#Also this is a fact my mom didn't know till just now when I told her

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

Hi could u write max x sunshine desi reader where she is his teammate and everyone (all drivers and team principles)adores her and she is known for wearing saris to events and award ceremonies and max and her having a grumpy x sunshine trope

Also like pr games for insta or smthing where he pronounce hindi words or muhavare and its cutee and fans love them!!!!!

I loved superstitions!!!!

Swear Words ✧˚ · .

Summary: Based on the anon's request!

⟿ mv x desi!reader ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

⟿ fluff ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

masterlist ☾☼

max was not grumpy. he was fun, and he was slightly unhinged, but he was not grumpy. though, in comparison to his teammate, y/n, everyone else seemed grumpy. she was quiet literally sunshine embodiment.

the two had been teammates for two seasons now, and everyone loved her. as they should. secretly, max also loved her. he would never say it out loud, though.

his favourite thing about her was the way she dressed up for any and all non-race event. she was always in a kurta or a sari. max had not known what her attire was called till he heard her talking about it once to charles' girlfriend. he could have done the sensible thing and just asked her himself, but finding out the way that he had done was easier.

max and y/n's relationship had really changed from teammates to more after max had attempted to anonymously gift her a sari for an event. y/n had looked radiant, max was speechless, and the rest was history for them.

it was during one of the PR events where max had gotten unhinged again and cursed a few times. the managers were furious, but she could tell that he didn't really give a fuck. to save him from future scoldings, y/n had come up with a plan that she really thought could save him.

"max," she called out.

"yes, my love,"

"i'm going to save you from future pr nightmares," she said confidently.

max laughed, "right, okay. how are you going to do that?"

"you're always getting in trouble for saying swear words on live tv. what if you say them in a language people don't understand?" there was a glint in her eyes that told max that she was going to be trouble. but, he loved her for it.

"how are we going to do that?"

"baby, i come from a country where we have a wide range of swear words. we've got different categories too."

max laughed. he did that more around her. he would never let anyone from the outside world see or know that.

"i'm serious! we've got swear words for moms, sisters, animals, body organs, animal body organs. you name it, and we probably have it!" y/n insisted.

"okay, okay, i believe you. teach me some of the words, and i'll see if it works for me,"

y/n clapped her hands in excitement, and began going through her list, explaining their meaning.

max had never been more in love.

a few months later, when the desi f1 fans caught what was happening, they made a compilation video. it consisted of every hindi swear word that max had said in interviews and such, with y/n laughing in the corner, and the interviewer being absolutely clueless on what was being said. the video had compiled all of those moments with the least to worst swear words, purposely not adding the meanings to keep the rest of the world confused.

it was a long time before anyone else, especially the red bull pr managers caught on, and only then did y/n get yelled at for the first time by them.

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this is the first max verstappen imagine I've written! idk if this is what you wanted, anon, but honestly, I couldn't see max saying muhavre and stuff, but I could see him saying a lot of curse words in hindi, so I went with that! also, I love the fact that when I went on Pinterest to look for pictures of max, almost every picture was of him smiling or laughing. i've also got a link for my taglist and requests that you can find here!

[lebensmudewing]

Men don't care about the facts

I once met a die hard misogynist who also hated men

He refused to date women and made a lot of efforst to not have any kind of relationship with them. To talk to him I had to wait two weeks since he was doing a vow of silence to not talk to any women.

He told me he left an english academia, because a woman started to talk to him and trying to hang out with him. Of course, I don't talk to him anymore.

He was and as far as I know still is, a genuine MGTOW. He just left women alone and minded his business. But he wasn't a high IQ successful six figures as MGTOW swear all men can become if they stop dating women. He usually drove while drunk, didn't had a career or a real job, lived with mom and dad and had a family completely progressive and contrary to his values. He also used to bet.

His misogyny was rampant, inflammatory and sophisticated. But he also seemed to hate men. He had a huge prejudice against men, he said that they are predatory, inherently selfish and violent.

But there was a major difference, he also believed that men are superior, that men are smarter, more beautiful, with mind and soul. So every bad characteristic had to be forgiven, while women had to be tightly controlled and punished.

And he acted accordingly, when I showed him a clip of a woman being harassed, it was her fault. If the woman rejected the man and the man exploded violently, it was her fault for not rejecting him nicely. If the woman tried to be polite and still molested, it was her fault for not being more clear.

He was aware of the constant damned if you do, damned if you don't rethoric and didn't have a problem with it. It was part of the principles, because women had to be punished and put on their place. Logic and fairness were not a problem for him, in fact, I believe that for him women had to endure the mistreatment since they were inferior.

Nowadays, everytime I see men talking about women online I see that man talking. It's always the same, doesn't matter who say it, with what words, the nuances of it. It all comes from the same place and it's the same game. Logic doesn't matter, facts don't matter, fairness doesn't matter.

I feel frustated everytime I see women online trying to educate men and respond to them. I understand the importance of counteract male bullshit stories, but everything seems to operate from men's frame. It's us responding to them, instead of them trying to convince us.

For example, the idea that men are entitled to fuck around a lot of women and demand a virgin bride. Everyone ask, well if all women have to remain virgin till marriage, with whom those men will have sex? And I can't help but feel that this is a loser move.

Men don't care about the maths, they care about what benefits them. If when young they feel like fucking around and then later they feel like settling and don't find the promised virgin wife, then it's not "my behavior was wrong" or "I have contributed to the problem", is a "women are the problem and society has to fix it for me". They are not thinking long term, they think it what they want now.

It is not a lack of math what makes them think this way, for them the pieces of the puzzle are fitting perfectly. Women have to gatekeep, be submissive, not think in their own desires and try to please them. They have a whole fantasy around being a kind of predator or a seductor who has conquered the virgin innocent women and has corrupted her, making her impure and damaged. They want to spend their lifes doing that and then settle with women who could not be conquered before.

Their whole self steem and validation relies on that. If a woman wants it and seek it, then they are not worth as much, since they don't have to put any effort or force. It's cheap and easy. If a woman has been with others before, then he is below those men.

It's perfectly logical for them, actually. When they become fathers, they still see themselves as part of the puzzle. Men who want to conquer his daughter have to conquer him too.

Of course, this take doesn't apply to all men perfectly, but all of them have a version of this idea. It seems inherent to men. Men who are succesful with women are sexist but benevolent and men who are not are hostile and misogynistic. Men who are good with women are good because they are getting validation from them, not because they are moral deconstructed people with strong feminist values.

They can't think of women as people by default, their view on them is conditioned on how they see themselves and what they have obtained from women. Their narratives and ideas stem from this, they don't respond to any external logic, their internal clock is right everytime of the year and your facts and math can't and won't change that.

It is said that if women would start act differently, men will act accordingly. I see more truth on it, but it won't solve everything. Not only because of the male allies, but because men will still act whitin their frame. If all women start to reject men, an unknown number of men will act from their entitlement and could literally kill us before seeking inside or listening to women about what they actually want. If women start to set the standard high and only reproduce with decent men, a lot of men will be excluded and will protest and sabotage.

Their firmware remains the same, they are superior, they worth more, they are entitled to you, you owe them something. It's not possible to reason a man out of that, so stop trying wasting your time and mental health on it. If they wanted to reach out, they would and they don't.

[sliipppy]

Self Indulgent Young Justice/Teen Titans 2003 Relationship and Sexuality Headcanons

Cassie and Kon convince themselves they like each other in Young Justice because they're both gay and closeted. They do love each other, but not romantically. They confuse that for attraction. Plus, I think Cassie is a lesbian stereotype, and Kon is like a gay man stereotype, so it makes sense that the two would go for each other. When they finally get together, they don't kiss because they tell their friends its cause "they both wanna take things slow". Sometimes they'll hold hands (scandalous)

Meanwhile, Cassie is like madly in love with Cissie but doesn't realize it because that's just how best friends are. Plus, she has the whole 'crush on Kon' thing going. I know everyone and their mom loves TimKon, and don't get me wrong, so do I! But in Young Justice, Tim and Kon are constantly butting heads. I don't think Kon starts liking Tim like that until the end of young justice, and he starts to like REALLY like him during Teen Titans.

Cissie and Anita kissed once at a sleepover but never told anyone. Young Justice for Cissie is like a crush fest. She's a bisexual icon, and she's had a crush on every single member of the team at some point (but her most serious ones were Cassie and Anita). She kissed Tim on the cheek in that one panel. She had a crush on Kon in the beginning, and I like to think she had a small crush in Bart but got over it pretty fast, because I've always saw Bart and Cissie as like brother and sister kinda lol (I always think of the panel where she comforts him about Max during the intergalactic baseball arc.)

Cissie can't decide whether she likes Anita or Cassie more and she also can't really come to terms with the fact that she might like girls.

Anita was basically always solid in the fact that she's bisexual. While the kiss with Cissie definitely awakened something in Cissie, Anita was like, "That was nice, but I think we're better as friends." She dates Slobo but doesn't really like him like him, but she thinks he's endearing, so the two are just a generic silly freshman year couple. Yeah, they won't last, but it's cute while it lasts, and they'll be friends when it ends. Anita's dad is super chill and had some "if you're gay I'll till love you the same." talk with her after he saw her concerning obsession with Diana Ross.

Greta hated Stephanie at first because she had a one-sided crush on Tim and was jealous of Stephanie because of it, but she gets over it and develops a crush on Stephanie. (This is canon, trust me. This is my craziest pair, I think, but trust me on one-sided GretaSteph)

Teen Titans era – later teens, Cassie and Kon are on and off dating. Kon and Tim start to get closer. They like eachother. It's so obvious to everyone else. Kory and Donna think it's cute. Cassie meanwhile, still madly in love with Cissie, beings her toxic doomed yuri arc with Rose Wilson. Rose is her official gay awakening. Her and Rose have the most tragic situationship of all time for like a year.

Okay skip forward to the sadness. Kon dies, leaving Cassie and Tim more confused and sad then ever. Cassie loved Kon, really loved Kon, but not in that way, which makes her feel even more guilty about his death because she felt that she was lying to him while he was alive and she still didn't understand her feelings. Tim on the other hand is going FUCKING crazy. He just lost Steph, then his dad, and now Kon and he's not understand ANYTHINGGG!!! Bro tries to clone Kon and when Cassies like "bro what the hell are you doing?!" It causes like this falling out between the two despite the fact that Cassie and Tim were literally bestie because they both loved Kon so much in such different ways and had all this pent up confusion...and then we get to the infamous panel where they make out while crying. In their shared grief and confusion in their own emotions they kiss. It's weird and both of them literally hate it because they literally are like siblings to eachother also she's a lesbian and Tim just lost like 3 of his actual lovers in the span of a year (Steph, Darla, and Kon) so it was weird and fucked up but they were weird and fucked up.

Skip forward, and Kon comes back to life. Everything's happy! Yay! Kon and Cassie have a heart-to-heart and breakup because they're both gay. Cassie asks Cissie out. Tim comes out as bi and dates Bernard. Kon is like, "omg I have a chance," but it is also sad because like Tim has a boyfriend that isn't him. Stephanie is like "no bro he totally likes you" Eventually, they break up. Idk why bro. (I'm not really a Bernard fan, sorry, remember the self-indulgent in the title?) and Steph convinces Kon to ask him out (I love thar after Urban Legends Stephanie and Kon are like, best friends) and BOOM timkon. Everyone is happy. Happily ever after.

And rip Greta and Anita, we haven't seen you in forever miss you queens 🙏🙏🙏

[andsoigotabutterfly]

Save Me From Her - chapter 4

Summary: Memories, and a desperate, pleading voice.

a/n: Hey, hey hey everybody! I don't know how I did it, but writer's block didn't fuck with me, so I could write this until I was in camp. Hope you enjoy! (also, yes I know it's shorter than the others. The next one will be normal length!) Also YAY! I managed to push it out today!

warnings: dark, mentions and implications of death, brutality, Canon Typical Violence and more, blood, surgery, hurt, madness, amateur writing

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The first thing you noticed was that the hospital bed was cold, and your stomach hurt like hell. The second was, you were alive. How were you alive? You were supposed to be dead. People with heart conditions like yours don't survive. Ever. The doctors were very clear about that. Not unless... No. No!

You saw Anika's figure next to you, head slumped down, chin meeting with her chest. This changed not soon after, her head falling backwards, her mouth slightly agape, revealing her teeth. Or at least the ones she had. You remembered her coming up to you with the fallen out one, smiling at you smugly, telling that the tooth fairy will finally come to her now and not you. That same day another one fell out, and then there she was without either one of her upper fore-tooth. She looked adorable as she enthusiastically told everything to your mom after she got home from work. 'Mom, where are you now?'

You didn't see anybody else in the room, quiet filling the place. Only your sister's soft snores and the beeping of your heart monitor could be heard. There was nobody in your room to tell you what happened. Not your father, neither your mother nor Anna. The last thing you remembered was passing out in the middle of a fight with Anna and your mother, an excruciating pain coursing through your chest. Then there was blackness. Black and dark, just like your room now. Dark, cold and hallow.

When you tried to sit up, the pain in your chest returned, yet this time it wasn't that unbearable. Not just unbearable, it was as if it wasn't coming from the inside. You pulled down the fabric covering the area, and saw a huge, wound suture from where it originated from. The left side of your chest looked like it was cut open just to sewn back. No, no no no no no!

Your room door opened, and you saw your father's silhouette slide in quietly. After he closed the door he looked at you and froze. His eyes had dark circles around them, and they were still glistening from something wet. His face lightened at your sight, yet you could still see his real state; broken. Shaken, broken and sad.

"Where's mom?" you asked even though your throat hurt like hell. At the flinch of his eyes you already knew the answer, his real expression returning to his face before quickly putting up his facade once again.

"She-" he couldn't even start his sentence, before his voice cracked. You shook your head, yet you didn't know what you were disagreeing with. There was nothing to argue about. There was no denying the fact that she was died. "She said she loves you dearly" he managed to say.

You broke out in tears. Every little movement caused your chest to clench in pain, but you just couldn't stop sobbing. Your father walked up to you, and wrapped his strong hands gently around you. You didn't notice, but he joined you in the crying, his tears that were held back till now, bursting out uncontrollably.

After what felt like hours of crying, you pulled back slightly. Your father cupped your cheek, and gave you a soft smile. "You were always so smart my little Lolly" he said and sniffled again.

"Wh-. Where's Anna?" you asked, voice unsteady.

He swallowed before answering. "She... She didn't take the operation well" he tried to achieve a steady voice, but failed himself in trying. "Screaming, shouting. She even attacked the doctors, trying to defend her."

"But where is she?!"

He swallowed again. "They needed to sedate her. She is still asleep in the room next door."

A laugh could be heard from the door. You both snapped your head to see who it came from and saw Annabelle standing there, her old, dirty doll in one hand, the other tucked behind her, as she leaned against the doorframe. "No... I'm not."

"Anna" your father said, and started to get up from your bed. "Come 'ere-"

"Did you love my mom?" she suddenly asked. She was acting weird, her eyes filled with something you have never seen from her before. Hatred.

"What?" your father asked. He was just as confused as you.

"Did you love my mother, Rokko?!"

You glanced to your side towards Anika. She was awake now, glancing around the room. She stood up, and went to your side. As she wrapped her arms around you, you did the same. Anna's eyes narrowed at her for a few moments before returning to your father.

"Of course I loved her what kind of question is this?"

"Then why are you trying to console her killer?" her voice was dripping with venom. Your father looked even more confused and Anika gripped you tighter for a moment, before looking questioningly at you. Your eyes widened as you realised the meaning of her words, and now you knew what you were shaking your head for.

"Don't talk to your sister like that!"

"Not only did she kill her" said Anna, chuckling before continuing, not even hearing what Rokko said. "She betrayed me. Me and Dolly both!"

"She did-" your father started, but was cut off when Anna hit him full forcedly with a metal pipe, that she was hiding behind her back until now. He slumped to the floor. Even if he made a sound whilst doing so, you were so shocked, your brain didn't register it.

"We agreed, that it would never come to this!" she was shouting now. Your heart was beating fast now, the beeping's intensity and frequency increasing rapidly. Instantly you stood up, ignoring the pain and shoving Anika behind you.

Y/N!

"We!" she screamed as she gestured between you and her. "Agreed that we would figure something out! Something so we could be happy! Together!"

"Anna put the doll down" you said trying to keep a calm voice. Your parents told you about Dolly. She was Anna's doll before they took her in, which was driving her insane. At least that's they said.

She laughed at you, her pupils blown wide. Her brow, long hair was messy as it fell into her face. The hospital robe she had on had a few drops of blood splattered on it, probably your father's. This was the face of a madman.

"Anna stop" your father said from the ground. "Please!"

"Shut up!" she screamed and swung the pipe with full ferocity. The moment it hit your father, you could hear two things brake; his bones where the blow was struck, and the pipe from how hard the attack was.

Y/N please don't leave me!

You gasped and started sobbing again, still not believing what was happening. "A-. Ann-. Anna... Stop! Please stop!"

"Why should I?" she snapped towards you. Slowly, she traced her steps towards your side of the bed, pulling the pipe against the bed, creating a screeching metallic sound. "You lied to me, betrayed me and killed my mother!"

"B- Be- Because I didn't do any of that!" you managed to blurt out, protectively staying before Anika. Even if she was only a year younger, you couldn't help but protect her whit everything you had, currently; your body.

"Bullshit!" Anna screamed and lunged towards you. Even if you weren't wounded, you wouldn't be able to dodge her, yet you did manage to push Anika towards the safety of the door. "You lost your sweet sister alongside your mother, Lolly! You have no right to call anyone your family anymore!" she shouted at your face and plunged the new, sharp end of the pipe inside you. You groaned out in pain, desperately trying to push her away from you.

"I could hear her you know?" her eyes were dilated, shivering from anger and hatred." I could hear her. She was screaming, shouting and begging for it to end. You know why she was doing that? She was awake the whole time. She felt her blood being drained out of her so they could save you from your own blood loss. She was awake when they opened her chest" she chuckled again as she pulled the pipe out of you in a way she opened a huge wound from the stabbed one, tearing through your skin to the line of your armpits. "Screaming. Shouting. Begging. Do you know what it must have felt like? Being drained from your own blood whilst you are still alive?" she gave you a smirk and threw you to the ground.

You could hear Anika pleading her to stop, but you didn't see anything else, just blood. The crimson liquid poured out of you, wettening the floor and making it impossible for you to stand up. Your heart was beating heavily at the sight of your blood. Her heart. Her blood.

Y/N come back to me! Please, I- I- I can't go on without you!

Tears mixed with the blood on your face. The pain in your chest changed to the one you knew far too well. You felt yourself slipping to the floor, but were stopped before you could hit it by two strong hands yanking you up and flipping you over. Anna straddled your thighs firmly. You saw Anika's limp body on the floor behind her, and could only hope she was still alive.

"Of course I needed to kill a few doctors too, since they were the ones that actually committed the crime but this!" she gestured at you. "I will enjoy this the most. You deserve it the most after all, no?"

'Yes' your heart agreed. You didn't even struggle against her as she started to squeeze your throat. You agreed with her now, just as in a lot of things during your childhood. You never fought with her, neither in words nor physically because she was always faster and stronger. She was always right. Just as she was now.

As the world started to blacken, a thought filled your every sense. Your mother died for you. The last ever thing she did, was to save you. And you would never let it be in vain.

With one hand you pushed against her hands, the sudden fightback surprising your sister, allowing you a gasp of air, whilst the other searched for something on the ground. The room quickly became clear again, eyes desperately searching for anything. Your struggle seemed to be pointless, as she started squeezing again, but then, your hand found something cold. You grasped it and shoved the item into her direction. As soon as you hit her, you could immediately gasped for air, as she let go. You were holding the pipe, plunged inside her side.

Y/N don't go, please don't go!

Before either of you could do anything, you heard someone barge into the room. It was your uncle, taser gun raised high. After a quick glance through the room, he shot, the bolts piercing Anna's back. She tensed over you, face contorting from pain, before slumping down next to you on the ground.

Baby stay with me!

Your head wad spinning like never before. You felt your uncle's presence next to you, but you couldn't see anymore. Couldn't hear anymore. His muffled voice becoming white noise next to the inviting depths of darkness.

Please Y/N!

You felt your head hit the ground, but you weren't in your body anymore. 'Follow the light' that's what they always say don't they? It should be pretty simple, and it is. The only problem is that the darkness is so much more tempting. Embracing. Unfamiliar. New.

Come back to me...

Facing the darkness is scary. There is no way of knowing what's inside, what awaits you. Yet inside, you feel just as covered as anything else in it. Hidden. Safe.

I love you!

When light fails you, darkness is tempting. But you knew more than anyone; you will never stop fighting it. You would never let your mother's sacrifice be in vain.

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a/n nr.2.: I had some really shitty few months and this was one of the fics I let it out on. If it got too dark here, sorry, next chapter we go back to the present. (I have a bunch more really shitty and dark ones, which I will not be posting any time soon...) Also, no picture for this part. I just couldn't find anything that would have passed to this.

[the-flower32]

Monsttober week 2: Angel

The Farm of Spencer Spector; Remembrance and Realizations

It was a crisp autumn day in Ashwood, the graveyard was quite save for two visitors. One was an older woman named Spencer Spector, the other was younger and named Mic.

“Man… this place is way cleaner than the one in my home town.” Mic said as he looked at the headstones they passed.

“Oh thats sad.” Spencer said over her shoulder, a bouquet of Violets and Lilacs in her hand.

“Oh- I don't mean trash- it was just over grown in a lot of places. There was even a club in highschool that petitioned to get it ‘spruced up’.” 

“And how’d that go?”

“Not that well until one of them offered to buy pizza for the class who had the most signatures, she was only able to do so because her dad owned the local jewelry shop.”

Spencer chuckled.

“Food is a big motivator, especially sweets.”

“I know right.” 

The two approached a headstone with an angel carved into it, Spencer stopped in front of it, Mic off to the side. Mic read the name on the headstone.

‘Amissa Spector, Loving wife’

“I wonder who they were.” Mic thought as Spencer placed the flowers and crossed her arms against the wind. 

They wanted to ask, but hesitated. 

“No, it’d be rude.” they told themselves, so they fidgeted with their necklace. 

Mean while Spencer glanced over at them, she was old enough to recognize curiosity when she saw it, and smiled.

“Thanks for driving me out here, I really need to get fitted for glasses.” she started, Mic jumped.

“Uh… no problem.” they said. 

A moment of silence went by.

“You can ask if you want,” Spencer said, seeing Mic’s surprised face she added, “I know most people don't like talking about those the’ve lost but, I like talking about her.”

Mic glanced towards the angel on headstone.

“Ok…who was she?”

Spencers face got a reflective look on it,

“She was my best friend. We got married in a courthouse- we couldn't afford wedding dresses so we just stole our prom dresses…. Neither of our parents agreed to it.” 

Mic watched the old womans face as she paused for a moment, Mic was unsure if she was fighting tears or just trying to remember.

“In fact she had to steal this ring from her mother’s jewelry box, the only guests we had were our friends who stuck with us from highschool.” Spencer giggled fondly, “and her uncle. He owned a tattoo shop and had basically been disowned by his family- except for her. He sat at the back of the hall to make sure our parents wouldn't run in an object. He also gave us the van we lived out of for nine months.”

Spencer looked up at the cloud covered sky as she reminisce,

“We were finally able to buy the farm I live on now, we had no idea it was such a supernatural hot spot of course. The first time we met anyone was during winter, and she greeted them with a shotgun. It was Maple’s older brother.”

“Mark?”

“Yep.”

“Was he in human form?”

“Nope, but he changed back the minute he saw the gun.” Spencer laughed.

“I bet that conversation was awkward at all.” Mic smiled, remembering when they met Maple and Mark, and his surprise when he learned more than just werewolves exist. 

Spencer ran her thumb over her wedding ring, “She was loud and brave, and would fight till the end of time if she could. You should have heard what she said to my parents when I introduced her and they freaked out. She almost punched my dad!”

“We’ll he sounded like a jerk, so I don't blame her.”

Spencer laughed.

“you’d of gotten along with her. Though- she’d probably try to talk you into a less heavy eyeliner look.”

“Yeah- that wouldn't of worked.” Mic smiled down at the headstone. Then he frowned, and started picked at a loose thread in their fingerless gloves. “… sorry you two had to live in such a crappy time.”

Spencer looked at them.

“And with such crappy families too. Neither of you deserve that.”

Spencer raised an eyebrow and smiled,

“Actually… after my dad died my mom came and found me.” she started, “she came to apologize, said she didn't want to die angry like my dad did. She’s not burred here- though- she’s with my dad.”

Mic couldn't help their expression from becoming disgruntled as Spencer talked, so they turned away. 

“I remember, when she was in the hospital, she said she’d tell my dad how wrong they were once she died. I wonder if they’ve moved on yet.”

“Heh, im glad she could get over her prejudices…” Mic mumbled, not knowing they were loud enough for Spencer to hear them. “some peoples families cant.”

Spencer looked sympathetically at him, then smiled. 

“Oh- she may have been my mom but she wasnt my family,” spencer said, Mic looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “not till after she apologized anyways.” 

“You know the phrase ‘blood is thicker than water’? It actually started as ‘the blood of the covent is thicker than the water of the womb’, which narrows down to the fact that the family that cares about you is the one that matters, sure- your biological one made you, but the one you make yourself can be just as important.”

Mic looked off to the side as he thought about what she had said. Then smiled. 

Spencer rubbed and blew on her hands, 

“we should get back to the farm before it gets colder, feel like stopping by the donut shop on the way back and getting a tea or coffee?”

Mic nodded, “If they have hot chocolate, then sure.” 

Week 1

[atlabeth]

Okayyyy Sadie, we're gonna talk about that beautiful 17k Aaron Hotch work you gave us. Let's start with how crushed the reader must've felt to realize her brother that she had been trying to help for all his life killed so many other people and attempted to kill her. It's so heartbreaking. A lot of serial killers would use the excuse that everyone abandoned them and mistreated them but Lucas all his sister did was love him and continually support him to get his life back on track and it is sad he never managed to accomplish that. Till the end before he kidnapped her she never believed he did it, The recovery from that will be alot. The shock on their faces when they saw each other. I know Emily couldn't wait to question him. The two realizing that the trajectory they expected of either one's life isn't true. The reader never became a lawyer and he joined the FBI. Also Hotch being sad about her Mom having died 💔 I had to giggle a little when he said she never told him. Umm sir she very much didn't want you in her life after you broke her heart. The lil flashbacks to their relationship were cute. So lovey lovey and fluff. I like how you pointed out how it must've felt for Hotch as her ex-boyfriend to find out all these things about her home life that he never learned in the span of their relationship. Morgan teasing him was a nice touch and made me laugh. Trust him to not care and antagonize Hotch a lil. Hotch being jealous that he doesn't hold the key to the reader anymore. Well I think that's your fault sir. I would've been heartbroken if I trusted my bf to meet up with his ex and he realized he never stopped loving her. I really like how you wrote the scene where she was leaving. No crying in front of him or anything just coldness and making the steps to move on. I appreciate that and I loved that she didn't entertain none of those fake pleasantries about staying friends after break up. "Have a good rest of your life, Aaron. I hope it doesn’t involve me ever again.” great line Lucas seemed so normal when the reader came home and they were just talking. It really is so sad that he did that to his sister. The way Hotch rushed out the precinct when he realized she was the last target ❤️ and the realization that kevlar vests would be good to bring after the fact 😂 Hotch are you okay to lead this. Him saying yes. Hotch's thoughts explaining to us that he might be still in love with her and really shouldn't be leading this 😂 I liked how you ended it with the opportunity for a friendship to blossom and hopefully a romance eventually because after this experience the last thing the reader needed was jumping into a relationship. It'll be long road to recovery. All in all it was a lovely fic and I enjoyed reading it. U don't have to respond to this btw.

wow thank you so much???? this is actually so nice and i smiled so big the whole time i read this

yes their sibling relationship is so important to me because for so much of their childhood they only had each other!!! and then luke started getting sent to jail and reader was all alone and then she went to college and was really alone, and she was the only one that visited him consistently and still had faith in him 🥹 she’s going to be a mess for a while recovering from the trauma of his betrayal and death

yes literally because what areee the odds that your ex boyfriend that you thought you were going to marry is now the fbi agent on your front door lmao??? emily was focused on the case but also lowkey living for the drama

yes hotch realizing he never knew her as well as he thought he did?? realizing he knows her even less now?? morgan stoking the fire because why would he not??

i wrote this on ao3 in response to a comment asking about what went down between hotch and haley </3

but yes!! that’s the start of her not wanting to show any emotion in front of hotch because she sees it as weak and it goes on until she literally almost dies in front of him lmao. love that for them

yeah i had fun writing their sibling banter, it’s too bad that none of it mattered 💀 and hotch might not have fully realized it but he would have literally thrown himself into fire for reader at this point tbh

yes that was super important to me!! reader went through something intensely traumatic and life altering, and she and hotch also haven’t seen each other in a decade — they’re not just going to fall back in love and into a relationship, but that spark is still there!! recovery will be a LONG road but it’s something they want to go down together🫶

thank you so much for reading and leaving such a lovely play by play, you’re the best 🥹🫶

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Broken Bloodlines Chapter 1

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Hello everyone! Arc two will now be gradually uploaded (im thinking every saturday but if someone has a better suggestion im all ears) also the chapters for arc two will be shorter for ease of reading.

(i know the general attention span of people has gone down cuz Internet)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read. (not in this chapter but in future ones)

have fun reading!

and as always reblogs are appreciated! (Also ASK's are open so feel free to bother me!)

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What? What did he just say?

I was looking at the man that had just titled himself my brother, 

older brother to be exact.

That couldn't be, could it?

He was a full Blooded elf so technically it could be.

After all, I had no idea what my elven father did before he met my mother and subsequently ditching her.

And looking at him I could see the resemblance, he looked like a colorless and stretched out version of me, including that one stubborn strand of hair that would not leave from my forehead.

Though the rest of his hair was a lot longer than mine

But the fact that he was older likely meant that not only was I a Bastard but also the result of adultery.

Fuck. 

And on top of that i had no idea what to do now, sure he was apparently my brother but i had absolutely no idea how to act.

He was essentially a stranger to me, but at least it didn't seem like he meant harm as he had not brought any weapons with him.

I was struck with the realization that had he done this just a month or so earlier he would have been executed by the old king.

Still, if he'd known about me, why was he here now? And not sooner?

“I- so wait, if you knew about me why did you only come to see me now?

Why not sooner? And why at all? 

You could just have continued to ignore me like you did till now”

He had stopped smiling, but his face still looked like porcelain and kind of unreal.

Maybe that was just an elf trait? 

I'd do my best to ignore the uncanniness of it.

He blinked before answering in the same melodic but kinda monotone voice.

“I did not know about you until recently as my mother told me the things our father did while she was on her deathbed”

Oh, so it had been a dirty little secret until the cheated on elven woman decided to come clean before moving on from this world.

Though there was no emotion in his voice when he mentioned his mother dying.

Strange guy, but I would give him a chance.

I had no idea about elven culture after all, 

So that might be normal for him?

“What else did he do? Don't tell me we have more siblings”

He shook his head slowly and elegantly.

“He died five years ago before he could sire anymore children”

Oh, so both of his parents were dead,  well both of mine were dead too since my mother had been dead for years, but frankly i did not give a fuck about a man i had never met and who decided to ditch my mom.

Then I realized something.

“Wait what's your name? You haven't mentioned it and you know mine so it's only fair if you tell me what to call you”

He seemed slightly surprised for a split second and I was almost sure I had imagined it as his face was as unmoving as ever.

“You can call me Fable, pleased to meet you Brother”

He did a little bow at the end of his sentence that I would attribute to elven culture too but to me it seemed quite unnecessary.

Also Fable surely was not his real name.

I knew Fae folk used aliases a lot as their names held power or whatever, but if he wanted to be called Fable I'd call him that.

Not that i had anything else to call him anyway, 

and the alias did kinda suit him.

“Fable it is then, sounds nice, soo uh, what do you want to do now? 

I could show you the Garden? If you want?”

Yeah, this was awkward, but showing him the garden was something simple and maybe we'd get to talk a bit more,  somewhere were there werent that many people around, maybe get to know the guy a bit more than this weird introduction.

He didn't react much other than a soft nod, so I led him to the door.

Only to almost walk into Rikaad.

“Oh, hey Rikaad, how are you?”

He looked from me to Fable and back.

“I see you met the man that was asking about you”

I nodded and Fable just stood there looking at him, 

I had to tell him that staring at people was considered weird at best and downright rude and creepy at worst.

“I- yeah, this is Fable, apparently he's my half brother”

Rikaad looked to Fable, having to tilt his head up a little at the taller man which he definitely wasn't used to, and then back at me.

“I can kinda see it now that you are standing next to each other, 

but I have to say I was very surprised as an Elf walked in, 

especially with the…history of this Kingdom.

 But i'm glad that that is in the past now, so you two have fun, i have to read some letters Maringand sent”

Letters from maringand? 

I really hoped they did not recognize him from the tower incident.

Eh, surely just bureaucratic nonsense containing congratulations on his new kingship.

“Probably just some paper stuff about you being king now,  though i have no idea why Royalty is so obsessed with that”

He shook his head a little.

“Wish i knew, i for sure do not like it,  and it wastes so much paper that it just takes up way too much space.

Well, i'll be off then, you make sure not to wander too far from the castle,

i still haven't found the paperwork about the Fae ban and i don't want anything to happen to you”

With those words he walked off to what either was his study room or what it was named or wherever they kept the mail.

I turned back to Fable.

“Did you see anything that interests you on your way here? 

We could check that out first if you want?”

He just looked at me for a few seconds before responding.

“I did not see much aside from the plants,  i came in through what i assume is the main door and the walk to the castle itself was rather short”

Right, the main door was maybe a hundred meters away from the castle, so what else could I show him?

Man this was not going well thus far.

Oh, I could show him my favorite rock, I liked to just hang out there after all!

Or was that weird? 

If he thought it was weird I might be able to pass it off as human culture.

Or maybe I could just tell him it was my preferred place as a lookout at, Well, nothing really.

Yeah, I'd do that, and maybe I could ask him a bit more about Ardua,  He was the Elven side of the family after all.

But what if he thought I was an idiot for not knowing stuff?

Maybe I'd try to finally talk to Oakley about it first.

I really did not want to be seen as an idiot not even an hour into meeting him, I'd ask Oakley first for sure.

I also noticed that while we had walked a bit around the castle Fable had not once spoken of his own volition other than when he greeted me.

Maybe he thought it would somehow be rude? I didn't know much about elven culture so maybe the host always had to speak first?

Aside from that, he seemed a bit…vacant, to say the least, 

but not in the way Robin was, more like an empty vessel.

Fable was just there and not interacting with anything around him unless he had to or was told to.

He wasn't even reacting to the cat purposefully walking in his path,  he just stepped over her and she seemed annoyed enough to slink off into the garden again.

Now while I had no idea what Elves were like I had to admit that this was.. Odd, very odd.

Or maybe it was somehow not allowed to interact with another person's pet? Was that rude for Elves?

Maybe he'd just read about human culture and responded how he thought he was supposed to?

It would explain why he was so weird, and the staring thing.

I'd have to tell him that people were unnerved by that.

Maybe some smalltalk would get him to open up a little? 

Even if I hated smalltalk.

“So you said you are my older brother, how old are you then?”

He turned to face me while not breaking his gait whatsoever.

“I am currently twenty-one, and you are as i have been told eighteen,  Is that correct?”

Finally he asked an actual question.

“Yes, im eighteen, as are half of my friends,  I'll introduce you to them later, after i showed you around a little”

I’d title the rock as my favorite lookout, I had no idea if titling it as my preferred sunspot would sound weird or not.

Well, he had to know about Ardua so it might not be? Whatever the case, I did not want to look like more of an idiot than I already was.

Lookout it was then.

And we had already reached it, 

I'd better warn Fable about the ledge though.

“Well, this is one of my favorite places at the castle, the boulder over there makes for a nice lookout and the stone itself has no jagged edges so you can sit on it without having to worry about getting cut.

You do have to be careful about the edge of the cliff though,  it's not a hundred percent stable everywhere so keeping a few meters away might save you from falling down”

He still just stood next to me, but I could see he was looking all over the place, likely taking in the scenery.

Still, his face did not change,  which was weird but maybe elves had different facial cues?

Then he spoke again, albeit still a little monotone.

“It is a pretty place, the rock looks worn down from years of humans walking over it and you can see very far out from here”

He was now looking over the edge of the cliff which was still a good few meters away, I now had to show him that the rock was safe to stand on as long as it wasn't wet.

“Yeah, you can see even further by standing on the rock itself,  don't worry it's really sturdy,  you just have to make sure you don't slip, come on i'll show you”

I walked up the rock and beckoned him to follow which he did.

Standing at the top of the boulder one could see really far away, And really far down too.

Id have to ask someone how tall it was exactly,  surely SOMEone had measured that before.

There was a light breeze blowing, but it was so weak that there was no danger of suddenly getting swept off by it.

“What do you think Fable? Isn't this beautiful? 

Can you see anything cool?”

He walked up next to me and looked far out, likely looking for something of interest, without shielding his eyes from the sun which was a bad idea so I'd make sure to get him to a more shadowy spot after this.

He answered my question, just as monotone as ever.

“I can see a fleet of boats, they have blue and gray flags on their mast’s”

I looked wherever Fable was looking and he was right,  Some maringand ships, big ones too, all lined up in a nice row while sailing along the coast.

“Those are Maringand ships, Maringand is the neighboring kingdom, no idea what they are doing though”

They were in some sort of formation, maybe a sailing exercise?

“Whatever, not our Problem, what do you wanna do next?”

I'd like to get him out of the sun, he was a pale person so he'd definitely get sunburn if he stayed out of the shade too long.

“I do not know what else there is to see, i do not know the area”

Right, he'd never been here before. 

How would he know where anything was? That was really stupid of me.

I'd just show him uhh, Oakleys tower! 

Yes, that was in a more shadowy area too so he wouldn't get sunburn!

“I could show you Oakleys tower? 

Oakley is a friend of mine albeit a weird one, very weird,  but he's an okay guy if a bit silly and annoying at times”

I waved at him to follow and hopped off the rock back onto the grass.

Oh wait Oakley wasn't human either, id better mention that.

“Oakley isn't human, he’s, well i don't know what its called but he has birdlike legs and his arms are wings with a few fingers and a thumb”

Fable just stared at me as expressionless as he'd been since I saw him first like half an hour ago.

“With Wings and Bird Legs he might be a Harpy”

Harpy? I was pretty sure I heard that before, but I thought they had Feathers or something? 

Maybe Oakley was also a Bastard and just didn't wanna tell anyone?

I wasn't about to pry though, He'd helped me too much as that I would invade his privacy like that.

“Well, maybe? I haven't asked him because i thought it was rude, and i've known for a few weeks now so it would just be awkward”

Continuing to walk through the denser trees I noticed Fable had to duck a lot more than I did, well he was taller by like a head.

“Hey, how tall are you anyway? It's something over six feet right?”

Asking for his height surely wasn't considered rude was it? I hoped not.

“I am six foot four exactly”

Was that tall for an elf? I wouldn't ask that though,  I didn't want to be seen as more of an idiot than I was.

“Huh, i'm just five ten, well most of the time”

He seemed confused about the last part and I noticed he did not have an Ardua Bracelet, well Oakley had said they were rare and maybe he didn't know that this was one?

It was possible that they didn't all have the same design after all.

“Il show you what i mean later, here isn't enough space, and i want to show you around the Castle first anyway”

He gave a tiny nod and I shoved one of the bushes a bit to the side to reveal that we had reached Oakleys tower.

The askew building had seen better times but also a lot worse ones.

Oakley really managed to make that dusty hull livable again, 

and he also put a hammock into the old Oak Tree.

It looked a lot nicer than before and I wondered how long it would take him to finish putting his stuff away.

“Donovan!”

I looked at the source of the voice and saw Robin sitting on the ground next to the herbs he had planted.

Right, he'd been busy with this while I went to the castle.

The cat was also there and Robin was using a long leaf of grass to play with her.

Robin didn't know that the pale elf next to me was my brother though, I'd better tell him before he heard it from someone else and got confused.

“Hey Robin! Come here for a sec, i want you to meet Fable”

He tilted his head in confusion and the cat snatched the blade of grass away from him.

He stood up and patted the dirt off of him while me and Fable walked fully into the little clearing that surrounded the tower.

“So this is Fable-”

I pointed at the elf.

“-and uhh turns out he's my half brother?”

Robin looked confusedly between both of us for a few seconds.

“i can kinda see that, you both got the hair thingy”

He motioned to his forehead and I knew exactly what he was speaking of.

He stepped in front of Fable who was almost comically taller than him.

“Are you okay? You are very pale”

Oh, Robin probably had never seen an Albino before, fuck.

I hoped Fable wouldn't take offense to it.

“Robin he's Albino, Pale is normal in that case”

He still seemed a bit confused.

“What's an Albino?”

He didn't even know what an Albino was in the first place, 

I couldn't help but put my hand over my face at this.

“Albinism is just when the body does not make pigments, you know the stuff responsible for hair and skin color, that doesn't work in an Albino”

Now he seemed to get it, but i couldn't blame him,  barely anyone knew what an Albino was as they were really rare.

He turned to Fable with a rather miserable expression.

“Sorry, i didn't know, didn't wanna be rude”

Fable just stared at him for a bit before he answered.

“No offense taken”

Phew, I only now noticed how tense I had gotten,  and that I wouldn't have known what to do if they didn't get along.

Well, it seemed they did as Robin dragged the cat over and presented her to Fable.

“This is the cat that keeps walking around here,  i like her, she's nice and fluffy”

Fable just stared at the Feline,  did they not have cats wherever the Elves lived? Well as far as i knew Humans had been the ones to domesticate the little tigers.

And to the Cats credit she didn't seem to mind that Robin held her like a wet Towel which left her legs dangling over nothing.

“Mrow?”

Fable face was as unmoving as ever if slightly confused,  Maybe Elves really did not have cats like this.

“You can pet her if you want, here like this”

I stretched my arm out and brushed it over the cat's head which caused her to purr.

Fable still didn't do anything, so I decided to be bold and took his arm and put his hand over the cat.

Now he seemed to get it and his slender fingers gently brushed between the cat's ears.

“She is soft”

Robin beamed at that and I couldn't help but smile at it even if Fable's expression was as neutral as ever.

Maybe he just wasn't a very expressive guy.

The cat put one of her paws up and repeatedly bapped at Fable's hand, as if trying to tug it closer, who in turn stopped and withdrew his hand.

“Mrew”

“I think she likes you!”

Robin held her a bit higher and the cat started twisting around to face him only to jump out of his hands and use her claws to climb over him and jump into the next tree.

“No wait, where are you going?”

Welp, cats will be cats,  and maybe she was sour about Fable stopping to pet her.

“She’ll come back later, she always does,  maybe she saw a bird or something”

He nodded and then turned back and excitedly pointed at the little Herb garden.

“Oh I got done with the plants! I put them so that they wouldn't obstruct anything! Do you think Oakley will like it?”

I looked at the stone enclosed patch under one of the windows of the tower.

He had arranged it really pretty, plants growing in between the freshly raked dirt and smelling of a variety of herbs I could only half identify.

I did recognize Parsley sage and thyme though and some rosemary too.

It looked really well done all in all, whatever Barsen was showing him when he had the time really paid off.

“I think he'll love it, hell, I love it, it looks very well made!”

Fable looked over to me for a second before he too took a look at what Robin had done.

“It does seem expertly made”

Was all he said but there really was no need for more words when that already was point on.

“What is expertly made?”

A voice came from above and I looked up to see the familiar winged form of Oakley perched on one of the trees.

He'd come back, and brought a big bundle of stuff with him that hung from a tree branch next to him.

That probably wasn't all of it, but surely the most important stuff for now.

“Oakley! Hey! Look, Robin made you a little herb garden!”

He dropped down from his perch and landed on his feet with practiced ease.

“So I see, practical, now I don't have to run all over the place should I need any of them, thank you little Ginger!”

Robin smiled really wide at the praise while Oakley turned to face me and Fable.

He froze for a second as he saw the Elf though.

“Am I in the right place or did I go wrong somewhere? 

What's an Elf doing in Kamerasca of all places?”

He went up close to Fable and I somehow Doubted that my halfbrother would like that.

“Uhh Oakley that's my halfbrother,  apparently my father had an actual wife before he met my mom”

Oakley blinked a few times in that birdlike manner of his before he looked back and forth between me and Fable.

“Hmmm, well there is an undoubtedly similarity,  I can do a blood test if you want?”

A what? And what for?

“A Blood test? What do you mean by that? What for anyway?”

He tilted his head which once again reminded me of a magpie or crow.

“Basically i can use alchemy to see how exactly you two are related to each other if each of you give me a drop of blood to test it on”

Oh, so he could find out who was related to who if he had a tiny blood sample of each? That was kinda cool.

“i, well I guess we could, what do you say Fable? 

Want to make sure you found the right guy?”

Fable however was just looking at Oakley,  still not moving more than necessary.

Luckily he did answer me rather quickly.

“We can do that,  even if i am fairly certain that i have found the right place”

Seems like my joke didn't land,  maybe he just didn't have any sort of humor though.

Not that I would ever claim to understand whatever Humor Elves had.

Well, I didn't think doing that could harm any of us, so why not?

“Well, why not? Wait,  do you even have the stuff you need to do that here?”

Oakley looked surprised for a second before he reacted.

“Fuckdamnit, i knew i forgot something, no matter you can just each give me a sample and i can do it later while you do... Whatever”

yeah, that sounded more like Oakley,  and we could always get the result at a later point.

He procured two empty vials from somewhere in his cloak that seemed to hold way more than it feasibly should and handed one to me and the other one to Fable.

“Here hold this for a moment i'll be right back”

I looked at it for a moment debating on how the fuck i would get any of my blood into the vial while Oakley dragged the Bundle he brought trough the door with Robins help.

I glanced over at Fable who had opened his mouth and used one of his fangs to prick his thumb before he held it over the vial.

Smart, and also he had the same Fangs I did. 

I don't know why but I had expected them to be thinner.

Maybe because he was a lanky guy.

But using his fang was a good idea so I tried the same.

I had to press a bit more than I thought as the skin was rather thick so I was a bit surprised when I finally managed to get through.

I might have went a little deeper than i wanted and it bled like fuck but at least i got enough to put in the vial.

“I would have given you tools to do that! You couldn't wait a minute???”

Both of us looked back at Oakley who had emerged from his tower and held a pair of needles in his hands.

Oh, yeah, why did I think he wouldn't give us something to do that properly?

That was really dumb from both of us, but at least i wasn't the only one.

Oakley pulled a bit of thin bandages out of his cloak and tossed them to me.

“Fucks sake, what did you even use? 

Make sure that's clean and bandaged”

He then took the vials and went back inside where I could hear something clattering as well as a few curse words that followed immediately after.

Robin walked out after that, holding the cat again who had some weird herbs in her mouth.

Catnip no doubt.

“Sorry Oakley, I will try and keep a better eye on her!”

“Did you even name the little menace? You ought to do that soon or she'll only respond to cat, Now Scram! All of you!”

I turned to Fable who had put bandaged his thumb in the meantime.

“I think we ought to leave, besides we can get whatever the result is later”

I dragged Fable away from the tower while Robin went to bring the cat back to the castle, not that she would stay there if she didn't want to.

So now we were in the middle of the small woods that grew in the Garden.

“Soo uhh i basically showed you the only two interesting things in the Garden, there might be more but i don't know where,  i’d have to ask Barsen about that” 

Fable just looked at me and silently held out the rest of the bandages.

Oh, right, my thumb was still bleeding but I had gotten lucky and none of it got on my clothes.

“Thank you”

I unraveled part of the bandage and then wrapped it around the bleeding finger, making sure it held and wouldn't slide off.

Then I realized I had nothing to cut the rest of the bandage with, 

well time to use my teeth again.

I really hadn't realized how sharp they actually were,  or how useful they were when there was nothing else to cut stuff.

Fable was just standing there, seeming awkwardly out of place.

Well what else was there to do? I could see if we were able to find Barsen and ask him if there were any cool spots?

Or we could go back to the castle and I'd show him where I was staying.

Yeah that seemed like a good idea,  and if we did meet Barsen on the way I could still ask.

“Well I have no idea what time it is but I think we'll go back to the castle and see whatever Oakley did tomorrow?”

Fable just gave a slow nod and I led him back towards the castle.

I did not see Barsen anywhere so instead I opted to show Fable the shed where I was staying.

I would not call it a shed in front of him though, I didn't want him to think the people here were mean and made me sleep in some random shed.

Which also reminded me that I had no idea where Fable was staying,  Did he have anywhere to stay here?

If not I would ask Rikaad if there was a room that he could use, 

or he probably could use the Loft thing in my room.

I had no idea how Fable was about privacy though,  it was very possible that he'd prefer to have a room to himself.

Eh, for now I'd show him my place and then offer to let him stay there.

I still thought that the castle itself was an impressive build especially with being right on top of a cliff.

Looking over at Fable I saw that he was looking at something up ahead while we walked.

Craning my neck a little I tried to see what had captured his attention.

It was Nea, with a pair of crutches since her foot was still not very usable, and she was threatening Arthur with them.

Arthur himself was not very happy about that,  especially as Nea managed to land a hit with the bottom of one of the crutches right to his abdomen.

Ouch, that had to hurt, I knew very well that Nea could pack a punch.

Oh wait neither of them had seen Fable yet,  i'd better tell them then, especially the stab happy Nea.

Both were Guards and seeing a random person that definitely wasn't from the area in the middle of the castle would probably set off alarm bells in their heads.

Also I did not want either of them to punch Fable.

So I motioned to Fable that he should follow me and walked up to the two arguing Humans who stopped as soon as they saw me.

Nea still managed to jab his foot with her crutches though, earning an angry glare, before waving at me.

“Oi who's that with ya? I never seen a fellow that pale, or tall”

People really liked to point out that Fable was pale huh.

And Nea was of course as gruff as always, and on top of that no doubt still sour about being told to take it easy with her foot.

“I-uh that's Fable, as it turns out he's my half brother”

Nea simply gave a thumbs up and sat back down on the bench that was behind her while Arthur just stared back and forth between me and Fable.

Right, Arthur had the habit of being rather hostile to new people, especially to ones taller than him.

As I kind of had Expected Arthur came a bit closer and looked at Fable with narrowed eyes.

To Fable's credit he did not react negatively to being scrutinized like this.

In fact he did not react at all besides staring right in Arthur's face who seemed to get uneasy after a few seconds of this.

Then Nea hit his back with one of the crutches.

“Leave ta Pale guy in peace ya dumbass! 

Ya ought to be more friendly to folks!”

Arthur did not take well to being assaulted like this though.

“OW! Stop hitting me!”

Nea stood back up at that and menacingly waved one of the crutches in his direction.

“I'll stop hitting ya when ya stop fussin’!”

Oh, had Arthur tried to tell her she shouldn't be outside right now?

“You're Not even supposed to be out here!”

Yep, he did, oh well not my problem.

And at least neither were now negatively engaging with Fable.

Instead they were negatively engaging with each other.

Fable however must be really confused by this display and I debated just leaving while Nea was beating Arthur with a now slightly bent crutch.

“Ow! Ow! Stop that! 

I'm only here cuz the medics said to get you back inside!”

While they were busy I turned back to Fable who was just watching this unfold in front of him with the same unemotional expression as always.

“Yeah, sorry, we can just leave and talk to both of them later,  when they are not in the same vicinity”

“Oi ya two dun have ta leave, i'll shut him up in a sec!”

I looked back at Nea who had grabbed Arthur and was wrangling him into a chokehold.

He did not look happy at that and tried to wriggle free but Nea had a tight grip on him.

Also his face started to get a bit red and I doubted he got enough air.

She'd let him go should he faint though, at least I was sure of it.

“Yeah uhh i'm not gonna ask what's going on,  i really just wanted to introduce Fable”

I pointed at the Elf who gave a polite bow.

“Well, hello! How'd you like tha place so far?”

It was astounding that Nea could carry a normal conversation while having someone in a chokehold, but it was Nea so why was I surprised?

And at least Fable gave a somewhat direct answer for once, 

maybe he was a tiny bit intimidated by her, 

I wouldn't blame him if that was the case.

“The castle seems very well kept and the Garden is taken good care of, it is a fine place to be”

Nea stared at him for a second, then laughed.

“Ya don't gotta be so polite with me, i might be a high ranking Guard but ya don't have ta be such a mannerly fella!”

She dropped Arthur, who went down to the ground with a strangled wheeze, and grabbed both of her Crutches and for the first time seeing her today used them as she was supposed to.

“Well, I see like three medics glaring at me through tha window,  so I better head back, see ya some other time!”

Looking at the castle it took me a few seconds to see what she meant but then I noticed that there were indeed a few people in medicinal getup looking out of one of the windows.

Nea herself walked at a brisk pace back inside,  damn despite only having one functional foot she was really fast.

“That's what it took? Really?”

Wheezed a form on the ground and I looked down to see Arthur holding a hand to his throat and using the bench to pull himself up with his other one.

“Are you okay? I know Nea is unreasonably strong”

He muttered a few expletives under his breath before answering for real.

“Well the only thing hurt is my pride, and neck, but im fine otherwise”

I could see that his throat was rather pink in the places Nea had held him, and his face was still a bit red too.

“Yeah, you look like you've been hanged”

He glared at me for that comment.

“Not helping, at all, so wait a second that guy there is your brother? 

Did I hear that right or did Nea squeeze a bit too hard?”

He seemed a bit winded but Nea definitely did not hold him that strongly.

“No, i mean, yes that's my Half brother, 

and no i don't think Nea squeezed you that badly”

Well I fumbled that one badly.

Arthur stood up completely and stood once again in front of Fable,  this time without narrowed eyes, and looked up at him.

“You are tall as fuck,  and i didn't think i'd meet anyone with pointier ears than he has”

For someone who used to be royalty he sure didn't act like it, he was actually rather rude but that's just how he was.

Maybe living life with other people trying to mold him into something he wasn't had left its mark and now he refused to be polite out of principle.

Whatever the case,  I wished he'd shove that attitude aside at least for a little bit.

But Fable gave no indication that this comment bothered him in any way.

But then again his face barely moved at all unless he was talking, 

it was like a mask and a tiny bit unnerving if i was honest.

But I did not let that bother me, sure it was a bit hard to figure out what he was thinking but aside from that he was a really polite person.

Or maybe he was afraid of fucking up like i was.

Maybe introducing him to Arthur without telling the shorter man about it beforehand was a bad idea, maybe we'd better leave now.

“Well i was just about to show Fable where im staying, 

you can continue with whatever you were doing though”

Arthur looked back at me then.

“Yeah, sure, my neck hurts now anyway so im going to check with a nurse to make sure Nea didn't strain it too bad, 

you have fun or whatever”

He walked off into the castle while carefully holding his neck and i turned back to Fable ready to apologize for Arthur's dumb behavior. 

“Don't mind him, he's not usually like that,  he's just sour about Nea putting him in a chokehold”

Fable looked over to where Arthur had vanished for a second.

“That does seem like something to get upset about”

His comment was as monotone as it seemed to always be and I wondered for a brief moment if he'd ever suffered a throat injury.

If he did then i wouldn't bring it up,  though there were no scars anywhere on him that i could see.

There was also the possibility that he was just like that,  or he was afraid of saying the wrong thing to the wrong person.

Well the last part was rather relatable so i wouldn't be surprised.

I led him back around the castle towards my place trying to remember if I had left anything just lying on the floor and if I put all the dishes away from when Robin or the others were there to chat.

The only thing I could come up with from the top of my head was that there was a dirt-filled mug that had some wood sorrels,  or as Barsen had called them Oxalis, growing out of it that Robin had left on one of the mostly empty shelves.

Whatever, I'm sure it would be fine, I wasn't a messy person by any means, that and I didn't have much stuff to begin with.

Maybe that's why Oakley had called me a minimalist when he entered the shed for the first time.

Maybe I should call him messy as soon as he was done cramming all his stuff in the tower.

I was really glad that the entrance also had a smaller door that could be used by anyone not Ardua or Giant.

Even if it took a whole day to get installed I found it worth it,  and the carpenter was paid a fair amount for it too.

Opening it I thought that maybe I should install a lock too at some point.

Whatever, I'd show Fable my place and then offer to let him stay in the loft thing that I rarely used.

I noticed that the doorframe was exactly as tall as him,  any smaller and he'd have to duck.

Looking around my room i was glad that i had taken a broom to it just yesterday as it had been dusty as fuck.

I turned back to face Fable who was  looking around a bit.

“Well, this is my place, what do you think? 

Sorry if its a little messy i didn't expect company”

He looked around for a second or so more before he answered.

“You have quite the big room all for yourself,  they must hold you in high regard”

Well that was not what i had expected him to say, but his comment got me thinking.

DID they hold me in high regard? 

This was literally just a repurposed shed.

But they could have told me to go into Human form and sleep like that in one of the normal rooms like everyone else.

But they had taken the time and resources to help me build this,  and had asked for nothing in return.

Well aside from the fact that i got used as a mattress sometimes.

I still wasn't used to actually having friends huh.

But I did my best to help them too when they needed it.

Especially Robin who sometimes wanted to just hide from the world.

In the week since the first incident with his panic attack hed only asked once to be hidden away after a storm had hit the castle.

There had been no damages but it sure had been scary,  especially for someone as small as Robin.

That was also something i wasn't sure if i could talk to Fable about it, I was a hybrid so he might not have the doubled organs and if I started talking about eating people he'd think me crazy or a monster.

Then again it might also be plain rude in elven culture to do something like that, if they even could.

Yeah, I'd better not mention THAT part to him.

“I mean I guess? They are my friends after all,  oh by the way do you already have a place to stay? 

If not you can just take the loft over there, i rarely use it anyway”

I pointed to the ladder that went up to the aforementioned loft.

Fable Just nodded.

“I do not have prepared a place to stay, thank you for the offer,  i will accept it with gratitude”

He really was a mannerly guy huh,  He had even closed the door behind him.

“Well, is there anything you want to do? So far I just showed you around a bit, but what's something you want to do?”

He just looked at me, seemingly not understanding for a few seconds before he cautiously answered.

“I don't know what there even is to do in this place,  but if you have a library i would like to spend time there”

A library? I'm sure the castle had one,  if i found it in that absolute nightmare of a floorplan.

But hey! Fable finally had decided on something on his own! 

Even if books weren't my type as I found most of them boring.

But maybe that was only because I was a slow reader and didn't have the patience for some of the thicker tomes.

“Sure! I'm not entirely certain where exactly in the castle it is but we'll find someone to ask, also just to warn you the floorplan of this building is an absolute nightmare and i think the architect might have been drunk”

Fable just stared at me, he really had no sense of humor huh?

Whatever, I tried, now to find someone that knew where on this nightmarish layout of rooms.

I led Fable back outside and debated for a second if we should go through the door right beside the shed or the main one.

There was a higher possibility of us finding someone if we went to the main one so that was the best bet I figured.

Going back to the front I got distracted by a commotion at the Gate that was built into the protective wall that surrounded the castle.

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NEXT / PREVIOUS / OVERSIGHT

[missmonsters2]

Sharky here again. HII YOU TOO VANNN!! JADKAWEKAWJE YES I KNOW. It was long but not that long! The beach was really really close to the aquarium, and so did the place where we got icecreams, so we walked there, sat down and ate our icecreams and just.. I don't know. Chilled? (no pun intended) It was really nice. We took photos though it mostly was her because my phone is barely surviving at this point and it's camera is already none existant LOLL. (I love jellyfishes too!!!!!)

AND I KNOW. I just. I thought about what you said about food and going to nice places that give us space to talk! and my process of thought literally was: If we're eating, we have to get food and dessert because there's nothing better than getting food and dessert!! and there's also nothing better than icecream! honestly just food alone is enough to make me go feral, imagine having a date and eating in said date as you talk and watch fish and sharks and all kinds of pretty creatures swimming around and being tremendously cute. I ALSO ADORE SUSHI. And hey- she's.. supposed to be completely american, but I just texted her asking and she has an asian grandma?? 😰 VAN WH-

(also hello I also love noodles and soups in all their forms??? it would be so cool if I was asian please but- sadly I do not think so as I am completely latin/hispanic but sTILL INTeRESTING. We shall test this theory!!)

Also.. uh, as a poor somebody who still struggles with some words in english-- what does niche mean? I googled it and it said that it was a synonym for comfortable. Does it mean that.. sharks are comfortable?- and yeah!! she said so. I told her about how they give birth and she said she didn't know that there were so many kinds of sharks and differences between them when it comes to reproduction? said she also never had given so much thought to the fact that sharks are actually fish and not mammals, and the fact that they actually hatch eggs- which led me to explaining that do they not only hatch eggs, but there are certain kinds that are able to keep their eggs inside them for protection without having any direct connection for nutrition like humans do with, for example, an umbilical cord. The egg is perfectly equipped to nurture the lil' baby shark in all ways. But they stay in their egg, inside of their moms till they hatch!! which is really cool if you ask me, like having a backpack where you can put babies inside and it also feeds them while protecting them and you can take it anywhere? yeah, that's how it feels LOL.

vAN PLEASE DON'T SAY THAT I SWEAR I WAS. I WAS FUCKING SHAKING FOR MOMENT PLEASE AMNDWJEWENJAWED. I'm a disaster and this clearly shows JDAKed. Smooth operator, lalalala smoooooooth operator. Yessheis, whatamIgonnadowithmygaynesjeez.

AND YES. I'm so curious!!! I kind of tried to ask her what was she thinking but she only smiled and kept silent and I might or might have not tried to guess- Then I stopped because I actually realised that first, I'd love it to be a surprise, and second, I'm terrible at guessing things-- And.. I'm excited. I know this might sound kinda sad but I can't remember the last time I hanged out with someone. Probably when I was 14 or something, but yeah. It's a nice change of things. A fresh breath of air. It's good to have a.. friend? DJAKWEJMKWKDAJKWEJAWJEKEJKE

Okay can we please talk about how I literally didn't know you're asian and I've been following you for SO long now like please JSJSJSJDJAw.

Awww, Van I'm so ADJWKEJKWAEaw. I'm happy this worked out. I kind of needed this to work out. And yet again I have to thank you for encouraging me. I know it might seem like I'm exaggerating but you gave me that little push I needed!! and I'll be! gay is my full time profession. I'm gay all day, all night, all week and month (I bet you weren't expecting that!!)

Have a good night Van!! rest well, have a good week and I'll update you if anyhthing new happens!! Also I'm loving mirror mirror. It's literally my highlight of the week!

LOL that's so cute tho!! hopefully she sent you the pics <3

Straight up though, there's ALWAYS room for dessert. Dessert is a second stomach.

LMFAOSJDFLKS i just needed to check, you know 😂 she probably thought that was so random KSLDJFLSKD

I mean slay, that's perfect though. I feel like hispanic and asian cultures have a lot of overlaps so we're basically the same i'm js.

Niche in this context basically means your interests are very specifc to you or a small group of people, which is awesome! I honestly think the more niche interests someone has, the more interesting they are :) now i too am learning so many shark facts LOL just watch, this week my tiktok is gonna be about sharks now

just hang onto this sweet feeling bc we're all thriving bc of you. You're really out there winning for us LOL

I hope she plans something for you!! You deserve a nice surprise, esp since this is the first time you're actually excited to hangout with someone. It doesn't sound sad bc i literally only look forward to hanging out with like 3 people MAYBE. To this day, I hate meeting new people LMFAO

I always wonder what people think I am but i think there's a least a few people who know if they catch me posting a selfie at the right time once in a blue moon LOL

Aww i'm seriously so happy for you. I really hope it all works out and I hope you having fun on your next date <3

Can't wait for the next update kdsjflskdjsl i'll be thinking of you two as I write the next mirror mirror chapter <3

[wanna-say]

I found this in my notes and I still feel guilty about it, what should I doooooo🥺

Ufffff, today was a today for real... Let me start with this

I am learning driving.. And till today I was proud of myself that such a good learner I am.. But now it has turned all upside down. Today is teej(Another Indian festival) and mum Aryan and I went for lunch to mamaji's (maternal uncle) house.... And yesterday when we went there I was quite upset why mom didn't let me drive... And today after the fuwarha chauk (roundabout ) Aryan gave the responsibility to me... Responsibility of driving the car and responsibility of our lives... Most importantly someone else's life.. Then with a deep breath I started driving and as you know what an ill- mannered person I am and how easy it is to provoke me then on the turn in front of gate no. 4, Hau, I got angry for some really silly reason( ma said something)and then in that narrow... Really narrow road Aryan said:

"Aine gusso na dilao aa kde hi thauk degi"(don't make her angry else she will bump into something)

But even at that very narrow passage I got the car outside in a tip top condition but but but in the next street just few houses away from my destination I screwed up... A car came from front and one was parked in my left.....so that I can give way to the car coming from front I asumed that there is lots of space and can get out even though I was suspicious I took the risk and... There you go.. I bumped into the car and that is not the end I just didn't stopped to say sorry or something I just went away from there and then this was not enough that I also touched a rediwaala (cart) lthough he faced no injury but it displays my alertness and then I parked the car safely ( am I even allowed to use this word now? ).

When we moved for the mamaji's house from the point where we parked where we parked the car Aryan said:" Tune 3 baar thoki"(you bumped 3 times) one extra because there was a scooty as well as with the car but that was just merely touched... And after that for a long time I was in a bad mood.. Although it was my mistake I still didn't wanted to admit it and the fact that I harmed someone else's car.

And then when I went to buy mahendi(heena) keep to shop I planned to see the harm I have done and then near the shop I spotted the car and 2 ladies were standing beside it and one of them was mentioning it to other "dekh koi khadi khadi n hi thauk gyo" ( someone bumped into it even if it was just standing only) and my heart sank at it.. After returning to home I felt sorry for sometime and in between somewhere I told Koshika and Jaggu about it and both of them tried to console me in their own way that it was okay but even I knew it is not... But 😞

After a while I had some really delicious food( cholle puri and halwa) and when mamaji woke up and when I started applying mahendi..in all this hustle bustle I forgot everything ..but deep down I know I did something really wrong today.

Ps : I never tried driving after this incident... It's been 6 months

Ignore typos it was written in heat of the moment

[automatismoateo]

Apparently being a child predator is totally fine with my family because "he found Jesus." (Rant) via /r/atheism

Apparently being a child predator is totally fine with my family because "he found Jesus." (Rant) I am not sure if I'm overreacting or not, but I'm pretty disgusted by a lot of people in my family right now. My mom told me today that an old family friend and my sister's ex high school boyfriend was put in prison this year for being involved with creating child pornography when he was in college and he had child porn stored on his computer. She also told me he pled guilty and was sentenced to 15 years. Then my mom went into this whole speech about how proud she is of him because he gave his life to the lord years ago, and is now involving himself in Bible studies and prayer meetings at the prison. She completely glossed over the fact that he was MAKING CHILD PORN. I was so enraged by this that I just went silent. If he really turned to Jesus and turned his life around years ago, why didn't he come forward and confess about that stuff? He had to wait till he was being investigated? And why is my mom praising him at all!? Anyway, I don't know if I should be that angry about this stuff, but I'm just disgusted. Submitted August 22, 2024 at 12:05AM by SeismicSimpleton (From Reddit https://ift.tt/W1Zo3Gx)

[rainbow-burst]

8 dayss till

Last night I realized that growing old isn't a terrible thing, in fact growing old is actually a blessing and an amazing thing that can happen to anybody. I always thought, well technically for the past maybe two or three years always told myself that growing old is something that I don't want to do.

It's funny saying you don't want to grow old but day by day month by month year by year you getting older.

The reason why I thought that even like 2 days ago thought that was because I thought I was wasting my life. I thought I was wasting so much on my pressure just young years teen years on being so shy so 10 minutes so embarrassed about who I was.

I feel that I wasted my teen years on nothing I wasn't exploring who I was or who I wanted to be.

I saw so many young artists my age back then make it big with popular trends popular artworks but I thought maybe if I hop on this trend or get in this form of fandom I'll make a big too.

It turns out forcing yourself to like something doesn't help you actually like it.

Actually liking something and getting into it helps you enjoy what you're doing just shooting out our work that you have no care or love for it doesn't make you happy it makes the whole process of you being an artist more miserable.

I mean it's one thing getting commission work and aren't you really want to create.

But when I'm saying is I feel like I wasted my teen years wanting to be something that I wasn't mature for. Even on Twitter I had like a bit of pop-up popularity for a little bit but with all that popularity it became stress anxiety. I couldn't handle it it scared me.

And when that rise of popularity came again I was so focused on keeping up that high, I wanted to keep impressing people doing things that I liked someone but I wanted to impress people more I was doing things for other people instead of for myself.

I mean I love the heart I was making but what I did to do it took sleep away from me stress me out and made me feel, like a manufacturing machine than a actual person.

I've been struggling for the past few years with the idea of if I'm even human.

I think it's also due to my anxiety depression and possible autism and ADHD, and lack of knowing how to communicate with other people.

The state I was in as a child and even as a young adult now has not been entirely good I mean recently it's been a lot a lot better.

But as a child to a teenager I was mainly forced into isolation and fear of speaking of for myself or even speaking at all. That was stuck with the absent father and semi absent but very verbally and mentally and emotionally abusive mother.

Dealt with death in the family someone that was and still is very important to me and my family, my grandmother.

And then growing up to think I finally can be free separating myself from family thinking that they were always the problem but it wasn't all of them it was just my mother and my father and some of my sister.

I lost so much money because my mother using me and abusing me and then acting as if she was the victim and basically pushing down my feelings and emotions down to just say that her feelings are more important than mine.

Dealing with a verbally abusive and very threatening father didn't help either as when leaving her my mom I went with my father just to go through the same type of treatment again.

I use my art as a way to get away from my feelings but I realize you can't do that as your art is practically you whether it's fan art or original art it's you.

It's always been me I just use already created characters just to make up for my lack of originality sometimes but also just to have some form of comfort and something to constantly draw over and over again until I decide to make them into my own OCS lol.

I guess what I'm saying is the more I grow and more I realize who I am and see where I came from and what I love and what I want to just forget is that it's about having fun whether you're old young or a teenager just remember to have fun.

Great when you want live life and be free, I've been trapped from doing any of that for so long that I've been so used to dropping my own self in that own delusion of having to separate myself from people or isolate the idea of being true to yourself to myself actually that I kind of just lost who I am.

Right now I'm dealing with the whole I thought of whether if I'm human or not I know I am it's just that I feel like I haven't been able to become human due to these problems I had in my life.

I'm honestly in a better place than it was 2 years ago well technically a few months ago because I had to move, but honestly before having the move and even now I'm in a better place I feel safe I feel loved I feel semi-understood I'm getting understood by certain family members just not the main one I'm trying to aim that emotions too.

It's just I want to feel free and I never really thought I could really Express those emotions out loud like on here I kind of always kept my ego I guess in my pride to myself especially on a big platform I know only one or no people will see this but it's for my on purpose my own breaking of ego to just say that.

A lost so many friends which I'm actually glad, most of them are all toxic weird or just very very strange people and I'm thinking about dropping some more as they carry no good things for me it's always something going on and personally I don't have time for that I think I like keeping my friends small like the space of friends small more than anything.

I'm 23 now and I'm going to be 24 and honestly I'm excited for what 24 will bring me I was born in 2000 so I guess I'm excited for 20-25. Also I prefer using my speaker than typing as it will be a pain LOL.

But overall, I'm okay then I'm going older I used to make fun of it and say that ew I'm going to be like my friends my close friends of course old and wrinkly and old and my friends are wrinkly I just made fun of them

But I had that fear of growing old because I thought I was wasting my life but an actuality the more I grow in the more I get older I'm learning more, I want to focus on understanding things than hopping on our trends or silly trends that nobody will care about in the next 5 months I just want to live and have fun I rather do that than die at a young age.

[koolcece22]

Enter Venomgirl

Ch.16

Miguel’s Pov

I wonder what Timothy meant, and wondered why Timothy showed this. He took a deep breath and asked again.

“Can I trust you?” 

“Yes. but I don’t know why you think I’m trustworthy?” I asked at the same time he pulled out a laptop and placed it down on the coffee table under the one light bulb in the room, guessing Shade also had no problem seeing in the dark like me. I sat down on the worn-out couch that had seen better days since it all scratched up, next to him as he started up the laptop that took forever. My computer would had it up immediately by now but I will have to deal with it. Timothy pulled up folders and looked through the data of the UBS drive. It shows scans of DNA, Compound R, and a list of subjects. I knew then and there the subject was human. I stare at the word subject as it brings bad memories. 

“The reason why I’m showing you this is, that Zee is a nice person but at the same time, they don’t trust people and only people as tools to get to their goals. Also, the fact they didn’t help any of the other Metas.” He said I can tell he was bitter by this and I can’t blame him. I have used it once.

“Also I think we need your help on this.”

“Did you tell your boss about all this?” I asked, 

“No, only half of this. I made two UBS drives. I gave one to Zee that had half the information they wanted on it. This one has all the information that was stolen from the Six. It was hard to get. especially since the leader was there today.” Timothy showed me the data. This computer is so slow, and sometimes It is hard to think this is what Peter and the others have to deal with. Tabbing my finger on the table trying to wait for this Shocking thing to load. 

“Can’t this computer go any faster?” I asked 

“Sorry. This isn’t the best model computer. Shade only was able to give me this. At least this is waterproof.” Timothy said with a nervous laugh. Lyla popped next to me with a giggle

“Don’t worry about this kid. Mr. Grumpy is very impatient since he is so spoiled in his time.” Lyla said as I swapped her away from my face. 

“Oh, so you are a time-traveling alien?” 

“For the hundredth time, I’m not an alien.” 

Before the kid can say anything something comes up on the screen. There were like thirty pages worth on the Subjects. Grab the mouse from Timothy.

“Hey!” He shouted but I just ignored him as went through this data. All the Subjects have been given the Compound R when they're in their mother wombs. Judging from this data something tells me they were told that their unborn were being tested. 

“My…Mom did that.”  I look at Timothy who looks down. “My mom and dad weren’t great people. They wanted to make a quick buck and volunteer to be tested. So not everyone was forced but it still vuck up.” 

“Yeah, well join the club, my parent weren’t great either.”

“Really?”

I shook my head and got back to this as went through the data I saw the Subjects were crossed out. I who used to work in the lab, know what it means when the Subject is crossed out. They are dead. They either didn't make it past birth or were dying after 6 months after birth according to results. This Compound R, what the shock is this? I was about to go to the next page but the computer was doing slow, I began to click it to move till Timothy grabbed the computer from me.

“Hey! Come on man! It is hard to get me a computer. Just give it a minute or so. There a merda of data it still loading in.”

I huffed. I hate this retro technology, why did Xena like this stuff again? 

“How long does it need?” 

“Uh, I don’t know. Maybe ten minutes or so.”

Ten minutes?! God this tech is so slow. I flop back down on the couch with a huff. Lyla was just smirking at me this whole time knowing how impatient I am with the old school computer. I decide to get up and check the perimeter, give me something to do. 

“ We can play video games while we wait,” Timothy said but I just ignored him. 

“Just call me when it's done loading.”

~

Ten minutes had passed till I heard Timothy call me back up guessing the computer. I returned to the room and saw Timothy scroll through it without me. I took the computer from him, he let out a huff from it. I took a deep breath as used to the computer not wanting to break it. Seeing the lab data on the Compound R and what it is. what is

shown in the lab results is heightened concentrations of enzymes and muscle building as well as other compounds that I have never seen before. These elements must be unique to only on this earth.  If I was in my Lab I could scan this element with no problem. 

As I went through the Compound R data there was small Side data from it. I click it as it says: Compound RV.

Compound RV? What that? A different form of the compound? As I went through it there were a couple of videos on there. Me and Timothy wonder what this is. Click on it but the video didn’t play I clicked on the computer again nothing happened. Before I started trying something anything, Timothy took the computer from me and looked into it. 

“So my computer is still loading the data into it and it's going be much longer,” Timothy said as he tried to scan it faster. 

“How much longer?”

“A day or so. My computer is a 10 old year model that was able to enhance as best I could. Sorry, It's not the best at it.” Timothy looked down looking like he was about to cry. I quickly pat him trying to calm him down, trying to remember what I would have done when Gabrella was upset. 

“Hey. we’ll find out what going on.” then I summoned Lyla who was already scanning the computer to take the info that we were able to scavenge from the drive.

“So I was able to scan what we got so far. I can’t get the info from that still being downloaded since this Earth computer has different processing than ours. So we got to play the waiting game boss.” Lyla said as I looked over the information we got. The best thing is that I head to my Earth real quick to see if there is anything we have missed so far. My watch then created a tiny spider bot that I gave to Timothy. He wonders what it is.

“Think of that like… a cell phone. Does this earth have a cell phone?” I’m not sure what type of moderation this earth has but so far it is similar to Miles’s and Gwen’s. Timothy looked at the bot like a kid getting a limited-edition toy. 

“My very own Alien watch. Thank mr.alien.” 

I sigh, there was no winning with these kids. I press a button on my watch to open a portal back to my earth. 

“I will be right back. If something happens. Hit that button on the bot and I will be back here right away. Got it?”

Timothy then salutes me like the little soldier he thinks he is. I jump in heading back to my lab, wondering what truly happened with this earth.

~

Shade’s Pov

 I got back to heading back to Jess, I can tell her everything went ok. Hobie got hurt but it wasn’t too bad. I just hate fighting that Spot guy. The man was getting on my nerves. At least I’m getting better at navigating this place. By the Great one, the place is so huge and it takes me longer to get back since I can’t stick on walls like that spider-people. I went through the place where they kept Villian and where I first kept here.

“ Look at all these different baddies,” Kuro said to me, and looking around all the bad guys, some glared at me. Others just ignored us, and a few looked around trying to find a way out. 

“Well, Well, Well. Look at girly out of her cage.” 

I stop and turn to see that Spot guy we just captured. He only has one spot on his body now. It must be because, from that device that Miles put on him, I’m guessing Spots are very dangerous. I try to ignore him. 

“I guess they let a freak like you out. Maybe you some lab rat they want to te-”

I glared at him, I guess one look from me caused him to shut up. I dare him to finish that sentence. Because nothing stops me from finishing the job.

“ Hey, Shade! Chill!” 

I to a deep breath trying to calm myself down. Putting my hand on my chest to calm my heart. I don’t usually get work up from insults that. Not from some dumb cartoon reject. I try to get out as fast as I can till a headache comes over me. I grab my head as another vision from Carnage comes to me again.

I can see him fighting and killing people. Enjoy every second of it, there was a moment when he was looking down at someone. The person has had chains on his body, bruising all over his body, and have number on his chest. I couldn’t make out the face

“Hey there bro.”

I snapped back to reality wondering what I just saw. Great one, I need to figure out what going on with me. I decided to bite the bullet and head to the doctor Spider-lady. I got there and knocked on her door.

“Come in.” I heard her say as I opened the door. I see Andrea looking in some books which is weird since I thought this was a futuristic world? The books look like they are from the 1800s. She looks up from her book to look at me.

“Oh Shade, did something happen to you?” 

“No…I mean yes. I keep getting visions of Carnage. Are you sure he is completely gone?”

Andrea got up and looked at me, rubbing her chin as she examined me. Never noticed that she had scars on her lips and neck. 

“Mmm. I have a theory I want to test on you. If you don’t mind?” 

“No?”

She smiled at me and led me to bed. I couldn't help but shiver at the sight of it but I try not to let her know that. I sat on it, as she pulled out a vial of something yellow. I sense something off about it, i reach my hand out to as I do that it jumps at me. My eyes widen in shock. What the vuck?!

“This is a symbiote or a piece of one. I had another symbiotic outbreak on my earth. So lucky you I was able to get a sample.” 

“Ok? What does this have to do with me?” I asked weirded out about this thing in the vial.

“If my hypothesis is correct, I think you can absorb symbiotes and gain their powers.”

I was so confused about what she said. What does she mean that I can absorb Symbiotes? I think she is crazy even if I could I don’t want that stuff anywhere near me. It's bad enough that I can see Carnage’s mind. I don’t need that in my already messed up life.

“We will test it later. I just got a message from the boss man he is here in 3…2..1.”  just as Andrea said a portal opened up in her lab and Miguel popped out from it. 

“Miguel?! I thought you were on my earth?” I said surprised he was here. Miguel dissolved his mask and had a look of surprise that I was there. 

“I was. Your friend Timothy wants me to do something. He believes that Alchemax, your Alchemax is planning something. I come here to recover what we got so far from the data he has gotten.” 

I raise an eyebrow in confession “What data?”

“Zee asks him to get something for them. I have to rescue him as he was surrounded by some mutated cops.”

I groan, next time I see Zee I’m kicking their ass. how dare they put a kid in danger for their gain. 

“ well since you are here, I want you to come with me. Since this is your earth data it is best that you should know as well.” 

Andrea sighed as she went back to her desk to work. Putting the veil on her desk. 

“Oh well, will test it next time then?” 

I just left not wanting to be a lab rat again. I follow Miguel back to his lab. He had to come here anyway since the room was in his lab anyway. We walk into the lab and head to the platform where all his computers or at least screens are. I am still amazed at all this future stuff. 

“Lyla, bring up the data we got so far,”  Miguel said as his A.I. popped up next to us. She smirks then pops up data from some sort. I saw Compound R and all the subjects' numbers and how they were crossed out. I have seen some of the information before I parted ways with Zee. I never knew there were so many, how could they? 

“Judging by this, whatever Compound R is it gives people powers. It also seems random, and anyone who wasn’t born with…they don’t survive long.” 

I just kept looking at all these subjects. I knew they were a lot but I didn’t know it was this many. I grabbed my right arm and squeezed hard remembering what they did to me when I was young. They deem me a failure. 

“Then their compound RV… I only have one piece about it and that is the was only one subject: RV-IV-001.”  Miguel looked at me, I just kept my head down being upset about this. I barely know any of this, for nine years I was kept in the dark or not gaining anything. Before I could say anything a video message came up, it was Miles. The video feed was a bit staticky and a bit blurry.

“Miles? What going on?” Miguel said trying to get a clear reading. Even behind his mask, I could tell he was out of breath and scared

“There–guy—all –animals—control—” Miles tried to say but his video kept cutting, before Miguel could see what going on we saw Mile getting grabbed by something. Then the video cut out. I can hear Miguel cursing to himself, then turn to Lyla

“Lyla. locate where Miles is now!” 

Lyla nodded as she did a scan I think. Till she pops up again then show what Earth he is: Earth 1610.

“Something is going on Miles’s earth. Lyla. open a portal near Miles location. Now.” Lyla nodded as she opened the portal, I followed him but he stopped me. 

“Your staying.”

“What? No! Miles needs our help. I’m not going to let that kid get hurt.” 

“Your no condition-”

“Like void, I am! You let me go with you or I’ll figure out a way to get to him.” I glare at him. I’m not going to let one of my friends get hurt. Miguel glared at me as he summoned his mask, not wasting time as he relented.

“Fine, let go.”

[xneontragedyx]

Is it emotional abuse if my boyfriend says he hates me, doesn’t want me, and that I’ve been nothing but a shit girlfriend?

Yes it is. When someone puts you down and attempts to make you feel less than, it is indeed abuse. You don’t need that in your life. If someone cares for you, they will motivate you and lift you up, not tear you down. If you hear something enough, you will begin to believe it. If he feels that way then why is he with you? Better still, whey are you with him?

Move on and leave that abusive idiot to his own misery. Never let anyone break your spirit or your heart. You are worth more than that. The fact is that he needs you a lot more than you need him. Personally; I wouldn’t waste my time, but that is a decision you will have to make. Would you want your daughter to be treated that way? I don’t think so. Then why would you permit yourself to be? Np man is worth that Dear. Walk away now. There is no happily ever after to this.

Yes, it is.

Tell him if he's that unhappy, and if he thinks you're such as awful person, that he is more than welcome to walk his ass out the nearest door and get the fuck out of your life, and the sooner, the better.

Or you can leave him. Whichever is most convenient for you. Either way, dtmfa.

My ex was mad at me because apparently I was stupid and blind for not seeing the truth because he directly told me in his own way what he was doing but you know I don't speak cheater so I didn't I mean when you're not the other way over my head I didn't get it but yeah he he used to drop him some stuff and I just wouldn't get it cuz like I thought we were fine but yeah he would have a girl on the side and when I went to work on my daughter went to school she would come over from like 8:00 in the morning till like 3:00 or something maybe like 2:30 or whatever sometimes he would get her like a taxi like a taxi f I don't know I saw this online taxiF. I don't know what that is but it seems like a really shady like delivery of thing like a drivers and stuff I don't know it doesn't really explain what it is you know but it seems shady he also had on his thing had privacy.com which is you can like buy things hotels go out to eat pay for whatever but it's connected to your bank account but it's under like an alias like a hidden name so he had that and then he had live 360 which is a GPS for whoever signs up it's supposed to be like a positive thing right but he managed to like do something to the GPS where it gave off false locations to where it look like he was working but he was really like doing something else so he was doing all these things and then like he was cheating on me for a year and a half I think he got fed up because the girl was like waiting for him to like break up with me so he started getting really like like totally like a dick just so mean I try to work things out with him and but he finally like I don't know he was like I can't do this anymore and he broke the lease he broke the lease and that was that. Later on I found out that he was talking like mad s*** about me and my daughter saying that I was like a bad mom my daughter is a spoiled brat and lazy probably has ADHD or something he said I was fat ugly and dumb that all I was good for is the money he pretty much called me a cash cow and he said I had nothing of value to offer

Yes . This is so very sad. Learn the grey rock method here on Quora to help you. If possible , get into some therapy. He’s insecure and wants you to be also. He will not change , in fact this kind of person will become worse. The worst thing about this , is now you’re questioning yourself. He wants this …. Now he’s made his goal. Which is to upset you , confuse you , & to have you wa...

My boyfriend said he hates me during an argument. Did he mean it?

My boyfriend always says he hates me when he gets angry, but then tells me he didn’t mean it. Why?

What do I do with my boyfriend who treats me like he hates me and emotionally abuses me, then the next minute he's sweet? I've asked him to move out, but he won't leave, or tell me what he wants. Just silence and no love, but won't leave, why?

I might classify that as emotional abuse.

The more important issue is why are you still using the term “boyfriend” to refer to this person. How about promoting him to “ex-boyfriend”? Problem solved!

Break up with him.

He is, in the simplest human terms, a monster.

You don’t allow this.

You do not love him. You may have become desperate for his approval but he is unworthy of anything but contempt.

Save yourself. This is NOT love.

Honey do yourself a big favour and trade this fool in for a real one who will want you and respect you for who you are.

He is not your boyfriend, he is a boy who is abusing you to make himself feel better about himself.

Get rid of him dear.

I would definitely grant his wishes for being single! What an ass he is!!

You’re going to be so much better without him!!

Best wishes

Girl, Get you another boyfriend. Right Now!. You don’t need abuse from him. If you don’t get rid of him. He is going to start physically abusing you. I know you don’t want that to happen to you. So get rid of him now. Good Luck

What do I do with my boyfriend who treats me like he hates me and emotionally abuses me, then the next minute he's sweet? I've asked him to move out, but he won't leave, or tell me what he wants. Just silence and no love, but won't leave, why?

Because he’s a selfish jerk, that’s why.

First, I’m going to tell you this: I’m 65 (female), married four times and several lovers. That’s my experience-and “hard education”.

Now, I’m going to tell you something that you don’t want to hear, but I say it to help you. Which I take it- is the only real reason that you are writing here.

Every time, from what I have experienced myself or observed in another’s relationship, (did I say EVERY SINGLE TIME), this behavior from a man meant that he was “cheating”.

I’m truly sorry to tell you-no woman wants to hear it. And many, MANY will just not let themselv

Yep. And you should leave his sorry pathetic abusive ass ASAP! He is an insecure loser who is taking out his feelings of failure and shortcomings out on you. You are nobody’s whipping post and you shouldn't accept being treated less than a person. Pack your stuff and get out before he takes it to the next level—and he will.

Good luck.

You would be abusing yourself if you remain in that relationship.

Why does my narcissistic boyfriend give me the feeling he hates me?

Because he does.

You are whole and he is sucking off your qualities and abilities, and he hates you for being better than him.

He resents you for being weak and a fool and letting him use you at the same time.

Please ditch that waste of human breath. Being alone is far better than being a narc feeder.

My boyfriend said he hates me during an argument. Did he mean it?

It doesn’t matter whether your boyfriend meant he hates during an argument. The fact that he said it should be enough to turn you away from him, Let your life change to something good you deserve.

My boyfriend says really mean things to me. Like, he hates me. But when he’s not mad, he says he didn’t mean it. What should I believe? It seems like some of the things he says are true.

Original question: My boyfriend says really mean things to me. Like, he hates me. But when he’s not mad, he says he didn’t mean it. What should I believe? It seems like some of the things he says are true.

44yr old male answer.

Get rid of his tailend. I told both of my boys if you want to be treated like a King they had to treat their ladies like Queens.

If he hit you and later said he didn't mean it I would hope that you get the hell away from him. That's what he is doing now but with words. I'm not saying he will turn physically abusive but the possibility of him becoming that way if he is verb

My boyfriend said he hates me during an argument. Did he mean it?

My boyfriend always says he hates me when he gets angry, but then tells me he didn’t mean it. Why?

What do I do with my boyfriend who treats me like he hates me and emotionally abuses me, then the next minute he's sweet? I've asked him to move out, but he won't leave, or tell me what he wants. Just silence and no love, but won't leave, why?

What should I do if my boyfriend says he hates me and doesn't want me right now, but will soon, and to just give him time?

Why can’t I leave my narcissist boyfriend? I am miserable. He mentally and emotionally abuses me. Why do I keep letting this happen?

My boyfriend says really mean things to me. Like, he hates me. But when he’s not mad, he says he didn’t mean it. What should I believe? It seems like some of the things he says are true.

Why is it that when my boyfriend gets mad at me he says he hates me and I’m a worthless person?

What should you do when your boyfriend hates you?

What do I do when my boyfriend is all I want in a guy but has anger issues and emotionally abusive when he gets angry?

Why does my boyfriend treat me like he hates me but says he doesn’t, but treats me that way?

[hidden-from-the-world-for-me]

My Father

So, I don't know how much I will write about my Father in this post but here is where we will start. Now i didn't know much about my father growing up simply because he wasn't in my life, plain and simple. Growing up I was always told he chose stealing and drugs over me, great father right? One of my first stories I heard, I do feel like it is real mainly because he is this stupid. The story is when he was stealing stuff I think from a house he stashed the items that he stole and he being stupid hid his ID with the stuff he stole, smart right? Nah he got caught, he has been in and out of jail all my life and even before, great pick in guys mother. More on my mother another time. Well when I was in my last year of high school a girl reached out and claimed to be my sister, I know for a fact she wasn't my mothers kid, so had to be my fathers kid right? Yup, I was my fathers oldest and she was the second oldest. I will tell you the story about her later. I will say I did tell the girl I didn't have a dad and she was pissed about that. Not my fault I only knew the man when I was a literal baby, I think I have one picture of me, him and my mother. Well my father did end up reaching out to me after I was 18 and out of high school, so me being me gave him a chance, big mistake I do regret it. We planned a met up at my work at the time, well he pushed it back a few times, red flag? Well the final day we were to met up, he didn't show and I didn't hear from him, guess what happened. You more then likely got it right, he was arrested, he called from the jail and told me. He also said it wasn't his fault he just took the blame for whoever's car he was driving. Fun fact he doesn't have a driver license, never had one mainly because of his long long list of charges and stuff. Well while he was locked up he wanted me to meet my grandmother (his mom) and other members of his family. I did have some other half siblings reach out to me as well, I will write about each of them too). The met up I will say I regret (will also write about them later too), well he does get out of jail for the drug and license stuff. I did later find out about the baby my father killed, he and I don't know who he was with girl wise, they had a baby and when he was young they put him in the bed with them and they fell asleep. Well I guess they rolled over and suffocated the poor baby boy, from what I know I don't think he even made it to a year. Hurts to know he killed one of his kids ya know, one of my siblings like I wonder what they would be like if they were alive. Well now lets just to a few years ago and what happened then I think it was 2020 or 2021, he got married to a lady who I like she was sweet and I hoped she would be good for him. Well he moved to be with her and her kids, ok that's fine, well I found out he was still driving because he came to see me. Well fast forward a bit he had been married for a while and stuff seemed to be ok. I found out he was back in jail, why might you ask. Well he got thrown into jail for trying to strangle his wife and trying to kill her and also driving with no valid license, the state made them get divorced, she wanted to stay married to him she kept saying oh it was my fault and how it was because of the drugs. To me no excuse he was a bad guy he still is, well he got thrown into jail till 2027 good, he tried to appeal but denied all times. Some days I wonder how I would have turned out if I had a different father and one who wasn't just a father but a dad who stayed. Every day I do truly wish I had a different father.

Well I think that is about it for stuff about my father if there is more I will do a part two.

See you all later

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[mindylichtman]

So I ran across nora, an awesome shopper republics and me and her got talking about bob. She always loves hearing about the adventures we get on. She seems super sight you that my trust and Bob hasn't waned even over the fact that one of my ex is slammed with me all the last year. And you know what, that's awesome.

She told me today when I talked to her today that "it's a start." When I told her that it really touched my heart deeply and more profoundly that he saw me in that parking lot in the middle of January that night I was scheduled to close at 10:00. I told her I said God had a hand in that, because if one of the employees that Publix didn't send me out last minute to look for last round of cards he would have drove to the parking lot and he wouldn't even see me walking around getting carbs. She thought at first it was a lack of trust because I told her that my landlord was coming by to give me a ride back home.

I told her no, it's not any lack of trust but it was already pre-planned by my landlord and that my landlord's been not acting right for moms, to controlling on what goes on off the property with my life. She says I should look for new home as soon as possible, and I agree with her. It's my own personal happiness is being whittled down to nothing while I'm living where I'm living at now. I explained to her the street complication when I was telling Bob where I lived at, that I moved, and I just simplified it to off off North mimosa. That also did not indicate a lack of trust, it was simplifying it because parsley Avenue is the street I live on now currently and you can get through to it either via a street literally called sesame Street from North mimosa, or you could either get to it from St John cemetery road and North Mimosa intersects with the St John cemetery road. I just simplified it to off North mimosa. Because most importantly, I just didn't have the time to go into all that with Bob and explain it. Because, also I explained it to Nora is Publix is very strict when it comes to employees not looking like they're doing their part. As I was still clocked in, and the manager came out and saw me chatting away with any , also I explained it to Nora is Publix is very strict when it comes to employees not looking like they're doing their part. As I was still clocked in, and the manager came out and saw me chatting away with anyone in the parking lot instead of looking for carts like I had been assigned to, I would have got in trouble at work. I went through enough trouble last year with my ex tracy. Always having people come into the store slander me up and down even there. It was ridiculous. I might have gotten hurt initially by the shock of all of that, that my ex from 2022 would have went and done all the extra garbage, but even though I've been a little bit, I do not break, and to me that's the most important part of all else above everything else. My love and liking and attraction for Bob never went away even though the slander from Tracy was designed by him and the two people who worked with him to get me to try to give up on Bob. And by give up, I don't mean stalking because I've never done that to Bob in a day in my life since I known the man, and what I mean by that is to get me so diminished to where I tell Bob something around the lines of f*** off. I would never tell Bob that let alone think of him. He's always had a space in my heart. More than space actually. But I'm about to go off of my break soon and working till 8:45 tonight. Of course, my landlord's coming to pick me up take me back to the house. My mom and sisters are doing okay, not the best because I can't visit them right now cuz they got the flu bad.

[worldscollidinginone]

Prelude

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Zindagi bari ajeeb cheez hai. Kabhi humko bohot khushiyan mil jati hai aur kabhi ghum. Kabhi humko itna pyaar mil jata hai ki hum khud ko sambhal nahi pate, aur kabhi ek pal ka pyaar bhi nahi milta.

I felt pain two times: When my parents died and when I had to leave Aman. 

Dad's last wish was that I should complete my university degree. It was not heartfelt. I could feel it. Do you want to know why? Because I was a girl. He wanted a son, not a daughter. So, in my entire childhood, I kept craving for Dad's love and affection, to the point that I just gave up on him. There was no hope. 

Mum's last wish was the one that I tried to follow: Don't hurt yourself. Keep loving others, but most importantly keep loving yourself. Don't hate your father just because he didn't care for you. You know how he is. And try to forgive Aman. He never wanted to hurt you. He loved you like a lunatic. Don't hurt him. 

My brother was incredibly young when that happened. So, everything fell on me. My entire life got destroyed after that. I sent my brother to a boarding school. I could not bear the fact he should see me weak, heartbroken. I used to tell him that I was the kind of woman who never felt pain. I just would not react. After I lost my parents, I felt as there was no reason for me to live, so I started taking cocaine and THAT was the worst phase of my life. 

One day, I came home drunk, and I slapped my brother for not giving me cocaine. I then understood how helpless I became because of it, and I wanted to hug him and started crying, but he stopped me saying that my sister would never feel weak. She is a wonder woman. I want to meet and be with my sister, not a drug addict. That hit me. 

From then on, I stopped taking drugs. I went to a rehabilitation centre, so I could be with him. He used to stay in a hostel at that point. The next thing I know is that he's going apply to become an army officer. He's all grown up to be a very fine young man... I am proud of him. Now I must start to find a nice bride for him. 

I sent him an email with some pictures of the girls he might want to consider dating... and he replied to me with a picture of our family: my mom, my dad, him and me. What struck me the most, was that he also included a picture of Aman in the email. I broke down looking at his picture. He'd written a request: he wanted me to write a story about Aman and me. I clearly said no to him because this is very personal. He was the only guy I truly loved in my entire life, and I don't want anyone to judge him or our love for each other. 

After he died, everyone wanted me to get married, so that I forget what happened, at least for a while. I did not want to. Forgetting Aman would be a torture for me. And I kept explaining to them that I love Aman. He promised me that he will come back soon. He'll never leave my side; then why should I leave his? I want to die remembering the beautiful smile that he had. I want to remember him loving me. I want to remember him in every single moment in my life. I just want to live to be only his. 

The day I started writing my story was when it was Aman's twelfth death anniversary. I couldn't hold it anymore. When I saw Naina with Rohit coming, I ran towards Naina and broke down. I couldn't believe that Aman left me. It has been 12 years since Aman died and then I remembered that Naina was in love with him. 

Then Naina spoke: "It's true. I could not have loved Aman the way you love him. I would have committed suicide if I were you. But you, you are still alive and making sure that everyone is ok, just like the way he wanted you to be before he left you. He told me to give you something that will probably remind you of him." 

Then she took out a pair of anklets that I liked in a store years ago and there was a piece of paper which read: Priya, I love you, I love you very much. I will always love you till the end of time. I wanted to ask you a question, but I never had the guts to tell you: WILL YOU MARRY ME? I broke down and I was reliving the memories I spent with him. Again.

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