desks with tears running down her face. “I thought you of all people would understand how close twins are. Considering that you and Jacob are the same. But no, you are tearing my world apart..and you claim you are trying to protect me but you’re not!”

“Urgh Missy…I do understand. I miss your uncle everyday. But we can’t let the Hollow take you or your cousin Andrea. What I am doing…it’s for the best.” I grunted pulling myself up and feeling some scraped wounds healing over from the impact she threw me.

Missy clutched her hands into fists sniffing through tears causing the glass windows to shatter. Covering my eyes with my hands I watched her stomp out of the room without another word. “Cut the crap, mom. You’re in hell and completely miserable without dad. We all can see it even if you won’t admit it to yourself. I’m done talking to you!”

“Missy…Missy wait….ah... .Melissa!” I holler her name starting to run after her but I halted in my tracks seeing the destroyed desks and shattered glass around me. Lowering myself to sit down on the ground I leaned my back against the wooden desk.

Taking out my phone I tried to call my husband but I got his voicemail for some odd reason. “This is Klaus, if this is Raelyn I’ll call you back. If it’s anyone else, leave your number and I’l ignore it.”

The phone beeped so I could leave a message. “Nik, it's me. Missy just came in here and destroyed the classroom because I didn’t tell her about Lina’s engagement. And I…I don’t know what to do. I…I freaking can’t breathe without you…so call me….I can’t live like this for much longer. I…I miss you and I love you like hell.” I began sobbing by the end of the message where I just dropped the phone in my lap hanging up.

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Meet in-laws 🌸

It was a day after aaron proposed to you then you heard his phone ring "aaron babe your phone is ringing its from mom !"

He was showering "you can take it !"

You say "ok "

And said "hi mom it's y/n Aaron's future wife can i take a message for him ? "

She replies " wife? I don't know about this ! Anyway we have lunch today at 12 let Jim know to come home "

Then you say " oh yes but can we switch it to 2pm because we are quite far from your place ?"

His mom say " ok no problem just show up see you "

You tell aaron " mom said we have lunch with her at 2pm "

He was shocked " mom !? "

Then he was nervous and tried to wear the best of the best

You both dressed so nicely and he was exited to go back home

When he went home and ring the bell

Aaron smile was so wide and your heart melted

"Hi mom and dad " he says

Hey Aaron the family hugged him and he introduced you to them

"Mom dad this is my future wife y/n hotchner " they look suprise the mom said come in jn for a meal

The all sit down

The house chef made homemade speggti

The mom said looking at her " I don't think you understand marriage of the hotchner family "

You pout itching your head

Aaron stood up for you " understand what mom !? I lover that's all you need to know !"

The dad said "yeah whatever your name is please tell us you have a actual job but that doesn't matter you have to have knolage like us "

You started wanting to cry and you excuse yourself "sorry excuse me for a momment "

Aaron saw "uh y/n ! Mom dad how do you know how she's like when you didn't even let her speak yet !? Give her a chance I know she's not a rich person but I love her from all my heart " He got so mad at them and he went to chase you to the bathroom

"Y/n don't listen to them I love you no matter what and it won't stop me from marrying you !"

You were touched and open the door

" thanks aaron your such a good man but I don't understand why they don't like me also don't raise your voice to your parents "

He smiles and hugs you and gives you a forehead kiss "that's why I love you its because you think of other people's feelings not just yourself !"

You blush "well I guess you could say we are a perfect couple "

He smiles and took you back to the dinner tabel

There parents waited for you

Aaron said holding your hand "introduce yourself don't be shy your ok "

You shift close to him " hi I'm y/n I'm 22 and I have a job I work with animals I have pets and I also love aaron !" You blush and he did too

"Well y/n do you know about law ? Do you like aaron because his looks &money !? And do you know you both have a huge age gap !?"

You started to shake and aaron hugged you "your ok honey "

You reply looking down "no I don't know alot about law maybe just abit no I don't like aaron because he's handsome and wealthy and yes I knew he was older then me sir&mahm I don't care of anything I just love him so much I could lose my life for him "

He smiles " come on let's go I don't wanna hear anymore bad things from them anymore if they come they come if they don't I don't care because nobody can stop me from marrying you !"

You both left and he slammed the door

Hotchs patents didn't belive what just happend they never seen aaron that mad beffore

It's either they accept you or aaron never talk to them so it was a hard decision so they got the invitation for the wedding and they both decided to go

Then both of you got ready for the wedding

And you both saw your in laws Aaron's parents and aaron saw your parents you were so surprised that they came and his mom came to congratulate us and gave us a hug

"Congratulations Aaron your all grown up now "

Aaron &tou

You both Had a happy evening danced together and saying vows both your parents and his cried alot so you finally whisper to him

"No matter how hard it is to live with your family I will always be with you and ignore the negative things people say "

He smiles and gave you a kiss 💋