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accio-sriracha · 5 months

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a marylily fic please? <3

YAY ONE I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN BEFORE!

Thank you so much for the request! I hope this is alright for my first attempt haha

I bring you all the good fluff and stuff and a LOT of pining.

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When Words Fail, My Heart Finds Yours...

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Lily Evans climbed the stairs to the astronomy tower, grateful to finally have some time alone. She loved all of her friends, but sometimes being a part of the popular group was... well it was a lot.

"Room for one more?" She asked, knocking gently as she opened the door.

Regulus Black turned from his seat on the half wall, one leg dangling over the edge and a cigarette raised to his lips, "Yeah, c'mon up, Evans." He nodded.

She closed the door behind her, settling against the wall opposite him and dusting off her fishnets. She joined him in watching over the grounds, the people seemed so small from up in the tower.

"You smoke?" He asked, offering her one. She shook her head,

"Not really my thing, no."

He just nodded and turned back to the lawn.

They had shared each other's company here before, both of them outcasts at heart that somehow found purchase in a well known group of friends. She enjoyed his company, his quiet presence was comforting.

"You watch the game today?" She asked, striking up conversation, "Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuffs."

He shook his head, "I don't normally watch the ones I don't play in." He took another long drag, "What was the score?"

"Gryffindor won, I don't know the numbers."

He gave her an amused look, "If I wasn't a Seeker I'd be pissed at you right now."

She only shrugged, "I've never been one for sports."

"Why do you go?"

"All my friends are either playing or watching, its just easier to be where they are."

He raised an eyebrow, "Is it" He asked. She lifted a shoulder again,

"I suppose."

"Are those friends my brother's group?" He asked. There wasn't any real curiosity in his eyes, she knew he was just trying to keep up the conversation. She nodded,

"Yeah. I'm friends with his boyfriend Remus, Peter and I get along really well, I don't know James too well at all though."

"Do you want to?" He asked.

She could tell he was aiming for casual, tossing the cigarette bud to the ground and stomping it out with his combat boot.

But she could see the sudden interest in his eyes when he looked up at her, carefully blowing the smoke in the other direction.

"I don't know. I suppose I should."

"What do you mean you suppose?"

"Well, you know, everyone said he had a crush on me forever ago. I don't know, he's popular and funny and he's got good manners. I probably should get to know him a little better."

"I am going to be honest with you Evans. I don't give a shit about what other people think. It isn't what you're supposed to do. It's what you want to do. What do you want?"

She hesitated, "I don't know. It would be nice to get to know him..."

"But?" He prompted.

"I was just never really interested before."

"Are you now?"

That look sparked again in his eyes, She wondered what it was about Potter that made his eyes alive, that drew out a stronger reaction than the permanant indifferent expression on his face.

"I'm not sure." She paused, looking to the lake again, "No." She whispered, "I don't like him."

"There's someone else." He guessed, studying her own face.

She hesitated once more before she nodded, "Yeah, there is."

"Alright, come here." He muttered, holding out a hand towars her. His chipped black nail polish identical to her own.

"What?"

"Don't give me that look. Come, sit in front of me." He patted the stone again, still holding out his hand.

She stared at him, waiting to see if this was a joke or not. They'd never shared more than a half hearted, smoke hazed conversation. Each one usually about the bigoted arseholes at their school and how they couldn't wait to get out and make a difference in the world.

Despite her confusion, she does as he says and swings her own converse over the half wall, letting him keep a hand on her waist to make sure she was secure.

Her oversized smashing pumpkins shirt she wore like a dress pooled around her hips, she adjusted it carefully to cover the top of her thighs.

He leans forward a little, dropping his voice,

"May I touch your hair?" He asked quietly, "You're allowed to say no."

She narrowed her eyes and nodded, "Fine. But don't you dare push me."

"Well, seeing as that would be attempted murder, I think you're safe, Evans." He laughed softly.

He gathered up a a small section of her hair into his hands, combing his fingers through it gently and making her already poofy curls even poofier.

"Pandora has me do this for her whenvever we have a serious conversation, it helps her relax." He explained.

Lily couldnt help but smile at the way his voice caught on the word serious, it was amusing to think even all those years ago his brother was still tormenting him with the name.

"Tell me about the person you like."

Lily waited for a long time before she spoke, trying to find the right words to say, "Her name is Mary." She started, testing the waters.

If Regulus was surprised it was a she, he didn't show it, he simply nodded and moved on to combing his fingers through a new section.

Lily took a deep breath, steeling her resolve, "She's popular and she's really close with my other friends Marlene, Dorcas, and Alice. She's the one who introduced me to them first year."

Regulus hummed, keeping his touch light and his movements steady as he moved on to braiding.

Lily could understand now why Regulus' friend has him do this, it was a lot easier to speak now that her body was more relaxed,

"Sometimes I wonder about the way she looks at me y'know. It feels like the way I used to see Remus looking at-" She trailed off, not wanting to force him to hear about his brother's love story, "Well, it's just sometimes I think that maybe she likes me, and she just hasn't told me yet."

She could hear Regulus' breathing, slow and calming, she wondered if he was doing it on purpose for her to slow down her own breaths.

"Do you think you could ask her how she feels?" He asked. Lily shook her head slightly, careful not to mess up the next braid he was starting on,

"I don't know if that's a good idea. What if I'm wrong? Wouldn't that just ruin our friendship forever?"

Regulus hummed again, "It's true, things aren't the same once you cross that line between platonic and romantic, but that doesnt mean you can't still be friends."

She sighed, "What if she hates me for this? We're supposed to be best friends, what if she thinks I'm some sort of creep for having feelings for her?"

Regulus gently touched her shoulder, drawing her eyes up to his, "Evans, you're not abusing your friendship with her in any way. Just you worrying about her feelings through all of this proves that. You have nothing to worry about. I'm sure she will still care for you and respect you the same as she always has."

"What if she doesnt?" She asked. Regulus dropped his eyes. She could see he was struggling with emotions of his own,

"We'll then I'm here if you ever need to do this again." He whispered, turning back to focusing on her hair. He pulled the front pieces forwards and started working on a braid to her left side.

"Thanks." She whispered back. He nodded,

"Anytime."

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Lily sat down at lunch, her usual seat between Dorcas and Mary- Marlene and Alice on their other sides- and across from Remus and his friends.

"Where'd you dissappear earlier? I went to ask Mary where you went so I could talk to you about the essay but nobody knew." Remus asked, looking concerned.

Lily shrugged, "I was getting some fresh air. It was a nice morning."

Peter looked up from his plate, "Why do you sound suspicious?" He asked.

Lily's eyes widened, "What?"

Remus placed a hand on his friend's arm, "Wormtail, we've talked about this." He muttered. Peter nodded and went back to his food.

"Talked about what?" Mary asked, joining in on the conversation.

Remus gave a small laugh, "Pete has this weird thing where he can usually tell when people are lying. I had to tell him not to get involved in other people's conversations since it's not always a well received party trick."

"So he thinks she's lying?" Mary asked turning to Lily, "What would you be lying about?"

Peter looked up again, shooting an apologetic look at Remus before clarifying, "I don't think she's lying, just hiding something."

"I'm not hiding anything." She told him, then winced when his eyebrows furrowed, entirely unconvinced.

Sirius looked over then too, noticing Remus' distraction, "What's happening?" He asked, tugging on his boyfriend's sleeve.

Dorcus answered before he could, Lily wasn't even are she'd been paying attention, "Mary's trying to figure out what Lily's hiding."

The way she worded it made Lily's cheeks heat up. She looked away, accidentally finding herself staring at the Slytherin table.

Silver eyes stared back at her, concerned.

This made her blush worse, Regulus cocked an eyebrow.

"I just-" She shook her head, "I just went for some fresh air before lunch, is that really such a crime? Why is everyone getting involved?" She huffed.

"Woah, someone's getting defensive." Marry laughed, poking her side, "C'mon, chica, what's going on?"

Lily could never lie to Mary, it was the one person she never managed to sneak anything past. The name only made her more nervous,

"I was hanging out with Regulus." She blurted.

She hadn't meant to say it, but it was definitley an easier secret to let out than the other one.

Mary's hand stilled on her waist, her eyes wide.

Everyone glanced at Sirius, who sat shocked into stillness, his smile dropping,

"What?" He whispered.

Lily looked past him, Regulus must have read his name on her lips, his own eyes wide with panic.

Sirius turned to look where she was staring, noticing he was already looking too.

"Lily, what the fuck?" He asked quietly.

Sirius and Regulus weren't close, in fact- to everyone who didn't know them- you'd think they hated each other.

But Lily knew the pain on both sides when their names were brought up, she was familiar with Regulus' regretful and pained expression, the one Sirius had on right now.

"You were hanging out with my brother? Why didn't you tell me?" He pressed, waiting for an answer.

She shook her head, "I didn't plan it or anything, it just sort of happened. We both went to the same spot to calm down and ever since it kind of-"

"It's happened more than once?" He hissed.

Remus put a quiet hand on Sirius' arm, his other pulling Sirius' face to look at him.

Sirius let out a breath, closing his eyes for a moment before turning back to Lily, "How um... How is he?" He asked, his voice suddenly small.

"He's okay." She nodded, "Really, he's okay. He misses you."

Sirius looked away, his eyes glued to his and Remus' now interlaced fingers.

"And Potter too, I think." She added, trying to lighten the subject a little.

Potter sat up suddenly, he'd been paying attention ever since he heard her confession about Regulus.

"What? How- when- what?" He stammered.

She shrugged, "I don't really know anything he just acted a little different when we were talking about you." She replied. Maybe bringing up Potter was a bad decision too...

"You- You two... you and him... you talked about me?" He asked incredulously, looking a bit pale now.

She only shrugged, knowing she probably shouldn't say anything else, everything she did seemed to make people panic.

"Prongs? You alright, mate?" Remus asked, looking between both of their pale faces and wide eyes.

James stood from his seat, "I'm gonna head to the bathroom, be right back." He squeaked out before he tumbled over the bench.

Lily turned back to Mary when she felt a sudden hand in her hair, "I like these on you." She whispered, "Did um... did he do them?"

She looked into Mary's eyes, filled with hesitation.

"Yeah, he was trying to help me relax, I guess his friend Pandora and him do it a lot." She spoke without thought.

She really couldn't keep anything from Mary for long. Nothing except the one thing that mattered, the one thing that could tear their friendship apart.

Mary dropped her hand, looking away, "I like that you're making other friends chica. I know it's hard for you sometimes to feel like you fit in here. But just... just be careful okay? I don't want you to get hurt."

Lily frowned, "Reg won't hurt me." She whispered, "We don't really talk much anyways, today was the first time we had a real conversation."

"Do you like him?" She asked.

Lily saw it, that same spark she'd seen in Regulus' eyes when he talked about Potter.

Lily shook her head immediatley, the small braids moving with her, "No, absolutley not. He's a friend... sort of. Nothing more."

Mary nodded, letting out a quiet sigh that sounded like relief, "Okay. You're still my best friend right?" She asked.

"Of course, you'll always be my number one."

Mary pulled her into a hug, her chin resting on Lily's shoulder.

"Love you, chica." She whispered.

"Love you too, Mary." Lily smiled back, tucking her face to hide her blush.

~~~♤~~~

"Hey, do you have any mascara I could borrow?" Mary asked, digging through her makeup bag, "I can't find mine, I think I might've lost it."

It was later that same day, the group was getting ready to go out to hogsmeade. Lily got up from where she sat on Mary's bed, watching her go through her routine,

"Uh... mascara? I think I have that." She nodded.

Lily wasn't that much into makeup, she just loved the way eyeliner looked and sometimes did dark lipstick. Mary was always the one who knew how to use all the shimmery stuff to make herself look different.

"It's a long tube, should say mascara on it." Mary explained, moving on to combing her hair. She used a small brush to gel the little hairs into curvy shapes, it was always Lily's favorite part.

"Here." Lily handed it to her, their fingers brushing together briefly and sending little shocks through her.

"Do you want me to put some on you? I think you look really pretty without any makeup on, but your eyelashes are so long already, they would look good with mascara too."

"On me?" Lily repeated, swallowing hard.

Mary nodded, setting her hair products down and turning to face her, "I don't think you should use and foundation or anything, I really love your freckles." She whispered, her fingers reaching out to brush Lily's cheek.

Lily could feel her face heating up under Mary's stare.

"Thank you." She mumbled.

"Do you mind if I put this on?" Mary asked quietly. Lily shook her head,

"No, I don't mind."

She followed Mary's instructions, sitting on the bathroom counter in front of her. Mary stood between her knees, her fingers holding Lily's face with the lightest touch possible.

"Close your eyes." Mary whispered, a light tickle on her eyelashes startled her and she opened them again.

Mary laughed softly, "It's okay, love, it's just the brush, it won't hurt."

Love. Lily felt her heart flutter.

She nodded and closed her eyes again, letting Mary do whatever it was she was doing.

"Okay, look at me." Mary mumbled. Lily opened her eyes again, finding Mary's quickly. She was biting her lip in concentration, looking at Lily intensely.

It didn't help that their faces were so close together, Lily's heart fluttered faster.

"Blink when I tell you to okay?" She whispered. Lily nodded.

She tried to follow the instructions the best that she could, watching Mary's face as she blinked every other second, the mascara brushing underneath her eyelashes.

"Okay." Mary leaned back a little, "I think it looks good.

She closed the bottle and set it beside them, her hand falling to rest on Lily's thigh.

"You look beautiful, chica." She whispered a soft smile on her lips.

Lily couldn't speak, she could still feel the ghost of Mary's breath across her face, a tingling sensation where her fingers had tipped her chin to get a better angle.

"C'mon, we should find you something to wear." She held out a hand to help Lily down, keeping them together as she walked her to their shared closet.

"I was thinking about the outfit I wore last month, the one with the Fleetwood Mac shirt."

Mary nodded, clapping her hands excitedly, "Ooh, I loved that one! I'm gonna go change, I'll be right out and the bathroom's all yours."

She picked up a pile of clothes from her bed and closed the door behind her. Lily let herself fall back onto the mattress, this had been one very long day.

"Knock, knock." Dorcas walked into the room, followed by Marlene.

"Hey guys." Lily mumbled, not bothering to sit up.

"You alright? Everyone's been worried about you today."

"Yeah I'm okay. Everything's just a little weird right now."

"Yeah, tell me about it." Marlene nodded, "Sirius and Remus haven't left their room all day apparently and James isn't anywhere to be found either. Pete's running around like a chicken with his head cut off, he's got no clue what to do."

Lily laughed softly and shook her head, "I don't know what's up with Potter, but I do feel really bad about hurting Sirius. I didn't mean for anything like that to happen."

"We know, hun." Dorcas walked over and sat down by her side, running a hand through the parts of her hair that weren't pulled into braids, "You and his brother get along, then?"

Lily shrugged, "I guess. It's one of those friends by circumstance situations."

"What do you guys even talk about?" Marlene asked curiously.

Lily's eyes shot to the bathroom before she could stop them, Dorcas raised an eyebrow,

"Does he know?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah, he was talking to me about Potter and then he asked if I liked him and then he could tell there was someone else and it kind of just came out." She let the words whoosh out of her in one breath.

"Hey babes, bathroom is free." Mary called, closing the door with her hip, "Oh, hi guys."

Marlene snorted, "Damn girl, what a weird web you've spun for yourself this time."

Dorcas sighed, "You should just tell her, Lily. It'll make everything a lot easier for both of you."

Dorcas and Marlene shared a look and stood, "We were actually just heading out, see you two in a bit!" Dorcas pulled Marlene out of the room, shooting a look back at Lily.

"Weirdos." Mary smiled as she watched then leave.

"Hey Mary?" Lily whispered. Mary turned,

"What's up?"

"Do you think that-" She cleared her throat, "It's not really important or anything, but I was just wondering if, um..."

Lily looked away again, her face scorching.

Mary frowned and sat down in front of her, "Lils? Talk to me, what's going on?"

Lily shook her head, unable to find her voice.

"Come here." Lily pulled her up and held her against her chest, holding her securely in her arms.

Lily relaxed instantly, letting herself be enveloped by everything Mary.

Her smell, like hairspray and vanilla, her warm voice and caring eyes, her gentle but steady touch.

"I love you, chica." Mary whispered, pulling away to meet eyes.

Lily felt her own get a little wider, the words not forming properly.

Something seemed to click then, Mary's expression changed from worried to searching, hesitation filling her eyes again just like they had at lunch,

"Lily?" She whispered.

Lily looked away.

"I love you." There was something different about the way she said it now, her voice was breathless, her expression serious.

"I love you too, Mary." Lily whispered.

Her eyes dropped to Lily's lips and Lily could feel her entire being freeze in place. Sparks of anticipation shot through her.

Oh, Merlin, how did they end up here?

The next thing she knew she was being pulled into a kiss, her heart slamming against her chest, their hands coming up to hold each other closer.

"I love you." Mary breathed when they broke apart, "Fuck, I love you so much."

"I love you too." Lily smiled, kissing her again, and again, and again, "I always have."

It wasn't exactly the huge, production level confession she was expecting. It was small and wordless, something private and so entirely theirs.

They didn't need to say anything for them both to know exactly how strong they felt for each other, and they walked down the stairs to the common room a half hour later, smiling and holding hands, feeling their friend's eyes on them the whole way.

"We're dating." Mary spoke, breaking the confused silence, she had a proud smile on her face as she looked over at Lily, "This is my girlfriend."

Girlfriend. Lily found she loved that word.

Lily's confession to hanging out with Sirius' brother led them to talking again too. Regulus was brought to their weekend hogsmeade trips, and even sometimes found perched on the arm of the couch in the Gryffindor common room, talking with his brother in low voices and hesitant smiles.

That was probably a good thing, seeing as they would stay girlfriends for a long, long time.

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A month had gone by and Lily and Mary were happier than ever, they fit perfectly together, like they were made just for this.

They were all giggles and urgent touches as they flung open a broom closet in a deserted corridor, tumbling inside without breaking their kiss.

A muffled groan of pain and a surprised hiss sounded before the lights flicked on.

Inside, in a very similar position to them, were James Potter and Regulus Black, making out.

Lily gasped, her eyes wide.

"So..." Regulus flushed, looking up at Lily, "I see you and Mary got together." He started awkwardly.

She rose an amused eyebrow and glanced at Potter, "And I see you finally managed to snog Potter."

Potter's face went bright red and he hid himself in the crook of Regulus' neck.

"I think we should probably give them some space." Mary finally decided, pulling Lily's hand and closing the door behind them.

The four never spoke of the incident, but the boys came out to the group a week later, both of them flicking glances at the girls the whole time.

It was perfect, everything was exactly as it was meant to be. Lily and Reg continued their chats on the astronomy tower, gushing about their partners and complaining as always about anything and everything else in the world.

Lily couldn't help but smile as she held her girlfriend while she slept, the girl who- just a month ago- was so completely unattainable in her eyes.

She was never happier, and she supposed she had Regulus to thank for a lot of it.

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#marylily #mary macdonald #lily evans #mary x lily #lily x mary #lily and regulus friendship #jegulus #wolfstar #marylily fic #marylily headcanon #marylily hc #marylily micro-fic #marauders #marauders era

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moonchild-in-blue · 4 months

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Hiii!

I hope you have a lovely day. 💙🐬🪁

6-7. and 17-18. for the ask game (if it’s not too late)

*😊✨🐍*

Hello there my sweet serpent friend! 🌷🐛🌹🦋🌻🐞🐌🪻

Thank you for the questions - you're not late at all hehe (you're the first one in fact!). I'll put these under the cut because it looks a little too long oops-

6 - 5 Male celebrity crushes

Let me go with the famous Hollywood babes for these, because if I go into my band crushes and kpop/kdrama people, I will never shut up.

Ben Barnes forever and always

Andrew Garfield (yes I was in the early Marauders fandom, in case it wasn't obvious lol)

Dev Patel

Christian Slater

Tom Hiddleston

7 - 5 Female celebrity crushes

Lily Collins

Simone Ashley

Keira Knightley

Anne Hathaway

Kat Dennings (my mom keeps telling me she and I have the same type of personality. which is not completely wrong tbh)

17 - What is something you're really good at?

✨ PROCRASTINATING and OVERTHINKING ✨

Haha, just kidding (not really, but yeah.) I'm pretty good at crafts and all. Not just painting and traditional art in general - I can get the hand of random stuff pretty easily, like fiber arts, building stuff, origami, you name it. If I dedicated myself to actually nurture my random skills, I could be fairly decent in some niche things, but I am too tired and unmotivated to do so. Same with languages (although I am finally picking that up again).

18 - What is something you're really bad at?

SPORTS. Like, it's pathetic and sad at best to see me play anything at all. I did one year of gymnastics as a kid, and it wasn't so bad, but anything that requires balls, hand-feet coordination, or rapid movement in general, I am dreadful. Still traumatised by P.E classes lmao.

#thank you once again! I hope you're having a wonderful day my sweet friend #darya answers #ask game

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myboxofcookies · 2 years

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Made some oc family members for some canon cookies. Draft info about them under cut:

Left - Cherry Tea and Cherry Sauce Cherry Tea Cookie is the oldest member of the Cherry family alive in present day and is the grandmother of several grandchildren and some great-grandchildren she loves dearly. - The epitome of the sweet old granny that offers gifts and help to her family, neighbors, and any strangers she meets despite how dangerous they may seem - Once she offered shelter and a home-cooked meal to a raggedy-looking stranger that she caught stealing some produce from her garden (aka Werewolf Cookie) and insisted despite him trying to run away, now he sometimes visits her home and gets treated like one of Cherry Tea’s grandchildren. - Sole guardian of her granddaughters Cherry Blossom Cookie and Cherry Cookie after the sudden passing of both their parents during the Dark Flour War - In her youth, she was a tactical bomber in Hollyberry Kingdom’s army, known in her full title as Cherry Tea Bomb Cookie. And back then, her personality was rambunctious, playful, and overall chaotic, especially when it comes to blowing things up with her famous magic Tea Bombs, which may or may not have passed down to Cherry Cookie- - Now since retired to look after her granddaughters, she lives peacefully on a small hill near Cranberry Forest where she sometimes visit to forage berries and herbs to sell or cook with. - Other than Cherry Cookie getting her literal explosive personality, Cherry Blossom inherited her grandmother’s positive outlook and current mannerisms while Cherry Ball got her team spirit and good sport energy. Bonds Cherry Cookie - “My my, it’s like looking into a mirror!” [Family] Cherry Blossom - “You’re growing up into such a proper lady like your mother, my dear...” [Family] Cherry Ball - “I packed you a healthy lunch! It’s important to eat well for a lot of energy before a big game!” [Family] Werewolf Cookie - “Haha, if you were the Big Bad Wolf from my grandkids’ fairytales I wouldn’t have made you a hearty dinner now would I?” [Friendly] Hollyberry Cookie - “You haven’t changed a bit! How has that juice record still holding up?” [Friendly] Jungleberry Cookie - “Losing your child is a painful experience... I’m sorry I couldn’t find her with the search party that day...” [Trust] Tiger Lily Cookie - “You look... familiar young Cookie...” [Trust] Cherry Sauce Cookie - “It’s nice to have family within walking distance, my back is killing me these days.” [Family]

Cherry Sauce Cookie is the oldest among her cousins in the latest Cherry family generation and the oldest daughter of Cherry Jam Cookie and Lemon Drop Cookie. - Has a Fluttershy-like personality where she inherited her grandmother’s sweetness and altruism but is also timid of most people that aren’t her family. So she gets along with most animals than peers. - The only cookies in her family that she doesn’t get along with are the ones from her mother’s side, who were known to be bitter people in the few times they met. Thankfully they have already been long disowned by her mother (the only nice one out of the bunch) and lived far away from them. - Was an aspiring fashion designer before some real life hardships, now she’s working as a seamstress in a small shop in Hollyberry and lives in her personal cottage with all the animals she gets to take care of. - Closest travel distance to her grandmother so she often visits to make sure her and Cherry Cookie are alright. Bonds Cherry Cookie - “N-not here at my home!” [Family] Cherry Blossom Cookie - “Picnics with you are always the best!” [Family] Cherry Ball Cookie - “Go team!” [Family] Moon Rabbit Cookie - “Good thing I make rice cakes in advance.” [Friendly] Parfait Cookie - “I wish I can get an autograph one day...” [Admiration] Werewolf Cookie - “I guess my parents weren’t exaggerating when they said I bring unexpected people into my home like Granny...” [Trust] Cherry Tea Cookie - “Granny!” [Family]

Right - Caramel Syrup Cookie Despite having passed away after Custard Cookie III was born, Caramel Syrup Cookie has been watching over her son from the afterlife to see him grow. - Caramel Syrup is a descendant from House Caramel, a family of aristocrats that are well-known for creating and manipulating caramel at their magical will. For generations they are known for becoming famous mages, soldiers, or artists. - Her magic consisted of transforming her caramel magic into weapons or still figures that can act at her will to defend. - She met Custard II (or Custard Cookie or whoever the canon father of Custard the 3rd is) at one of many important meeting held between some Houses or in some other setting, becoming friendly, falling in love, and got married. - She then gave birth to Custard Cookie the III before unfortunately passing away due to being born with a frail body. Custard Cookie III only knows of his late mother through his father’s stories and a picture of him and his mother moments before she passed away. - And despite the divide, her spirit always seem to visit her son in dreams in the night of his birthday to listen and converse with him every year. The only thing she keeps in mind to Custard III is to never mention her to anyone unless it feels important. Or mention her vaguely. - Possibly a side quest in-game where the Cookies try to figure out who is the mystery “important lady of his court” Custard Cookie III mentions will come again on his birthday while planning a surprise party. Bond Custard Cookie III - “Remember, a good king must grow up to be kind and well-mannered too.” [Family] Custard Cookie II (or whoever the dad is) - “Please take care of our son in my absence dear...” [Love] Premier Custard Cream Cookie - “I’m grateful that I was able to meet my husband through your sacrifices.” [Family]

#cookie run oc #cookie run ocs #crk ocs #cro ocs #canon characters #cherry blossom cookie #cherry cookie #cherry ball cookie #cherry tea cookie #cherry sauce cookie #custard cookie iii #caramel syrup #my art #my ocs #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak

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neonun-au · 2 years

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hi mads!! just for fun, if you could give one of your moots any fic genre or trope to write for, whether it's because they've never written it before or to see them challenge themselves or because you think they'd do really well with it etc, what genre/trope would you choose and who would you give it to? :3

iiiiiinteresting question milli !! I'm going to narrow it down to the mutuals whose writing I am a lot more familiar with or I will literally never be able to answer this lmaooooo

@doiefy already writes so much to challenge herself, the entire fight or flight series is because of that, and she already does so many big plots and exciting genres that I love but it would be fun to see her try her hand at a straight up rom com/roommate au or something ! just pure romance and slice of life type stuff haha

@jungwooisms writes my favourite thing already--historical aus--and does them extremely well so I want to keep it in that vein but maybe add in stronger fantasy elements and see a wuxia or xianxia type au ! hwarang already incorporates so many of those elements so it would be fun to see it dialed up to eleven and I would lose my ever loving mind tbh

@husbandcheol crime ! thriller ! sort of the opposite of fei, jackie writes rom com so well and I know that that energy can be translated to a really fantastic interesting crime thriller if she ever had the desire to do it. it's my favourite genre tbh haha

@husbandhoshi apocalypse au ! lily has talked to me before about her ideas and concepts for aus like this and I would love love love to seem them materialized. it would be challenging in the sense that they're so big and so much work but it would be so good ;-;

@nochv nik shines best when she is writing something she loves the subject matter of (sports au) and she tends to stick pretty light and romantic, but I think like a sort of band au with heavier angst elements would be such a good read from her ;-;

@itsapapisongo javi already writes sort of....everything hahaha he bounces around so much from au to au and universe to universe. I'll stick with something he loves and is so so good at--action. but I want to see a more sort of somber action approach maybe more leaning towards horror and suspense. I think he could pull it off suuuuper well if he sort of stripped back the layers of irony and sarcasm in his characters and gave them such a stark image haha it would be interesting !

@sunflowerforhaechan berry could do big plot if she put her mind to it and shed of some layers of fear of even approaching it haha it might take years, but I think it would be so good. maybe like a high fantasy au

#fun question yes i love it !!!!!!!#i dont read a lot and really havent read anything in a while jffhhd so im sorry for leaving so many people out but i avtually did #want to answer this question hahaha #taeyongs-star-earring #replies #if you want to tell me what you would want to read from me in turn !!! im all ears !!!#might give me some ideas haha

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shina-moon-art · 1 year

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Hi those questions were me thanks for answering them sorry for thinking you had background info! I was wondering what do you think young Ann looked like if you do follow justscrolling765 do you follow her Hancock right hand story too!? What do you think a young Hayami looked like after leaving Judge and escaping the dragons? What do you think of Hayamis dynamic with Hancock even!? Sorry if this is a lot those books are so fun to read!!!

Haha no problem! I’ve been told I can ask for some insider info now but no promises on how much I can actually share (it’ll ruin the surprise!) but anyway yeah I do follow the other story as well, im actually in the process of designing Hayami right now!

As for Ann when she’s a child? I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday and I can’t help but think she’d dress like shanks or roger, maybe a little nicer like some of whitebeard’s children, at least when she was on the Oro. Living with Rouge the clothing itself was high quality but she dressed mostly in shorts and tank tops with the exception of when rouge had her wear skirts or dresses. She was constantly covered in bandaids and scrapes, I don’t see Ann going out of her way to pick fights as a kid but anyone caught badmouthing her dad was swiftly put in their place, even the adults. All of her old outfits are either torn or visibly mended, she also used to sport a full set of knee and elbow pads (rouge declared her too accident prone and forced her to wear them, didn’t stop her from getting hurt but at least it didn’t hurt as bad to walk or throw a punch after hitting the ground). I think it’d be really cute if she had it short for a long time until roger said smth about her hair reminding him of rouge and after that she grew it out.

After leaving Judge I imagine Hayami wearing some pretty plain things up until she’s turned into a slave for the celestial dragons after which they started dressing her nicely to match with the gorgon sisters (if I remember correctly they were more like trophy’s and had to look good rather than being working slaves) she was clearly malnourished but in the same way people starve themselves for beauty standards except the celestial dragons did it to “keep them looking pristine” after being released she went back to plain clothing until boa forced something nice onto her (it had been a year since they got back to Amazon lily) after which she developed her own style.

Thank you for the questions! This one was a little hard since I’m better at drawing someone’s appearance rather than describing it , I left Hayami’s pretty up in the air tbh bec honestly I don’t really know yet, I didn’t mention Ann’s height because that’s pretty dependent on where she is in her life. I’m not too sure what I think of Hancock and Hayami yet just because I haven’t gotten up to date with that one yet. @justscrolling765

#ann #portgas d. ann #one piece #Hayami #vinesmoke hayami #uhh idk Hayami’s preferred moniker I can’t remember it

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Tiger lily, plumeria, freesia? —bucktalias

tigerlily— do you have any favorite quotes from any movies, tv shows, books, or poetry? (or from people in real life)

ooo boy ok I'm usually bad at answering this on the spot but I think I got some

"when life becomes maddeningly polite, think about me. think about me, will, don't worry about me." -hannibal lecter, hannibal nbc, I don't know why this quote haunts me so

"I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. and I looked right through me" -will graham, hannibal nbc, haha too real afsghgh

"it's not normal right? I have these moments that are good. we save someone from dying, my kid does something awesome. it's moments where I should be happy or proud or both. I know that. I just don't feel it." -eddie diaz, 911, yeah yeAH...

"what rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow" -lestat de lioncourt, interview with the vampire

"are you the one who has held me down

my own reflection screams, I start to drown

worn down by each day, it's all the same

I hope you know that you were never to blame" -fade away by the amity affliction

plumeria— are you currently working on any creative projects? if so, what kinds?

I've been working on a couple different drawings, but unfortunately hit art block so by working on i mean barely looking at afsgfhjgkh. uuuh I had a 911 edit I was supposed to be doing but then that also started to suck which is how I ended up with the blood sport - eddie/shannon edit afdghfjh hoping to pick up the other one again though

freesia— what do you want people to remember you for? (serious or non-serious answers)

unserious answer - being a strange and off-putting weirdo

serious answer - I actually have no clue, maybe my kindness also the strange and off-putting thing :) it is also vital that my memory is as far removed from cis-straight as possible

pspsps whO wants to send more of these :)

#asks #thank you!!

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onceupon · 3 years

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London Boy - Part 4: Just friends

summary: You wake up to find Rafe Cameron in your bed. Even though nothing happened, you’re still left trying to make sense of it all.

pairing: Rafe x reader (slowburn)

warnings: swearing, drinking

word count: 5k

a/n: thank you so much to all of you who have been reading along <333 sorry in advance if you want this to progress faster haha, it simply must be this slow, sorry I don't make the rules (even tho I do lol). Not canon Rafe!!

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Your eyes slowly flutter open as the early morning rays wake you up. You didn’t even remember falling asleep. As you slowly gain consciousness you’re startled by the weight of Rafe’s arm draped across your body. What the hell? When did that happen? He spent the night in your bed?

Your mind races at a million miles an hour as you slowly slip out from under his hold. You were careful not to wake him up, not wanting to face any awkwardness. You throw on fresh clothes and grab your backpack, desperate to make your escape. You had wanted to get to school early today to work on some homework anyways, never before so eager to trade in the comfort of your bed for the library.

After a quick pit stop to pick up a coffee and a croissant, you swing the heavy wooden doors open. You liked campus at this hour, the morning light still soft, the air crisp, and the atmosphere silent. As you scan your eyes for a spot to sit, you notice the unmistakable sight of fluffy brown hair hunched over a table.

“Liam?” your whisper. “What the hell are doing here?”

That classic cheeky grin spreads across his face as he looks up to find you standing in front of him. “I go here, Y/n. Forget already?”

You roll your eyes, “I just didn’t know you were the studious type.”

“Not gonna lie to you babe, I’m not. But Rogers is already all the way up my ass over this class, and I’m not letting that prick hold me back a year.”

You pull out the chair across from him and go to sit down, spreading your books out on the table.

“Who said you could sit with?” he asks, and you shoot him a look. You’re not in the mood. “Geez alright, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed… you good Y/n?” he slows, taking in your disheveled appearance. You hadn’t so much as brushed your hair.

“Can you promise not to tell anyone,” you stare dead into his eyes.

“On my life,” he extends his pinky, and you accept.

“Rafe… slept over last night…”

“Oh shit!” he exclaims, and your eyes widen at his echoing voice.

“Not like that,” you hiss, not wanting to draw anymore attention to the two of you. “Nothing happened… like he just came over to watch a show and then we talked for a while and just accidentally… fell asleep. I panicked when I woke up and realized he was still in my bed so I ran out of there as fast as I could and now…. well now I’m here.” You nervously chug your coffee, heart racing.

“So he hung out with you all night and didn’t make a move?”

You nod, nervously awaiting his analysis as you take a bite of your croissant.

“Damn, boy must really like you,” he muses.

“What? Definitely not,” you scoff.

“Y/n, let me tell you a little something about guys. If we really like you, we’re gonna make the time to hang out with you, no matter what. The fact that he’s coming over your room to watch a show and hanging out with you until he physically can’t stay awake - I mean I can’t make it any more obvious to you.”

“I don’t know I just don’t think so… You don’t know Rafe like that, he’s a total player back home. He can pull any girl he wants, so if he liked me like that he would’ve done something by now. This is probably how he is with all his friends and I’m just reading too much into it. I’m sure Lily Colts will be in his bed soon enough,” you mumble. That last part stings in particular, you had already thought it, but saying it out loud made you feel… icky.

“I may not know Rafe like that, but I know guys like him. I am guys like him. He likes you Y/n. So what if he pulls a lot of chicks, he doesn’t actually care about them. But he cares about you, probably can’t even understand why, and now it’s like bam Uno reverse. He can’t pull the cards he normally does, and now you’ve got him confused and he doesn’t know what to do. Man’s down bad. Give him time though, he’ll come around,” he explains to you calmly, stealing your coffee cup from you and taking a sip.

“Honestly can I just start paying you to figure my life out for me. You make everything seem so simple.”

“Because it is simple. You insist on complicating it. But I know how you could pay me,” he adds with a wink and you shoot him a glare. You know he’s just joking (partially), he loves pushing your buttons.

“Well whatever. I’ll believe it when I see it,” you resign on the Rafe matter. You wanted to believe what Liam was saying but it didn’t quite make sense to you. You were only going to drive yourself crazy trying to read between lines that you weren’t sure existed. Rafe was just used to situations like this with girls. To him last night was probably no big deal. It was to you though. You would never let ‘just a friend’ stay over like that, with his arm around you no less. But Rafe didn’t need to know that, you decide.

—-

You manage to avoid Rafe all day, not having any classes with him on Friday’s. As soon as your last class is over, you sprint home, relieved when you’re the first back at the flat and can quickly slip into your room undetected. You set down your bag and sit on the edge of your bed. Your hand slowly runs over your comforter, still ruffled from where Rafe had been laying the night before. The indent of his head is still on your pillow; you can almost smell the scent of him lingering in your room and hear the sound of his soft whispers. You wonder what his first thoughts were when he woke up in your bed alone - was he confused? Embarrassed? He probably thought nothing of it at all. You can just picture him casually getting up with a stretch, like it’s the start of any typical day.

You slip into the shower and let the water wash over your body. It’s warm and soothing, and it’s reminding you of Rafe laying next to you, of his arm wrapped around you. God if there was only a way to shut your brain off once in a while. As much as you tried to suppress it, there had been a tiny part of you that was happy to have woken up in his embrace, giddy like a school girl with a crush. You’d always wondered how a moment like that would feel, or how a moment like that with him would feel. You had conveniently failed to mention the “arm” detail to Liam, maybe because in the back of your mind you knew it would only help prove his theory right.

When you make your way back to your room, your phone buzzes and the Royal Fam 🇬🇧🇺🇸 group chat appears.

Olivia: who wants to go out tonight 😈

Topper: me and Rafe have to be up early tmrw for soccer - rain check on this one ladies

Olivia: :(

Olivia: girls night out??

Millie: you know I’m there!

You’re a little bummed that Rafe won’t be there tonight. But a girls night sounds like just what you need to get him off your mind.

Y/n: I’m in :)

Not even a few minutes later Olivia and Millie are barging into your room, causing you to let out a startled yelp.

“My god, heard of knocking,” you exhale with your hand coming to your chest. Your statement falls on death ears.

“Which jeans with this top,” Olivia asks, holding the clothing items against her body.

“Should I curl or straighten my hair with this,” Millie follows, holding her outfit up.

“Uhh,” your mind scrambles, “those jeans Liv. And straight, Mills,” you reply, shocked by your own decidedness. “But now you guys have to help me, I have no clue what to wear.”

“Say less,” Olivia flashes a smile.

Within minutes they tear through your closet, picking out your outfit. Things were always much more clear with a fresh set of eyes. The three of you discuss the night’s logistics before making your way to the kitchen - couldn’t go drinking on an empty stomach. Rafe and Topper are already there, and you try your best to act natural even though your stomach ties itself in a knot the moment you catch a glimpse of his face. You haven’t seen him since you ran out this morning.

“Uh hey I’m gonna run to Sainsbury’s real quick, I wanna get a chaser, anyone need anything,” you ask, avoiding eye contact with Rafe. Your nerves get the best of you and in terms of fight or flight, you were ready to flee.

“Hey wait I’ll come with you. Gotta pick something up for dinner,” Rafe stands grabbing his jacket, and before you can interject, he’s leading the way down the hall and out your shared flat.

“So what are you chasing tonight?”

“What?” you ask startled, his question pulling you back to reality. Your mind had been running in a loop, trying to read him and the thoughts in his head. You wished now more than ever that you knew what Rafe was like behind closed doors back home, so you could somehow make sense of it all.

He chuckles at you, lost in your own world. “You said you needed a chaser?” Those intimidating blue eyes have found their way to yours again and you hastily look away, focusing in front of you instead.

“Oh yeah- uh just for the vodka,” you laugh nervously.

“Basic,” he mocks. You scoff in surprise and lightly hit him on the chest as the laughter leaves your lips. He’s sporting a shit-eating grin, having successfully egged you on.

“You’re funny if you think I’m gonna do shots of whiskey before going to a club.”

“Well you do owe me one…” he says.

“Oh so he remembers?” you reply, amused.

“Of course,” he states so calm and so sure. Your head swirls at that, his cool confidence making you melt. The automatic doors slide open in front of you, fluorescent lights stealing your attention from the boy you were finding dangerously more attractive by the second.

“I thought we’re supposed to take it together? But someone’s being lame and not coming out tonight,” you say sarcastically, playing it as cool as you can manage. Rafe’s confidence seemed to come naturally, but you were more of a fake-it-till-you-make-it kind of gal.

“Hey you know I have soccer,” he defends. The Kook Prince was not one to turn down a party without cause.

“Excuses excuses,” you shake your head.

“Actually, speaking of soccer, you uh- you and the girls should come tomorrow. If you’re not doing anything. Or not too hungover I should say. Game’s at 12.”

“Can’t make any promises Cameron, but we’ll see,” you smile, earning a satisfied smile from him in return.

You make your way to the frozen food aisle, Rafe explaining to you how they call a soccer field a football pitch here, as you laugh at him grabbing 5 frozen pizzas (dinner solved for the next week, of course). You ask him which chaser you should pick. He points out a cola, so naturally you decide to get blackberry seltzer water, Rafe twisting his face in disgust (who would voluntarily drink that tv static). You always felt so nervous at first, to be in Rafe’s presence, but all it ever took was a few minutes for you to completely relax around him. He was intimidating, yet inviting. Mysterious, yet open. He was somehow the cause of your anxious nerves and yet the source of your comfort. The fear of facing Rafe after running out this morning had paralyzed your thoughts all day, and now you could hardly remember why. He hadn’t mentioned it at all, as if nothing happened. His normalcy confirmed for you that him sleeping over was in fact no big deal, and you almost want to laugh at yourself for how much you had worked it up in your head. You two were just friends, and perhaps Rafe was used to being… a friendlier friend than what you were used to. But that was okay, you could learn to be friendlier too.

—-

Rafe and Topper had decided to accompany you guys in the kitchen as you pregamed. They slowly sipped beers as you, Millie, and Olivia pounded back shots, laughing at the way you guys got progressively drunker and progressively louder before finally heading out. And much to your surprise, the boys were still seated in the same spot hours later, when the three of you stumble back into the flat, McDonalds in hand.

“Oh look who’s still up,” Olivia slurs, taking a bite of her cheeseburger.

“We can’t go out, we have soccer,” Millie mocks, almost falling to the floor as she trips over her heel, Topper and Rafe not making any effort to hide their clear amusement.

“Fun night huh?” Topper quirks his brow.

“The funnest,” Millie holds her head high, sinking down against the wall until she’s sat on the floor. You had made a beeline for the dining room table, silently admiring your chicken nuggets. In that moment, they were the best thing you had ever tasted.

“I want Jake,” Olivia pouts, and before anyone can say a word she’s turned on her heel, burger in hand, off to crawl into her boyfriend’s bed.

“Alright you drunk, let’s get you to bed,” Topper laughs, scooping an incoherent Millie up to her feet by her elbows.

“M’not drunk,” Millie protests, even though she’s leaning her full body weight against Topper who sarcastically nods at her, escorting her down the hallway. Rafe sits on the couch, silently playing with the cards in his hand again, not the least bit uncomfortable with sharing your company in silence.

“I’m mad at you,” you say matter of factly, taking a bite of a french fry. At this point, the alcohol is doing the talking.

“Mad at me?” Rafe stops shuffling the cards and raises his head to look at you, intrigued.

“Yeah because you didn’t come to the club,” you furrow your brows, chucking a fry at him. He catches it instantly, laughing to himself with a shake of his head.

“Don’t worry I saw all your guys’ snaps, I feel like I was practically there.”

“That’s not the same,” you frown, throwing another fry which he catches yet again.

“I’ll try to be there next time,” he laughs.

“That’s better I guess,” you grumble, eating another chicken nugget. The room grows quiet, Rafe training his attention back to the cards.

“When are we watching the next episode Cameron,” you break the silence, chucking another fry. He barely has to look up to catch your latest throw, shaking his head with a chuckle. He puts the cards down and makes his way over to the dining table, standing right above you now.

“Come on, time for you to go to bed,” he beckons you toward him with his arm, to which you only furrow your brows in indignation.

“I’m not done with my food,” you protest.

“Now you are,” he says, grabbing your last fry and finishing it with one bite. “Now c’mon.” You reluctantly grab onto his extended arm to help you get up. You walk down the hall together and he opens your door for you, letting you in as he leans against the frame. You immediately fall back and collapse on to your bed with a gasp, you didn’t remember it feeling so soft when you were sober.

“Goodnight L/n,” Rafe laughs, staring down at you.

“Goodnight Rafe,” you mumble, seconds away from passing out. He smiles to himself at the sight of you still in the outfit and shoes you had been out in, bent in surely the most uncomfortable position possible, legs half way off the bed, yet somehow already asleep. He’s about to head back to his room, but he hesitates, turning back to you with a sigh. As slowly and quietly as he can, he pulls your shoes off for you, lifts your legs onto the bed, and covers you in your blanket. And just as quick, he slips out of your room and back into his.

—-

You wake up the next morning, letting out a groan when you realize you’re still in the outfit you had worn clubbing. Your head dully aches and your throat is desert dry so you force yourself up and to the kitchen. When you see the aftermath of McDonald’s containers on the table, vague memories start flooding your brain in horror. You couldn’t have… could you? Did you actually throw french fries at him? You close your eyes and slowly run your hand over your face in realization. Great, you think to yourself, Rafe probably thinks you’re an annoying idiot. Good grief.

You hear the door of the flat opening and Olivia appears in the kitchen, holding a plate of breakfast sandwiches, your mouth watering at the sight.

“Thank the lovely lads in apartment 4E,” she laughs, placing them on the table. “Oh god, we went hard last night didn’t we,” she says, taking in the sight of the flat.

“A little too hard…” you remark.

“No such thing, darling! Now eat up and get dressed, we’ve got a match to catch,” she declares before disappearing down the hall where you can hear muffled groans of Millie being reluctantly dragged out of her bed. You sigh and sink down into a chair, grabbing a sandwich and taking a bite. Heaven. You make a mental note to thank Jake for his chef skills. You had completely forgotten that you and the girls were supposed to go watch Rafe and Topper’s match today. Your worries about having to face Rafe yesterday had been quick to melt away, but today they were back with a new vengeance.

—-

“Okay no one wander off when we get there. Y/n, fair warning, these games get… rowdy,” Millie says, as the three of you walk toward the field, arms linked.

“Things get pretty crazy at Kildare too,” you laugh, “so yeah, don’t fucking let me out of your sight.”

The three of you shake off your fits of laughter as you stumble toward the stands, finding a spot amongst the already packed crowd. You’re finally able to take in your surroundings, glancing at the field ahead. The opposing team is warming up on the pitch, clad in red. Westheath’s team is off to the side, the boys stretching and getting ready in their white uniforms. The dirty blonde immediately catches your eye. He’s jumping and jogging in place, headphones in as though he’s tuning out the physical noise around him, and probably the mental noise too. You wonder if he’s listening to one of the songs he showed you the other night.

He pauses his jogging to stretch out his arms, his eyes glazing over the stands, when suddenly they lock with yours. Your cheeks flush pink, embarrassed at having been caught staring, but his face just pulls into a wide grin and he gives you a wave. You wave back, and he does a quick hand motion that everyone does at Kildare games back home. You laugh and do the responding gesture, as he smiles cheekily at you before a teammate comes up to him, pulling his focus away. The exchange was brief, but oddly intimate. There was a whole field and a couple dozen people between you, and yet you two were the only witnesses to the interaction. You smile to yourself, relief in the fact that maybe getting a french fry chucked at him wasn’t enough to make him hate you after all. You wonder briefly if Rafe spends half as much time overanalyzing things the way you do. Liam was right, you do insist on overcomplicating things.

“Hey, earth to Y/n!” Olivia laughs, waving her hand in front of your face. “The game is starting!”

—

The final score flashes on the screen: 4-2, a win for Westheath. The students are going nuts, rushing the field. Olivia and Millie lead the way, pushing through the crowd until you guys reach Rafe and Topper.

“Let’s go boys!!” Olivia yells, jumping up and down with the sea of bodies and beer around you. Rafe and Topper react with equal enthusiasm, pulling each of you in for a hug. You and Rafe are the last to hug, him pulling you in brief but close against his large sweaty body, arms wrapped around you. You don’t even mind the stickiness of the hug, feeling deja vu at the warm feeling of being in his embrace again; a feeling that is foreign yet familiar, one you hadn’t felt before.

“Did you guys see Rafe’s goal in the second half!?” Topper asks, clapping his friend on the back.

“Of course we did, super star!” Millie cheers, giving Rafe a high five as he humbly shakes his head and laughs at his friends. The mental image of his goal was burned in your head, one that your mind would certainly play for you involuntarily over the next coming days.

“Alright we gotta go do some stuff with the team, but everyone’s going to Central Bar later. See you guys there?” Rafe asks.

“You got it,” Olivia replies, and they jog off with quick waves, you meeting those blue eyes in silent acknowledgement once again. It was that gaze that always made the rest of the world seem to disappear while his eyes met yours, making your heart skip a beat. He’s just a friend, you remind yourself. Just a tall, attractive, soccer-playing friend…

—

“Y/n! Liv! We’re doing a round!” Jake calls you and Olivia over to where him and Liam are already at the bar, four shot glasses ordered and lined up.

“On three! One, two-“ Liam chants, as the four of you down the alcohol. Central Bar had been buzzing with what felt like half of Westheath’s student body all day. After the game, you and the girls had gone back to your flat to nap and eat, before meeting up with Jake, Liam, and the rest of their boys to head to the bar. Rafe and Topper were already pretty buzzed when you guys got there, playing a round of table tennis with you before the rest of the soccer team and their other friends pulled their attention away. You couldn’t help the way your whole body tensed when Rafe greeted Lily with a tight hug, humbling you with the confirmation that Rafe’s actions toward you weren’t anything special. You resolved yourself to a night of drinking and dancing your worries away with Liv and Liam instead.

“Alright, round of table tennis? You two against me and Y/n?” Liam challenges.

“Please, I saw Y/n playing before, you guys have nothing on us,” Olivia flashes an evil smile, her competitive side coming out.

“Oh it’s on Liv,” you laugh, as your foursome stakes your claim at the pong table. While Olivia and Jake gather the balls and paddles, you notice Liam grimacing off into the distance. You follow his line of sight, landing on Topper and Millie drunkenly dancing together across the bar, a bit too close for comfort.

“What is she doing with that geezer,” he mumbles.

“Liam! Jealousy is unbecoming of you,” you gasp in mock disbelief.

“I’m not jealous,” he scoffs, and you quickly realize that he actually is, even though you had just been joking. Your jaw falls slack as you put two and two together. Liam and Millie were always by each other’s side, at school, at the pub, when you were all watching a movie at his apartment a few nights ago. He would tease her relentlessly and his own words rang in your ears If we really like you, we’re gonna make the time to hang out with you, no matter what.

“Shut up! Shut up!,” you whisper yell, hand coming to your mouth. “I should have realized this whole time… of course you like Millie! Everything you’ve been telling me you think exists between me and Rafe has actually been about her! She’s your Uno reverse card!” You’re shocking even yourself at these revelations.

“No no no, you can’t use my own words of wisdom against me, that’s not how this works Y/n. So what, maybe I slightly give a shit about Millie? Who cares. Her and I both know that’s never gonna happen. I still stand by everything I said about you and Rafe so don’t think your getting off so easy on that.”

“Then tell me why you’re staring at Millie while Rafe hasn’t so much as glanced my way since the minute Lily Colts got here, hmm?”

“Oh Y/n, Y/n Y/n Y/n,” Liam tuts, shaking his head laughing as he turns to the game your group of four is about to begin. You don’t have the energy to argue with Liam over the matter right now, oblivious to the fact that Rafe had indeed been glancing your way, several times. In fact, he was glancing at you right now, as Liam reached his arm over yours to help you actually hold the paddle the right way. You just hadn’t been glancing back to notice, scared of what you may or may not see between him and Lily if you did.

—

The night dies down and it’s time for the pilgrimage back to your building. You’re walking with Millie when Liam quickly falls in step with you two. You give him a knowing smirk, to which he responds with a glare behind Millie’s back, but you let the two banter as you fall behind, now walking alone. You stare ahead, eyes mindlessly settling on Lily walking in between Callum and Henry at the front of the pack. You don’t notice the pair of legs that begin moving in pace next to your own.

“Tonight, by the way,” Rafe’s voice startles you as you jump next to him. He chuckles at the confusion written all over your face. “You asked last night when we’re watching the next episode. And my answer is tonight, L/n,” he states.

“Haven’t you been up since like the crack of dawn? Aren’t you tired?” you ask incredulously.

“Too tired for Game of Thrones? Never,” he scoffs, Liam’s words ringing in your ear. If we really like you, we’re gonna make the time to hang out with you, no matter what.

“Well then tonight it is,” you smile. “Sorry about the french fries last night by the way,” you say meekly, looking down at the sidewalk in front of you, cheeks burning.

“Seriously L/n, talk about a horrible throw. Room for improvement,” he jokes with a comforting smile, saving you from yourself.

“Good game by the way,” you add, grateful for the way he was letting you off.

“Thanks,” he looks at you, shoving his hands in his pocket. You turn to look at him too, and after a few moments laughter is taking you both apart. Nothing funny was said. Neither of you knew why you were laughing. And yet it felt natural, not an ounce of awkwardness in the air.

As your whole group walks into the building, people begin to peel off, splitting towards staircases and off elevator stops.

“I’m fucking beat,” yawns Topper, as you and all your flatmates file into your hall.

“I’m gonna sleep like a baby tonight,” Millie yawns in agreement. One by one everyone files off into their rooms. You open your door, backing into yours, Rafe across the hall from you backing into his. Laughter tugs at both your faces once again, as you let your doors close. You manage to change into your sweats and brush your teeth before you hear the light rap on your door. Rafe enters, in a t-shirt and gray sweatpants, your weakness. But you feel comfortable being alone with him now. The Rafe jitters had finally began to subside.

“Alright L/n, episode 4, you ready for this?” he asks, plopping down in his spot next to you.

“Oh I’m very ready,” you reply, sitting up to reach for your laptop which was resting by your feet. As you lean back, you find yourself in Rafe’s arm. He had extended it out before you sat back, effortlessly catching you against him. His hand rests casually on your arm, and you gulp, pressing play. You pray he can’t feel the way your heartbeat quickens and your body flushes. So much for those jitters being gone.

The episode plays, you and Rafe making comments here and there before your chatter eventually dies down, leaving just the sound of the show to fill the room. You can feel Rafe’s body lean further and further down, becoming heavier and breathing slower. You very slowly turn to check, and sure enough he’s fast asleep. You sigh, and shut your laptop, careful not to stir him. You could easily shake him awake, tell him to go to his bed, but for some reason you don’t. You don’t mind him here. In fact, you almost prefer it, his body heat keeping you warm. He had already slept over once before and it clearly hadn’t been a big deal, so what was the harm in letting it happen again? You’re just friends after all, you remind yourself, not sure who you’re trying to convince. And so, the two friends fall asleep in the same bed again.

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🏷: @hopebaker @pogueslandia @mardema

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron imagine

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Surrounded by the Moon and Stars ✷ 30

Pairings: Sirius B, F!Reader, Remus L Warnings: Language, angst, meeting new characters Important Question: do you guys prefer shorter or longer chapters? also, I listened to first love / late spring by Mitski for this ch if anyone else wants to listen along!

【 Masterlist | Previous Chapter | ao3 】

Chapter 30: Like a Tall Child

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Remus was alone for the trip back to King’s Cross; not wanting to be stuck with James or Peter who would only pester him. He mulled over his thoughts as his head rested against the window, watching the scenery whip by. But the more he had time to think, it caused more guilt to build; they were only trying to be supportive. They cared so much, still willing to associated with someone like… him. And all he did was push them away. He didn’t deserve real mates like them.

Remus tried to distract himself: knitting, drawing — reading next year’s material, but settled on pulling out his cartridge of cigarettes. About to light one, his attention was drawn to the soft knocking on the carriage door. Lily was there, waving before coming in.

“Hey,” she said, closing the door and sitting down. “I wanted to say bye for the summer.”

He exhaled, now itching for the rush of nicotine while Lily fidgeted in her seat. He already knew why she was there.

“Sev — Snape — came to me a couple days ago…”

It was impossible to escape, wasn’t it?

“They’re mad, his theories… He’s been telling me the entire year and kept going on about this one story… wild story of you and Y/N and the other Marauders…” Lily looked up nervously.

Instead of getting angry, Remus closed his eyes, feeling himself sink further into the cushions, centring his breathing. “What did he say?”

“He’s been telling me you’re a… a...”

“Werewolf?”

She froze at the word, having to take a deep inhale and suddenly looked paler than usual. Remus wanted to jump out of the moving train. “Yes,” she stated, “But I told him to bugger off.”

Lily stopped again, meeting his eyes. “So… It’s true?”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

Lily sat straight, leaning over and even putting a hand on her chest, close to her heart. “I’ll take it to the grave.”

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(Letters between Y/N and friends)

To my lovely Whiskers, I hope your summer has been grand so far. Are you sure you can’t spend time with me? It’s been so lonely. Prongs

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Dear Bambi, Unfortunately, I can’t. Mom’s dragging me to New York for the month. Something about being invited to do a special surgery. Said leaving me alone will do no good. I promise to bring you back a souvenir? How are things with Black? Whiskers

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My adoring, wonderful Whiskers, And it hasn’t. My parents are concerned. They’ve been trying to get me to talk about what happened but I can’t. Dumbledore and McGonagall have already started their punishments. He lost over 200 points for next year, got detention for half the year and he can’t try out for the Quidditch team if he wanted to. I wonder what they’ll do next. I love souvenirs! All things Muggle! Yours truly, Prongs/Bambi/James

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July 20th, 1976 Meet me in Times Square at 1 pm on the 8th. There’s a bench outside a bagel store, there’s no way you’ll miss it. Until next time, Matthew G.

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¡Hola! Greetings from Barcelona! My brothers took a few weeks off to spend time with me to come to Spain with my parents! They’re dragging me to a football game later. I heard they call it ‘soccer’ in North America. M. McKinnon

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Y/N L/N, Hello, I hope you’re having a wonderful break. Your letters are the highlight of my day and they keep me busy. So I hate to inform you that you need to stop sending me letters for now. I’m not supposed to be getting any and my parents are going to start confiscating them if I receive any more. I’m sorry. I can’t wait to see you in the fall. R.A.B

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I’m visiting Tuney with my parents in a few days. She moved to London for a clerical job in March and we’re meeting her boyfriend, Vernon! He sounds nice but she’s told me she’s nervous about me and magic around him. Lily

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Petals! I’m sure you’ll be fine! Who couldn't love you? Write back and tell me what happens!

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Whiskers, I’m with my parents up in Wales in their cottage. I was born there before having to move for my Dad’s work. Also, I think I have to get a rabbit. James always told people that I got my scars from a poorly behaved rabbit and if I’m not seen with one soon, people will start to question. Remus

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Does this mean I get to call you Moony now? Professor Moony? Wales? And that’s where that small accent comes from. It bleeds through when you’re concentrating or relaxing. And a rabbit? At least they’re cute! I’m sure you can just Transfigure a book though. Y/N

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Professor Moony? Haha, okay! And really? I never knew. I’m kind of embarrassed now. I’ve thought about that but at this point, I think it would be easier just to have one.

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Oh no! It’s nice! Gives you personality. I think it suits you well How about… Moody Moony near full moons? And Moody Moony Mondays on Mondays.

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Now you’ve gone too far. Bloody fucking Moody Moony? Have you ever heard of Mad-Eye Moody?

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Would you prefer 'my Moony' then?

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Yes, actually.

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August 6th, 1976

“Hurry up!”

She thudded down from the top of the staircase, dragging her trunk behind while her mother sped out of the terminal door, flagging down one of the zipping yellow taxis with her luggage in hand.

It was strange, being with her mother again after almost a year apart. She hadn’t come to King’s Cross again, instead sending her a bus fare in anticipation of school ending. She hoped for some sort of recognition, any kind of sign that she was missed but was only given a side-armed hug and delved back into work.

Y/N wondered if maybe she just didn’t want her there, hoping she would get lost and never come back. She only had been on a bus in London twice, therefore almost ensuring that she would get lost and would have stayed lost if she didn’t have extra spare change to use a payphone.

Ignoring the crackle of whispers as she strode to the cab, people blatantly stared at her unnatural coloured hair, as she entered the car, slamming the door shut.

“Where ya ladies off too?” Said the driver, pulling out a map from their car door.

“Cranberry Street, Brooklyn Heights.”

It was a quiet drive, aside from the driver drumming their fingers on the steering wheel at the sound of the Bee Gees blasting in the background. She watched other cabs whipping back and forth, people going on with their days, the dirty streets and building under construction.

“Hey, mom?” She asked, reasoning now was a good time to talk about her OWL results. She’d gotten them mere seconds before leaving their house back in London and she’d been putting off looking at the results until now.

She only grunted, flicking through one of her medical journals, jotting down notes. “I don’t have time right now.”

Y/N sighed, that familiar sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach expanded again. “It’s kind of important.”

“Not now.” She waved her hand and ended the conversation.

Thirty minutes later, the cab came to a stop as they grabbed their luggage and strolled up to the brownstone building they were renting for the month.

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Jet lag got to her as she unwinded lounged until finally getting up from bed that morning as her mom rushed around the house. She frantically was putting on shoes, dressed impeccably sharp, no doubt in hopes to make an impression as her eyes flew across her journal. Her feet were scrambling to the door as she flung her bag over her shoulder.

“Have a good d —” And then the door slammed shut.

She stared blankly at the door for a while and then turned around, getting ready for her day. A daint drum of excitement yet nervousness built up, pushing aside that sinking feeling. Today she was going to see Matthew again.

Having a few hours to spare, Y/N walked around, marvelling at the tall buildings and lights before heading into the heart of Time Square, immediately spotting the bench outside the bagel shop. She sat, waiting for him anxiously. She made sure to wear a hat, covering any sight of hair to avoid weird stares and chatter.

But then a few minutes turned into ten and then twenty minutes later.

Slipping out the letter again to make sure, she re-read it. Time Square, at one, today… near the bagel shop…

“Where y’at?”

Her head lifted as she jumped to her feet and pulled each other into a tight hug.

“Matthew!”

His face nuzzled into the side of her neck, arms wrapped around tight as her face pressed gently into his chest. Eventually, she pulled away - arms outstretched to get a good look.

Matthew Gaplin looked different. His hair, coarse and thick, had grown. He was taller, filled out more, tan skin became even tanner from the beating sun and he filled out.

His smile was large. “S’been so long.”

She gave him a small whack!

“Ow!” He jumped back, “What’s wrong wiv ya?”

“I thought you stood me up.”

“Sorry, doing something for Mom. Had to wait on line forever.”

He looked down bashfully, now staring at the hat. His face made a disgusted look. “It’s disgusting out. Why are you wearing —” Curiously lifting the hat, his lids widened astronomically as Y/N grabbed it, covering her wild hair.

“I told you,” she hissed.

“Right the Potter sport!” He gave a full-body laugh. “Oh come on, I wanna see it again!”

But her hand clamped down on that hat to prevent him from pulling it off. “No! The Muggles keep judging —“

“Muggles?” Matthew’s brows furrowed. “The fuck is a Muggle? Sounds… demeaning.”

“Sorry, it’s what they call No-Majs.”

“Ahh,” and then he moved to loop an arm around her shoulders and continued to walk. “Too good to use ol’American terms?”

“Turned British snob.”

They laughed loudly as he took charge, showing her around the city. There was something so calming amid the chaos of New York. The bustle, low chatter and his enthusiasm made it all the better.

Soon enough, after hours of walking around, they both came to a stop in a large park as they grew hungry. Matthew disappeared for a while, leaving her alone to lay down on the soft grass before returning, holding up a brown bag with two drinks.

“Got us bagels wiv schmear.”

She mumbled out a thanks and took it from him as he sat down on the grass beside her.

“Missed ya, really.”

She shoved him playfully, his head dropping bashfully. “Shut up.”

It stayed quiet for a bit, as they listened to the birds chirping until he broke the silence again. “Ya thinkin’ ‘bout moving back eventually, right?”

“Why?”

Matthew gave her a haughty look, contemplating his words carefully. “Do ya… not know? They’re losing the war.”

Momentary terror gripped her heart but she swallowed it down fast. “Matthew,” her voice dropped, “Please, I want a fun summer… can we not talk about the war? I have more than enough time to worry later."

He wanted to keep talking, worried for his good friend but he refrained, biting down on his lip and nodded stiffly.

“So…” he thought to himself, contemplating how to change the direction of their conversation and fast. “Fess up, what’s been goin’ on over there.”

“Huh?”

“You’re telling me you haven't — what is it called? Kissing?”

“Snogging?”

He smiled. “You’re telling me you haven’t snogged anyone of those rich Old-Majs yet?”

“Nope!” She spoke too quickly and voice was a little too high.

“Liar. Ya going tell me who then?” Y/N looked down, hand going to fiddle with the fem of her clothes while Matthew shook her. “Come on! Tell me!”

“Fine! His name is Sirius Black.”

Matthew's eyes widened in recognition as he sat upright. “You don’t mean the Black family? Gawd! No way!”

“What?”

“And ya don’t even know!” Matthew was full of amusement. “They’re one of the oldest wizarding families out there! Are you still wiv him?”

Y/N stopped, trying to conceal a chuckle. She didn’t have it in her to lie anymore. “No! He almost got me killed.”

“Ha. Ha, very clever. Fine, don’t tell me.”

“You? Anything exciting?”

Matthew snorted. “Fought over a fin if that counts as exciting.”

“You know that’s not what I'm talking about,” she teased.

He abruptly became very serious and it had Y/N sitting up straighter. Matthew breathed in, this time not looking at her but instead at his metal pop can. “I’ve… had a tumble wiv a few... didn’t matter their… genders.”

It took a second for his words to click in but when it did, her mouth fell open and saw his face fall as she pulled him into a tight hug. “I don’t care who you cop, just be safe and have fun.”

He mumbled into her shoulder. “Been rehearsing that since I knew you were visitin’.”

“Love ya, could never judge you.” He tried to look insulted from the babying but prickled with tears before wiping them away quickly.

“Bless ya!”

“You alright though?”

“Now that I know your reaction, never betta. Now, you talk, enough ‘bout me.”

After making sure he was okay, Y/N prattled about Hogwarts. Matthew would pop in a few times, asking her to clarify or ask what words the British used — he often called her his ‘British insight.’ She rambled much about her day, her new friends but made sure to leave out a few details. Matthew became peculiarly silent through most of her speech. It wasn’t like him to not try to speak up, but he looked at her with something she’d only seen a few times prior.

Matthew stared at her for a long time, analyzing with underlying adoration. “What did them Brits do to ya?”

She looked at him, waiting for him to continue. “Ya sound different.” He says calmly, going to sip on his pop. “Talk funny.”

“Tawk funny,” she mocked and earned a shove. “Different? How so?”

“Everything ‘bout you seems different. Y’look happier,” he smiles, although there was a twinge of hurt. “Talk softer, look different — move differently and ya voice sounds different… but the same.”

She takes a bit of her food. “I hope that isn’t a bad thing.”

Matthew smiles gently, sheepish but there. “Not at all.”

She smiled back. Matthew always knew how to make her smile and it felt good, normal.

“Happy looks good on ya.”

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She finally sat down, tired from the long day she spent wandering the city. But it wasn’t long until a tapping sound came from the window. Celeste was there, waiting with a letter in her beak. She walked up to her, letting her fly inside and opened the letter.

Got my OWL results. Outstanding in Astronomy, DADA, Charms, Transfigs. Exceeds Expectations in everything else but an Acceptable in Potions. Moony

She re-read that last part. Remus getting Acceptable in Potions? Her attention travelled to the stark white envelope peeking out from the side pocket of her carry-on. She marched up to it, ripping it open and scanned the paper.

Outstanding in Transfiguration, Potions and Herbology, Arithmancy. Exceeds Expectations in everything else except Poor in History of Magic. She cringed at that.

She immediately got up from her seat. Rushing over to the master bedroom, peeking her head in. “Mom?” She said quietly, “Can I talk to you.”

“Didn’t I tell you I was busy?” Her voice cut through. “It’s not the time to be a nuisance.”

A scorching feeling of anger thrummed through her but kept her voice low and steady. “That was a few days ago.”

"My answer didn't change."

Any semblance of calm vanished. “It’s about my OWLs. My future. I need some sort of guidance.”

“I wouldn’t understand them,” she sighed and peered up. There was an odd expression, borderlining on confusion and something else. “It’s not the same. I’m not a… witch like you are. I don’t know how to help you.”

“I’ll make it into No-Maj terms?” Y/N’s voice was tight and came rushing over to where she sat on the couch. And laid out her examination results. “Look, an O is the same as getting an A! It’s the highest grade you can get. And here,” she pointed, “My teacher, Professor Slughorn, invites me to parties because of my work in Potions class. I’m one of his top students.”

She glanced at her mom excitedly but was met with a look of annoyance and slight judgement. But she continued, “A-and in Herbology I'm doing excellent too! I was becoming interested in becoming a Healer. I told you in my letters. It’s similar to being —”

“I’m sorry,” her mother said but it didn’t have any trace of guilt or sorrow, “I’m busy and you’re getting in the way of work — my achievements — that you know are important.”

“Are mine not important?”

A thick, profound silence filled the space between them. Everything about the connotation had her averting her body, feeling the sinking in her chest explode. From the war, traumatic near death experience and her mother's constant aloof nature, it was her cracking point.

Snatching the OWLs results, she walked out the door, shutting it gently before diving into her room; throwing the covers over her head.

All the New-Maj and No-Maj children were told stories of the Boogeyman. To Y/N, it felt comparable to reverting to a small child as she tucked herself into a tight ball. She recalled watching all the other children running up their parents, being roped with large hugs and smiles, surrounded with infinite quantities of love as they left the school playground. She remembered being envious, wanting to have two parents as the images of the Boogeyman drew near.

There was an overwhelming sense to scream — to cry out for guidance as the knot in her stomach grew. Instead of her mother coming to her rescue — to reassure, to give any sense of security or safety while other parents would scare off the Boogeyman or monsters ready to nip at their children’s toes under the bed, Y/N was left in the dark as all sense of relief or love vanished. It left her vulnerable, exposed to the monsters lurking in the dark.

Her mother may have not been physically absent but it sure felt like it.

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【 Next Chapter 】

Slang dictionary:

Fin = $5 / five dollar bill Bagels with schmear = bagels with cream cheese Wait on line = the same as 'Wait in line' Pop = Canadian slang for soda / soft drinks Sport / old sport = (depending on the context) a term of endearment similar to buddy, pal, friend

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This is just a general question. Anyone a fan of sports? If so, what kind(s)?

Pandora: I like watching people fight. I mean, battle. It's the same thing. Ignace from Team ACT likes to challenge people after drinking the Special Attack Special from the cafe, and I like watching. I just like seeing all the different magic people use.

Malachi: I was a bit fond of Contest Spectaculars. Instead of being strictly about knocking out the opponent, the goal is to impress first and foremost by being clever or extravagant. Stymieing your opponent by using moves in ways they wouldn't ordinarily be used will give you a much better edge. It's a wonderful show of skill. I've participated in a few myself, and for as clever as I am, those people have been training their entire lives for these competitions, so I've never won first place, haha!

Lily: 'Kay, so of course I love watching League Battles, ha-ha-ha, I bet you saw that coming a million miles away. That's fine! I'm predictable! I get it. But how 'bout a Battle Royale? Last one standing wins, and it's epic.

Thomas: Chess.

Lily: Seriously?

Malachi: Oh, really? I'd never taken you for the type, Thomas!

Thomas: No, not really. It's a pastime at best.

Malachi: Ha, well, we ought to play sometime! I'm a bit rusty myself, but I do like a good game!

Thomas: Er -- Buh -- Oh, uh... Yeah. S-sure. Sometime.

#haphazard comic #ask haphazard #malachi #lily #pandora #thomas #delphox #eevee #braixen #incineroar #pokemon #anonymous

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Ahhh yes someone linked me that tweet on discord, it made me SO happy! There’s no heterosexual explanation for any of that episode tbh. It was an absolute delight.

Yeah, I wouldn’t expect Disney to accept it, but I’m so glad it’s there.

This ask surprised me, because it felt pretty obvious that was Lily, and I hadn’t really questioned why. I guess... next to Eda, almost the same hair colour as Eda, her eye colour (only just visible in the photo, but visible nonetheless), forelocks like Eda’s, and looking kind of sour and annoyed. Also I had been very slightly spoiled by seeing someone’s username “lilyshairwaspoofierthanedas” so I knew she hadn’t always been sleek, lol.

Man, I only saw Bend It Like Beckham once, and it was a long time ago, but I remember it being about as explicitly gay as anything I ever saw at that age. Wow, sports!

...oof. Yeah. I’m amazed she was still walking.

She is! She definitely has that ‘lawful stupid’ paladin edge to her, even though the laws in question are often evil as hell. She follows the rules and expects everyone else to do the same, and it comes back to bite her over and over. (Of course, then you look at that versus her defining moment being an actively harmful method of cheating, and wonder if it’s compensating for her greatest regret....)

It was her childhood dream, and it’s a dream that was actively harmful-- to her sister, in obvious ways, to her, as it’s run her ragged under a lying supervisor, and to their community at large as it’s the support system for a tyrant. Her leaving it will probably be very good for her in the longer run, but it’s still painful as hell for her right now. I’m not gonna say she didn’t deserve it, because she absolutely did, but it’s definitely rough.

Hey thanks, I’m really glad to hear you’re enjoying! I’m not gonna all the way finish Tutu before I carry on with Owl House, but I’m definitely going to do an episode or two before I start the next season, and I’ll try to wind them in more frequently. I’m also going to do a big post of my s2 predictions before I keep going, but I’m still typing that up haha.

...that’s surreal as hell. Wow. It’s been a while since I was into a show that was actively airing-- IT gets dropped several at a time, and b4 was all at once, so I think it’s been... since SUF was on. Woah.

#owl house #the owl house #owl house liveblog #owlblog #pdaliceblogs #owl 19 #asks #martinkhall #anonymous #long post

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hello there, i was wondering if i could get a matchup for marvel and harry potter with a scenario and a love song? im 5'9, a cancer, and my pronouns are she/they. my love language is gift giving and quality time. mt ideal date would probably be travelling somewhere tropical together for a week or so. i play 4 sports and im currently studying modern history and gov. i enjoy music quite a lot, especially songs that tell a story. i have shoulder length light brown hair thats bleach underneath. i have 8 piercings and want much more. i enjoy art, specifically chaos art. as in its all over the place. i usually smell like lavende, acacia or vanilla.i dress like a rich mom, thats the best way to say it. i enjoy big makeup and lots of jewelr. i also find crystals rather fascinatin. i play video games regularly and like savory over sweet. thank you loads and make sure youre taking care of yourself :)

Hello dear 💖 for the Harry Potter ship I match you with:

Sirius black 💖

- he fell in love with you after you introduced yourself to lily and James. You spent time with each other eventually he starts to have a crush on you.

- I picture you to be the rich person so Sirius is the bad boy that tries to win the popular girls heart.

- he would take you flying all over Hogwarts. He would even fly around the castle when no one's looking.

Sirius: look y/n wanna go higher!

Y/n: not any higher then this ahhhh *Sirius flies higher*

Sirius: y/n your beautiful dove! Your hair is flying in the wind haha!

Y/n: that's because your flying faster *laughs out loud*

- initially your dating style would be envious to many girls even Rita Skeeter posting "popular bad boy dating rich Slytherin".

- Sirius doesn't have anywhere to go and after staying with you he knew what love ment.

- you marry in the order and have a pure blooded child. They have your hair and his eyes, they are sorted into Slytherin.

- your love song:

For your marvel matchup I ship you with:

Tony stark 🤑

- you joined the agency filled after partnering with black widow. Your looks caught him off guard however you weren't to be trusted. You had many secrets but did enjoy your affair with stark.

- you were the good looking people a spy and a playboy. The interesting duo of a top news love story.

- you often went on dates with Tony at restaurants and travelled the world. He proposed to you on a beach.

Y/n: Tony what are you doing

Tony: y/n it's been a while and I wanted to ask will you marry me *kneels down in the sand*

Y/n: oh Mr stark you truly do know how to please a woman after all *smirks*

Tony: *kisses y/n*

Y/n: I love you tony

- you married in a chapel after all the avengers join but pepper she was heartbroken. Your child has your hair and his eyes. They become the next iron man.

- your theme song:

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta 💫

#marvel matchup #marvel matchups open #Harry Potter matchup #Harry Potter matchups open

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emmerrald · 3 years

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Opposites Attracts (part 2) chilumi fanfic

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Part 1

Previously:

“Aw come on, you don’t want to celebrate with me? It will be my treat.” Childe said with a puppy dog eyes.

Lumine on the other hand can’t resist the look of Childe. She sigh and finally give up, “Fine... But let me change my clothes first.” Childe sheepishly smiled and nod.

“So, where are we going exactly?” Lumine ask Childe on their way to the parking lot.

“We’re going to Wanmin Restaurant. The food there is so delicious I tell ya’!” Childe said and get on his sport-bike.

“That’s in Liyue right? Won’t that be too long for us to get there?” Lumine said to Childe while he gives her a helmet.

“That’s okay, we have a waypoint you know?” Childe said with an obvious face on his face, while crossing his hands.

Lumine line her lips and blink at Childe, “Vehicles can use the waypoint? really?” Lumine said with a shock face.

Childe laugh at her, and turn his key on the sport-bike, “Yeah, don’t worry. Now hop in.” Childe gestured Lumine to ride behind his back. Lumine hop in, she looks at Childe’s broad shoulder and started to sweat. “Wait did she already hop in? She’s so light I can’t feel her.” Childe thought and check at Lumine. “Yep, she’s there.”

“W-where do I put my hands?” Lumine thought and decided to put her hands on the handle in the back of the bike. Childe look at Lumine and smile worriedly at her.

“If you don’t want to die, I won’t put my hands over there if I were you.” Childe said and started his sport-bike.

When the sport-bike move, Lumine put her arms around Childe’s torso and hug it tightly, “Eek!! This is too fast! Very too fast for me!” Lumine thought and she started to sweat.

“Eek!!” Lumine squeal and close her eyes. As for Childe, he just chuckle and find it cute.

“We’re here.” Childe said and hop off on his bike and remove his helmet. He looked at Lumine whose eyes spinning like crazy.

“W-We’re here? t-that’s fast. I thought I-I’ll almost die..” Lumine said and remove her helmet and put it in front of her. Childe laugh and lend out a hand to Lumine so she can get down safely. “Thank you..”

“Let’s go inside and eat. I know you must be hungry right now.” Childe said to Lumine and she sigh.

“Can’t argue with that.” Lumine said and follow Childe inside.

“Table for two please.” Childe said to the waiter and he show where they will be eating. Childe pull out the chair so Lumine can sit.

“Thank you.” Lumine said and smile at Childe. Childe sit in front of her and smile back.

“So what do you want to eat?” Childe said, Lumine look at the menu and her eyes go wide. “This restaurant is too expensive for me!!” Lumine sweat at the thought and look at Childe who is happily smiling at her.

Lumine look back at the menu and choses the least expensive one, “T-then I choose the Mora Meat... please.” Lumine said and Childe frown at her.

“You know it’s okay. It’s my treat anyways.” Childe said and rest his head on his hands and Lumine look at Childe while half of her face hides behind the menu.

“B-But all of these are expensive.” Lumine said and point out to Childe the whole menu. Childe blinked at Lumine and started to giggle. “W-What’s so funny?”

“Oh it’s nothing. Don’t worry just pick anything you like, I insist.” Childe said and call on the waiter.

“Calla Lily Seafood Soup please.” Childe said and Lumine look at the waiter and smile at him, “Same as him please.”

The waiter blush and this make Childe uncomfortable, “S-Sure ma’am, anything you like to add?”

“Oh there’s nothing more, what about you Childe?” Lumine look at Childe who was glaring at the waiter, Lumine brows furrowed and tap his arms, and Childe look at her.

“What?”

“I asked if you want to add something more.” Lumine said and cross her arms and Childe shakes his head no. “Well, that would be all sir.” Lumine said and the waiter walks away blushing.

“You know Lumine,” Lumine was startled because of Childe calling her name out of nowhere, “You should stop smiling like that in front of other men.”

“Why? It doesn’t suit me?” Lumine ask Childe and she touch her mouth.

“Oh no, it suits you perfectly,” Childe said and started to glare once more at the waiter, “But you will catch wolves if you do that.”

“What?!! I can catch wolves if I smile?!” Lumine ask innocently at Childe. Childe sighed and roll his eyes.

“Didn’t your father taught you that men are wolves?” Childe said and raise his brow at Lumine.

“What?! Men can transfer into a wolf?!” Lumine ask shocked, and Childe once again sigh.

“Her father must be an airhead.” Childe thought, and shake his head, “No they cannot. *sigh* It’s nothing just forget about it.” Childe said.

“If you say so...” Lumine said and pout, “Wow she gets over with it really fast.” Childe thought and started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Lumine ask Childe. Childe smiles at Lumine and pats her head,

“I thought you’re just cute and didn’t I say that you look beautiful in that outfit?”

Lumine blush so hard on what Childe just said. Lumine gripped her skirt and avoid Childe’s gaze. “I-Is this one of your moves, s-so that girls could fall in love with you?! Well sorry, it d-doesn’t work for me!” Lumine said with a stern voice.

Childe was shock to hear that and remove his hand above Lumine’s head, “What do you mean by that?”

“D-Don’t play dumb! All of the student in the campus know your a Casanova! Dating girls for fun and... and do some naughty stuff!” Lumine said crossed her arms and grip her arms tight.

Childe look at Lumine for a few moments, and burst into laughter. “Why are you laughing?! Stop that!” Lumine said.

“I think you’ve got the wrong idea haha.” Childe said still laughing.

“W-What do you mean by that?” Lumine said and look at Childe.

“I didn’t date girls for fun, I do it for business you silly little chick haha.” Childe said and Lumine look at Childe with so much confusion. “And I don’t do naughty stuff with them, just a kiss on the hand for taking their time with me.”

Lumine blush in embarrassment and cover her face, “Gosh! They really got the wrong idea of Childe!” Lumine thought and Childe just laugh his ass off. “Then, why are you doing all of that.” Lumine ask Childe.

“Because girls loves to gossip around and all, so it’s an easy way to get an information.” Childe said and smile at Lumine. Lumine get silent for a moment then bite her lip.

“Then, you’re here with me because you might get an information from me? is that why your acting all friendly with me? I know you’re schemes Tartaglia, so stop it before it’s get bad.” Lumine said and glare at Childe.

Childe’s smile disappear on his face with a blink of an eye. “Oh I like that when it gets bad, it seems so fun and thrilling don’t you think?” Childe smirk at Lumine but his eyes are dark.

Lumine sweat and gulp her saliva, “What do you even want from me?” Lumine asked Childe as he chuckled.

“It’s nothing really, but I’m a little bit curious about why would be the principal in Celestia right now.” Childe said and Lumine flinch from his words. “I’m a curious little child you know?”

Lumine stares at Childe unknowingly what to do, she sighs and look at him with a soft face that makes Childe surprised, “If you gain my trust, I’ll tell you one day.”

Childe cover his face using his right hand and blush. “This girl is making me crazy.” Childe thought and Lumine look at him with a confuse face.

“Oh, there’s our food.” Lumine said and look at the food that has been placed in the table, “Wow! It looks so delicious! Thanks for treating me today, Childe.” Lumine gave him a lovely smile and eat.

Childe’s heart on the other hand, begins to beat fast and thump loudly. He looks at Lumine and his heart feel at ease. He smiled back at her and started to eat, “Your welcome.”

“*sigh* I can’t believe that class is finally over, Lisa-sensei is so.... sadistic. You know what I mean?” Lumine said to Amber and she nod at her.

“Yeah I know. I’m hungry let’s go to cafeteria since it’s break time.” Amber suggest to Lumine and she smiles at the idea.

“To the cafeteria we go!” Lumine shout and both girls started to laugh.

As, they walking through the hallways, they saw a bunch of girls surrounding at Childe.

“Childe-senpai! I made this for you!”

“Childe! Let’s take a selfie!”

“Childe-senpai! Notice me!”

And so on, Childe smile at them and all the girls squeal loudly. Lumine just stares at them, while Amber shows a disgusted face.

“Ugh! Those girls squeals making my ears hurt! Let’s go Lumine!” Amber said and crossed her arms. Lumine nod.

Childe notice Lumine, and grab the chance to get away. “Lumine!” Childe shouted. Both girls looked at him and Childe run towards them, and the girls whose surrounding Childe glare at Lumine.

“She’s the transferee right?”

“What’s up with them?”

“I heard that Childe-senpai’s dormmate is a girl.”

“Don’t tell me that’s her?”

“What a plain looking girl.”

Lumine frown when she heard all of that she replace it with a smile when Childe was near to them.

“Good thing you pass by, *sigh*.” Childe said and scratch his head. Lumine chuckle and the three of them start to walk away.

“Hey Childe! Keep your hands out of my girl you hear?!” Amber said and hug Lumine tightly and playfully glare at Childe. Lumine giggle and hold Amber’s arm.

Childe smirk at Amber and put his face close to her, “Is this a challenge I hear?”

Lumine put Childe and Amber faces away with each other and sigh. “Stop it you two,” Lumine look at Amber and holds her hand. “Thanks for worrying Amber, but I’ll be fine.” Lumine said so Amber’s worry go away.

“B-But... But...!” Amber stop when Lumine smile at her, she sigh and cross her arms, “Fine! But I still keep an eye on you!” Amber said and look angrily at Childe.

Childe raise his arms up and starts to play Amber’s Bunny headband, that makes her annoy. Lumine sigh and just laugh at the two.

“Do you want to eat with us Childe?” Lumine ask Childe that makes Amber surprised.

“Really? I don’t think your little friend here likes the idea.” Childe said and cross his arms and teasingly smile at Amber.

“I’m not little!” Amber said and grumpily stomps.

“It’s okay right Amber?” Lumine ask Amber and Amber can’t resist the cuteness of Lumine.

“Urk... fine...” Amber giving up and sigh in defeat, and Childe gave a victory pose.

When they got inside the Cafeteria, it was full with people. “Waah! Let’s hurry Lumine!” Amber drag Lumine, completely left Childe standing there.

“Seriously, that girl!” Childe whispers to himself and a tick mark appears on his forehead and decided to look for a table.

“Good thing there’s more food here,” Amber gets the Northern Smoked Chicken, her saliva slipping out because of the smell of the food.

“Give this to Childe will you?” Lumine said and give the Chicken Stir-Fry to Amber, she pouts and sigh.

“Fine... I’m going ahead Lumine just pick whatever you like!” Amber said and happily go to the table where Childe is.

Lumine hold the last Almond Tofu, but an another hand holds it too, Lumine looks up and she saw a man with medium-length black hair with teal undertones, pale skin, and amber eyes. She let go the tofu and scratch her hand.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you want this... umm you can have it.” Lumine said and is about to go away, but the man grabs her hand and Lumine was startled by the sudden action of the man, she looks at him and blush.

“It’s fine you can have it. I’ll just pick another.” The man said in a calm voice and gave it to Lumine the Almond Tofu and go away.

Lumine stands there and look at the man as he completely disappear at the sight, “I thought he’s gonna pick?...”

Lumine go where Amber and Childe is and sit beside Amber, she sigh and started to eat. The other two exchange faces and looked at Lumine.

“Is there something wrong?” Childe asked. Lumine shakes her head no.

“Then what’s the matter?” Amber asked and Lumine cross her arms and lean at the chair.

“Well, I was about to get this tofu but a man wants it too, he had medium-length black hair with teal undertones.” Lumine said and continues to eat.

“You must be talking about Xiao-senpai, he’s a little bit... I don’t know.” Amber said and takes a bite, “Weird, but he’s a good senpai.” Amber said.

“Hmmm, then I’ll just make him an Almond Tofu.” Lumine said and hurriedly finish her Almond Tofu, and stands up.

“H-Hey wait! I’m coming with you!” Childe said and stands up and followed Lumine.

Amber was left there speechless, “What the..?”

Lumine goes to the culinary club to borrow the recipe of Almond Tofu, “Thanks Xiangling, your the best.” Lumine said to her other friend, named Xiangling.

“Anything for my best friend!” Xiangling cheerfully said and clasped their hands together, “By the way, why are you making Almond Tofu?” Xiangling asked.

“Oh, I’ll make it for Xiao-senpai. I think he didn’t eat earlier because of me.” Lumine said and Xiangling gave her a smug look.

“Oh, what’s this? Do you like Xiao-senpai? Is that it?!” Xiangling said and puts her face close to Lumine, and Lumine blood boil from her face and steam comes out from her ears.

“Wh-What?!! N-No! Of course not!” Lumine refuse the idea being in love with Xiao and Xiangling frown.

“Ehh, Well that sucks,” Xiangling said and starts to think deeply.

“Then, I should g-” Lumine was cut off when Xiangling puts her hands on top of her shoulder with sparkles on her eyes.

“Then what about Childe?!” Xiangling asked that makes Lumine caught off guard, “Do you like him?! You guys make the best couple! Just imagine it!” Xiangling said as she starts to daydream.

Lumine on the other hand, looks like a tomato, all of her body becomes red, she was speechless and the recipe started to rip apart.

“Oh my! Silence means yes! So you do like Childe! So your taste of boys is a playboy type huh? I understand, I understand.” Xiangling said and Lumine’s heart starts to beat fast and loudly.

“X-Xiangling! I-I didn’t even say a-anything! and besides he’s a kind of a bad guy!” Lumine protest, her legs was shaking badly and embarrassment starts to take over her because Childe is outside of the door. “I hope he doesn’t hear anything!”

“Oh Lumine! Don’t you know? There’s a saying that opposites attracts! You and Childe are completely the opposites! This makes my heart flutter!” Xiangling said and start to jump in joy.

“A-Anyway! I better get going! and looks like your little panda is hungry.” Lumine said and point at Gouba, Xiangling’s panda.

“Your right! Well anyway, good luck of your love life Lumine! I’m cheering on both sides!” Xiangling said and go to her panda and started to feed him.

Lumine go outside and she see Childe leaning on the wall while his eyes are closed, and then again her heart starts to beat fast just seeing Childe. “What the hell?! Calm down heart of mine!” Lumine thought and go to Childe and tap his shoulder.

“Are you okay Childe?” Lumine ask Childe.

Childe opens his eyes and smile at Lumine, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Lumine and Childe started to go to their dorm to start cooking, while they were walking Lumine ask Childe a question, “By the way, you didn’t hear anything while your outside at the culinary club earlier right?” Lumine just look ahead and her head just goes, “Please say you didn’t hear anything!”

“About you being asked who you like? Of course no.” Childe said and started to laugh, Lumine stop at her tracks, and a blush was completely shown into her face.

“So you do hear!” Lumine said and punch Childe’s shoulder playfully. Childe laugh and grab her wrist, Lumine startled and look at Childe.

“Hey Lumine, why won’t you and I started dating?” Childe asked and Lumine completely stop breathing.

“What the hell?” Lumine thought, she glares at Childe and put her hands on her hips, “What the fuck are you talking about? You didn’t even like me and you still didn’t gain my trust.”

Childe smirk at Lumine and leans closer to her, they stare eye to eye. “Then what about we hold a duel?” Childe suggest and Lumine raised a brow at him.

“What do you mean?” Lumine gave him a confused face and Childe started to laugh.

“You know what I mean, If I win you will date me only for 3 months and if you win you can do anything you want from me. We had a deal?” Childe suggest and held his hand out.

Lumine looks at Childe’s hand and accept it, Childe was surprise and look at Lumine amazed. “I thought you wouldn’t accept it.”

“I never back down from a fight.” Lumine smirks and gets excited, this is the first time she fights at Teyvat, when she and Aether travels, the two of them always fight their enemies, strong or not. “When are we doing it?”

“Maybe on Friday, because that’s the day all the students fight with each other.” Childe said.

They go inside in their dorms and Lumine starts to prepare the ingredients. Lumine puts an apron and started to cook.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you? I’m a pretty good cook you know?” Childe said and look at Lumine.

“Yeah, it’s okay, I’m always the one who cooks at home and my family loves it.” Lumine said and tie her hair in a ponytail but there’s still strands that left behind.

Childe look at Lumine in a daze, “She’s pretty if she do that...” Childe was startled by the thought and Lumine look at Childe and smile at him.

“Is there something wrong?” Lumine smile at Childe with a confuse face.

Childe looks at Lumine wide eyed and smile at her, “No, there’s nothing wrong. I’ve just realized something important.”

“Really? and what is that?” Lumine asked as she starts to mix something.

“I’ve came to realized that I like you.”

#childe #Genshin Impact fanfiction #genshin impact #childe x lumine #tartaglia #xiao #genshin childe #genshin lumine #fanfiction #school #love #genshin #lumine x childe

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Been Through

Chapter 3: Hate is on me

(Uh) And that's a long ass ride. Mindlessly going around until I close my eyes.

"You need friends."

"You're not my friend?"

"No. I'm your nanny. You pay me. I can't be your friend. That's like prostitution or something."

You paused in your vegetable chopping for a beat, "Yeah. And I don't associate with people who are as dumb as rocks, so maybe you have a point."

"Hey! I heard that."

"Not like I whispered it."

Lily's nanny, Kiara, scowled at you, she covered Lily's ears dramatically.

"You're a bitch, you know that?" Lily attempted to wiggle out of the hold.

"I'm mean, not evil."

"What does that even mean?"

You blinked in surprised. It completely slipped your mine that she wouldn't understand the reference. That was between you and Lisa.

"Sorry. Inside joke."

Kiara only shrugged. She tickled Lily's sides before letting the four year old run off deeper into the house, more than likely on her way to the playroom.

"So, how was your date?" Kiara leaned on the counter next to where you were still preparing dinner.

"It wasn't a date."

"You meeting a girl for coffee? Sounds like a date to me." Kiara crossed her arms in front of herself.

"You're not my friend, remember? Even if it was a date. I wouldn't tell you."

"If you didn't pay me so well, I would've quit ages ago."

"Oh! That's all I have to do to get rid of you?! I could've been saving money this entire time."

"Fuck you."

"You're not my type."

"Anyway."

"Are you staying for dinner?" You asked.

"Nope. I actually do have a date." Kiara smirked then went to grab her belongings.

"Ok. Have fun! Please don't get murdered. Lily would be highly upset."

"Haha! Bye bye, Boss." With that Kiara pranced out of the door.

You laughed to yourself, before continuing to make dinner for you and your child.

~~~~

"So, how long are you going to pretend like you're mad at Y/N?" Jisoo jumped on top of Jennie who had been resting peacefully under the covers of her bed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh don't play that game with me."

Jennie rolled her eyes.

"What is it that you think you know?"

"I know that you're still in love with Y/N. I know that you're being stubborn and acting like she's the devil incarnate. I know that Lisa has a "playdate" with Y/N and the rugrat in like the next week. I know that if you keep being an asshole you're going to get left in the dust, and regret that you didn't even try to fix things." Jisoo spoke softly, her concern lay with both of her members. She wasn't picking sides, but Jennie's sulking was starting to get on her nerves.

"What if the kid isn't mine?"

"So what? The kid isn't yours, you mate with Y/N, you're a stepmom. Big whoop." Jisoo quite frankly didn't understand the problem. Her and Rosé were omegas, it was kind of their natural instinct to be fine with children no matter the source.

"You wouldn't get it. It's an alpha thing I guess." Jennie huffed. In all honesty, she didn't really care if Lily was hers or Lisa's. She more cared about the fact that if she pursued you again that her heart would get shattered to peices. Just like the first time.

"That's dumb. You're dumb. If you like the girl, go get the girl. I'm not above singing Kiss The Girl from The Little Mermaid directly into you ear until you call her." Jisoo poked a finger into Jennie's side, causing her to squirm.

"Fine. I'll call her."

"Good. I'm going to go bother Lisa so no one assumes I'm picking sides."

With that Jisoo left, leaving Jennie to stare blankly at her shining phone screen.

~~~

BLACKPINK were on a break at the moment. Which was good for you because it meant their schedules weren't nearly as full as they might have been otherwise.

But it was also very, very bad, because it meant that they were bored, and you were their closest friend this side of the Pacific Ocean.

Lisa sat crisscrossed on the floor of your house. Lily was attempting to teach her this game she had made up about five minutes before that made absolutely no sense. You commend Lisa for being a good sport.

"Lily, do you know who BLACKPINK are?" You're not sure if that was Lisa's curiosity getting the better of her or if she finally got bored of the incoherent game.

"The colors. Yes. I know them. I am smart like my Mommy. Would you like me to spell them for you?" You were pretty sure Lily didn't know how to spell either of those words, but you were pretty excited to see what she came up with.

"Not the colors, Silly." Lisa poked at Lily's sides, making the child giggle loudly, "I mean the music group."

"No. I only listen to Baby Shark. It's my favorite. Did BLACKPINK make Baby Shark!?" Lily's eyes widened in awe.

"No. But I gave it the performance of a lifetime once." Lisa mumbled that last part to herself, but you heard it and let out an almost identical giggle to your daughter's.

"You want to dance with me?" Lily nodded so fast you had to grab her head so she wouldn't give herself whiplash.

Lisa smiled in return and grabbed her phone. You assumed she was procuring a playlist.

You recognized the first song almost immediately, and can't help but feel like she did it on purpose. It was, after all, your favorite.

"Kick It? Really?"

Lisa put her hands up in mock surrender, "I pressed shuffle."

Lisa most definitely did not press shuffle.

Soon both Lisa and Lily are deep in the throws of their dance party.

There's a knock at your door, and you frown. You hadn't been expecting anyone else, but again the girls were bored so you wouldn't be surprised if it was Rosé or Jisoo.

You opened the door without any further thought.

"Jennie?"

At this point you're sure you were a serial killer in a past life. What else could explain the misfortune you're experiencing in this one?

Jennie and Lisa and your kid....

You stifled a scream deep in your throat.

"Hey."

Jennie raised a skeptical eyebrow, "Can I come in?"

"....Sure." You hoped your anxiety wasn't as palpable as you thought it was.

Jennie entered with something close to a smile. A smile that turned into....not a smile when she walked fully into your living room.

"Hey, Jennie!" Lisa greeted, she didn't stop dancing, and neither did Lily.

"You gonna join them? I have a feeling they won't stop until Lisa's phone dies or one of them does. Whichever comes first."

Jennie eyed you for a second, then turned back to the duo in front of her. After a second she shrugged, "Might as well."

You laughed as the three of them bounced unceremoniously around your livingroom for a good 25 minutes before something occurred to you.

You had blatantly lied to Lisa's face.

You didn't know which one of them was Lily's mom. It, of course, had to be one of them. Unless you were the virgin Mary. You had only ever had sex with two people, and that was Jennie and Lisa.

You could have told Lisa the truth. You could have if you were fine with looking like a slut, but you weren't, so you lied.

When you first found out you were pregnant you had just assumed you would have just known when Lily was born. Mother's intuition or something, but that didn't happen. You couldn't just look at her and tell. She looked like a smaller version of you. Your own mother joked that you had cloned yourself.

So, no, you didn't know. And now, four years later, you're too afraid to find out.

You decided to let the three of them tire out, while you went to your room to think.

You would have thought you'd hear the footsteps following you, but you were lost in your thoughts and Jennie was sneaky when she wanted to be.

You sat on your bed, Jennie appeared in the doorway a second later. She didn't say anything.

"Why are you here?" You asked.

"I wanted to talk to you. I didn't know Lisa would be here today."

You dragged your eyes up to her face, "Then talk."

Jennie moved to sit next to you on the bed.

"I'm sorry. I've been an ass. I was mad, for the wrong reasons and I was taking it out on you the other day in the store."

"I just up and left with a kid. You're allowed to be mad about that."

"I know. That's not what I was talking about."

Jennie doesn't elaborate and you don't ask her to.

"Well, I accept your apology."

"Thanks." Jennie turned to face you better, "I do still want to talk more over dinner."

"Kid or no kid?"

Jennie chuckled, "I'll let you dictate that."

"No kid it is, then." You both laugh, though, you're being completely serious.

"I missed this." You said softly.

"I missed you."

Before you can react, Jennie's lips are on yours. Your reflex is to kiss her back and you don't hesitate to appease the instinct.

A few moments later you break apart.

"What was that for?" You asked a bit breathlessly.

Jennie shrugged, "Just wanted to get to you first."

You blushed a deep red, "Well, I hope it was worth it."

#blackpink fanfic #lisa x reader #jennie x reader #been through #jesssica's fanfic

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