#And he can't figure out if he wants his mom his dad or his grandmother to do so

[hackedmotionsensors]

Welcome Aoi!!!

So....my recommendation is to not...right before you're going to sleep at 2am to take an extra two hours to draw out a comic and then decide to sloppily color it bc it will come out....really sloppy LOL I'M SORRY!! I might come back later and touch this up but for now just bear with it lol

I'll write the text out if you can't read it.

BUT! Its the same Omegaverse world that Lime and Lemon are from.

I just wanted them to have one more, a girl, and she has blue hair like her great grandmother (potentially) and her great granduncle (I KEEP MESSING THIS UP LOL but yes Great Grand-Uncle) but I wanted Sanji to be a little startled by it (at first obvs. emotions are high. he just pushed a new person out of him) bc 1) he has no idea that anyone in Zoro's family has blue hair 2) since she's neither green nor yellow then the blue is startling bc what if the Germa expiraments made it through him and came out in his children NOT HIS BABY!!!!!!!!!!

But its fine and they have a laugh and all is good.

LOL ALSO LIKE. I forgot the implications that Sanji might have cheated or Zoro would think that but its fucking omegaverse lol Where's he gonna go? Zoro knows what he did. Multiple times. Like damn.

ALSO ALSO LIKE.....lol I know Zoro would KNOW Sanji has brothers bc they'd been mentioned but he never met them so he probably doesn't know their names.

Script! ⤵️

Shimotsuki Midwife: " Congratulations Blackleg-san! You have a beautiful little girl"

SanjI: "Ahh finally <3 A girl" *sob sob*

Sanji: "Oh no her hair!"

Zoro: "What's wrong?"

Sanji: *wobbly voice* "Why...Why! Why is her hair blue!? I don't want her to be like Niji! Like ANY of them!!"

Zoro: "Oh Blue? My dad and Grandma had blue hair. (My mom was green) Supposedly my Grand Uncle too but I never met him."

Sanji: "Oh........"

Sanji: "You have a dad? Thats so weird. I figured they scraped you off a wet tree"

Zoro: "Shaddap"

Zoro:"Hey who the hell is Niji?"

Nami: "Are you actually stupid!?"

Luffy running down the hall: SAAAAAANNNJIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Shimotsuki Midwife: What a lively family

Sorry this was so long LMAO Don't do a art at 3am. Go to fucking sleep LMAO

[calware]

headcanons on who would have kids

june: i don't think she'd have kids, she feels more like an aunt to me that lets her nieces and nephews stay up past their bedtimes. that said i am so intrigued by the concept of everyone being gods that are centuries-old and virtually detached from their humanity and she snatches a random kid. and everyone is like june you can't. you can't do that. put it back

rose: i don't think she would have kids 😔 she feels SOOOOO GUILTY about it too because she feels like she's Supposed to have a kid and is Supposed to be a good mother to like, prove something, or make up for her own childhood, but she just can't. i think if she did have kids she would be one of those moms who loves their kid and takes care of them and provides for them but still regrets it and hates herself for regretting it. she likes helping with kids though

dave: depends on the scenario honestly there are so many ways this could go

jade: i think she would have kids, i imagine she ends up like a grandmother with 100 grandkids lol. they all get together for big family reunions with lots of food and warm rooms and laughter and music

jane: LOL no

roxy: i also don't think she would want kids, i think this is something she would realize later in life, maybe even after having a kid

dirk: allergic to the idea of having a kid so so bad. despite this he cannot help but unwillingly end up as some kid's mentor/guardian/pseudo father-figure because he's cursed. with a support group he's okay though once he chills out for 2 seconds

jake: take a wild guess

karkat: doesn't decide to have kids but he somehow ends up taking care of like 5 random ones. where did they come from? maybe they were adopted. maybe they all started following him around and never left. maybe they were all left at his front door in a milk crate. either way, they're his responsibility now. he's not the stepfather, he's the father that Stepped Up

kanaya: i also don't think she would have kids but i do think she would be very involved with kids. i like the idea of her working with grubs in the brooding caverns before they find families/communities/lusii/etc to take them in. or a short-term foster parent. again i'd like to think rose helps her with this

terezi: realistically i cannot see her raising a child by herself unless it's in a very comical context like the paradox space comics, which i imagine would be VERY entertaining from an outsider's perspective. terezi teaching a baby legal jargon. terezi wearing those baby carriers that you strap to your chest while careening down the interstate. terezi fingerpainting with a baby, but she's picking up the baby and using it like a baby-shaped paintbrush

vriska: 😬

gamzee: he's already kind of calliope's dad? in a way

[countrymusiclover]

8 - The Jealousy Plan

Part 9

It’s About Time

Tags just ask - @lover-of-books-and-tea @bvbwestfall @bubble-blu @liesanddreams @bethanymccauley @skeletonontheroad

Ashley, Hannah and I were walking out of class and I saw someone walking by with some candy. I had heard rumors that Georgie had started selling candy a month after Veronica and her boyfriend broke up. Georgie saw the girl come out of the bathroom. “Veronica.”

She smiled at him. “Oh, hey.”

“Come here. I got something for you.” Georgie opened his bag of candy.

She came over looking in his bag. “Ooh, is it candy?”

“No, but it is pretty sweet.” He handed her a black box.

I rolled my eyes wanting to leave. “This is unbelievable.”

“Georgie, what did you do?” The blonde asked him curiously.

He looked at the black box. “Just open it.”

“This looks expensive. $100?” She opened the box gasping at how much he had spent on a tiny silver necklace.

Georgie smiled at her. “And that's without tax.”

“I can't accept this.”

He shakes his head at her response. “B-But I bought it for you.”

Veronica snapped at my best friend. “Well, you shouldn't have.”

Ashley sent me a half smile when he tried to figure her out. “I don't get you. I went out of my way to buy you something nice and you don't even want it.”

“Georgie, it's too much. I mean, you're not gonna impress me by throwing money around.” Veronica shut the box, giving it back and walking away.

“You sure? In "Material Girl," Madonna loves it.” Georgie calls out as the blonde walked away glancing over at me. “What did I do wrong Y/n?”

“Maybe she just doesn’t like you and you're throwing all your efforts out when there’s someone else who likes you!” I spun around on my feet leaving my two friends standing with him not wanting to talk with him right then.

For the rest of the day I didn’t have class with him and I managed to basically avoid him until school let out. My moms car pulled up in the parking lot and I opened the door about to get in hearing Georgie’s voice. “ I saw you smile.”

Veronica was holding the gift box standing by her car and he was standing near her. “Go away, Georgie.”

“You can eat it or wear it, it's up to you.” Georgie smiled back at her, shifting his gaze over to me. He walked over seeing me toss my backpack in the car. “Y/n, can we talk?”

“Not really. I have to get home soon.” I bared my teeth not wanting to see him winning over Veronica.

He slides his backpack on his shoulder. “Are you mad at me or something?”

“I avoided you most of the day, what do you think?”

“What did I do?” He asked confused.

I shut the door in his face turning in my seat to look at my mom. “Missy could figure it out before you. Why don’t you ask her!”

“What was that about?”

“He likes another girl.” I grumble. “Could I hang out at Connie’s house for a little while?”

“Sure.” My mom tuned on the car and we drove to his Memaw’s house.

I pushed her front door open hearing a ruckus coming from the backyard. Sitting my backpack down I went to the back door finding the noise. Going outside I went around the corner seeing Connie sitting at the picnic table with a beer watching Missy throw a ball at an empty trash can. “What are you guys doing out here?”

“I'm practicing the baseball tricks my dad taught me. Why aren't you with my brother?” Missy asked, holding a baseball in her hands.

I sat down in the empty chair with her grandmother. “I ditched him at school. He's on my nerves right now.”

“Has my idiot grandson not noticed you have a crush on him yet?” Connie turned her head in my direction.

I leaned forward in the seat, baffled. “You know. How?”

“It's kind of obvious.” Missy replied.

Covering my face with my hands I throw my head back sinking in the chair. “If I'm lucky everyone in Medford will know before he ever does.”

“Connie, are you home!” I heard a guy's voice calling from the backdoor I had left open.

Connie shifted in her chair. “Out here John!”

“Hello Connie and your Sheldon's sister Missy.” An older man that was bald and looked to be the same age as the woman waved coming outside. He moved his gaze to me. “Have we met before?”

She waved him over grabbing a third chair for the table so he could sit. “John this is Georgie’s best friend.”

“Y/n, nice to meet you.” I got up from my chair holding out my hand.

The elderly man shakes my hand, holding a bag of fruit in his other hand. “John Sturgis. I brought a bag of grapes if you all would like some.”

“So why are you mad with Georgie?” Whipping my head around Missy asked me throwing a ball at the trash can and it fell over.

John and I made our way over to the table sitting back with Connie. “He's trying so hard to be with Veronica and it frustrates me.”

“May I ask a question?” John entered the conversation.

I nodded yes. “Sure.”

“Is Georgie your mate?”

I blushed at the use of the word mate with Missy chiming in. “No but she wants him to be.”

“We've been friends since forever. Now he likes this other girl at school and I can't stand it. I'm just too afraid to tell him how I feel while he's pursuing her.” I tapped the armrests of the chair I was in.

Connie sipped from her beer bottle. “Teenage boys are the worst.”

“I could throw a baseball at him. Knock some sense into him if you want.” Missy offers me.

Shaking my head no I wasn't sure that was necessary. Dr. Sturgis finished the grapes he was eating adding to the conversation. “Lions in the wild typically fight over the lioness that they want to be with me. You could incorporate that.”

“I don't think me fighting with him will get me anywhere.”

Connie sat her drink down. “He might be onto something. You could date someone else or show interest in another guy he's close with to make him jealous..”

“And realize he has feelings for me.” I finished her sentence.

Missy throws a fist into the air. “Yeah!”

“It could work but with who?”

Connie questioned me. “Are any of your other guy friends signal?”

“Ryker and Ashley are together.”

Missy added in knowing about my friend group. “Marlowe. You could date Marlowe.”

“I'll talk with him at school tomorrow. This just might work.” I responded to the other three people.

Connie held out her hand, Missy put hers on hers, Dr. Sturgis and I put our hands over there. “Then it's a deal, kiddo. Cooper Jealousy Plan on three.”

“One…Two…Three.” Dr. Sturgis counted off.

The four of us hollered raising our hands in the air in victory. “Cooper Jealousy Plan!” If Marlowe agrees to our plan then maybe Georgie would feel the same.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[unhingedoveractivemuse]

A Blessing

Tags: Bobby Nash & Evan "Buck" Buckley. Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Established Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Bobby Nash Acting as Evan "Buck" Buckley's Parental Figure

Notes: Flufftober #22 Heirloom

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Bobby Nash knows that no matter what universe he resides in, he will always love his family, welcoming them with open arms whenever they need him knowing they'll do the same in return. 

It does not mean he isn't filled with worry every time one of his family shows up on his doorstep unannounced. 

Especially when it's Buck. 

It also doesn't help that Buck exudes anxious energy, practically vibrating out of his skin. 

“I want to ask Eddie to marry me,” the younger man says when they finally sit down and Bobby gently asks what's wrong. 

Bobby isn't surprised. At least not about Buck wanting to ask Eddie for his hand in marriage because he's seen Buck glancing at Eddie's hand a lot and not-so-subtle browsing wedding pictures recently. 

He is also surprised, though, which is a pretty uncommon feeling when it comes to Buck and Eddie. The only time he was truly surprised by anything that has to do with them is when Eddie first joined the 118. One, he hadn't expected Buck to be so hostile. Two, while he scouted Eddie to be partners with Buck and knew they'd complement each other, he didn't expect them to get along so well to the point that everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they grew into something more.

It's one of those moments when he was reminded that, as is with everything, God always has a plan.

It took a while between repression and their needing to realize the part of themselves that loves each other exists, but when Buck and Eddie finally got their act together and saw what was right in front of them, they've been so, so happy. He honestly can't say if he's seen them happier than when they've been together.

So, he is surprised Buck came in such a panic. 

There's only one reason he can think of. 

“He'll say yes,” Bobby reassures. 

He's seen these two grow as best friends and as individuals. Buck has become calmer and more settled thanks in no small part to Eddie, and Eddie has been more relaxed and more willing to lean on others because of Buck. He’s seen them with different partners - all nowhere near compatible with them (not that Bobby ever told them that directly) than they are with each other - until they were ready to come together to be something more, and he can say for sure he's never seen Eddie look at anyone with so much love other than Buck. 

There's no doubt in his mind how unshakable Buck's place in Eddie's life is.

Eddie will say yes. 

(He ignores the part of him that says “Or else.”)

“But what if he doesn't want marriage? What if he only says yes because he feels obligated to? I mean, after what happened to his last one, I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't want to get married again and I can't force it on him… and I can't exactly ask without giving it away.”

He's a good kid, he thinks for the nth time since he's met Buck. Even in the face of not having what he wants, he will always think of others first. 

Bobby is glad nothing that's happened in the past couple of years has changed that, and it makes him feel all the more confident about the decision he's made.  

“I have something for you, Buck. Sit tight, alright?”

He returns minutes later, sliding a little velvet drawstring bag across the table to Buck, who looks very curious about it but doesn't move. 

“It's for you, kid,” Bobby clarifies. “It might need resizing but it's yours to use if you want.”

Blue eyes widen at the implication, and Buck reaches out towards the bag, opening it cautiously before his mouth falls open. 

“You're giving me a ring?!”

“Yes. It's tradition to pass it down when your son is ready to propose, so, just like my mom gave it to me and my grandmother gave it to my dad, I'm giving it to you.”

He honestly doesn't know in which generation the ring originated from, but he knows the tradition of passing it on from mother to son when he's ready to start another chapter in his life has been going on for at least four generations. His brother should have gotten it as the older one but Charlie didn't want it, so his mom had given it to him when he was ready to propose to Marcy. 

He had asked her how she had known he was planning on proposing, and all she said was “I just knew. And I'm sure Marcy will know one day, too, when your future children are ready.”

Bobby might not be Marcy and Buck might not be Robert Jr. but he knew. 

Buck looks teary-eyed but manages to stutter out, “I-I… Bobby, I can't. T-that means this w-was Marcy's. And even…what about Harry or May?”

He had thought for a long time about whether he wanted to do this. The ring was one of the only things he had left of Marcy, saved from the deadly fire that had taken his family from him by chance of being at the jeweler for annual maintenance. Naturally, he had kept it but never thought he would continue the family tradition. 

Until Buck came into his life and wiggled his way into his heart, making a home for himself next to where Robert Jr. and Brook still live. 

The question was if he was willing to give up the little he still had of Marcy. 

But when he brought it up to Athena, she had given him a look and said, “I think you know what you want to do.”

“Marcy would give her blessing,” he tells the man that he sees as his own kid. “And Harry and May won't mind.”

“Y-you're sure? They won't get mad?”

“You know what May told me once?”

Buck shakes his head. 

“She said that Athena brought two kids into the marriage and I brought one. You're her brother, and I'm sure Harry feels the same.”

He watches as Buck swallows, taking out the ring and staring at it. “Is this your way of giving me your blessing and saying it'll go well?”

“You're ready, kid. You both are.”

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Two weeks later, when Buck turns up unannounced at the door again, this time with Eddie adorning the engagement ring that Bobby gave Buck, worry floods him again especially seeing the nerves on Buck's face.

But the soft smile on Eddie's face should have assured him it wasn't anything terrible. 

In fact, it's…

“Will you walk me down the aisle?”

…it's a blessing.

[faraway-sunshine]

Meet Whoever's In My Head #1: Haru

Derived from an old nickname my grandmother used to give me based on my middle name, Haru is my oldest friend besides Mari.

I typed a lot, so information on backstory and why I drew him like this is under the cut.

(Saturday 16th September, 2000, 8:26 PM)

Backstory

When I was little, I don't remember much, but I know I had meningitis. There was an outbreak at my kindergarten, and I got it really bad (this was before I moved to Faraway, by the way). Because of how dangerous it is and how fast it spreads, I was pretty much in isolation in the hospital. According to doctors, I had bad fevers and other symptoms that meant it was a miracle that I pulled through.

My only real memories were missing Mari, seeing crayoned pictures in my room being hung up, and a nurse who felt bad for me and read comic books out loud.

I guess one of the comic books had something about cloning, so I later invented this kind of story that I was actually a clone and my original copy had died of the sickness and that's why I couldn't remember, because it wasn't actually me who went through it. It fit with how I was, as my dad said, "not really the same after". It also fits with how the next time I saw my grandma, who was old and confused, she kept asking for "Haru" and denying I was her grandson.

Later on, I felt Haru's presence whenever I was lonely or screwed up or did something bad. When most prayed to God, I tried to talk with him to figure out what was wrong, what they screwed up when I was cloned, what I was doing that made my family look so worried and sad sometimes in comparison to how they saw Mari.

It got to the point where my memory would black out sometimes, and whenever I described the blackouts to Mari she said she could tell because I seemed almost a different person, seemingly brighter and more out-there and weirdly clingy with my parents (who I was very distant from after being sick) and not seeming to know my friends as well as I should. It scared me at first, but then I extended my prayers sometimes to wanting Haru to take control more, as he seemed to get the "good son" act that I never could.

Although I was sick when I was four, Haru part-grew, part-didn't with me. Like, his face and voice and stuff was still like me as a kid, but he got taller and his intellect mostly kept up. But some "babyish" habits that I abandoned after my sickness, like thumb sucking, persisted as when Haru was there Mom and Dad would find it endearing and wistful seeing me act like I did when I was "happier" (I don't know if I was actually happier, or just better at showing it with them). He also is more likely to see things very black-and-white and stand his ground on odd opinions, and his handwriting and drawing is a lot messier.

He hadn't fronted properly for a while in the time leading up to Mari, but I could feel him in the back and understand some of his thoughts and emotions and what he wanted and liked in comparison to myself. But after Mari died, and once Dad left and Mom was working all the time again, Haru was almost entirely silent. And I felt worse because I remembered the old baby story I told myself and felt I had "failed" at my "purpose" and should have just never been "created" (even as I knew that it can't have been real). Maybe I locked him away deep in my mind to protect him from all these big scary things that were already like that for me, I don't know.

He's slowly emerging back, carefully, as things settle and I figure out how to be a functional human again, but the collapse of the status quo leaves him wondering if he even has a place now in whatever ecosystem my mind is. And if he recognizes us as being at a hospital, doctor's office or similar location he usually darts right away and leaves me or whoever else picks up after wondering why we feel all stressed and scared and sad and alone.

Haru isn't a big fan of scary things or science fiction, unlike how I like comic books and cartoons. His favorite book is Paddington Bear, and every time he sees a train station he makes sure to look for any bears with name tags just in case.

Design

Haru's one of the only ones allowed color in my head. He exudes a sense of innocence, but at the same time, he's trapped in my early childhood in the way that he affects me. I drew him in pajamas both times because in a way, he never left the hospital properly.

The stuffed animal is a weird cat plush with a tail but no proper legs that was a baby toy of mine. It was thrown out at the hospital at some point.

Also, the red line represents the life support he was on. In that first dump, the red stand was some sort of solution. The red here is meant to stand out against the colder, softer color pallet I used for the rest of him. He gets a hospital bracelet too.

His pajamas are a bit too big for him, as hospital issue during a meningitis outbreak in his age group. He's also usually quite tired. That's the only trace of his sickness that he has, though, as I don't remember the rest.

[simslegacy5083]

Today's (10/31/2024) Episode: In Loving Memory

Luigi had been happy to see his step-mom at New Years but was devastated when he found out he had missed his last chance to hug her goodbye. 

"Thanks for letting me know" he said, his voice breaking "you're right, she was really something special." Ending the call with his step-brother he turned to Noemi, who was sitting next to him at the computer, looking concerned. "That was Scott" he told her "Mom passed away this morning…" 

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry" Noemi replied, rising to wrap him in a hug "She was such an amazing sim. I can't begin to imagine how hard this must be for you. Let me know if there’s anything special we can do today in her memory."

Luigi was still deep into processing his own feelings that afternoon when Noemi came to gently remind him that Skye would be home soon. "He was so close to his grandmother, and he feels things so deeply. I'm really worried about how he’ll handle the news." 

"Ugh, I'm such a plumhole!" Luigi swore “I was so wrapped up in myself I hadn’t even considered that, and I have no idea how to help him with this… no wait! Maybe a special drink to soften the blow?“

 Noemi didn’t dispute his plan, such as it was. "It couldn’t hurt to show him we care in small ways. Bringing him to Orange’s place for the memorial tonight should help him come to terms as well“. She frowned. “As long as we aren’t interrupted by fans or those paparazzi vultures.”

Skye's reaction was pretty much exactly what his parents had expected. As soon as they told him he started to sob, quickly pushing back his chair and running from the room. The sound of his bedroom door closing followed shortly thereafter. "Should we go after him?" Luigi asked his wife, unsure. 

"Let's give him some time" she said "This is really his first time dealing with the death of a loved one. He was so little when your dad passed. Why don't we get dressed for dinner first and then check on him? He’ll be able to catch his breath, and we’ll still have time to answer his questions before we go."

It turned out Skye was less blindsided by the news than his father. "Grandma told me she'd be going to the ever after soon" he explained when they came to see him a few minutes later. "She said she was looking forward to being with Grandpa again… but I’m still really going to miss her.” 

“Me too, buddy." Luigi agreed "She moved in with my dads and me when I was just a toddler and was as much a parent to me as they were.”

Noemi put an arm around her son. We're going to her dad's house to see your Uncle Scott and Aunt Kelsie for dinner tonight; and we can all share the ways she made us feel loved. You don’t have to share if you don't want too though, it's up to you. Are you ready to get dressed so we can go?"

Skye nodded solemnly and went to get ready. Settling outside his door to wait Luigi turned to Noemi, a question in his eyes. 

"I never even considered, dad and mom and papa… how's that going to work!? Dad and mom weren't together romantically until after papa passed." He paused then, his eyes widening with fear and concern. "Noemi… what about us, and Kiana…??

Noemi was quick to put him at ease about their own relationship "Honey, you know as well as anyone that my marriage to Kiana had been one of convenience for ages before her death. I’ll be happy to see her, but I was never more than a poor stand-in for her previous partner, who she’s reunited with now.”

I’m only interested in a relationship with YOU." She leaned in to demonstrate the depth of her romantic interest in him, and him alone. 

"Your parents" she continued after breaking away from her husband's relieved kiss "are a different story. They’ll need to come to some sort of arrangement, I imagine" she chuckled "but I suspect they’ll figure it out. Like you told Skye, the three of them lived together for years."

That evening Valentina's family gathered at her father Orange's ancestral home in the Del Sol Valley Hills to celebrate her life. 

"Thanks for hosting this privately." Luigi said as his famous step-grandfather greeted them at the door and led them to the front patio where everything was setup for their meal. “I mostly enjoy interacting with my fans, but I don’t think I could bear paparazzi and the public bothering me right now. I don't know how you’ve managed all these centuries without building a moat around this place!“

Orange stared at him, bewildered "Luigi… hasn't anyone told you about the celebrity disguise!?" Now it was Luigi's turn to stare. Shaking his head in disbelief Orange continued “you must REALLY love the attention to have gotten this far without knowing about THAT. I’ll fill you in during dinner.”

The family spent a pleasant evening reminiscing about the dearly departed sim that had touched all their lives so deeply. Before they left for the night Orange was even kind enough to let young Skye post a picture of him and Luigi together for his ever-growing simstagram account.

They all felt better following the meal, and after helping with his homework Noemi introduced Skye to one more way to center his emotions.

“These are yoga mats” she began. “Yoga is an exercise that helps me relax, and I’ve read it can also help with your asthma. It's been a long stressful day, and I think we could all enjoy a little time here under the stars together. You up to following along with your father and I?”

Skye nodded, and their little family began a tradition that night that would serve them well as they dealt with life’s many ups and downs.

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[myechoecho]

Perfect Marriage Revenge, ep 8

The one thing that shines through in this episode is just how Yi Joo is blossoming. Freed from her family's cruelty and oppression and with the love and support of Do Guk (and his mom and grandma), she's finding out who she truly is. As she gains confidence, she's becoming more sociable, personable and assertive. I suspect she's always be somewhat reserved, but she's no longer the doormat who faded into the background.

Look at her eating the food her teacher made and recognizing that she must have huge trust in her because the only other person's food she eats is Do Guk's. Also, we all agree that that her teacher is her mom right? Very curious to hear her story. And even if she turns out not to be her mom, she's made a friend. Yi Goo is so pleased and surprised to know that her teacher considers her a friend.

I love that Yi Joo is recognizing that she does care for Do Guk. It's one thing for her to want to learn to cook so she can feed Do Guk but she includes his mother and grandmother in that. It means she considers them part of her home. Grandma is shrewd woman who very specifically built homes for people. She knows that Do Guk never found his home until Yi Joo, just as she knows that Yi Joo is finding her home with Do Guk. Now I suspect she thinks the two of them are idiots who cannot fully see their feelings for one another (she knows they are in love) but that is for Yi Joo and Do Guk to figure out.

Yi Joo and Do Guk are more comfortable with one another at home. He can't eat unless he knows she's eaten. He's able to hug her and she doesn't flinch. She's all smiles with him. But what about the sex?

It must have been so crushing for Yi Joo to lose that housekeeper, who clearly adored her. I do hope that Yi Joo and the secretary are being careful.

I knew that Se Hyeok was going to be the weak link. I guess at least he finally apologized and admitted why he wanted to marry Yi Joo. Still it lead to him leaking the text messages and giving the interview to clear Yi Joo. The fact that Do Guk did it at the board meeting to drag down Jung Wook is chef's kiss.

Speaking of Jung Wook, the look on his face when he realized that there was a video of what actually happened and that his lies will be exposed. He went real quick from saying "you threw me overboard 20 years ago" to "we don't need to watch it because it's 20 years in the past". And please, why is Do Guk's mom so worried that grandma broke the phone? Surely that is not the ONLY copy of the video they had.

I like that Jung Hye was able to manipulate getting the shares or stopping the grandfather from giving them to Yi Joo. Yi Joo and Do Guk can't win over her every time. Whomever the man is beside Jung Hye, I think he's Yoo Ra's bio dad. I have no reason to think this but I do.

[calistamoreno]

Name: Calista Moreno Occupation: Laundromat attendant / drugsdealer Age: 30 Sexuality: Bisexual Species: Human Hometown: Albacete, Spain Relationship Status: Single Personality Traits: Uncaring, morbid, independent, bold, adrenaline seeker, a mess all around

Calista Moreno was the firstborn of the Moreno family, surrounded by a big family of uncles, aunts, grandmothers, grandfathers, nieces, cousins and family that branched out even further, she was a happy baby that was raised by a literal village in Spain. Her father was of Spanish roots, her mother American, she spent most of her childhood in Spain before her father expanded his job hunting to international waters. At the age of 9, they said goodbye to their beloved village and moved to Port Leiry, where Calista picked up school roughly at first. She had a tough time making friends, but this changed over the years when sibling after sibling followed and she needed to seek attention elsewhere for a while.

Attention she got, Calista became the popular brat at high school. Though no one could beat her actual best friend; her dad. Whenever he could, he'd take her anywhere after school or even let her skip a day if possible, if it meant they could spend some quality time together. Her bond between her parents was the strongest with her dad, her mom had a greater bond with her siblings, and that was fine. That was just absolutely fine. She could persuade her dad into always taking her side, she had him wrapped around her finger just as much he had her wrapped around his. It was her charm, she could persuade most people in her life, people at school, it was her need for control in a subtle way. Using her looks and brain to get people to do whatever she wanted.

At fifteen, this changed drastically. When she came back home not too late at night to a dark house with no lights on, something clearly was amiss. She found her father brutally murdered in the kitchen, the one and only person she cared the most for in her life had been taken from her. She'd been taken over by trauma, one she'd prevented her mother and siblings from seeing when they came home from another event later. Her personality changed over time, and when her mother spiraled into a heavy depression over the loss of her husband, Calista had to step up and take care of her siblings too.

When taking care of her siblings no longer meant just getting them dressed and dropping them off at school, but working for money too, she was forced to drop out of college. She became closed off, only cared for her family and no one else, her friends disappeared one by one from her life. When the opportunity got thrown at her to start a side job at dealing drugs, she grasped it with both hands, needing the money as much she can. Over the years she figured out the supernatural existed, and has always known deep down that some supernatural fuck has killed her father years ago, still she can't care enough to hate them more than she already hates the world around her. To her family she's a laundromat attendant, not knowing she deals in drugs, deals in blood and deals in potions too every now and then.

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WHITE RABBIT; the clients she trusts and often has the same order ready for

BLOOD BUDDIES; the ones she takes blood from of deals blood to for a good amount of money

RIDE OR DIE; the best friend that puts up with her bullshit, her uncaring nature and still sticks by her side despite it all and knows about the deep loss and trauma she suffered from that fucked with her head

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Snippet of the past - trauma, death & body horror TW: It's late at night, her after school tutoring lesson had run late, she should've been home already. Though her parents were more lax the day before the weekend, Calista still biked home fast, the pedals were heavy underneath her tired feet. Out of breath, she pulled up to a house she'd moved to only 6 years ago. The lights were off. Strange, they should be on.

Her mom and siblings were off to a ballet performance of her youngest sister, but her dad should be home. Would he have gone to bed early? Surely he would've left a light on if he did. The sight of the house surrounded by darkness and the chilly wind that breezed past her, made her feel uneasy. Her mind started playing tricks on her, showing all kinds of horrific monsters that stood behind windows, she'd watched too many horror movies at slumber parties and pretended to be all tough about. Now, however, she didn't feel so tough - a feeling she brushed off, she was a grown up now, she was fifteen and not scared of a dark house. That was all it was, a house. She put her bike away in the garage, dropped her keys in the bowl by the front door, calling out for her dad that she was home as she turned some lights on and fixed her hair in the hallway mirror. Kicked off her shoes and shrugged off her jacket.

''Dad! You around? Are you upstairs?!'' Calista should've gone upstairs, but her throat was dry and her mouth was thirsty for some of that fresh orange juice her mom picked up from the store on fridays. In a rush she made her way to the fridge without reaching for the light switch around the corner. She'd just be in and out, knowing exactly where the fridge was. A big mistake. Her bare feet felt a wetness pooled around them before she lost her balance and fell backwards onto the floor. A shriek left her lips, then a painful groan and a ''fuck, fucking Leo, never cleaning up the mess after his goddamn ass.'' Blaming her younger brother for her accident, there were tears in her eyes when she shakily got up from the pool of water or milk or whatever the fuck it was. Trembling fingers found the light switch. Blurry eyes watched a dark smear on the switch she just touched. ''What the fuck?'' The words were said in a worried whisper when she wiped her eyes with her knuckles and watched how her hands were coated in a deep red. A body unnaturally hung over the kitchen island, with arms and legs broken in positions they shouldn't be in - blood stained the kitchen all over. Her first instinct was to scream from the horrors she witnessed, she wanted to close her eyes - she wanted to run - she wanted to wake up from this nightmare, but she was stuck in place and her eyes were wide open. Was that......was that her fucking dad?! ''Dad?!'' She screamed, barely audible by how broken her voice sounded, she couldn't even recognize her own voice as she repeated crying for her father. Frozen on the spot, she couldn't move at the sight but not look away either. Her brain forced her to keep on watching, to take in the sight that would forever haunt her. In dreams, in life, on the streets, in the dark, in her own bedroom.

She had wet herself from the traumatic event, from the fear that ran ice cold through her veins. She had passed out at some point, to be waken up by paramedics the neighbors had called in. Her siblings had never seen the sight she had seen, nor her mother, they'd been kept outside by the police, until a covered body was carried into an ambulance. Once her daddy's girl, this traumatic event had changed the girl forever.

[kissorkill16]

You'll Get Through This: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: 16 year old Nicky Roth and a suicide attempt.

Nicky jolted upwards out of his slumber, breathing heavily and sweating uncontrollably. He had another nightmare, and it was one of the worst nightmares ever since the grocery store.

He was in Mr. Peterson's basement. The large man towered over him, holding a butcher knife. He couldn't move, he couldn't scream, he couldn't do anything. All he could do was lie there, petrified, and wishing this man would just get it over with already.

Nicky immediately ran to the bathroom, and he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like a hot mess. Messy hair, sweaty face, he looked like he just ran a whole 78 miles.

He couldn't take it anymore. The nightmares, the flashbacks, the pain, the bullying, the near death experiences. He hated his life. He just wanted it all to stop.

He turned on the sink, and splashed some water in his face, when he looked at himself in the mirror once again, he saw the scared little boy he once was. 13 year old Nicky Roth, a stupid little boy who ruined his entire life to find his only friend who he had something in common with.

The same stupid little boy who ruined his friendship with so many other people, the same stupid little boy who damaged his reputation, the same stupid little boy who made him and his parents look bad in front of the entire city of Raven Brooks.

The next thing he saw was a black figure. The figure took the shape of Aaron, Mr. Peterson's last living child. The last thing he heard before he jolted backwards and fell in the bathtub was...

"I warned you, Nicky. I told you to never come back."

Nicky grasped the sides of his head, and let out a blood curdling scream. He ran back to the mirror, angry and lost in his head, and he started punching the glass until his knuckles started to bleed. When he was done, there was nothing left of the mirror, and his knuckles looked like they've had better days.

Nicky opened the bathroom cupboard under the sink, and grabbed his mother's sleeping pills. Then he ran to his room, took out a piece of paper and pencil. He began writing...

Dear World,

I'm sorry, but I can't take it anymore. I can't take anymore nightmares, pain, regret, hallucinations, nothing. I've lost all of my friends, all of my sanity, all of the trust anyone has ever had in me, I've lost everything. I'm finally going to be with my bubba (grandmother), and I'll finally be free from this hell I call my life. I'm sorry, Mom and Dad. I'll miss you.

Sincerely,

Nicholas Michael Roth

He emptied the container of pills into his hands, and stuffed them all into his mouth. But before he could swallow a single pill, his door swung open.

"NICKY!"

It was his mother. She frantically ran to Nicky, slapping the container out of his hands, and gripping his cheeks.

"Spit them out!"

Nicky shook his head.

"Nicholas Michael Roth, spit out all of those pills right fucking now!"

Nicky didn't want to, but he did anyway. As he spat them out, he started crying uncontrollably.

Just then, his father walked in. Immediately growing concerned when he saw his son crying. "Oh, holy shit! Nicky, what happened?!", he asked.

"I just caught our son trying to kill himself."

Jay's eyes widened in shock. He sat down on the bed, next to Nicky. He was scared to touch him since he was currently having a breakdown.

"Nicky, it's okay, honey."

"No, stop that. No it's not!"

"Nicky-"

Nicky unleashed another scream. "STOP IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE, MOM! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE NIGHTMARES, PAIN, PTSD HEART ATTACKS AND FLASHBACKS, NO MORE!"

Nicky continued crying. "Just please let me end it. I hate myself so fucking much right now. I want to die! Everything hurts so bad."

Jay and Luanne hated seeing their baby like this. They wrapped their arms around Nicky, a warm and comforting embrace.

"Let me end it. Let me end it. Let me end it.", the scared boy kept saying.

"Narf. Look at me.", said his father.

Nicky turned his head to look at him.

"We're not going to keep telling you it's okay, because we know you know it's not. But we just want to let you know that we're here for you. We're here to listen this time."

"Your father's right, Nicky. I know we weren't there for you when you needed us before, and we regret it, knowing it's the reason you went missing. But just know, we're ready to listen now. We're ready to be better parents.

Nicky pondered for a moment, but he finally opened up his mouth to speak.

"I guess I've been feeling pretty angry and sad."

He stopped for a moment, checking to see if they were really listening. When he saw they were, he continued talking.

"Angry because no one would believe me when I said Mr. Peterson was the reason Aaron and Mya were missing. And sad because I lost all of my friends, and I felt like I've been abandoned."

Nicky felt like crying again.

"Everyone was against me in Raven Brooks, everyone thought I was crazy. No one believed me, they said I didn't have enough proof, but there was a truckload of proof right under their noses. They just refused to look at it! No one cares about missing children. No one cares about bullying. No one cares about the death of a child-"

As Nicky said all of this, he felt his throat start to close up, and his eyes began flooding up with tears. Before he knew it, he was crying again. His father's arms wrapped tighter around him.

"Narf, that was Raven Brooks. We're not in Raven Brooks anymore."

"Exactly. We're in Shelbyville. It's better than Raven Brooks. There are really great schools, and interesting after school programs, there's even a neighborhood watch."

Joking seemed to be helping a little bit, because Nicky started to smile.

"Yeah.", he said. "There are a few good restaurants nearby, and a decent police station. And it normally takes a week to find missing people."

They all laughed.

"But seriously, Narf.", his dad said, "You're not alone anymore. You're going to get through this. You might not get through it immediately, but I swear, you'll get through it. You'll feel better, and boom! No more nightmares or flashbacks, and no more suicidal thoughts."

Nicky smiled and snuggled into his father's chest.

"And I'm sorry we doubted you, Nicky. We love you so much.", said his mother.

"I love you guys too, so very much.", replied Nicky.

They all engulfed themselves in a big group hug. Nicky knew now that he wasn't alone anymore, and he was going to get through this, no matter what or how long it took.

[schnuffel-danny]

Please please please infodump about your dp x MLP crossover idea I used to be obsessed with MLP and now I'm obsessed with Danny phantom these are my two loves

This AU takes place in the MLP universe not too long after the last of Twilight's friends has passed and decades before the events of g5, as such the setting is much more modern than g4. There is a general unrest amongst the population of Equestria and life is noticeably bleaker, but no one wants to acknowledge the situation and most choose to pretend nothing has changed. The magic of friendship is taught more as a religion, and Twilight is seen as a god-like figure (much like Celestia was during her reign) despite barely interacting with the public as of late. BUUUUUUT- aside from that.... I guess I can start by spoiling what type of ponies the main gang are :3c Danny - pegasus (Jack is also a pegasus) Despite being a pegasus Danny can't actually fly, his wings stopped growing when he was little and are too small to lift him off the ground (this is also the case with Jack). Danny also didn't get his cutie mark until he began fighting ghosts. However, his mark is thankfully vague enough that he's been able to lie about how he got it. In ghost form Danny's wings appear bigger thanks to ectoplasmic glow and resemble partially feathered bat wings, he also gets a horn made out of solidified ectoplasm. (He doesn't have a cutie mark in ghost form as ghosts don't have cutie marks. Yes, this AU has pony ghost lore...) Jazz - unicorn (Maddie is also a unicorn) Jazz may have started as a proper unicorn, but since being introduced to the world of ghost fighting she does most of her magic with her back hooves. Jazz is the terrifying combination of a skilled magic user and a ferocious fighter. Her distaste for her parent's wacky behavior manifested in dedicating herself to magic studies so she could one day move to Canterlot with her brother and live a normal life. She heavily researches healing magic and one of her main goals is to write new healing spells. Sam - unicorn (both her parents as unicorns, and her grandmother is as well) Sam's family comes from a long line of Canterlot unicorns, the reason why her parents moved from Canterlot to Amity Park is unknown, but from the way they talk about the move it seems like it was grandma's decision. Sam is very interested in magic although, despite being a unicorn, she's mainly interested by the kind of magic done by earth ponies and other species. Sam believes magic should be accessible to anyone and so she puts effort into educating ponies about, and preserving the art of, all kinds of non-traditional magic. Tucker - earth pony (dad is also an earth pony, but his mom is a unicorn) The last thing that's expected of earth ponies is being tech savvy programming geniuses obsessed with all manners of futuristic gadgets, but that's exactly the kind of earth pony Tucker is. Tucker HATES the assumption that earth ponies aren't interested in tech and modifies common technology so it can only be used with hooves just to spite others (and also because it's fun), this actually ended up working in his favor as he's become famous in online tech communities for his modifications.

[taki118]

SuyaLight Master Post Part 16

I really like these two there’s not a lot of content for the fandom as a whole soooo here’s my submission as I get every moment of these two royals who literally share a braincell (and I love them for it) First up this is just on the manga if you are anime only its going to have stuff you havent seen, yes even with what the anime covers (so read it) and there will be spoilers so beware. If you prefer Demon Monk/Cleric/Leo (which I don’t really get) I am sorry this isnt for you. Lets go! Part 1 is here Part 2 is here Part 3 is here Part 4 is here Part 5 is here Part 6 is here Part 7 is here Part 8 is here Part 8.5 is here Part 9 is here Part 10 is here Part 11 is here Part 12 is here Part 13 is here Part 14 is here Part 15 is here

Twilight finds out Sand dragon is spending time with his dad and gets jealous so he get Suya to tail them (also she finally finds out that the little kid is his dad depowered)

I think it says a lot that he goes to Suya to complain like Twilight knows he's being ridiculous and he doesn't want anyone else to know so he trusts her to not say anything. Suya agrees to help him cause he can't sleep cause he's worrying too much, but

It legit just looks like they're on a date

WHile Twilight freaks out over the time his dad and sand are spending together SUya is just enjoying her time out of the castle

I do love how she's able to kinda control Twilight

It's revealed that all his dad wanted was to get a gift for Twilight and thought Sand would be good to consult with since he's close in age to Twilight. Twilight realizes that this is why Suya kept saying everything was fine she knew all along

Even though she thought it was stupid she was happy to have helped Twilight

Suya's mom has been spreading videos she took of the demons and this info has reached them. Its funny that Suya thinks the demons are cute.

As Twilight worries over these embarrassing moments get shared with humans and Suya sends his own words back at him.

And it sorta makes sense as human's think demons are just monsters but these silly videos show their humanity. We later find out that Suya's mom took a lot of Twilight (like she wanted to show off he future son in law kidding kidding.....)

One of the 10 is revealed to have had a relationship (Not sure if its platonic or romantic) with Suya's grandmother but it was one her grandmother spoke of fondly. I just find Twilights ending words here sweet.

Suya.....reflects? on her actions in the previous chapter and is just casually in Twilights room again.

Twilight thinks he can just wave her off but no

She wants to hear a story. (I wonder if she's maybe jealous)

They're just too cute

I just love that she's taking notes as Twilight recounts his first love as a kid. The audience is well aware it's Dawner the hero after he get left in the woods by Suya as kids, but these two haven't figured it out.

This meeting however is what caused Twilight to reconsider humans

Twilight does want to meet "Her" again but doesn't think it's possible

Suya goes to sleep on his bed feeling better knowing that the story wasn't all that important (I think she's just glad to know his love story wasn't all the much and she doesnt have a rival)

Again says a lot that Twilight goes to Suya for help

While she knows Suya wants Twilight to come to his own conclusion almost like guiding him to be a better ruler

Soon though she joins him and explains the man's behavior, Twilight still though is unsure despite suya saying he confessed all this to her.

Twilight feels awful though when he realizes it's the truth feeling incompetent as a ruler but Suya supports him.

So she gives twilight a pin to join the spy club that he had made to better connect.

He's touched but its not totally altruistic

Which he soon finds out, at least this time Suya thought she had told him

[rockybloo]

You know I would love to know the red beans love language, oh and what they do for like dates!

Jack and Nana are just like the sweetest and deserve all the love from each other, I would give them some cookies and hot chocolate.

*VIOLENTLY BANGS HANDS ON TABLE* YESSS A RED BEANS QUESTION

For Jack, he really likes to help. He'll lend a hand if he thinks Nana needs help doing anything. She has super abilities of course due to be half lupine but that won't stop the guy from asking. And depending on what it is, and if she is comfortable with it, he'll completely do stuff or chores for her (he's very careful not to overstep) He also likes to give gifts, especially food. Which helps with Nana's love language of cooking though he doesn't even realize it a lot of the time since he was raised with the mentality of "give people you like food to keep them happy and not hungry."

Nana is into complimenting, both receiving and getting. GRANTED-She is a lot better at giving them since she's rather blunt and it's pretty natural to her since they've been dating for so long. Getting compliments from Jack makes her a blushy mess though, especially if he's focusing on her lupine features, like all her body hair (which he loves bc soft) or her claws (which he thinks are pretty with how they catch the light) or her ears (which he thinks are adorable) or her tail (which he goes nuts over anytime he catches a glimpse of it) or her teeth (because they are shiny and he very much wants smooches when he sees them).

Another thing she really treasures is feeling safe. So if she feels like Jack is in danger, she is quick to step in. If Jack feels she's in danger, he also steps in which gets her heart skipping because she is used to being the protector so being protected is the ultimate "Oh shit this man really does love me."

And for dates, they tend to go on forest walks where it's nice and quiet and just them and not all the business of Briar Patch. They often go at night tho because it's especially more quiet and sometimes Jack tells Nana stories about he stars that he learned from his mom and Nana tells him stories about the stars she learned from her dad.

And in case Nana is up for a more exciting date, Jack takes her on a sky ride on Malt, who is his magical flying cow. TBH she's also how they get around quick and fast to places but there's extra fun in just riding her through clouds together.

And as a bonus just because you mentioned cookies and hot chocolate, Nana has cookies she makes specifically for Jack that she learned from her grandmother. They're amazingly warm and soft and put Jack in a good mood for a solid week even tho they only survive a day because he stuffs his face with them. An Nana actually can't consume chocolate as it gives her really bad stomach aches...SO Jack has found a solution for a warm beverage to drink while cuddling and he figured out how to make hot white chocolate as white chocolate is totally fine on her stomach. It's a bit tedious but it's worth it to hear her purr.

[kayssweetdreams]

Meeting the Maestro

*AKA How Kaylo met Balan*

Nobody in Timeville knew this. But the Bruno Family has a very long history...and a very big, and very magical secret. The entire family, has a secret connecting them to Wonderworld...

And the Youngest Bruno was about to learn of that secret.

(The Bruno Mansion, 8 Years ago...)

A 4 year old Kaylo was currently trying to sneakily obtain her Aunt's famous marshmallows, when she overheard her mom and grandmother talking. They seemed to be arguing about something.

"...Mom, She's only 4, she can't handle it yet!

"...She's a Bruno! She CAN handle it! I was told when I was 2!"

"...But Mom! I haven't even told her about HOW to find it!"

"...Well then, I guess we just have to do it the hard way them..."

Kaylo didn't like the sound of that. What were her mom and grandma talking about? In her fear, She ran out of the Bruno home and into town. Small tears began to leak from her eyes. She didn't know what her mom and Grandmother were arguing about something, but she didn't like arguments in the slightest...

She stopped near her Aunt's sweet shoppe. But found that Arwen and Catilin were arguing about something as well. More tears flooded her eyes as she walked away from the shop. She found herself wandering some random road. The poor girl didn't know what to do...and unfortunately, now she was lost.

Poor Kaylo sat down in who knows where, tears leaking from her eyes. She was lost, and her family was keeping something from her. She cried for a long time, unaware that something was getting closer. She didn't see it, but she felt something soft brush up against her. At first, she thought it was someone pet, like a cat or a dog. Until she felt something nuzzle her face with a small "Timmu?"

Wiping her tear clouded eyes, she saw what appeared to be a funny looking pink chick, with no legs, but had little puffy stumps for wings and a tail. Her saddened eyes gained curiosity as it gently tugged at her dress, as if it wanted her to follow it. Growing curious, she got up, and began to walk after the strange looking chick.

After it lead her down a small alleyway, Kaylo spotted the little chick as it reached a very large, and very lit up theater. The bright lights illuminating the darkened space that the theater was located in. "Little Chick? Where are you?" She asked out. To her surprise, the pink chick creature appeared on the INSIDE of the theater, waving a little wing puff at her.

Kaylo felt a strange force telling her to enter the theater. As if she lost control of her body, she carefully opened the door, and entered the theater. The sun from outside, illuminated the hallway through the strange theater. The pink haired girl slowly walked inside, hoping to find the funny little chick, when she heard a small click from the doors, as if she was locked inside. Frantically running back to the door, she tried to open it again, but she was now locked inside.

Now that she was locked inside, she had to find another way to get out...as well as where that little chick went. She walked through the hall of the theater, gazing at the many posters that lined the walls, before she reached a large room...and someone was inside it.

His back was turned to the girl, but he was holding up a small yellow teardrop shaped gem. She didn't know it, but the person was gazing at her FROM it. Kaylo began to walk away, but she was cut off by a very deep "Eeyahoo?" That came from the strange figure in the other room. That very same figure cracked a very big, and very toothy smile.

"Why hello there..." He said as he slowly stood up. The pink haired girl froze in place, this person was bigger than her dad! She couldn't move, especially when he rapidly spun towards her and bowed down in front of her "AND WELCOME!" He bellowed out, the force of his voice causing the girl to fall over.

Little Kaylo didn't know what was going on, so she did the most reasonable thing...

She ran.

She fled from the tall being, but since the door was locked, she needed to find another way out. She ran to a window, but found that even that was to tall for her to get too. Hearing his footsteps, Kaylo dove underneath a nearby table, hoping to keep hidden from the Tall being until her parents found her.

Balan found himself a bit sad for the child. She was so scared of something beyond her control. And she was very young to have found the theater already. However, the head of Pink hair did remind him of something...but he couldn't quite place his finger on it yet. But that could wait, right now he needed a way to coax the little girl out. That’s when he got an idea, calling back the pink Tim from earlier, he whispered the plan to it.

Back underneath the table, the pink haired child shivered as she waited for the strange being to go away. She perked up when she heard the small Tim snuggle up next to her. She gave the little Tim a uneasy look, as it was the one that made her come to the theater. However, the Tim did seem to want to be her friend, so she gently put it on her lap and began stroking it's fluff.

"I don't know why you brought me here...but It's better than home right now." Kaylo admitted sadly. The Tim perked up at her sadness "My mom and grandma were gonna do something to me. And I don't know what that is, and I don't wanna know what it is..." she said. "If I may ask, and you don't have to tell me, who exactly would your Mother and Grandmother be?" She heard the strange being ask from nearby. Kaylo hesitated. She knew her parents told her not to talk to strangers, but this guy didn't SEEM like a stranger...

"My mom and grandma are "Thea and Krista Bruno." She admitted. Balan's eyes widened. NOW he knew why she seemed so familiar! She was another descendant of the ever growing Bruno Family! He gave a smile "Well...A secret I'll let you know. I've met your family a long time ago." He said, standing near the table she was hiding underneath. Kaylo couldn't believe what she was hearing. "R-Really?" She asked.

"Yes. Thea and Krista come from a long time ago. So have your other family members you know." Balan told her "Cookie, Cherry, Catilin and More. I've even met Mirabella before." He said. Kaylo's eyes widened "You've met Really great Grandma Mirabella?" She asked. "In a way. But she was much different than she is today." Balan told her. "But I'd like to know of the newest generation, but you don't have to come out if it causes you hesitation." He said. Kaylo, while she was still a little frightened, was curious about this person who had met everyone in her family.

She slowly crawled out from under the table, enabling Balan to get a better look at her. He saw the small child, still clutching the Tim to her chest, as well as the pink hair that made her easy to spot. Her eyes, still shimmering with tears and her knees a little wobbly. Kaylo leaned up to look at the tall being looming above her, almost falling back as she did. Balan gently grabbed her hand before she fell "Careful now, see its alright. I'm a good person, I won't bite." He said, kneeling down to her height.

In doing so, this made Kaylo less afraid of him. Balan wiped a tear from her face "There now. See? You don't have to be afraid of me." He said with a smile. Kaylo gave him a small smile back before a piece of her pink hair fell into her face. She blew it back before turning her gaze back at Balan. "Now let's see what we can do, to get a smile out of you." He said, giving her a playful poke on her side. Kaylo giggled as he picked her up, and carried her into the theater.

With a snap of his fingers, some music began to play from an invisible orchestra and Balan did what he did best. He put on one heck of a show! During the entire performance, Kaylo's eyes sparkled at his many tricks and gimmicks, even so much as to INVOLVE her in one! With it all ending with a very big firework show. When it ended, the pink haired girl applauded for the maestro "Yay!! That was so cool!" She cheered.

Balan floated down to her level "Why thank you dear! But that's not the greatest thing you'll see here." He said, picking her up again. Kaylo grew curious of what he meant until, as almost on cue, Her entire family came into the theater calling out her name. "Mommy! Daddy!" She cheered, scrambling to get out of Balan's grasp. The maestro gently put her on the ground as she hugged her mother's legs "KAYLO!! My sweet Baby!! Promise me you won't do that again!" Thea cried, hugging Kaylo to her chest.

"Well. I guess she already found the theater. We might as well tell her." Cookie Bruno said. "Tell me what?" Kaylo asked, that uneasy feeling coming back. "Well dear...You see. Our family has a special connection to Wonderworld. Your great great great, a few more greats grandmother, Mirabella. She was one of the first people to ever see Wonderworld. And our entire family keeps Wonderworld's existence a secret. Because we have something that many people would want to get their hands on." Krista explained.

Kaylo was curious until Balan knew what she meant "Of course! Mirabella's book! Your family protects it from those who want to take a look." He said. Kaylo's eyes grew wide. She didn't know this before! "And now, it's time to pass on said secret to the next generation. You." Thea said. Kaylo didn't say anything. She was too in shock, she knew her family was hiding something from her, but she didn't know it was this. "Wow..." she whispered in awe. "Now keep in mind. This is something you MUST keep secret from anyone. Many people would want to learn this secret...bad people." Krista said.

That sent a shiver down her spine. Who would want to know about Wonderworld? "That's a thought not now needed for you. But if a stranger asks you that question, what do you do?" Balan asked. "Don't talk to them." Kaylo said. The maestro cheerfully clapped his hands "I'd say she knows what to do! That deserves a reward! Yes you do!" Balan said, pinching her cheek. Kaylo giggled before another piece of her pink hair came falling into her face. She blew it out of the way, and Balan got an idea.

He twirled his finger around until a small piece of cloth formed around it. "Here little Kaylo, a small gift to show. A hairband with the same print from Mirabella Bruno." He said. Thea put the new hairband onto Kaylo's head, just as the pink haired girl Began to fall asleep. "I think our little girl has had enough excitement for one day." Stefan said, patting her head "Thank you Balan for finding her." Thea said. Balan waved it off "Oh please, Don't thank me. She was bound to know eventually." He said. "He's got a point." Catilin said.

"Fair enough. But let's let her sleep. She's had a long day." Thea said as she headed for the doors. Balan waved them off as Kaylo caught one more glimpse of him before she fully slept, giving her own wave, and a very sleepy

"Bye Bye Mr Balan..."

[sea-salted-wolverine]

The legend of the hartshorn cookies.

The year is sometime in late nineties and I am something like 5. My entire extended family is visiting my great grandparents in Maryland because they are moving from their home into assisted living.

My aunts are cleaning out her kitchen and going through memories. It has been years since Gram baked anything, but evidently she makes the best Christmas cookies on the planet and no one has ever had anything like them.

There is a reason why.

One of the ingredients in this recipe is a teaspoon of hartshorn. Gram has a little jar of it in her kitchen and no one knows what the fuck hartshorn is including gram. We just know it makes bomb cookies. This is Grams mothers recipe, and it hasn't changed in decades. As far as we know this is the only recipe that includes hartshorn, so she doesn't use her little jar of it that often, and she can't find more in any stores.

But she wants her grandkids and her great grandkids to be able to have cookies and she's not gonna bake anymore. So she proportions out 3 tsp into little jars for each of her 5 grandkids.

My great grandfather who was a chemist, comes out looks at what my great grandmother is doing and says nope that's not going to work. He has been retired for years but he still has all of his fine little chemistry toys, so he gets these 3 tsp of baking ingredient sealed in sealed in chemical grade vials.

Then because this is pre 9/11 and also the nineties, everyone flies home with this tiny vial of white powder that we have not actually researched. It goes in cookies, it's probably fine. Dad stuffed his inside shoe in his checked luggage because it looks an awful lot like cocaine.

20 years later and this tiny vial of white powder has been sitting in the back of mom's kitchen cabinets forever, but now we have the ability to figure out what the hell this stuff is.

It starts with me going "hartshorn? like the horn of a hart? that's a really old name for antler. Are we considering putting ground up antler in cookies? Wait, I can Google this"

Dear reader, I found out some shit.

The powder that Gram gave us was probably not ground up animal parts. But that's what it used to be.

Ammonium bicarbonate is a heat activated chemical leavener. It was originally synthesized out of the ground antler of red deer and decomposed urine. Modern production methods include carbolic acid and electrolizes Modern production methods involve carbolic acid and electrolysis. It is also toxic until heat activated at 140ﾟF AND MOST IMPORTANTLY the powdered form evaporates on contact with air so by the time we finally opened the vial 20 years later it was all gone.

It also substitutes 1-1 for baking powder so I'll let you know how the cookies turn out.

[heyitsjooooanne]

Devastation

From Chicklit's prompt 8 on Wattpad:

"You just discovered that you're pregnant. That should be good news, because you've always wanted to have children. The thing is, you just broke up with the father less than 24 hours ago and it was a pretty bad break up."

Author's Note: My attempt at ChickLit's Prompt 8 from their "Prompts to Share" book on Wattpad. Although it's not very "chicklit" friendly. Or maybe it could be? I don't know. It seems more like a drama.

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Claudia stared at the dark line in front of her.

No way.

No way.

She tossed the pregnancy test in the trash.

"There!"

Somehow, she thought that would make it null and void.

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"But I thought you really wanted kids?" her friend questioned her over the phone.

"I do. I just figured I'd have them with someone less..."

"Two-faced?" her friend suggested.

"That's not very nice, Rose."

"Please. After seeing you break down in tears with snot coming out of your nose, that asshole is as good as dead to me."

"I..."

Claudia laughed, but it came out as a sigh.

"Thank you."

"Anytime."

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"What did the doctor say?"

Her mother raised an eyebrow at her.

"Mom..."

Claudia picked up a box of crackers and put it into the shopping cart.

She looked around.

"Where's dad?"

"He's over by the bakery."

Her mother pointed in the direction of the bakery where sure enough, her father was perusing around the boxes of croissants and brownies.

They looked at each other knowingly.

"So?" her mother insisted again.

Claudia sighed.

"You better get those baby clothes ready. You're gonna be a grandmother!"

"Ah!"

She wrapped her daughter in a tight hug.

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"Twins?!"

Claudia couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Yes. See?"

The technician pointed at the ultrasound screen.

Claudia looked and sure enough, she could see two forms on the screen.

Shit.

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Claudia paced around her living room.

"What are you gonna do?" Rose asked her, lounging on the couch.

Claudia stopped in her tracks as her mind wandered back to that day...

"What the hell, Travis?" Claudia asked a young man at his apartment door.

She held up her phone with a text message conversation that had been exchanged between them recently.

let's break up

i'm sorry

but I'll always love you

Travis' expression remained unchanged.

"You can't read?"

Claudia blinked.

"What's wrong with you?"

She stepped closer to him, but he backed away.

"If you come any closer, I'll report you for trespassing."

"Travis!"

She tried to step through his open door but he used his arm to block her.

"Please..."

Her eyes began to fill with tears.

"I already told you. It's over."

And with that, Travis shut the door in front of her.

But Claudia was determined.

"Travis!"

She banged her fists against the door.

"Travis!"

Silence.

"Travis?" she said, sobbing.

"Claudia?"

Rose's voice brought her back to the present.

"Yeah?"

"What are you gonna do?"

Claudia put her hands on her stomach.

She immediately felt the two fetuses movements inside her womb.

"I'm gonna tell him."

Rose sat up straighter on the couch.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"I have to Rose."

"You really don't."

"He's their dad."

"And? He's an asshole."

"Rose—"

"Claudia."

Rose adjusted herself so she could sit cross-legged, then she folded her hands in her lap.

"You were crying over him on and off for three months."

"I know, but—"

"No, you don't get it."

Rose paused for a brief moment.

"I already tried speaking to him."

"Rose! Why would you do that?"

"Because even though he broke your heart, I still wanted to see if there was anything I could do. So I sent him a message on MyFace seven months ago."

"You told him I was pregnant?"

"No. I just kept spamming him and demanding that he explain things. I even told him how upset you were but he never responded. Bastard even turned off the 'seen' sticker so I don't even know if he saw them."

"Travis never did like getting multiple texts," Claudia said matter-of-factly.

"Hmm. And how did he respond whenever you got upset? Because I started telling him about the emotional devastation you went through because of him. And you know what he did? Nothing."

Claudia stayed silent.

"He loved you for three years, and then suddenly—"

She snapped her fingers.

"He stopped loving you. And then he had the nerve to post that 'single and heartbroken' status on his profile like it was your idea to break up."

Claudia reached for a cup on the table next to her and drank a sip of water.

It was all she could do to stop her hand from shaking.

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Ring!

"Can someone get that?" Claudia's father yelled.

Claudia glanced at the door of her parents' home and rolled her eyes.

"Oh, god. Mom, could you look after him?"

Her mother stretched out her hands so Claudia could place the four month baby in her arms.

She gently kissed his forehead.

"I'll be back, Clarence. Grandma will look after you."

She pointed at her mother.

"Grandma," she repeated to him with a smile.

She walked away from the two of them and made her way to the door, passing her father and Rose on the floor with the other baby Jeff, who was on a soft blanket.

She turned around and bent down to give Jeff a kiss on the cheek.

"How's he doing?"

"Pretty good," Rose told her.

"Little guy definitely loves cuddles," her father said.

The doorbell rang again.

"I need to get that."

Claudia continued for the door.

She placed her hand over the doorknob, but she paused.

What if?

No.

Don't get your hopes up.

She took a deep breath.

Then she opened the door.

"Oh."

'Hi, Claudia."

Claudia turned around to look at the scene behind her, then back at him.

"Hi, Shawn."

She turned around again to shut the door behind her.

"I almost thought you were Travis."

"Just me, I'm afraid."

"How did you know I was at my parents house?"

"Town gossipers. I bumped into your mom's friend at the grocery store this morning."

Claudia chuckled.

"Of course."

He stroked the bottom of his chin with his finger.

"Listen...Is there anywhere private we can talk? Maybe I can drive you to the park down the street."

"Shawn, I can't—"

"Your babies will be fine. And anyway, this has to do with their dad."

"Why? Is he at the park?"

Why couldn't he face me himself?

"No. But we really need to talk."

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Shawn drummed his fingers on the car dashboard as they sat in the parked car.

"Travis is dead."

Claudia felt all the air leave her chest.

"What?"

She turned to look at Shawn.

"No."

Shawn rubbed the corner of his nose with his finger.

"Yes."

He placed both of his hands on the steering wheel, possibly to steady himself.

"Travis he..."

He took a breath.

"Travis got on the wrong side of a shady businessman. Told him he wasn't gonna let the man get away with bossing him around just because he was rich. The next day, he got a threat on his life."

Claudia thought back to the week Travis' demeanor suddenly changed...

Claudia stood behind Travis who was in front of the stove cooking something.

She wrapped her arms around his back and rested her head on his right shoulder.

"What are you making?"

"Something," he told her playfully.

"Tell me."

"Come see for yourself."

"I can't look over your shoulder, I'm too short."

She felt his stomach heave as he laughed.

"Lazy. Lazy."

"Hey!"

She leaned over to the right and found him searing chicken cutlets in oil.

She looked up at him.

"Taquitos?"

"Yep."

"I'll take fifty."

"Damn. Hungry are we?"

"Very."

She rubbed his shoulders, then looked around the kitchen.

"I'll help you."

"Thanks."

She let go of him and went over to the refrigerator to get the rest of the ingredients.

Buzz! Buzz!

"Do you want me to get that?" she asked him as she looked around the refrigerator trying to decide what would go in their dinner.

"No, I got it."

She shrugged.

"Hmm."

She pulled out a bag of shredded cheddar cheese.

"This could work."

She closed the refrigerator door

"Travis, did you eat the last two avocado—"

She found him staring at his phone.

"Travis?"

He looked up, his expression tense.

"What is it?"

He shook his head.

"Nothing. It's just..."

He put the phone back down on the dining table nearby.

"Just Shawn getting himself into trouble again."

"Typical."

"Yeah."

She placed her head on the dashboard as tears spilled out of her.

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Claudia sat down in front of Travis' headstone.

"Two months."

She looked up at Shawn, who was looking down at her glumly.

"He was dead for two months and not one of his friends thought to reach out and tell me. Including you."

Shawn raised his shoulders up and down quickly out of nervousness, then he put his hands in his black leather jacket.

"It wasn't safe for you to know yet."

"Bullshit!"

She got up.

"You know what? It's not even your fault. Or any of Travis' other friends. He should have told me this himself! He should have been brave enough to tell me himself!"

"He really wanted to. But he got threats on his apartment all the time. If he let you back in, you would've been a target too."

"I don't care! I want—"

She rubbed her hand against her forehead.

"I just want him here with me," she said hoarsely.

Shawn could do nothing for her, except watch her cry.

But somewhere in the back of his mind...

He really wanted to comfort her.

Hold her close.

Tell her everything would be alright.

And that the hitman who killed Travis would be brought to justice.

But he also knew the chances of any of that happening were slim to none.

And that right there...

That was the source of his devastation.

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Author's Note: ???? Writing a full length story is hard so I'm gonna end it here. And it was just from a writing prompt anyway.

[civicmuses]

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ I was pointing that out because the reason I was talking to you was because of it. You don't deserve to be harassed constantly for that mistake, and I'm sorry if I added onto that. I just wanted to help. Figure out a long term solution for peace. ❞

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ Marsha, please, put that down. This isn't the way, this isn't the solution that will make things better. You can't learn and grow if you stop it all... And what about your family? What about your other friends? ❞

"I was never going to get peace. I have tried walking away. I have tried minding my own business. Nothing has worked. Violence was the only thing that has worked for me and even now that's not working. Because now I have people wearing masks calling me abusive. Calling manipulative."

She lowers the gun. "You want to know who was the only good interaction I had with yesterday? Hannah's grandmother. She found me, brought cupcakes and tea and...we just talked. She asked about the things I liked and I found myself talking...about the things I liked...about my family."

"I have been fighting these feelings for hundreds of years and for all that time, I have been trying to keep thinking of reasons I should live. Reason to keep going. My mom died when I was a baby and before then, she didn't want me. My dad is an asshole he doesn't care about me. I could drop dead and he wouldn't care. He has three other daughters to make his retirement plan. I am nothing but a burden to Sarah. She was forced to take care of me from a young age. I didn't want to leave her behind so I convinced her to come with me. But I just made her dependence on me worse. And Rosa? Marceline? My other friends? Rosa and Marcy would get over me eventually. And friends? Well, based on Rin's experiences with me, I apparently don't have friends. But even so...they'd get over it."