#// he ain't paying child support

[jaskersneakthief]

@silkmilkchan MWAAHAHAHA TOO LATE!!!!

[somewhereincairparavel]

How would Jason Grace spoil you? boyfriend hcs list

author's note: ik i have an angsty jason grace prompt in my asks and i swear im working on it! But this idea just popped up on my mind and I've been thinking about it all night yesterday omgg. Let me know if you guys want a Leo/Percy/Frank version of this, I mostly write for Jason since he's my bbg but I might actually do the others this time since the idea is so cute!

I'll start off by saying, Jason is a selfcare supporter bf.

Okay so yk how the Romans in CJ have such high standards? They literally exhibit royal/regal energy, and are super fans of luxury stuff.

Jason despite being influenced by greeks would always be a roman. Whether he likes it or not, there will always be roman blood in him. So he makes these cute/simple ideas for dates/gifts but his execution is just pure sophistication. He's SO simple yet so fancy, and Ik they're contradictions but I promise I'll explain.

like this boy would make sure to run you a nice warm roman bath after you come back from a dangerous/tiresome quest to ease your muscles. Cute and simple right? Wrong. This man would buy all sorts of expensive bath perfumes, bath bombs, fragranted petals, etc to make it extra special for you.

See so this is what I mean when I say his ideas are cute, but executed in a very fancy way.

He LOVES spoiling you with self care products, like sheet masks, lotion, cleansers, hair masks, etc. like he simply does NOT care about the money, as long as his girl is taking care of herself?? That's all that matters tbh

This is mostly because Jason, as a kid soldier, never had any time for himself, the closest thing he's ever done to "selfcare" is probably take long baths + trim his hair lol

jason was blessed with his mother's ethereal actress beauty okay. So selfcare or no self care would have zero effect on him physically bc bro would still look majestic.

ANYWAYS he feels like his inner child just kinda heals when he sees you prioritising yourself and he admires it sm :((

would be ecstatic if you rope him into self care. He would be sceptical at first but then as you're applying a face mask on him he'd be like "wait this is actually so relaxing what" and you love the way his face muscles soften at that. Like he really deserves a break and some relaxation, you'd often trick him into using your skincare products intentionally bc he deserves self care.

once he felt so soothed with the lemon facemask he was wearing that he fell asleep on your shoulder and was all zzz 🥺

and would make sure to restock all your products if they run out.

he feels that the self-care has more of a mental and emotional effect on him rather than physical

Which is what matters to him

honestly?? He supports you if you want to wear makeup. Like he'd think you look gorgeous either way but if you like wearing lipgloss? So be it. You get any lipgloss you want he's paying. He just LOVES that you love yourself too :( and would do anything to make you feel comfortable.

also

Food.

This man loves investing on food. Again, it's bc he never even had the time to properly eat as a legionnaire :(

So he'd love to take you out to places and just munch on tasty food and talk. New Rome has bomb food okay. Bro just never got to eat them.

Lmao he's like everyone's grandma when it comes to food. "Have you eaten? You HAVE to eat!! I'll get you food! Go back to your room!"

would spoonfeed you soup if you're sick bc nuh uh you ain't going without eating hun 😤

hes the worried anxious mother hen bf okay fight me.

Food + selfcare = Jason Grace's love language

[respectthepetty]

The Loyal Pin - Episode 11

Disclaimer: I'm in a mood! I know after this episode, we only have five episodes left, so I'm upset that we still haven't gotten to the angst, yet I'm pleased to know it won't last long because Anin's servants got her back, and her color-coded brothers are covering up all her mistakes, intentionally and unknowingly.

But Pat and her color are on my shit list!

Why is sis so pressed that her daughter is a lesbian like her?! Pin just doesn't share a lighter color of Pat, but she also shares her love of women. What's so wrong with that?!

Unlike Aon, who can't sort out her color, Pin has been consistent in her color and her love for Anin.

Blue Beauty Anin can't help that everyone wants her, but who can do better than princess? Why isn't Pat proud of Pin?

In a room full of color shenanigans, the girls are consistent, and Anin's older brother, in his loyal blue, has to play the long con just so Pat chills the eff out!

Aon of all people now supports the queer agenda, but Pat, who is basically acting like a queer Republican, is having the wildest reactions to two girls being in love.

I'm going to pray for her because she is doing too much. I need her to take a seat and remember that she would still be with her lady if she didn't die. Death tore them apart! Not society or a nosy meddlesome mother.

Like damn! Quit being a hypocrite.

Let the girls decorate the palace with gold streamers that have little pink and blue dangles on them in peace, Patty!

Then this little twerp shows up in my girl Ueangfah's color, but he ain't in love. He ain't loyal. He ain't real.

And even though he insulted and assaulted Pin, she doesn't want to press charges, so I wished Anin would have punched him since I fully believe as a princess she could have gotten away with it.

But instead we get Pat, who is become redder by the second, demanding Pin, who is wearing a purple skirt and clearly mixing her pink color with her Blue Beauty, accompany her to a "friend's" house. (don't let it be a woman friend, you hypocrite!)

This episode is nothing but trials and tribulations because now my girl has to listen to this man's bullshit knowing full well that he is lying yet she'll have to marry him anyway.

Ueangfajh, convert to Catholicism and become a nun, so you can live your life in peace at a convent. You can make pretty fabrics and hang out with women all day. Catholic convents. That's where the lesbians are. That's where you deserve to be.

Or run away with Aon since she is wearing your color now. I don't like her, but she is showing growth, so I'm willing to give her a chance.

But apparently these two are the only lesbians who are going to be allowed to get a happy color-coded ending, and I'm a little sad that in sixteen episodes, we can't manage to get another gay side couple.

I know babygirl, you deserved to kiss a girl too, but don't worry because this is the third time Idol Factory has denied me a proper secondary lesbian couple in a GL, and I'm salty enough for both of us.

Especially because Pink Person Pin is acting just like her mama, and instead of feeling pity for Ueangfah having to marry a shitty man, she gets upset that Anin didn't beat her while she was down and tell her nobody loves her.

And right on time, Pat enters again getting riled up by the pins in the girls hair. Pin may not be her biological child, but these two are exactly the same. They refuse to support the other lesbians, and they get upset over the most ridiculous mess! Put your eyes back in your head, Patricia!

Honestly, I think the dancer did not get sick but instead saw the color-coded lesbian drama play out the day before and said, "this is above my pay grade."

PICK A COLOR, LIAR!

Pin, quit acting like your mother! Anin only has eyes for you! She gave you a ring. She built a house so y'all could exchange colors in it. Support the other lesbians and quit thinking everyone is competition!

Sure, yeah, give Anin a ring to show your possession, so Kuea can also sniff that out and snitch on y'all because Anin's brother doesn't haven enough on his plate trying to cover up all y'alls other hijinks and tomfoolery.

Nevermind! Petty Patty already figured it out and is giving the stink eye instead of REMEMBERING SHE LOVED A WOMAN TOO!

And next week, she's only going to get worse.

But how bad could she really be with only five episodes left to go?

This bitch.

[bo0tleg]

GEMS MY FRIEND SAID WATCHING 'TOP GUN: MAVERICK' FOR THE FIRST TIME:

"The jacket! The famous jacket that pulls women, pulls men, pulls the world!"

"Oh look how hot~ he looks on that motorcicle. He's even pracing his ass!"

(Maverick, on screen: "Well... He's not here yet.") The mans madness has begun."

"MAVERICK DON'T DIE YOU STILL NEED TO HAVE YOUR GAY ROMANCE!"

"He lasted two months at Top Gun? HA. He probably was a bigger piece of work than the students."

"From what I can tell, Maverick tamed Iceman. In the first one he was the little annoying bitch and Maverick saw a challenge."

"I mean, at least these two (Penny and Mav) have chemistry. They hooked up in a plane, after all."

"Iceman solves his problems, Iceman keeps his job, what a simp. That's dog behavior."

"Maverick doesn't look likes he's flirting with her, he's just confused. His confused face looks like his flirting face, and people assume. I know this because people do it to me."

"Yeah, he's kinda like that one Olívia Rodrigo song that she gets confused when she sees her ex... What was it again?" ('bad Idea right?' by Olivia Rodrigo)

"I like him (Bob)! He's pathetic like me!"

"Oooohhh they're (Phoenix and Bob) gonna be besties! I can feel it."

(When Phoenix racks Rooster with the cue) "OHOHOHOOOO I LIKE HER ALREADY."

(Didn't notice Hangman taking Bob's cue, I relayed the information) "Aaaahhh don't steal Bob's cue. Bob's cool, Bob's nice."

(After rewinding the scene) "NO, NO, NO! WHO IS THAT? NOBODY CAN STEAL BOB'S CUE! I don't like him (Hangman)."

(Hangman, on screen: Bradshaw! As I live and breathe!) *Slowly turns towards me with dead eyes*

"That's not enemies to lovers, that's just enemies."

"With just this scene, I can tell this guy (Hangman) comes and goes. 'Sometimes I flirt with you, sometimes I hate you.' He's like a tsudere."

"Oh, got it. Phoenix is adopted into the man's group. She's a bro."

"I wouldn't say that they're his support system, but those two are the people that know him the best. Hangman is paying attention because he wants to be the best and needs to defeat Rooster. Phoenix is demonstrating a more sibling like worry."

"Hondo is like Mavericks babysitter."

"Oh. Oh, now Mav's flirting with her."

(Following the 'Baby on Board' comment) "Don't talk shit about Bob! I don't like Hangman."

"Maverick is like a step father to Rooster. Not in the 'HAHA I FUCKED YOUR MOM' kind of way, but in the way that he helped raise him."

"Where is Iceman? I'm here for the two of them, I don't give a fuck about Aeronautics."

"I think Ice and Maverick had a long relationship, but they're not together anymore. They maintained a friendship, but their lives probably went in different directions. I'd say they were together for 10, maybe 20 years."

('I ain't worried' by OneRepublic starts playing) "This song is from 2022? OH MY GOD THE SCENE"

"DON'T PLAY AROUND WITH GRANDPA!"

*Started chanting "BOB! BOB! BOB!" When he got picked up*

*Eeriely quiet during the bird strike, until Maverick starts talking to Rooster* "OH THEY'RE NOT DEAD. THEY COULDN'T HAVE KILLED BOB! IF THEY KILLED BOB I WOULD STOP AND NEVER WATCH TOP GUN EVER AGAIN!"

"Definitely 20 years. Ice is probably the only person Mav actually loved. Like, not a fling?" "Yeah, probably." "He's been with lots of women, and men, but Iceman is the only person he was ever in love with– maybe still is."

"I think his (Ice's) wife knows. That's probably why she recognizes Mav and is kind of friends with him." "That's probably why she just let him go up to see Ice." "YEAH GO AHEAD, FUCK MY HUSBAND!"

"It's pretty easy to notice that Snowman– No, ICEman."

"That is the face of a man who just lost the love of his life."

"Damn, the mans a beast. If It was me I'd already have cried, alone, in a room absolutely destroyed, never to come out again."

"He's got nobody, dude! I just want his step child to come back, because If he doesn't that man's gonna kill himself!"

"Why does it always have to have a romantic ending. Just leave him with his adoptive son. Go away."

"They (Penny and Mav) aren't going to end up together."

"I have a theory! Fanboy is obsessed with women! Cus he's 'Fanboy'." "But wouldn't he be called Simp, then?" "Ah, then he's obsessed with men." "... simp can be for men too."

"There's gonna be a Top Gun Three? Who's it gonna be about? It ain't gonna be Maverick, that man has a foot in the grave already."

"Bob is my favorite in the second movie. I have no favorites in the first one because everybody is very macho and very gay, and that's boring."

[heavyhitterheaux]

Got Me Thinking

Part 1: Butterflies

Synopsis: a reunion that is well overdue makes your heart flutter once you lay eyes on your first love in more than ten years and the feelings that you thought were long gone come rushing back

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

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Sighing to yourself, you quickly pulled out your phone and started looking for plane tickets to head back home to Louisville. It had been a little while since you had been back, but your biggest reason for going was to get away from him.

Him being your husband, Xavier.

The two of you had been married for only three years, but you were over it. You had come to the realization that the person you married was long gone and that there really was no hope left. The less that you were around him, the better.

You knew he was cheating on you and you recently discovered that he had gotten another woman pregnant and that she was due in less than a month.

He had no idea that you knew all of that information and since you found out, you had just been biding your time and had since opened up another bank account to save money in order to plan to get away from him.

The goal was to move back to Louisville so that you could be closer to your parents and siblings who stayed there while you were the only one that left.

Booking your flight, you closed your phone to begin packing since you would literally be leaving within the next few hours. At this point, you were desperate and longing for a peaceful environment.

You knew that he wouldn't ask any questions about where you were and it seemed as if it had gotten to the point where the two of you were simply roommates and you were completely okay with that.

It had been almost a week since you had seen him anyway.

A quick text was sent to your mom to let her know to expect you around midnight and she quickly responded back in excitement.

The plan was to divorce him by the end of this year because then you would have more than enough money to live off of for the time being once you moved back. Truth be told, you had enough money now, being a CRNA had its perks and it helped that you lived in California which had the highest pay for nurses because of the cost of living. Moving to Louisville would definitely be a pay cut, however you didn't even care. You just wanted to get away from him.

–

When you had finally touched down in Louisville at midnight, you told your mom not to worry about getting you from the airport but she insisted and wouldn't take no for an answer.

Once you slid into the passenger seat of her car after throwing your suitcase in the back, she immediately eyed you which made a sigh escape from your lips.

“Hi to you too, mother.”

“I'm just waiting until the divorce is finalized so that I can throw you a party.” She said while following behind the other cars headed towards the highway.

“By the end of the year. I told you that already.”

“But what are we waiting for? Anything that you need, you know me and your dad will support you until you get settled back here in Louisville. He is a piece of shit and I'm tired of him treating my daughter as if she isn't the best thing to happen to his ungrateful ass.”

“He wasn't always like this.”

“I know because if he was, ain't no way in hell he would have gotten my approval to marry you.” Your mother replied with her voice slightly raised and you simply sighed.

“You deserve so much more and it is hard seeing my youngest child so unhappy all the time. So, I'm just going to say it.”

“MOM!” You replied turning to her with wide eyes because you knew what was going to happen next and what she was going to say because she said it every single time that you talked to her on the phone or facetime.

“Jack wouldn't have treated you like this.”

“Will you ever let that go? We broke up more than 10 years ago! It was a mutual decision!”

“Well it needs to be a mutual decision for yall asses to get back together. Jack is the only son-in-law that I'm going to acknowledge at this point and I am waiting for the proposal. See? It's meant to be. I don't like his wife and I don't like your husband. There, that settles it.”

Any time that someone mentioned Jack, your heart immediately began to race and the butterflies in your stomach increased tenfold.

The two of you decided to end your relationship after dating from your freshman year in high school all the way up until senior year. It wasn't because either of you wanted to, it just was what was best. You were going to nursing school and Jack was trying to become a rapper and get a record deal and move to Atlanta. When you sat down and thought about it, the two of you could have made it work, but the last thing you wanted was for him to feel like he was being held back by you in any shape or form.

You saw how successful he was and was proud of him and never counted him out for a minute despite what people were saying around the two of you.

“Wait, pause. When did he get married?!”

“Talk about a delayed reaction. But it only happened about ten months ago. You and Xavier were umm… starting to have your issues so I didn't mention it. I met her when I went to meet Maggie for lunch and she gave me… What's that word yall use now? The ick. And in not so many words when Maggie and I went to lunch, she told me she didn't like her either and that he should have married you. Jack even LOOKS unhappy. But you didn't hear that from me. Do what you want with that information. I mean you could always go over to Maggie and Brian's. It seems like he's always there and never at home. I wouldn't be at home either with someone like that.”

“Mom! Quit it. I am here to…”

“Get away from your cheating ass husband who is also about to have a baby on you? Go and get the man who has wanted you since you were fourteen.”

All you did was sigh because you knew deep down that your mother was right. But, you still had hesitations in the back of your mind. You highly doubt that Jack still felt the same about you all these years later. Besides, he had a whole wife and you could admit that your mother could be extra dramatic at times, so why would he marry her if he didn't even like her?

“Okay, changing the subject. What do you want to eat when we get home?”

“Mom, it's one in the morning.”

“So? What time do stomachs open?”

–

Later on in the day when you had gotten some much needed sleep, you had a craving for some Italian food and decided to go to a restaurant not too far from your parents’ house and get your order to go. Your all time favorite, Vincenzo's.

In order to make it so no one in your house had to cook dinner, you took it upon yourself to get something for everyone. You had already placed your order and was waiting for it as you were scrolling on your phone, when suddenly you heard someone call your name from behind.

“Y/N?”

Once you looked up and turned around, you came face to face with no one other than Jack's younger brother Clay. Who you hadn't seen since you left Louisville to go to nursing school.

“Well look who it is and who is all grown up. Hi, Clay.” You responded while giving him a hug. You remember him wanting to be just like Jack and would want to follow him around everywhere.

“Just visiting or moving back like your parents want?” He asked and all you could do was roll your eyes because you knew your mom would tell anyone who would listen.

“Oh, so she's literally made it known to everyone that they want me to move back, but just visiting for right now. Had a taste for some Italian so here I am.”

“What are you doing tonight? Are you busy by any chance?” Clay asked, catching you off guard. Your only plans were to drink wine and watch tv until you passed out for exhaustion.

You simply shook your head no towards him.

“Well, it's Jack’s birthday and we’re throwing a surprise party for him and Urban. You should come. I know he would be happy to see you.”

You didn't even realize that it was in fact March 13th.

“Clay, I don't know. We haven't seen each other in over ten years.”

“All the more reason to come. Just…. trust me on this. He would want you there and I won't get knocked upside the head for his gift not being here on time and I'll just say that you're the gift.” All you did was laugh and shake your head.

It wouldn't totally be a bad thing to see him, but what would you say when you did?

The butterflies were erupting in your stomach again and you looked back up at Clay before you talked yourself out of it.

“What time and where is it?”

—

Your older sister, Janelle was currently with you in your childhood bedroom helping you decide what to wear and of course she was picking out the more revealing outfits while you were simply trying to be modest.

“Put them titties on display! Show him what he’s been missing!” She yelled and you simply looked at her and rolled your eyes.

“You are literally the worst and I should have asked Jeremiah.”

“Should have asked me what?” Your older brother and the middle child, Jeremiah asked as he popped his head into your room.

“What the? Since when do you live here?” You asked, confused by his sudden appearance.

“Well damn, I can’t come and see my baby sister when she’s here anymore? And besides, Janelle texted me and said you were going to a certain ex’s birthday party. So, I needed to find out the details and especially when the wedding date is.”

“Because Janelle cannot keep her mouth shut to save her life and yes I am. And wait a minute, WEDDING DATE? You two are just as insane as our mother.”

“She won’t dress slutty though as I’m suggesting.” Janelle said while rolling her eyes at you.

“You want my ass and boobs out like I’m not going to freeze.”

“Hoes don’t get cold.” She fired back, but you quickly gave it right back to her.

“I’m anemic.”

“You know you’ve always been it for him. I mean my baby sister is the shit and he let you get away and is now married to… umm…. Someone that is not on his level.” Jeremiah said as he went over to your vanity to pick out jewelry that you would wear despite you not having an outfit.

Jeremiah was definitely the fashionista out of the three of you and you knew for a fact if he wasn’t an orthopedic surgeon that he would definitely be doing big things in the fashion industry.

“So, all of you have met her?!”

“And it was not a pleasant experience and one that had left a good first impression.”

Janelle got up to rummage through your suitcase and found a black halter top that she paired with tan cargo pants and proceeded to throw your New Balance 550’s at you that matched.

“Here, go put this on. Your boobs are going to be spilling out the top in this.”

“Did I ever tell you two how much you both get on my nerves?”

“All the time, but it’s a good thing that we don’t care. Now it’s time to catch us a man.”

“He’s married.”

“And so are you. And both of you are miserable. Hurry up and make this happen, we have a wedding to plan.”

It was now 8 PM and you were sitting in the passenger’s seat of Clay’s car and the two of you were headed to where the surprise party was going to be held and he noticed how much you kept fidgeting.

“Y/N, it’s going to be fine. I know he misses you even if he doesn’t want to admit it at times. He is always asking our mom if she had talked to your mom lately and always asked how you were doing.”

“Really?”

All Clay did was nod his head as he slowed down to a complete stop at the red light in the intersection.

“Look, I… know he probably doesn’t want you to know this, but I’m telling you anyway.”

“Tell me what?” Now you could feel your heart rate speeding up.

“When he found out that you were married that broke him even though he was trying to put up a front and now he probably won’t admit it if someone asked him. He has never moved on from you.”

“Clay…. He’s married so, obviously he did move on.”

“Hmm, if you could call it that.” He responded while snorting and trying to find a place to park so that the two of you could head inside.

“Wait, what?”

“You know from the start that we were always rooting for you two to be together. Even our parents were.”

“Clay, I did not come here to break up a marriage.”

“I… it’s already broken despite it not even being an entire year yet, but you didn’t hear that from me. But Jack has to see it for himself. Anyway, we’re here. And if nothing else tonight puts a smile on his face, I know you will when he sees you. His wife might show up, she might not… she’s a piece of work.”

“All of you give me entirely too much credit. I am nothing special.”

“Ask Jack if he feels the same way and I guarantee that he’s going to say that you are.”

The two of you walked in and Clay had mentioned that Jack and Urban were going to be there within the next ten minutes and now your butterflies were starting all over again as they erupted once more in your stomach.

When PG saw you, you were placed into bone crushing hugs and it was expressed how much you had been missed around Louisville, especially from Jack and that once he laid eyes on you that it would be a done deal.

Clay told you to hide to the side in the back corner as PG was in front of you so that when Jack walked in, he wouldn’t be able to see you until everyone moved out of the way. He planned on everyone screaming ‘surprise’ when both of them walked in and then telling him that he wanted to start the party off right by showing him a gift that he had been patiently waiting for, and that gift was you.

It was now quiet in the room that the party was taking place and the lights had been shut off and you heard Jack and Urban mumbling to each other while trying to find the light switch. Once they did, everyone screamed ‘surprise!’ and the two of them were all smiles.

This was the first time that you had laid eyes on Jack in person in more than ten years and the butterflies erupted once more. He looked so good and it felt that your heart was about to beat out of your chest.

Clay had walked over towards him to give him a hug and then whispered in his ear and you were assuming that he was telling him about the so-called “gift” and the two of them started to walk towards where you were casually standing behind Ace and 2fo.

“I know that this will probably be your most favorite birthday gift that I’ve ever gotten you.” You heard Clay say and you simply smirked and laughed to yourself.

“Hmm, I’ll be the judge of that.” You heard him answer and it was now go time.

“Okay, Ace and 2fo, move out of the way so that he can see his surprise. I made this happen by the way, just so you know.” Clay said and Jack immediately rolled his eyes before laughing.

Once Ace and 2fo moved, Jack came face to face with you and it seemed to be speechless and it was as if he couldn’t believe that you were standing in front of him.

“Happy thirtieth birthday, Jackman, or should I say Jackson? Did you miss me?”

[jazeswhbhaven]

The Encounter of Two Flames | React | Spoilers

I think this one will be short because honestly not much really took place for these parts? BUT I'll make it fun anyways!~

So we left off with Sitri wanting to speak to Levi about something....hmmm wonder what that is

Lol so Sitri has asked him nearly 100 times to go home and that's he's ready and this man still ain't said yes. I swear Leviathan is the most stubborn devil in Hell

He even calls him a child because Sitri is asking to go back to Gehenna and graduate. LEVI PLS

97th time ya'll

Levi is just telling him he's not ready to take another class over again and comes to find out that Sitri wrote a paper on tactics and it's being used in the cadet's manual for Hades LIKE

Sitri is literally like "damn just let me go home" in the nicest way possible. The fact that Levi is still arguing with him over it instead of straight up ignoring him or hanging him means something.

"I did everything for you" looking ass. Like Leviathan would be that toxic bf that tells you that you have no right to be upset because he's been paying your bills and taking care of you.

And Sitri has asked up to 99 times now and well, Leviathan has had it

Now see this right here had me be like ah, so he can admit why he's being stubborn. He wants Sitri to stay because he sees potential in him, he's loyal, calm and doesn't show arrogance. Qualities Leviathan likes in a subordinate is what I'm guessing here.

Now Foras, babes....jealousy is hot on you lol but I kinda also feel a certain way about how Levi took Sitri in and wants him so badly and yet Foras is right there. It's kinda like the "I'll always pine for him but he'll never notice me" trope and well damn Foras no wonder you decided to throw those feelings on MC instead.

Oh. Sitri's booty again. Lmaooooo makes me think of feral Sitri out there all caked up too and how no one could get close enough to notice.

But the devils of Gehenna have to have strong butts. Satan packs a powerful kick.

I imagine the necks of Hades devils are thick for similar reasons, their King uh...lol yeah

But anyways Sitri explains that it's not that he isn't grateful, nor is he that much of hater of Hades, he's just always been excited to return to Satan. Here in Hades he learned alot including how to speak and write. He has history in Hades and always will but...

And well 100 times does the charm ya'll because Leviathan finally let him go. Sitri was so happy he started crying and that surprised everyone.

damn is like no one emotional in Hades other than Barbatos with his sunshine happiness? Lol

AND with that the flashback of how they met is over. We are back in the present where Satan has dragged Sitri back to the pond where they met and it was no longer full of blood. He brought him back to help with the memories and extinguish the fire.

Whelp he done stabbed himself again.

But there's a purpose for it. And it seems to have worked once again by taking Sitri out of his 'feral' state and bringing him back to his calm and regulated self again.

It's so touching honestly that he's back to himself and is crying and remembering what happened. I feel sorry for Sitri getting so lost in himself that he was reduced to this state. All over a mistake and bearing the weight of it.

He's very stressed and needs more rest.

Leraye is such a good guy because like the entire time during this event he was very worried about Sitri's well being and even tried to help during the initial start of the fire. And now he's rushing up to him again to reassure someone he admires and I like that.

Also, Paimon is so sweet too. Giving Sitri encouragement as well!

AWH the Gehenna bois are coming to comfort Sitri and this is just amazing. Love our bois <3

And Ooop. Seems like Sitri has some fans in Gehenna from the devils as well. Like He's so loved it's very cute to me.

So while Sitri is getting his love and support, Satan ofc is passing out from blood loss and tells Ppyong to call a healer since he can't heal himself and well-

Luci??????!!!!

RIN AND LUCI?????????

So Lucifer was like "we are quite fond of Satan" and Ppyong was confused until Rin made his little debut here in the event. That's cute!!! So PB decided to throw him in here in his humanoid form.

Interesting. I wonder if he visits Gehenna with Luci in that form often and that's why no one really knows about him just yet.

Oh no Ppyong, he heard you...he's just very shy and could possibly piss himself if he were to introduce himself as your cousin. He was probably very thrilled to see Ppyong but again just didn't want to over exert himself.

He did say he wanted to go to Gehenna at first anyways during the Lucifer event. Part of his family is there!!!

And also, we get to see Lucifer's miracle healing powers in action! Which I'm glad because I was wondering how his healing powers work. It appears they are quite instant.

Sitri's body that was exhausted and growing cold warmed up and went back to normal state, Satan is fine just passed out. Ppyong tries to say that Lucifer's connection with Satan must be deep because of how they met buttttt not quite my little red lump friend.

There you have it folks. Lucifer being as straight-forward as always lol

But we also see here that he's observing Sitri and Satan sleeping like babies/children and he's contemplating why he finds them lovely. I'm guessing he always has these kind of thoughts because ya know getting used to being in Hell and not being an angel anymore has got to be a huge adjustment.

But it's okay Luci, you find them lovely because you just do I would like to think ^^ but ofc you being you....

o v e r t h i n k i n g

Just like your brothers do....lmao

And that's done and done for these two parts! We're down to the last two parts of the story ya'll and that's it for this event!

See you at the final post :P

[pocketramblr]

Absolutely love your writing for all the AU/5 headcanons asks. Can I ask: AU where Rei cheats on Endeavor with All Might? It happens after AM's injury, so she doesn't recognize him, and he ofc doesn't know that she's married in the first place, much less to whom

you make this very difficult for me by giving me a window of 6 and half years for them to have an affair and for every single moment of that window, Rei is institutionalized. how am i supposed to get them to meet, much less take their clothes off. ok. think. there are other fic writers who specialize in this kind of thing, surely. what would they do....

1- ok so. The fire alarm at the hospital goes off. Rei doesn't know if it's a drill or not, but she's been there for seven years and generally does not need a lot of support during something like this like other patients do, so the nurses wave her out and she stands around outside a bit waiting for the fire alarm to stop and them to go back in. (It isn't a drill, they wouldn't have evacuated everyone if it was, but Rei is on the other side of the building and facing away from seeing any smoke) (This smoke is from a villain attack that All Might is taking care of, though he's only got seconds left of his power to use that day. he quickly rushes off, deflating and stumbling out on the other side of the hospital. Where Rei is.)

2- Rei is like "huh that guy doesnt seem to be in good shape" and kinda waves attention at him, and a nurse who's passing out water to patients and keeping an eye on the road gives Toshinori some too, getting more concerned when he dazedly answers that he's All Might and coughs up blood, but the nurse figures he's concussed since he smells of smoke and must have been closer to the fight, and is just reeling from being able to see the number one hero in person. Then they get distracted and wave Toshi to wait nearby, where Rei offers to chill his water and asks if he's alright, if he breathed in any smoke.

3- They chat and then go back into the hospital as it's un-evacuated together, Rei hanging out in the lobby where he sits as the hospital staff focus on getting everyone else back to their rooms. It pays to be low priority sometimes. Eventually she tells him her name is Rei and that she's in room K18, if he ever wants to visit or call. She doesn't get to talk to anyone except doctors, family visitors, or other paitients, and most of them don't stay nearly as long as she does. It's been seven years, and she's very lonely. Toshinori is lonely too, and when he's out of time for a day and feeling useless with nothing to do, he likes to talk to a friend.

4- Rei has been in the hospital for eight years when it gets physical. At that point, Toshinori knows a bit about her family. She has kids, mentions visits from a son and daughter, and then quietly mentioned when her son turned seventeen- her daughter's already twenty. She's been there for so much of their lives. He asks if she's married, and she admits she isn't sure how to file for divorce in a hospital like she is, if she even can, if she wants to because she'd lose custody, if it matters when she's not raising them anyway. He doesn't ask much more, knows there is a dead child and a baby she says isn't safe with her there. Toshinori never called Nana 'mom' to her face while she was alive, and had a reason for it, and has a similar reason for not asking more, not asking for the other names when he gets Fuyumi and Natsuo's. Yes, the doctors and nurses all know Rei has a boyfriend who visits. they don't say anything. who would they even tell, anyway. I debated the humor of reusing the bit from candlelight shoto that Toshi and Rei could have a kid with a fire quirk, but yeah here? Rei ain't getting pregnant, absolutely not.

5- When Natsuo turns eighteen, Rei does actually file for divorce, or at least tries to get the ball rolling on that. Toshinori's trusted her that her marriage is over in all but name, but he's more at ease with it ended fully. Fuyumi is crushed but burying it all deep inside. Natsuo is like 'what are you talking about. divorce is the most normal possible outcome here.' But anyway, Rei also begins to bring up being discharged- something she never bothered with earlier, when it seemed like she'd never be able to go home while Shoto was there, and never would want to go back anyway. (Her parents are absolutely not an option either so where would she go once discharged? the hospital was her only security.) Toshinori then tells her at this point about his diagnosis, that he's supposed to be terminal, in a way. He doesn't have a lot of time he can give her. Rei says that's ok, she'll take what she can get. She moves in. Fuyumi still goes out to eat with her once a week, though Rei doesn't say she's moved in with a boyfriend, just says she's in a safe place and it's not Fuyumi's job to worry about it, please, let her do that, relax, be her daughter instead of a mother. Natsuo adds her to his cellphone plan and gets her one. Rei doesn't tell Toshinori her ex's identity. Toshinori doesn't tell her about OfA, though she does know he's mentoring a student for heroics and is very proud of him. (Toshinori is a secretary at Might Tower, he's a great mentor. Oh huh, he got a job position at UA at the same time as All Might, she wonders if they carpool.)

+1- OK THE REVEAL so the reveal is. Toshinori gets home from the SF. And Rei almost knocks him out by the door, eyes wide and panicked, asking if he's ok, if Shoto's ok. Toshinori is like "... young todoroki? yeah he's alright? i know his fight with young bakugo looked bad but- Rei???" And that's when it all clicks for him, he's having dozens of horrible realizations at once, all while Rei weeps over her youngest. Toshinori's been a hero for a very, very long time. He's felt hopeless, before. But even then, he's known what needs to be done, he just isn't able to do it. But now? he's at a complete loss with no idea what he should do.

[wetpussyju1ce]

toxic!exbf!jax anon here!

and don't let jax and r have a child together.

gemma would be pissed that r took her grandbaby away from her, the club

imagine r making enough money to where she doesn't even need to depend on jax for child support

it's like the second r left she immediately got that promotion that pays for her new and beautiful but cozy 2 bdrm apartment that has 24/7 security, a nanny, and maybe even a cleaning service every once in a while.

"me and my baby, we gon be alright, we gon live a good life"

r and her baby absolutely thriving in their new environment, without samcro interference, with jax and gemma's nosy ass butting into shit that has nothing to do with her

almost as if her relationship with jax was pulling her down and she needed to lose the dead weight

r being a young single mom but already so successful in her career and making a name for herself in her field? truly an inspiration to young single mothers with ain't shit baby daddies everywhere.

@notanotherficwriter

everything in here is absolutely chef's kiss. reader doesn't need jax. she really thought he could change. could leave the club and put her first n the baby. but he didn't. and plus. he has sooo many red flags. isn't ready for what she has to offer. isn't ready for that sort of blessing so she left so she can prospect on her own.

and yeah being w jax was fun sometimes. he was cute. handsome. knew how to use his hands and body to satisfy her. but that was not enough.

she wanted stable and safe. wanted to be official. a ring on her finger, a prenup signed and him ready to take things seriously. but he didn't. and she's not going to wait for him. she's still young, still can find someone to give her all the things she wants. and Jax can stay in the past, something to look back on and wonder, if he had been a bit better, would've things turned out better?

[itsmebytch001]

Carmy's Kid: Pt 1

Sat down on a leathery dirty seat the bussesl of customers swallowing you up pondering on your testing math work, and the overhearing of your father screaming was certainly not helping in the mildest.

Carmy: "Cousin, Cousin?!" He bangs his pan onto the stove.

Richie: "What? What?!" He turns into the kitchen from the freezer.

Richie: "Corner" Sydney swerves around him.

Carmy: "Where is the fucking Borchetta?"

Richie: "Oh I don't know why don't you look for it, I don't what with maybe your eyes? You know those water things in your eyes?"

Carmy: "I'm doing a million things right now cousin can you please please tell me where the God damm Borchetta is?!"

Richie: "I DON'T KNOW!" He screamed, your Dad looks like he's about to snap.

Carmy: "Sydney, you see the Borchetta is?"

Sydney: "No Chef, Corner!"

Carmy: "Marcus?"

Marcus: "No Chef, behind!" he bellowed skimping behind his co-workers.

Carmy: "Dear God I know somebody's got the fucking Borchetta!"

Richie: "You know what cousin? maybe it grew legs and ran away, huh? Do ya think maybe that's happened baby?"

Carmy: "you know what? Go fuck yourself Richie"

Richie: "You kiss your daughter with that mouth?"

Carmy: "Don't talk bout my fucking kid Richie"

Richie: "See? See? he did it again! My God she's gonna be swearing like a sailor ain't she Sids?"

Sydney: "Shut up CORNER!"

Richie: "shut up? Shut up? are you for real?" He took a stride towards Sydney as she help a hot tray full of cooked beef.

Carmy: "Step off Richie"

Richie: "Shut up?" He loomed over like a mildly threatening swamp three.

Sydney: "Get out my face"

Richie: " sorry what was that sweetie?"

Sydney: "Get.Out.My.Face" her hands tensed over the hot tray, a hand reaches over Riche's shoulder.

Carmy: "Step the fuck off Richie, NOW HAS ANYBODY SEEN THE FUCKING BORCEHTTA?!"

Richie: "Look in the God Damm pantry, you retarded prick!"

Sydney: "You not supposed to say-"

Richie: "Oh Go fuck yourself Sydney"

Carmy:"Behind, behind, behind behind" he repeated snaking his way too the pantry, scanning over it to find no Borchetta.

Carmy: "It's not here cousin!"

Richie: "Look fucking harder!"

Carmy: "Fuck fuck fuck fuck " He's scrambling picking up soft cheese checking the lable and again and again and again where is it where is it where the Hell is it?

Carmy: "It IS NOT HERE COUSIN!"

Richie: "Dear God you blind dick, behind, behind, behind, behind"

He repeated following his path too the pantry, reaching for the top shelf, and picking up...the Borchetta.

Richie: "Here" he said practically throwing it at him.

Richie: "Next time don't be such a bitch about it, it's fucking cheese man"

Camry rubbed his eyes, the top shelf, the top fucking shelf maybe Richie put it up there just to push him, lanky ass dick, I should fire him. can I fire him? Did Mike leave me hire fire power? well I have hire power...it would be for the best...but how's he gonna pay his Child support? who care? No No that's cruel, he won't be able to see her any more if he can't pay, and imagine is you couldn't see Y/n? Imagine if Richie took Y/n then what would you do? I'd kill him? Obviously yeah and it's like you can run this joint if your fucking dead so shut up and don't fire Richie, m'kay? kay fine, jeez.

Camry rubbed his eyes, he's so tired.

Y/n.

Camry: "shiiiiit, Chefs! Eyes on Y/n!" Tina peers her head out the door to see you still, looking sadly onto your maths paper.

Tina: "Got her Chef, who's the guy?"

Carmy: "who's that what?"

Tina: "That guy? sittin across her?"

Camry: "What?" He said pacing quickly over looming behind her to see some dirty old hobo talking to you.

Carmy: "Ay AY what the fuck you think you doing?!" he yelled over at him.

Tina: "Chill man, he seem's harmless"

Richie: "Seem's, yeah."

Carmy lightly pushed past Tina out the kitchen and into the diner.

Carmy: "Get out, GET OUT!" He yelled at the man, who really had done nothing wrong, eating his sandwich.

"Whoah, Whoah I ain't done nothing man"

Carmy: "Fuck you doing sitting across my kid?" He grips the mans shirt and pulls him close.

"There aren't any more seats?" They are infacnt, no more seats.

Carmy looks around and confirms, there are no more seats.

Carmy: "I don't give a fuck, you eat outside!"

"Its snowing?!"

Carmy: " I don't care, get out GET OUT!"

You place your head on the counter and cover your ears, your Dad get's scary when he's like this. Your 'Uncle' Richie slips in behind pressing his hands in between Your Dad, and the homless guy.

Richie: "Chill man you gotta chill"

Camry:" Don't tell me what the fuck to do Cousin"

Richie: "Look around your scaring her you idiot"

Camry glances over to you, your forehead pressed against the table your ears covered.

fuck.

he released the man from his grasp, collecting himself in deep shaggred breaths as he scattred off.

Richie: "You gotta chill ma-"

Camry banged his fist onto the table.

Camry: "OKAY LISTEN UP, LADIES AND GENTELMEN THIS SEAT HERE!" He pointed at you "WITH THE LITTLE GIRL IN THE PURPLE COAT, IS RESEVRED, Mkay?! ANYONE ONE WHO SIT'S ON IT BANNED!" He pointed at the homless man rushing his way out.

Carmy: "BANNED!" He banged his fist on the table again, fishing his speech, causing you to tense and shudder Richie gestured to you, shaking still with your hands over your ears, Camy wiped his hand over his face, realsing how over board he had just gone. He leaned over the table and gave you a kiss on the head.

Carmy: "I'm sorry I yelled baby, I'm so sorry" He rubbed your hair and you lifted your head.

Carmy: "Tell you what, Tell you what? I'll help you when we get home if you want? yeah?"

Y/n: "Sure"

Carmy: "Okay, okay I love you" He said kissing again on your temple.

Y/n: "How long till closing?"

Carmy: "4 Hours baby"

Y/n: "Four!?"

Carmy: "That's just how it is baby, but we got a stack of books you could read yeah? Still working your way through Harry Potter"

Y/n: "Ugh, fine" You sank into your chair.

Camry: "Okay, okay well I gotta get back to work now baby"

Y/n: "I know"

Camry: "M'kay, RICHIE!" he yelled off into the kitchen.

Richie: "what?!"

Carmy:" Get Y/n her fucking books!"

Richie: "Which one?!"

Camry: "All of em!"

Richie rolled his eyes and collected the thick stack of books and plopped them onto 'your' table.

Richie: "Here you go Princess"

Y/n: "thanks"

As Carmy and Richie walked back into the kitchen, leaving you to your devices,

Richie: "Why don't you get her a Ipad? keep her entertained for hours no complaints"

Carmy: "I'd rather skin myself, now fuck off and get me some Borchetta, this is off"

pt 2? Need ideas.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Percy: My dad is so annoying man, like would it kill him to just give me a straight answer for once?

Jason: I feel ya, it's like it's a requirement for them to start spouting riddles.

Percy: snorts Tell me about it. Does your dad talk like that to you?

Jason: I don't know.

Percy: You don't know?

Jason: My dad and I have never spoken, so I don't know if he'd speak like that to me.

Percy: Wait, what? Jason, are you okay? We all saw you standing up against Zeus in the throne room.

Jason: sad smile Thalia is Zeus's child. I am the son of Jupiter, his Roman counterpart.

Percy: Ohh... Shit yeah you are. And you've never met your dad?

Jason: shakes his head No, all I know about him are stories and from Thalia.

Percy: Wait...Thalia's met your dad but you haven't?!

Jason: Yeah, it was back when I was a baby so I don't remember... Not that I would anyway. She said he was... A lot more fatherly than Zeus.

Percy:...pissed That's it! We're going to meet your dad.

Jason: Percy it's fine.

Percy: Nope, no it ain't. And after I had them pay their child support and told em to acknowledge their kids... The nerve, come on Jase we're going!

[queenofthepunks]

Part 2 of Peachy's childhood lore

Again...

TW⚠️:Mentions of physical abuse, emotional abuse, sexism, as well as body shaming... towards a 4 year old CHILD!

It wasn't rare at ALL for Peachy to hear her parents constantly argue with eachother out in the living room, having a really good hearing sense was both a blessing and a curse, while it did help her sharpen her observation skills more aswell as being able to learn how to do simple tasks normally despite her blindness, it was not so great thing that she could always hear her parents argue with eachother about such things her little mind couldn't exactly grasp to where it always scared her, but she always reassured herself that she had her toys for comfort... at least for the most part, since she could still hear them arguing outside of her room, over her "supposedly" uncle and grandfather she never even knew or heard about.

Hollie: "well they could be here any minute now so remember that YOU asked for this, not me, so if yous end up getting ya fucking brains blown out by my brother's shotgun don't expect me to pay for your cremation funds."

Donny: "For the last time, Hollie, I'm not there for your brother, I'm there for your FATHER, I could give two shits less about your brother is like, if yous SO worried bout it! Pfft and YOU? Paying for my funeral? Good luck with that sweetcheeks!"

Hollie: "fucking christ Don stop acting like you know them already! my brother is almost on the SAME level as my father, only he is the more... childish version of my father, ugh, I swear I could still hear my brother's WHINES from a mile away..."

Donny: "eh big deal, at least you will be able to handle it, right?"

Hollie: "are you fucking kidding me!? I had to deal with his those same whiney outbursts from him since we where kids! What makes you think I wanna deal with them now huh!?"

Donny: "Well, it ain't no different then me having to deal with your constant BITCHING every single day but here you are acting like yous the saint!"

Hollie: "would you ju- Ugh, DOOON WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS TAKE EVERYONE ELSES SIDE OTHER THAN MINE!?!?"

Donny: "and that right there proves my point, always so whiney bout every when nothing goes your way so you can just shut the fuck up at this point..."

Hollie: "well IM the one that makes sure you have food in your stomach right? so how about YOU shut the fuck up with your incoherent BULLSHIT about MY worth the woman of this-"

Thats when Peachy comes in with a pretty hesitant look on her face as she held her toy bunny in her arm for emotional support, knowing that she is going to have a whole EAR full of insults from her parents for asking such a simple thing.

Peachy: "Mommy..."

Donny: "*tch* this kid..."

Hollie: "Darla, what the hell ya doing in here!? I thought I told you to stay in your room until your grandpa and uncle franco gets here! *sigh* What could you possibly want this time."

Peachy: "i-i... I hungry..."

Hollie: "Ugh, really again!? Were those waffles at breakfast not enough for you, kid!?" (Literally had breakfast 5 hours ago)

Peachy: "b-but I hungry again... I really wanna snack..."

Donny: "Hey don't you be talking back to your ma like that when being told no! You don't need to be eating again anyways you already look like your gaining a few more pounds anyways!"

Hollie: "At least we could agree on one thing Donny, no little girl such as you should even be looking the way you do if ya wanna get your good looks from ya mommy."

Donny: "Hollie you know for a fact she wouldn't be able to tell anyways right? She is blind after all."

Hollie: "No shit Sherlock! Jus- i dont have time for this, JUST GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM LIKE I ASKED YOU TOO! Your uncle and grandfather will be here any moment! You can wait until dinner to eat! If you leave that room one more time I'm gonna WHOP YOUR ASS YA HEAR!?!?"

Peachy just slouched her head down and turned towards her room in response, which did not make Hollie happy, so Hollie walked towards her and grabbed her arm before yelling in her ear "I SAID DO YA HEAR!?!" Which made Peachy almost burst into tears from the painful grip on her arm and the loud yell coming from her mother, but held them back since she knew it'll only make the situation worse so Peachy just said "Y-YES MOMMY!" In response before feeling her mother harshly pick her up and placing her down back into her room.

Hollie: "Now THAT'LL teach ya to disrespect me and QUIT messing with the baby gate or that will be 2 STRIKES to ya ass AND YOUR FUCKING BACK!"

After Hollie slammed the door Peachy continued to hold back her tears from the whole thing all because she asked for a snack but it's not like she could even ask for anything at that point since no matter how simple it was she was still going to get in trouble for it no matter what she ever does so she thought in her little mind that it was always best to keep to herself.

[talesfrommedinastation]

Redneck Doug on ALL the other Clones in Star Wars!

As promised, for reaching a new number of followers, here's Doug's list when I asked him to name off all the clones in 'The Clone Wars' and 'The Bad Batch'!

Some are obviously repeats of other posts, and some are brand spanking new.

I'm using my autoethnography skills to their fullest extent, here, people.

This is LONG but hey! 7 seasons of The Clone Wars and 3 seasons of The Bad Batch means animated Star Wars in the Days of our Lives of animation.

If I'm missing someone, let me know! I'll reach out to Doug!

Enjoy, everyone!

CW: Redneck Doug just rambles needlessly about people.

And Clermont Lounge is one of the scariest and yet, most fun places in the ATL and I could 100% see one of the 501st working there.

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Bly: That’s a boy, his name’s Miguel. Got his friends, they drink Pabst, shoot the empty cans behind the garage when they done, and hit on every woman that walks by. But Miguel’s got his eyes on Babe-the-Blue-Jedi and steals flowers from people’s yard and gives them to her. Babe-the-Blue-Jedi knows the man’s not that bright but his heart’s in the right place and that’s all that matters, right? 

Rex: That's Rex. He's a king. Respect him. 

Cody: That’s Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend, he’s sad all the time. We know why. (Confirmed that Doug is a Codywan shipper and I don’t know what to do about that)

Howzer: That’s my niece’s boyfriend, Jorge. We all love Jorge, nice guy, owns an auto repair shop and always remembers plates and napkins for the cookouts after church.

Gregor: Jorge’s cousin, Manny. Met him once at Christmas in Miami, nice guy, only drinks brown liquor and insists everyone arm wrestle him. But he’s got a good job as a PE teacher, we respect education, come on now. 

Hardcase: Wiggles. He laughs at everything and never wears a helmet both on his big head and his lil head and that explains everything about the man.

Kix: Nurse Mark. He's tired and sick of your shit, sick of the creeps trying to get the Fentanyl, that's a crime now, ain't it.

Echo: "Eh, Toaster Strudel. Homeboy looks like his daddy had an affair with a convection oven on shore leave and forgot to pay child support."

Mayday: Aw, I liked this guy so much! That’s Sassy Park Ranger, he’s the type that gives you your camping permits, warns you about the bears, and then is all disappointed when you don’t properly stow your food and the bears destroy the campsite. I need to go back to Little River Canyon, that place was pretty. 

Scorch: The Son of Robocop. His daddy told him to get off his lazy Robo-son ass and go get a job, so he works for the Empire now, because no one can get a job in Detroit. That’s why he’s a bad person. (Because he works for the Empire? “No, because he’s a Lions fan and that ain’t a good look for anyone.”)  

Fives: Alex-from-Manitoba. He reminds me so much of this awesome guy I knew, Alex, was from Winnipeg, we worked in oil together. Smart, knew his shit, loved guns and getting his hair did. No one listens to him, management hates him, and he gets fired. Man I was so pissed off when that happened with that damn alien that ran the ocean on the mall! He deserved better, damn it!

(Fives or Alex-from-Manitoba?

“BOTH!!!”)

99: 99!  

(You actually remember his name?  

“Hell yeah! He’s one of the most important characters! Why would I not?” 

::cue me, quietly staring at all the weird-ass names over texts and saying NOTHING in response::) 

Wolffe: Bernando. I dunno, man, he got that Bernardo energy. I’ve met three and they all looked like they wanna run off into the woods and come out when they got a deer they need to process and take a shower and find a lady before running back into the woods. Also Bernardo never has a girlfriend that lasts more than 6 months with him. Don’t know why. Just trust me. 

Gree: Carnie Joe. Man, he looks like the type of guy who drives an ice cream truck but there ain’t no Bomb Pops inside if you know what I mean. 

Cut Lawquane: Not-Wolverine. He ran away from the Empire, grew out his muttonchops, wanted to join the X-Men, Charles Xavier said ‘Nah son you need super powers for that’, and then Not-Wolverine stomped off into Tremors-land and started a pot-and-chicken farm like every other hillbilly in Kentucky. But he got a hot wife out of the deal and some nice kids and lots of guns, and ya know, that ain’t a bad ending for the man. 

Commander Fox: Red-Chief-of-Police. He’s absolutely on them Ticky-Tack videos my nieces and nephews watch where the cops are doing bad things but they ain’t gonna get fired over it. Man. It ain’t right. 

Tup: Alex’s-Friend-Matt. Aw, Matt, good guy, but too much brain damage after that time he fell off the roof while laying down tar. He grew out his ponytail to hide the dent in his head and talked funny afterwards, but he real good at roughneck work and I can’t fault the man, nope. 

Hevy: That’s Ross. He’s always mad because he’s insecure. He’s got a lot of Nerf guns and only eats stuff you can find at 7-11. 

Jesse: That’s Jesse, he’s a trucker, was a bouncer at Clermont Lounge in Atlanta, and has three ex-wives who all hate him. He shaves his head because his hair hates him too. 

Crosshair: So that there's Daddy Warcrimes. All you need to know is he lives on beer and Slim Jims, has more guns then Jesus got faith, and that he does your mom on the weekends, and then you thank him for his service.

Hunter: Aw man, we got Rambo up in this place. Daddy Rambo. He looks like he's got some hot wife with a huge butt who makes amazing biscuits, but he only showers on the weekends for reasons he won't tell you.

Wrecker: I know, I KNOW, he's got some cool Star Wars name, but in my head, he's Julio. He looks like a Julio, ya know? Every Julio's been the nicest guy with a truck and a million friends. I swear. I bet he's a contractor and lays pipe like you wouldn't believe. ::winks::

Tech: Hm, yeah, I know him. That's Ryan-from-Accounting, somebody's hipster dad. You know, everyone knows a Ryan who works in accounting, he's quiet, only drinks IPAs, and has a bitch wife named Laura who drives a Kia and is always yelling at him. Poor man. I hope Julio saves him from his bitch wife Laura.*

Omega: Little Orphan Blondie. I hope she gets real parents or something besides those freaky alien things running the mall on the ocean.

Emerie Karr: Stepsister-Beth. She’s got a stick up her rear, was in a sorority known for bitchy Daddy’s Girls who wouldn’t touch below the belt but are all about using other places for their date’s hoses to put out the fire, and only drinks almond milk lattes. She’s a bitch to waiters and drives a Prius. 

(“Doug I drive a Prius.”

“Yeah, but you ain’t a southern sorority girl so y’all forgiven.”)

Nemec and Fireball: Trigger and Nutsy. They’ve been in a survival militia in the Florida Everglades and that’s all you need to know. 

CX-2: The Guy from Tron. He’s a guy, and he was in the movie Tron. That’s it. 

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Sindria's Prophet #37

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*CW-Long term affects of medical denial & child abuse, living with PTSD *Kink & toys mentioned

((I keep forgetting to tell you guys: Lyly is pronounced "lee-lee." It's short for their middle name, Llyn/Lynn (<-genderfluid affected spelling)))

~POV Mori~ I woke up gasping. I sat up and wrapped my arms around myself so I could tell the difference between actual physical touch and the phantoms left over from my night terror. My body wouldn't stop shaking; I needed Lyly's help. When I got out of bed I froze. Not only did my bed not have curtains, this wasn't my room. No. This was my room. Sinbad picked it out for me in the guest tower. I was in Sindria; in a whole different dimension. All of the adrenaline supporting me left and I sank to the floor. I was still trembling but I wasn't scared anymore. The people who hurt me couldn't reach me here. I had that dream because after spending the past month hyperfixated on the present, I had been triggered into remembering one of the worst parts of my past, so now I was remembering the rest too. 'Sorry, Lyly.' The safety I had gained in this world was invaluable. I couldn't imagine going home willing. Based on how little light was getting through the curtains it was still the middle of the night. I was drained from my dream, and my hips were still aching but it took a while for my mind to calm back down. Tomorrow and the distractions that came from it couldn't come soon enough.

--- "Alright now, Mx. Prophet," the doctor gave me my diagnosis. Sinbad had him sent first thing in the morning, and his arrival woke me up. "You need to rest for a few days. I'll have painkillers sent over to help with your hip pain, fever, and migraine." With his job done, he saw himself out. 'I can't miss the Morning Assembly! ...But-!' I knew the doctor was right deep down. I was in no condition to do much of anything. I was fine resting when I didn't have obligations, but I had a job now. If I was back home I would have had to give Lyly my keys so I couldn't leave. Five years just wasn't enough to fully rewrite my base instincts. Although, from the new memories I was gaining, the me back home was doing a bit better. Those new memories were why I was healed and practiced enough to stop myself even if a doctor hadn't told me to... especially since I had a fever. As long as both me's kept whatever this connection was then maybe we would also keep the benefits from both sides. --- ~POV Sharrkon~ Mori was the only person that missed the morning Assembly. Yamuraiha had a growing smile throughout the meetings, and now that it ended she mumbled something to Pisti. Shar groaned; he knew where this was going. "Yup." Pisti giggled. "I heard from a reliable source," probably 1 of her boyfriends, "that Mori's not 'sick'. Her hips were injured and her body over worked last night." The King refused to look at the gossips. His silence spoke volumes compared to the past month of him adamantly defending that there was nothing special between him and 'his Beautiful Prophet.' "Oh ho~! It finally happened after I left!" Hina slapped Sharrkan on the back with a laugh. "Looks like the 2 of us have to pay up! But I guess you lost the most, huh?" "Oh, no! I ain't paying nothing! Nothing happened!!" Shar had a hurt ego to nurse and he would not let them step on it harder. "Mori got hurt dancing. Our King had nothing to do with it!" Sharrkon felt a shiver run down his spine that made him hold his tongue. Hina looked to the others for confirmation. "Is that true?" Drakon answered him. "It's true. However, it's also true that Sin carried Mori all the way to their room from the festival." "Oh~? That's proof enough for me." Drakon, Ja'far, Yam, and Pisti agreed with their own comments. The man in question still refused to comment, so Hinahoho addressed him directly. "You're really not going to say anything, Sin? After all of that time, telling us how you don't want to get married?" "Fine. Fine." King Sinbad finally turned to them with his arms crossed. "It's simple really. You know I'm not the type to reveal my hand until I'm certain." Sinbad was smiling, but Shar knew instinctually the King was the threat that told him to stop talking. The giant laughed. "Is that so?" "I know you're aware this is a first for me." Sharkkon's wallet cried with him. He had lost 2 out of 3 bets. It was only a matter of time before he lost the 3rd.

---- ~POV Mori~ The Great Bell rang out. The morning Assembly was definitely over. There were several things I had wanted to do today, and I couldn't do any of them since I had to rest. I needed to meet with Queen Artemina before she left Sindria. I had to solidify our connection as allies, but she was set to leave in a day. As I wrote a letter to send her, the waves shifted. This was the right choice for me, and the future I wanted. The letter would need time to dry before I could send it. I got up from my chair and stopped. I didn't want to lay down again yet no matter how much my body needed it. 'Damnit! How much more of my life am I going to spend sick??' I groaned into my hands. I was born with a weak raspatory system, so I get sick multiple times a year and often end up bedridden. "I am allowed to rest even though I can sit up and walk. Pushing will only make it worse." My mom eventually stopped acknowledging when I would get sick due to the expense which is why I struggle to let myself rest as an adult. I made a point of putting the truth into words to fight her conditioning. I climbed back in bed even though I knew that meant I would be stuck with just my thoughts until I fell back asleep. This was the perfect opportunity to process everything that had happened with Sinbad, but I couldn't think about it at all. Being triggered, recognizing these new memories, and that night terror just made me think about home more -well the place I came from. Even when I was in my room there I often couldn't help but think 'I want to go home' because even though it was comfortable and familiar, I couldn't feel safe. My last therapist told me that as long as I stayed in that house full of reminders there was only a slim chance of me recovering from my CPTSD. If only I could have afforded to move out.

In the new memories I got, our dad finally agreed to reorganize all of the living spaces, so that me and Lyly weren't getting as many flashbacks anymore. Hell, he even apologized for everything and started acting like a real dad some of the time. The me that stayed home was able to persevere until an opening for change finally came. 'If they got Isekai now I wonder if they would want to go home?' The thought had never occurred to this me -just like it never did back when I was in in-patient. Although I was still worried about Lyly like I was then. I rolled over to pull out a scroll from the bedside dressers. When I was on the ship I had worked on all sorts of scrolls and one was a memoir of my life back home. One of the first things I did was draw the people important to me before I'll inevitably forget their faces. I unrolled the scroll. Lyly's face stared up at me from the page. As difficult as that place was to live in all of my loved ones were there. In this world there was no one that knew me, and I wasn't sure if I could let my self get that close to anyone here -especially Sinbad. He already knew how deep some of the scars on my heart are. I didn't want him to think any less of me, or use my pain against me. And even more than that, I was scared that the safety I had here would shatter if I made a wrong step. 'I thought I was doing better.' This world had treated me so well that I fell into a false sense of security. Not being surrounded by reminders of my traumas made me feel like I was somehow cured and could restart from scratch. But that's not how healing works... Being away from triggers just made it easier to avoid having an attack. It's only after feeling safe that we let ourselves feel the emotions that are unsafe to feel in the moment. A few tears fell down my cheeks. I placed the scroll on the bedside table and rolled back towards the middle of the bed. Surely it was okay for me to cry in a situation like this. I allowed myself the luxury even though the tears didn't last long. When I was young I cried just as often from joy as sadness. The abuse I experienced made it unsafe to cry at all, so I learned to cry silently until I eventually stopped crying altogether. Being in this world made me feel like it was okay again. Letting myself actually feel these emotions was an important step in the healing process. Beating myself up for getting triggered and relapsing wouldn't help at all. I needed to forgive myself.

--- One day of rest should be enough, right? It's not like I still had a fever. I didn't want to stay in my room and make an even worse impression. My hips would hurt a little if I over worked them, but that would just act as a limiter. ((<<= This person is in denial))

I got dressed after breakfast, but as soon as I grabbed the doorknob I froze. "Yeah, no." I was not in the mood to see Sinbad in person yet, and I would have to if I left my room. As soon as I took Queen Sinbad's choker back off I felt a wave of relief. It had given me so much dopamine and serotonin when it was part of a fantasy, but now it was a reminder of my fears. How could I mark myself with it when I couldn't feel safe in my own desires? Wearing it felt like a lie. I definitely wouldn't be able to wear it for a while.

'Guess I haven't completely lost my sense of self-preservation.' Besides, I hadn't actually had time to do most of the things I like doing to relax since I got to this world. Going out in this state would be worse than not going out. Another day off as I recover from the stress had to be reasonable.

But what options did I have to relax?

Everyone else was busy with work at this time of day, so I could masturbate without having to worry about being interrupted. But my toybox didn't isekai with me; I only have my hands, and some ribbons for mild shibari. Sinbad said I could make requests, but there was no way in hell I was letting him find about this, let alone use his money for my sex toys. I'll figure out where to get some after payday. The night terror was still fresh in my memory anyway.

Video games, comics, and anime were obviously out of the question. Printing still isn't big enough for fiction to be popular to write -that's part of why Sinbad's Adventure story was such a huge success. I had 3 cats back home, but I can't exactly adopt a new pet while sick. I do sing a lot to relieve stress, but it would be embarrassing to be overheard without knowing. 'Note to self: get carpets to hang up to dampen the sound.' There were places I could go that would be harder to be heard but leaving wasn't an option until I was better. That only left me: writing and drawing.

'Working on Fate scrolls it is!'

The flow of ink was good for my brain. It did more than help calm me; it gave me more perspective but it couldn't give me true answers. 'I wish we could just go back to how things were before that night. How am I supposed to know when I will be ready to see Sinbad again?' He isn't any of the people that hurt me, so why can't I just like him without being afraid of betrayal?

Were Sinbad's actions manipulation, or earnest? Could I trust the safety I felt around him? It was definitely a combination of how he treated me, what I knew from reading his Fate, and how familiar I was with being around those types of manipulation. But there was something strange. When I looked for signs of his manipulation in how he dealt with me, or any expected fallout, nothing came from it. In fact, everything kept ending in my favor. The cycle I was expecting was coming from me, not Sinbad. The waves swirled as I finally let myself think about it.

What was he actually going to say when I cut him off? Even if it was what I thought, would I be able to believe him? Even if I didn't have relationship trauma I don't think I could trust him romantically after reading his Fate. He claimed he wasn't playing the flirting game, but that could have been manipulation. Was it my heart or pride that would be hurt more if he was lying? I couldn't tell yet.

I was lonely. Both in general, and in this world. There was no one that knew me here. And I was too scared to trust the person getting closest to my heart. Even though I didn't want to be seen like this, I didn't actually want to be alone; I just couldn't shake the fear of rejection or punishment I thought was inevitable. I left my windows open just in case. ---

~POV Sinbad~ The King sat on the edge of Mori's bed. He had been unable to visit the first time she was sick. Now that he understood his own feelings he couldn't stay away unless he was on the other side of the world. The only reason he didn't visit the first day was because he knew she needed space away from him. The waves had been trying to guide him here for a while though. Who was he to deny them? No one answered the door when he knocked or called out. The silence and waves worried him. The last report said her current fever was mild, but it could have spiked since then. Mori developed an extremely high fever on the ship several hours after everyone saw she was unwell. He entered without permission only to find his Beautiful Prophet was sleeping peacefully. He had gotten to see her; that would have to be enough. Mori turned her head in her sleep and her bangs fell onto her eye lashes. Sinbad leaned over to move her hair out of the way. He tried to keep his touch light to not wake her, but her eyes fluttered open. Unfocused eyes watched him. "Sin..?" The sound of their voice was a relief. It didn't sound strained at all, only weak from sleep.

"How are you feeling?" They weren't anywhere near as bad as last time. "~*yawn* Better now that I'm awake." "Oh? Did you have a bad dream?" They watched him as what he asked slowly processed in their newly conscious state. "Yeah, I did. Thank you for waking me." "Anytime." Sinbad returned their weak smile with his own. "I guess that's why it wasn't just my waves leading me here." He hesitated. "Mori, what do you think about moving into the Purple Leo Tower? It will be easier to care for you when you get sick. You'll be safer there. And your waves could reach me faster." The same fear from the other night started seeping into their expression. "I'm fine here." But he wasn't fine. "Besides, it will be harder when I have to move out of the Palace." For a moment he forgot how to breathe. "Why would you have to move out?" Why would she ever think she had to leave?? "Would you really be okay with me staying after my visions run out?" The King couldn't stop his hand from reaching to caress their cheek, but he was able to hold back from making contact. "Of course." Mori's brow creased farther and they glanced at his hand. "What about after I share all the knowledge I have from my world? I wasn't an engineer. I only know the basics." Sinbad's heart dropped. From the beginning Mori had been marketing herself as a resource, and he had only ever responded positively. Yet another way he'd messed up without even realizing it. "Of course, I'll still want you by my side." The more he was able to peer into Mori's heart the more worried he got. "You are a person, not a resource. You do know that, don't you?" Mori closed their eyes and leaned their head towards his hand; he took that as permission. Their cheek didn't feel feverish. They spoke flatly about their emotions like they did the night of the Announcement. "I know that logically, but I struggle with knowing how to act if I'm not helping someone." They brought a hand up to his. "I really do like helping people, but sometimes it feels like that's all I am. It's what I had to do to survive since I was little." Ah. He could understand that thought process. Sinbad had been a caregiver for his mother and village from a very young age, and went straight from that to king's candidate. There was very little time in his life when he wasn't working towards helping someone. Drinking, and philandering became his break from that -although he would hopefully be narrowing that last point to one person soon. "You seemed to do just fine at the festival." So fine that he couldn't deny his feelings anymore. "Huh? -Oh. Yeah. I guess I did." Her expression softened into a genuine smile. "It was probably going around the festival that got me sick though." It was mainly stress according to the doctors' report. Mori closed her eyes with a yawn. "I'll have to keep more distance between me and the citizens next time. I didn't realize I was so interesting." "You're incredibly interesting." They let out a quiet chuckle. "If you say so." Sinbad watched and felt as they turned their face into his palm, and sighed. Mori relaxed more into his hand with each breath as if his scent and touch were comforting. It bubbled up desires he knew he shouldn't act upon with a sick or unconscious person and yet he couldn't make himself leave either. He took a moment to ground himself but it did little good. He couldn't bring himself to leave until after Mori let go of his hand. To think another person would have this much power over him. "You really are amazing." There was absolutely no way he'd ever allow anyone else to see this side of them. Mori would be moved to the Purple Leo Tower in time, and would just have to learn through experience that he had no intentions of letting them go. ---

~POV Mori~ I woke up to the Great Bell the next morning. Sinbad being here was not a dream. I had just been too groggy to question the situation. What was the point of staying home, if he was going to visit me in person?

On the plus side, seeing Sinbad while I wasn't stuck in my trauma brain helped break the cycle of questions. Sinbad might be stubborn but through his whole life he is shown being someone fully willing to change his mind when given enough information. At this point in the story he is someone with conviction who says his truth directly -even if he often speaks in a manipulative way. So when he said he's chosen a new path, he meant it -even if I don't know what that means yet. And when he is shown seducing women, the idea of moving any of them into the Purple Leo Tower would never be considered, let alone offered -even in private. And yet he offered that to me.

Sinbad was changing and I'd never be able to accept how if I stayed cooped up in my room. To understand myself, and Sinbad I needed to spend more time around him. My rest was over. I didn't need to jump all the way in at once. I'd see him at the morning Assemblies, swap pleasantries, and part ways until the next day. 'Slow and steady.' --- ~POV Sinbad~ Was this how Hina and Drakon felt when they looked at their wives before they got together? Just seeing Mori enter the halls of the White Capricorn Tower made his heart swell. And hearing their voice? Well, he was starting to understand why Ja'far had been so upset with him since they returned from Balbadd. Even seeing Mori dressed androgynously didn't shake his feelings -though it was a bit jarring after how they dressed for the Announcement. It just cemented that what he felt wasn't simply based on how Mori presented. They were undeniably the most beautiful person in the world to him now.

After going through more options than necessary, the first thing the Dungeon Capturer managed to say to Mori was, "I'm happy to see you're feeling better."

"Yes. And thank you for visiting me while I was resting." Mori's smile made him feel at peace. Seeing them up close confirmed that they cut their bangs some. "But never enter my room without explicit permission again." Their sharper tone pierced him repeatedly with each sentence. "That includes the bird by the way. If my curtains are closed or I don't answer the door: don't enter my room."

He wore a smile to ease their anger. "Of course. It won't happen again."

Even as Mori accepted his response and left, the King couldn't get his heart to stop racing. Why did there have to be so many large risks of ruining his chances when he already knew she liked him from reading his Fate?

--- ~POV Mori~

As soon as the Assembly was over, I fled to the Black Libra Tower. 'He said he was happy I was better! AND he didn't say anything about about my change of gender expression!' Sinbad said all of two words directly to me and I started short circuiting. I remembered that he offered to move me to his tower -the one he sleeps in???- and immediately went on the defensive. I was not as ready as I thought!! I was going to need my favorite hyperfixation to survive the rollercoaster I was trapped on. And if it didn't exits yet, then I was going to reinvent it myself! It would be relatively easy to make a printing press since this fanfic was in English instead of whichever Arabic language was the region's canonical one, or Japanese like the series was originated in. Both require significantly more characters than English, and some kanji can be too intricate to make with this world's current level of technology. Speaking of which, this world had stamps and seals so this next level of printing shouldn't be too crazy of a change. I took some print making classes in high school and college, so I got to use a few different scale printing presses. I knew enough to draft prototypes. I excelled at typography in college too -so well that the department head signed off on me skipping a few courses so I could get to the high level stuff faster. The typography was digital, but I still learned enough to draft prototypes of stamps and such. ('A shame I couldn't afford higher than an Associates Degrees.) Since I was working on a table in the middle of one of the libraries, people came up to ask me about what I was doing. I gave a brief summary to the latest onlooker, before I pointed to the examples I was drafting. "I see." His voice was familiar but I was too focused to register it. The person moved around the table to read the part I had finished this morning. He made a few sounds of recognition as he read. "Won't spelling out each word every time be a hassle?" "Well, yeah. It's better to have most words premade. And full lines of text can be fused together to make reprinting more issues easier and faster." He pointed to a spot on the parchment. "Ah- that's what this part is then." My eyes were drawn to the glint of his rings. Every cell in my body remade itself as my brain finally acknowledged who was talking to me. "That is convenient." Sinbad's voice was unmistakable now that I was paying attention. I prayed to every God I knew of that my emotions didn't show in my actions or voice. "This might be a new technology here, but you won't have to completely reinvent the wheel thanks to my 'visions.'" I had to focus on my breathing to keep my heart rate down. I was able to keep the conversation moving, but I wasn't sure I would remember it well. I was more focused on not looking like an idiot. We had exchanged greetings at the morning assembly but this was the first time I was talking to him fully sober in days. His polite gestures and this conversation made my heart swell, but he wasn't flirting; he was just existing while being attractive. 'Why did I have to start thinking it could be mutual??? I can't even enjoy it like this!' If anything starts there's going to be an end.

--- ~POV Sinbad~ Sinbad didn't have a 'real' reason for visiting Mori in Black Libra Tower on their first day back, but, as King, there was no one who would question him. Although, Ja'far would come to get him if he's away from his responsibilities for too long. He arrived a bit after lunch to find Mori sitting at a table in the middle of the library where anyone could and did come talk to them. The proof being that they didn't beat an eye at his questions. In fact, it sounded like they had explained about this stamp system multiple times. Mori needed their own office in the tower. He'd make sure they got one asap. As interesting as this new technology was, Sinbad kept finding himself staring at his Beautiful Prophet more. It was hard enough to focus at his own desk -let alone when Mori was right in front of him. Sinbad had heard that acknowledging the feeling makes it stronger, but he wasn't expecting this. Mori tensed for a moment before scooting their chair away from him. He had been leaning closer to them without realizing, and they moved away. How was this the same person that fell asleep holding his hand the previous day? Were they just too tired back then to remember what was going on? Did they think it was a dream? He definitely shouldn't flirt with them while they were this uncomfortable to be around him. Would they even be willing to hold his arm while they walked together? He didn't think so. Sinbad took a moment to ground. Even if Mori had turned into a feral cat or wild rabbit around him, the way they watched him when they thought he wasn't looking was a sign that they wouldn't mind being tamed by him. They had enjoyed his company before; he just needed to remind them of that. The only question was if he could regain Mori's trust before he had to leave for the Kou Empire.

((OMGOSH I did not expect this to take this long. At least a month of that gap was from back-to-back illness too, so it took even longer. My digestive track turned off for 24 hours and took 48 to fully come back online. While I was in recovery I caught a really bad upper raspatory infection that gave me a 103F fever for a week. So of course my period hit me like a freight train a week later. Somehow I was ill the weeks around the holidays and not on them, but it was a still a super rough couple of weeks. I'm better now :D which is why I was able to have the energy to write.

I processed a lot of my emotions while working on these chapters. They're all things I already knew, but consolidating them like this helped me see more of the places they were affecting me, and cement in my head that it is okay to move forward. :D

This arc is 3 chapters long including this one. Since I do have the next 2 written already, I just need to refine them and make the art, so there shouldn't be as long as a break for the next chapter. Like this chapter, they will have scenes of Mori processing their emotions. I needed a lot of time to edit them down a ton since there's obviously things I don't intend to post on the internet, and I want the story to feel good to read chapter to chapter. I've already got the next arc started too. It's a lot of character confrontations that became discarded drafts of earlier arcs, but definitely need to happen now. Since I have those drafts as a basis, I hope to get that arc ready before I finish posting this one. I have another DeadEnd chapter to post, and a few one shots I almost have ready. I've been posting wips and art for for them on patreon, but I won't be posting them here until I have full chapters ready U-U))

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The Story Behind Shizuke and Fashion

I am a sucker for clothes telling a story so my OCs end up changing clothes a lot across my MLB au. Most only have subtle changes like Blair's palette favoring more orange as time goes by or Natalia changes her hair style a lot after getting dumped until she settles on a ponytail... But it's Shizuke who actually has the most drastic shifts as a whole.

Punk Goth Era

Here's something I've been flipflopping over but... What if Shizuke had a punk goth era? Shizuke, the glasses guy who's always dressed like a prep and is the poster child for the Asian nerd stereotype (except not really he ain't book smart enough for that)? He used to wear matching outfits with his delinquent friend Fiona. Their friendship isn't actually that odd.

This isn't just for the fun gap moe contrast or because I really liked dressing reverse!Shizuke as this edgy looking guy in a leather jacket post-quitting the Supreme. I think it can strengthen Shizuke's character and how much he keeps changing to adapt and to be what he feels he needs to be. I happen to like it when clothes can convey something about a character.

It also highlights his dynamic with Fiona. She is his first real friend since he moved to Helios. The one who chases out the bullies, his protector, the toughest person Shizuke knew. The one who didn't turn their back on him when he needed help.

Over the years though, what used to be reassuring became kind of a point of insecurity for Shizuke. He's the wuss hiding under her wing. He doesn't want to depend on her forever. He wants to get stronger. That's why he took up Judo. That's also why he tried to dress like a punk - dress like Fiona.

Fiona was the one who supported him in his efforts, went with him through every martial arts club til he found his niche, and even helped him pick out clothes to look more intimidating. He even knows how to do makeup and paint nails. It has her written all over it.

Preppy Nerd

His main outfit and the one most people are familiar with, in and out universe. The thing that made him switch to nerd clothes is because one day, his parents could no longer afford to keep him in his school. It was one of those highly reputable ones full of scholarship kids and rich kids who bought their way in. As I've said, Shizuke isn't very book smart, so the only way in was for his parents to pay tuition. They only went for it thinking they weren't gonna stay for more than three years in Helios City, might as well get their kid into a good prestigious school that'll look great on his records even with his B-C average. Anyway stuff happened, his parents decided they're gonna have to go back home to Japan and Shizuke can continue his studies there.

Keagan wasn't having it so he pulled strings to get him into his mayor father's scholarship program - who was only willing to do so because despite his academic records not passing his requirements, Shizuke's his son's more responsible friend who at least messages him to reassure him they're safe and where they are whenever his son decides to sneak out, so Mr. Aurelio would rather Shizuke sticks around.

Shizuke is once again on the receiving end of help from his friends. Feeling like he might taint Keagan and his family's reputation for this special treatment, he changes one again. He has to at least look like he earned his way in so he replaced his punk goth clothes with something more "appropriate". The red tie and maroon pants he wears aren't just a reference to Ladybug, they were first a reference to Keagan and his family's signature color, red - which funny enough, loops back to Ladybug cause they're like, showing nationalist pride in their red hued island city made from a ginormous Lucky Charm.

This is made worse by the time Scorched Origins rolls in. He is Ladybug now. And Keagan was the first akuma who was and still is deeply affected by the event. All that red, it's no longer just about the Aurelio's scholarship, it's about his duty to Keagan and the rest of the city. He has to be at his best as he fills the large shoes Ladybug wore. He has to seem more put together, more mature, not a thread out of place and not a wrinkle to be seen. His outfit gets more uptight the worse he feels this.

Dressing for Others

The nerd outfit ties into Keagan the way his old punk clothes ties to Fiona.

There were whispers of envy that came with this though.

“Take off your rose-tinted glasses and see past that ‘nice guy’ façade, Blair! I’m telling you, that guy’s nothing but a social climber who uses everyone around him then dumps them once they’ve stopped being useful!”

“Just look at the people he surrounds himself with! He’s clearly using them for his own gain!”

“Keagan got him a recommendation into the scholarship program. Perks of being the friend of the mayor’s son, didn’t have to fight tooth and nail for a spot here like the rest of us,” Natalia growled, jealousy rolling off her in waves.

“Fiona, the little monster, has gotten into a lot of fights with a lot of other delinquents over the years and has never lost. With her by his side, no one would dare bully him.”

Here's some quotes from Natalia from the Bully Hunter episode as she summarizes Shizuke's rep from the side of the school that doesn't like him or are distant from him. She even nails the thing that bothers Shizuke the most about their friendship:

“But what do they get out of him? Nothing! He’s not even there for them when they need him the most!”

Shizuke's motivation across the main story goes all the way back to his friends helping him out and wanting to pay them back. It's why when asked at point blank on his debut on what motivates him, he searched around the crowd and looked at his friends whole saying he wants everyone to be safe. He wants them to be safe.

It's for them he goes through with being Ladybug even though he feels he is unworthy of it. It's only as Ladybug he's strong enough to be the one protecting them just as they had always protected him.

And just like his nerdy getup and his former punk phase, he wears the Ladybug suit for someone else.

When Will He Dress for Himself?

It'll be the day he can fully accept himself for himself.

The final style for him should still have little elements of both styles but is over all a lot less strict with sticking to a specific style. He's finally wearing the Ladybug earrings on his ears. The main piece is a varsity jacket, a symbol of his greatest achievement in his civilian life where he finally earns his own scholarship through the Judo club by getting into their competitive team.

The first step though is to truly understand he is good enough.

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Ch. 1

January 19th, 1992

A/N: This mf long. But I hope y'all enjoy ❤️

Leilani's pov

Today is the day of the Vmas. We were opening for Boys || Men, and I was so fucking nervous. After checking on my manager Rome, he's my cousin, to see If everything was good and done. As I was putting on lotion, there was a knock on my door. I already knew who it was, me and my sisters, had to go practice/soundcheck one last time before our performance tonight.

"Hold on, y'all!" I yelled towards the door, but they kept knocking. Which I knew was Mo because don’t nobody do that but her, aggy self.

"I SAID HOLD ON! DAMN!" I yelled, louder this time, and it stopped with her laughing, like that was the funniest shit on the planet. After I finished rubbing the lotion on my legs, I wrapped my bath robe around myself and went to open the door. As I opened the door, Mo mean mugged me as Carrie stared at me blankly like I was wasting they time. Mo jerked her head to the side and smacked her teeth, "Mmcht, move out the way, guh." She said, walking past me. I rolled my eyes, and Riri walked past me, sitting down on my bed.

"Don't be looking at me like that! I know yo ass heard me say I WAS COMING! Dumbass Pickney!" I said, walking into my closet. Mo smacked her lips again, "Yo short ass should have been ready. Yuh a guh tuh mek us fucking late! Damn midget!" She yelled, taking my candy from out my bag. I came from out my closet looking at her crazy, "MI? YUH DA ONE ALWAYS FUCKIN LATE! Ramp wid yuh mammy!" I said, and walked back into the closet to put my clothes on. "WE GOT THE SAME MOM, HOE!" She yelled.

I laughed and slid my bra and shirt on, "No, we don't. Ya adopted." I came out of the closet, put on my jewelry, and started doing my hair. "Mo, shut ya mouth! And, Lei, hurry up so we can go, DAYUM! Gotta fucking parent the both of y'all." She yelled, and walked out the room.

I grabbed my things and walked towards the door. "Ight, let's roll, aggy."

She burst out laughing, "guh, bye! You be the main one getting on someone nerves. Sounding like somebody, Mama." She said as we walked down the steps and towards the kitchen where Riri was.

"I am the mama! You and Riri, the two ain't shit ass daddies that don't pay child support." I said, pointing to our two dogs jumping up and down because I was about to feed them. Riri scrunched her face and walked towards the refrigerator, grabbing water. "Yeah, well, this daddy is paying all the bills in this MF!" She said, drinking the water, leaning on the counter.

I rolled my eyes and went to put the dog food up and walked to the sink to wash my hands. "Excuse, you BITCH! But we all pay bills to live in this MF. Wah di fuck yuh chatting about?" Mo asked, Riri. I grabbed my coat from off the island chair, leaving out the kitchen, "Yeah, well the both of y'all eat us out of house and home, fast metabolism heffas! Bring ya asses!" I yelled, walking out the front door, towards the garage.

I put my stuff in the trunk and got in the back seat, and waited for them. Riri got in the driver's side while Mo in the passenger, "How you gon be the first one to walk out, and not drive?" Riri asked me. I waved her off and looked out the window. She started the car and pulled out the driveway, "probably, because her ass can't reach the peddles." Mo said, laughing.

I chuckled and stucked my middle finger at her, "Tap ya noise!" I said, laughing.

-Time Skip-

Delante's pov

"De, can you come get these niggas, please?" Dale said, walking into my room. We staying in the hotel for the Vmas, we've been nominated.

"What they doing?" I asked, laying my clothes out on the bed.

"Them MFS keep messing with me." He yelled, pointing out the door.

"Like what, Dale? Y'all always doing sum shit!" I said, grabbing my drink, drinking from it.

"I was going to the bathroom, and Jojo hungry hippo ass grabbed me by my neck, while K-ci paper clip body built ass threw a mfing bag over my head and pushed me in the bathroom and closed the bathroom and fucking ran. I know jojo's big ass bout put a dent in the fucking floor." I looked at Dale then at K-ci and Jojo standing in the hallway, and busted out fucking laughing.

"FUCK Y'ALL LAUGHING AT!? AIN'T SHIT FUNNY!" He said, standing up.

"Man y'all get the fuck out of here!" I said, bending over laughing.

"That shit not funny. Y'all niggas swear y'all on Comedy Jam. I could have hit my head or sum shit, and y'all sitting here laughing." He said, walking out the room, "Y'all sum clown ass niggas!" He yelled, from down the hall.

I sat up, trying to control my breathing, holding my stomach, from laughing so hard. "Fuck I do? That was dem niggas." I yelled, finishing the rest of my drink off.

"Man, whatever, forget that soft ass nigga. Always gotta exaggerate shit. We need to get ready any ways." K-ci said.

"Man, Dale, why you got us out here wearing this wack ass shit. Got us niggas looking like Barney." I said, scrunching up my face at how ugly these hoes looked.

"Mmcht, man, come on, they don't look bad. Be a good big bro, please?" He begged me.

"Man, ight. But you owe me for next time. Now y'all get the fuck out so i can get ready!" I said.

We all got ready and met each other downstairs in the lobby. When we arrived at the Vmas, we automatically got bombarded with flashing lights and cameras and fans of different celebrities. We took some group photos and answered a lot of questions about our upcoming album. I mainly just let Dale and k-ci talk because I and I don't do much talking.

We walked inside, and I saw many people I worked with and did music for. Apparently, the same group that got interviewed with us on VideoSoul is opening for Boys || Men. They did so well that their voices were so powerful. The dark skinned one, Leilani, was fine as fuck. She had a pretty ass smile, little waist, big ass and thick thighs. Her sisters were a lighter brown color and were slim thick, they were fine too, but the one in the middle, stood out to me the most.

We sat down in the seats and waited for them to start. I honestly didn't want to be here, we get nominated and never fucking win. I honestly think it's because we push the envelope and never follow rules, but they wanna give it to niggas like Boys || Men. They good but we're better and I stand on that shit. I took a puff of my cigar leaning back into the seat.

The music came on, and the announcer walked across the stage.

"Wassup, y'all, how y'all feeling? This year's MTV VMAs celebrate the biggest music videos and artists. From hot new artists to popular nominated artists, stick around to see who's going to be honored with the Video Vanguard Award." He said.

"But, first, I want y'all to put your hands together for the hottest new group, LMC!" He yelled.

The lights went down, and we heard slow beating music.

"I'm out that B-town, coming, coming down

I'm coming down dripping candy on the ground

B, B-town, town, I'm coming down

Coming down dripping candy on the ground"

Her voice was so alluring.

"I know when you were little girls

You dreamt of being in my world

Don't forget it, don't forget it

Respect that, bow down bitches

I took some time to live my life

But don't think I'm just his little wife

Don't get it twisted, get it twisted

This my shit, bow down bitches"

There she stood, Leilani, at the very top of the rows. And walked down slowly with band members behind her.

"Rolling high, leather and wood

Keep it trill, that's what good

Kiss my momma, show that love

Pop them bottles in that club

I heard your boo was talking lip

I told my crew, to smack that trick

Smack that trick, smack that trick

Guess what they did, smack that trick

Gold everything, gold ass chain

Gold ass rings, gold ass fangs

You can see me stunt when you turn on ya screen

You can see me stunt when you turn on ya screen

I'm bigger than life, my name in the lights

I'm the number one chick, ain't need no hype

The capital L means, I'm 'bout that life

The capital M means, I'm 'bout that life

The capital C means, we 'bout that life"

Dale elbowed me, staring at Monae, rapping coming down another aisle, walking onto the stage with her sisters with the band dancing, playing behind them. The lights quickly went low again, and the song changed. When they came back on, there were dancers in yellow outfits, including Leilani and her sisters. "DAMN SHE LOOKED FINE!" I said to myself.

"DRUNK IN LOVE, WE BE ALL NIGHT! SING IT!" The crowd was jumping, it was hype up in this bitch.

"WE BE ALL NIGHT!"

"SING IT!"

"VMAS! I NEED Y'ALL GET OUT YO MFING SEATS!" they screamed.

"RIDING WITH MY SURFBOARD! SURFBOARD! SURFBOARD! GRINDING ON DAT WOOD! GRINDING, GRINDING ON DAT WOOD! I'M SWERVING ON DAT, S-SWERVING ON DIS BIG BODY, BEEN SERVING ALL THIS SWERVE, SURFING ALL IN THIS GOOD GOOD."

I felt myself cheesing like fuck watching all this happen, it's like I was fucking mesmerized.

"AHHHHHHHHHH YOUUUUUUUUUUU!"

the crowd was swaying from left to right, right along with them. Jumping up and down all kinds of shit. It was popping off up in here.

"I SWAG, I SURF! I SWAG, I SURF! I SWAG, I SURF!"

Leilani got off the stage and in the middle of the rows.

"SURFBOARD, SURFBOARD, GRINDING ON DAT WOOD, GRINDING, GRINDING ON DAT WOOD! I'M SWERVING ON DAT, S-SWERVING ON HIS GOOD GOOD!"

She started dancing in the crowd with the dancers.

"TO THE LEFT, TO THE LEFT! EVERYTHING YOU OWN IN THE BOX TO THE LEFT! SING IT!

TO THE LEFT, TO THE LEFT! EVERYTHING YOU OWN IN THE BOX TO THE LEFT! LOUDER!"

"SAY, IMMA A DIVA!"

And the women in the crowd repeated.

"IMMA A DIVA"

"SAY, IMMA A DIVA! SING IT!"

"IMMA A DIVA! LOUDER!"

"IMMA A DIVA, CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"IMMA A DIVA!"

"COME ON!"

They broke out in steps and were singing the words over.

"VMAS! PUT YO HANDS IN THE FUCKING AIR!" Carrie yelled.

"AND WE BE ALL NIGHT!"

They said one more time before posing in formation.

Everyone in the crowd was standing and clapping giving them a standing ovation. They gave love to the crowd, then walked backstage.

"Y'ALL, SHOW SOME LOVE FOR, LMC!" The announcer yelled to the crowd. I sat back down and lit my cigar. This just gave more than enough reason to talk to Leilani. I gotta have her.

[not-goldy]

So according to you, Jimin worked hard on his albums because he has "bills to pay"? Lol.

And you keep pasting the same ss, like as if all members haven't said the same, including Jungkook.

Btw, since you take Jm's every word seriously, you should take him seriously when he calls Jungkook brother as well.

Bills and expensive gifts to buy for his boyfriend

Expensive lotions for his hand booty

And for all the support he doesn't get from hybe one would hope he has to work off his ass to support the solo career you are desperate for him to have.

You gonna hop and skip over me and the other Anons incessantly saying Jimin works hard because he is just the type of guy to give his all because he respects himself and respects his craft into this red herring strawman cos you ain't got nothing to contribute to the discussion.

Zip it

2. If all the members have said the same thing does it invalidate Jimin's own choices??? Isn't he a grown ass adult who makes decisions for himself??? The Tuktukkers in you is so strong look at the shit you saying?? Is Jimin a child??

Why can't he want to be part of a group after careful deliberation thought consideration and coming INDEPENDENTLY to a conclusion

Can yall leave the infantilization of Jimin in 2009 when he was an infant???

Can he be an adult for once making adult decisions??

We can go back and forth all we want but come 2025 he's gone go ahead and join 6 other boys and they are going to be A GROUP AGAIN.

When he's ready for a solo career I will let you know. Apparently I get him more than yall do.

Yall thought you were gonna be permanent part of the Fandom well your rent is up

Also if you want to delve into why everyone of the members decided they want back as BTS let me know I'll share their therapy notes with you but common sense should be they took independent decisions and made a choice. Learn to live it with as soon as you puck yourself off the floor