#well i guess she did call her dad
okay I’ve started a very disorganized read-through of the Star Wars novels, including the old Legends content, so y’all should start preparing yourself for some 10-20 year old #hot takes, because I am nothing if not extremely relevant in this fandom ( /s ) but anyway
I’m a little ways into Shatterpoint and literally all I can think is
you’re in a cult call your dad
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My sister "forgot" to clean the cat's litter box for the 2nd day in a row and one of them pooped in the kitchen...
my parents be like: oh, a medical emergency for our dog? on saturday morning? well, better wait until monday so we can take her to our usual vet
me, internally: sir and maam, this 9lb dog has not eaten in over 48 hours without throwing it up or refusing it entirely, and was refusing water the ENTIRE day yesterday and most of today
my parents: we’ll just wait for our usual vet, he already has all her information on file
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•I could be your daddy•
(Bang ChanX Freader)
Warnings: Smut, Dilf, explicit language, Dirty dirty talk, mentions of abandonment child, secret, daddy~
It was two days before your birthday and you were at your best friends house. Mia had very special place in your heart. [Mia it’s your lovely sweet best friend]. You were eating pizza and watching movies when Mia’s phone rang, you covered your ears as The Weekend’s- Call out my name blared through the speakers. "Hello? Yeah dad....I know. Well what time are you coming home? Oh...okay. Yeah she's still here...No she's going home tomorrow. Yeah, yeah. Bye." You listened to their one sided conversation.
"Is everything okay?" You asked and she simply nodded.
"Yeah.. my dad is just coming home a bit late from work. " she shrugged. You nodded your head and went back to your nearly forgotten slice of Hawaiin pizza. After a couple more hours of watching horror movies, Mia decided to go to bed. You weren’t very tired so you decided to stay up a little longer.
"My dad will be home soon..you sure you don't want to come to bed?" Your best friend asked.
"No, that's fine. I'm going to come up soon anyways. Go on, get some sleep."
"Okay." she said, and walked up the stairs and into her room. Not too long after Mia went upstairs, her father came . You heard him coming closer with an empty glass of wine and placing it to the table. He was so captivated about his job that he barely noticed that someone was in the living room. He was music producer and his group was in making of a new album so his frustration of every single detail hit red. Job was getting him sucked up, he was so absorbed in his thoughts and then..he saw you sitting on his couch sweet and innocent with those eyes that he constantly was avoiding. You were his daughter’s best friend after all For fucks sake!
"Ohh,Ahh, hello, Y/N..I would have gave you my last glass of wine but I drunk it like tequila shot." Mia’s father said, taking a seat beside you on the couch.
"Uuh hello Mr. Bang..Noo it’s okay, don’t worry about it...Um Mia went upstairs earlier but I couldn’t sleep..guess it’s time to go now..I’ll leave you get rest then.." ￼you got up to head upstairs when he grabbed your hand to sit down again.
"Because Mia went to sleep you don’t have to do the same. Make yourself at home Y/n." You cracked smiled at him and did as he said. You loved seeing him like this, so raw in your eyes. He was tired of all the responsibilities but goddd you loved his work ethic even when you were crushing on him every fucking time you’d see him so relaxed beside you. Despise that, he was an amazing man to his work, to his surroundings and especially to his daughter. Mia’s mother had left them when Mia was really young and Chan became both father and mother for her. He was your forbidden fruit.
You felt slightly uncomfortable because you were wearing nothing but a tank top -with no bra- and a pair or short shorts. You noticed he was wearing a black hoodie with a black beanie hiding his curls. He surely looked very young for his age. You had both turned your attention to the tv and that's when things got awkward. There was indeed a very intense sex scene being shown, and the man was going down on the woman. You could feel Chan's stare burning a hole through the side of your head but you didn't say anything. Until he broke the silence.
"Mia told me you recently got a tattoo?" he said, sounding more like a question. You nodded shyly.
"It's in a bit of a....private place." you whispered looking down as he laughed.
"Oh come on..how private could it be? " he asked. You sighed and pulled down the waistband of your shorts a bit to show him the tattoo, which said "Res non verba." It was a Latin phrase you deeply believed in every aspect of your life which means Actions, no words. He bent down in front of your opened legs to look at the tattoo. You weren’t wearing any underwear so when his hot breath fanned out on your core you had to bite your lip to hold back a moan. You couldn't let your best friends father know how turned on you were getting from this. Well neither was supposed to see your core in this state. The image of his face between your legs as he lapped up your arousal.
" Actions speak louder than words..hm..sure it’s a nice tattoo..I like it." he said, moving back to his previous position. While moving, his hand brushed over your heat roughly causing you to moan.
"s..hit" you cursed. Chan smirked at you, noticing the effect he had on you. Atmosphere changed in a matter of time. And now he was in charge,teasing for all the times you were passing in front of him while liking your ice cream cone and making eye contact with him and getting him hard like a rock. You were his forbidden fruit.
"You liked that?" he asked, inching closer to you. You nodded and blushed. His hand trailed up your thigh as you both looked back at the tv screen, which was now showing the man thrusting into the woman.
"Have you ever been fucked like that before, Y/N?" he whispers in your ear and you immediately freeze.
"W-what?" You gasp for air and he smirks.
"You heard me." he says while moving his hand to your clit, rubbing it through the thin fabric of your shorts. You bucked your hips at the feeling, making Chan laugh at your reaction. He dipped his hand into your shorts and continued his torturous actions. He slips a finger in you and pumped in and out. Your heartbeat gone wild. Then he knelt down in front of you and took your throbbing clit between his lips, sucking on the bundle of nerves.
"shit, baby..don't stop.Oh my..fuck Mr. Chan." You moaned with one hand covering your mouth and thinking about the pet name you just split out of your mouth and with your other hand wrapping your fingers in his hair, while you tried to shuffle your moans because your best friend could hear you in any moment. He continued to work on your wet folds making you squirm under him. He looked up at you through hooded eyes and that was all it took. You came all over his tongue. When you came down from your high, you pushed him down on the couch and knelt before him, much like how he did not long ago. You unzipped his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers. His hard length slapped against his chest and your eyes widened. It was so beautiful. Veiny like his hands and the redness of his tip looking so delicious welcoming for your lips to give a kiss. You had imagined that he would be big but not this big..
He interrupt your thoughts by grabbing your chin bringing you up to kiss you. It’s was messy and passionate. You were going crazy. He made you look at him ,make eye contact with him while he squeezed your cheeks together making your lips and o shape and brought you close to his mouth..his breath touching your wet lips.
" You called me baby...you like that huh? But I’m not a baby Y/n. I am your best friends Dad. I’m an old grown man. I could be your daddy."
"And you would love that. Don’t you..Da-ddy?" He smiled and his head rolled back while he petted your head affectionately.
"Open!" He said demanding and he gave you his spit inside your mouth. You took his saliva and played with it in your tongue and lips inside out. He breathed across your face while he crossed his big thumb over your lips touching his mouth liquid.
"Ohhoho..you have no idea what it is that you’re doing to me. That’s why I’m avoiding you Y/n..but you are always such a good girl that makes me want to fuck you and moan in your ear how good you’re feeling around me even more."
In other any case you would be embarrassed of the sins you were committing all in once but in this case you went down to him grabbing his thighs more hungrier than before.
You slowly took him into your mouth and he let out a long moan. You took as much of him as you could in your mouth, feeling him slide down your throat.
"Yes baby..take that fucking cock. Uhh what a good goood girl you are." he said, thrusting his hips upwards. You pulled back a bit and looked up at him, batting your eyelashes. You went in again, pushing yourself to touch his stomach with the tip of your nose smelling his cologne spread over his body. You licked up and down teasing him and licked a long strap that made him moan an octave down and louder.
"Easy baby girl..You want us to get caught? You want Mia to caught you taking me so well like a sweet friend you are?." You ignored him completely and got to the same point as before, but patiently taking him down your throat until you could feel his happy trail brush against your nose. He groaned , letting out sighs of ecstasy as he held you there for a minute before pulling you back.
"fuck, get up." he growled and you stood up immediately. He pushed your back on the couch, hovering over you and lining himself up at your entrance.
"On the pill?" he asked and you nodded . He smirked and slammed into you, causing you to shriek loudly..He clamped a hand over your mouth to shut you up.
"Baby you have to be quiet." he said. You nodded your head while his mouth was still in your mouth. You shuddered at his fullness .
"fuck , that's right baby. Take that cock. But no, you keep ignoring my words. You’re such a naughty girl aren't you? " he asked as he pounded into you not breaking eye contact with you. He pulled out of you suddenly and flipped you over, so you were now on your hands and knees. He pushed up and ploughed into you, grasping your hips tightly as he did so. He grabbed your hair in a ponytail and yanked it, pulling your head back kissing your moans with his lips on yours.
"Such a fucking slut. fucking your best friends dad."
"Y-yes..oh god." You purred. All you could hear was his pelvis slapping against your ass.
"fuck yes ! Chan just like that..right there. I love your fucking cock in me. Don't stop !" You moaned in pure ecstasy.
"You love it , don't you? Huh? You love my cock in your fucking tight pussy." He said and reached around to your front to rub your clit.
"Yes baby.. I love your cock. So fucking good Daddy." You moaned. At this point you couldn't care less if your best friend was upstairs listening to everything. Chan slapped your ass gently and soothing it after.
"fuck, your so tight Y/n " he said. He started going very slowly making you whine. You threw your hips back and you heard him curse behind you.
"That's right princess, fuck my cock. Fuck me. " he said through gritted teeth as he felt himself reaching his high. Meanwhile you were a moaning mess under him. You clenched around him and you came all over his cock and Chan was yet to cum.
"Chan baby..cum for me. Cum in that tight pussy..I want all of it.' You moaned while making your innocent eye contact and that was all it took. His groans and liquids shot into you and you smiled at him as the liquid oozing down your leg.
"fuck that was amazing baby girl." He said, finally dressing himself up while you were doing the same. You were both dressed and now collapsing onto the couch.
"Yeah..and imagine huh? you could be my daddy." You said laughing ironically and you both froze when you heard footsteps getting closer.
You turned to see to the side of the living room and you both saw a sleeping Mia.
"What th.. Guys turn the fucking volume down I was in so deep sleep and that sex scenes woke me up." Chan froze as he looked at you panicked.
"Sweetheart what are you talking about? We were just talking about your college and your summer plans." You clearly didn’t say a word. He tried to cover up. Mia came close to the table grabbed the remote and turned down the volume. Immediately you both looked the TV for only to see the protagonists making love on the beach. You felt guilt and relieved at the same time. Mia looked at you both with sleepy eyes while she raised her hands in gesture.
"See? Not that hard. I’m so sleepy..I love you both. And I’m sorry for being mean. Now goodnight." She hugged both, you and Chan and she disappeared from the room. She didn’t hear anything..Luck was with you..the movie?..you were gonna review it with 5 stars after this...She was too sleepy for you own good. Mia was such an angel. How could you tell her something like this? It wouldn’t happen again.. Ever!
Chan looked at you while he quietly laughed letting himself at the couch again beside you. He slipped his hand and pulled a hair of your face behind your ear. You looked at him gulping at the thought of his beautiful hands around your neck. No Y/n no..that could never happen again.
"So..sex on the beach huh?"
And that was the moment you knew...it wasn’t gonna be the last time he was inside you.
Dis/ Imagination and not how I view Chan in real life. Hope you all enjoy 😊
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My mom hates me now probably. I mean i did call her insecure for always calling me arrogant. I just neant that maybe, when she thinks Im calling her atupid, she thinks that more of herself than me. But she probably will misunderstand me. Tho i do admit that I wish they'd be more receptive to more ideas, I never really thought they were stupid. If i did i would never have bothered to share stuff I know. To talk abt things i find interesting. But every argument with me is always "its bc i think myself perfect" "its because im so smart"
I dont. Oh how Id love to yell back that im barely keeping it together. I cant do anything. I failed my classes again. I have no money. Im still living at home with no contributions. I cant even read a sentence of school books without feeling like im gonna die.
Id love to tell her that. How much of a failure I already think I am. But whats the point of me pointing that out myself when thats what she thinks of me already? I wanna die. At my own terms. Im tired. I dont think I can fight this and honestly i cant go the rest of my life with whatever it is thats wrong with my brain.
Hey. Do you think of I die, people would say something like I wish she didnt die? Or do you think theyll be relieved? My mom wouldnt have to fight woth her arrogant kid anymore. My dad wouldnt need to pay for a dumb daugyters education. My brother would have his break from me. My friends wont have to deal with my selfishness and general gloominess.
Do you think strangers would care? No. Im just another number on the suicide list after. Well cause duh. Who am I even?
Haha do you know ive been asking myself that same question for a while now?
Im sorry. Im so sorry. I dont even know what im apologizing for at this point just that I know Im sorry. For being here I guess. Or for not beig fixed. I dunno. Im sorry for a lot of things. I really am. Truly.
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A SECOND TIME AROUND
It was raining hard.
I can't hear the rain drops all over the road, despite of the heavy rainfall.
I was standing still in the middle of the road near an old oak tree that night, soaked by rainfall.
My tears are dripping all over my face, while the rain waters has already wet my face, seeing the person that I trusted much walking away in a distance.
Only I can hear was my heart pounding, turning to crash.
And all I can feel was, I was heavy-laden.
CHAPTER 1 : Welcome to my Life.
It was a breezy evening; I was walking alone down the streets bringing a bag of treats that I bought from the nearest convenience store in the city.
I was drinking my favorite soda and to partner with it a honey buttered chips placed inside the bag, I was listening to classical Viennese musical waltz, while walking I was quite dancing with the waltz beat.
I was about to crossed to street and then I saw a big oak tree near the park in front of me, I was stunned to see a big oak tree in the middle of the street. Anyway, the street that I'm walking into is my favorite street because there are no people around it nor cars drove, only a few would walk and drive their way in here.
I'm Dreifus Clark Louisiana by the way; in short you can call me Drei. I am a Junior college student studying in a prestigious university in the city, I took up Psychology because people tend to stereotyped me as a good listener and adviser, but at some point I realized I was a clown because I don't really wanted to take up this course, I want to pursue Music but my parents won't let me, because they say its impractical to follow your passion than getting a real job.
But I can't blame it anyway because; they're the one who’s financing my studies. I'm on my 20th and I do have a lot of friends, yes.
But to tell if there's someone that I can consider as my confidante? Then I'd rather abstain with it.
We live in an apartment in Singapore, I have two brother’s Jacob and Stan and one sister, Margaret and they're all younger than me, all studying in public high school. My parents were only contractual workers, my mom is a cook in a fast food restaurant, and she usually wakes up early like 3 in the morning to prepare everything at home, breakfast for us and other chores. Then by 5:30, she will hurriedly get out of the house to enter on her job, I am blessed to have her because despite of being tired, still she managed to sustain her work and family.
My dad is a taxi driver, renting a taxi only for a day then roam around the city to find a passenger, his job is quite risky. I can still remember way back when I was 12 when he got home injured and seeing his eyes sore like it was punched hard, later then I realized that he was forced robbed by an unknown 2 passengers while driving their way out of the city. Good thing dad was not that harmed.
So my family is only simple, we live in a small apartment but we still consider it as home.
Might I guess you've wondered how I entered myself in a prestigious university? Well, it's a sort of a reward.
I graduated as class valedictorian during my senior high year, then this known university gave me a scholarship, and since that we’re financially unstable so I took the opportunity. No music degree for me then.
Shouted as I entered the apartment, dad is sitting on the couch and my siblings are busy answering their school works on our kitchen table then mom. Well, where is she?
"Where's mom?" Asking dad,
"Oh, she's having overtime on work." He replied.
"Welcome home Mom!" my brother Jacob exclaimed as mom entered the door holding a bag of groceries from the wet market.
I approached to her and get the bags, gave her a kiss on the cheeks.
"Why did you get some overtime tonight mom? You need to rest though." I stated.
"Well, we need money so..." She paused a bit because dad approached her and gave a kiss on her forehead "... I need to do overtime."
"Thank you hon, I think you need to rest for a while" dad said.
"It's fine honey, i'd better change first to prepare our dinner, I know you're all hungry, anyway Marga baby?..."
"yes mom?" Marga answered,
"Can you please clean the veggies? Mom will just change her clothes."
"Sure thing mom!"
As Marga moved out from her school works and went to the kitchen sink placing all the veggies to prepare for our meal.
This is usually our routine here at home, mom usually arrives by 8 in the evening then Marga helped prepare the meal and me do the cleaning afterwards.
That's my life in here.
CHAPTER 2 : The Start of the Meeting.
"Drei... Drei... Wake up, I have to go."
Mom woke me up by 5 in the morning to prepare for school. I twitched my eyes and stretched myself then prayed of course.
"... breakfast is prepared already, I have to go now, I need to be early for work today, There's some errands that I have to finish early today."
"Yes mom! Take care, see you later."
I prepared myself also going to school. It’s about past 6:30 and I need to walk now going to school along the way I cross path with my neighboring friend, Shawn.
Well Shawn was a friend of mine since junior high school, we know each other because our parents were good friends but we talk civil only. Until this year as we entered the university we became classmates.
"Drei, why so early for school today?" Shawn asked,
"Shawn, we're about to be late, how come you'll say that it's still early?" I replied lowkey irritated.
"Oh but my watch says it’s still 6:45"
“6:45 your ass, you'd better sell that watch to others it’s already 6:55 Shawn" I replied as I turned my phone screen in front of him.
"Gee... I'd better buy a new watch I guess." He said.
"You don't need a watch Shawn, you need to prepare faster and early." I replied
"As if... You're not late like me." Sarcastically reply to me. We laughed,
"Ops... My bad also HAHA..." I giggled as we reached the corridor of our room already then we entered the classroom and found out that there are only two seats left at the back, and so we were seatmates.
"I think this is our reward for being somehow late" poking at me while whispering.
"Shut up... At least we got seats"
The teacher entered the room, and the discussion started. First period was history of Psychological theories by the way, so you know what I'll feel while attending the class.
CHAPTER 3 : A Simple Invitation
*School bell ring*
"Ok class, submit your reflection journals next week, until then, take care."
Then our professor leaves the room.
I was busy packing my things to go home when suddenly Shawn asked me to go for some snacks.
"You know what I was craving for some Chicken meal, how about we go and have one."
Shawn asked me.
"As much as I wanted to, but my purse is in deep grief today, I'd rather summon the gods of fortune and richness first before I'd enjoy that meal."
I jokingly replied.
"So I'd rather pass." I replied
"My treat..." He said.
"And then one day the gods of fortune answered my prayer..." I laughed as I can’t neglect free snacks.
"You sure are a big joker Drei, HAHA come on let's go"
Then Shawn and I went to get some Chicken Meal at Kicknacks Chicken Dining.
CHAPTER 4 : Small Talks
"AT LAST! CRAVINGS SATISFIED!"
as Shawn take his first bite of his chicken meal.
"The gods has truly blessed me to eat this manna." I exclaimed as I took my first bite. Then we both laughed at each other.
"By the way Shawn? How come that our parents were so close to each other? Do know the reason behind that?" I asked randomly.
"Well you see your mom and my mom were best friends when they were on their college years, I still remember the time when mom told me that they are good at skipping class before, and got their first detention due to entering the class intoxicated by liquor"
"Woah, Can't believe mom would have really done that." I replied in shocked, because I haven't heard that story from my mom before.
"Then you have to, anyway why did you choose Psychology by the way? Aren't you supposed to take other courses?" He curiously asked me
"Well, technically I want to pursue Music..."
"Same..." Interrupt replied.
"... Oh I see, we have things in common though, I want to finish Bachelors of Music major in Violin, but due to financial constraints that dream of mine is now on my back-log list. Also the reason why I'm in that university because of scholarship."
"Oh, I remember you graduated Valedictorian. No wonder why." As he took another bite of his chicken finger meal.
“How about you why did you choose Psychology?" I asked
"Well, actually I don't want this course, I want to pursue Music also but major in Piano..."
"Sounds terrific!" I abruptly replied.
"... But then my mom desired me to be in the field of neuropsychology, so... Here I am, enrolled in the course that I don't want."
"So that means, we're on the same boat of career choice crisis."
Then we laughed harder because I can't imagine that we have things in common, I didn't expected that starting that day we usually go and have fun times with each other.
CHAPTER 5 : Best Friend
Days passed and we realized that our bond grew stronger; we tend to go to restaurants, even do window shopping and night strolling. Until one night as we talked we were busy walking at the breezy night, drinking sodas and some chips until we stopped and ate at the benches on a park near our apartments. Shawn opened a conversation anonymously,
"You see Drei, I don't have lots of friends unlike you, you have your high school friends meeting you every week at the corridors and I envy you with that having a lot of friends."
"Well you don't have to envy about it, yes they're my friends but for any reason that I can talk about my life experiences and frustrations. I don't have that kind of a friend" I replied.
"So you mean you don't have a best friend, you view them all as just friends..." He asked.
"Apparently, yes." I replied, as I took a sip of my drink
"Well why not have one?" He asked
"Then if that's the case, you see I have past experiences with regards of having a best friend before, but later then I realized that it was one sided kind of a friendship."
"Why, why one sided?"
"Well you see... we were best friends we usually hang out and even shared our frustrations with each other, we do things such as bonding, eating, but not competing. Until such time I realized that I am only the person whose updating him always, also we tried not talking to each other one time out of the blue, and for no reason he didn't talked to me then. And as of now I still don't know what's the reason behind it, I reached out unto him again and then nothing happened."
"Oh that was sad, I see you have traumas"
"I see you're acting like a therapist" I jokingly replied.
“I see you're about to have one." He said.
I paused for a while and then I realized I have found myself a best friend.
"Well if that's the case, do you mind if I call you as my best friend?" I asked.
Then to my surprise he answered.
"I'd be delighted to have one."
He said happily and then we teased each other about nonsense things that we usually do at home alone and movies that we watched.
And that's the story of how I met my best friend.
CHAPTER 6 : The Resemblance of Friendship
After a long time we do the usual stuffs, we even do playing electronic games, a battle duel on online gaming, still do the usual eating at fast food and street foods, also we hang out regularly.
One time I got too overwhelmed by school works that it caused me to breakdown, and then thankfully Shawn was there, he witnessed me how I cried because of being frustrated at school works and family financial issues.
Also there is this one time that we are about to fight because of some small issues, he forgot to do his school works that I asked him to do so I somehow feel bad about what he did, we didn't talked for a week, but then because we cannot keep being not good at each other we settled it and even asked for forgiveness for each other.
Sounds like cringe right? But that's how comfortable we are to each other.
We we're having our last term exams in History of Psychological Theories, I reached out to Shawn.
"Shawn! I'm kind of bored after this class why not we get ourselves into the mall." I whispered at him while taking the exams.
"Sure thing, but first let's finish this crappy term exam." He giggled.
"Might not get the cream of the crop list this year, maybe I'd get the scream of the crap from my parents if I don't do well in this" I jokingly giggled as I replied.
Term exams were done and we made our way to the nearest mall, then while do window shopping we found in the sale section a silver chain bracelet for men.
"Try this on." I get one and hand it over to him.
"This is good, but how much was it?” He asked.
"It’s on sale, a dollar for two." I replied.
"Uhmm... Ok it looks good." He said.
"Yeah, let's check it out."
"Are you sure?" He asked
"Yes, let's buy this thing to symbolize our friendship"
Then the unexpected window shopping turned out we bought ourselves a resemblance of our friendship. And after malling we decided to eat at Kicknacks again, we both enjoyed our company talking about life, our personal future plans and what we'll do in the future.
"You see bro, I want when I get married please promise me that you'll be my best man." I told Shawn.
"Surely I promise you, your best friend will be your best man." Then we both laughed and enjoyed our meal.
CHAPTER 7 : Turning Cold
I opened my phone
Where are you? We're getting late for school.
*Sent message to Shawn*
I leaved a message to him while walking my way to school, I arrived at school and he entered late.
"Bro, why are you late?"
"Ah... I woke up late." He said.
"You surely need to wake up earlier than the usual bro" I advised.
"Yeah." He answered coldly.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Nothing, I'm fine." Then he focused on his phone while the teacher in front of us is lecturing.
"Would you like to go for snack later at Kicknacks?" I asked.
"Uhm, I have to go somewhere else." He replied.
That's the first time he answered me coldly and out of nowhere rejected me without an apparent reason.
After class he just went out without even saying anything, so out of nowhere I kind of questioned what is happening. I kind of ignored it because I think he's not in the mood or what, but it’s already a week that he's acting strange lately, the Shawn that I know turned out something I didn't know in the process, so one time I tried to find out what is happening to him.
I left the room alone and went to the clinic's corridor and I found out that he was seeing some girl on the other course, her name was Amy. I know Amy because she's a campus crush, then I just realized that they were dating.
So I passed on the other corridor instead so that I won't bother him.
CHAPTER 8: A Second Time Around
Later that night I tried to reach out on him, but he didn't answer.
I kind of questioned myself, what's the matter with Shawn, he became distant already, I don't understand why he keeps things from me. Why rather keep what's with him and Amy.
So the next day, I went to the convenience store to buy some soda and chips, I took some detours first, I ate my food at the benches in the park then I just felt that it was about to rain so I neglected it. I still stayed there and then I received a message from Shawn.
Hi Drei! Can we talk I'll be on my way to the park.
Oh if that's the case I'm here near the big oak tree.
So I hurriedly made my way to the oak tree, and found out that he was really there standing, his hands are placed on his sweater pockets. As soon as I approached, he stared at me and then I asked.
"What's the matter with you, why a change of behavior lately?" I asked.
"Answer me Shawn, why do you hide things from me anyway? Supposedly you are not to hide things from me right? Because I'm your best friend."
Still no response. I was quite irritated for his actions.
"What's wrong with you? Why become distant lately, why not reaching out and I can't see the best friend that I ought to see before, why a change of attitude and started to close your doors from me? What did I do?"
I asked and tears started to bubble up my eyes, I don't usually cry by the way but this time I can't handle my frustrations with this problem.
"You see..." He answered.
"I think... I need a break from our friendship.” he said.
As I heard this I was shocked and questioned everything that why such conclusion happened.
"I think I don't deserve you as my best friend, because let's say..." It took him so long to tell it.
"Say what?" I answered.
"I don't want our friendship to be awkward, because I am dating someone else and they think that we are dating too."
"So you think, I'm gay?" I replied,
"No I'm not trying to tell you that, but what I want is that... You know I don't want issues, I just wanted it to be stopped." He said hesitantly.
"Screw you! If you think just like that. And if you felt awkwardness between our friendship that's because you value other people opinions than pointing yourself out that you have someone in your life a confidante, a best friend. What am I to you? I'm your best friend right." I asked.
He didn't respond.
"So that's it, again... I never thought that this would happen again, I thought that you are my trusted person, I thought that we are best friends, just because of other people's opinion fed up on you, you'll end up this friendship of ours, you're a bummer."
"Sorry, but I have to." He said, as it started to rain heavily and tears started to fall down from my eyes.
"It's much better to keep it this way." He said
"Then if that's the case, take this..." I hand over to him my bracelet.
"I won't need it anymore, keep it thank you for the friendship, thank you for those times that you are there, I won't forget our memories and bond together but if this has been the last time that I'll have a best friend, and then I'm glad that I had you."
He received the bracelet and kept it. And then he went on his way back, while I’m soaked in rain. It was raining hard. I can't hear the rain drops all over the road, despite of the heavy rainfall. I was standing still in the middle of the road near an old oak tree, bathed by the rain. My tears are dripping all over my face, while the rain waters has already wet my face, seeing the person that I trusted much walking away in a distance.
Only I can hear was my heart pounding, turning to crash. Witnessing my best friend now moving away from a distant. I can’t expect that the person that you know will eventually turn into a stranger.
And all that I can feel was, I was heavy-laden.
I felt like an option like the way I felt from the past. I don’t know if that promise that we’ll be each other’s best man will still happen.
Maybe things such as these do happen for me because I don't deserve to be called as a best friend.
I felt like an option. Drei is just an option.
Unforgettable moments Reggie x reader a/n ~ f/n~ friends name I also take requests Warnings: Cursing
No one pov:
Y/n goes to school with Reggie. Luke, Alex, and Julie. She was like the nerd she didn’t like to sing in front of people but she had a great voice. Carrie was like a friend to y/n she was there for her when her dad left the family for some other lady. The dad and y/n were like peanut butter and Jelly they were really close y/n thought her dad was more than a dad she thought of him as a brother and a friends she would be able to talk to him no matter what. The mom and the dad were close to but then when y/n turned 6 years old the dad left and before he left her mom and dad fought a lot.
I am now 16 years old and i am in high school I have a crush like any other girl in the school on one of the band members of Julie and the Phantoms. I like Reggie but he doesn’t even notice at all I wonder why he is always around f/n but who knows maybe my friend is lucky she has had a crush on him for a while since they came to the school. “Y/N!!!!” “What?” “You will never guess what happened” “well what happened” “I was asked on a date” “with who” “Reggie!!” “Oh... that is great”.
Time skip to f/n date:
no one pov:
Y/n was helping her friend find an outfit and she went with Denim jeans
a/n: Ignore the shirt but your friend is wearing the shoes in the picture
with a blue shirt with a white lacy shirt underneath.
F/N went on her date.
I really like f/n but then again I wonder if she likes me i mean we have been friends since we came here. “Hey f/n” “Yes?” “I was wondering if you would like to be my Girlfriend?” “I would... Love to be your girlfriend!!” “Great” “I should start heading home” “I can walk you home if you like?” “I would like that” Well that was very successful she is very pretty I really hop we last long. As I walk her home I look at a room in the house and I see a figure dancing to Julie and the Phantoms. “Reggie!!” “Reggie” REGGIE” I was interrupted by my thoughts when f/n called my name “I’m I sorry was distracted” “It’s fine” “I’ll see you tomorrow f/n” “see you tomorrow Reg”
Time skip to morning:
My friend told me that her and Reggie are a couple and that broke my heart I get up an get dressed in a Red and black Plaid with black jeans I obviously tied the plaid shirt. As I enter the school building I see f/n and Reggie sitting on a bench cuddling. I cant believe it but I am jealous and I am not usually a jealous person what is wrong with me I can’t believe it but I wish that was me. As I was thinking about it I went right into class. As I was about to sit f/n called over Reggie and told me that the seat was taken and that i had to sit somewhere else. I sit behind her. “Hey f/n who was that you were talking to?” “Oh nobody. Why?” “Just wondering” “Oh okay” I can’t believe my ears did she just that I was a nobody?? As the class ends I head over to Carrie. “Hey y/n what happened” “Not much..” “I know you what’s wrong” “F/n called me a nobody ever since she got a boyfriend I have...” “Since when did f/n get a boyfriend” “Since last night” Oh... well I am having sleep over you should come” “Thanks I will think about it” “No probe” “Hey Carrie?” “yeah y/n?” “If you ever got a boyfriend would you ever push me away?” “Y/n I would never we have been friends since we were born you are like a sister to me” “Thank Car”
Julie pov: a/n ~ I know finally
What did I just hear f/n has a boyfriend I need to know who it is and well I am happy for f/n she is my sister so why not. “Hey sis” “Hey Jules” “Who is your boyfriend?” “How did -” “I over heard Y/n talking to Carrie” “Oh... don’t be mad but it’s Reggie” “Why would I be mad” “Also you two are really cute together” “Thanks Jules” As we were walking home I saw y/n and Carrie laughing and walking up to Carries house. So I ran over to them and started to yell at y/n “You are the worst friend ever F/N told you she had a boyfriend and all you do is just ignore her she has been with you no matter -” “NO! I told her I was happy for her and all she does is give me the cold shoulder she may be your sister but me and f/n are not like me and Carrie” “Oh please y/n you know nothing about f/n”
No one Pov:
“Oh please y/n you know nothing about f/n” Little did they know Reggie, Luke, Alex, Carrie, and F/n were watching. “I do know stuff about F/n she has a boyfriend named Reggie, She loves to sing, she loves to be herself no matter what type of people are around and I also know she is being distant from me I tried to sit next to her in math today and she was talking to her boyfriend Reggie and said that I was a nobody I helped her through your mom’s death and she treats me like Shit I try so hard to play it of Julie but she seems to not need me anymore.” “I don’t care how she treats you Y/N she is still going through the heart break about our mom and today is our Mom’s birthday” “That Julie is Bullshit F/N told me when your mom’s birthday is and I can tell you it is not today. I would rather be with Carrie she understands me way more than anyone would she knows what i am going through and she is there for me and i am there for her that is how friendships work you are there for each other but no I was always there for f/n I need to talk to someone who will acutely listen to me. I need someone who will wait until I am ready to talk f/n has never done that for me it has to be all about her so I’m sorry you only listen to your sisters side of the story.” As y/n is about to walk away with Carrie Julie says something that hurts y/n feelings. “Wait Y/N my sister never liked you in the first place she only cares about her family and her boyfriend.” “Thank you for the truth I don’t need anyone except for Carrie from now on.”
Later that day at Carrie’s
Carrie and y/n walk to Carrie’s house. “Hey y/n” “Yeah Carrie” “I can cancel the sleep over if you want and you can stay over.” ‘Thanks but are you sure” “ Yeah you are more important than Julie, Reggie, Luke, Alex, and f/n.” “You are the best Carrie” They continue to walk but at the Molina’s house hold there is a lot of tension. “Hey f/n” “Yeah Jules” “are you okay” “Yeah what she said hurt” “You guys have been friends for a while now” “Julie I know but she has been friends with Carrie since they were little”
What I just witnessed was terrible. F/n was never y/n friend she was just using her to get more friends and now I just can’t imagine why I am even dating f/n. I now figured out I know nothing about f/n. “Hey f/n I am going to go now” “NO” “Why” “BECAUSE I AM HURTING AND ALL YOU CAN THINK ABOUT IS GOING HOME AND NOT BEING HERE FOR ME, ME REGGIE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR HOME!!!!!!” “YOU KNOW WHAT F/N WE ARE OVER.” “What Reggie what have I done wrong” “You are not there for your friend y/n what she said from math class was right I see you guys together smiling and laughing you should be their for her not the other way around relationships go both ways your friend or ex - friend are supposed to supporting each other so f/n we are over” “Fine I don’t need you anyways Reggie” “Come on Alex, Luke”
What I just witnessed outside and in the house was messed up f/n and Reggie were together for 3 days what world are we living in. But yet again what Reggie said was right. “Guys do you hear that music” “yeah” “Alex you hear it” “Yeah lets go figure it out.”
No one POV:
Luke, Alex, and Reggie hear music coming from Carrie’s and they walk up to a window and see Carrie and y/n dancing to “Dance Monkey.”
Carrie sees Luke, Reggie and Alex she tells y/n she will be right back.
Me and y/n were dancing but as I was spinning I see 3 boys from our school oh I wish I knew there names. Wait I do weren’t they Luke, Reggie, and Alex I don’t know. “Hey Y/n” “Yeah Carrie” “I’ll be right back” “Oh were are you going” “Oh you know to get some sun” “ Oh ok I am going to get some water and make some popcorn” “Ok” I walk outside and walk right behind the 3 boys. “What are ou doing here?” I must have scared them because they just jumped and start to stutter. “Well we heard music and came to check it out.” “Wait your Reggie dating F/n right?” “Um... yeah” “Oh well why aren’t you at her house?” “Because we broke up” I started to laugh because they just broke up man that is funny. “Why are you laughing?” “Because they have only been together for 3 days” “Hey Carrie what’s taking you so long?” “I need more time” “Oh why are they here” “Well because they saw us dancing” “Why is Reggie here?” “Wait do you don’t mind that me and Luke are here?” “No are you the ones dating f/n” “Well no” “But Reggie shouldn’t be at her house?” “Well him and f/n broke up today” I answered y/n before anyone else could then I smiled at Julie’s friends.
I am blown away y/n is beautiful and she is strong and not scared to speak her mind I can’t believe what I am about to ask. “Hey y/n” “yes Reggie” “will you go out with me?” “What... but what about f/n don’t you still like her?” “No she was mean but know that I figure it out I like you more than f/n... So will you go out with me?” “Yes... but can we keep this a secret for know” “Yeah I agree you know let f/n get over our break up” “yeah...When and where is the date” “Saturday and a surprise but I will pick you up at 6:00 P.M.” “Okay” Yes I got the girl of my dreams. “See ya y/n” “Bye Reg”
No one POV:
Reggie and y/n goes to the amusement park and have a blast. But all ends when Reggie and Y/n run into Julie and f/n.
send me ideas and repost if you want a part 2.
Have been on a serious Yibo binge & watched Legend of Fei and Gank your heart over the last few days 😂😂😂 Here are my thoughts:
Legend of Fei
Hmm, wasnt the biggest fan & fast forwarded through the non-yibo parts. The storyline was only kinda ok, lots of weird things happening for the sake of plot. The villains were tropey & ridic af. So many things would be solved much better without the dumb decisions made by characters & production value was quite bad as well. Like why did they use so many bad green screen scenes? Was it so difficult to find some places in the nature to film many of the outdoors scenes? & it was obvious they had built only like 1 outdoors set so this word seemed to have a road surrounded by fake looking cliffs only :DDDD
Yibo was my fav part ofc & one of the better things about the drama. His character was funny and engaging. I was super bored when he wasnt on the screen. I liked that he was so different from Lan Wangji and also very smart. Although it seemed like after him leaving the island, his smarts & strategic thinking was nerfed to prop up Fei's cousin because he suddenly needed the character development into a proper leader etc. Suddenly he was the smart tactician solving all puzzles etc etc.
But my Hurt/Comfort heart was so fed. Best part of the show :D Being hurt & taken care of by his boo... chefs kiss. Although I was kind of meh about Fei's actress, especially in her emotional scenes. Like when she woke up on the boat and thought Xie Yun was gone, there was barely any emotion from her. Only in the finale when she didnt want to give up and tried to save him, pleading him to open his eyes etc, did I feel her desperation and love.
All in all, Yibo was great, his character was funny and smart. The drama itself had low budget and it showed & had way too many plotholes etc.
Gank your heart
Wow, never thought I would watch a drama about gaming 😂 look what yibo made me do.
But I was very pleasantly surprised how engaging it was. I am a sucker for sports movies & being the underdog & winning.
I especially loved yibo's character in the beginning when he was mean to the main girl. Like he had a lot of reasons to thing the main girl was a shitty person etc. so it's not like he was a jerk just for kicks. I love the super smart & not giving a fuck about what other people think about u characters, so Yibo was perfect in this role.
I also love found family stories so having so many people trust in and root for yibos character was great. The baddies were super annoying, so I guess they did a very good job, but it just felt so horrible everytime yibos character was being sabotaged 😭 esp because he was so selfless so many times.
The main girl was kinda annoying. Esp at first when she was so shitty just for her job. & was also so done with her over her step-brother. He was so nice and wasnt at fault re her dad and stepmom, but she was so shitty to him in the beginning. While she did get better, I was still annoyed with many of her decisions throughout the drama.
I was way into the battles than I expected to 😂 didnt understand shit about the game itself but the music & characters winning/losing was exciting.
Tho, such a plothole that yibos character was called the master of deception, everyone knowing that he was smart af re tactics & international teams salivating after him but still having people hate him, having a bad reputation, calling him a klutz and being bad at the game. Esp when these kinds of games need strategy etc etc. 🙄 but I get it, they needed the underdog storyline and winning after facing scorn etc etc.
The romance scenes & the typical "dude saving the girl" scenes were dramatic & ridiculous af 😂 the gym scene, the bicycle scene + the exgf being hurt and using it to trap the dude...😂 I was just laughing and rolling my eyes. The way they made yibos character suddenly so romantic and sweet was also kinda funny, but the girl still not knowing if he likes her, esp after the Disneyland product placement episode.... giiiiirl 😂
Anyway, Gank your heart is one of my fav yibo dramas so far. His character was smart, snarky and cool. His dynamics with Pei Xi, Li YiXuan and the other boys were amazing, Li YiXuan was the most precious boy ever (protect him at all costs), yibo riding the motorcycles, the main ost sung by yibo, the finale was awesome ❤
Future In Laws from Korea asking to postpone wedding that’s less than 1 1/2 months away?!
I’ve dated my fiancé for 7 years. It took him a really long time to propose to me. Our wedding was booked in November. My fiancé told me he will handle telling his side of his family. I sent out all the invitations accordingly to my guests and my family (saves the dates & wedding invitations- website). I did ALL the wedding planning, which is very stressful. My grooms mom just found out about our wedding a day before her wedding anniversary on May 8th. His dad and sister have been informed about our wedding well in advanced. She was pissed she wasn’t informed earlier. I told my fiancé to send them flowers for her wedding anniversary with a cards apologizing. Telling him it doesn’t hurt to send flowers and it won’t make the situation worse. He talked to his mom and dad to calm them down for a couple of days. Even his sister in law has been helpful by talking the parents too. He told me this meeting with his parents will be easy talking and getting to know me.
We did KakaoTalk video chat the same week so he can finally introduce me to them for the first time. I felt like I was interrogated with a list a questions by them. Also, rightfully so because they never met me. MIL yelled at my fiancé because she was told incorrect year/ age of my parents. They thought my mom was older than my dad. I mean most adult reaction would not have been that. My fiancé informed he told his dad my dad had a stroke. FIL said you know your dad will get better with exercise (arm-motion pretending to do weights) & to be positive. I was pretty offended because my dad had a massive stroke (cannot move one side/ aphasia/ dementia).
I got scolded and yelled at by both his parents in Korean. Mind you my Korean listening is good, but speaking is so-so. Throughout our relationship my fiancé always try to school me on or inform ”oh this is how Korean tradition/ respect with Korean adults. The FIL said I don’t know how Americans (formality is) compared to Korean (formality is)... how come you didn’t call us after the engagement “how come you didn’t call us?” “how come you didn’t meet his sister when we lived in the same town!” “you could of gotten the phone number from him and called myself... introduce myself” “your actions is reflected on him” “ you guys are a union” (don’t get me wrong I agree with him. I did ask my fiancé several times/ different occasions/ he just never followed through/ & his sister -their schedule never matched up but we always gifted each other throughout the years). Then the FIL asked what did you after “you got engaged?” “When did you tell your parents?” I said I called my mom & my dad right after it happened. Also, my fiancé spoke to them on the call’s (my parents have already met several occasions too). (I mean do I have to be the first to call them? It should of been my fiancé responsibility to make the first introduction. I can only ask or nag so much. My fiancé is grown ass adult and knows his family better). I was proposed in Bali and I was warned by my fiancé not to post publicly. Since his family might be snooping looking at my account and this was the time COVID-19 was going around (early February). Both my parents knew we were going on a vacation. He didn’t want his mom (in Korea) to get worried and question on the cost on our vacation. Mind you we only go away somewhere once a year. She found out about our engagement through the tell a phone from his cousin because I guess when I tagged him on fb. it showed up on her home page ‘tagged - proposal picture- engaged in Bali’. I told him well before isn’t it weird I’m hiding this and your not telling your mom we got engaged in Bali. Rather just we got engaged thinking it happened in America (at home)? It my head I’m like that his deal and he knows his mom better.
Then no space for a breather. My MIL said my son in law can’t speak Korean... I was hoping for a fluent Korean daughter in law. (So rude). MIL starts yelling at my fiancé on their disconnected relationship since he left for college. How they sent him to America since a young age for a better education when they were not well off during those times. How she trusted him to become/ go to dental school, but he didn’t get in. Basically he didn’t become anything great and what have you been doing with your life! (He had normal high paying average salary job and now he’s going back to school for his PhD / his parents have been bothering for years on his life & to go back to school). Also, she yelled at him for not mentioning a girl or how he was going to propose to me. I mean she like knew he had a gf? She also screamed about you guys need to have a wedding during covid times. I went to a wedding in Korea you had a mask on sat for 20 minutes and left (no eating). That’s no way to have a wedding. She’s afraid to get on a plane without a vaccine and don’t want to be on a plane for 14 hours. She has anxiety with covid. She mentioned American wedding style is more like a party, but not during these times with covid. (It sounded like she wanted a big wedding & to party. But really we’re having a microwedding). Then middle of yelling she asked me”what’s your blood type..?” I said “I’m o?” She’s like “oh I’m blood type too. You, me, him (my fiancé) are all blood type o. You should understand whatever I say right now will mean nothing tmrw. I’m saying to you guys not not do the wedding, but postpone it. DO NOT do the July wedding or I will forever cut off from you (to her son).” (Isn’t that manipulative???). I cried during this whole 1st meeting.
His parents wants us to do all the formalities we were supposed to do and do everything the right way. Then they’ll give us a wedding dates they approve of. Mind you... I’m 32 and my fiancé will be turning 33 this year. I asked my MIL when were you thinking she said winter or next spring. (Wtf anyone knows how hard it is to plan a wedding, secure & work with all the vendors, have wedding guest make their plans/ already bought their plane tickets & hotel stay, all the wedding personalization w/ dates, I had to pick up my wedding dress crying which would of been my first dress alteration, bought all the candles/ table decor discussed with my florist to come up with table scheme, all the little details I had to buy and plan leading up to this wedding?!!! I even made my in laws personalized gold calligraphy wedding invitation that my fiancé kept forgetting to sent out).
Two days later. My fiancé (phone call between only his parents) tried to tell his mom about coming early &to get the vaccine here. She said I’m only getting on a plane if I get vaccine in korea. She said don’t mention wedding date. You guys only care about yourselves and your wedding. Also, that she feels betrayed by him by not knowing anything going on about the wedding. She thinks I brainwashed him and took him away from her for 7 years. My fiancé thought his dad filled in the mom with everything going on. Supposedly the FIL didn’t share anything, the fil doesn’t really speak with the mom, & also it is also my fiancé not talking with his own mom besides important holidays and causal text). MIL said if you have the July wedding I’m not coming and don’t ever mention wedding date. The FIL also want to see a 5 year plan & finances before he approves this marriage including doing all the necessary formalities. Also, I’ve been unemployed (during this pandemic- covid). The FIL asked why didn’t she defend herself? (Duh awk- Korean etiquette don’t talk back). They wanted time think, but are annoyed we called right away. We just have so many things to do for the wedding and we still want to make it right with them. Is it wrong of me to keep my wedding date? They don’t know how much money we put in to this. I’m not a money tree!! and venue booking is not easy!! I wanted a summer wedding and I had very hard year already with my dad having massive stroke after Christmas. My parents are in their 73-77 age. My dad wouldn’t be able to walk me down the aisle or even attend.
We did exactly what they wanted. We postponed the wedding. The MIL said good but no compromises from them yet. Makes me not want to do any formalities.
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Almost a Dream
Jason awoke with a start, the senses he honed as a street kid warning him that something was wrong. It wasn’t a noticeable shift, something a more normal person wouldn’t notice, but to a person with his training it was glaringly obvious. The slight shift of the blankets, the dip of the bed…a quick peek confirmed what he already knew. There was someone else in his bed. The blue-eyed boy kept his eyes lightly shut, feeling the warm body next to him shift ever-so-slightly. Discreetly, he opened his eyes and peered at the figure that appeared next to him, gauging her threat level.
She was a smaller girl with blueish-black hair, likely of asian-descent, and a wiry-muscular frame not unlike Dick’s. Deciding that she was asleep, (therefore not much of an immediate threat), Jason went to move, planning on getting Bruce. He had only just begun to sit up when she pounced.
She gave no warning before lunging forward, giving Jason’s throat a quick jab that left him gasping for air. Taking advantage of the moment it took for him to catch his breath, the girl grasped his hair at the root and brought his head down on her knee. A telltale crack sounded throughout the room and internally, Jason groaned.
“Ahhh, Alfie’s not gonna be too happy about that.” His voice had a slight lisp, another sign pointing towards a broken nose. His assailant scrambled to get off the bed and backed towards the balcony, her hands quickly touching her ear lobes. She did not seem to like what she found, her face quickly settling into a scowl.
“I don't know who you are or what you want from me,” she began, settling into a (rather good) fighting stance. “And I don't care. I will be leaving and you will not stop me.”
Jason looked at her, grasping his nose that had begun to leak a small trail of blood.
“What the hell?” He wasn’t screaming but he sure wasn’t whispering.
“I’m not exactly sure how you do things in France, but I'm pretty sure most parents teach their children to not break into someone’s house, sleep next to them like a weirdo, and then break their nose!”
There was a chance that the bluenette couldn’t understand him(there was no shortage of immigrants in Gotham), but Jason hadn’t learned more than basic French yet. Technically, learning the more common languages was a part of his training as Robin, but he had kind of forgone those specific lessons. And why would he put in all that time and effort learning French when he could be reading more books from the Manor’s library?
She blinked at him. “What do you mean, I broke in? I apologize but sir, you are not pretty enough to pretend to be so stupid.”
The black-haired boy blinked right back. He may not know French but he does know an insult when he hears one, so he fires one back. “Well fuck you too.”
The girl scrutinized him, her expression screaming “Is that the best you can do?”
“Oh? You want to go? Fine. My middle finger salutes you and your assholeishness. Calling you an idiot would be an insult to those who truly worked hard for the title.”
She stuck her tongue out at him.
“There is a special place in hell for you, ya know that?”
The girl cocked an eyebrow. “I’m aware there is a special place in hell for me, it's called a throne. And those are bold words for someone who literally kidnapped me, but go off I guess.”
It didn’t take much more for the pair to dissolve into a screaming match, the bluenette yelling in French and what he thought was Cantoneese and Jason using more than a few of the Spanish phrases he had picked up from his dad and other folks on the street. Jason was in the middle of one of his more strongly worded combinations when the door slammed open, Bruce and Alfred standing in the doorway.
The both of them took a moment to examine the situation, Alfred accessing Jason for injuries while Bruce switched on the Batglare™. “Who are you, and how did you get here?”
The poor girl looked exasperated.
“I don’t know how I got here!! Last thing I remember was collapsing into bed and the next thing I know I wake up to the face of this,” she pointed at Jason, “creep who doesn’t even have the decency to talk to me! I keep on asking him how I got here and why he took me but he just won’t answer. He’s pretending that he doesn’t know French, but who in Paris doesn’t know French?!? I mean, sure, there are immigrants, but who the hell would immigrate to Paris nowadays? What with Hawkmoth akkumatizing people day and night.”
She paused before flopping down on the floor, dejected. “Today was supposed to be perfect, the day I finally got my soul mark and got one step closer to finding my soulmate, but no, I just had to get kidnapped the night before my 16th birthday!” She put her face in her hands and her shoulders began to shake slightly.
Jason looked from the girl back to Alfred and Bruce. “Is she?” he mouthed, thoroughly bewildered. Bruce exactly as Jason felt, while Alfred’s face was twisted into something that resembled pity and understanding.
“Master Bruce, may I have a moment with you?” Bruce sighed and turned to leave. Not wanting to be left alone with the now sobbing girl, Jason followed.
Alfred handed Jason a handkerchief for his nose before he began. “Masters, this young girl has been through quite the ordeal and I will not have either of you using your vigilante intimidation tactics on her, understood?”
He waited until he got a nod from the two of them before continuing. “Good. You know, Master Jason, I read a very interesting book recently about Kate Goodwill and her studies on soulmates. And before you ask, Master Bruce, I do have somewhere I am going with this. The book was absolutely fascinating, the theories, the experiments, simply everything. However, the one thing that stood out to me the most was Dr. Goodwill’s research on the different types of soul bonds, specifically the one that she and her wife shared. Her research was kick-started because no one had heard of their type of soulbond before and it had caused quite the panic for both the young girls and their families.” He paused, making eye contact with Jason. “Their soulbond caused the younger of the pair to teleport into their soulmate’s bed in the middle of the night on their sixteenth birthday.”
Marinette was not having a good day. First, Mlle. Bustier assigned her to work with Lila, Lila of all people, for the end of the semester project in summer school (which she was attending due to her absences as Ladybug and Lila was attending because she was constantly absent for “charity work”), then in the middle of the night, Hawkmoth sends out 1 and ½ akumas (long story), and now she wakes up to find that she was kidnapped by a psycho in her sleep? What the actual FUCK?!?! Where was Tikki’s luck when she needed it?
And ok, sure, she wasn’t necessarily proud of how she handled the situation, but she was under a lot of stress, ok! She woke up in a random kid’s bed with no earrings and no Tikki. And yeah, she probably could have done without antagonizing the boy, but it was so easy and fun to get him riled up! How was she to know that the yelling would bring scarier other people? Ok yeah scratch that she probably should have figured that out herself (I mean the boy obviously had money so it makes sense that he’d have more people around his house) but in her defense she was like, really tired.
She glanced at the closed door that the men had just exited, wiping a few stray tears from her face.
“If only I had Kaliki,” she mused.
But no matter. She already had the beginnings of an escape plan forming in her head. I’ll just need a handkerchief, a piece of twine, and maybe a hairpin to pick the lock on the balcony door, but then how would I get out of the property? A house with a room like this must have crazy security measures… She went on like this for a couple of minutes, formulating her plan before she checked out the window. Three stories up...could normal civilian Marinette survive that jump? I would transform, I still have my earrings, but without Tikki I can’t... She went on like this, thinking of different plans and contingencies. The bluenette was so lost in her head that she almost didn’t notice when the three re-entered the room.
“Miss,” the older man who looked like a butler began. “I deeply apologize for the earlier behaviour of Master Jason.” He gestured to the now apprehensive boy who gave her a little wave. “He has not yet learned French and had no way to comprehend the situation. I was able to hear both sides of the story, and I believe that there has been a large misunderstanding. You were under the impression that Master Jason kidnapped you, correct?” Marinette nodded, more than a little confused. “Master Jason was under the impression that you had snuck into his bedroom in the middle of the night.”
“So what are you suggesting, someone put me here without either of us knowing?” I swear to all things holy if this man accuses me of lying…
“I am getting there, Miss. I assume you are familiar with the soulmate story of Dr. Kate Goodwill?” Marinette nodded yet again.
The man took a deep breath. “I believe this is a similar situation, and that the two of you are soulmates..”
Her jaw dropped. “You mean I...we...what? N-no way.”
She racked her hands through her hair. She... she wouldn’t overlook something like that, right? You were supposed to feel a sense of belonging the first time you met your soulmate and she...had kind of felt that. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. From a logical standpoint, it would explain so much! Why he spoke English, why Tikki wasn’t with her, why her earrings weren’t on… Her face turned crimson as she realized the full implications of the statement. She turned to face the newly named Jason.
“Oh Kwami I’m so sorry Jason! I didn’t mean to, I swear, I was just so surprised and kind of scared and oh Kwami, the first time I met my soulmate I broke his nose and called him every name that I knew,” she smacked herself on the head. “Only you Mari. Oh gosh I totally understand if you never want to talk to me again I’m probably the worst soulmate in existence I just-” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two adults leaving the room.
“You can speak English?” Jason exclaimed, looking equal parts amused and exasperated. “You spent this whole time yelling at me in French and Cantoneese and you can speak English? So much of this could have been avoided if you had just talked to me!”
Marinette gave a nervous chuckle. “Uhhhhh, surprise?”
At his incredulous look, she rushed to elaborate. “Well I thought we were still in Paris and no one has immigrated to Paris in literally two years so I thought that you knew French and the choice to speak English was conscious? Like maybe it was some weird interrogation tactic or something? I don’t know, I was just confused.”
“You thought I kidnapped you?” He whistled through his teeth. “Yeah, I can see why you reacted the way you did. No worries though, my nose isn’t too horribly fractured and I probably would have done the same thing.” They both chuckled.
He has a nice smile, Mari noted. (She wouldn’t know until much later, but Jason thought the same about her laugh.)
“I think we should start over.” Marinette held out her hand.
“Hi, I’m Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I live in Paris, France, today is my birthday, and I think I’m your soulmate.”
Jason smirked, holding out his hand. “Hello Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I’m Jason Todd-Wayne and I think you are my soulmate too,”
They shook, and that was that.
Jason: You know, Ethiopia can wait for one more day.
Marinette: It can wait FOREVER.
Alfred: Would you like to stay for dinner?
Jason: Would you like to stay forever?
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Anyway, I met someone in the group who is going through the same thing that I am. She’s a teacher, she’s in grad school, she is a coach. She and her boyfriend don’t live together, but they were dating for 3.5 years and shortly before the end of her relationship, she was so overwhelmed that she began pushing him away and he felt like he wasn’t important to her anymore. There were a few other factors involved in my breakup, but the factors in mine contributed to his overall feeling that I didn’t think he was important to me anymore. But, oh god was he wrong. He’s always been so important to me. I saw a post today that made me think of how he felt. It read, “If you have someone who still texts you when you haven’t replied for hours, who watches you give other people attention while you ignore them, or even just handles all the bullshit you throw at them and is still there, you need to knock some sense into yourself and tell them thank you and I love you and never let them go. Because someone like that is hard to find in this world.” I wish I would have seen this sooner. No matter what he is saying in the moment, I think we were meant for each other. There’s no way we weren’t.
okay part 3 sorry this took so long i have been swamped with work
Part 2 which has the link to part one
so Riley is in Wakanda under the watchful eye of Tchalla who she finds out is pretty cool after being too nervous to talk to a literal king for about a few weeks.
She finally talks to him and Tchalla asks what she does with her time at home and she mentions training with her dad
Tchalla lights up at this and introduces her to the Dora Milaje(is that how you spell that?)
So Riley is now training with the Dora every day and they are all surprised at her skill (cuz of course sam taught her well) and they decide to upgrade her sparring weapons to some actual top grade stuff(wow lil great word choice)
So she joins Okoye at the lab
shes a little early and so she waits at one of the desks until she hears:
"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY LAB?!"
Riley jumps and turns around to see the most beautiful girl shes ever seen in her life
"Um... I'm Riley, Riley Wilson."
"an American huh?"
"Yeah I'm just staying here for a little bit thanks to your brother"
"Oh! so I'm guessing he's given you the official tour?"
"Yeah I guess..."
"Well your getting a better more awesome one from me! right now"
"Uhhh... cool? I'm sorry who are you again?"
"Oh right! I'm shuri, the genius behind my idiot brothers kingdom."
SO shuri leads a gobsmacked riley around Wakanda leading back to the lab where she finally gives her her weapons
They don't see each other for another week due to each of their busy schedules
Over the time they are apart Riley can't stop thinking about the princess (and the same fr shuri) and they both develope a bit of a crush
The Doras notice this and so do Nakia and Tchalla and they all decide to get the two awkward teens together.
Meanwhile every few weeks Sam tries to call Riley from a random telephone booth
Riley ignores the calls every time
Tchalla also keeps in touch with Sam sending him videos of Riley training process
Sam watches these an they become the thing that gets him through his life on the run with steve and nat
riley and Shuri finally meet up again and Riley goes full wilson flirt mode refusing to call shuri anything other than princess which makes shuri go all red in the face
But it is actually Shuri who asks Riley on the first date which completely stops Riley in her tracks but Shuri just says
Come on Wilson did you really think I was just gonna let you flirt forever?
Come back for part 4!
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Wilbur felt his heart melt as she snuggled to Ghostbur, playing the lullaby on his guitar before smiling at the empty space. "Hey, Little Dove...you never have to worry about being alone when you sleep, because guess what?" He smiled happily, holding out his arms. "Daddy is here." He smiled softly, wishing again desperately he could hug her. "I'm right here for you, darling. So you're not alone."
He shifted softly, strumming the guitar again. "Like I said, I'm always here for you, love. Always." He chuckled softly. "Anyway...are you excited about seeing grandpa again? I'm sure he's excited to see you again-I sorta...robbed him of having a little grandkid, so he gets to experience having a little one with you. I'm sure you make him very, very happy. He loves you, doll. When you see him in the morning...tell dad I love him? And that I don't blame him." He smiled lightly.
"Well! Let's learn the second verse, huh?" He cleared his throat, singing gently. "Roads go ever ever on, under cloud and under star, yet feet that wandering have gone, turn at last to home afar. Eyes that fire and sword have seen, and horror in the halls of stone..." he paused, glancing up. It...that lyric should be fine, the song sounded happy enough. "look at last on meadows green, and trees and hills they long have known." He smiled lightly, taking the moment to pause. "That's the second verse, (Y/N). Let's learn it, alright? We'll go slow as we start.
Roads Go ever, ever on...under cloud and under star..." 🍋
She gave a quiet yawn as she woke up instead in bed, waking up with eager as she raced downstairs to see the winged man talking with Techno and Ghostbur.
“Grandpa!” She jumped on him.
“Oof! Hey there kiddo. You’ve gotten so big mate!” He laughed, catching her. “But, what did I say about calling me grandpa, call me dadza remember? You make me feel old.”
“You are old.” Techno snorted.
Phil glared at his son as she tugged on his shirt to get his attention again. When he looked back at her, she smiled brightly.
“Dad says he loves you and doesn’t blame you.” She told him, before looking at Ghostbur. “Can we have pancakes daddy?”
Phil blinked once, twice, three times before she processed what she said before looking at Techno.
“Does she mean Will?”
“I guess, she’s never called him dad before though...” Techno muttered to the older man.
“Of course little blue, whatever you want.” Ghostbur smiled, having not noticed as he went to make her breakfast.
“(Y/N).” Phil had her sit at the table with him. “What can you tell me about Wilbur?”
“He sings really nice, he’s teaching me a song. He taught me more words, he calls it a second verse. He also has a cool hat and he told me a lot of funny stories about Fundy! He also taught me how to make snow into a ball and Techno played with me and daddy!”
“And what were the words of the song?” Phil asked to know.
“The new ones were, roads go ever, ever on...under cloud and under star...” Phil sat in shock as she sang the song he knew his son had made and he smiled.
“That’s wonderful you get to see him.” Phil ruffled her hair before Ghostbur gave her a plate of food.
“He’s funny and fun. I love him too.” She nodded before eating.
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( cis man | he/him | chris evans ) —— isn’t that BILIUS WEASLEY? yeah that is them, outside the three broomsticks! they used to be in HUFFLEPUFF but apparently they now work as a SURVEYOR in the BEAST DIVISION OF THE MINISTRY. sybill once said that they reminded her of a taste for muggle cereal, piling shoes by the front door, bold choices in jumpers, being the dad friend, life of the party which seems about right. anyway i’ve heard they’re still a bit ADVENTUROUS, FELICIFIC and STEADFAST, they’re THIRTY FIVE now but some things never change! i wonder how being a PUREBLOOD is affecting them after hogwarts, especially now they’re an AGENT with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX? i guess only time will tell…
TW DIVORCE, TW INFERTILITY
Born as the oldest of a clan, a tight knit family, he was always thrilled to be a big brother. It was like he was born to nurture people, from a very young age he cared so much for others. There was one day when he was only three years old that he wiped the tears from his mum’s face, comforting her after a tough day, climbing into her arms and settling there quietly. But it was also rare for him to be quiet, he had so much energy and often it had no place to go so he’d simply tremble with it when forced to be inside or be patient. So billy found ways to entertain himself, he had to get creative so when his siblings came around he was always able to find a way to keep them happy and even quiet. He was a good big brother, he played with them, he sang to them, he caught bugs with them. Bilius did everything for his siblings, even becoming a surrogate parent when their own were too busy. He helped raise them all.
He went to hogwarts, sorted into hufflepuff in seconds, though he eyed the gryffindor table with some amount of envy. He thought he was reckless, the wild youth and he was, but he did it in hufflepuff. He decided not to stick to stereotypes, to be who he was no matter where he was or who he was with. This won him a lot of friends, people were drawn to billy, he was always upbeat and always had a kind word or some fun advice not even standard advice. If his friend was sad he’d suggest skinny dipping in the black lake at midnight or sixteen games of exploding snap. He’d invite everyone over to his for the summer, they’d go swimming, learn to drive muggle cars and race them, drink cokes and butterbeers and sit on roofs as the sun went down, watching fireworks. Bilius was just a good guy that people loved, who cared if he was a bit reckless, a bit of a party boy?
After hogwarts everyone thought he’d go pro in quidditch or become a cursebreaker or a dragonologist. And he had considered all of those things, he loved magical creatures and he wanted to travel and he wanted some element of danger. So he joined the beast division at the ministry, he worked his way up until he had a dream position. Now he works a job without a true title, visiting all protected lands where magical creatures live and are kept, making sure all regulations are being followed and the species are protected properly. He’s been to the forbidden forest at hogwarts, visited the dragons in romania and other secret locations, schools in america and europe and africa and the middle east and asia. He’s so well traveled but he finally settled down, for a little while
Bilius married his hogwarts sweetheart right out of school, but it wasn’t meant to be. Still they wasted ten years trying to make it work, trying to have kids, trying. They finally called it quits and billy traveled to escape the failure and the pain of it all. She expected him to grow up but he was always himself, he never had to apologize for it and he never wanted to again. Bilius remained single for years, convinced his soulmate was out there somewhere. He was planning a future that might never come to pass, and then he met tessie.
Now bilius is traveling less and less, to be home with his future wife, a home he just recently officially purchased. The first roots he’s set down since he was a child, all for tess. But he wanted it too, he had dreamed up a life but the reality was so much better.
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Invasion of Privacy
Ok so this is something that is absolutely driving me mad. Due to saving up for my first house (which I will hopefully be moving in to sometime this year if everything goes to plan) I have been living with my parents.
Now I know that I have been very fortunate as it has allowed me to save up faster as they only wanted a little bit of rent (which I am very grateful for do not get me wrong) I am struggling with the privacy element. They seem to have no regard or respect for personal space. I have actually discussed some of my irritations with my work colleagues/close friends and they thought it wasn't just intrusive but abusive.
I basically live in my bedroom at the moment, its where I sleep obviously but it is also where my PC is (from which I occasionally work from home), Where I occasionally eat and my television and my games consoles are. Now picture this, I go to work and I am gone roughly 8 and a half hours. Now in that time my mum has wandered in to my room, rearranged all my possessions, read my mail and gone through my private belongings. On one of these occasions she actually came in to my room, went to the left hand side of my bed near the window (which she had no reason to) take out a clear takeaway Tupperware box and put all my hidden sex toys inside. When I asked her about this she said "Well they shouldn't be out on display and they are all together now in that box" despite the fact she has no reason to come in to my bedroom and they are out of sight as they are down the side of my bed, so unless you actively walked in and awkwardly went around my bed (as my room is quite cramped) you wouldn't see them at all (Especially as I did tuck them under my bed slightly anyways so it wasn't obvious). I was literally lost for words when I saw what she had done, not to mention the fact she didn't seem to think there was anything weird about a mother gathering her daughters intimate sexual possessions and organising them in a takeaway box so they look 'tidy'.
I hate the fact that nothing in the one place that I call my own can be private or left untouched. I am 25 years old, I find this behaviour incredibly frustrating and no matter how many times I have tried to tell her to stop coming in to my private space and rummaging/moving my things (to which she usually sulks pulls the "Sorry I'm such a shit mum" routine, stays out for one or two days then continues her normal behaviour) I don't know what to do. Whenever I get a prescription she noseys at it then gives me a ten minute lecture on how I should take it (despite I have been taking my medication for over 10 years now, so I'm pretty sure I know how it works). When I was a child they would read my diary and then make jokes about the things I wrote (I am an introvert and didn't have many friends to talk to growing up so my diary was like my safe place to vent my thoughts, idea's and problems, I can't be the only one thinking this was cruel to expose me like that?). Whenever I try to bring it up I get mocked for being 'oversensitive' or to 'get over it'. I just don't know what to do, I guess the only thing is to just put up and shutup until I get the keys to my house.
Part of me believes it is a controlling issue on their behalf. When I put in an offer for my first house, I told my mum that I didn't want her to buy me anything for it as I want to build it up myself and I also have very specific taste in décor (her taste is dreadful if I am being honest). Also it is my first ever house, I should be able to have the pleasure of furnishing it and decorating as I please. Despite me making this point to her several times (very, very clearly), she still tries jumping on any opportunity to design what my house will look like. She bombards me with links to lamps and furniture she has found (which 9/10 is dreadful and nothing like the themes I have repeatedly said I am planning), my dad has even tried telling her to back off but she yet again does the whole sulking routine. Its so frustrating she just will not listen no matter how I try and tackle the problem. I'm sorry to vent so much but this is the only place I can that I know she won't find. Anybody have any advice or tips? I just want to be able to get through to her and make her listen without being guilt tripped or completely ignored, that shouldn't be so hard should it?
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If you're still doing prompts: what if it turned out that Nero assumed that dante was his father and just didn't want to question that?
Maybe he and dante could have a discussion about that?
Thanks for the prompt Spoiler! I hope you enjoy! And I am still taking prompts!💖
The quater-demon sat across from his uncle at the diner he has learned that he frequents.
“So…you really weren’t my dad then…” Nero states to his elder, who drops his spoon of sundae onto the table.
“Wait, you thought I was your dad?” Dante asked, a look of shock on his face.
“Well, I mean, you left me with the Yamato, saying it should stay in the family, and then you even sent me my own sign and gave me permission to open my own branch of Devil May Cry, so I guess I just thought…” the young man trailed off as his uncle interrupted him.
“I thought I killed your old man Nero… I thought I killed my own brother… and when I found you in Fortuna and saw how the Yamato reacted… I felt like I at least owed you something to make up for your years of being alone.” Dante explained as he looked to his nephew.
“Well, I still looked up to you, you were the closest thing I had to a dad since Kyrie and Credo’s father died. If I can really be honest, it hurt like hell when you called me deadweight…” Nero said as he looked into his drink.
“Kid you know I didn’t mean… I don’t… Damn I’m still bad at this…” he said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Lady and Trish already explained it, you didn’t want me to get involved because you knew Vergil was my father, and you didn’t want me to be in the same spot as Lady was back then.” Nero said before he took a sip of his soda.
“I’m sorry Nero. I have gone back and forth with myself a lot when I figured it out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to tell you the truth. I didn’t want you involved with your family heritage more than you already were. Leave it to Vergil to not even think about leaving a kid, a grandchild of Sparda, in a place where they worshipped him…” the man sighed as he grabbed his spoon to start eating again.
“We’re even now, I did bitch slap the hell out of you after all deadweight.” Nero chuckled as the words left his mouth.
“Hey now, don’t get too cocky kid, I was just tired from fighting your old man.” Dante said as he wagged his spoon at Nero, who continued to laugh, followed by his uncle joining him.
“Well now this is new, since when did you laugh Dante?” The fiery red headed waitress asked as she rolled over, placing a hamburger and fries in front of Nero.
“Guess age made me a bit more lighthearted Cindy.” He says as he hands her money for their food.
“Well, enjoy you two, oh! And Dante, your little buddy stopped by earlier, she looked pretty mad, so you better go make it up to her.” Cindy teased as she skated off to take more orders.
“Oh boy…guess I got another kid to apologize to…” he sighs as he looks out of the diner window.
“Little buddy? Who-?” Nero started as Dante cut him off again.
“Patty, she‘s a kid who used to hang around the shop, and she helps clean up whenever I’m out. I kinda hung up on her when she invited me to her birthday back when this whole thing started…” Dante explained as noticed two familiar motorcycles zooming by, one carrying two blonde ladies and the other a raven haired lady…and quite a few bags too…
“Great, guess they already got their revenge. Damn it.” Dante huffs as he finishes his sundae. Nero starts snickering at his uncle’s situation as Dante begins to frown. A smile comes quickly back to his face though, because he has his family back again.
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