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deblklesb · 8 months
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[Three Strikes — Abby x Reader OneShot]
[established relationship, fem! reader, MDNI]
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CW: name calling, semi-public masturbation, dom!abby, humiliation, degradation, pussy slapping, face grabbing, dacryphilia, edging, sub!reader, after care (more like middle care i guess?), the safeword isn't mentioned but it's already established too.
a/n: this took me TOO long to finish but i did it!!! anon tell me if you enjoy it, i truly hope you do 💗💗 reblogs keep the word turning y'all
word count: 3,6k | not proof read
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The whole day Abby couldn't keep her hands to herself, but it was driving you insane.
On a beautiful, sunny day, you both were at a family party. Her father was retiring from the hospital and everyone was celebrating this new phase of his life. There was tons of food and a bunch of relatives, children running around, a nice music filling the air and the smell of the barbecue being prepared were messing with your senses already.
As a very socially embarrassed person, you always tried to keep a good impression in front of her family: being in your best behavior, smiling to each relative, answering questions and engaging in conversations as well as you could. Demanded too much of your social battery, but at the end of the day you could always try to put an effort for her, it was worth it.
But here's the thing: today, Abby wasn't in her best behavior. She kept touching you, kissing your neck, pushing you to empty corners, sneaking out to her old bedroom just to have an alone time. You both couldn't do much, so it was frustrating and painful and it was killing you inside. That ache between your legs grew at each sneak out, you always ended up with heart racing and bewildered in front of her relatives later, trying so hard to keep your mind in the right place. For God's sake, you had to hide a prominent bite from her 58 year-old aunt during a conversation, and the whole time Abby was looking at you from the other side of the room like she could undress you, with those piercing blue-eyes, from afar. The heat crept up your body; damn her and her effect on you.
"You have to stop!" Your voice cracked when she kissed your shoulder, strong hands on your waist pulling you closer while she bent to taste the skin on your cleavage. More time and you would surrender completely inside that bedroom, making a scene that would send her grandma into a cardiac arrest. Still, you had both arms around her shoulders.
"Just a little bit, hun…", her voice would make you crazy. "You're looking so good, being all polite today"
"Fuck, Abigail Anderson!" Finally you pushed her, adjusting your dress even though all you wanted was to come back and let her do her thing with you. Then you held her face and stared at her. "You have got to stop!"
And it was the look in her eyes that said it all: you were never demanding, never this aggressive, and it was the first strike. Not seriously, like in a relationship dynamic, but more when talking about… Sexual dynamic. She was the dominant one, you love to surrender, and talking back is a no-no. You could already feel that ache growing just by her expression. Fuck, maybe talk back wouldn't be that bad…
"Okay", was all she said, face still between your palms. "I got a bit carried away"
And she didn't say anything further. Although the conversation ended there and you gave her a small kiss before leaving the bedroom, something in the back of your mind reiterated that it wasn't as simple as that.
Later, after lunch, you got up from your place to drink a glass of water and when you came back those same hands pulled you closer, while she opened space for you to sit comfortably on her lap.
"I remember Abby always asked to go to the hospital with me. No matter how much I refused, she kept asking. One time, I swear, she cried until I agreed to take her. No doubt she ended up working inside a hospital", her father was talking and making people chuckle about it. Abby, on the other hand, roller those beautiful eyes and smirked.
"Come on, dad! Don't need to expose me like that"
"There's not much to expose, love, we all know you're a brat", you murmur under the hem of the cup, before sipping the water.
It was a simple comment only for her to hear, but apparently it went louder than expected and now a bunch of people were laughing.
"Damn right! When she was little I had to deal with scenes when she wanted to watch cartoons", her aunt said back.
Your face heats up, insides twirling under the aspect of being in the center of the attention, and while smiling fondly your girlfriend rests her face on your arm.
"That's strike two, babe", why the fuck her voice always sounds so good when whispering?
Her hand presses your waist and you clench the thighs, almost choking with the water.
The moment passes as a sign on the road, and when you notice you both are saying good-byes to everyone. The night is fresh and starry, and as Abby drove to your shared apartment you kept looking at her.
Calmer now, with the thought of going home in mind and the relief of not being around that many people, you relax in your seat and take in the sight of her.
Her eyes are locked on the road in concentration, lips calling for you as she keeps driving. Her side profile is really gorgeous, just like every other detail that makes you quiver just by thinking about it. You distinctly remember being so intimidated by her at first, because she was so serious and stressed.
You both met at the hospital, when you had to check in due to an injury so bad people thought you needed surgery. Abby was the professional at the emergency, and after taking a look at you she ran out to receive another patient, pretty much stressed out with the movement in the room. You barely talked, since you were in pain and trying to hide the embarrassment of needing an emergency treatment because of a stupid game.
"You said you were doing what?", she asked when she came back to check on you.
"Dancing on a coffee table", you murmur, pain significantly less intense after the medication.
"Now why would you do that?" She was looking at the medication bags, but you still felt your face getting warm and looked to the other side.
"I lost a game", and after she chuckled you rolled your eyes. "Come on, I'm sure I'm not the most stupid person in this room"
"Oh, you're absolutely not!" Her voice was different now, and when you turned back at her a fond smile adorned her pretty features. After adjusting the bags, she leaned over closer to your ear. The sudden lack of space startled you, but there was no time to process before she started talking again. And that was the first time you melted under her voice. "See that guy there? Swallowed a bunch of small plastic soldiers just to show off to his friends"
"What?!", you widen your eyes while she laughs, a cute little giggle.
"Last week a woman got here with a deodorant cap inside of her"
"What? But how-", the answer to the unfinished question comes when she just looks back at you, eyebrows a little bit arched, and then you're feeling your face getting warmer again. "Oh… Jesus"
And you both laugh together.
Looking back, you still don't know how you'd end up with her. But as much of an unexpected event, you're so glad you did it because you get to love the most amazing woman on earth.
"Why are you looking at me like that, babe?" She smirks when noticing you staring, all cocky and flustered. You're so dumb for her.
"Nothing", you smile back, a hand traveling to her thigh. "Just admiring you…"
"Liking the view?"
"Too much" An idea sparkles so bright you can't deny yourself the opportunity. You have to contain the smile, but not later the words come out. "You were very touchy today…"
"Yeah, you look too nice in this dress, still can't believe you put it on just to impress my family", she chuckles, a hand caressing your own exposed leg. "You know you didn't had to"
"I was kinda in the mood", she just hums in response, eyes on the road. "Y'know, it was a big surprise you didn't take advantage of it to touch me more, you were so clingy…"
"I didn't… Well, I certainly thought about it. But why are you talking about it now, you sure didn't let me go further then"
"Because we were in your family house and I didn't want to cause a scene", your fingers on her leg travel further in between her thighs, and then your free hand is doing the same with yourself. "But I can't deny I surely thought about it too"
She looks at you briefly, already getting the idea you're setting here. You know very well the traffic won't let you get home that fast, and how she takes driving seriously so she won't do anything while there. So Abby won't touch you at all… But that doesn't mean you can do it yourself.
"No. Don't do this", her voice is warning, serious now, and you recognize the tone because it's what she uses with you in the bedroom.
"But love, you won't be doing anything, you can drive", she hates every second of it as soon as your legs separate a bit and your hand go down inside your dress. She hates it, because all she wants it's to touch you herself.
And so you do. You fucking masturbate in the car, moaning and biting your lips, arching your chest, letting yourself go by the sudden desire that hits your body as soon as you get to see Abby in all her glory in a most private place.
By the time you get home, the adrenaline of the situation made the high easier and so you're soon hopping out of the car, legs kinda shaky. But your girlfriend was now pissed, fuming, silent and serious - and, oh, after so many times in that relationship you learned that silent and serious Abby is the most dangerous Abby.
She doesn't say a word on the elevator, the waiting thickening the tension as you both stand close inside the moving cabin. Her fingers are uneasy, like she's restraining herself to act up, and you just can imagine where they will be later that night.
As soon as the doors open, she walks out and goes on a beeline to the door. Glancing at her, you almost stop on track with her stare, so fucking piercing it could unravel you.
That was probably too far.
"That was strike three", she whispers as you unlock the door.
You expected her to take you as soon as you both get inside, but she doesn't. Instead, she proceeds like per usual, still restless, but your mind just stops functioning for a second because she's acting casually. Taking her shoes off, going to take a shower, making small talk.
The tension inside of you keeps growing, anxiety creeping, and a bit of disappointment making you pout everytime she gets closer but doesn't act. At some point she just gave you a peck on the lips and called you cute, but went sitting on the couch to watch something you were definitely not interested about. The sight of her in sweat pants and tank top made you quiver, why is she so fucking hot all the time?
In the meantime you also showered and changed clothes, and after all you end up standing in the living room, staring at her.
This isn't fair. She spent the whole day trying to get into you, and when you're finally ready she just ignores you? Leaving you needy like that?
"Abs, what's that all about?" You finally puts out, still standing.
"What, babe?" She briefly looks at you before turning to the TV again and it makes you extremely mad. She definitely notices the single shirt covering your body and stays quiet.
"You're… You're ignoring me", your demeanor changes, less pissed and more sulking.
"What? What are you talking about, come here", she taps the place next to her on the couch, where you sit. Her big, warm hand rests on your thigh as she looks at you more attentively. "What is it?"
"It's just… I thought you were… We would- You know", the words are a mess. It frustrates you to not be able to communicate, but after that overstimulating day you want nothing more than to step back and relax. Processing words it's not a part of the ideal scenario.
"Oh, you mean… You thought I would fuck you?" She's still casual about it, which deepens your sulking. You nod, receiving an arching of her brows. "Oh, so this is what this is about?" Before you can answer, she just throws: "You were so caught up in your little game that you forgot that stuff doesn't go just as you wish… Poor baby, sometimes you're such a dumb slut", she sulks in mocking.
Your face gets warmer as you find it harder to speak, too stunned. And she chuckles.
The sudden humiliation gets into your body in the form of a wetness between your legs and a sinking sensation in your stomach, the two things added to a deep need to look away. But you refuse to, you can't let her have that much so soon.
"Do you want me to take care of you?"
"Yes", you nod again, legs instinctively turning to her a bit as you lean closer now. Her hand caresses your skin, thumb going down in between your thighs as she looks at you like she's playing.
"What's the magical word?" Her breath reaches your face and you are so close now, the desperate need to kiss her growing inside. Fuck her.
"Please", you whisper, nose touching hers.
"Open your legs", she instructs.
You obliged, her hand traveling to hold your leg in that position whilst the free one lightly touched your core. The anticipation for long was consuming you from inside out, and the additional contact, just where you needed, was igniting the fire.
"Oh, look at that…!" She smiles at the perception that you're not using panties. "My sweet slut it's showing off"
The experience passes like a blur into your mind until she finally takes your shirt off and lays you down into the couch. After she almost made you cum once but left you hanging there, whiny and desperate, so close to begging after just a moment of her touches.
You moan so loud when she holds your face into a strong hand of hers, and the other sinks two of her fingers into your wet pussy. It's not just the overstimulation after you got so close to that high. It's all the tension from before, the way she keeps laughing and chuckling at the way you move your hips and her stare.
"Taking it so well, you're such a whore right?" You nod, remembering how she doesn't like when you don't answer. "Yes, yes you are. Needy and ready for being fucked, this pussy dripping when you think of me", you nod again and again.
Inside that river of sensations you scratch her back and arms. She gasps, digits massaging your insides as you tip into that high again.
Just the grip on your chin and the closeness would be enough to get you drunk on her massive presence. The way some strands of honey-blonde hair fall around your face, her bulky body on top of yours, the heat radiating from her. It's madness, it's like hypnosis. But right now she also fucking you so raw, so deep, and you just wanna scream with the amount of feelings inside. Your hips buckle up and your nipples are hard with the exposure, you just wanna come all around.
"Abby, please, I wanna… Fuck, I'm gonna-"
And she fucking retracts again. Her fingers get out from between your walls and you moan in desperation, small nails digging into her flesh the best it can as tears start to come.
"Fuck no, no, no, no", you shake your head, absolutely helpless with tears rolling down your face, before your girlfriend slaps your exposed pussy.
"Hungry bitch", you squeal with her velvety voice, body trembling under the slaps. Your core is already so fucking sensitive but it doesn't hurt like someone outside would imagine. No, the sting makes you clench around absolutely nothing and you think you just get wetter with pleasure. "Why are you crying, hm? Tell me, fucking say it"
"I wanna come, fuck", the pronunciation it's not the same since she's still holding your face, but you don't care. You'll let her humiliate you like this, have you begging for more, if it meant you could come just once with her fucking you. "Fuck me until I come, Abs, please"
Your face heats. She really can get you like that after edging you just twice. Any other time you'd take more of that torture, but not today. Not after a whole day of teasing.
"My mouth of my fingers, choose fast", and she fucking keeps going with all the teasing because she knows you can't function that fast in moments like this.
You freeze for a second, still processing the question, when she slaps your pussy once more and you clench, moaning. That would make you cry again.
"Mouth or fingers", her tone it's firmer but you can see she's enjoying this whole thing. She's probably soaking wet herself.
"Mouth! Mouth, your mouth"
And she's soon kneeling in front of the couch, lips connecting to your dripping core as fast as she can and you gasp. Her face between your thighs is a sight to be admired, especially considering the way she seems so hungry. Abby eats you out like a starving woman, using her tongue in the best way while her strong hands push your legs open. The vision, added to the sensations of the wet contact and the explicit sounds, makes you tremble.
Riding her face like a desperate, you hold her head and pull it in the direction of your pussy, like that way she'll do more, your high will come faster. But really it doesn't make any difference to her, or she's just keeping the same tempo to piss you off. In spite of that, the way her tongue tortuously laps your core starts to take moans and gasps out of you. You're already too stimulated, something tells your body won't wait for long before tipping down into that high again. And Abby knows it.
Deviously, she increases her ministrations gradually and holds you in place. The contact of her hands on your thighs almost makes your skin burn. Your nipples rigid against the cold air, toes curling and choppy breaths, eyes rolling back; you're a mess now.
Heat blooms in your core and a chill runs through your body, and then you're moaning louder. It's coming strong, and as soon as one of your hands grabs a cushion you call your girlfriend's name in warning. Abby goes faster, enjoying the view of you losing your mind on her mouth, without saying how much that makes her wet.
When you start to murmur her name non-stop, almost crying again, hips twitching and legs shaking, it comes. And it's cathartic the fact that she lets you finish this time. The release is mind-blowing.
Your back arch, every single sensation almost disappears for a second because you can only focus on that orgasm.
Abby holds you in place when you start to move, your legs trying to close around her head and your body contorting, trying to put a break into the overstimulation. She doesn't let it, though, continuing to taste you in her tongue and groaning against your soaked pussy.
"A-Abs!", you scream, pulling her hair again.
With a last fat lick, the blonde finally backs away with a devious smirk.
You still have twitching hips when she kisses your abdomen, trailing the caring act up your front until she can kiss your chest. Abby holds you by the waist and her heat involves every inch of you when she pecks your shoulder.
It all seems to pass through your vision like an out of body experience, but in contrast the tactile sensations are loud. You like having her close like this, and soon you're holding her face with all the care in the world to peck her lips over and over, still catching your breath.
"You okay, babe?" Abby smiles when you nod in response, faces so close you can feel her breath mixing with yours. "Wasn't too much?"
"It was perfect, love"
You wanted to stay like this forever and so as soon as she gets up you're making a face of discontent.
"Won't you… I wanted to make you feel good too"
Unlike yours her body still has all the clothes, which you just noticed because she decided to move away. Her hair is kinda messy and despite the look being to stay at home the woman still looks so gorgeous.
Thinking about the fact that she almost took your soul out minutes before, it's unfair you don't get to make her come too.
"Drink some water, sweetheart, and then we can continue. Okay?" Her voice comes from the kitchen, and you just get to verbally agree before she returns with a glass in hand.
The blonde sits next to you on the couch, caressing your neck and shoulders as you sip the liquid.
"You didn't think I would do just this after your joke in the car, right?" She whispers, smirking when you roll your eyes. Her hand rests on you exposed thigh, sensitive skin sending the feelings straight to your core. "You think you'll be that bold while I ride your face?"
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everlastlady · 5 months
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Mammon + Servant Reader (Female)
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✘Posted: 11/4/2023
✘Story Contains: Fem reader, Reader is a maid, Bubble baths, Gentle Mammon, Slight Nudity, Favoritism, & Feel good times.
✘Word Count: None, writing this on mobile y'all
✘Author's Note: Decided to do Mammon with female reader, I'll do a male reader soon. Just decided to cater to my female readers but I promise I will cater to my male readers. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡
✘Summary: {Name} is a simple maid for the greed lord Mammon. {Name} isn't sure why Mammon always calls on her and always wants him by his side when he wanders his home. But she doesn't mind because she finds her master funny and enjoys how gentle he is with her. But what happens when {Name} gets sick? And it's time for Mammon to take care of them.
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" It's okay sir, I'm sure that you will fine someone better than Fizzarolli. " She spoke softly to her boss Mammon who sat in the large green chair. As the imp news woman spoke about what happened at the show. The maid named (name), picked up the remote and pointed it at the large screen and turned it off. Once it flickered to black. She looked over at Mammon who was still fumming over what happened at the clown pageant. " I don't understand, I gave him everything! " Mammon's voice deep and demonic as he slammed his fist onto the table, sending a large crack through it. (Name) smacked her lips. She would have to get that fixed. " sometimes, you can give someone everything and they will still leave, I understand that you are frustrated sir but don't let this stop you from making money; I'm sure someone new will come along, what about the Glam Sisters? " (Name) walked over to Mammon's liquor cabinet. " Comas, after a piece of the set fell on them, they both ended up in the hospital in comas, besides they don't really fit the image of what I'm looking for. " Mammon muttered. (Name) noodded her head and set down the glass of liquor for Mammon. The greed demon looked up at (Name) and smiled. " Thanks, I know I always say this but you are my favorite maid, far better than the rest! You always do your job right and know how to keep a smile on my mug. " Mammon chuckled and took a drink. " Come drink with me, (Name) " Mammon grinned looking up at the maid. Her soft (E/C) looked at Mammon before shaking her head. " No, thank you, sir, I still have work to do; it's not good for one to be drunk on the job. You can cause a lot of mishaps that way putting others in harm and yourself. " (Name) said with a darling smile.
" See that is why you're my favorite (Name)! So smart and responsible with your duties. Maybe next time on one of your vacation days, you and me can drink together. " Mammon said. He would actually love to have a drink with (Name). And you wouldn't have to wear that plain maid outfit. Mammon wondered what (Name) would look like in different outfits. What dresses would (Name) wear or outfits that weren't dress related. Mammon never really seen (Name) outside work. He knew that she lived in the Pride ring and had an apartment. That's all he really knew about (Name's) life since she barely sooke about herself, she listened more than she speaks. " So (Name) how the payments on your apartment? Going because I've been thinking about giving you more payment, maybe you could buy yourself a nice house. " Mammon smirked. " It's going well, besides my loud and annoying neighbor. It's been good but I don't think I need a bigger payment. " (Name) said while tucking a piece of her hair behind her pointed ears. " Aww, come on; yes you do because you are responsible and work hard so tonight expect me to send you a shit ton of money. Now run around and tell the cook to prepare dinner. " Mammon waved his hand to dismiss (Name).
She smiled and bowed, walking out of Mammon's office. Mammon stood up and stared at the spot that (Name) stood in. " Lord of greed giving out money, I must be crazy... " Mammon looked away. " She better get a nice house with that money, a beautiful one at best. " Mammon sat back down. But there was no time to think about (Name) because Mammon had to find a replacement for Mammon so he would probably have to hold another clown off. His little fucked up beauty pageant, but hey if it helps him find Fizzarolli's replacement. Then he would be glad to hold one again. Especially have Fizzarolli and Asmodeus banned from it even that little imp with the gun that had showed up. When night time had finally coated the sky. Mammon sat in the dining room. The table decorated with food. (Name) stood next to Mammon holding a bottle of the greed demon's favorite wine. " (Name) how about you sit down and eat with me. " Mammon took the bottle wine and set it on the table. " And that's an order, just in case you try to come up with some excuse. " Mammon gestures towards the chair at the end of table. " Hey cook! Bring out plate for (Name)! " Mammon yelled. (Name) walked over and sat down - with a smile, the chef brought out a plate that had lemon pepper chicken, mashed potatoes covered in gravy, pasta,and vegetables that were just steamed. The night went well, Mammon made (Name) laugh with his jokes and stories. She listened to her master's rants and ideas.
Mammon enjoyed seeing (Name) laughed. The way her giggles slipped off her lips and coated his ears like honey. How her shoulders moved when she laugh, even that snort was adorable. Mammon felt hot in the face. He couldn't believe that she had made him feel this way for such a long time. But he never acted on these feelings because he was busy making money. But he always made sure that no one tried to get at (Name) which is why so many servants were fired for trying to hit on her. After dinner was done, (Name) stood up and bowed. " I'm grateful that you invited me to join you for dinner, sir, everything was delicious and I appreciated our conversation and the jokes you told. " (Name) spoke through a fit of giggles on the last part still remembering Mammon's joke about clown fish. " No problem, I also enjoyed eating with you. Way better than those dinners I have to attend with Lucifer and the other sins. " Mammon stood up smiling but he stopped noticing how (Name) wobble a bit when standing straight up. Did she drink to much wine? No that couldn't be because she had to drive home. " (Name)? " Mammon walked over to (Name) . " You okay mate? " Mammon reached out. Before she could respond she threw up on yourself and the carpet, (Name) would have fallen and hit the floor but Mammon caught her before she could pass out.
" (Name)! " He called her name and held you close not caring if he got her vomit on him. (Name's) eyes flickered opened as she coughed. " I don't feel good... " Her voice sounded dry and low. " Y-You are going home, let's go get you cleaned up. " Mammon picked up (Name), poor girl could barely speak it hurt to speak so she wouldn't fight back with Mammon who brought her into a guest bedroom. (Name) always took care of him, he will now take care of her. Mammon managed to grab a large shirt that had his logo on it. (Name) could sleep in that and get out of that disgusting maid outfit that was covered in vomit. Mammon ran (Name) a bath. He made sure the water wasn't too hot or cold. He added in some bath salts and oils. Mammon turned towards (Name) trying to figure out how to not make this sound creepy. " (Name) take off that outfit and get into the tub, we gotta get you washed up mate, this bath will help a little. " Mammon offered his hand. (Name) nodded weakly and took his hand, stepping into the bathroom. Mammon turned around as (Name) peeled away her clothing and stepped into the tub - it smelled like mint and honey. She let out a relaxing sigh. Mammon turned around and got on his knees as he began to wash her up. " You don't have to do that sir. " (Name) said in a tires voice. " Shh, yes I do, you always take care of me, so for the night just let me take care of you please. " Mammon said while washing up (Name).
She nodded her head as her boss Mammon washes her up. Avoiding her chest area and crotch area. She held onto the tub when Mammon lifted her leg to wash it. This felt nice, so she enjoyed herself. Mammon took a cup of water and poured it over (Name's) head as he washed her hair and face. He would let her handle the rest while he went to go get her towels and medicine. He could have gotten servant to do this but no, he wanted to take care of (Name), Mammon returned and helped (Name) out of the tub. She dried off and slipped into the large dark green shirt that Mammon gave her. It had his logo on it. " Sorry that I couldn't get you any undergarments. " Mammon said with a crimson blush. " It's fine, I usually sleep without them more comfortable that way. You feel less trapped. " (Name) said while taking the medicine that Mammon brought her. She crawled into the bed as Mammon placed his hand on her head. " Your fever is going down a little. " Mammon said with his hand placed on (Name's) head. " I'm going to stay by your side so scooch over. " Mammon moved over before getting into the bed with you. He laid next to you and stared at you. " You look cute in my merch. " He said. (Name's) voice was still a little dry but still did her voice to talk. " Thanks, the material feels soft. " She said while playing with the blanket.
Mammon turned his side to look at (Name) who did the same to look at Mammon. " Sir... " (Name) began to speak again. " Call me, Mammon. " Mammon said running his fingers through her hair. " Mammon thank you for taking care of me, I'm also sorry that I ruined the carpet. " She looked down. " It's fine, I can get it clean; besides I've been wanting to replace that carpet with a new one. Taking care of you is something you deserve, you always take care of me, so I decided to take care of you... I don't know your my favorite and I like you. " Mammon he hoped that saying that didn't make things awkward between (Name) and him. " I like you too. " (Name) smiled tiredness filled with their eyes. She rested her head on Mammon's chest, while he continued to play with her hair, but soon he leaned down and kissed her. (Name) pulled away quickly. " Mammon, you'll get sick! " She had worry in her voice. " I don't care, I will be fine. " Mammon went back to kissing (Name) who soon melted into the kiss. She enjoyed this moment between her and Mammon. This was no longer just a maid and her master. But just two people who love each other and care for each other. Who take care of each, who soon will have a future together.
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watermelonlovershigh · 7 months
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Can you write something where Reader had taken care of Harry all night because he was sick and then she has to wake up to care for their child and maybe the child wants to give Harry cuddles to make him feel better.
Sick Daddy /concept/
AN: had this in my inbox for a while but am trying to clear some of my requests out so here you finally go. its very short because this ask just felt like it didn't need to be crazy long. hope you enjoy still. send you feedback. xoxo
This story contains: mentions of throw up, the rest is fluff
{ husbandrry - dad!harry - any harry era }
word count- 566
You and your son Oliver make Harry a breakfast to hopefully feel better because he'd been sick the previous night. Then after Harry's better, you and Ollie catch the same bug and Harry takes care of you both as you did for him.
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You'd been up off and on with Harry all night. He seemed to have caught some type of stomach bug and nearly every hour of the night woke up to be sick. Though Harry insisted you just stay in bed, of course you were gonna be right by his side. Placing a little clip in his hair to hold his bangs out of his face and rub his back as he heaved over the toilet.
Now it's eight in the morning and your little one, Oliver, who's five, is awake. Though you're dead tired from you lack of sleep, you go into Ollies bedroom and help him get dressed and brush his teeth. Once that's all done, Oliver asks, "Where's daddy? Wanna go see him."
Kneeling down to his level, you reply, "Daddy's feeling a bit ill today, loves. He'll probably be in bed for a while. But, how about you help mummy make daddy some tea and toast to hopefully feel better."
With a concerned look on his small face, Oliver nods, "Alright, mummy. Then can I cuddle daddy? Daddy cuddles me when I don't feel very well so it might make him feel better."
Thinking for a moment, you answer, "Maybe. We'll have to see. I don't want you catching whatever bug he has though."
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Oliver helped you prepare an easy breakfast for Harry. One that will hopefully not bother his stomach. Once it's ready, you carry it on a tray and Ollie walks up the stairs beside you, excited to finally see his daddy today.
When you walk in the bedroom, Harry is curled up under the covers sleeping, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin. You set the tray down and nudge his shoulder, "Harry babe, wake up for me. Got you something to drink and eat that you'll hopefully be able to keep down."
Harry slowly turns over and sits up. With his very messy bed-head, he croaks out, "Awe, thank you, m'love. I'll try to eat some of it. Not really that hungry though."
Oliver steps to the side of the bed and asks, "Daddy sick?"
Harry looks down and answers, "Yeah baby, daddy's tummy hasn't been well. But mummy is the best doctor around so I'm sure I'll be good to go in no time."
Harry sat in bed and munched on his plain toast and sipped his tea while you and Oliver sat at the foot of the bed to keep him company. After some persuasion, you finally let Oliver cuddle Harry. You knew it was a risk of him getting sick too but you were also at risk from just being in the same house as him.
Luckily Harry was able to keep that food down and with some more rest, got to feeling better within twelve hours. Unluckily to you and Ollie though, two days later you both woke up to sick tummies and it was Harry's turn to play doctor. With the amount of vomit he had to clean up he should become a professional cleaner.
It got so bad that he had to migrate everyone to the living room where he could watch you both at the same time. One moment holding up the barf bucket for Oliver and the next moment holding it up for you. He gave y'all tons of cuddles and extra love and within a day everyone was well again.
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joongwooclub · 2 years
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by my side || P. SH.
synopsis: Seonghwa calls y/n at 4 am, staying on the phone together, eventually falling asleep together after a long day.
genre: seonghwa x fem!reader, fluff, soft boyfriend seonghwa, first + second pov . hwa's dialogue
warning: none!
✩: reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated!! story under cut~
You would have never imagine Seonghwa as your boyfriend. He was this pretty boy that was in your best friend group, and you were in a small introverted group of friends. Both of y’all seemed to hit it off at a small friend gathering, then started hanging out with each other. Eventually, you both developed feelings, and started dating. Then he had to leave because he passed his auditions in South Korea. You decided it was important for him to chase your dreams, and after a few weeks, y’all were now away from each other. The relationship is long distanced, luckily, his company allowed both of y'all to date, since they didn’t like the idea of restricting their idols, you supported him every day of every year since his debut.
This time, you bought tickets for his next world tour, so you had an excuse to go see him. Unfortunately, covid 19 happened and stopped all of your plans, and even though both of y'all try to video chat, the time zones were always a problem. Seonghwa was unfortunately busy every time you called him due to the preparation of ATEEZ’s comeback, you understood that though. It was hard to balance phone calls and facetimes while practicing hard choreography and vocal training 24/7 . However, it doesn't dismiss the feeling of loneliness that got stronger every hour, minute and days that passed.
That's where the present brings; It was currently 4 am in your timezone , and you couldn’t sleep. You didn’t want to sound clingy nor pathetic, but the loneliness was getting to you. The way you couldn’t hold him, feel his warmth against your skin, have his soft hand softly caressing your hair to your cheek. Tears whelmed up in your eyes as you began to think of his presence, and then, a ringtone rang through the still air and darkness of your room. Confused as to why someone was calling you at this time, you quickly checked it and saw “여보 ♡” flashing onto the screen along side with the words of "Incoming Facetime call". With quirk swiftness, You sat up from your bed and answered the call.
“Oh? jagiya? you’re awake?” His voice spoke. The voice you missed so much, sweet as honey, tone as soft as someone whispering in a quiet calm library, gosh how much you have missed him. You smiled in the darkness, knowing he couldn’t see it but just his voice made you melt.
You look at his surrounding behind him. He was at home, inside the dorms. Did he just finished practice or was he resting? You heard him giggle and that’s when you saw he flashed you a smile.
“I can tell you’re studying me” he smirked. “I finished promotion today, I really wish I was able to see you.” You saw his eyes sparkle with the light from the ceiling but you can see the hint of sadness.
“I miss you too hwa, but it’s your job okay? Make sure you take care of yourself first.” You answered, feeling guilty that he was worried about you, when he had tons of problems within his own idol life or even himself.
“How can I not focus on you? You’re my baby. My one and only, my happiness is with you. Without you in my life, I am nothing.” He answered passionately. You giggled at him being dramatic, laying back down and snuggling into your bed. Seonghwa watched you lovingly and hummed softly, singing lyrics from their new Japanese song, reminding you that he was still here. “Seonghwa, your voice is making me sleepy” you whispered, closing your eyes slowly from his beautiful voice.
He smiled happily and let out a small laugh, “I’m sorry baby. It must be really early there, right?” He titled his head, “Gosh. I miss you so much. Your voice, your warmth, the way you hold my waist because you can't reach my shoulders...” he mumbles, watching you then he had an idea. “I can sing you to sleep. Just imagine everything okay?” He whispered. You let out a giggle, "Imagine?" "Please baby~" with a playful nod, you hummed quietly in agreement, just enjoying his company.
“Imagine me being there next to you, My warmth against your skin, your back against my stomach, my hands rubbing soft circles on your arm. Holding you close to me because I know how cold you get in the night. ” he lightly laugh. “Just the two of us, listening to each other’s heartbeats. Imagine me just caressing your face, the way you always like it. Soft kisses on the cheek..” Seonghwa spoke. Now focusing on your quiet breathing, assuming you fell asleep. “I miss you y/n..sleep well baby.” He whispered, kissing his screen, he missed you so much, it felt like he hasn't seen you in years. His plan was to come visit and spend at least a month after promotions, and luckily his company agreed to his plan. He stayed on the phone that night. Both of y’all falling asleep next to each other, no matter how far, he was by your side, and that was a promise he wanted to keep forever.
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zombiecreates · 1 year
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Partner H.C. // AIB Characters
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Summary - Cute head canons I think the characters would do with you in a relationship!
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Characters - Chishiya Shuntaro, Niragi Suguru, Arisu Ryohei, Usagi Yuzuha, Kuina Hikari.
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Chishiya -
Not a cuddler, but put him under a blanket with you and that changes.
He strictly believes in warm tea during what feels like warm snuggly nights.
Getting too cold? Heres thousands of blankets to cuddle with.
Sings in the shower, not realizing you can hear him.
Let's watch movies all night long, as he slowly passes out with his arms crossed.
Record player? I think so, let's put some music on. His guilty pleasure is Lamp. (The artist)
Sit on the couch as he sits between your legs, nothing better to do than play with his hair.
Niragi -
Craves your warmth when cold, will literally get under your sweater to be closer to you.
His favorite movie deep down is 101 Dalmatians, and whatever chance he gets, he will watch it.
Lights too many CANDLES!!! You're surprised the house isn't burnt down.
He doesn't seem like the soft type of boyfriend, but hold him and he's all yours.
Forces you to go into the cold and build snowmen with him.
SOOO much affection once y'all get used to each other.
Little gifts? OFC!! He would even kill to get you that dream item of yours.
Arisu -
Date night at his place? Shit tons of noodles prepared beforehand.
You scold him for dragging literally any type of weather in. Snow, mud, rain, etc.
Brings you along everywhere he goes, like little adventures.
Origamis you flowers and other cute things!
Lost a game against him? Apology kisses all the way.
Sharing earbuds ^^
Very gentle, always asking you're okay and what can do about it.
Usagi -
Sick? Soup for days.
Takes you on many hiking trips with her any chance she gets.
Blogging about you two all the time!!
Feeling sad? Love notes and paragraphs about how much she loves, and cares for you.
K drama night every Friday.
Let's you do her makeup.
Reads to you, her favorite book being 'Lady Chatterly's Lover.'
Kuina -
Drags you into group photos all the time.
Can't stop telling everyone about her amazing partner.
Anytime she sees something that reminds her of you, she gets it and has a small trinket collection that she keeps to herself.
BED HOG.
Makes playlists for you.
Dances in the rain with you.
Even if she personally doesn't like something that you like, she will still listen to you talk about it.
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rowanwiccae · 3 months
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New Fandom Binge Reblog Warning
So I seem to have found myself wrapped up in a (new to me) fandom that I'm currently overly excited for and been collecting artwork from. I've been keeping it sparse for the time being because I like to keep the seasonal themes on my account streamlined but I just wanna give my followers (and friends) a fair heads up.... ima be reblogging a SHIT TON of Moomin art in the near future and it's gonna be pathetic and sappy and stupid and I'm gonna enjoy every moment of it, but u all may hate me for it. I'm sure it'll fizzle out eventually (unless they keep making episodes of that Moomin Valley series, then y'all are in trouble) so bare with me, folks. if ur still around even now u already know my antics and with this end of year shaping up to be rather cruddy I'm ready to kick start the new year with all of the creature comforts!!! And cottagecore themed fandoms are my go-to escape!!!! (also I'd like to try and get back into sketching and drawing again this coming year so possible fanart? maybe? idk, we'll see) anyway, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! PREPARE UR BUTTS FOR SO MUCH MOOMIN/SNUFKIN SHIT YOUR TEETH WILL ROT AND YOU'LL ALL HATE ME COME NEXT SUMMER!!
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jotatetsuken · 2 years
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meant to be — chapter 1: are you mine?
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features: kate sharma!atsumu miya x anthony bridgerton!f!reader (also featuring edwina sharma!osamu miya)
trope: enemies to lovers, forbidden love, possible love triangle | type of writing: oneshot | final dish for: @romiyaro (a very belated birthday present for you) <3 | setting: royal au, bridgerton!au
warnings: implications of arranged marriage, fem! reader, reader wears corset, possible anxiety attack in the beginning of the fic, implications of political relations, mentions of infidelity, mentions of gambling, gossip. please lmk if i miss any tags <3
song: r u mine? - arctic monkeys | wc: 4462
submission for: @bokutosmochi’s 9 years of AM collab (thank you so much for organizing this collab :') )
beta reading: @lou-struck @portfolio-of-dreams @izukunii (y'all have no idea how y'all make my day, thank you so so much <33)
networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork @downtown-roponggi
prompt: “If you don't put the kitchen utensils where they go, then you're not allowed to complain about it later.” - @sleepyprompts
a/n: finally! the first chapter is here!! so so exciting!! i especially thank you two, @ceo-of-daichi and @mrskenmakozume for agreeing with me to include you two in my fic. 💕 i hope everyone of you enjoy reading this chapter as i enjoyed writing this. if you're unable to understand any term, the glossary should give you an idea <33 i have more than 100 followers lol, but i thought it best to write these requests whenever possible <333.
also, likes, comments and especially reblogs are appreciated <33
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masterlist | glossary | chapter two
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Blank. Your mind had gone blank, as you couldn't hear the voices of your surroundings. All you could hear was your heart beating and your heavy breathing. Maybe you hear the occasional screams and sneers in your head. Your heart was thumping to the point where it felt like it was going to pop out of your rib cage. You were having trouble breathing, and you felt something snap on your back as you quietly yelled, “Ow!” as you forcefully came out of your panic reverie. 
“(Y/N), are you okay?” Your sister-in-law, Lady Kiyoko, the Countess of Karasuno, inquired calmly, sensing that you were sweating and your hands were getting clammy. All of you were at The SatTen Thread, with the Modiste, Satori Tendou, trying to fit you into the corset he’d prepared just for you, and had just yanked the laces of the corset. The corset was stitched well enough to tighten you in the right places, elevating your bust. The fact that this was causing you slight discomfort caused your eyebrows to be pulled down, your nose to be wrinkled, the lips to be loose, with the upper one being pulled up, and the eyes narrowing. “Is the corset too tight, ma cherie?” Satori inquired as you shook your head in denial, breathing heavily. “It’s not about that, monsieur, it’s just,” you continue, sighing, “I just don’t see the point of this really.” You were not exactly lying. 
It was not about the corset at all, but the ordeal that was bothering you. You really did not see the point of dressing up, promenading with different suitors, being an active part of the season to impress the eyes of the ton, especially when you’re at the age of six and twenty. However, what was more daunting for you (and you did not want to show that on your face,) was the idea of meeting a potential suitor at this season’s inaugural event, the Inarizaki Beautillion Ball.
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It is said that for the past two years, the King, Keishin Ukai, wanted to shake up the season by inviting the gentlemen from the ton and declaring a beautillion ball to see who would be the season’s “Blue Sapphire,” the highest prestige bestowed upon the concerned nobleman by the King, and the most eligible bachelor for this season, in addition to having the season’s “Diamond,” the same applying to women.
One day, the King was walking along the corridors with Lord Ojiro, the Prince of Inarizaki, who was organizing the said Beautillion Ball, when he remarked, “I yearn for someone fresh, someone unexpected, to turn the season on its head. That is what we need. There is no room for indifference. Apathy is a blight the monarchy simply cannot endure, especially when it comes to choosing this year’s ‘Blue Sapphire’. ” 
Ojiro nodded  and replied, “True, Your Majesty, but a young gentleman cannot be a Blue Sapphire unless you anoint him as such. When you started the tradition of choosing the ‘Blue Sapphire’ along with the ‘Diamond,’  the ton obviously did not take it too kindly. But in the last two seasons, they’ve noticed that while we do look into the most eligible suitor, our “Diamond,” from the noblewomen, we’re establishing equal opportunity and doing so for the men as well, keeping a more watchful eye over them. So if for any reason you do not find one among the candidates today—”
King Keishin rolled his eyes and continued, “—then Lord Whistledown would surely cause a stir in his pieces of paper. We have heard nary a peep from him since last season ended. In retrospect, the writer may have realized that taking on his king was a bad idea, and he made the decision never to publish again. Or,” the King continued as he shrugged, “He simply went to the country, as the rest of us did in the off-season, bored by the lack of any real gossip. Do you know what that would make him?” Both of them scowl when they realize it, and remark at the same time, “One of us.”
This year, the Beautillion Ball was being organized by Prince Ojiro, who had earned a good reputation amongst the ladies after he came back from Tokyo after a couple of successful business ventures. He was a man of good repute, and his connections could propel opportunities for the Kingdom to advance into the waves of modern society. 
You realized that you had to use this opportunity to look your prettiest, should you find a suitor there. However, no one knew that you had a secret side of you that only lurked in the early mornings, within the pages of books, and when you played pall-mall and cricket. The modern era would call you a “tomboy” in the truest sense, and you would agree, but it was surely safe to say that you were not for this era. Besides, you didn’t see the point of the corsets other than to make you feel, well, uncomfortable about yourself. 
“You know,” your other sister-in-law, Lady Lydia interjected as she was looking at herself in the mirror as she was wearing the new yellow empire waistline dress that the modiste made especially for her, “It isn’t really that bad. I mean, since your brothers were last year’s Blue Sapphires and—” You interrupted her by saying, “—they’re doing just fine.” You nodded, responding, “I know. I mean, my eldest brother Daichi got to marry you, and that’s surprising in the eyes of the ton indeed,” with Lydia giggling, and a tint of blush hitting her rosy cheeks. 
You’d met Lydia, the now Duchess of Karasuno, at one of your closest friends', Lady Ella’s Ball, years ago. Ella had just become the Duchess of Nekoma, having married Lord Kenma, the Duke of Nekoma. You were Ella’s maid of honor, and Lydia was one of the bridesmaids. At first, something about her hairstyle confused you. She decided to have her hair be short and curly, and was even conjuring up plans to make a mullet.
However, you then get to know her free-spirited yet caring and empathetic nature. You also learned that when she took the leap of faith to change the way she looked, she was initially scared of what people would say about her haircut because her parents, who were not royalty, scolded her in terms of who would marry her, but then later she shrugged it off. 
You were so adoring of Lydia that you invited her to the first ever Beautillion Ball, where your eldest brother, Lord Daichi, the newly appointed Duke of Karasuno, was crowned that year’s “Blue Sapphire.” As her hazel eyes lay upon Daichi’s  dark brown irises, he was taken aback by her unconventional looks and eventually warmed up to her personality. While many people were against this union, you and Daichi fought for it to happen. 
Similarly, the following year, when Lord Ryuunosuke, the Earl of Karasuno, was named the Blue Sapphire, he already had his eyes set on his future wife: Lady Kiyoko of House Shimizu. However, it took his multiple attempts to be rejected by Kiyoko and a proposal from Lady Kanoka for her to see that he would never give up on her no matter what, and that’s how they got married. 
This year, as you, being the third eldest in the family, and also, this season’s “Diamond,” were now in line to get married, most of your family were excited to hopefully find your new suitor at the ball. However, there were some things holding you back from being truly excited about the regalia. As you were then trying on the new dress in the mirror, and how your coiffed hair complimented everything else, you thanked the modiste nevertheless for the outfit, and walked back to your carriage with Lydia and Kiyoko.
As you were being driven back home via the carriage, numerous thoughts drowned out the conversation your sisters-in-law were having with each other. You start to remember exactly why you went blank at the modiste. Your thoughts go back to the last season, at Ella’s Ball, where Lord Whistledown’s gossip sheet was spread around and it read: Dearest gentle reader, 
As the social season draws to a close, I personally would like to congratulate Lord Kenma, the Duke of Nekoma, and Lady Ella, the newly appointed Duchess of Nekoma, on their nuptials.  Even the most illustrious noblemen and noblewomen, however, are humbled by the one thing that humbles even the most illustrious members of the ton...scandals! A man with charm is entertaining, and a man with looks is, of course, a sight to behold, but a man with honor—ah, he is the one to whom the young ladies should flock, dear reader. This is not so true for the suitor betrothed to Karasuno’s eldest princess, Lady (L/N). How unfortunate it is that her husband-to-be, a nobleman himself, is a rake, because my sources tell me that he was caught sullying another woman, an Alisa Haiba, at his bachelorette party while he was engaged to the Princess. You didn’t think it would go unnoticed by me, did you? I assure you that this is a gentle reminder to not mess with me, because I have also learned that….”
Even as people were absorbing what was being written on the gossip sheet, everyone’s eyes turned to you. Despite showering you with love in the past, your future husband has always appeared shallow, self-centered, closed-off, and without regard for consequences. In fact, you were present that night when you witnessed your future husband, the Prince of Nekoma, being sullied by the aforementioned opera singer. When he turned to face you, he widened his eyes, as if he had been completely misunderstood. Perhaps it wasn't the truth, but it was what was reported, and you believed it. However, you were not the only one who was aware.  Lady Ella was with you when that happened. However, it occurred to you that you might want to speak with him privately and find out what really happened, because the word of men was favored over the word of women at the time. On the other hand, Lord Whistledown got wind of it, and the news spread like wildfire the next day. It especially hurt you that your family wouldn't let you marry him, let alone court him, so you closed your heart to any future romantic advances. 
You felt someone shake your shoulders as Lydia and Kiyoko got you out of your train of thought. As you three walked into the Karasuno Hall, you were able to hear the housekeeper scold the lady’s maids from a distance, “If you don't put the kitchen utensils where they go, then you're not allowed to complain about it later.” You looked at Lydia and Kiyoko and remarked, with a deep sigh, “Sorry girls, it’s just... After what happened last year, I’m certain that I’ll never find love, at least among the royalty. In this world we live in, in this timeline we live in, everyone is selfish, ruthless, cutthroat, and inconsiderate. So, let’s see if I find a suitor this week.”
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“Yer got to be kidding me! ‘Samu!!”  Around the same time, a gruntled voice echoed down the corridors of the Inarizaki Hall, as a 6’2” tall, brown-eyed man with dark-brown hair, the top of which was dyed blonde, paced hurriedly to his twin brother’s room. “Osamu!” He entered the door to find his twin brother freaking out about the Beautillion Ball. Draped in black trousers, a white shirt, a silver waistcoat, and a black tailcoat with dark brown knee length boots, he stood in front of the mirror with a ragged breath. “ ‘Tsumu, I am scared. It’s happening here. The Ball is happening here. What if—” 
The elder twin sighed and placed his hand on Osamu’s shoulder. “ ‘Samu, breathe deeply. Please,” the elder twin, Atsumu requested, to which Osamu tried calming down, and he replied, “It would have been better if I was in Hyogo, ‘Tsumu. The business there was booming and—” Atsumu nodded in agreement, speaking in Kansai. “Yer right, ‘Samu, but think of Lord Kita for once. He had to acquire the throne at a young age, and we’re doing this to uphold our end of the word we made with him.” Osamu nodded, then turned to Atsumu, “I still find it surprising that you’re not the one being presented at the hall today, but I am. You’re clearly marriage material, ‘Tsumu.” 
Shaking his head in denial, Atsumu places his hands on Osamu’s shoulders, kissing his teeth and replying, “No, ‘Samu, ya are. I may be more handsome than you,” Atsumu then smirks, with Osamu rolling his eyes and both of them chuckling, “But, you are better than me, brother, in more ways than one. Besides, this gives me an opportunity to look out for you in a way.” 
Osamu then sighed, replying, “Okay, fine, I’ll be okay at the ball, as long as you’re here. As much as I like Rin, I don’t want to hear gossip about the ton all day long.” Atsumu then nods, chuckling. Both of them were adopted by the late King of Inarizaki before Lord Shinsuke of House Kita had to take over the incumbent throne. 
Atsumu, being unable to cope with the pain of losing the man that gave them a second chance at life, later gained a reputation for himself that made him less desirable in the eyes of the ton. Involving himself in promiscuous ways, gambling, and even playing cricket professionally, Atsumu never really cared too much for the throne. 
Through Lord Whistledown, Atsumu was being viewed as incompetent by everyone else, and so he didn't want his reputation to ruin his brother's chances in the marriage market. Despite them arguing with each other on pretty much everything, Atsumu was certain about one thing. He loved his brother very much and wanted what was best for him. 
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The next morning of the beautillion ball, as you were riding a horse at dawn, with a quiet atmosphere around you. You couldn’t hear anything except for some ducks quacking, the leaves rustling, and the wind gushing, when a man whizzed past you, and you looked in his direction. Curious, you trot behind him, searching for those distant horse neighs. “Sir, are you in trouble?” You cried out as you searched for him, and as you rode along, that’s where you found him in the distance, riding ahead of you. He then turns to you, winks at you, and gallops away. You were all of a sudden taken back by how his face and his golden-dyed hair glistened in the sunlight, so you looked for him, only to find him in the distance, having exerted a bit too much energy.
“Enjoying your victory lap, is it?” You cry out, thus startling this man, causing him to utter something in Kansai. “You'll not be afforded such an ample head-start this time,” He snickered and responded, “Apologies, ma’am. It was not my intention to cause concern.” Humming, you inquire, “Does anyone know you are riding astride?” Chuckling, he responds, “Funnily enough, I was going to ask you the same thing. Besides, it’s rare that men’s reputations are questioned, unless—” You interject, “Unless you’re written by Lord Whistledown,” causing the both of you to chuckle. “Perhaps,” the fake blonde man continues, “What if we pretend this encounter never happened? Ya allow me to go my way, and ya go yers. Besides, I'm on my way back to Mayfair, where the Beautillion Ball is happening, and my presence is requested soon.”
You reply, “Ah, you worry about being seen,” and he responds, “I worry about meeting strange women in parks at dawn who refuse to leave me alone with their questions.” Keeping a finger on your lips, you continue, “Your secret is safe. I will not tell a soul.” He smiles and replies, “I am grateful to you. Additionally, losing races to strangers in such parks at dawn, I can only imagine the questions yer would be asked.” After a while, both of you spotted a group of guards on horseback. The man then turns the other way, screams, “Good day, ma’am,” and gallops back home, when you cry out, “Sir, I don’t think we’ve yet been introduced.” The man responds, “I am afraid that is not possible. Not when I have a victory lap to celebrate,” causing you to be particularly intrigued about this man as you cantered back home too.
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It was finally time. The Day of the Inarizaki Beautillion Ball. An announcement was made as you entered the Ball, “Accompanied by the Prince of Karasuno, Lord Ittetsu of House Takeda, the Duchess of Karasuno, Lady Lydia of House Sawamura, and the Countess of Karasuno, Lady Kiyoko of House Tanaka, please welcome this season’s Diamond, the Princess of Karasuno, Lady (Y/N) (L/N)!” As you walked into the hall in your baby pink empire waistline dress from the modiste with a garnet studded headband and white gloves, you kept smiling as many men approached you and danced with you, King Keishin, King Shinsuke, and Prince Ojiro, observing every move.
As you were being kept on your toes and turned around by different noblemen, the music stopped and everyone came to a halt as another announcement was made. “Accompanied by His Highness, Prince Ojiro of House Aran, and Earl Rintaro Suna, please welcome The Miya Twins; the Duke of Inarizaki, Lord Atsumu Miya, and the Viscount of Inarizaki, Lord Osamu Miya.” Your gaze found Atsumu’s dark-brown irises as he saw you dancing with different noblemen. Tired, you excused yourself to get out of the hall to breathe in some fresh air.
Suddenly, you heard someone call your last name out. You turn to find a group of women approaching you. One of them remarks, “With you as the Diamond of the season, the rest of us shall receive a respite from the marriage-minded mamas this season, indeed,” causing all of you to chuckle. You then calm down, and smile, “Enjoy your freedom while it lasts. You, too, will soon submit to this ridiculous rigmarole of courtship, being squired by every eligible mister around town until you're barely able to see straight.”
To which another lady giggles, “Is one gentleman unlike any other? Let someone woo you into marriage, and be devoted to you for the rest of your life.” As you chuckle, you respond, “You may be cavalier, but if I must leg-shackle myself in marriage, the man in question should have more to recommend him.”
The other lady looks at you in confusion. “Do not tell us you are hoping for a love match?” To which you respond, “Love is the last thing I desire. If my children are to be provided for, if the family’s reputation is to be upheld and kept intact, then their father must be of impeccable quality. I don’t just need a pleasing face for a Prince Consort. I need an acceptable wit, genteel manners, and someone who’s affluent enough to be worthy of that position. Though it should not be hard to find, since the King will finally name a Blue Sapphire, saving me some trouble, at least of choosing him.”
As the other ladies chuckle and leave, you hear a rustling sound from the bushes, inquiring, “Is someone there? I can hear... you.” That is when you see the blond-haired man stand before you, bowing and apologizing, “Pardon me, Your Highness.” Approaching him, you respond, “I never got your name, until now at least, Duke Miya. I was wondering if we'd meet again.” Atsumu responded, scowling, “So you might discern if my wit is acceptable, my manners genteel?” With widened eyes, you inquire, “Were you eavesdropping, my lord? Also, do you take any issue with my requirements for a husband?” 
Laughing, Atsumu retorts, “It was hardly an effort, seeing as you were proclaiming your many requirements for a husband loud enough for the entire party to hear. Also, yes, I take issue with any woman who views men merely as banks to withdraw funds at will.” Before you could utter anything, he approached you, “Princess (L/N), yes? What makes you think he'll accept your suit if you manage to find this paragon of virtue? Are young gentlemen truly that easily won by a pleasing smile and nothing else?” “So, you find my smile pleasing, is it?” you ask, smiling. Smirking, he continued, “I find your opinion of yourself entirely too high, Your Highness. Your character is as deficient as your horsemanship. I shall bid you good night.” 
As Atsumu walked back into the hall, leaving you alone and dumbfounded in the garden, you were handed over a note that read, “Lord Whistledown’s Gossip Sheet.” As your breath became ragged, you rolled your eyes and responded, “Creating a menace again, are you now?” as you read the contents while everyone received the copy of the sheet: Dearest gentle reader,
Did you miss me? While our esteemed ton lazed in their rustic retreats, this author was doing just one thing. Honing my skills, or perhaps hatching my plans? Nay, even better, I was sharpening my knives for all of ya. The identity and means of this author remain a mystery. Trying to find those answers will prove fruitless, indeed. There is, of course, another unknown identity at the moment. It will, however, be possible for you to uncover this one. I speak of the season's Blue Sapphire, wherever he may be. This author hopes ya have fun at the Beautillion Ball, where hopefully we’ll get to hear some wonderful news tonight. Your move, Your Majesty. 
Always yours, 
Lord Whistledown.
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Atsumu then walks to Prince Ojiro, who’s conversing with Prince Ittetsu, demanding, “We need to leave. We will see you at home.” Being dumbfounded, Ojiro asks, “But whatever for? People are watching, brother, and something’s clearly upsetting you. We just–” Atsumu interrupted him, remarking, “It’s clear we are woefully unprepared to navigate this chaos. I am sure Osamu's absence will only make him that much more desirable.” Osamu then turned to Prince Ittetsu, calmly responding, “It truly was a magnificent soiree, Your Highness. We are most grateful.” Ittetsu then responds, “Well, it would seem both of us may have our hands full this year.” Ojiro then smiles, continuing, “Not if I have something to say about it. And as you very well know, I always have something to say.” As both of them chuckle, silence lingers in the Inarizaki Hall as even the Miya twins halt for a moment. King Keishin found himself reading Whistledown’s words, and as he got irked, he stood up and announced while looking at everyone. “Your presence is noted, and your king is most appreciative. Allow it to now be my honor to present to you the season's Blue Sapphire.”
He then looked at the Miya twins, who were standing near the door, and announced, “Viscount Osamu Miya.” 
The world stood still for both of them, as Osamu walked towards the king and bowed before him, with a number of ladies swarming before them. While you were lost in thought, your sister-in-law, Lydia, remarked, with her husband standing by her side, “You look at him the way I look at my hair in the mirror, Sister,” with Daichi then whispering to both of you, “Truly, I cannot say I will long for any of this. Good luck, sister. This season, you will undoubtedly require it.”
As you walked towards the King, you bowed before him, as he greeted you with a smile, “Princess (Y/N) (L/N), my Diamond. Have you met my new incomparable?” Turning to Osamu, you were taken aback by his beautiful blue eyes and his grey hair. You continue, “I appreciate the introduction, Your Majesty. I only hope to be able to enjoy the pleasure of a dance.” With this, Osamu puts his hand out before you, and you put your hand in his, and you two walk to the dance floor, as you two dance to the classical rendition of “R U Mine?”
“Forgive my directness,” you interject as the two incomparables of the season keep dancing, “Do you have any thoughts about children?” He nods, responding, “Other than the fact that I desire them so? However many I have, my lady, I shall feel most fortunate. Together with my wife, we will chart the best course.” 
Being taken back by his response, you remark, “How very sensible. Do you have any successful business ventures?” Chuckling, Osamu responds, “Most certainly, Your Highness. It needs to be brought to your notice that I, like my brother, am half-Japanese. So, I would need to travel to Tokyo from time to time. I have a restaurant there, which is booming, and I’m looking to bring the business here. Should you want to invest in it?” You felt a fluttering sensation in your stomach as you were enjoying the camaraderie with Osamu, and after a couple of questions, you concluded, “You do not seem decomposed by my line of questioning.” Osamu responded with a smile, “Why would I ever be? A woman who knows exactly what she wants is truly admirable. If I may say so, it's as rare as a diamond.”
Osamu then broke the comfortable silence that lingered between the two of you, by responding, “I think we should go ahead and speak with my brothers. It is their blessing you shall need if we are… Oh! Here he is now. ‘Tsumu!” ‘Tsumu? You think to yourself, as your eyes land on Atsumu. “Ah, Princess (L/N)!” Prince Ojiro spoke, with Prince Ittetsu standing by. “I see you've met Viscount Osamu. This is—”  
You completed the sentence with, “His brother. Viscount Osamu is an excellent dancer. Perhaps, I may learn a thing or two from him,” and bowing at Osamu, with your eyes at Atsumu. Somehow, you felt an inexplicable connection that drew you to Atsumu. At this very moment, Osamu felt like sitting beside a fireplace and drinking tea, while Atsumu felt like a whetstone, sharpening your mettle with every gaze. 
Taking a long drawn sigh, he retorts, “It’s Duke Atsumu, my lady. Would you join me in the retiring room, brother?,” while Atsumu pulls Osamu away. Osamu inquired, “Is something wrong, ‘Tsumu?” As they were walking away from you, Atsumu retorted, “ ‘Samu, you are not to go near that woman. Do you understand?” 
As your gaze never left Atsumu’s figure, Prince Ittetsu remarked, “He is a precious sapphire, dearest.” Mindlessly, you responded, “Indeed. He is who I shall marry.” You were clueless about the confusion that was about to ensue amongst the ton this season. 
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dcpravities · 9 months
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☆ post-event plotting call ☆
alright, time for me to be real with y'all and say that i'm a little too excited that my muses were killed in the event and now are totally unaware. obviously if i have to add someone else before the end of the event lol, i'll reblog again but!! definitely planning to use this to jump start new plots and connections outside of just fandom ones, so please feel free to throw a like at this if you're interested in any of the wanted connections i've posted, or if you have any other ideas!!
dorcas meadowes, harry potter
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fake life vibes: studying as a grad student, works odd jobs here and there to keep the bills paid but keeps her life as stress free as possible. has absolutely no recollection of anything magic related, and will laugh in the face of someone who tries to tell her that she knows about it. very focused on finishing her work and getting a good job, everything else falls to the side.
new connection ideas:
fake relationship / fiancee: someone else with fake memories who believes they've been together for a while. bonus points for another unaware marauders era character if you want some spice.
fake siblings (real or adopted): in her actual memories, dorcas is an only child so it could be fun to let her get attached to the idea of having siblings only for it to be completely fake. other fake family is also an option!
academic rival: she's smart and hardworking and she knows it, and she's not afraid to sidestep anyone that might get in the way of that or provide an obstacle to her. could be playful vibes or could be something a little more cutthroat.
an ex: in this fake memory life, she's definitely someone who didn't stray from the path of what was expected, not someone who liked to make waves at all - but this could've been someone who got thrown to the side because they didn't fit in with her idea of a future.
the person who keeps trying to tell her who she actually is: self explanatory, but be prepared for her to be annoyed at you 24/7. could also be someone who has her wand because she definitely does not still have that lol.
venti, genshin impact
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fake life vibes: still an extremely annoying drunk, just tends to get in trouble for it more since he's lost memories of all the different ways he could get out of trouble. works as a bartender ( a terrible one since he's usually drinking more than the actual paying customers, also tends to go home with someone after every shift ). doesn't have a ton of friends because his personality can be a little grating but he tends to be likable and friendly for the most part.
co-workers who hate him: like i said, man is a terrible bartender. he messes up drinks, constantly is tipsy behind the bar despite denying it, and somehow manages to evade getting fired because he's just relatively charming and/or he's blackmailing the boss. could be either, could be both.
fwbs: probably has a few of them, varying ranges of friendship or if it's just something casual they they're both looking to get off.
a roommate: before dwording he didn't live in any one spot since he can just sort of deal with anything since he's a god and probably just came and go wherever he wanted to, but wouldn't someone love to be his roommate?? it'll be fun
maybe an actual friend: he is a nice person who is very thoughtful once all of his extra personality is pulled away, so there could definitely be someone that does actually like him for some reason.
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kourtniwritesagain · 8 months
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Y'all....I've found a good portion of my old fics (reblogged from one person or another). I'm going to be tweaking them and then reposting. I will not be reblogging them since they're mine already. Plus, I found a lot of grammar/mechanics/syntax errors, and I cannot allow that to stand. Be prepared for a shit ton of old fics popping up this week!
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Me @ Obey Me!: I'm not gonna simp for 7 disaster demon brothers. . .😑
Obey Me!: Throws interesting storyline,drama,angst,brotherly feelings,nice characters,funny interactions and mystery at me.
Me:
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ushijimacentral · 3 years
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Vacations the Haikyuu Boys Would Take You On
a/n: I am absolutely DYING to travel again. Lmk who you would like to see next. Barbados gets two pictures because I'm biased and proud lol. Oh and reblogging makes your pillow cold at night.
Karasuno Boys Edition
DAICHI
Costa Rica
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Wanted to take you somewhere with fewer tourists
Also super budget friendly so y'all get to save money
You guys got great pictures of the volcanos and visited a biological preserve
Said he wasn't scared of heights but screamed when you went zip lining over the forest
SUGAWARA
Germany
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Suga loves European architecture
And here is the origin of the kindergarten so he wants to learn a little more about the teaching styles here
You guys visit old cathedrals and castles and take tons of pictures
Even though France gets most of the credit, Germany has AMAZING pastries and you guys set out to eat as many as possible before you go
ASAHI
France
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A little basic but he loves French culture
He got you invitations to Paris fashion week
The hotel serves you an authentic French breakfast
After the fashion week, you get to visit the Louvre and imitate the art there
NISHINOYA
Italy
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Semi canon
He's been fishing there already so he knows a lot of good spots on the coastal towns
Kissing in a gondola
You wish that was you huh
Close friends with the head chef of a little restaurant so you guys eat the GREATEST Italian lunches
You get tons of gifts from the villagers like olive oil and cheese
TANAKA
Hong Kong
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Thanks to Yamamoto, he's really interested in visiting the city
Low-key overwhelmed with all the city lights and everything but loves it
You guys go hunting for vintage items on Cat Street
He ends up finding a vintage vase that he just HAS to have
Accidentally ate too much dim sum and had to stay at the hotel for a day
KAGEYAMA
Thailand
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Scared of flying
Like really badly
Had to take an Ambien so he wouldn't freak out
Riding elephants after you get there
He kinda wasn't prepared for this trip so he doesn't know any Thai
Luckily you managed to learn a few phrases before you left
STREET FOOD BINGE
Visiting the markets
HINATA
Hawaii
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Was super pumped for the trip
Saved for forever so you guys could do everything
Surfing for sure
Eating fresh pineapple from the Dole farm
Somehow he talked you into hiking up a volcano
Just tons of outdoorsy things everyday
TSUKISHIMA
Norway
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Not really outdoorsy so he chose a spot where you guys can stay in
Rented a little Airbnb and had you guys flown to it
Clear roof so you can see the northern lights at night
Eventually you visit Oslo for a coffee date
Finally talked him into visiting the Viking ship museum
YAMAGUCHI
Barbados
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He takes you here in February to get out of the cold
The weather is super nice and around 70-80° with an island breeze
You guys got to see flying fish jump out of the water at the beach
Trying all the tropical fruit from vendors in Bridgetown
He can't handle the spice of a curry roti (poor baby)
Oistins fish fry at night
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symphonic-scream · 2 years
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I posted 11,398 times in 2021
6041 posts created (53%)
5357 posts reblogged (47%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 0.9 posts.
I added 5,318 tags in 2021
#feral jocks au - 1386 posts
#ml feral jocks au - 1384 posts
#miraculous ladybug - 367 posts
#miraculous - 365 posts
#ml - 355 posts
#miraculous au - 351 posts
#alix kubdel - 334 posts
#zoo au - 290 posts
#chloe bourgeois - 253 posts
#juleka couffaine - 233 posts
Longest Tag: 94 characters
#which doesnt seem like much but theres a ton more id like to buy that i keep on the backburner
My Top Posts in 2021
#5
Thanks for 600 followers so here's the final three heroes
Uh I'll do the description post later j wasn't prepared for it tonight so just the art done by @justanotherpersonsuniverse and the hero names and such
But oh well
Here they are!
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Here are the last three jocks! From left to right, I am proud to present,
Pig!Marc, aka Oinker!
Ox!Rose, aka Oxenfree!
And
Rooster!Zoé, aka Chikadoodle!
Hope y'all like em, but let me know what you think! I loved y'alls guesses and shit, and I hope none of them come as a dissapointment
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#4
Has someone done this yet-
Queen Banana really just looks like
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#3
Canon can "confirm" the Couffaine's being twins all they want I will continue to ignore it and choose my own option as the mature person I am :)
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#2
Gabriel thinks he's "Manipulate Mansplain Manwhore" but really he's just secondary to Nathalie's "Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss"
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#1
Jocks as Things I've Witnessed Dumb Teens Doing
Kim - applied for a job he wasn't experienced enough for and put down a friend as a reference. Said friend was called to discuss his work ethic, and had to make shit up on the spot. He got the job in the end but quit two days later cause he didn't actually like it
Alix - accidentally packed rollerblades instead of skates for the skating unit but decided to go Full Send and went on the ice in rollerblades. Broke two ribs and dislocated a shoulder trying to outskate a very angry PE teacher
Kagami - volunteered to help demonstrate a move during the gym kickboxing unit with the instructor. He mimed a swing at her head and in what seemed like a second she had him in a headlock on the ground. She broke his arm
Max - participated in the cardboard boat competition but neglected to mention he had a fear of water and screamed so loud when his boat started to sink that he blew one of the competitor's eardrums
Chloe - tried to prove she was "chill" and over her mean girl phase by licking one of the airplanes on exhibit at the museum we visited. Got so sick she had to be taken to the hospital and rumours went around that she got something like polio. Her appendix had burst and that was it
Marinette - baked a cake for the school fundraiser but when it was being brought it, discovered that she had not made an Irish themed cake, as instead of the isle of Ireland she had iced on the Fortnite map, and the flag she had made was for India. When asked about it she groaned and said something like "I stayed up for three days studying for exams. Never again."
Nathaniel - loved the cafeteria chicken tenders so much that he started a cult around them where him and his bunk mates would sneak out silverware to build a shrine behind their cabin, with a drawing of the Wendy's mascot, creating a whole chant around the tenders that the whole group learned and loudly chanted each time they were served tendies
Juleka - wrote lesbian porn and switched all the words for euphanisms until it was barely recognizable, submitted it to a poetry contest within the school, and won
Luka - put his head inside a tuba and told the tuba player to blast. He got a concussion. The medic accidentally gave him Tylenol 4s instead of the prescribed Tylenol 2s and he was so high he had to be carried around cause he couldn't walk
Adrien - asked the school cop to see his gun during a class demonstration and nearly accidentally shot our teacher, who was later revealed to be a child groomer and pedophile. He still cried when he nearly shot him though and covers his eyes when guns are shown in movies or tv
Sabrina - lit a fire in the parking lot of the school and used said fire to burn the hentai she stole from the school library. Reported the books stolen to her counselor the next day and got no fees
Lila - convinced someone that they had died when they were a kid and met god before being revived by a lifeguard, thinking the other kid wouldn't believe them. When asked what god was like they described iDubbz and got punched by an Orthodox Christian girl
Nino - snorted an entire tube of sugar from a theme park. One of the jumbo ones. To this day he cannot smell correctly, but it won him a bet and $40 Canadian, which he spent on a fake tattoo of Enrique Iglesias
Alya - got a chance to ask astronaut Chris Hadfield a question and received a Challenge Coin for doing so. The question asked? "Do you believe the SR-71 Blackbird was built using UFO parts retrieved in a crash in New Mexico?" The coin was used as a shield for a transformer
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hikari-writes · 4 years
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❅A Love Letter I Have to My Lovely and Beloved Friends❅
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(I just know that 30 july was a national friendship day and today is like 31 july already at where I am but,,, just pretend that this is also for National Friendship Day 🤡🔫)
As you all know, it's been confirmed that I'll be going on a hiatus two days from now that I really don't know how long it will go on. So, with that in mind, I wished to leave this message to all the wonderful friends I've made while I was active here on Tumblr during quarantine.
I've started this writing blog a few months ago, to be precise, on May where life in quarantine was starting to become a norm. In the few months until now, I did my best to start writing and drawing more using all the free times that I have.
I wouldn't have expected this blog to grow so much in such a short time. To me, it was really mind blowing, seeing that there's a lot of other great content creators here on Tumblr. Yet, the 300+ people who stumbled upon my blog still decided to follow me.
I was really happy to have made many contents that I'm actually proud of posting. And I still can't believe there are people out there who love them. Seeing every one of your comments and reblogs and likes really, really, squeezed my heart and I couldn't be more thankful for your support.
And during these fun times, I was able to make friends with many amazing, talented, fantastic and all the good words I could find in the dictionary people on here. You all are a real gift to me and I hold you guys close to my heart.
I still can't believe I was able to befriend you guys though, like, y'all are so amazing and I was just here like squeaking my name to you like a shy mice lmao. =///= Anyways, thank you for all the good and fun times. Thank you for being with me and helping me with lots of things. Just, thank you for everything. (I'm writing this at 1am like it's sad hours yall I'm crying :')))
If you are ever feeling down, do not ever forget that, even if it's only me, I'll support you to the end of the world because you're just so amazing and fantastic. I love you and never let any hate that's thrown at you let you down because they aren't worth your time.
The people I'll be mentioning below are my dear friends or just people that I have been interacting with during the times I was online, little or not, I still consider you guys to be my friends (very self-proclaimed here sorry)and I'm still honoured by that fact.
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@your-local-bnha-writer -Bean, you and your posts are always so wholesome and cute and I love them. Keep being amazing, and we may not interact much, but I still appreciate every little convos we had. Also, wish you luck on tpn, that shit hurted :')
@identifybby -Liaaaa, omg im so v v grateful we became friends. You've helped me with a tons of things and I can't thank you enough for everything you've done to me. You're just so amazing and thank you for always putting up with me, i love you sm.
@minteasketches -Mintea! You're such an amazing artist and I rlly enjoyed our conversations! You might not see this since you're off socmed but just wanna let u know that thank u for being my friends.
@yandere-of-your-dreams -Heyyy sis,, you're always such a sweet bean to me and showering me w love and i appreciate them, stay amazing and I'm sure you'll become an amazing writer.
@shotobabe -Ren, wifey, ilysm thank u for always being with me. You're such an awesome person and keep on being yourself. You're perfect and talented, don't let others tell you otherwise. AND while I'm gone, don't forget to drink lots of water okay? I won't be able to remind you while I'm on a hiatus, but please always remember to drink water. That'd be the first thing I'll ask you once I'm able to be online. And please try to eat more okay bb? I love u.
@takumipineapplexd -Taku! Amazing writer and amazing editor, yes I'm talking about you. You're amazing and keep on making cursed content and being crackhead, i love them.
@bnhabadass -We might not talk much, but I just want to let you know that you're so amazing and I look up to u v much. Literally had a heart attack when u commented on angel wings lmao.
@tomomoni -Mon, love, soft bean, I LOVE U. You've always been so wholesome and cute to every one of your followers and seeing ur interactions literally heals my heart. Your art is amazing so continue being amazing ilysm thank u for being an amazing advisor and listener, I'm v grateful for that. You have no idea how blessed I am to have you as a friend. Meeting you through turn on your airdrop's fanart was F A T E.
@kamabukokompachiro -First time u asked my permission to read my fanfic, I legit teared up. Thank u sm for asking, I couldn't be happier to know that my fic is worthy to be read over for a yt channel. Keep on being amazing and ily.
@kaminii -Kamiiiii, sweet child, you're always so matured and calm and I really adore and respect that part of you (unlike me im v childish and rash) You're an amazing writer and editor and ur aesthetic? 100/10. Love it. You're so talented despite being so young and I'm just, WOW. Ily and thank u for being friends w me. And please fix your sleeping schedule bb. It's rlly not good for your health, like please? Ily.
@katsucutie -I love you and your writing so v much, and I rlly enjoyed talking to you, discussing about Burn Book was rlly fun. I might not be able to know the ending since im gonna go on a hiatus but I'll be sure to catch up to it once im back. Keep being amazing and awesome.
@isolshi -CHERIE, I LOVE YOU AND YOU'RE AMAZING. Don't be so insecure about your writing. They're amazing. And you're also one of the sweetest and cute person I've met here. I always love teasing you cause your reaction is always so funny and cute. Keep being awesome. And please, please, please get enough sleep and drink LOTS of water. I legit would cry if you don't drink more water cher.
@mirakeul -BIANCAAAAA LOVE YOU'RE SO AMAZING AND SWEET LiKE--- please, I love talking to you and thank you so much for always reminding me to eat. Your calligraphy and handwriting are awesome, shshh i don't take criticism. Never stop writing, I love them. And please never forget I love you and you're my best friend okay?
@roxybefab -You've always been the first to ask me to be on my taglist and I'm so v happy because of that. Thank you for everything, and keep on being awesome. You can do this, ily.
@princessofdawn718 -Talking to you about Hamefura has been so fun! I haven't talked w many ppl about isekai so im rlly glad I could talk about them w you. Katarina x nicol ftw! Thanks for talking to me, it was such a pleasure rlly.
@softkodzuken -Maam your writing is A M A Z I N G. I love anon sm and you're rlly so sweet for always replying to every single comment on them. Don't be so insecure about them, they're amazing and i will always stand by that point. Wishing you the best of luck for Undercover!
@lolitsleia -Your art is *chef's kiss* i love them so much, I still can't believe you hadn't had more recognition like why?? Ur oc alex is the cutest thing ever and i love her. Thank you again for drawing Yuki. She looked really beautiful and cute in your drawing.
@samanthaa-leanne -We may not talk much, but when you first followed me back, my heart goes B O O M. You're so amazing and keep being like that. And uh,, good luck with Violet Evergarden if you ever plan to watch it. Prepare a couple of tissue boxes....or dozens.
@miyumtwins -Fellow android users! I first saw you through Bean's post about a tag game and i was like *gasp* another androiders..! I swear that one time i was interacting w you, I didn't actually meant to go off anon,, yes im dumb lmao. Anyways, you're rlly amazing and I'm rlly honoured to be followed by you.
@kawasuno -Your smau? 100/10. Your sense of humour 100/10. They're just so perfect *chef's kiss* I love every one of your updates and they always managed to put a smile on my face, i was like, how did you do that? My sense of humour is nonexistant, teach me your ways sensei. But anyways, you're rlly amazing and awesome. Keep up w that.
@kukusbabe -Tsu, I've never said this, but it's you. It's always been you all along. What i mean is, I've followed you first (i knew u through zara's flopping server yeah!) And when i looked at my dash and saw all your interactions w your moots, despite me haven't legally started haikyuu yet, i decided to follow all of them, soooo if it's not for you, we may not have met each other. Everyone in the kita family, Tsu is the MVP here muah. Also your aesthethic and writing and everything is so kajsjhendnd amazing i LOvE---
@iwaixiumi -King Nami, you're so awesome and amazing,, and I'm really glad to be able to interact w you. All those songs you recommend? Yeah, I'm going to listen and love all of them, thank u so much for the recs. Keep being amazing and to everyone reading this, PLEASE INTERACT WITH KING NAMI MORE SHE DOESN'T BITE---
@shoutodoki -Hello, you're so amazing and talented and im just,,, kekkdjfjdj when you followed me--- and when u figured out i was the anon talking about oboro i was OAKSJEJDDJ please, i was so honoured u know, like ???? Anyways, keep on writing what you love and your art maam? THEY'RE AMAZING LIKE BOTH YOUR ART AND WRITING IS SO KAJSJDJDN pliS im so v honoured to be able to talk to you.
@lisarillia -Please excuse me while I go shout in the corner of how much i LOVE your arts. They're amazing and being able to talk to you was a real pleasure. Keep on doing what you love. They'll be amazing no matter what i swear.
@cutiedrawsbnha -Cutie, honey, you're amazing and your art is so cute! Don't let what haters said get to you. You're going to grow into an amazing artist. If you give in and listen to what they said, you're going to end up like what they said so ignore them honey! I believe in you so keep shipping izuocha, todomomo, and kamijirou and making arts. Lotsa love!
@lilikags -Heeyyyy you sweet cute innocent bean! Don't ever stop writing what you love, you'll grow into a big blog soon enough, before you know it. Just keep making what you love, and as time pass by, I'm sure there will be many people who will find appreciate everything you do. I'm always supporting you.
@baeshijima -SOPHHHHH YOU SWEET CUTE CINNAMON ROLL WAKATOSHI'S WIFE EYE--- You have NO idea how much i love you,, you're so sweet and I honestly don't know what did i do to deserve you. Srsly you're a blessing to me. Thank you for the sweet daily reminder in my inbox, i love each and every one of them. Keep being so cute and wholesome, love you.
@shinsuque -ANAAAAA Thanks again for the Bakugou's memes! I may not be able to do it before i go on a hiatus though *sobbing* Keep being so awesome! I love seeing all your interactions and you're so amazing i honestly don't know why you followed me----
@semiluvr -LYDIA *SOBBING* THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR INVITING ME TO THE KITA FAMILY. Even though we've known each other in less than a week, it already felt like I had known you guys for so long like whotttt. Keep being an amazing and sweet person ily muah
@dumbass-lev -MOMMY, MUI, ILY THANK U FOR ALWAYS BEING SO SWEET YOU'RE AMAZING,,, u have no idea how happy (and also flustered) I am when i saw you asking you want to adopt me like,,, whot I've never been asked to be adopted online b4 so you asking that was a big surprise to me and just,,, remember that i love you and you're an amazing mommy. Hope i wasn't too much too handle as your child lol and thank u, for asking to invite me to the server. It has been a real pleasure to me to be there.
@pudding-head-kenma -DANIE!! We haven't talked much and I've only known you for a short time but I really love your detailed analysis. They're amazing and you're amazing. Thank you for being so sweet and cute. Ily.
@/🦋 nonoi -🦋 NONOIIII!!! IF YOU'RE SEEING THIS, I JUST WANNA TELL YOU THANK YOU FOR BEING MY EMOJI ANON! I love you you're so sweet and bb please please please don't forget me id cry,,,
@astereim -Rein!!! I know we just talked and all but you seem to be a reaally cool and amazing person,, we might not be able to interact much since I need to go prepare things b4 i go on my hiatus though, but just wanna let u know that ily!
@tokoyamis-luv -please don't come for my neck i haven't been active on the server Lol but anyways, zara, you're amazing and your simping for Kurapika is always fun to watxh. Also all the lin manuel edits are *chef's kiss* we may not talk much but i was rlly honoured to be able to interact w you, even a little bit.
@engel-hageshii - YOU, MAAM are a literal angel, and your comments on my fics always managed to make me smile so much. I love you, please never stop being such a sweetheart.
@laylahoran -I've always loved and appreciate every comments you make. I'm v happy I was able to create a content that you can love. You and engel has been some of my firsts followers and I'm really blessed to have you two.
@oyasenpai -Diemmy! You're so sweet and cute and seeing your interaction w my moots (kami) was what made me follow you. Don't let what others said bring you down, okay? Just do what you want because there're always many people supporting you for it.
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Special message to the kita family server;
Meanwhile while you guys were talking about me there, I was just innocently scrolling through Tumblr, not knowing what kind of fate I'll be receiving 👁👄👁 No wonder I was sneezing so much 🤧🤧🤧
So, I was just scrolling through the pinned messages and I saw tsu said "mui: can we invite hikari? Everyone here: kakskejdjdjdn" and i was just like,,, ??????? I wasn't expecting u guys to have that kind of reaction i--- yall have no idea how much i was grinning while I scroll through those messages. Thank you so much for inviting and accepting me, it's really fun to be with you guys and your crackhead energy 🥰🥰 Thank you to mui for suggesting you had no idea I was really really happy. 😭 Y'all are so amazing and sweet and cute and beautiful kakjdjdd
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To all of my dear friends that I've mentioned above, I LOVE YOU LOTS YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GRATEFUL I AM TO MET YOU GUYS. Quarantine time has been stressful for a lot of people, and Tumblr can sometimes (a lot of times) be kinda whack but I was really happy to met you guys during my time here. Our time together may have been short, but i feel like we've known each other for more than a year, no caps. I love you all very very much. Thank you for talking to me and befriending me. Remember to get enough sleep, drink lots of water, stay safe and healthy, eat enough meals and, take care of yourself. I love you guys.
And lastly, to everyone reading this, whether i know you or not, or interacted with you or not, or follow you or not, or you follow me or not, just REMEMBER that you are worth it and I love you. Keep on being awesome, and always remember to smile, laugh and live. Don't forget to always DRINK LOTS OF WATER, GET ENOUGH SLEEP, and EAT ENOUGH MEALS.
Signing off,
Hikari.
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that-little-zebunny · 4 years
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Secret Food Fairy
This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ and for this ask,
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Combined with the 24 Hour Surprise Drabble Challenge: Doctor & Nurse
Warning: little fluff i think xD
Word count: 757
Doctor!Bucky Barnes x Nurse!Reader AU
Summary: Bucky Barnes is a Doctor at the hospital you're working for. He's actually the head doctor of the department you're in and you see how hard working he is that he sometimes forgot to take care of himself and that's when you added a new task in your job.
**This theme was suggested by @ikaris-whore and it's amazing: Quarantine Heroes. Now more than ever, we appreciate our first responders, healthcare workers, grocery store workers, delivery services, restaurant workers - everyone who is risking their health to make our lives easier in this tough time. 
Thank you so much frontliners!!!
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You really had no choice but to notice him. First reason is he's your head, second he's always up and working, moving here and there and the third one...you really, really like him the first time you saw him.
He's nice, smart, funny even though he's strict when it comes to work and he really cares about his patients and team.
He devoted his time caring for them and that is in the normal times and this pandemic had made things tons harder for all of you and him specially.
He started helping at the CoVid-19 prevention wards, tending to the positive patients and still has some time to check on your department from time to time. 
Your heart is both proud and worried for him. He started making his office a sleeping quarter and would eat at the cafeteria sometimes not at all if sleep wins over his hunger.
You just can't let that go on so you've made it your mission to feed him properly. So whenever you get the chance to go home and cook you make sure to bring him food that will help him face the day better.
This is now the third week of your new found mission, you're a bit late than your usual morning delivery because you got transferred to night shift.
Looking at your left and right making sure no one is there you slowly put down the food pack that you made. Tonight you got him a chicken teriyaki meal and some cinnamon rolls and some fruits too. You're proud with masterpiece making sure the sticky note is secured, you're about to stand up when his office door was pulled open.
Startled, you end up stumbling down on your butt wide eyes looking up at the tired looking but still very handsome doctor. He's looking down at you with a frown but it disappeared when he saw the food at the side of his door.
"So, it was you." He said a soft smile forming on his beard covered lips.
"Ahm...H-hi Dr. Barnes." You said grinning like a fool. You got up and wipes the dirt on your pants.
"You've been giving me food. This morning I didn't see one so I thought it stopped thinking it's from a patient's visitor or something." He laughed, a shy sound came out of him as he picked up the packs. 
Biting your lips you stared at the floor feeling stupid for getting caught.
"Keep smiling and don't forget to eat, Doctor Handsome." He read the note stuck on the packaging. He chuckled at the silly name. "Hey…" he said, bending down to peak at your eyes.
"I-I hope you don't mind... you're always here and busy and you only eat when you have the energy to go and eat so...so I thought why not share the ones I made…" you whispered.
"Nurse Y/N, I appreciate this so much. Not just the food but the little notes of encouragement. I'm very thankful but I feel guilty for taking so much of your time and your money just to make food for me." He said rubbing his nape.
You look up to meet his gaze, "it's alright, I-I usually always end up cooking too much and I live alone…" you said waving your hands as you talk. 
He was mesmerized by your cute gestures and it made him laugh out loud his face turning red.
"Okay, so here's the deal then. I'll pay you, you can cook and prepare food for us but I'm going to pay for the ingredients. Is that okay with you?" He asked with that heart melting side smirk and eyebrow arch.
"T-that will surely work!" You said excitedly showing him a thumbs up.
"Thank you so much, Nurse Y/N. Maybe on the next food delivery we can just go and eat together." He winked. "No more sneaking, alright" he said before he went inside his office to put down the food and went out again with his stuff. It was just in time when his name was announced to go to the CoVid-19 ward.
"Time for work again. See ya'." He waved, running towards the direction he's needed.
You feel like you're floating, waving even until he's out of your view. Did he just suggested that you'll eat together? The two of you? Him, you? W-whaaaaa!!! You got out of your day dreaming letting out a little shout of excitement as you punch the air and happily walks to your ward.
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Hope y'all like this. Likes and reblogs are highly appreciated and will make this little bunny super happy 😍
Tag list is now up. 🥰🥰🥰
Bucky Barnes Taglist: @nano--raptor​ @marvelgirl7​ @godofplumsandthunder​
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sheerioswifties · 4 years
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Just wanted to ask if you're sure setting up a hotel is a good idea. I know you said you can't leave your house right now with everything going on, so I wasn't sure if it would be a practical way to help.
Yes, so, this is such a complicated thing that I need to explain better. I'll try to give a brief of all the factors and things in play right now that have made this whole thing an even more complicated mess;
So first of all, obviously we've been trying so hard to escape this toxic, scary, abusive situation for years now. A lot of people have asked- why didn't we just move? Why didn't we- well, there's answers for all of that, but sadly some are really hard to understand, I think, unless you've been in the situation. Being under duress, where your abuser has threatened you about what they'll do should you try to get away, should you try to tell anyone what they've done; while also continually making promises to make amends to the situation. I really recommend that everyone go watch The Take's video on YouTube about Cinderella. I've posted it before, I'll reblog it- but it really brings out some things that are the same in my situation and important to understand. Because, a passive viewer of the 1950's animated movie might also ask why Cinderella didn't try to escape sooner (and then there's the common opinion about how it seems to say that she needed a man to rescue her, but The Take's analysis blew my own mind even when they make the case that Cinderella really did save herself... seriously everyone watch it it's so good) but so when you really analyse what Cinderella was living with, the valid fear presented of Lady Tremaine and her story even echoed in how she instructs Bruno to be careful not to let himself dream of freedom as that might lead to him losing what little he did have, shelter and food... you begin to see the bigger picture. There are a LOT of hurdles a victim of abuse who is still stuck living in that environment must face in order to get themselves out- and Cinderella's story doesn't even get into the added difficulty of all the new hardships somebody like me will immediately be thrown into as soon as I do get out- like being homeless, while being disabled and immunocompromised in this pandemic...
I've reached out to local shelters; and was preparing to have to go there if/when needed. COVID-19 changed everything. Shelters are not safe for somebody like me, who needs to quarantine as much as possible since this coronavirus is potentially so deadly to me. The way the ones near me are set up right now: there are boxes drawn out on the floors, 6 feet apart, so every person who seeks shelter there is given a box to stay within; and it's completely open and exposed. Theft and personal physical safety is a risk in those situations. And then there is the bathroom issue, which is embarrassing af for me to talk about but I guess it's time I gotta go there. It's again unsafe for me to begin with to use public bathrooms. They've been finding that COVID-19 spreads in a LOT of ways in a bathroom, some completely unavoidable (like... "plumes" that enter the air upon each toilet flush). And they're all small enclosed spaces frequented by a ton of different people, the chance of exposure in a public bathroom is so high it's... and so, there's that to begin with. Then add in the unfortunate fact that I have Crohn's disease. An autoimmune disease affecting the gi system in particular. A disease that, particularity when flaring, sends me to the bathroom a LOT and for long periods of time. There's no pretty way to explain that but I hope y'all get the idea (though I will add that lately my disease has been most active in the upper gi; so the most common outward symptom is having to throw up all the time and not being able to eat or sometimes even drink water without having to RUN and deal with actual projectile vomiting that I'd previously thought was always like exaggerated in the movies but uh, turns out that no, it's really that bad... and there's splashback and stuff I mean seriously imagine trying to deal with that in a public bathroom with COVID-19 around. But I also have constant inflammation that's begun to effect my lungs and heart; and I've got several strictures in my small intestine which are at risk of hemorrhaging at any time, and stress!!!!makes!!!!all!!!this!!!!worse!!! stress makes it flare, the sh*tty diet I've had to eat bc of having restricted access to food from this poverty and inability to use the kitchen to cook anything makes it all terrible, hopefully this gives a bit more of the picture of what I'm dealing with without having to get too graphic). So... public bathrooms are tricky. And, also because of COVID, the options for public bathrooms have become extremely small. Everything's closed or so regulated that like when it hits me and I need IMMEDIATE access... that's a problem.
And then there's heat. Summer is coming into full swing and I have a severe medical heat intolerance. I'm talking, it makes me severally physically ill. Anyone else who has ever had heat stroke hopefully understands; it's NASTY. It's like what happens to your body when you have a really high fever- all the symptoms that make you feel so incredibly sick, I get those when the temperature starts to go over 70°F (also, temps over 75° is deadly to my chinchilla, whom is my medically necessary service animal/ companion pet- please don't start with the jokes, I've posted about this and how he's trained and I use him as part of PT and stuff). So, we need air conditioning. That's not usually a problem, but, it became a huge issue here with Bill and Jeanette, who swore that the electricity bill had skyrocketed (not, of course, taking into consideration they'd bought a TESLA that they'd been charging at the house ffhxgdgdzgfz); and it seemed like it was something they used as another form of control and abuse. They'd turn it off (and btw, this is still ongoing, Bill has been turning it off or down every single day) and went so far as to turn off the HVAC unit from outside, and actually dismantling it to render it unusable (I've got that on tape)- all which again is extremely illegal both with it being known to be medically necessary for me but also its expressly written in WA law that landlords cannot manipulate or turn off utilities like that. And now, with how often they've done it in direct retaliation for reporting them...
So the next problem, though, is that now I'll be homeless coming into the hottest months of the year. We have a/c in the car, but the cost of gas to keep it running 24/7 is prohibitive.
So hopefully it is at least a bit easier to see how and why it's so important that we not only find permanent housing to get moved into ASAP, but why I really need something like a hotel to stay in and go to as soon as I can safely leave this house. As it currently stands, if I get out we'll be going directly into living in our car and having to try to use public bathrooms. This isn't even beginning to address other things like how badly I need to shower, wash my hair (and try to cut a bunch of it off bc it's so long it's just unmanageable right now and obvs I can't afford to see my hair girl anytime soon), and change my clothes in the very least. My husband has been staying in the car all this time and it's been horrible, things aren't open especially in the middle of the night, you know? And I also am now once again overdue for my infusion, but when I get it is when I'm at my most vulnerable, my immune system most supressed, so it's scary to try to do that without a safe place to go quarantine and recoup at.
Here's the part that really, REALLY sucks. So like I said we've been trying to get out for years. We researched and contacted every housing resource we could. We were put on the waiting list for the housing lottery over 2 years ago. We kept getting bumped further down on the list as families with kids were understandably given preference, and then as the pandemic began taking its economic toll, the system has been so flooded that it's probably more likely we'd win the actual lottery than get housing anytime soon. Not that we won't stop trying, and working hard on it every single day, but it's really difficult. In the mean time it's been so heartbreaking some of the things I've seen. The camps of homeless people, no longer just what you'd picture as the "typical homeless types" but families from all backgrounds, individuals of all ages, trying to figure out all the complexities of living in a car, or those that don't have a car having to gamble their safety by pitching a tent and hoping they're not robbed or murdered... lines of people stretching far beyond sight, waiting hours in the hot sun to turn in bags of cans in exchange for under $5 in cash. It's bad out there. There's been a lot of ignorance, especially from the older generations, to the housing/homelessness crisis and just how impossible the systems in place are to navigate. I've got so many emails saying things like "oh there's tons of programs and housing available for low-income folks like you! You just need to work harder at it! Be proactive! You both need to-" yeah, it's beyond insulting first of all the assumptions that we both haven't been spending every waking minute and every molecule of energy we have trying to find a home- we have. We REALLY have. Again, there's a lot more to it all that people need to start educating themselves on especially if they're going to try to give advice like that. And especially as everyone works to defund the police and reallocate those funds where they're desperately needed, housing for homeless and low income people needs to be a priority in every city.
It's so incredibly frustrating, though, in our case because we are only so broke because Bill and Jeanette have not paid my husband's wages. He worked long, hard hours. He EARNED money, it just wasn't paid to us- and it's so especially upsetting to me now because seeing all those families in need of help, I feel SO horrible having to apply for help when if we had been paid as normal we'd be in a position not only where we'd be independent but we'd be able to help them out! It's so, SO hard to have to ask for financial help, and get all the judgment that comes with that, the assumptions of laziness when SO MUCH TIME, SO MUCH HARD WORK WAS DONE! He worked! He worked so many hours he'd be there over several nights in a row all the time! They just didn't pay him. And now they're trying to wiggle out of that debt, trying to lean on the familial connection as an excuse.
But anyways, here's where this current situation got worse: we'd finally made some very promising progress via my health care provider. As I've said before, I've been telling every doctor, nurse, assistant, and social worker that I could about this situation for years now. The local housing authority and homeless council also advised us that while it's near impossible to get housing or hotel vouchers by ourselves right now, that if we had insiders like medical social workers who could directly advocate for us with the right places, we could possibly be homed immediately. So I'd finally been set up with a new program created by my health care company, with a navigator and social workers to start doing this advocating for me. They were able to get me the necessary doctor's letters I need for medically needed accommodations and accessibility. And, they were able to set me up with a hotel voucher, signed by my doctor for 2 weeks and then potentially ongoing as the doctor would just need to re-approve it every 2 weeks. The navigator even recognized that there was also a safety risk (because of the Bryant's actions and surveillance) to living in our car; so it was agreed upon that for medical and safety reasons I should not be living in a car and given priority importance for hotel stay and permanent placement. I was getting myself packed and ready to transition to a hotel, and the social worker made it sound like she was working on getting us permanent housing ASAP; asking if we'd be open to moving farther away etc. This was all FINALLY happening and I allowed myself to hope.
...I shouldn't have. Somehow, like it's been mentioned before, they got to my health care team too (partially and escalatingly by calling in for a "wellness check" on me and telling them things that made my health care providers suddenly think this was just a mental health thing, and/or that I was being controlled- this did MASSIVE damage to my medical record and now has caused every person that I go to for help who then sees my chart to be biased and preemptively decided against me). This led to my main social worker telling the navigator, who had been really helpful, to "butt out" and told me to NEVER contact her again- there is some seriously messed up stuff going on there, all directed by my abusers being able to get in there and influence them using their health insurance salesperson/broker ID's, knowledge of the system and friends on the inside. So I just got cut off from that help, from the one resource that was actually just about to get us moved to safety. We called to report and straighten out the story, but everyone had made up their minds- and then just try to direct me back to mental health, which has sadly once again become the catch-all for any medical problems too complicated for anyone to want to deal with. It's "female hysteria" all over again.
My husband talked to them and told them I'm not safe here and need at least a hotel to transition to. They now told him that they feel that this house where I am now- alone and without a caretaker and with one of my abusers having full access to come and go and harass me and mess with the heat as much as he wants- is "okay" / good enough for me to stay in so they won't help. My health care team, having been influenced by my abusers, has now decided that they think it's fine for me to remain in this very dangerous environment WITH my abusers. How do I fight that???!?!?
I honestly just feel so incredibly defeated. Bill and Jeanette really got to EVERYONE to ensure we'd have no possible way to get out and become independent, while at the same time launching a smear campaign against us with the narrative that we are lazy and only want to just mooch off others and have some kind of "mental problem" that keeps us from being able to go out and do anything to improve our lives. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Do you all see what they did there??? Again, how do we fight that? They have my own family convinced too! When we have literally wanted independence and autonomy back SO badly that we were preparing to abandon everything we owned and my husband take any and every temp job he could no matter the hard labor or risks; ANYTHING just to get away. There's still so much more to the story too, this is teeny tiny tip of the iceberg- but I wanted to clarify all this and get it posted so hopefully more people understand.
So going back to the question. We've been able to pack and move some things over the past 13+ days despite it having been made so impossible for me to do. It seriously makes no sense if they wanted us moved out so badly why they went and barred from the premises the one person who could complete that task...
But so we've done what we can and it's reached this point where, if I'm able to obtain a hotel or living situation that I could safely transition directly to from here, I might have to take the risks and do that. I'd be leaving behind a lot of valuable things, including the grand piano down in the garage that we've tried to arrange to donate to a local business but haven't heard back so I don't know what else I could do. Bill and Jeanette have NO boundaries. The second I'm out of the house, they will break into my private rooms and take/go through everything they can find. They have stolen, damaged, destroyed, and thrown out so much of our personal property I really don't understand how they've not been able to be charged with anything yet. They'd open and read our mail. We always had to wait to put our garbage out until the very last minute every week, because if it was ever left for any amount of time unattended by us, Bill and Jeanette would tear or cut open our garbage bags and go through it. I'm now seeing the extent to which they've set up their frame job against us, as it appears they even took and saved pieces of our garbage and strategically placed it among all of our belongings, to help support their narrative about us being trashy slobs. Seriously no boundaries whatsoever with anyone, they do this to others too. Anything we've ever had not watched by us 100% of the time, they've gotten to.
It's been that way since the beginning. We had the majority of our house packed up in boxes for storage in the garage, as this was supposed to just be temporary until my husband got his first big promised paycheck from them and we could move into our own new home. I'd very carefully organized and inventoried everything. But right away, they went about their destruction- they tore open each box in a way that they couldn't even be reused for packing, and dumped out everything we had owned onto the rat-and-dog-poop-covered garage floor. They scattered everything all across the garage and interspersed bits of garbage- and dumped chemicals in some instances- with our stuff, everything has been destroyed with the exception of the items they decided to take for themselves. We've lost an entire house-full's worth of stuff. I can't tell you how violating it has felt, the levels of creepy things have been taken to, the boundaries continually crossed.
But so we're at that point where if we can get me out safely and to some where secure as explained above, we might have to take the risk that they'll finish destroying everything they can get to and use it as part of this whole frame job they're attempting. This is really hard. I feel so overwhelmed and defeated. I hate being so physically unable to do things, being too sick to do more to somehow help this situation. It's all so messed up and is getting really heavy. I need to get out and get some actual rest so, so bad. I'm still facing a ton of massive hurdles ahead of me and I don't know how I'll even begin to tackle any of it without some kind of respite. So yeah, that's where it's at right now.
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tis-i-bat-anon · 4 years
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So, I've had an idea
it's quarantine and I'm naturally Very Fucking Bored, HOWEVER, I have a SHIT TON of ocs that I am currently doing Absolutely Nothing With, sooo, if I made an ask blog, so 1) I can keep track of who has what personality and just, kinda, keep in touch with my ocs and 2) give y'all something to do during this time, what would y'all think?
I do in fact take constructive criticism and am infact, prepared to get Zero Feedback from this, and I might do it anyways just bc I'm bored, but yeah. let me know. reblog this though, I don't get message notifications bc tumblr is Big Dumb.
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