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ifyoucandaniel · 26 days

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exactly one person asked and i’ve been DYING to make this, so here are all of my favorite long batman fanfics in general and for new readers @twisted-tales-told :)

cards on the table by @wesslan ! 69k, completed. this is one of my all time favorite fanfictions, it’s so funny and tim is a mastermind genius and a little liar <3 he basically pretends to be a fortune teller and gives scarily good predictions and advice by stalking the upper class and eventually gets involved with the batfam and has to maintain his lies while dealing with his issues :) 10/10, very found family, good angst, so much lying

Dark Matter by @mysterycyclone , 221k, ongoing. this is a batman fanfic rec, of course my bbg dark matter is going to be here <3 this is a MCUxDCU crossover where after infinity war (spoilers for that if you haven’t seen it!) peter parker gets sent to the DCU dimension with part of the soul stone and basically is haunted by the ghosts of the avengers while trying to survive in gotham and get back to his dimension. this is so well written i’ve read it at least three times, it’s still ongoing but trust me it is SO GOOD. i can’t properly describe it, but if you like spider-man and you are interested in batman, you’ll love.

Red is the Color of Sinners by @bluelotuswrites , series, 120k, ongoing, M. i want you to look me in my eyes when i tell you this is my favorite series on ao3. it is set after under the red hood and daredevil 3 where jason and matt meet in a church after jason loses his ability to speak following the events of UTRH. they keep running into each other both as matt and daredevil and eventually jason begins helping matt out with injuries and tech. it’s not finished yet, but there is something so compelling about their dynamic in this series as well as jason’s overall character and how he is portrayed. i’m a sucker for mute jason after UTRH and this series does so well giving him a fresh start and a place away from gotham to heal and build relationships. i cannot recommend enough.

buy back the secrets by @vinelark , 71k, ongoing, T. THIS!!! oh my god, so this is a timkon fic where kon still doesn’t know tim’s civilian identity, but whenever he’s in trouble tim calls for superboy which leads to them meeting without kon knowing. shenanigans ensure when kon starts spending more time with tim! it’s still ongoing but the author is currently working on the next part and it is so so worth the wait. chapter 4 ends on a cliffhanger though so be warned :))

Sales People Know (listening is the most important part) by Mayhem10, 77k, completed, T. this has the coolest urban magical realism ever. tim basically runs this magic shop that shows up places and people who need something find it in his shop :) it’s kinda a slow burn found family fic with magic themes and a smidge of angst!

Retrograde Motion by Lysical, 112k, completed, T. this is best de-aged kid fic ever. jason gets turned into a 7 year old and basically the outlaws, artemis and biz, join forces with the batfam to take care of him. but trust me when i say this is worth your time, it might sound tropey but in the best way possible!! and jason’s relationship with artemis is sooo important to me in this!

Hand in Unloveable Hand (a chokehold) by britishparty, 54k, completed, M. this is one of the best psychological torture/grooming fics i’ve ever read. pretty much what if while our taking photos of batman and robin, little tim gets kidnapped and black mask gets his hands on him and decides he’s the perfect size for a protege. years of psychological abuse and insane mind games ensue. also tim is a Badass™️

If He Had Come by bronwe_iris, 45k, completed, T. so i’m a little freak and i love the angst of arkham knight jason, but more specifically the aus where bruce saves jason before he becomes the arkham knight! this is an au where bruce finds jason and saves him from the joker after 9 months of torture and brings him home. focuses on his healing mentally and physically and rebuilding his relationship with his family

Banshee in a Well by liverobinreaction (bugbee), 43k, completed, T. veeeery good angst. basically what if tim couldn’t die? 43k of tim drake whump where he just dies a bajillion times and eventually his family notices <3

The Birds: Hatching a Family by Oceanera12, 81k, completed, T. this is like “what if the batkids weren’t adopted by bruce, but instead they were all foster siblings who can’t seem to stay out of gotham at night and batman happens to find them and decides obviously he can’t leave these kids to their own business, he has to stick his nose in it” and there’s some angst and heaps of found family

The Hellblazer’s Apprentice by @bluelotuswrites, 29k, ongoing, M. what can i say, im a simple woman, i love to see jason with literally any older male mentor :) basically in UTRH what if he took up an apprenticeship under constantine to learn magic to piss off batman! so good, i really love constantine so seeing him and jason interact in a long fic is so good. also ALL BLADES JASON TODD SAVE ME… ALL BLADES JASON TODD-

something in the static by bonerot19, 101k, ongoing series with three main completed works, T. this is a jason centric series where jason still lives in crime alley with his mom and dad and never stole the batmobile tires. it follows his life in crime alley with an addict mom and an abusive dad and one night when his dad is whaling on him nightwing finds him and the bats just can’t seem to leave him alone after that. steph is his neighbor and best friend also and their relationship is so good. this is a “what if jason took a different way home to the wayne’s” fic series and i love it so much <3

catch the asteroids that come your way by ThePackWantsTheD, 54k, completed, T. i don’t read a lot of ships in the batman fandom i’m sorry, but this kyle/jason one is sooo lovely. basically the two of them growing up together and falling in love and then dealing with the aftermath of A Death in the Family and finding each other again :) really sweet and nice!

hope you find something you like! i realized the majority of these are tim or jason centric, and i love them all dearly, but if anyone has any recs for long fics focusing on any of the other batkids lmk! and any other recs in general, i am a fiend for new fics

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azure-cherie · 7 months

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𝑵𝒂𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

✵ 𝗖𝗿𝗼𝘄 /𝗞𝗮𝗸𝗮

Crow is the animal associated with krittika , pushya , hasta , jyestha , dhanistha

Crows are associated with being the vahan of shani dev , they are a connecting link between the human world and The spirit world , it is believed that our ancestors come in the form of crows to get food and offer us blessings , it is also believed that the caretaker of the crow will achieve blessings from all gods and reach salvation after death

Mythology and lore :

The black crow, also known as a raven in some regions is said to possess clairvoyance by which he can see different worlds,is the tale of KakBhushundi, mentioned in Tulasi’ Das’s epic poem ‘Ramacharitamanas’. Bhusundi who was an ardent devotee of Ram had no respect or devotion for any representation God other than Lord Ram. His guru sage Lomas tried to correct this attitude by teaching him to develop devotion for nirguna brahman or the formless aspect of God. But Bhusundi ignored his guru’s teachings and kept on worshipping Ram as the Ultimate Truth. In a fit of anger Sage Lomasha cursed Bhusundi to become a crow because of his repeated rejection and arguments against the sage’s guidance and advice. When Lord Ram intervened on behalf of Bhusundi, Sage Lomas relented and recalled Basundi who was now in the form of a crow as ‘KakBhushundi’ or Bhusundi the crow and taught him Ramcharitmanas, stories about Rama’s spiritual journey. Thus KakBhusundi in the form of a crow became the ultimate narrator of the events in the life of Lord Rama. He was also blessed with the ability to travel through time and recreate the story of Lord Rama.

He witnessed a cosmic vision in Rama's mouth, observing millions of suns and moons within, and a vision of the sage himself in Ayodhya within each celestial object. He resided within each of these realms for centuries, and returned from Rama's mouth to find himself return to the same moment in time as he had left. Bewildered, he begged for Rama's salvation, and was promptly blessed with the same. He chose to forever remain in the form of a crow as he had been blessed by his favoured deity in that form.

during the shraddha ceremony or oblation offered to ancestors, a ball of cooked rice ( pind) is offered to the dead ancestor. If crows eat ( touch/peck) it, then it is assumed that the dead ancestor’s soul has been released from his or her bindings with the physical body and has embarked on the continuation of the soul’s journey to the next level of existence. In this rite, crows touching the rice ball is considered auspicious and is also seen as a good omen.they are of particular interest in Tantric narratives and Tantric rituals. In the general Hindu context, the crow is often stereotyped as inauspicious and its role limited to that of vāhana (vehicle of a deity). Conversely, in Tantric ritual manuals, the crow’s sphere of influence is based on a broader concept. Such scriptures imply ominous and ‘dark’ aspects of agency in crows, but they do so in a strikingly different way than Hindu classic mythology. Tantra emphasise an ambivalent potential in crows as beneficial to certain rituals and occasionally incorporate a ‘crow potency’ in ritual instructions.

They are the very powerful healers who are able to locate the shadows that create distress for people and bring blind dark spots to awareness in people so healing can ensue. Spending long periods in the dark gives one this Siddhi.Shuni Kah is the Crow of the Dark Moon who has access to the never regions. He is the one in us to bring the eye to the underground sediment that toxifies our lives. If this unresolved sediment it is left in the unseen world there is no healing.Shuni Kah the Crow and gatekeeper to the world of dreams is the grand healer. Just singing his name is a powerful mantra that causes us to see in the dark.

The entrance to Shuni is through the femminine. His Mother is Chaya, the Shadow Woman, and his father is Surya, the Sun. His Mother was not able to realise her power beside her Husband, the sun, for his glow burned and make her feel overwhelmed and insignificant and so she fled leaving behind her shadow.This signifies how the Feminine is brought into insignificance when the Solar or active force is ruled over her.Having left her Shadow with her husband, Shuni’s mother whilst still pregnant performed prayers and yogic austerity to Shiva under intense heat. Her effort was so great and the heat generated became so hot that her child, Shuni, was burned black.This signifies how heat and tapasya (yogic purifying Fire of austerity) reveals the darkness within the unconscious recesses of one’s being.When Shuni was born and seen in his blackness, his father was shocked at how dark he was refused to recognise him as his child, accusing his wife of being unfaithful. He raged greatly and insulted his wife. Seeing his Mother thus insulted raised Shuni’s wrath. Thus Shuni’s gazes is ever down in the underworld and arouses suffering.He Rides on the Crow and his wife rides on the Swan.One is the bird of the underworld and the other is the bird of the Celestial spheres

The completion of Tantrais known as the Kiss of Crow & Swan.The meeting of opposites.She rides a chariot pulled by crows and has a flag with crow emblem (Kak Dwhajini). She has a voice of howling jackals. Dhumavati

In Celtic mythology, the warrior goddess known as the Morrighan often appears in the form of a crow or raven or is seen accompanied by a group of them. Typically, these birds appear in groups of three, and they are seen as a sign that the Morrighan is watching—or possibly getting ready to pay someone a visit.

In some tales of the Welsh myth cycle, the Mabinogion, the raven is a harbinger of death. Witches and sorcerers were believed to have the ability to transform themselves into ravens and fly away, thus enabling them to evade capture.Odin is often represented by the raven—usually a pair of them. Early artwork depicts him as being accompanied by two black birds, who are described in the Eddas as Huginn and Munnin. Their names translate to “thought” and “memory,” and their job is to serve as Odin’s spies, bringing him news each night from the land of men. For the ancient Greeks, the crow was a symbol of Apollo in his role as god of prophecy. Augury—divination using birds—was popular among both the Greeks and the Romans, and augurs interpreted messages based on not only the color of a bird but the direction from which it flew. A crow flying in from the east or south was considered favorable.Genesis tells us that after the flood waters receded, the raven was the first bird Noah sent out from the ark to find land. Also, in the Hebrew Talmud, ravens are credited with teaching mankind how to deal with death; when Cain slew Abel, a raven showed Adam and Eve how to bury the body, because they had never done so before.Philo of Alexandria (first century AD), who interpreted the Bible allegorically, stated that Noah's raven was a symbol of vice, whereas the dove was a symbol of virtue (Questions and Answers on Genesis 2:38)In the Story of Bhusunda, a chapter of the Yoga Vasistha, a very old sage in the form of a crow, Bhusunda, recalls a succession of epochs in the earth's history, as described in Hindu cosmology. He survived several destructions, living on a wish-fulfilling tree on Mount Meru.[24]

The Lesser Key of Solomon: Goetia, The Book of Evil SpiritsStolas, the 36th demon in the pantheon, will first appear as a raven when summoned. Once he becomes a man, he teaches the arts and astronomy, as well as the properties of precious stones and the healing properties of herbs. Malphas, the 39th demon, appears as a crow and won’t change form until ordered. In his human form, he can build homes and fortifications and can give his summoner a familiar

Raven overheard the old man talking to himself about a box he possessed. The box contained a series of ever-smaller boxes, and inside the smallest box was all the light in the world—which Raven decided to steal.There seemed to be no door into the house, so Raven waited until the man’s daughter went to a nearby stream, then changed himself into a hemlock needle in the water, which the girl drank. Raven changed himself into a baby once he was inside her, and once he was born (an odd-looking half-bird, half-boy creature whose true nature was hidden by the darkness), he demanded to be allowed to play with the boxes. One by one, Raven demanded the first box, then the second, and so on. Finally, he convinced his grandfather to open the innermost box and let him play with the ball that was the light. As soon as Raven had the light, he took off with it gripped in his beak.The light spilled from the ball and over the world, but it wasn’t long before Eagle gave chase. As Raven fled, pieces of the light fell to the ground and shattered, bouncing back into the sky to create the Moon and the stars. Other pieces of the light slowly fell as Raven made his way around the world, which is why the light travels across the sky the way it does.Theories suggest that the three legs represent the three ancient clans of Japan or the three virtues of valor, benevolence, and wisdom. Some suggest that the three stands for mankind, heaven, and Earth. Regardless of why Yatagarasu has three legs, he’s seen as symbolic of the navigator, physical and spiritual, and he’s even been adopted by the Japanese soccer association in the hopes that he’ll help navigate the ball into the goal. He’s also closely associated with Kumano, the birthplace of the founder of the sport in Japan

The raven is considered one of the smartest birds. In fact, the raven’s brain is among the largest of any bird species. Ravens also happen to possess an extraordinary number of brain cells compared to the brains of other birds.3When the raven is your spirit animal, you are being called upon to rely on your wits in a given situation or when you are faced with a challenge in your life. Often in life, we can go on automatic pilot, accepting things the way they are, or thinking we don’t have the capacity to change them.The raven spirit animal tells you that with innovation and creative thinking, you can influence outcomes that affect the course of your life. Even if you feel emotional about a situation, remember to rely on the gift of your intellect to solve your problems. This is how you gain deeper intelligence and wisdom.\

Charles Dickens’ Barnaby Rudge: A Tale of the Riots of Eighty. In both tales, the raven is at first disturbing to the character who interacts with him. But then he provides important insights. Indeed, the raven expands both of the main characters’ level of consciousness.

In many Native American legends, the raven is the wisest of birds, even possessing the ability to speak.8 (In fact, this is an interesting parallel between Native American legends and stories from other cultures, such as Edgar Allan Poe’s The Raven, in which the intelligent black bird is capable of human speech.The Egyptian goddess Nepthys, who is the sister of Isis, was the goddess of the dead.13 It’s clear that the ancient Egyptians also connected the raven with death, as they associated Nepthys with this intelligence black bird.

Meaning: Survival and Adaptability

Intuition – Because the raven is so closely associated with clairvoyance and prophecy, on a spiritual level, they remind us of our own ability to connect with our Higher Power and higher spiritual entities through our own minds.

Spiritual Guidance – As they are associated with insight and guidance, the raven is also a symbol for spiritual education. We are all works in progress. Learning about spirituality from more enlightened souls can lead to our own spiritual growth.

Spiritual Transformation – As a powerful symbol of transformation, the raven also embodies the idea of shifting consciousness and opening our minds to greater awareness as we navigate our spiritual journey. reflect on the areas of your life that they might relate to. Even an anxious raven dream can be a gift. It can prompt you to take the time to be an objective observer of your own thoughts. Then, you can improve situations without getting pulled in every direction your thoughts might take.

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Through various nakshatras

Interpretations are solely based on my understanding and you can have your interpretation as well ❤️

Krittika nakshatra

Krittika is a churner of perfection under the fire of Surya that gave birth to Shani through his mother chaya the first conception of the birth of a crow comes through while Shani is associated with crows , the struggles of not being seen enough is associated here , the outcast themes come through. Along with that the perfection theme while a crow collects the most beautiful stuff to keep in it's nest , it knows what's valuable like krittika sees the value in things , they know what they want and they attempt to take it . Here this relates to the story of yatagarasu believed to be an incarnation of the sun in Shinto mythology. This also associates with Apollo being the god of prophecy and taking the form of a crow , shows that where there exists light ( Surya ) there Exists chaya , they aren't on a scale of horizontal extremes but the flip sides of a coin, one cannot exist without the other , in krittika lies the light so lies the dark , lies the beauty of creation so lies the pain of change .

Pushya nakshatra

Pushya nakshatra ruled by Saturn comes in through the first liberation through pain and trials in the lives of the natives , like a crow one suffers despite what others say , people say various things without knowing about the wisdom of the crow , this forms the initiation of intuition . While pushya relates to the nourishing aspect of a crow , how they hunt for their young ones , how they know pain because they have been the one experiencing it , being outcast only affects them for a small time because they pick themselves up like a true winner. . Here the intelligence and creativity given by the raven shines through with the light of the moon .

Hasta nakshatra:

The playful nature of mercury- moon shines through the crow in being a lover for finer things in life , they are the intelligent ones the smart ones , they are often called deceptive , but that's just cleverness put to use , while the significance here can be seen through the story of raven (mentioned above) stealing the box which contained all the light of the world and convincing the old man to open the box , natives have great communication skills and can easily convince people. As the eagle chased the raven the moon and the stars were created , signified by the moon hasta creates their own pathway through their own efforts. By hook or by crook they get what they desire .

Jyestha nakshatra:

In Jyestha nakshatra comes in the prophetic and astrological nature of the natives . Jyestha nakshatra is associated with the 8th house , hence death and through the mahavidya Dhumavati who is also associated with crows , this nakshatra gives grounding, astrological talent to the one with this nakshatra. When the ceremonial rites of a dead person is performed offering food to a crow suggests the offerings being accepted by the dead , which is suggested here with Jyestha being in Scorpio. In tantra crows are seen as potent symbolism of intuition and transformation in various mythologies, crow is seen as transformation as is seen in Jyestha nakshatra.In the lesser key of solomon a crow reaches the art of divinitions and healing properties of crystals . A Jyestha native transforms throughout their lives and gains knowledge to become a spiritual centre of creativity and intuition. They bring in spirituality and astrology as 8th being the origin of astrology, they are potent in magical arts and healing others as well as themselves.

Dhanistha nakshatra :

When in dhanistha can be explained through the story of kakbhushundi , the disciple who turned into a crow in devotion to Rama , the solar avatar of Vishnu, kakbhushundi explores the spritual aspect of the crow , kakbhushundi who recited stories through ramacharitamanas . Dhanistha associated with Hanuman also shows the infinite devotion the crow bird and the natives of dhanistha have towards their adored and admired one , being a symbol of loyalty they are blessed with spiritual powers like kakbhushundi could travel through time and various realms , Dhanistha are blessed with the power to see various perspectives . Dhanistha natives are associated with the celestial form of a crow , the loyalty , the devotion and the spiritual salvation.

Thank you so much for reading, I hope this thread provided you valuable insights, please know that this is based on my understanding and interpretation I'm open to suggestions and corrections

Have a great day / night ahead 🤍

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kpophubb · 1 year

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ᰔ 𝕰𝖓𝖍𝖞𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 ᰔ

❥ єинуρєи тαкιиg ¢αяє σf тнєιя ѕι¢к ѕ/σ ♡

❥🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿,𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 ♥︎

"𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥."

✼••┈┈┈┈••✼♡✼••┈┈┈┈••✼♥︎✼••┈┈┈┈••✼

♡ ℓєє нєєѕєυиg [이희승]

The genuinely concerned, loving boyfriend :(

Will wish that he’s the one who got sick instead of you bc he hates seeing you suffer 😔

hee becomes so much softer with you I swear, like holds your hand in feather motions, brushing and massaging your skin with his thumb gently and pressing butterfly kisses to your cheeks and all over your face to make you feel better.

Will google remedies and pour all his efforts to make sure you get well as soon as possible.

Heeseung cares so much for you, that he’s even gonna take his day off just to spend the night with you.

Will make ramen for you and cuddle with you, pulling you into his chest, laying your head on his heart beat when he will brush your hair with his delicate fingers and sing for you. He will kiss the top of your head so fondly, humming to make you fall asleep and ensure you a good night’s rest.

Is the one who holds you tight all night, even in his sleep bc even subconsciously he yearns to protect you and keep you close to him. T-T <3

Gives you so many heartfelt confessions to make you feel good. They’re so genuine, you can literally see the softness and hearts in his eyes. “I’m so lucky to have you, you know I love you so much right?” “I promise I’ll protect you and take care of you, so please don’t be falling sick again okay?” “Hey, I love you so much my Angel” and hug you, holding you in his embrace for a long time and securing you tightly. Love radiates from every heart beat of his that you feel while your bodies are pressed, his promises and feelings seeping into your body and making you feel like warm rays of sunshine on a cool, chilly day. :’) 🤍

Will be SO EXCITED and thankful the day you heal and dance with you, jumping in the air while holding your hand like a little kid that finally you’re healthy again YAAY!! 🥺

Will take you out on a cozy date the next day after, to celebrate and treat you to a delicious meal <3

+ take the chance to be as lovey dovey with you now, as much as your hearts desire ;)

♡ ραяк วαу [박종성]

Absolutely HATES that you’re sick :(

Totally NOT having it, you can literally see the pout and the concerned, disapproving frown on his face the moment he sees you shift in your bed from sickness. Like MAN’S READY TO FIGHT whatever the shit is bothering you!!😠

Will immediately come to your service, pamper you, kiss you, be soft with you, give you tummy rubs and kneel on the bed beside you taking your hands in his so lovingly, asking you what is wrong. He’s gonna listen with the most utmost attention what pain/ sickness you’re suffering from and act accordingly.

Jay will give you massages to help with your cramps or head aches and most definitely will cook all nutritious and healthy foods for you.

He will even bring you the food IN BED! 🥹🤍 set up the tray with candles and give you the most heart warming smile as he enters the room. <3

Will literally listen to whatever you say and call you to check up on you. Yes, CALL, not texts bc he wants to hear your voice that feels so reassuring, calms his soul and brings him peace and happiness no matter how busy or tired he is.

Will give you so many tender forehead kisses, cupping your cheeks with his hand and give you words of affirmation like the husband material he is.

“You’re so strong baby, don’t worry you will be fine.” “I’m here for you always okay?” and proceed to give you the tightest, ooziest ever hug. 🥺🫶🏻

will buy you gifts and spoil you sm when you recover, and expect to hear so many do’s and don’t’s advices from him next “wear warm clothes” “ don’t eat out so much” “don’t sleep with wet hair!” And so many detailed points that he personally gathered for you to follow so his precious girl never gets sick again.

♡ ѕιм วαєуυη [심재윤]

PLS, don’t even get me started on this-

LITERALLY goes into clingy boyfriend mode at the slightest inconvenience because he loves you TOO much

Panics and is all over the place the moment you sneeze

BABY YOU ALRIGHT??” “Are you catching a cold??” “Oh my god is that a FEVER symptom” and proceeds to check your temperature a million times

Just bc you’re his baby love that he must protecc at all costs :(( 💕

Jake is the type of boyfriend who’s gonna devote his whole time taking care of you. Buying you medicines and even attempting to cook for you, dressing you up and even doing your hair and skincare and what not.

GIVES YOU TOTAL PRINCESS TREATMENT. I REPEAT T O T A L PRINCESS TREATMENT!!

Will even carry you to the bathroom bc he won’t let you walk. Princess style transportation to the door ohmygod >.< !! ಥ_ಥ ♡

Texts you a trillion billion times a day , even while he’s at work he will spare a few seconds just to take updates on your day.

Will come home from work early with your favourite food take outs and flowers 🥺❣️ bc duh, he’s the BEST BOY on earth.

The most heart melting part? He would pray to god for you. So you recover fast and are always healthy and happy with the most sincere heart (*sobs bc imagining that is giving me a breakdown*)

Will literally SMOTHER you in kisses every two minutes now that you’re sick. And claim that his kisses have “healing abilities” (pls don’t argue with his romantic ass) he will even kiss you to shut you up. Moral of the story, he will take those kisses anyhow. 😤💜🤭

Jake is gonna pamper you even after you recover and mentally promise himself to take care of you better so you never get sick again. 🥺

♡ ραяк ѕυиgнσσи [박성훈]

The one who really panics a lot! 😣 :((

He’s so scared and clueless, fretting over what he should do and doubting himself whether he can care for you the right way or not

But mind you, baby boy is protective and will take care of you HIMSELF, not letting anyone else nursing you even for a second

He’s your man so he wants you to rely on him 😤💖

Will literally Google “how to take care of your sick girlfriend” and even call his members to take tips on what to do, even tho he’s not an expert in this, he will try his best to not make you feel any lacking

You can seriously see the love he has for you, from the way he furrows his brows in concentration while making chicken porridge for you in the ki then🥺

Will try to be verbal and more openly affectionate for you to cheer you up when you’re sick. Like pat your head and give you back hugs, but he gets so shy and awkward xjdndjdndj 🫣👉🏻👈🏻

Will even whisper “I love you” in tiny just barely so you can hear them lmao

Pls do not ask him to repeat, bc he will be into tomato mode so spare his life girl!! XD

Another one who you can make to do anything for you because he’s at your service ma’am 🫡

Let’s out the most relieved sigh and pretends to wipe sweat off his forehead when you recover like “phew finally I won’t have to be so worried and take care of you😮‍💨🥴” JUST to tease you and make you run after him, chasing him and the both of you bursting into sweet laughter soon enough! 💗

♡ кιм ѕυиσσ [김선우]

Pouts very displeasingly the moment he comes to find you sick ☹️

Seriously more upset than you that you’re IN PAIN >.<

Becomes so worried and dramatic like “oTtoEkE😣 baby you’re feeling bad!!” and starts walking in the room to & fro, thinking hard about what he should do for you.

Takes you out to the doctor from the minor inconveniences!! You get a sore throat and he’s dragging you to the hospital the next minute

Becomes extra when it comes to caring for you, feeds you all sorts of medicines and remedies and grows “😠” if you say no !!

You can literally see the worry painted all over his face aww 🥺

Begins lecturing you every now and then why you shouldn’t do this/ that and prevent yourself from falling sick and how he never wants to see you suffer ever again

Irritated at himself for letting you fall sick in the first place :(( </3

Holds your hands at all times and kisses your entire face and talks constantly about how much he loves you and to hang in there until you have to kiss him to shut him up oh god

Will assign ni ki to take care of you for the days he has schedule and narrow his eyes when he video calls you to check if y’all are not messing around and actually resting

Jumps around the room from happiness and does his joyous lil dance the day you recover, and you can see that million dollar sunny smile on his face from his excitement <3

Clings to you shamelessly for the rest of the day now cause come on, his baby is finally all fit and healthy 💕🥰🥰

♡ уαηց วυηցωση [양정원]

Since he’s already really good at taking care of people, he will do a great job looking after his beloved girl aka you <3

The bonus point is that you’ll get more affection and love from the others he takes care of ;)

wonie’s someone who has a whole medication routine to follow for you. If you’re having a cold, he knows what kind of drinks to feed you, what medicines you need and all the things covered. If you have a fever, he’s gonna nurse you with wet towels and give you medicines and basically the best and most perfect kinda treatment you can ask for. Your boyfriend is just an all rounder!! He won’t let anything be less from any direction when it comes to you.

He’s someone who becomes extra romantic given this chance. 🤭❣️ he will sneak in a few more kisses and give you as much cuddles as you want. Bc he’s someone who’s not normally very clingy or touchy, he’s gonna use this chance to pamper you as much as you desire.

Starts using pet names to make you feel better like “my baby needs this?” “Ohh my love is hungry?” But nothing too cheesy because he pretends to cringe but HEAR ME OUT, the real reason is that he’s so shy lol 👉🏻👈🏻

Gets red ears and blushy rosy cheeks and you can literally see the dimple poking everytime you look at him lovingly while cuddling and tease him for suddenly being so romantic. 😳

The type of sweetheart who stays up all night caring for you!🥺 you wake up to a sleepy jungwon sitting beside you on the bed, while holding your hand. He’s been holding your hand all night and keeping an eye on you.

You wish you were sick more often because the “I love you” parades are so real and make you feel 🦋🦋🦋. I love yous from yang jungwon every hour? PLS,, literal heaven 🤲🏻

Even if he’s at work, he’s gonna text you every now and then, ESPECIALLY during meal times to make sure you’ve eaten. Won’t be convinced until you snap him pictures of your food and reassure him you’re eating well.

Literally the most caring, cutest boy ever. Period.💕😩

♡ ηιѕнιмυяα яιкι [西村力]

Now altho ni ki is very playful 90% of the times, he becomes SO MATURE when you’re sick

Goes into his adult mode, is so patient with you and gets you medicines and groceries by himself, and even gives you physical support when you walk (even tho you don’t need it T-T)

Yes by physical support I mean tucking your arms inside his and LIFTING YOU UP with his strength in the name of helping you walk lol

But he’s doing it bc he cares for you sm

Don’t think you’re NOT going to be teased just bc you’re sick😏 he’s gonna tease you and enjoy it just to laugh at you, his cackling laughter making you laugh in turn

Will show you so many memes of the members and make goofy faces to make you smile and cheer you up into a good mood until you forget you’re sick in the first place 🥺

Another one who becomes very romantic (and touchy) when you’re sick ahem *coughs*😳👉🏻👈🏻

Will give you tummy pats and kiss your jaw and cheeks and even the spaces in between your fingers bc he’s just so adorable T-T

Will chant in your sleep into your ears softly & lovingly “you’ll get better soon my baby bear so don’t worry” and kiss your earlobes

Then proceeds to gets SHY over it and rolls into the other side of the bed and kicks his feet in the air lmao

And he even checks in the middle of blushing just to make sure you’re actually awake and not witnessing this funny high school lovesick scenario he has on 😆

Stares at the phone all day for your text notification until he gets teased and laughed at by his hyungs. “ leave me alone aish” he always holds back his smile and complains, but they can see how your name impacts him from his evident red ears.

Overall, just another sweetheart who’s so relieved when you recover and promises to himself to never let you fall sick ever again. <3

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strawhatkia · 10 months

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luvr boy.

INCLUDES ! izuku midoriya x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! general relationship headcanons with izuku !

WARNINGS ! cursing, fem!black! reader, we still in high school y’all, a little uraraka slander (read to understand), edited

WORD COUNT ! 1.6k

A/N ! another repost, i had to break it up bc it was a lot of text - izuku motherfucking midoriya. the blasian himself. isaiah niggadoriya. him with a black female? him with a melanated goddess? i think it god’s greatest gift to give izuku ‘deku’ midoriya a beautiful, melanated, healing black woman and for me to write about it.❤️🥰 also, i hate the way uraraka is written and i will not hold back

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pretty boy- the prettiest

alright!! let’s start with wash day!!

…nigga did not know shit-

poor baby grew up with inko, bless her straight headed soul, so he had no clue how to probably take care of his hair

all he had was h e a t d a m a g e

“zuku, how do you do your hair?” “huh?” “like what do you do?” “uh well, nothing really, i just wash it, that’s it.” “…” “what? why are you making that face- IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY HAIR?!?”

everything…everything is wrong…

aight sis, grab yo detangler, rat-tail comb, hard brush, sulfate-free shampoo, co-wash, conditioner, deep conditioner, protein treatment, all your oils, patience, and strength

and for the love of everything that is great- throw away his 3-in-1 before he give me a fucking heart attack

chile- you couldn’t even see his fucking scalp. his hair was so matted and curled up tightly together that it hurt to look at it

don’t let him go out this house like this no mo, hear me?

but it’s nothing you can’t fix, give the lil boy head some TLC and watch them curls pop!

first wrap that towel around his shoulders, put a pillow on the floor and sit him down in between ya legs and start the marathon of old all might and black people movies you gon’ be there for a while

lil boy would not sit still and he was tender-headed pick a struggle; at this point it was either get popped by you or suffer the pain from his scalp…he chose the latter

mans almost fell asleep while you was shampooing his hair and when you put the hot oil treatment on his scalp- slumber

after everything, you twisted his hair and gave him a bonnet

“uhm...why are you giving me a hat?” you almost slapped the taste outta his damn mouth

after explaining, he put it on; little did he know it was an expect copy to yours, just a different size

“baby, we’re matching!” ”yes, izu, we are. do you wanna take pictures?” you have just made his night.

the pictures were posted all over insta and has them pinned on his account you betta bet mina was all in the damn comment section ; later, he would print them out and put them on his desk so he can look at when he sat down or went to bed

when you took his hair down the next day, he went to the mirror and baby had stars in his eyes

“it looks so cool!” “i’m glad you like it, izu”

he talks about you to all might all the fucking time to the point they both know you better than ya damn self

which is really annoying because all might be wanting them "one on one" talks and it will irk you to talk to him because everything will be "but young midoriya said..."

to be honest, he went to all might for love advice....don’t ever let him do that again. mans was using the most corniest lines but since it was izuku, he got away with- tell me you not cheesing thinking about him saying the "roses are red, violets are blue line" with the cutest blush...im waiting

golden hour, his favorite time of the day

this man will drop everything just to see you at golden hour like when the sun is just starting to set, he will rush into ya dorm room just to watch you

it's like therapy for him to see you relaxing under the setting sun and see your brown skin shining, i just feel like this time would be the time he reminds himself that he is incredibly lucky to have you and will literally do anything to keep you relaxed like this

"zuku babes, what are you looking at?" "nothing~" "whew boy you are so far gone" "hm?" "oh! uh...love you !" "hm, love you too~"

side note: ...if you hear a camera click, don't be surprised

izuku loves affection, giving and receiving

his giving love languages is acts of service and a lil bit of quality time; his receiving love language is physical touch and words of affirmation

so it’s important that you meet in the middle and give him praise, shit works like a charm

go up to him, pat and rub his curls and tell him that he did a good job and one of two things will happen

one: he'll tear up a lot and ask if you're sure or two: he'll blush really fucking hard

as for his giving love, he'll just kinda follow you now until he is told to leave. don’t do that. just don’t.

let him leave on his own, you'll make him feel like he's bothering you otherwise

ask him for cuddles, he’ll drop almost anything he is doing to do so

even if you just drop hints about it, he’ll just smile and just take you somewhere quiet before sitting down or laying down to take a nap with you (nap dates with zuku !)

i think my heart just busted outta my chest i love him so fucking much

if you wanna match his acts of service, when he’s sick or just really busy at hero work studies, take notes for him in class. he will love you forever i promise.

and best believe, that he wants your attention on him at all times

remember them head pats? let’s say you give them to todoroki or tsu for doing some reason

poor thing is definitely sitting in a corner somewhere sulking

he doesn’t want to get upset because that’s his friends and he's glad that you are getting along but he would be lying if he didn't feel a little salty about it

later on, he will ask for some and if you refuse for any reason, he’ll look at you like you just tore out his heart…cause ya did

and GOD FORBID if you give more attention to bakugo instead of him…it is now in God’s hands

he’s throwing you over his shoulder and walking away from bakugo, not before throwing him a glare which later on ensues another fight between them

he only did it because he doesn’t like you getting too close to bakugo, no matter how much he cares about him being his childhood friend

i would like to think there's always that underlying fact that yes, you can handle yourself, but he also knows just how capable bakugou is and lowkey does not want to risk it

please remind him that you do love him and that he is a good boyfriend with all the hugs, cuddles, and all that other good shit

he loves to write about you in his notes, he has AT LEAST 4 notebooks about everything about you as well as somethings he wish to say to you and a little souvenirs from moments between you two that he found special

he has a special item from the time he figured out that he loved you and wrote down in detail what happened and how he felt about it

when you find these notebooks, do not, i repeat, DO NOT tell him that you found. just take the damn notebook while you can and run

give it back and you'll never see it again.

but most definitely tell him about all the things you read and watch him turn bright red

“so, you did get jealous when I gave Sero that hug the other day?” “HUH?!?!? H- H- HOW DID YOU FIND OUT!!?” “*holds up notebook marked ‘Y/n L/n’* Maybe because wrote about it…in detail” *cue the screams of embarrassment and horror*

nah but the amount of times the boy has gone off on a tangent about the little things he loves about you in there will get you flustered-

for drama sake, let’s talk about uraraka

short story: you almost knocked that bitch teeth in

long story: yes, deku used to like her and yes, she almost got him but that did not work out and guess who got him first ! tbh, you started out good friends with uraraka apart from the dekusquad but she never told you about her lil crush until it was too damn late !

and little miss thing was not happy about it; “after all this time…he gets with her!!”

i think you noticed at first her lil sly ass actions and remarks but don’t give in, let her make a fool of herself and watch her run around in circles

be calm and stay two steps ahead, it will work out in your favor ! and it did !

the next person that noticed was tsu, however, she was on your side about this because she hates petty shit and people so what uraraka was doing was not to her liking at all !

the other two, iida and shoto, caught on to it (iida wanting uraraka to at least remain civil and shoto just watching from afar) but deku remained oblivious for a while

he just wanted to be friends with everyone so he kinda just...didn't notice or thought she was mad about something else

i feel like uraraka would get beside herself and start saying reckless ass shit to express her frustration but it would only end up with her getting her ass beat and shunned from the group until she got her act together

you can guess what she said but all imma say is….she really lost her god damn mind and paid the price

what's worse is she really did try to make it seem like you stole from her...but dum dum was the one who didn't speak up? until the very last minute? which...sounds like a personal problem? sssoooooo, stay mad?

everyone in class did figure it out and it was just lowkey sad to see her get so messy but in the end !

izuku loves you very much and would do anything for you

you are his happiness and he’s thinking about spending forever with you

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cogglebee · 2 months

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Portal Zombie AU

I'm more of an ideas man, so actually writing out my ideas into a full story is stupid difficult. But I still want to share while I embark on the painfully long process of turning this idea into a full fic. (sorry if any of this is formatted strange or if I'm somehow posting wrong, I don't really understand tumblr all that much)

Portal Zombie Apocolypse AU!! (I started this before infection aus started popping up if that gives you any frame of reference as to how long ago I started this)

Summary: Instead of Caroline being put into Glados, she's poisoned by a jealous coworker with a strange substance from one of the labs (Cave is still alive and healthy, he's just not relevant to this story)

She goes home to her fiancé Chell (queue the gasps and cheers) Who is worried that she appears so sick and cold. Caroline brushes her off and goes to rest, insisting it's just a bug. So Chell leaves and visits her friend and former coworker Mel (queue more gasps and cheers)

It's here where we learn a bit more about Chell, she's a former test subject that left quietly after witnessing the death of a fellow test subject due to the unsafe testing conditions of Aperture. She hasn't reported anything for fear of ruining Caroline's career.

While Chell is away, Caroline begins to change, her body begins to decay, her hair loses it's color and turns white, her brown eyes shift to a haunting yellow. In a distressed state, not remembering that she pushed Chell away, begins desperately searching for her. This is when the infection spreads to other people.

By the time Chell leaves Mel's house (the next day) the entire city is desolate, she rushes home, encountering several zombies on the way. She's desperate to find Caroline again, but she doesn't find her. So she gathers a couple weapons and goes back out to search for her fiancé, on the way meeting Doug Rattman, the scientist that was working on the serum that caused all of this, he's trying to find a cure (he also has a large therapy dog simply named "Companion" that accompanies him) the two team up and travel together, eventually meeting Wheatley, whom they have to save from a small horde. Mel probably dies I haven't decided.

Angst and apocalypse shenanigans ensue, the crew travel together till they find Caroline, now Glados, (Genetic Lifeform Amplifier Destitute of Soul) (idk man I needed to get the name change in there with a new acronym) Emotional moment, Chell has to kill her, world begins to heal.

Some other information: Caroline is the patient zero in this (obviously), so she's got some abilities to kinda mimic Glados in the game. She acts kinda like the head of a hivemind, she's able to tune into any infected and see what they see, hear what they hear, etc. She uses this to spy on Chell, as she is now hellbent on killing her (I'll work out a proper reason, it's mainly because her mind is very corrupt right now and all she knows is that Chell makes her feel very upset, because when she was first getting up again while Chell was gone she found her ring on the counter)(She doesn't know that it was temporary so that she could wash her hands and just forgot to put it back on)

This all also means that killing any infected won't do much to end the apocalypse, they have to kill Caroline.

I have some other little ideas but thats about the jist of it. The idea was inspired by Brand New City by Mitski and California Dreamin' by The Mamas and The Papas

If anyone has any advice on properly executing an idea like this PLEASE share, I'm almost desperate here (I'm very desperate, writing is a tricky mistress)

#portal 2 #chelldos #I guess??#more Cheline #is that even a ship here?#portal2 fic #writing #chell portal #caroline portal #glados portal

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somberjoon · 2 months

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METANOIA [6]

✩ pairing: wolf hybrid nj x cheetah hybrid reader (f) - eventual ot7 x reader

✩ genre: soul-searching , romance🔞 , found-family , healing , angst , happy ending

✩ word count: 3.8k

✩ chapter warnings: uncertainty in behavior and emotions , anxiety , brief mention of weight and a regularly scheduled pap smear (i know these appointments can be uncomfortable to a certain extent so the section with this appointment is marked with * at the start and end)

✩ summary: She doesn't know. There is so much about her and her cheetah that she hasn't had the privilege to understand. Unknown backgrounds and unknown emotions clash with feelings of want- hopes of being herself unapologetically. Namjoon seems to be someone that can help her- but can the rest of his pack truly be what she has wanted and needed?

✩ cover: me

ch.1 , ch.2 , ch.3 , ch.4 , ch.5 , ch.6 , ch.7

✩ disclaimer: this is not proof read like my other chapters, nor does it have too much going on. I am in my last couple weeks of Winter term as a full time student, so I apologize, but the content is short and simple. I think this still had some sweet progress for Y/N and she's my baby so it's fine. Next week's and the upcoming updates will hopefully be longer and have more content,,,I have quite a long way to go for being 6 chapters in, so I apologize for that as well :[

Y/N

As Taehyung pays for breakfast, Y/N stands and checks her phone she forgot was on silent. She doesn’t like the abrupt sound, but she always forgets to turn the vibration on at the start of the day.

Surprisingly, a message from Namjoon is at the top of the notifications. A message from almost an hour ago.

‘Good morning, Y/N! I hope your day is going well. Checking in to see if Taehyung is with you?’

Just as she goes to type back a reply, her phone shows an incoming call from Namjoon.

“Hello?”

“Hey, I’m sorry to call, but I got worried that neither you or Taehyung were answering my messages. Is he with you?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry, I thought you would’ve known he was here. He just showed up at the house and we just got done going out to eat. Do you need to talk to him, I can get him for you.”

“No no, it’s fine. I’m just glad you both are okay- he didn’t let me know he was leaving this morning. Was breakfast good? I’d imagine he took you to that little diner?”

“He did! It was really good.”

“I’m glad you liked it. But, if you’re uncomfortable going out or with anything at all just let him know okay? I don’t want you to go out of your comfort zone if you’re not ready.” She smiles at the kind words, missing Namjoon greatly all of a sudden and wishing he was on the trip with them.

“I’m okay, he’s been really sweet and-” she looks back to make sure Taehyung is still at the counter. “He offered to help me with my cheetah. He’s giving me advice.” She can’t help her giddy voice coming out to tell him.

“I knew he’d bring it up sooner or later. My point stands though, if there’s something that makes you uncomfortable just let him know. Like I said before, he has more primal tendencies than the rest of us, so it’ll be great for you, but it may be too much at times.”

“I will let him know if it’s too much. He needs to go shopping as well, so if we don’t answer you that’s the reason.” She stops for a second but can’t stop a confession from pushing forward before the call is over. “I wish you were with us.” She tries not to cringe at the words, waiting anxiously for a reply.

“I wish I was with you as well, it sounds fun!” A quiet sigh leaves her, her heart rate picking up a bit. “But, I’m glad you guys are spending time together. Let me know if you get tired of walking, I’ll come get you guys- I’ll let Tae know as well, okay?”

“Okay-” Taehyung walks back up to the table to show he’s done. “Taehyung just got back, we’re gonna go now.”

“Okay, be careful, please.”

“We will, byebye.”

“Byebye.” Namjoon copies, leaving her with a giddy look on her face. She looks up at Taehyung to find his phone in her face.

“We should share numbers now, too.” Taehyung says with that small pout on his face.

Taehyung leads her to the place he wanted to shop. The small shop resides in a strip mall that is quite busy despite the early time on a weekday. It’s a pretty place that has shops lining each side of a street-sized walkway. The walkway is filled with pretty beds of trees and plants, and stringed lights above them cross back and forth. She truly loves how it looks, and would like to come back at night despite knowing that it would be far more busy then. She’d risk it just to see the lights lit up.

The shop is a little place that carries art supplies Y/N has never seen. Whenever Taehyung stops to peruse a certain spot, she finds herself reaching out to touch the soft brushes or run her finger across the scratchy canvases.

She doesn’t pay attention to exactly what he picks up because she doesn’t recognize anything anyways. Only one thing catches her attention over everything. Sticks of brightly colored material wrapped in paper sit perfectly in a package. There are many different ones in different packaging, but they all look relatively the same. She can’t help but look over the vast array of colors and the bright pigment of them.

“Taehyung, what is this?” Taehyung stops looking at some other sticks that are only black to see what she’s searching for.

“Oil pastels. You want them?”

“No. They’re just really pretty, what are they for?”

“Whatever you want,” he shrugs, grabbing the largest pack on the shelf with the most colors and setting them in his handheld basket. “They are soft and creamy, so the pigment and color on the outside is the true color once you use them, and they’re good for blending colors together.”

“I told you I didn’t want them, I just wanted to know.”

“Maybe I just wanted some.”

“Lying isn’t a good way to start our friendship.”

“Our friendship will live.” He says with a shrug, leaving her with an annoyed expression.

Taehyung walks off, going back to an aisle they had already been in to grab something she can’t immediately see. She follows him again, heading up to the register and finally seeing the extra pads of paper he grabbed in a few sizes. She knows that if she questioned it he wouldn’t budge on anything she suggested, so instead she gives him an irritated look that he can’t even see. It doesn’t last long, though.

Taehyung takes his bag of supplies in one hand, and with the other he grabs her hand suddenly as he pulls her from the shop. She looks down to see his large hand wrapped with an assured grip around hers.

“There’s lots of people now, I don’t want you to be too far from me.” He explains. She looks up to find he’s right. The crowd has grown larger despite the shop they were in being almost bare.

“Okay.” Is all she can say. She’d rather be close enough to him to not get swept up in the crowd. Taehyung is the most familiar person around, so the skinship becomes the least of her worries. As he walks, many scents and looks from others give her an anxious feeling she’s still not used to. The familiar scent of Taehyung is lost despite her close proximity to him. She tightens her grip on his hand and uses her other hand to grasp at the lower part of his arm, using the closer proximity this causes to press her face close to his arm as well. The proximity calms her well enough to follow his lead closely and exit the strip mall quickly.

“Are you okay?” He asks as soon as they’re in a more secluded area outside the strip mall. She pulls away now that they’re mostly alone.

“Yeah, I’m just not used to being around that many people yet.” She keeps her grip on Taehyung’s arm despite him setting the bag at his feet and freeing his hands to rub at her upper arms. The soothing emotion is an abrupt change of intimacy that she’s never experienced from anyone but Maria. Regardless of the fact, she quickly finds the motion and contact soothing. Slowly, she calms her nerves and focuses her eyes on a worried Taehyung.

“I’m good.” She says with a sigh.

“Good.” Taehyung doesn’t stop the soothing motion even though she finally evens her breathing and feels at ease. The motion seems to be soothing Taehyung as well, loosening his shoulders with each passing second.

“Are you tired?” He asks as well.

“A little. But, only ‘cus you keep doing that.” She gestures with her head to his arms.

“It calms me too.” Is the only explanation he gives before stopping to take out his phone and send a text to someone and waits for a reply. “Namjoon is coming to pick us up, I don’t want to make you walk anymore.”

“I’m okay, Taehyung.”

“You’ll be more okay if you can rest now.”

He’s not wrong.

“Fine.”

Namjoon doesn’t take long to arrive at all, sending Taehyung a text that has him starting towards the strip mall’s parking lot with her hand in his again. There’s barely any people, but she doesn’t go against the gesture anyways.

They spot the familiar sleek, black car, finding Namjoon standing outside of it to lean on the driver’s side door.

Looking at Namjoon after seeing him no more than a day before, she can’t help but feel as though she misses him more and more the more she sees him. His sleek black clothing is far different than what he normally wears. The new look causes her to stare at the details. The sleek pants that fit him perfectly hang just above a pair of shiny black shoes. And his matching black, button-up shirt fits him even better- the cuffs folded up a couple times to reveal tan skin and a silver watch. Her staring seems to go unnoticed before Taehyung gives her a little nudge.

“What?” She asks, looking up at Namjoon as he smiles at her with quiet anticipation. He doesn’t answer verbally, but spreads his arms out wider for her to take the offer if she’d like. A hug. She immediately recognizes the soft Namjoon she knows, forgetting the fancy look to take in his scent and the appreciation of him actually being here. She lets go of Taehyung to jump into Namjoon’s arms. This time, she’s reaching up to put her arms around his shoulders. His arms envelope her immediately, adding to the warmth Taehyung instilled in her earlier. She searches for his scent unapologetically, sadly finding that there is barely any scent.

“Why can’t I smell you?” She practically whines into the neck of his shirt.

“I’m sorry, I had to go into the office today for a hybrid client, so my scent needed to be covered with natural perfumes.”

“I hate it.” She draws a rumbling laugh out of him that has her insides turning.

“Noted. Did you have fun?” He asks as she finally pulls away. A now empty handed Taehyung takes her spot, getting a peck from Namjoon that she turns away from to give them privacy.

“I did.” She answers right as Taehyung pulls away as well.

Looking at the two she suddenly feels extremely out of place. Her dress is never better than sweats and t-shirts, but they seem to have an array of clothes with different purposes. As she picks at the wrist of her long-sleeve shirt, she decides that clothes shopping is another addition to her list of to-do’s once she gets a job.

“Ready to go home?” He asks as Taehyung slides into the backseat of the car.

“Yeah.” She gives a placate smile, hoping to cheer herself up. She is tired anyways from the excursion. She can feel it in her eyes and the way her tail doesn’t tightly wrap around her waist anymore.

“Let’s get the tired cubs home.” Namjoon brings his hand up to smooth down her hair and rub gently into her head. She instantly grows syrupy in feeling. His touch is always so comforting- that unused purr bubbles up again despite Namjoon only giving her the attention for a few seconds then directing her to the passenger front side of the car. He opens the door for her, even going as far as to make sure her head doesn’t hit the top of the car and leaning over her to buckle her in himself. Her cheeks heat at the extra gesture he’s never done before- her heart rate picking up again for the nth time today. She can’t stand being around them much longer if this is going to keep happening to her.

“Thank you.” She says after he climbs in behind the wheel. She looks back to find Taehyung is already fast asleep, curled up in the seat rather than seated and seat-belted in.

“He gets tired quickly, especially when he’s getting used to new routines.” Namjoon explains. “Are you too tired for a session today? Should I let the organization know?”

“No.” She answers quickly enough to be embarrassed. “I like our time together, I don’t want to give it up. I just got anxious and Taehyung helped calm me down, but it was a little exhausting. I’ll be fine with a cat nap.”

“A-ha! That was cute. Cat nap.” Namjoon actually giggles, despite how sophisticated he looks, making Y/N laugh with him.

Namjoon

After dropping Y/N off at home, Namjoon makes it home with Taehyung curled up in the backseat. He easily lifts and carries the big cat in like a giant toddler- his legs wrapped around Namjoon’s waist and head tucked into his collar, while the bag of supplies dangles from his fingers locked under the cheetah’s thighs. Going up the stairs and kicking open their shared bedroom door, Namjoon deposits the still-sleeping cat onto the soft bed. Taehyung takes no time getting comfortable and knocking out fully again.

After a shower and finishing some reports from the day’s office trip, Namjoon gets ready to leave for the organization when a call greets him instead. He answers without double-checking.

“Hey, sweetie! I was checking to see if you were still planning on seeing Y/N today?” Unexpectedly, Maria is on the other side.

“Oh hello. I was just getting ready to head over to the organization..why? Was something wrong?” A sinking in his gut greets him suddenly.

“Oh, no no! Don’t worry. I just totally forgot that Y/N had one of her check-ups today, and-” Her voice lowers a few decibels. “Well, obviously we won’t be home for an hour or two, but she always gets a little down after her appointments. They’re just a vulnerable thing for her. So- today might not be the best.” Namjoon’s relief is sudden but doesn’t quell every anxious feeling.

“Oh, that’s fine. Thank you for letting me know.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t let you know when you dropped her off earlier- I was just so proud she got out of the house by herself without me suggesting it first- I totally spaced it.”

“No worries, I appreciate the heads up and I hope everything goes well.” He says with a genuine air.

“Of course. Thank you for all you do, I know she really enjoys having you around.” Namjoon gives a bitter smile only he can see. “I’ll let you go, though. Thank you for dropping her off, again- I’ll have to make you something extra tomorrow.” He gives her a soft laugh.

“No need, I’ll see you then, Maria.”

“Bye-bye, sweetie.”

Y/N

The worst about sitting in the waiting room of a doctor’s office is the anticipation of what’s to come-

And the awful staring.

Y/N can’t tell if it’s because she’s a cheetah hybrid, or if she just looks odd in general sitting there. Is she wearing the right clothes? She still has no idea. She always considers her comfort first, especially when her clothes never felt right when she had no choice. She still has yet to venture and try new styles but- she’s at the doctor and is most comfortable in her usual clothing. If the stares are for her cheetah ears and the unseen tail that wraps around herself underneath her clothes- she’ll have to just let them stare then. There’s nothing secret about her cheetah, she won’t let that happen to herself again. She’s tired of hiding it.

As she overthinks about being in the waiting room, the nurse calls her name after only a short while. Maria gives her hand a quick squeeze before letting her go on her own. She prefers to do this alone, but having Maria there after and before is much easier. She’s comforting in a way she hasn’t placed intentionally yet. She’s just happy she has a safe person in these events.

“How are you today?” The nurse asks. Y/N can only guess that she’s a bear hybrid based on her cute, little rounded ears that poke out of her slick backed hair. The bun is always immaculate, no hair seems to be out of place.

“I’m okay.” She answers honestly. “How are you?”

“Good, thank you. We’ll go to the usual room.” She leads Y/N with an extended arm, letting her go first. The room is in the farther pods of rooms that have the equipment necessary for the check-up.

“Here we are, go ahead and place your bottoms and underwear into the privacy bag once you’re finished- and go ahead and just sit on the table with the robe on when you’re ready. The doctor will give you a few extra minutes to settle in.” She instructs with the same smile as usual. Y/N only gives her the usual nod.

The uncomfortable paper robe is one of the worst feelings. She can’t help but think about the thin, worn-out clothing she’d wear for weeks at a time. The memories clash with the uncomfortable appointment about to take place. Trying to find a silver lining, all she can think is that ‘at least she’s able to get medical treatment’, ‘at least her hybrid genes allowed her to stay mostly unharmed with survival instincts, ‘at least this isn’t as bad as her first dentist appointment’. She allows a small ‘pfft’ of a laugh out at that memory. She hasn’t had someone poking around in her mouth since she was young- the dentist wasn’t gentle in his cleaning. Even though her teeth held up well only thanks to the fact of her cheetah, she still had four cavities that needed work done. She was so mad at the dentist for the discomfort she felt. She wouldn’t even talk to him- like little kids ‘hmph’ and ignore an adult.

knock knock

“All set, Y/N?” The always sure-sounding doctor asks through a crack in the door.

“Yes.”

“Great, how are you today?” Her warm voice asks, immediately going over to the sink to wash her hands thoroughly.

“I’m okay.”

“That’s good. Do you have anything you’d like to talk about specifically today? Any concerns?”

“No.”

“Alrighty then. It’ll just be the usual check-up that you’re used to. Go ahead and stand for me, we can get your weight first.” She appreciates the effort the staff put in to making her and the other patients comfortable. Maria told her that usually, doctors make you check your weight in the main halls before coming into the rooms. But here, the scales are in the rooms. She is relieved by that fact.

“Great,” She marks down the weight on her paper. “You gained a few pounds since I last saw you, that’s great progress towards your goal. Has the recommended diet been going well?”

“I think so. I eat whatever Maria makes and I have been eating more when I go out.” She answers honestly.

“That’s good! Go ahead and sit back up on the table- have you tried anything new?”

“Breakfast sausage. Strawberry syrup.”

“Ooh that sounds good.” She gives her, always sounding comforting. With another wash of her hands, she’s guiding Y/N’s legs like usual into the stirrups that sit on either side of the table. A pair of gloves are slipped on as she gives her the usual information.

“I’m just going to take a look like normal. Have you gotten your period?” Y/N sadly tells her no. She always worries that there’s something wrong with her now that she’s been informed on why she has never gotten in. Being underweight is a large part of her problem, and is probably the main reason.

“We can do an ultrasound today? It’s just imaging of the uterus. I can take a look on the spot and see if it could be any other reason. But, you’re gaining weight at a healthy rate so we could just wait and see if you’d like.”

“Does it…hurt?” She asks, unsure how they would do that.

“Not at all, it’s nice and warm though.” She gives her a light, humming laugh. “We would just put some gel right here,” She hovers over her hand over her uterus, “then I take my little ‘wand’ and press it to the spot we’re looking for, the gel helps it, and then we get a look at your uterus to see if there’s any common reasonings for missed or irregular periods.”

She thinks about the process, already stressed with her legs in the air for too long and the cold air hitting her uncomfortably.

“Can we do that next time?”

“Of course! I’ll take a quick look and then you’ll be on your way.”

For the most part, she blacks out every time she has these appointments. She slows her breathing and closes her eyes to think about literally anything else and before she knows it, it’s over.

“Okay. Everything looks good. Are you sexually active at the moment?”

“No.” She shakes her head as she awkwardly covers herself with the robe once the stirrups are moved for her.

“I think it’d be a great idea to take one of the sexual health development classes we offer. They’re free and it’s just a one time class with information that I think would be great for you. There are hybrid-only classes for specific information on non-human traits.”

She’s never thought about learning these things in a class. She always thought it’d be a learning process when she found someone she was comfortable with but- maybe this would be better. Maybe she could try something new on her own and learn more about herself that no one has offered her yet.

“Okay, that sounds nice.”

“Perfect, go ahead and get dressed and I’ll grab the pamphlet for you.” She gives her another warm smile before leaving.

“This sounds great.” Maria unashamedly looks over the pamphlet once they’re back home. “Oh no,” She suddenly looks stumped.

“What?”

“It’s on the weekend, I won’t be able to take you.”

“Oh,” she immediately deflates, but her want to do this is too great. “I can get there on my own. I can walk.”

“It’s up at the hospital, that is too far of a walk, plus you’d have to walk on the side of the highway- that’s not legal or safe.” They both think, apparently coming to the same conclusion because they look at each other with a look that Y/N tries to dismiss before even hearing the reasoning for.

“I don’t think h-”

“I can see if Namjoon would have an idea.”

“I’m not his responsibility, that doesn’t make any sense.”

“Well I know Richard wouldn’t be able to take you when it’s only him and one other guy at the shop on the weekends. We’ll talk to Namjoon tomorrow.”

“Mar-”

“We’ll make it work.”

If this is the parental experience she missed out on she can’t even be mad about it. She knows Maria won’t bend on this, especially after she finally has something like this she’d like to do.

#bts au #bts fic #namjoon au #namjoon x reader #bts x fem!reader #bts x reader #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts hybrid au #bts hybrid fic

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ga-yuu · 4 months

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When new members join the Shogunate army....

New member 1: "Haa...Haa...Haa...Is this....actually...how you guys train?"

New member 2: "Haa....Haa... You guys....call that training....that was torture....Haa...Haa...I can feel my soul leaving my body.....I need some water..."

Old member 1: "Don't worry....Haa...Haa...you'll get used to it. This is just the morning warm up session..."

New member 3: "Huh!? That's a 'warm-up' session!?"

Old member 2: "Yeah...after this, we're going be doing 500 push-ups, and bare-knuckle fights and..."

New member 1: "I'm gonna be dead by the end of the day....How did you guys survive for this long?"

Old member 1&2: "Our motivation to keep going is...."

*door of the dojo suddenly opens*

Yoshino: *angelic smile* "Everyone! Thank you for your hard work. Please don't worry, I'll do my best to patch you all up!"

New member 1: *blushing* "Wow...she's so cute."

New member 2: *blushing* "Yeah....is she the doctor here?"

Old member 1: *blushing* "Yes. Her name is Yoshino and she's our motivation to keep training."

Old member 2: *blushing* "She came out of nowhere and stole everyone's hearts."

Old member 1: *blushing* "She is also very good at her job. Ever since I started consulting her, she has given me medications and advices that actually worked. She is someone who is not only hardworking, but really loves her job and seeing her smile heals my heart."

Yoshino: "You're next! I haven't seen you here before, are you guys the new recruits?"

New member 1: *blushing* "!! Yes! Nice to meet you too! This is kinda embarrassing though. I didn't wanna look weak on the first day."

Yoshino: "Please don't worry...being weak is not a bad thing. It means that there is more room for improvement. I understand Morinaga-san's training is hard but I'm sure he's not going easy on even though you're a new member is because so that your body will be ready to face any kinds of threats. Don't give up so easily! The fact that you all were selected as soldiers representing the Shogunate means that you all have potential. If you have any physical or mental problems please don't hesitate to come to me. I will see what I can do!"

Soldiers: *blushing* "Yes..."

*Yoshino leaves the dojo after patching up the soldiers*

New member 1: *blushing* "She's so cute....will she be mad, if I ask her out?"

Old member 1: "I understand how you feel....but that's not possible."

Old member 2: "Yeah, she's Yoritomo-sama's one and only cherished wife and also the mother of his child."

New member 1&2: "She has a kid too!!! No wonder I thought she looked....sexy."

Old member 1: "Yeah. Asking Yoshino-san out means, challenging Yoritomo-sama, his son and the Shogunate itself."

New member 2: "That woman holds that much power!?"

Old member 1: "Yep! Unfortunately, Yoritomo-sama is madly in love with her and there is no way he would give up on her. Let's just give up on the idea of dating Yoshino-san and simply enjoy her presence while we can."

New member 1&2: "Okay...." :(

Morinaga: *smiles* "I see you guys have been refreshed after that breaktime I gave you. Are you guys ready for more fisting sessions? Yoshino worked really hard making those medicines *points at the box of medicines left by Yoshino* Let's just make sure nothing goes to waste, okay?"

Soldiers: "MORINAGA-SAMA, YOU SMILING DEMON!! YOSHINO-SAN PLEASE SAVE US!!"

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #cybird ikemen #otome #cybird otome #cybird #ikegen #ikemen mc

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strawbebe-dk · 1 year

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What are the personalities of each child?

Sorry it took so long to answer Ima procrastinator

Frisk

Age:8

Soul: determination/red soul

Personality: the naturally curious type. Will act first assess later

Items:

Sturdy stick +2 atk

(Sturdy for a twig)

Minette

Age:7

Soul: patience

Personality: a sweet ball of energy with a slight cowardice. For a 7 year old shes well behaved enough to not have tantrums

Items:

Hair ribbon +2 df

(A birthday present you’ve worn since six)

Toy knife +2 Atk

(The toy set is missing a knife..)

Lumen

Age: 10

Soul: perseverance

Personality: if you mixed a librarian and a honor student together you would get lumen. They are eager to learn new things and Info dump. Has a sarcastic edge

Items:

Glasses

( well taken care of)

Worn book +5 df

(A thick note book you’ve had since you entered the orphanage. It’s seen better days)

Fin

Age:10

Soul: bravery

Personality: a stubborn and active kid the leap before you look type.

Items:

Tough gloves +5

(Couldn’t afford boxing gloves so these were the next best thing)

Mandanna +7 df

(A bandanna with abs cheaply printed on)

Adien

Age:11

Soul: kindness

Personality: a good kid with a hobby for cooking is a bit of a pushover people pleaser

Items:

Burnt pan +10 atk heals

+4 more an item is consumed

(The first dish ever made by you was burnt on this pan. Water )

Stained apron heals +2 +7 df

(Has a mystery stain in the shape of a weird blob)

Harper

Age: 13

Soul: justice

Personality: has a sense of right and wrong that she strongly sticks too. once she gets attached to someone she does her best to look out for them. is wary. Towards adults

Items:

Fake revolver +12 atk

(Shoots rubber bullets)

Cowboy hat +5 df

( bought from a pawn shop. It looks cool on you cowboy)

Caleb

Age: 12

Soul: integrity

Personality: a generally calm and quiet boy.He likes to listen to other peoples stories or give honest advice when he’s asked.comes off as blunt sometimes by his tone of voice

Items:

Tutu +5 fluff +10 df

(finds ballet to be a peaceful hobby.)

Ballet shoes +7 atk

(Worn from constant practice)

#undertale #undertale fanart #undertale au #grouptale #ask #undertale grouptale #my art

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cilldaracailin · 4 months

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I Was Born To Love You

Hello My Tumblr Lovely's,

Here is the next past of the story! :)

Suze xx

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach”

The front of the 7/1 hadn’t changed since Robyn was last at it and she shaded her eyes from the early morning sun as she stood on the footpath outside. Taking Taron’s advice, she had texted Maggie who had replied back to her straight away despite the late hour and told her she would meet her inside as she would already be on shift but now that Robyn was here, she didn’t know why she felt the need to come back to the store. Late into the night herself and Taron talked endlessly about their time in the store, sharing memories, stories and reminiscing about everything. They then moved onto each time they had spent together since like Eltons party where their hug was photographed many times, her first trip to Aber, her second trip to Aber when they had their first kiss, their second kiss as a dare for St Patrick’s Day and all the others since and he still was the beautiful, thoughtful and caring man she had met over a year ago in this dammed place.

“Fuck it.” She said to herself. “Just go in and out. You know Taron is fine. More than fine. You left him half an hour ago, lazing in bed and he will be still be there when you get back.” Even though Taron had said he would be at the beach waiting for her, he changed his mind and said he would stay at the hotel room for her until she got back and they could go and get something for brunch at one of the cafes on the beach together before strolling around Clearwater to look in some shops, taking a lazy easy day together.

With another sigh, Robyn knew Maggie was inside and going to be there for her and she finally took a step off the footpath into the car park, but stopped again outside the store. There was a shake in her hands and her heart was racing and again she was questioning herself as to why she even thought about doing this. It was a stupid idea. Who needed the closure. She was happy. She had Taron and he was all she needed. But looking up the store again, every now and again she still had nightmares and dreams and thoughts that she needed to heal and she had no idea when she was going to be back in Clearwater. It had been a year and she needed her next year to be nightmare free, while building more wonderful memories with Taron.

“Get a grip and just go in.” She told herself. “Get Taron his turtles and then get back to him.”

“Yes definitely don’t forget the turtles.” Robyn turned around when someone spoke behind her, immediately recognising the voice and she stood in shock when she saw Richard standing two feet from her, sunglasses on his face, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. “He will never let you live it down if you don’t get them.”

It only took her one step to walk into his open arms for a hug and she felt her whole-body melt into his and his familiarity. She hadn’t seen him since her birthday weekend and it was wonderful to hug him again. Always in constant communication with each other through texts and calls, their friendship was so important to her. It was Richard she sat beside and spoke with as they sat in the 7/11 while Taron zoned in and out as he sat in pain. Richard who kept her in conversation and chat and distracted her from her own worries and she had a connection and friendship with the Scotsman that would always be important to her. Robyn couldn’t believe it was Richard who was hugging her tight to him and she closed her eyes and took a calming deep breath, feeling him rub his hands gently up and down her back.

“What are you doing here?” She asked into his shoulder after a few moments, finally lifting her head to look at him.

“Passing through.” He grinned, giving her cheek a kiss. “Heard you might need a friend.”

“Taron…” Robyn’s word was a sigh.

“Gave me call.”

“You’re in Clearwater?” She asked, her arms still in a hug around him, Richard’s the same around hers.

“Miami, but drove up.”

“Richard…” Robyn stepped back from him, her hands running through her hair. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Of course I did.” He slipped his sunglasses from his face, hooking them into his t-shirt. “You think I am going to let you walk in here alone?”

“I will have Maggie.” Robyn protested, seeing Richard raise his eyebrow.

“And I don’t dispute how good a friend she is for but me and you, we went through something in here together Robyn and you know how we kept each other from panicking as we sat and we should walk in here together and back out…”

“… With me too.”

If she was shocked to see Richard, when Taron appeared, Robyn’s heart dropped to her feet and thankfully he reached for her to take her in his arms and she clung to him tightly.

Taron already knew he was going to tell Robyn to go the 7/11 as they sat on the beach together after their disagreement. He had a whole speech prepared for her, to say to her in the bath but the shorter version came out just telling her to go. He could tell she desperately wanted to when they were sitting on the sand but also that she that she did not want to hurt his feelings in doing so. He had always respected her and her wishes and he never wanted to stop her from doing something she needed to do, so when he was finished with his treatments at the spa the day before, he had rung Richard to ask him if he was available for a few hours. Knowing he was filming close, Taron asked his friend to help him out. He would always be there for Robyn, in the same way she had been for him but knew he was going to need another person by their side in case he couldn’t do it, in case the pain of what happened to him meant he wasn’t able to go in. But three of them together, supporting each other, meant they had each other to lean on. He had spoken with his mam earlier when Robyn left, apologising for the very early call but he needed some motherly advice and with wise words from his mother, assurance he was doing the right thing, he now stood hugging Robyn tight outside the place he didn’t really think he would be going back to so soon.

“What are you doing here?” Robyn asked him, breaking the hug, but her hands were still around his waist. “You should be back in the hotel room and you…” She turned to Richard. “I am not even too sure where you should be but it’s not here.”

“It’s the right time cariad, for all of us.” Taron reached for her hand and held it tight. “We went through this together a year ago, it is only right we come back here together, to heal, for closure.”

“But it is still so hard for you.” Robyn returned his hard grip.

“Sure, but when is there ever going to be a good time to return to the place where you died for a minute. I have you, I have Richard and we are going to do this together, as we always should have.”

Richard reached for her other hand. “Together we got through it the first time, and together we will walk in, get the turtles and walk back out.”

“I love you both.” Robyn said to them, seeing Taron’s face crinkle in a little grin. “You sure?” She caught his little nod. “Right then. Let’s do this.” She placed herself between them both and took each of their hands in hers, Taron linking her fingers with her immediately.

The sliding doors opened once they stepped forward and it was a hard first footstep to walk into the store for all of them, the blast of air con cool on already goose bumped skin. It looked exactly the same inside as it had done all those months ago, the fridges to the left, the tills to the right, aisles in front of them.

“Do we need a basket?” Richard asked. “How many turtles are we buying?”

“No basket.” Robyn replied, feeling Taron squeezing her hand to the point where his grip was hurting her but she didn’t dare let him go. “We won’t be getting that many.” She felt Richard straying a little to the left, so let his hand go, her free one wrapping around Taron’s. “Ok?”

“Freaking out a little bit.” He admitted, his eyes avoiding the aisle he had been dreading the most.

Robyn let go of his left hand and slipped her right arm around his waist, her left hand reaching for his hand now so she could really hold him tight. “You are safe. I promise. We don’t have to go any further. We can just walk out now.”

Taron shook his head. “No.” He replied. “Let’s follow Richard.”

Taking a left, they caught up with their friend and wandered slowly down the aisle, passing the back office and staff room door, Richard ahead of them in the next aisle but Robyn had stopped, Taron standing beside her.

“Cariad?”

“Do you know I nearly broke my ankle trying to get to you when Richard yelled at me. There was a huge pile of bricks just there and I literally surfed down them to get to you.” She felt the kiss he placed on the side of head. “And I still think Richard is a little scared of me after I ripped your t-shirt open.” She half smiled.

“Wasn’t it white?” He asked.

Robyn lightly laughed at his question. “It actually was.”

“I really need more colour, don’t I?”

Robyn started to walk again her arm still locked around Taron’s waist. “You wear lots of colour and a white t-shirt is kinda your signature look.” She took long footsteps past the place Taron had lay a year ago, half dragging him with her but she felt a pull on her hand and had to stop.

“You know, while the memories are hard, the experience horrible, if it hadn’t of happened, I would never have met you Robyn.” He glanced to the floor and then turned to look her in the eye, brushing hair away from her forehead. “But we made it through and we have so many wonderful memories built since.” He titled her chin so she had to look in his eye. “This is the last piece of the puzzle we both need cariad, to finally breathe again fully and even though I know it will still always sting a little, I am kinda in a very strange and weird way, grateful because I have the most amazing best friend and most perfect girlfriend standing beside me because of it.”

“And I thought you were the one who didn’t want to come here yet you are the one comforting me.”

Taron shook his head a little. “Completely freaking out on the inside.” His eyes drifted to the floor. “But the first Robyn speech I ever got, told me to think positive and that we were there for each other and we are and always will be.” He gently kissed her forehead and pulled her in for a hug. “So I am going to be positive and close the book on the 7/11.”

Robyn lifted her head from Taron’s shoulder and gently ran a finger over the small scar on his head. “Wounds heal, horrible memories fade and I love you. More than I think I could ever imagine.” She gave his lips a light kiss. “Thank you coming here Taron.”

“Wasn’t that hard.” He replied, a half grin on his face.

“Hmm ‘cos your racing heart tells a different story.” Robyn had placed her hand on his chest. “Best sound in the world.”

“Oi you two.” Their heads turned when they heard Richard’s accent echo through the store. “Turtles?”

“Sure.” Taron called back. “On the way.” He kissed Robyn lightly again. “I want at least five packets.”

“Five?” Robyn grinned, starting to walk with him towards their friend who was browsing through the other sweets.

“Taron? Robyn?”

On hearing a new accent and voice, the couple turned completely around to look at the person who spoke, Robyn recognising the man immediately. “Joe!” She stepped away from Taron and greeted him with a hug. “Well I didn’t think I would ever see you again.”

“Perhaps a slim chance, but never here.” He took a step towards Taron and held out his hand for a hand shake. “You probably have no idea who I am.”

Taron looked at Robyn and then it clicked with him. “Joe. The paramedic. Fuck, shit, sorry.” Taron blushed a little and shook the man’s hand. “Sorry, it’s nice to meet you, well again. I don’t particularly remember the first time.”

Joe smiled. “I should think not. How are you both?”

“We are good. Really good.”

“That’s great to hear.”

“Joe, ask me what you actually want to ask.” Robyn grinned, knowing the paramedic had another question on his mind.

“Ok.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “What on earth are you two doing back here?”

Robyn looked to Taron and when they looked back to the paramedic both replied with ‘closure’.

“Joe, you left me talking to myself.” A women came to stand beside him and her face immediately showed the same surprise. “Robyn? Taron!”

“Dr Keane.” Taron recognised her immediately and reached out to shake the woman’s hand. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“You too and looking a hell of a lot better than when I last saw you and it’s Phoebe, not Doctor Hart and Robyn.” She shook her hand too. “I never expected to see you both again and together might I add.”

Robyn took a step back to Taron. “It’s been an eventful year.”

“Really?” Grinned Phoebe.

“Want the short version?”

“Please.”

“Taron found me and has kinda never left.” She heard him laugh at her short but true version of the last year. “We came to Clearwater for a holiday and back to the 7/11 for that last bit of closure we both needed. Richard is here as well.” She looked over her shoulder but Richard was caught up talking to Maggie and hadn’t noticed they were joined by some old familiar faces.

“I never thought the both of you would ever come back here.” Joe said. “I mean, the memories of this place.”

“Not the best.” Robyn agreed.

“Don’t remember much.” Taron added. “Except, I do remember it was because of you Doctor Keane that I was able to leave the hospital and find Robyn.”

“It’s Phoebe and it was what you needed. You needed to find Robyn and look I was right.” She gave a wink. “So you never left huh?”

“Well I did, after a while but Robyn kept following me then.”

“Hey!” Robyn gave him a little dig. “You have not complained once.”

“No I have not.”

Pheobe smiled at their playful interactions. “I am very happy for both of you.”

“I knew there was something there when I first met you too.” Joe added with his own smile. “You healed up ok Taron?” Joe asked.

“Hmm yeah. Took a few months. Hurt like hell in the beginning but I got there.”

“Robyn, you too?” He asked.

“Yeah. Had some very good help along the way.” She reached for Taron’s hand. “I know I never thanked you both for helping me a year ago. Joe, you looked after Taron so well and Phoebe, well he never would have been realised from hospital if it wasn’t for you. I really was not thinking straight when I left the hospital and thankfully Taron came to me. It was definitely what we both needed.”

“Not at all. Just doing our jobs.” Joe replied. “I am glad you managed to keep in contact though.”

“Me too.” Phoebe added with a grin. “Now, we should let you go and leave you enjoy your vacation. It was really great to see you both.”

With another set of hugs, they said goodbye and the couple made their way towards Richard who was still chatting with Maggie.

“Ok you can leave him alone now.” Robyn chuckled letting go of Taron’s hand to walk to her friend, standing between Maggie and Richard.

“We are just chatting.” Maggie grinned.

“Hmm, well how about me and you catch up and we leave the boys to pick the treats.” She took Maggie by the elbow and guided her towards the tills. “Seriously?”

“What!” Maggie exclaimed innocently. “I was just talking to him.” She saw Robyn raise an eyebrow at her. “His accent Robyn and the blue eyes, I mean who wouldn’t…”

“And that is my best friend you are talking about.” Robyn laughed lightly. “I really don’t think of him like that.”

“Well I do!”

Robyn shook her head at her friend. “I have missed you.” She grinned, laughing as they finally got to have a hug after a year.

“Missed you too.” Replied Maggie. “I didn’t think Taron was coming. And Richard, well I didn’t even know he was around.”

“Me neither. Taron planned it all.” They stood to the side together. “He didn’t want to come.” She glanced to her left. “We had an argument over it. We are just fine now. Heated emotions, and wounded memories but while I thought about coming here, he did not.”

“He came here for you Robyn.” Maggie softly said.

“Maybe.”

“He did. He absolutely adores you. Richard too.” She saw the sad look in Robyn’s eyes. “Come on, I know that look. Don’t even think it. You told me on the phone you wanted the closure and now you both have had the chance to come back and face the fear of being here together. Don’t feel guilty because Taron choose to come here too. If Richard and Taron really did not want to come here, they would not have. They are grown men Robyn and they can make up their own mind. They came because they have the same anxiety about this place as you do but it will heal now. Robyn, you are always talking about being positive. It is why you came to Clearwater in the first place all those years ago. A fresh start. A new beginning and when you walk out of those doors, you will be walking with Taron and Richard and you have gained the most amazing friendship and love from it all.”

Robyn threw her arms around her friend and hugged her close to her. “Thank you Maggie.”

“Any time.” She replied hugging her friend back. “Even though I am pissed we can’t have some time together but I know how much you adore him. That means I will be coming to see you now. You had better make space on the couch and move that dinosaur for me.”

“Move cwtch? I don’t think so!” Taron walked over to the two, Richard beside him, some chocolate in their hands. “His place is on the corner of my couch.”

Robyn chuckled at his words and then at Maggie’s face. “It’s a long story but you are welcome to come and stay with me whenever you want and cwtch can come to my bedroom.”

“Or stay with me.”

Robyn rolled her eyes and give Taron a light push. “Maggie, come whenever you would like. So did you two pick the chocolate you wanted?”

Richard smiled, holding up the red packets of turtles. “Yup.��

“Well let me check you out then.” Maggie walked behind the till and scanned through the numerous American sweets the boys had picked up. “Got enough?” She chuckled. “Reminds me of Robyn a year ago when she came here and stocked with a mountain of candy.”

Robyn went to protest but scrunched up her nose. “I actually can’t defend myself over that because it is true.”

“A Taron Egerton movie marathon was on the cards too if I remember correctly.” Maggie chuckled.

Robyn took a step forward to argue with her friend but Taron placed a hand on her shoulder. “You know she had Eddie the Eagle saved in her Netflix when I went to her house?” He grinned, giving Robyn’s shoulder a gentle massage. “She is my number one fan but my sisters had some requests for chocolate.” Taron replied with a smile. “And I know Robyn is partial to the nerds.”

“And there is a general love for turtles all around.” Richard added.

“Wow Robyn, I don’t think I have ever seen you back down from a verbal disagreement before. Bravo Taron!” She smirked. “You have tamed her.”

Taron placed his other hand on Robyn’s shoulder when he felt her move forward some more knowing well she was going to reply. “I wouldn’t say tamed at all. She still has the most perfect fiery side but we need it for New York, right cariad?” He placed a quick kiss on her cheek. “So how much do we owe you?”

Still smiling, Maggie bagged up their purchases and handed the bag to Taron. “Well you have enough to keep you all going for a while.” She looked to Robyn. “I love him.” She simply said. “And he is a perfect match for you.” Maggie’s tone changed, her eyes turning sad. “Next time, I guess we can catch up.”

Taron felt the slump in Robyn’s body under his hands and could see the same sadness in her face that was in Maggie’s eyes. “Why don’t you two catch up later on?” He suggested, knowing how good a friend Maggie was to Robyn when she had lived in Clearwater. “It will give you a chance to chat.”

“Thanks for the offer Taron, but I have this family thing this evening that I can’t get out of. It was just a quick catch up here at the tills but don’t worry, I will be coming to visit cwtch and sit in the corner of Robyn’s couch with her.” She teased, her eyes directly on Taron. “He will be moved to the bedroom.”

Chuckling echoed through the store when there was a loud sigh and scoff from Taron and Richard gave his friend a light punch as his cheeks reddened, his grin growing when Robyn turned around did the same thing to his other arm after she heard his loud sigh. “Whipped.” Richard said through a cough, laughing hard as Taron went for him but Robyn stepped between them, her hands on his chest to keep him a step or two from Richard. “Like I said.” The Scotsman smirked.

“Why you…”

“Maggie and I will catch up another time.” She placed her hand on Taron’s shoulder changing the conversation, turning to Maggie, stopping Taron from going for his friend. “But thank you for offering. I see a very long video call in our future pretty soon.”

“Very long.” Maggie agreed. “Now, take your candy and go enjoy the rest of your holiday together. Even though it was brief, it was lovely to see all of you.” She walked around the tills to hug Robyn once last time. “Cute, gorgeous and my god, you have him wrapped around your finger already.”

The group said one final goodbye and the trio left the store, all of them sighing with relief as they stepped out into the heat of the morning. Robyn didn’t know what to expect when she walked into the 7/11, but she was surprised by the tears that fell from her eyes as she left, the heels of her hands digging into her eyes.

“Cariad…” Taron had an overwhelming sense of emotion as he walked out of the store but Robyn’s reaction had him holding her tight against him, whispering into her hair. “We are all ok. The three of us. We walked in and out as we knew we would.”

Robyn nodded into his chest, her arms wrapped around his back, her face smiling as she felt Richard join their hug so she was squished between them. “Sorry… Being a girl.”

“No, not at all.” Taron soothed. “And I have told you before, you do not have to apologise for being a girl as you call it and that wasn’t just a normal trip to a shop. That was a huge emotional experience for the three of us.”

“Definitely was.” Richard agreed. “Not easy to go back to the place where so much happened, where shit things happened and there are going to be raw emotions again for all of us but all three walked out and walked out with turtles.”

They broke their hug and Robyn thanked Taron for the tissue he fished from her bag for her, wiping her eyes. “It was ok inside just coming out together, it’s a lot. It means a lot.”

“It heals a lot of wounds.” Taron added.

“So many.” Robyn agreed.

“You know what else heals wounds?” He asked, his arm slipping around her shoulders. “Pancakes.” He hoped his words would made her laugh and he smiled when she did. “I think we should go and get some breakfast, together.”

“I am so on board with the plan.” Richard agreed

“You don’t have to drive back?” Robyn asked.

“Not yet. Not until this evening. I am not due back to set until tomorrow afternoon so no rush back. Plus do you think I am going to miss a chance for pancakes?”

“Then I would love to have breakfast together.” She agreed.

With Richard driving, they headed back towards the beach, picking a café right on the sand. They took a table under an umbrella, out of the morning sun, the ocean visible as they sat and read the breakfast menu.

“I can’t believe you drove the whole way up Richard.” Robyn said setting her menu down.

“Of course I did.” He put the juice menu down in front of him. “Going back to the 7/11 was for me too and knowing I could go in with you and Taron, definitely made it easier.” Reaching for Robyn’s hand, he gave it a squeeze. “We spent a long time chatting together as we sat on the floor, getting to know each other and that was what kept me from panicking and you are my friend Robyn, one of my best friends and it wasn’t that long a drive. Plus it’s nice to actually get to see Clearwater.” He turned to look towards the ocean. “It really is a beautiful place.”

“I do love it here.” Robyn followed his eyes to the blue water. “And we have made so many new memories.” She looked to Taron who sat back in his chair, his hair blowing a little in the breeze, his face happy. “So many wonderful memories.” Catching Richard’s eye, she smiled. “I would never have met you and Taron if it wasn’t for that day in the 7/11 so even though the twelve hours were twelve hours of hell, it was worth it to know both of you, to have your friendship and love. It’s a chapter closed from today and I won’t be looking back.”

“Hear hear!” Taron grinned lifting his empty coffee cup into the air. His words had them all laughing, tipping their cups off each other. “So breakfast.” He encouraged, picking up his menu to have a read through the options.

Their choices ordered, the three took the time to sit and talk, to catch up and after breakfast, Robyn suggested they head back to the hotel for a swim and relax before Richard had to drive back to Miami.

“But I am not a guest.” Richard questioned as they sat in the car heading to the hotel. “I don’t think I will be allowed in.”

“Meh.” Robyn replied.

“Meh? Really? Robyn… I don’t even have some swim trunks with me.”

“You can borrow some of Taron’s.”

“Robyn…” He looked at her in the rear-view mirror, seeing her raised eye brow. “A swim would be nice though.”

“A relax on the sunbeds.” Taron added. “Would be even nicer before going back to work.”

“It really would.” Richard glanced to his friend in the front seat. “So where is your hotel?”

After they all changed in the hotel room, Richard in a pair of Taron’s swim shorts, they made their way towards the pool, picking three loungers with an umbrella for some shade.

“This place is beautiful and that pool looks incredibly inviting.” Richard placed his t-shirt on the end of his lounger. “Do you mind if I go right in?”

“Not at all.” Taron grinned. “Go, cool off.” Richard was walking away before Taron had finished speaking and he looked to Robyn who was turned towards the pool. “Go cariad. I know you want to.”

“Taron…” She pulled him into her and smiled into his kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you more. Go. I am going to just lay here. I have had enough excitement for one day and let’s not tempt faith with a swim.” He sighed into another kiss and as Robyn walked away from him, he sat on the lounger and kicked his feet up. He grinned as he watched his two friends swim side by side in the pool. It was the first time since he woke that morning that his heart had finally settled back to its normal beat. He had no idea how the morning was going to go. Petrified sitting in the taxi on the way to the 7/11, he didn’t think he was going to be able to step into the store but comforted as always by Robyn’s touch, she had him wrapped up tight against her and that was what helped him through the place he had feared the most and realised that the horrible experience had found him someone he loved and loved him back. He chuckled as Robyn and Richard raced each other in the water, shaking his head as they started a childish splash game. Closing his eyes and laying his head back, he inhaled deeply, finding a comfortable position on the lounger. There were still three days left in the sun before they got to explore New York and then head back to Aberystwyth to see his family, and while he was so excited to see him family, nerves were settling a little about New York. A busy city with many people, he knew he could blend in but there was always a bigger risk of being seen. Putting it to the back of his mind, he covered his yawn with his hand. Clearwater had been wonderful and he planned to enjoy every last minute of it.

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I have a pretty sad prayer request (sorry!). I have a not insignificant chance of dying within the next 2-3 days, and I'd appreciate prayers regarding that. Please pray for my health and survival, and barring that, that I might have a relatively gentle death and go to God in peace.

Sidenote, if anyone has any advice for how I should be using this time to best support my friends and family, I would greatly appreciate it.

Thank you so much <3

(Okay, new rule: no apologizing when you're being honest about your life circumstances! The nature of prayer requests often means sharing details of struggle, and I want this to be a place where people can do that without being sorry. You're dealing with illness and the possibility of death, not bringing the mood down for no reason!)

Beloved, you were in my prayers at church this morning and I'll continue thinking of you throughout the next couple days. I don't know that there's anything else I can say, but I will share some prayers/verses/thoughts in case you'd like them.

I see so much courage in your words, and so much love in your desire to serve others even as you deal with one of the hardest things someone can go through. What I would say is that your presence is one of the most important gifts you can give to those you love. Exist with them in love and honesty. I've prepared for death a couple times, and I would tell my dad what songs not to play at my funeral (our favorite bad choice was "Thnks fr th Mmrs" by Fall Out Boy). Be yourself, and if you end up leaving them, leave them if you can with the knowledge that you love them. That is always enough.

O God our creator and sustainer, receive our prayers for this person. We thank you for the gifts they give others and the world. Give them grace to accept their limitations as we commend them to your merciful care.

From dust we were made, and to dust we shall return. To you, O Lord, we lift up their soul. Still we ask for more time, knowing that it is not up to us. We pray for the strength of life and healing, and if death should come, the peace and comfort of you in the last moments.

"For none of us lives for ourselves alone, and none of us dies for ourselves alone. If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord. For this very reason, Christ died and returned to life so that he might be the Lord of both the dead and the living." (Romans 14:7-9)

May the days ahead be gentle to you. May the Lord bless you and keep you, may the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you, may the Lord look upon you with favor and grant you peace.

<3 Johanna

More prayers and verses below the Read More:

Litany for those close to death:

With the faithful of every time and place, let us place ourselves in God's hands. We put our trust in you.

With Sarah and Abraham, who set out from home for a land unknown: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With Moses, who prayed for his people before going up the mountain to die: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With Ruth, who pledged faithfulness until death to her mother-in-law, Naomi: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With the disciples, who left their nets to follow Jesus: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With Mary, the mother of Jesus, and the women who watched at the cross: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With our Lord Jesus, who commended himself into your hands when he breathed his last: God of the promise, we put our trust in you.

With this person, whom we now place into your strong arms, confident of your grace and mercy, in life and in death: God of the promise, we put our trust in you. Amen.

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Various prayers:

O God, you have called your servants to ventures of which we cannot see the ending, by paths as yet untrodden, through perils unknown. Give us faith to go out with good courage, not knowing where we go, but only that your hand is leading us and your love supporting us; through Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.

O God, your days are without end and your mercies cannot be counted. Make us aware of the shortness and uncertainty of human life, and let your Holy Spirit lead us in holiness and righteousness all the days of our life, so that, when we shall have served you & our generation, we may be gathered to our ancestors, having the testimony of a good conscience, in the communion of your Church, in the confidence of a certain faith, in the comfort of a holy hope, in favor with you, our God, and in peace with all humanity; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Help us, we pray, in the midst of things we cannot understand, to believe and trust in the communion of the saints, the forgiveness of sins, and the resurrection to life everlasting. Amen.

God of all grace, you sent your Son, our Savior Jesus Christ, to bring life and immortality to light. We give you thanks because by his death Jesus destroyed the power of death and by his resurrection has opened the kingdom of heaven to all believers. Make us certain that because he lives we shall live also, and that neither death nor life, nor things present nor things to come shall be able to separate us from your love which is in Christ Jesus our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever, Amen.

Lord Jesus, by your death you took away the sting of death. Grant to us, your servants, so to follow in faith where you have led the way, that we may at length fall asleep peacefully in you and wake in your likeness; to you, the author and giver of life, be all honor and glory, now and forever, Amen.

Soul of Christ, sanctify me. Body of Christ, save me. Blood of Christ, inebriate me. Water from the side of Christ, wash me. Passion of Christ, strengthen me. O good Jesus, hear me. Within Thy wounds hide me. Suffer me not to be separated from Thee. From the malicious enemy defend me. In the hour of my death, call me. And bid me come unto Thee, that I may praise Thee with Thy saints and with Thy angels Forever and ever. Amen.

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Prayer for Intercession: Watch, dear Lord, with those who wake or watch or weep, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, rest the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous. In your love, give us all this, through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Prayer for Trust: O most loving Father, you want us to give thanks for all things, to fear nothing except losing you, and to lay all our cares on you, knowing that you care for us. Protect us from faithless fears and worldly anxieties, and grant that no clouds in this mortal life may hide from us the light of your immortal love shown to us in your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.

Prayer for Protection Through Life: O Lord, mercifully assist us in our supplications and prayers. Direct the lives of your servants toward the goal of everlasting salvation, that, surrounded by all the changes and uncertainties of life, we may be defended by your gracious and ready help in Jesus Christ our Lord.

Prayer for Those in Affliction: Almighty and everlasting God, comfort of the sad and strength to those who suffer: Let the prayers of your children who are in any trouble rise to you. To everyone in distress grant mercy, grant relief, grant refreshment; through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Prayer for Recovery from Sickness: O God, the strength of the weak and the comfort of sufferers: Mercifully hear our prayers and grant to your servant the help of your power, that their sickness may be turned into health and our sorrow into joy; through Jesus Christ.

I know that my redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand on the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God. (Job 19:25-26)

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This is what the Lord says—he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: "Do not fear,for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. . . . Do not be afraid, for I am with you; . . . everyone who is called by my name, whom I created for my glory, whom I formed and made." (Isaiah 43:1-2, 5, 7)

Into your hands I commit my spirit; deliver me, Lord, my faithful God. (Psalm 31:5)

The Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore. (Psalm 121:7-8)

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38-3)

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." (Matthew 11:28-30)

Then he said, "Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom." Jesus answered him, "Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise." (Luke 23:42-43)

We know that we have passed from death to life, because we love each other. (1 John 3:14)

Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed—in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. . . . Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. (1 Cor 15:51-52, 58)

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Sources for prayers:

https://download.elca.org/ELCA%20Resource%20Repository/Liturgies-end_of_life.pdf

https://dmsbcatholic.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Prayers-for-the-Dying.pdf

The Lutheran Book of Worship (1978)

#if you have any kind of recovery/hospital fund page please send me the link!#also I'm kinda matter of fact abt death but i know it's terrifying and devastating so i hope you don't think I'm being flippant!#i have so much love for you.

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9: Reunion

In this part, we meet Betty and Jake gets some good advice.

She barged in the door and before I knew what was happening, she had me in a bear hug so tight that I could barely breathe. I had missed her.

“Hello,” I grunt out. She was squeezing so tightly that it was hard to form words.

She backs up and punches me in the arm. “That’s what you get for being away so long.”

Betty is always honest, always strong. She speaks her mind. She doesn’t let anyone get the best of her. She doesn’t abide by fools. If Betty is your friend, she will defend you, care for you and help you in any way that she can. She is the definition of loyal. And she is a knockout, absolutely gorgeous. Today, she is dressed like a 1940’s pinup model, her platinum hair in tight curls close to her face. Her black and red dress hugs her curves in all of the right ways.

“What happened to you,” I say. “When I left you were into baggy pants and tie dye shirts. Now this?” I say, realizing how much has changed in four years.

“You like?” She asks giving me a silly wink.

“Yeah, Betty. You look incredible.”

“Right answer. Thank you.” She responds.

Betty has no shame. She knows she is a prize. She believes in herself.

I smile. “I see the years haven’t dulled your sense of self worth.”

“Nope. What about you? Are you still the same shy boy that you used to be?”

I look at my hands. “I think that would be accurate.”

I blush though I don't know why. Betty knows me and I have nothing to hide from her. Maybe it is simply her knowledge of me after all of this time. Or maybe it is that a large part of me is still that shy little boy. She sits down, immediately at home in my presence. She is family to me.

“I would offer you coffee, but I have...misplaced the coffee pot." I pause. "I can offer you some water, or..."

“Maybe later," she interrupts, "I want to hear the reason that you were away from me for so long.”

I sit down next I her. Yet, a memory of Mahri comes to mind. Twenty questions, the intimacy of that moment, of holding her in my arms. I am about to get carried away in my thoughts but shake my head and turn my focus back to Betty and the question at hand.

We talk for quite a while, I explain why I was running and couldn’t contact her for all of this time.

“Frank is a piece of shit. I never trusted that guy,” she states. Clearly upset. "I can't believe he was willing to sacrifice your freedom for his."

"It’s fine. It wasn’t fair and things were hard for a while, but it led me to this place at this moment where I can appreciate all the things around me. I notice everything that I took for granted before.”

“Wow, an optimistic Jake. Never thought I'd see that. Your mom would be happy. She would love to see you embracing a happy future and not expecting the worst.” A soft smile crosses her lips that are dyed red with an exquisite shade of lipstick.

"I have learned that things can get better and that maybe I can have a happier future than that past has shown me," I confess.

Her smile is deeper this time. It is genuine and resolved as if she understands that my soul is finally healing. Being around Betty made me happy like I was a kid again.

“What’s her name?” She interrupts my thoughts.

“Betty, I want to know what you have been up to for four years. This isn't all about me.”

I have been working in an art gallery, reading free verse poetry, getting people drunk, trying to watch my mouth and stay out of trouble...the usual," she says quickly. “What’s her name?”

I sigh. “Mahri,” I lower my eyes, “I do want your advice, but that isn’t the only reason that I called you. I want to know about you and regain some of what we lost.”

“Jakey Poo, we will always be friends." she pinches my cheeks. "You are my brother. I missed you and it hurt that there was no goodbye, but I understand now. Let’s forget about all of the past. It’s not worth it to waste our future. Tell me what is going on and what you want to talk about. There will be plenty of time for you to return the favor."

That is how she always talked to me. She hated what she called "polite bullshit".

Her smile lets me know that she means it. "Tell me about Mahri."

My heart warms and I begin. There are so many thoughts swirling through my head. I am caught up in the thought of her. “Where do I start?” I say running my fingers through my hair.

“Ok, you are going to make me work for this. How did you meet?”

“Well, we met online. Do you remember when I found out that I had two half-sisters, Hannah and Lily?” She nods.

"Hannah was kidnapped and...” I start to tell the story.

“What the hell?” she interjects.

"I know. She is fine now."

I quickly begin to tell her about Hannah's disappearance.

"Shit. No wonder your heart is such a mess," she interjects.

"I know, right?" I say with a melancholic chuckle. "So, when I was trying to find Hannah, a random number got pulled into our investigation. We still haven't figured out where her number came from, but there she was, this woman with the guts to stand up for herself and those that she loved, the emotional intellect to solve problems the rest of us couldn't and the ability to love those who got to be around her. She even cares for those she only met through the computer. Anyway, that number belonged to Mahri. She is amazing, strong and smart, and beautiful. We talked a lot during our search. She was the first person in a long time that was actually interested in my well-being, the first to actually ask my name, and the first that I wanted to tell it to in four years. I became intrigued by her. We started talking and over the course of the investigation, we fell in love.”

She seemed skeptical. “So, this is one of those online things, what if she is catfishing you? What if this is all just some fantasy that isn’t real?"

"That’s the thing. I would have never believed that I could fall in love with someone over the internet, I actually would have never trusted another soul the way that I trust her, but there was something different about her from the beginning. What we have is real. When I afraid that I would die, we texted and she talked me through it, we said I love you and we meant it. I have never felt this way before, you know that." I look at her. She nods in understanding. "When I told her I was free from my pursuers, she ran to me. When I hold her in my arms, I know that this is real and right.”

“Wait...you almost died?”

“Yeah, trying to escape from a mine that my friend, well, sort of friend, set on fire.”

“What? You have some interesting friends. I will have to meet this guy.”

"Can’t. But that is another story for another time."

She accepts that fact and continues, "Ok, so, you met her, for real?”

"Yes. Here. Four days ago." I begin to remember again. Memories of dancing in the rain, of the two of us cuddling on the couch, of her in that green dress fill my mind.

She pauses and waits for more information. When I don't say anything else. She clears her throat and says, "...and how did that go?"

"It was wonderful. We talked and we laughed and we kissed. We danced in the rain and we had a romantic dinner. We did normal things like just eating and doing the dishes. It just felt so perfect. Like all of these little things, all of the struggles just worked together and were just meant to be. It felt like this moment was just fated to happen, like all of the world meant for us to be together. from the moment that I met her, I knew that everything was right. I knew that we were going to be happy. I thought so, but I still trust her. I know that she is the place my soul lives. As much as I know that you will be my friend for all of our days, I know she is the one I will love. She will be my only one, forever. I know that we were brought together for a reason. I know that if this world fell apart, she would be the last thing I would think about and the first thing I would die to protect."

“Wow, that's a lot." She stops and thinks for a minute. Then continues, "So, what is the problem? Does she not feel the same? I mean, you are an acquired taste.” She says and winks at me.

“I thought she felt the same. She told me that she did, but at the end of our romantic dinner, which I thought was just about perfect, I noticed her start to change. She stopped talking. When I asked her about it, her response was 'I can’t do this.' I tried to talk again to get her to elaborate, but she shut down. I dropped her off at home and she hasn’t spoken to me since. It has been two days."

“Ok, let's back up." I am ready for her analysis. " Things were great, you were in love, she was who she said she was and she returned your feelings, and then she didn't. Is that right?"

"Basically." I nod.

"What did you tell her? Did you tell her the fates had aligned for you to be together forever or some shit like that? After two days? Did you use words like forever and future and meant to be?" She asks.

I nod, and almost whisper, "Yes, I wanted to tell her the whole truth, from my heart."

"Good job, Romeo. You scared the shit out of her," she chuckles. "No matter how much adoration she may have for you, forever holds a lot of weight. You have to be careful when you say dumb shit like that, even if you mean it."

" How the hell was I supposed to know?"

" I forgot that you are emotionally...stunted. Give her some time and when comes around, shut your fucking mouth for at least a week. How did you survive without me?"

" You don't think it is over? We may still have a chance?" I ask, feeling more hopeful than I have in days.

"If what you say is true, she will come around, but it is best if you leave it to her. Besides, how could she resist you for long? I mean look at you...stud muffin." She pokes his chest, teasing him. "Let's go drink. Where is a good place around here?"

"I only know of one place, but I don't think it is a good idea..." My words trail off, but she pulls me out the door

"You're driving," she screams over my shoulder.

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