#Beatrix come back I love you

[criticalrolo]

when will my wife Beatrix come back from war

[averlym]

ghostwriter (their grandma would tell them she'd lose half her soul)

[evaglass]

Speculation about Mizu's parents pt. 4

Going back to the story of the Ronin and the Bride

This is official concept art, I believe. Look at the blue eyes, then specifically look at the baby, and the blanket the baby is wrapped around her. That blanket is seen somewhere else.

It looks like the blanket baby Mizu had laying below her

It's also seen again in a flashback when Mizu is a child and also used as her belt throughout the show.

Remember when I said that the Ronin and Bride could also represent her parents. Using the connections with the films that influenced the show, as well as hints of foreshadowing, I believe Mizu's mother found out she was pregnant, probably tried to run away to raise Mizu in safety (like the Bride in Kill Bill), realized that finding safety for both her and Mizu might take more time than she thought, left Mizu in the care the maid, during that time her actual mother was found and killed by one of the white men like Fowler stated before she could ever reunite with Mizu.

I also have a hunch that Mizu's biological mother died the same night Mizu's childhood home went up in flames, and she was left to survive on the streets. It would make the scene where Mizu is a child swearing to her 'mother' that she'll avenge them. Of course, Mizu was referring to the maid, who later turned out to survive that night, but then her quest for vengance later shifted to the reason being of her existence as a 'monster'.

I also believe the blue eyes of the Bride from the puppet show when she comes back as an Onryo are supposed to represent Mizu's mother's eyes as well, and that she got her blue eyes from her mother. Like Yuki, Mizu could be a representation of her mother's need for vengance after death.

Why? Well, because, as I said earlier, she could have tried to run away and find the best opportunity to leave Japan unnoticed (like how Beatrix tried to run away with her unborn daughter), but eventually was found and killed. So, her rage lives on through Mizu because her mother was taken away from her, was stripped of the chance to raise her, to be there when she was scared, lonely, or sad, to see all her milestones, to let her know that she loves her, etc.

Mizu could be a representation of her mother's rage beyond the grave, and she doesn't even know it

When Fowler finds out Mizu is actually a woman, he knows exactly who she is. That she was raised in hiding, that she had a maid raise her, that there's a high bounty for her.

I don't think Fowler laughed at the fact that Mizu is a woman, I think he might have laughed because he finds the situation ironic. He knows that Mizu is out for vengance because she's mad about her existence; that a white man, who brought pain to many people with his three fellow white men, impregnated her Japanese mother, causing her to be born a 'monster', and costing her the ability to live a normal life.

Fowler found out Mizu wants all her potential white fathers dead before he even found out she's a woman. After finding out Mizu is a woman, a specific woman too, he laughs because maybe he knows none of the white men are her father because it's mother who was the European one, and she's going through all that trouble only for the white person responsible for her existence to already be dead.

So if that's the case, why didn't Fowler just tell her? Well, do you honestly think Mizu would believe him? If anything, she could have seen the potential reveal of her mother being the European as getting him, Skeffington, and Routley to dodge responsibility. Fowler is a shitty person, but he's not stupid. Mizu is also a bit hot-headed, she probably would have definitely killed him if he revealed something like that.

Fowler knows Mizu being mixed-raced is a big insecurity for her and has proven to her that she will do anything to kill the people responsible for it. Fowler not telling her, could possibly be for the reason of simply buying himself time because him telling her she won't find Routley and Skeffington without him gives him the chance to find away to escape when they arrive at the British Isles.

Now, there's the question of who could be Mizu's father. I'll explain in part 5 (I know this already long, but I'm almost done)

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5/Part 6

[phykoha]

@koolaidashley I answered this question like 2 other times but my answers were gameplay based so. the STORY story is like. spoilers i guess fhsdjgfhsf

Your character is Beatrix LeBeau, a girl from Earth who has come to a planet called 'the far far range' to run a slime ranch. She is the kind of person who thrives on adventure and work and the outdoors.

Occasionally, you'll run into notes from the man who ran the ranch before you. He talks about each areas and how he felt about them/what he did there. He talks about his thirst for more adventure. He talks about love. and how his love for a fellow rancher conflicted with his need to see more of the universe.

Later in the game, he reveals he had the opportunity to step through an ancient portal to explore more of the universe as he wanted. But he didn't. He had two choices, the universe, or his love. and he chose love.

His story parallels Bea's. She has a friend on Earth named Casey. They send her letters every few days, and talk about stories from when Bea was on Earth. Casey is a singer in a band, and they are very different from Bea in the fact that Bea is very outdoorsy and Casey is not. Their thoughts of fun and life are very different. And they both would only be happy in life if they followed their dreams, which just so happen to be literally 1000 light years away from each other.

Bea exploring and working on a ranch light years away on another planet, and Casey still on Earth- the most they move around being to go on tour with their band. Casey is still and Bea is always moving.

In their later letters, it's revealed that Bea and Casey had romantic feelings for each other, but never admitted it.

here are their letters if you wanna read them-

After their last letter, Bea takes a day to reflect on it, her life, Casey and what she'll do from then on. And then the credits play. It's Casey singing a song they made for Bea called "1000 light years away" (performed by Chelsea Lee Greenwood), with beautiful visuals. We see Casey on Earth, with that little cactus they mentioned (it's still alive :,) ) and as the credits roll, we see through space and eventually get to the Far far range where Bea is standing on a ledge, looking up at the sky.

After the credits are done, Bea is back on the ranch, ready for another day of work...

[evvieseunoia]

Reiji Sakamaki Childhood HCS

I think because vampires age differently, Shuu would have been physically around 5 or 6 years old when Reiji was born.

Reiji was born on an uncharacteristically cold, August morning.

Shuu was ecstatic when his mother told him he would be a big brother. He helped to paint the nursery room for Reiji’s arrival, wrote in his journal about his excitement, and cried for hours when he couldn’t be in the delivery room.

Reiji, against popular belief, was the worst crier between the two- already grieving the neglect of the years to come.

Shuu was the only one who could stop Reiji from crying. Beatrix could always find Shu laying on the floor, building wooden castles for his baby brother.

Reiji’s bitterness began when he once asked Beatrix if he could take lessons with Shuu, to which she responded with a very firm, “No.”

At meals, he sat across the table from his mother, with Shuu at the head. His portions were significantly smaller.

His favorite subject to study as a preteen was ancient literature. He imagined himself as the hero in every story. Traveling far, far away from home, being celebrated by thousands, being king...

As he grew up, he cringed at the realization that he would never be the main character in the story, and he began to favor alchemy.

Along with core subjects, he and Shuu practiced fencing. Reiji trained until his hands call0used and his knuckles bled, but he could never best his brother.

When Reiji learned of the human holiday of Mother’s Day, he went all out in an attempt to win Beatrix’s favor. He took over cooking and cleaning for their household for the day and served all of Beatrix’s favorite dishes. He annotated a special edition copy of her favorite book. All to no avail as she said he should focus on performing these duties in the future, as Shuu’s right-hand man.

The first time Reiji notices Shuu and Edgar, he watches from far away. After dinner that night, Reiji asks Shuu if he may join them the following morning. With Shuu’s no, Reiji’s heart truly begins to blacken towards humanity.

In the days leading up to his arson, Reiji makes several attempts to reconnect with Shuu.

He covers for Shuu when his mother asks his whereabouts, has their tailor repair a tear in Shuu’s blue sweater, uses his pocket money to buy him new rosin.

When he tells Shuu of all he’s done for him, Reiji can only see his mother’s reflection in his older brother’s eyes. Shuu hardly gives him a second glance, before leaving to play with his newfound village friend.

How could his brother, his blood-bound friend, abandon him for a human?

How could a mother, when written about in stories as women with fountains of unconditional love, show such disdain for him?

Shuu comes home one late September night complaining of a disagreement he and Edgar had had over their shared snack of apples earlier that day. Reiji, living vicariously through Shu, and with no friends of his own, clung to his brother’s every word. If Edgar had upset him enough, would Shuu come back to be Reiji’s friend again?

In a final attempt to win both the affection of his mother and the friendship of his brother, Reiji burns Edgar and his village to the ground.

I would love some feedback on these!! Feel free to send asks if you want to see any more.

[jungle-angel]

Lessons In Hardcover Romance (Ben Mears x Reader)

Summary: Ben Mears was never expecting to meet someone like you a famous children's author, but it turns out, it was the best thing that had ever happened to him.

Warnings: Ben adopting Mark but that's about it

Tagging: @floydsmuse @ateliefloresdaprimavera @sebsxphia

Ben perused the shelves at the "Book-Odds And Bookends" bookstore, trying to find whatever he could use for his next book project. Good God it was a slug, trying to find something worthwhile that would spark his inspiration. Mark was off perusing the fantasy and middle readers section and already the kid was making off like a bandit, but it left Ben plenty of time to go and flip through the books at one of the reader tables.

He had set some of it down when something in the children's room had caught his attention, a book lying on the ground, no doubt from the curly haired little toddler who had been there with her mother beforehand. He picked it up and turned it over, taken almost immediately with the cover which made a smile crack on his face.

Ben flipped through the book, captivated by the illustrations which had instantly reminded him of something akin to Beatrix Potter and Elsa Beskow. Even the story had captured his interest, one about a group of tiny little people that lived in the woods next to a farm and each little story better than the last as it traveled through spring, summer, fall and winter. Something deep inside kept telling him to buy the first book with all its images of spring and the beginnings.

"Hi, can I help you?" you asked cheerfully when you saw him approaching the front desk.

"Yeah I just I was wondering if I could......"

Ben stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you sitting there on the stool behind the desk, almost exactly as you had been in the picture on the back of the book. He swallowed a little nervously, his adam's apple bobbing a little in his throat.

"Um.......I.......I just need to be rung out," he stammered.

You smiled at him and began ringing out the rather large stack of books with a wide array of authors and subjects. When you came to yours, you couldn't help but giggle a little.

"I remember when I wrote this," you told him.

"Really?" Ben asked.

"Of course," you answered. "It was right in the middle of May when all the flowers were blooming and the weather was getting warmer. Everything in the garden was coming up and opening. Man there were so many blue jays in the bird feeder that they were making a racket."

Ben laughed a little bit as you rang him out for the books, carefully listening to your every word. He wished he could stay for longer but the dirty look you were both getting told him otherwise.

"Listen, I'm so sorry to keep you but I......do you wanna go and get a coffee after you're done?" Ben asked.

"Absolutely!" you answered. "I get off at one and there's a place up the street we can go."

Ben agreed and hurried off to go and find Mark, hoping he didn't get too big of a stack.

When Ben had rung out Mark's books, he put them all in the trunk of the car and patiently waited for you. The three of you headed for the coffee shop while Mark ran off to go and hang around with the gang of neighborhood goonies who were his best friends at school, leaving you and Ben to chatter away about the books the two of you had written.

That had been the start of a beautiful relationship for the two of you, one that two years later would lead to your wedding, the adoption of Randy McDougal, later Randy Mears and a family all your own. But you and Ben never stopped loving each other, let alone a simple children's book series that had brought you both together forever.

[sexilydrawn]

We're back! OK!

It's unfortunate that Baldwin and Ceci's marriage was cut from this season. They had a fairytale relationship and I brought Baldwin forward because he was a character who knew what it meant to lose someone like that forever. Ceci btw is a cousin to Princess Beatrix the woman betrothed to Max. The nobles of the Free Marches are masters of arranged marriages. It's a process over years of parties and mixers to find the right combinations of children not only of rank but personal liking. As a result arranged marriages in the Free Marches hardly fail. Max and Beatrix were matched so well that Max was unable to see her as a wife because they were so similar he saw her as a sister only even before he knew Dorian.

I always felt that I came down too hard on Dorian's issues. It's true that he had a much harder time growing up so he would have more severe problems, but I wanted to make sure Max didn't come off blaimless. It would have been told better with the missing chapters, but still. There's something to be said about Max and his compulsion for perfection. He was third born, practically a trophy son, one you have just to show off. Because of this he grew a complex around trying to be as good as his brothers which drives him to be perfectly agreeable in everything.

This is an end for the person he was through Inquisition. The point of his year long exile was to kill the man he was and season 3 was supposed to be him filtering through his best qualities and discarding his weaknesses.

The next one's gonna be a core memory. A milestone chapter changing both their lives forever. It'll also FINALLY begin the reunification arc and BOY am I tired of having these men be separated. I am ready to let the love flow again!

[coqxettee]

Coquette night routine:

My current Spring night routine: 🌸🍵🌙

Once I get in from being out for the day/doing work I usually get changed into some comfy clothes, and light a candle for a relaxing evening ahead. The sky is still so light outside, (I can’t wait for summer) so I have a lovely evening ahead of me ♡

I tidy my room and make sure everything is clean and put away. I usually open my bedroom window too, to air it (if I haven’t done so already in the day) and to get some of the Spring fresh air before I settle down for the evening. I spray my room with a floral room spritz too ♡

I usually read or journal on my bed until I’m called for dinner. I love reading fairytales in late spring and anything light-hearted/romantic ♡

For dinner I have been having light meals. We’re coming up to summer and the weather has been rather warm recently so something light is perfect. Either soup or salad, and usually before or after dinner I have some cold fruit too ♡

Once I’ve eaten I will watch a comfort film. The Harry Potter series has been added to my countries Netflix recently so I have been watching them every evening. Sometimes I have a light, sweet snack whilst watching too. But I never eat more than 3 hours before bed usually ♡

I make some hot lemon tea and go back into my room to watch a comfort episode of something. I love the Beatrix Potter/Peter rabbit episodes you can watch online for free. They are so comforting, beautiful and radiate such coquette, cottagecore vibes. Perfect for this time of year ♡

Usually I play a wind-down video game. Either Animal crossing or Minecraft. I associate both of these games with Spring because they are light-hearted and allow me to be creative of an evening ♡

Once I’ve let my food digest for a couple of hours or so, I get my yoga mat out and begin stretching for the evening. I try and do Pilates/yoga or a K-pop dance routine everyday and a stretching routine. (Apart from setting my alarm) I also don’t go on my phone from this point onwards, so there are no screens/blue lights before bed ♡

Shower time. I usually shower quite late before bed and every morning too. I just like the way it makes me feel more fresh but obviously not everyone likes doing this so don’t feel you have to! I use my marshmallow shower gel, coconut body cream or my cherry-blossom body cream too. I love washing the day off ♡

Then I take off my days makeup and do my skincare whilst usually watching Vogue beauty secrets. It’s such a comforting thing to watch when your taking off/putting on your makeup. I also spray myself with a lavender body mist to help me sleep, and of course I brush my teeth ♡

I then get changed into a nightgown or some cotton/airy pyjamas. I don’t like to wear anything too constricting in Spring, which is why I love vintage nightwear. Or I wear my Brandy Melville, heart lace pyjamas ♡

I brush my hair through thoroughly whilst listening to classical music, and tie it up either with a ribbon or hair tie so it doesn’t mess up when I sleep ♡

I pick out my outfit for the next day the night before and lay it out on my vanity so I know what I’m wearing the following morning ♡

I turn my electric blanket on if it is a little chilly that night and say goodnight to my parents. I switch my fairy lights on and get into bed ♡

I either listen to relaxing “Lana Del Rey” songs or nursery rhymes ♡

I usually journal about my day to reflect on everything that has happened and I write my to-do list for the following day ♡

I read every night for half an hour or more. Usually it’s a fairytale so my head is filled with magic before I sleep ♡

Before I sleep I play rain music or rainforest sounds, or I choose a subliminal to listen to overnight from my library, and I spray my pillow with “Lavender pillow mist” or I use a sleep oil to help me get to sleep ♡

If I haven’t done it already, I set my alarm for 7AM, to ensure I have a productive morning the next morning. I make sure to get at least 8-10 hours of sleep. I love waking up early and listening to the bird song, especially now since the Sunrise is at 4am ♡

I count sheep & swans and like to imagine fantasy lands in my head before I sleep, and hope to be transported there in my dreams, before I finally drift off to the land of Z z z ♡

[sebluvsmetal]

Hiya! You think I can please request Reiji and Shuu fluff headcannons, like before they started their fight? (My favorite brother pairing <33)

i believe the fight you were referring to was before reiji burnt down edgar's village. and i agree, these two would seem so wholesome if they didn't have so much beef lmao

BOUND BY BLOOD

Pairing: Reiji Sakamaki, Shuu Sakamaki Headcanons

"Reiji, come on! Let's play," whined Shuu, tugging on his younger brother's sleeve. "I have to study," Reiji replied, magenta eyes emptily scanning over the book page. Though, he felt more inclined to join his brother in a game of tag. "Come on, just one game?" Shuu pleaded, as Reiji heaved a sigh and wordlessly put down his book. At his brother's agreement, Shuu jumped up and down in excitement and pulled him away.

These two were inseparable. Despite Reiji's stoic demeanor, he clearly loved his brother.

They often spent their free time playing games together in the great expanse of the dense forest surrounding their manor, usually when their mother was away.

"Found you," the dark-haired boy smirked, putting a hand on his elder brother's shoulder as he shrieked in surprise. "Reiji? How?!" Shuu exclaimed, puffing his cheeks as Reiji chuckled.

Even as Beatrix attempted to pull the blonde back into his studies, he dared defy her when he was spending time with his younger brother.

Sometimes, when Shuu did have to study, he dragged Reiji along with him for help.

"Wait, Reiji. Why is this wrong?" Shuu pouted in confusion, tilting his head as he pointed to his answer marked with an X. "Substitute x as 11," Reiji replied, writing down all the steps and patiently explaining the process to his brother.

Whenever Shuu had exams, Reiji would always help him review and get better results. Being levels ahead of his elder brother benefitted both parties a lot.

"Reiji, look! I got perfect because of you!" Shuu grinned, flashing the A+ in front of the magenta-eyed vampire's face as he embraced the younger boy in appreciation.

Surprisingly, Reiji did get nightmares. Some shaking him up to the point where all he could do was pace in his room and ponder. He was still a young boy, after all.

At these moments, he'd teleport into the blue-eyed boy's room, though with reluctance. He always ensured he was unseen and that Shuu was alone.

As daylight poured in through the windows, Reiji rushed to shut the blinds. His bare feet padded on the wooden floor as he put a finger in front of his lips, Shuu's face curled into a confused expression. "Reiji? What are you doing here?" The taller boy frowned. Reiji only stared into his ocean blue eyes intently before walking to the bed quietly. As the cogs in his brain turned, Shuu gasped and leaped onto his bed next to his brother. "Ah! Did you have a nightmare?" He asked, as Reiji's eyes widened. He furrowed his brows, letting out a whispered 'shhh' as Shuu nodded. "Okay, got it. You can sleep here. Wanna cuddle?"

With Shuu's energy and Reiji's cold front, the two were an unlikely pair.

They were like peas in a pod; wherever Shuu was, Reiji followed, unnoticed by all. Almost like his own shadow.

The brothers' bond, however, was unfortunately fragile.

MASTERLIST i really wanted to blend some mini scenarios in! it doesn't really fit the format for headcanons, but i hope you enjoyed anyway : )

[theswiftieapple]

Don't forget to read the warnings

Summary of the request; When a certain someone falls in love with Phoebe, they'll do anything to get her, including using a love potion to gain her affection. But it backfires, horribly for them.

𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 :)

𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎r

𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚎; 17

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝; 6531

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐; Swearing, jealousy, a love potion being used (but it backfires), some cringy and fast paced writing

Narrator’s POV;

It all started with a call the Ghostbusters got, there was apparently a ghost roaming around in a  country club causing chaos and scaring the members and staff for a while now and the boss was done waiting for the ghosts to go away on its own.

That’s where Phoebe met Beatrix, a daughter of one of the members, she didn’t think twice of her after they caught the ghost, they didn't even interact with each other besides a quick introduction by the boss at the beginning. But that small interaction was more than enough to get Beatrix hooked. That’s why she was walking to the ghostbusters headquarters with flowers in her hand, full of confidence until she saw it. Until she saw her.

Phoebe exited the headquarters, out of her uniform, but that’s not why Beatrix became furious. Phoebe had come out of the building  holding hands with another girl. She hid behind the wall, trying to eavesdrop. “So you want to go to the bookstore Phoebs?” Y/n asked, as they closed the door. “Yep, if you want we can get some milkshakes to go after and go to the park and hang out?”

“Perfect then!” 

Beatrix stepped away from the wall to look at them on the other side, her eyes immediately drifted to this girl. She could feel her whole body shake from the anger that was inside her, she clenched her fist, crushing the flowers in her hand as she stared at their intertwined hands. 

“Why is a library so tall?” Phoebe asks as they start walking, “Why?”

“Because it has a lot of stories” Phoebe winked at y/n, who giggled at the pun, her cheeks turning red. “I love your jokes so much. '' She turns to Phoebe, cupping her cheek and pulling her into a short kiss. When they pulled away Phoebe had a big grin on her face, their intertwined hands swinging slightly as they started walking to the bookstore.

Beatrix's eyes followed them until they took a turn, disappearing from her eyesight. Her grip on the flowers didn’t loosen, she took deep breaths to try and calm down. This wasn’t fair.

It just wasn’t.

She loved Phoebe, they had a strong connection since they first met and this..random bitch swooped in and stole Phoebe. She wasn't going to leave this be, she was going to fix this and win back Phoebe one way or the other. “Miss, are you okay?” Beatrix didn’t turn to look at the person who asked, she just threw the flowers on the floor, all the petals falling off, the stems of the flowers were crushed from all the strength used. She rushed off to go back home, she needed a plan immediately.

Trevor stood there surprised, he glanced down at the flowers and winced, whatever happened couldn’t have been good. He decided it wasn’t any of his business so he walked into the firehouse, forgetting the flowers as the petals flew away with the wind.

—

Beatrix flipped another page of the book she was reading, she let out a frustrated groan as she threw it away. The book hit a vase making it fall down and shatter from the force. A small knock was heard on her door a few short moments after, a butler opened the door, looking inside concerned “Everything alright Miss?”

“Do I look alright to you?!” Beatrix glared, grabbing another book next to her on the couch and threw it, hitting the wall next to her butler who grimaced. Beatrix clenched her fists, she had been reading about different ways to win someone over for hours and it all sucked.

They were all about winning someone over who was single and not someone who was in a..whatever those two had. She felt like vomiting just thinking about the word ‘relationship’ when it came to Phoebe and that stranger. It was all the same boring and repetitive crap. The same thing worded differently and it infuriated her more.

She kicked a pile of the books that she ordered for this situation, that were on the coffee table, out of anger. “Well, is there anything I can help with?” her butler, Milten asks.

“NO” She shouted, she never was the best at controlling her anger, especially when she wasn’t able to get what she wanted. 

“Alright then, if you need me I am a call away” 

And with that she was alone again, she grabbed her phone and lied down on the couch. Google had to have something that could help her. 

—

“You have a bit of whipped cream on you” Y/n points out, she leans in to wipe it away from Phoebe's face who blushed at the action, no matter how many times they were close, her heart still raced like the first time. They were currently sitting underneath a tree in the park, it was their usual hiding spot. There weren’t many people around here, it was farther away from traffic so there wasn't any excessive noise and it was peaceful. Whenever they didn't want to be disturbed during a date they came there. 

Phoebe kissed Y/n’s finger as a thank you for the help. “So how was your last call? You weren’t able to tell me last night, you were so tired.” Y/n asked leaning on the tree, Phoebe put her head on her shoulder, “It was frustrating, we were running around that random club for like two hours. Those ghosts were smart and knew we were there for them. We managed to catch them but it was all pure luck. We were spread out looking for them and-”

Y/n nodded along, listening carefully to what her girlfriend was saying, enjoying the peaceful moment, she reached out and started playing with Phoebe’s hair in a comforting manner. Phoebe seemed to relax at the gentle touch, as she continued to ramble. This felt right, perfect even, just being close and holding each other and talking, sipping on some milkshakes from their favorite dinner. Nothing but them in their little world.

This is her safe space, Phoebe is her safe space. She admired the way Phoebe moved her hands when explaining something and how she took a sip every now and then. 

“Luckily they have Ghostbusters insurance so it'll all get fixed soon.” Phoebe finished taking a long sip. “And you sweetie? How was your evening?” Phoebe asked  sitting up straight to look her in the eyes.

“I was with Lucky and Lars at the center, they found a problem while they were testing out the updated Neutrona Gauntlet. I was just watching them work and talking with them, when it’s safe I get to be the first one to try it out!” Y/N explained excitedly, smiling widely.

“Really?? That's awesome! Of course they picked the most skillful person there to test it out” Phoebe nudges her teasingly, “Please tell me how it goes, if possible i want to go with you”

“Of course you can, Lars said it should be fixed in a week or so” 

They stared at each other with soft smiles, enjoying the silence around them. When you’re surrounded by ghosts non-stop it can get pretty noisy and can overwhelm someone. That’s why such simple moments are one of their favorites.

“Do you wanna go see Podcast and Dr Ray after this?”

Phoebe hummed, “sure sweetheart, anything you want”. Y/n's cheek turned a light pink as her smile widened. Phoebe was just too sweet to her. Phoebe leans in close and kisses her cheek making them even redder. “You wanna see the Pufts again don't you?” Phoebe teases. 

“Not my fault they're adorable and love me the most”

—

The bell to Dr. Ray’s shop signaled that someone had just entered. Ray looked up at the new customer, “Are you the one that sells and buys weird ghost and witch things or something?” Beatrix asked, putting her hands in her pockets. Ray gave her a smile and nodded, “Yes I am, is there anything I can help you with?”

“Where’s your witch section or whatever it’s called?”

Ray pointed at the section, “right there, if you need any help-” Beatrix walked away before he could finish, “-call me”

Ray shrugged and turned back to the book he was reading. 

Beatrix looked at all the books, she glanced back at her phone and then back at the books. Her eyes lit up when she found it, she pulled out a book named ‘Potions and Spells done right’. She flipped the pages, “where is it..”she muttered to herself until she found it. “A love potion..” she whispered a smirk forming on her face. 

Desperate times call for desperate measures. 

She whispered the words as she read not wanting to miss a single thing. The bell rang again, signaling customers, but that's not what made Beatrix stiffen. It’s the voices that followed.

“Good afternoon Dr Ray” Y/n says with a smile, “Good afternoon Y/n, Phoebe” He smiles kindly “if you’re looking for Podcast he's in the basement”

“Thank you” Phoebe says, she squeezed Y/n's hand that she held as she led them down there. Phoebe missed it, but Y/n didn't, she didn't miss the glare a random stranger in the store sent her. ‘Probably some homophobe or something’ she thought to herself before looking back at Phoebe as they went through the door behind Dr Ray.

Beatrix’s eye twitched, she huffed and turned the camera on her phone on and took a picture of the recipe, she put the book on a desk and walked out, not saying goodbye to Dr Ray who paid no mind to it. 

—

“A tablespoon of rosemary..”

Beatrix muttered as she poured it into a small jar that was filled with a dark red liquid. She grabbed her phone and zoomed into the recipe, “I have to wait until tomorrow..” She rolled her eyes in annoyance, she closed the jar and poured some wax over it to seal it as instructed and put it on a window sill. “There should be some moonlight here later..”

A small sigh escaped her lips as she laid on her bed, reading the page. “What would I pour it into? Her food? Drink?” She mumbles, closing her eyes, trying to think, not even a few seconds later she sat up in her bed when an idea formed. “I could sneak into their headquarters when they are out on a call and do it there…”

She laid back down,falling asleep with a smile on her face, hopeful that the potion would work in her favor.

The next morning Beatrix wasn’t woken up by her alarm clock but by something else. She woke up abruptly by the multiple very loud ‘caws’. She turned to see Crows outside of her window, staring at her and the potion. Barely moving.

She stared in disbelief, creeped out. Slowly she stood up and walked over to the window sill, their eyes following her closely, observing every move. Her eyes didn't leave them either as she grabbed the potion and walked backwards to her bedroom door. Beatrix swung the door open and ran out of her room, slamming the door. That wasn't normal, crows don't appear outside her window ever. Weren’t they that type of bird who remembers faces? Weren't they a sign of bad luck or something?

She shivered at the thought, trying to forget about all of this. Opening the door slowly again, she peeked in to look at the window, to see them still standing there staring back at her, but out of nowhere they let out another loud collective ‘caws’ and flew away quickly.

“What the fuck” She whispered, questions swirling in her head, she ignored them for now. There wasn't any time for ridiculous things like this, she had to get dressed and start her plan.

—

Beatrix leaned on the wall of the headquarters, hearing the alarm ring loud and clear alongside the chatter of the ghostbusters rushing into the Ecto-1 and driving away.

She stayed there watching the car drive off until it was out of sight, when they weren’t visible anymore she stood up properly and walked over to the main doors, opening them slowly, and closing them when she was inside. Clutching her small bag that had the potion inside she looked around, taking in all the different equipment, wires, tubes and more. The staircase caught her eye, it had to lead to where they live. 

She walked them up glancing around, when she came up she immediately noticed the kitchen. ‘Lucky’ she thinks to herself with a small smirk. She enters the kitchen looking around for anything. She had to be careful, she couldn’t mess this up, she searched through the kitchen trying to find something, anything. 

After minutes of searching she didn't find anything, she couldn't pour it into anything that would change the color or that anyone else could drink and eat by accident. She grabbed her phone and read through the recipe, she leaned in noticing a small thing she missed.

‘When the potion is consumed, the one who wishes to be with them must be the first thing they see, only then can the love be directed at the wished person.’

Beatrix sighed in frustration, she almost ruined the plan because she was too excited to read patiently. She needed a new plan soon and one where she didn’t rush into it. 

The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs made her stiffen and her breath caught in her throat. She rushed, crouching behind the kitchen Island, hiding. She peaked out to see who it was.

Y/n walked in mumbling to herself, putting her backpack down on the kitchen island while staring at her phone. She felt a cold chill run up her spine, the small hairs on the back of her neck stand up. 

‘Somethings wrong’

She thought to herself, looking around, unbeknownst to her, Beatrix, a stranger, was glaring at her, watching her every move closely.

The sound of her phone ringing was what snapped y/n back from her search. She answered the phone, putting it on speaker, “Hey babe where are you? On a call?”

“Mhm, we're going to arrive in like ten minutes. The call is nearby, we're tracking the ghost right now, it’s not one of the smart ones.”

Y/n let out a small snicker at the comment, “Okay then, I just arrived at the firehouse, are you still up for ice cream today?” she asked leaning on the kitchen island “We don’t have to if you don't want to, we can always go another day-” her nervous rambling was stopped by Phoebe interrupting her. “I want to go sweetheart,” 

Y/n started walking away to the living room as Phoebe talked, now Beatrix couldn't hear them anymore. She stood up and tiptoed to the stairs, clutching her bag tightly. She needed to get out and wait outside, then she could follow them and do something there.

She opened the door and grimaced when it made a loud bang when she closed it. She crossed the street quickly, luckily for her not many cars were nearby. 

Y/n stopped responding to  Phoebe when the loud bang was heard, walking closer to the stairs, looking around. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah..everythings okay” 

That bad gut feeling she had, still there.

—

Beatrix waited, her eyes following the Ecto-1 as it was parked, looking away when her eyes met Trevors, who raised an eyebrow confused at the staring before walking in.

It took another fifteen minutes until Phoebe and Y/n walked out holding hands.

Again.

If she kept rolling her eyes this much they were going to get stuck. She started following them from a distance, trying to figure out where they were going. Pulling out her phone she googled a few ice cream parlors in new york. 

“Van Leeuwen Ice Cream, that has to be it..” muttering to herself, they were walking in that direction. She googled the fastest way and stopped a taxi. She didn’t have the time for her butler to pick her up and drive her. 

Arriving 5 minutes later she exited the car and walked in, looking around. How was she going to sneak into the back? She could try to pay them off..probably won't work.

There was barely anyone in the store, everyone busy doing their own thing. Beatrix watched as the cashier rushed into the back as they were called. No one was there, she glanced around once more before walking through the swinging doors, grabbing a random apron and putting it on. Right on time as Phoebe and y/n walked in, coming over to the counter to order.

“What would you like to order?” Beatrix asked, smiling at Phoebe, not even glancing at Y/n who raised an eyebrow. 

“A Black Cherry Chip for me” Phoebe started and glanced at Y/n, who told them her order. Phoebe noticed the suspicious glances Y/n gave the cashier, so she pulled her gently to an empty table, slightly concerned.

“You okay?” Phoebe asked as they sat down, opposite of each other. Y/n glanced back at the cashier before answering, “I’m okay, just thinking” sending Phoebe a smile and squeezing her hand. Two ice creams placed between them abruptly and a bit hard made them jump. Looking up to see the cashier Y/n glared while Phoebe looked bewildered. 

“I’ll be right back, gonna go and freshen up a bit” Y/n smiles at Phoebe before giving the cashier a fake one. Beatrix walked back while Y/n walked to the restroom.

Phoebe picked up her plastic spoon and took a bite out of her ice cream. Different. It tasted different, Phoebe thought as she looked at the ice cream closer, “Here some napkins” Beatrix smiled putting them down on the table making Phoebe look up at her. “Thank you?” Phoebe muttered as she walked away to go back to her ‘post’. Phoebe stared at the icecream again confused, it tasted off.

“Sorry, I’m back now” Y/n said sitting down in front of Phoebe again who stared at her silently. 

“What?” 

No response as Phoebe kept staring, a smile appearing on her face. Y/n grabbed her cup taking a bite confused ”Babe, are you okay?”

“I love you”

Y/n smiled softly, “I love you too”

Phoebe put her crossed arms on the table leaning closer, admiring her, “You’re so beautiful you know that?”. Y/n bit her lip, putting her free hand over her mouth to hide her smile, “Thank you, you're gorgeous as well”

Phoebe reached over, pulling Y/n's hand away from her mouth, “Let me see your pretty smile, don't hide it sweetheart”. Y/n blinked, her cheeks turning a pretty pink. “I..I don’t even know what to say”

On the other side of the shop, Beatrix stared at the scene, utterly confused. Maybe the potion needed a moment? A tap on her shoulder made her turn to look, “And you are?”

She glanced down to see the ‘manager’ pin on their apron, they didn't look pleased “Shit.”. Beatrix took off her apron and shoved it in the manager's hands before running out of the store.

Y/n turned to look at the commotion with a raised eyebrow, “What do you think that was about?” Phoebe grabbed Y/n's chin gently making her look back into her eyes, “I don’t know and I don’t care, you have all of my attention” Y/n blinked at the boldness, her blushing cheeks darkening in color.

—

“Not that I mind you and me being close, quite the opposite actually, but you’re just..a bit more cuddly today and I wanted to ask if there's a reason why?” Y/n glanced up at Phoebe, they were lying down on the couch cuddling, with y/ns head on Phoebe's shoulder. “I just want to be close to you” Phoebe responds, sending her a small wink making a small blush appear on her girlfriend's face. “I’ll have to leave in like fifteen minutes babe, it's getting late”

Phoebe pouts pulling her in closer, “I’ll come back tomorrow again i promise alright?” Y/n promises, rubbing Phoebe's arm, receiving a slow nod, “alright fine but until then you can't leave my arms” 

“Deal” Y/n leans in kissing Phoebe's lips to seal the deal, slowly pulling away to look into her eyes. Her face turned into one of confusion when she noticed Phoebe's eyes having a light pink glow for a second before disappearing.

‘Must be the lighting..’ she thinks to herself, trying to find a reasonable explanation. She snapped out of her confusion when Phoebe blew air on her face, making her giggle at her nerd’s sillines. Forgetting about the pink glow for now.

—

Over the next few days, Y/n noticed three things.

Her sweet girlfriend was becoming..more cuddly and touchy. She didn’t mind Phoebe’s affection or attention, she didn’t mind being close to her and this isn’t anything unusual. They were dating after all. But it felt..different she couldn't explain it but it felt different.

There were certain times when she looked into Phoebe’s eyes, admiring them as she does and she would notice this..pinkish glow. She thought the first few times it could be the lighting because why would her girlfriends eyes have a pink glow? But now she doesn’t believe her former theory anymore with how often she's seen it.

She’s been seeing the girl from the parlor more and more. She also tried to reason with herself at first. It’s a big city and maybe they live close by? The ice cream parlor is near it would make sense if she also lived in that area. Maybe she just..didn’t notice her before because she didn't have a reason to. But over the course of these four days, she’s seen the girl..everywhere. She goes to the vinyl store for Record Store Day to get a special vinyl? She's there. She goes to a grocery shop to buy herself a snack? There she is, right around the corner. Even outside of her home, when she would go out or pick up a package, she could have sworn she saw the cashier disappear into the crowd.

All of this was weirding her out and now she's starting to think all of this is connected. Ever since they were at the ice cream parlor, Phoebe has been acting weird. It’s the only explanation she had. But she needed actual proof and so far, she had nothing.

Luckily for Y/n, she wasn't the only one noticing the slight changes in Phoebe’s behavior, Podcast could have sworn he saw a pink glow as well at one point. 

But today, finally her suspicions were confirmed. 

The day started out normally for y/n, since she was on summer vacation, she slept in, enjoying the extra few hours. She was planning to, as usual, visit Phoebe and Podcast for the day and do some fun paranormal stuff. She stood up, putting on her little dragon slippers and walking over to the bathroom to freshen up. Her parents weren’t home, the both of them leaving early for work, leaving her all alone to enjoy the peace.

Currently she was sitting on the floor in her living room, eating her breakfast while rewatching ‘The Owl House’ on her tv. “Canceled too early…” She mutters to herself before taking a sip of her drink, out of the corner of her eye she notices a call notification since she has her phone on mute, she picks it up, turning down her tv a tiny bit.

“Morning Podcast” She says taking another bite, “Morning to you as well, you do know it’s almost lunch time right?” he asks, Y/n didn't need to see him to know he had an eyebrow raised. “I do, everything okay?”

Podcast was silent for a moment. He leaned on his desk before speaking into the phone again. “Do you know why Phoebe’s been acting weird?”

“I have a theory but I don't have any hardcore proof to back it up” It was silent for another moment before y/n decided to break it,  “I’ve been seeing this..random girl everywhere and I have a bad feeling about it.”

“Wait, you've seen her too??” Podcast blurted out, standing up, “I’ve been seeing a girl everywhere and it's driving me insane.”

Y/n was quiet before describing how the girl looked to Podcast, to make sure it was the same person. “YES YES EXACTLY THAT'S HER” Podcast says, raising his voice slightly, glad to know he wasn't losing it. “I thought I was overreacting, she’s been everywhere. Maybe it’s some stalker? We are a part of the ghostbusters, we’re all over the internet.” Y/n stared at her lap, playing with the wings of her dragon slipper while thinking as Podcast rambled about the possibilities.

It was silent for a moment until Podcast broke it again, “What’s your theory?”

“It’s crazy and I don’t want to say anything until I'm sure because this might be a stretch and..even a bit insane. Dr Ray has a camera in his store, doesn't he?”

Podcast nodded before remembering they were on a call, “Yeah why?” “Do you keep the footage?”

“Yeah, but why?”

Y/n stood up and walked over to her room taking her phone with her, “I want to check something and that footage is either going to debunk or prove my theory and I’ll need your help.” She says opening her closet looking for something to wear, “Is it okay if i come over there in like..half an hour or so?”

“Of course, I’ll find the tapes, how long ago?”

“No longer than a week ago please”  Podcast starts walking over to Ray’s office where he keeps the tapes, “Will do, i’ll see you soon then” 

“Thank you Podcast, bye”

“Bye”

With that Y//n went to change into something comfortable and got ready for the day. She grabbed her phone, listening to a show as she put her dishes into the dishwasher. She grabbed her backpack before exiting her home, putting her earbuds in as she locked the door.

She arrived at Dr Ray’s shop in 37 minutes, the bell ringing as she entered. “Hey Dr Ray, is-”

“I’m right here!” Podcast appeared behind Ray, signaling her to follow, Y/n sent Dr Ray a small smile before rushing into the black. Podcast led her to a laptop on his desk, two chairs in front of it. “I was able to find the tapes quickly, what are we looking for?” 

They both sat down,Podcast pulling up the files with dates on them, “We’re looking for that stalker, I have a strong feeling she did something I just need proof”

Y/n pointed at a video file from six days ago, “that one.” 

The video started playing, Podcast pressed a button to speed up the time, “It has to be around late noon..” Y/n muttered, staring at the screen.

“There” Podcast muttered going back and letting the video play at a normal speed again. They could see the girl enter and talk to Ray before walking to a section, a few moments later Phoebe and Y/n appeared in the footage, passing the girl, “I fucking knew it” Y/n cursed, leaning in closer “I knew i saw her before but i couldn’t remember where exactly until you called me, look at her glare”

Y/n explains pointing at her, “What book is that?” Podcast paused the footage, zooming into the video, “‘Potions and Spells done right’..that's a spellbook, wait here” Podcast stood up and rushed out to find it, leaving her alone to think. What was this girl's plan? If her theory is true then how does she know Phoebe?

It took another minute until she could hear Podcast running down the stairs panting from how fast he was running, now sitting again, “Found it”

“May I?”

Podcast nodded, trying to catch his breath, Y/n opened the book flipping the pages. “What are you looking for?”

“A love potion” Y/n answered honestly, her eyes not leaving the pages once.  “Wh-Wait WHAT” Podcast yelled out staring at her baffled, “A love potion? Why? I’m so confused”

“I think she's trying to steal Phoebe from me” Y/n explains, booking back at the footage before looking back at the book, a small smirk appeared on her face when she found the page, “Look, this picture on the page lines up with the one in the footage, she was looking at a love potion” She showed Podcast who leaned in closer, to read the page. “Okay but how do we know she used it on Phoebe?” He asks looking up.

“She one, glared at me when we walked into the store and then guess what, the next day when me and Phoebe were on a date-”

“Aww” Podcast interrupts before coughing, “sorry, continue” Y/n smiled before continuing “We were on a date at an ice cream parlor and she was the cashier and she kept smiling at Phoebe and sent me glares and was acting all weird, then later on when i came from the restroom she ran out of the parlor and a manager was holding one of the aprons and that's when Phoebe slowly started to act different” 

Podcast blinked taking in all the information, “So you think she messed with Phoebe's ice cream?”

“Yes.”

“But how would she have known you'd go there?”

“She’s been stalking us for days now and has been everywhere, i wouldn't be surprised if that's how she found out” Y/n explains looking back up at the footage, “I know this is a reach but i want to check the footage at the parlor''. She turned to look at Podcast seriously, “I know it all sounds insane but-”

“I trust you” Podcast interrupted her, sending her a comforting  smile. “To the ice cream shop we go then!”. They put the laptop and book in their bags and rushed out, saying a quick bye to Ray who’s used to their antics by now.

—

“We need to see your camera footage from a few days ago, we think one of your employs did something to our friends food”

The manager stared at Podcast in confusion at the request, “What.”

“Please it’s urgent, we just want to make sure” Y/n pleaded with the manager who stayed silent for a moment. They sighed and shrugged “alright fine but quickly”

They turned around leading the two to the room, missing Y/n and Podcast high fiving excitedly. 

They closed the door behind them and stood behind the manager's chair, staring at the screen, “when?”

“This Tuesday, around 2pm” Y/n replied, receiving a nod in response as the manager searched the files and clicked on it. The three of them stared at the screen for a moment noticing a girl walking in “that's her” Podcast whispered.

On the screen Beatrix looked around before snatching an apron and putting it on, rushing to stand behind the cash register. “This little weasel” Y/n whispered, while the manager closed their eyes in frustration. That explains something.

“That’s me and Phoebe” 

Y/n and Phoebe on the screen order their ice cream and walk to an empty table. The manager  switched cameras to see what the girl was doing behind the counter. “Pause” Podcast asks, the manager did as told. “Right there” He pointed at the small jar that she was pouring on the ice cream. Y/n raised her phone to take a photo.

“Thank you so so much for this but we have to go now and deal with this.” Y/n muttered and nodded to the door and ran, Podcast right behind her while the manager kept staring at the footage. “I don’t get paid enough to deal with this shit”

—

“If she used a love potion why didn’t it work?” Podcast muttered staring at the recipe as they walked to the headquarters, “Is there maybe a second page?” Y/n asked.

Podcast turned the page and ‘oohed’.  “Oh yeah there is and I don't think she read it.”

“Why?”

He turned the book so Y/n could take a closer look, in big letters it said ‘WARNING; The potion doesn’t work as intended on a person that is already in love. The potion will only strengthen their affection.’

“Wow that was solved quickly” Y/n muttered, “But why phoebe? Where did the motive come from? What if it's someone from a call?” Podcast asked closing the book as they neared the doors of the headquarters. “We can always ask if they recognize her”

They entered, Y/n closed the door gently to make sure it didn't make a loud bang. The Ecto-1 was there, meaning they were home. Podcast and Y/n rushed up the stairs, being met with a confused pair of eyes. “Hi?” Trevor asked, standing in front of them holding a juice box. “Where's Phoebe?”

Right on que Phoebe appeared, sliding down the firefighter pole. “We need to have a serious talk” Y/n explained and was met with a tight hug. Phoebe wrapped her arms around her sweetheart, holding her close “I missed you” she whispered.

Y/n blushed a dark red and hugged Phoebe back, enjoying the warm and comforting brace. “I missed you too but we all need to have a serious talk love”

Phoebe nodded but didn’t let go of Y/n, who sent Podcast a pleading look. He immediately understood and rushed off to find Callie and Gary. “Phoebs you have to let go for a moment, we can hug later okay?” Y/n explained softly, rubbing her girlfriends back tenderly. Hoping she would let go for now and luckily for her she did, now only holding her hand with a small pout.

A few seconds later footsteps were heard coming up the stairs again, Podcast appearing with Callie and Gary behind him looking worried. “What's going on?” Callie asks, crossing her arms looking between them concerned.

Podcast pulled up his phone and went to messages to find the photo Y/n took of the footage, he turned his phone around for them to see. “Do you recognise this person?”

Gary leaned in making an ‘ooh’ face, “Wasn’t this girl at the call we had a few days ago? At that country club?” Callie’s eyes widened in realization. “Yeah you’re right but what does this have to do with whatever is going on?” Y/n took a deep breath to calm herself before answering “She used a love potion on Phoebe.”

It was silent for a moment as they took in the information, “wh-wha what do you mean a love potion?” Gary asks frantically, looking at Phoebe concerned who only stood there confused, giving her girlfriend a questioning glance. “You’re kidding but why?!” Callie cups Phoebe's cheeks looking her over. 

Trevor stood there staring at the picture, answering for them “She was jealous”. He noticed the looks he was now getting and stood there awkwardly, feeling both worried and angry at the situation. “The day after the call i ran into her outside the firehouse, she was angry and had flowers in her hands but then threw them on the floor and walked away, she might have seen you two together” He explained, pointing at phoebe and Y/n as he finished talking, he crossed his arms giving them a serious look.

“That was our theory as well” Podcast says out loud shifting in his place playing with his phone in his hands. “We have footage of her in Dr Ray’s shop, looking at a spell and potion book, there's also footage of her..putting it into Phoebe’s food”  

“So she dosed my child” Callie states breathing deeply, the amount of anger she felt was indescribable. Gary rubbed his forehead in frustration, “But why didn’t it work?” Trevor glanced at y/n and Podcast, “The genius didn’t read the second page, it has a big Warning on it about how it won’t work if they're already in love, it'll only strengthen their affection for their lover, aka me” Y/n explains squeezing Phoebe's hand for comfort. 

“It’ll luckily pass in like five moons, so tomorrow she should go back to normal and no damage will be done.” Podcast says quickly.

The Spenglers sighed out of relief simultaneously, “That’s some good news” Gary mumbles under his breath. Phoebe looked at Y/n with the softest eyes frowning, “I’m sorry”. Y/n turned her head and immediately stopped Phoebe, “No,no,no no no no, this isn't your fault, she's guilty for this and tried to do something horrible and it failed luckily.” Y/n put her hand on Phoebe's cheek gently.

“We have to tell Winston” Podcast states giving them all serious looks. “I’ll go and call him” Callie shakes as she grabs her phone and walks out of the room, Y/n sighs and pulls Phoebe into a comforting hug, who accepts it happily without any protest. Y/n rubs her back while thinking, her protective side showing its head with how tightly she was holding Phoebe to her.

—

Phoebe groans sleepily as the sun shined through her window waking her up. She tries to ignore it by cuddling her pillow again, she stiffened realizing it wasn’t her pillow she was holding. She opened her eyes to see Y/n sleeping next to her peacefully, she let out a small sigh of relief, holding her girlfriend closer admiring her sleeping face. Her whole body felt exhausted, like she had run a marathon. 

“Morning” Phoebe whispers with a smile when her girlfriend's eyes flutter open slowly “Morning” she replies weakly closing her eyes again for a moment, then she sits up and turns to Phoebe. “How do you feel??” she cups Phoebe’s cheeks gently, inspecting her face, concerned for her. 

“Very tired but better” Phoebe responds, putting her hands over y/n’s. “Don’t worry”. They stared into each other's eyes for a short moment, enjoying the silence. Y/n leaned in closer and kissed Phoebe for a few seconds before pulling away, sighing. “Alright, just so you know Winstons gonna deal with all of this and we’re just gonna need to answer a few questions later today.”

“So we’re free until then?” Phoebe asks with a small smirk, Y/n nodded and before she could say anything else Phoebe pulled her into a hug. “Then you’re stuck with me until then.” She mumbles getting comfortable, closing her eyes. “More like you’re stuck with me “ Y/n whispers nuzzling Phoebe's shoulder, a smile forming on her lips. “I love you”

Phoebe opened one of her eyes to look at y/n with her own smile, “I love you too” she responds giving her head a gentle kiss.  The both of them stayed like that until they had to get ready for the meeting.

—

Beatrix pulled at her hair as she stared at her phone, the recipe didn’t work at all. She’s been trying to think of a new plan since yesterday but nothing seems to come to mind. Her racing thoughts were cut off by a knock at her front door. Her butler rushed off to open it, his eyes widening when he saw who was standing there. A police officer raised a piece of paper, “There’s a warrant out for Beatrix Madden’s arrest, she’s going to need to come with us.”

Beatrix’s eye twitched as she turned back around and put her head into her hands. Well Fuck.

[somewhere-at-the-burrow]

i wanna start by saying that I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I HOPE BOTH SIDES OF YOUR PILLOW ARE COLD 24/7. Your posts are always so entertaining, informative, and motivational, everyday i'm looking forward to see them. i can literally feel the love when you talk about your dr, it makes me so excited to shift to my dr.

after reading your post about Charlie, the curiosities i had growing up came back to me. To give a bit of context, i am romanian and Charlie was always my favorite Weasley bcs he lives in my country😭 i felt so special as a kid reading the book.

I wonder if he enjoys living there? Are the romanian community of wizards different than the british ones? does the culture influence the way wizards do magic? Did Charlie had to move to Romania to work because Romania has a larger number of dragons than other countries ? If not, why? I JUST HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS I'M SORRY😭😭

this was so sweet to read LOVE YOU TOOO <3

it is so cool that my stories are reaching audiences in romania whaaat?? I love the internet.

also, these are such cool questions, and I definitely don't know as much about Romania as Charlie does, but we do write a lot so I can try and answer what I know!! thank you for a fun ask :)

to start, Charlie has always wanted to visit Romania since as long as I can honestly remember. there are many dragon sanctuaries throughout the world, but the most well known one is in a classified location in Romania. I think Charlie said it was near Borca? I have no idea--- it is somewhere near the mountains and Charlie is not allowed to say much about it, so we piece together information that he gives us in letters!

Charlie has always been fascinated by the balaur, which is a creature he was always drawing doodles of since he discovered it in a dragon book. I'M NOT KIDDING, there is a drawing of the multiple-headed dragon monstrosity hanging at the base of the stairwell in the Burrow. this guy was OBSESSED

so, when he got accepted into the dragonology institute and preservation center in Romania, it was so monumental because he quite literally has been babbling about that place since Hagrid told him about it. also, the institute is very selective in who they choose to teach and have help in this dangerous environment, so it was such an honor the our Charlie got to go.

in his letters, he enjoys the culture and environment of Romania so much! he tells me that the mythology there is so detailed and there is such an environment of magical creatures that are studied and preserved in the country. because the sanctuary Charlie works at includes a worldwide effort, he is pretty immersed in all sorts of cultures and languages, but he has made it a goal to learn Romanian --so holiday will be wild when he comes back and shows that off!!

as for the Romanian government of magic... I don't know much and we don't hear about them that often :(

but now that I've gotten this question, I will definitely pay more attention to the news etc!

I do know that the Transylvanian quidditch team is IMPECCABLE. the world league is starting soon, and it is always a big deal with that team because they do the craziest stunts MID GAME. I mostly remember this one Transylvanian chaser named Beatrix Petri, who made a whole page in the Seeker Weekly for completing such a dangerous nose dive that even critics in the audience didn't know if she would make it. SHE'S A LEGEND

about the culture--- I'd say the mythology of Romania definitely shapes the way they practice magic and the way the rest of the wizarding world views that country! we can't go more than a couple days in my magical creatures class without mentioning some mythological / theorized creature that originates in Romania. it is the coolest!

hope this helped answer some of your questions!! i love love these little details from my weasley reality and I hope to one day visit Charlie in Romania (I hope!!)

also, no questions are ever too many! I love being here to answer them and it makes me feel so connected to my DR .. it is the best motivation!! <3

[averlym]

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[toracainz]

Driver Picks the Music, Shotgun Shuts Their Cakehole

Masterlist

Summary: You and Jake decide to go on a road trip.

Warnings: Inaccurate depictions of DID (only knowledge from the show and some light research). Swearing. Established relationships. Spoilers for Case 63. References to the boys past trauma with water. Mild miscommunication. Verbal conflict due to frustration.

Word count: 4.1k

A/N: I am not fluent by any means in Spanish so if there is anything incorrect please let me know.

A/N: beta read by the wonderful @luvpedropascal and another friend that doesn’t have a tumblr lol.

A/N: this was for a fic exchange for the anniversary of Moon Knight, but as you can see I'm kind of late lol oh well! hope you enjoy!

Translations:

Mira, amor. = Look, love. Corazón = heart Mi tesoro, ¿qué pasa? = My treasure, what’s up? Cariño = Dear Dios, ¿eso es todo? = God, is that all? Lo lamento…realmente. = I’m sorry…really. Amor = love mierda = fuck Se lo juro. = I swear it. Nuestro amor. Nuestro sol. Nuestro corazón. = Our love. Our sun, our heart. luz de mi vida = light of my life

The eerie music of the podcast played in the background as the characters spoke. A man, who was apparently a doctor, talking (though he sounded just like the patient from the earlier part of the podcast) with the confused woman, a doctor herself…from the future?

“Let’s see, ‘Case 63’. It says your name is Eliza Beatrix Knight. You were admitted at 7:22 p.m. on November 24th. You were found naked at JFK airport in one of the bathrooms in Terminal 8 with paranoid ideations and confusion. You told a curious story about the end of the world in the future—“

“But the—the future??” She definitely sounded confused and a bit distressed.

“Yes, the future.” The doctor answered.

“Oh…wait. Wait. Okay. Wh—what year is it now?”

“You don’t know what year it is?”

“What year is it?” The woman repeated, a little agitated.

“It’s 2012, Ms. Knight.”

The only sound, other than the credits of the podcast, was the droning of wheels on pavement as you and Jake headed down the road. You had nearly begged Jake to listen to the podcast after you got back on the road from the last stop. You looked over to Jake, smirking as you studied his stoic, contemplative look. He suddenly let out a huff of a laugh, shifting in the driver's seat a bit.

“What?” you asked him, a little unsure of what to make of his reaction.

“That’s like…2 hours of my life I’ll never get back.”

“What?! Oh come on, you can’t be serious. That was a good show!” You insisted, mock offense on your face (though not entirely mocked).

“Mira, amor. It was…interesting, but just not my kinda thing. I mean, the guy was just bullshitting the whole time.” He shrugged, keeping hold of the steering wheel, his other elbow propped on the ledge of the window.

“Bullshitting??? Ugh, whatever. Putting it back on your old man music. Keep listening to this and I’ll have to put you in a home soon.” You teased as you reopened the music app and started his playlist. Frank Sinatra came to life in the speakers.

“‘Old man music’? These songs are classics and timeless. So are the dance moves.” He smirked glancing over at you, seeing your pout fighting off a grin. “I know you like it when I dance with you, corazón. Don’t hear you complaining then.”

“Because I have you to distract me from it.” Looking at the map on your phone, you tried to see how much further until the next stop.

You and Jake had been planning this trip for a while, just you, him, and the open road. The only thing that wasn’t accounted for, though, was Jake’s determination to pick the music, the snacks, and the places to stop. It wasn’t too obvious at first, especially when he was pointing out some pretty fun locations to go to, but it seemed like any time you made a suggestion, he would try and convince you to do something else. It was cute, with a bit of poking and some laughs about Jake being hard-headed, but the further into this trip you got, the more it started to bother you. Looking at the map, the both of you would be arriving pretty soon at the last motel before making the last trek to the final destination on the trip “itinerary”, Antelope Canyon.

~*~*~*~

Weeks Earlier

After you had mentioned going on a road trip, Jake took it upon himself to check out potential places and possible things to do there. Nothing had been discussed in earnest yet, but Jake's (and his headmates’) curiosity got the better of them. Vegas was discussed, San Francisco, and the Rocky Mountains, among other potential options. It wasn’t until Marc suggested the Grand Canyon that things really started rolling. Jake had in his mind that the Grand Canyon, while grand was honestly boring. He hadn’t expected Steven to agree with him, so the three began to look at other locations.

That’s when they found it. Antelope Canyon. Now that was a destination.

Steven offered to do the research since he actually enjoyed reading endless pages of websites or books, but Jake insisted that he would take care of everything. Looking through hiking reservations and things to do in the area around the canyon, Jake had started to really enjoy planning it all. He just knew you’d be excited for it all.

That is…until he read an article about some of the facts about the canyon and its geography. According to the article, the canyon was prone to flooding. Seeing that word made his blood run cold and his heart begin to pound. When he noticed his hand clenched tightly into a fist he had to consciously relax it. It was fairly understandable that if it rained in the area of the canyon then of course water collected, but the part that worried him and his headmates was that it could be dry in the canyon but rain elsewhere, and the canyon could still have a flash flood. There had even been ladders installed in the canyon for people to grab onto and climb to higher ground. At first, they were wooden, but those broke all too easily. They've since been replaced with metal ladders. Plenty of people had lost their lives to this all too familiar force of nature.

Once Jake learned about this, he began looking heavily into the weather of the area and the best time to go. Planning for the driest possible month that he could and making sure the projected weather was clear as it could be. Jake’s not delusional by any means, he knows that weather can be unpredictable so far in advance, but he had to try. Jake started to check the weather religiously to make sure things would work in his favor. He wasn’t taking any chances, wasn’t going to put the system in danger, and definitely wasn’t going to pull you along with them. He wouldn’t let that happen…not again.

So it was settled. Route. Destination. Activities. And the window of time they had to arrive.

~*~*~*~

Present

You both had been talking about taking a road trip for a while now and it wasn’t until a week or so ago that the two of you started talking and planning in earnest. Jake was the one that picked the route since he insisted on driving the whole way, but to your surprise, he also picked the destination -  even going as far as to look at weather reports for the times that you two would be there. That left you to pick the snacks and the fun touristy stops along the way, giant rubber band ball-type attractions, that’s what road trips are all about right? Hearing you get excited by each new place you found along Jake’s route gave him the softest and warmest smile. This was how every night was spent leading up to the trip, you and him sitting on the couch, your legs over his, or laying in bed, his arm around you and getting giggly from all the excitement, an extended trip with your partner, your Jake.

What you didn’t know, and what you’ve rarely seen, was how Jake was stealing glances at you. He wasn’t exactly the talkative one in the relationship, but he didn’t mind, not when he could just observe and admire your energy. The smile on his face was content like waking up at your own pace in a comfy, warm bed. These simple moments were what Jake enjoyed most, these mundane, everyday moments. He never asked for much and he never needed much, so when he found you and you decided that you would give him your love, well that was all he could have ever asked for.

~*~*~*~

Pulling into the motel parking lot, the silence that Jake thought was comfortable was not so for you. Stewing away at how nitpicky Jake was being, how he was nearly dictating what you both did on the trip with almost no regard to what you wanted. You knew it wasn’t because he was trying to be mean.  Jake liked to have control of situations. Having control meant a certain level of safety, and that’s just how his mind worked, protecting himself, protecting the system…protecting you. What you couldn’t understand was why. What sort of danger could come from the wrong kind of chip or soda being bought at the gas station?

You both grabbed your bags from the trunk and went into the room, starting each of your nightly routines…still, in silence, save for the small T.V.  that had been turned on to some local news station. Then Jake chimed in on what side of the bed he would be sleeping on. You didn’t need him to tell you. You knew he would take the side closest to the window and door, that’s the side he always took.

“I know what side you sleep on. You don’t have to tell me!” you snapped not too unkindly. Funny how the bed would be the final straw. Jake stepped out of the bathroom. He was only half undressed as he was getting ready to shower (he thought showering with you, but the tone in your voice had him second-guessing).

“Mi tesoro, ¿qué pasa? If you want to skip the shower that’s fine, babe, just say so.” He fixed you with a confused look.

“Oh? So that I can decide?”

“Cariño, what are you saying? I don’t play head games, get it out. Start making sense or I’m go–”

“This whole trip…the whole trip, you have been so picky about everything. Where we stop, where we don’t stop, what snacks to get, where to stay and almost every time I suggest something you shoot it down. If it’s not your way it’s the highway is that it?” That was one thing that you were happy for in your relationship with Jake, and it certainly took some time to get to this point. Jake was right, he didn’t like playing head games. He didn’t like the whole “you should know what’s wrong” bit. He was never fully open about his own feelings, but clear communication? He was a staunch advocate. He wanted to know what was wrong, what was right, how he could meet you in the middle, all of it.

Hearing this outburst, his muscles tensed ever so slightly, his jaw tensing more. Jake tossed his shirt on the bed as he came over to his duffel bag, grabbing his toiletries bag, and starting back into the bathroom. “I’ve been picky. Picky. Dios, ¿eso es todo? And that’s what’s got you all worked up, just because I’m picky.”

“Just because. Worked up. This was supposed to be a fun trip and it is, it was! But damn it, Jake, it’s not fun for me when you can’t let go for two seconds. Nothing’s going to happen if we stop at some honey farm or a fruit stand or a fucking huge ball of twine!” The floodgates open, as you let out the building frustration from the past couple of days. It felt good to get it out, so it wasn’t buzzing around in your head any longer. Jake had been leaning against the bathroom counter, shoulders tense and hunched as he looked at himself in the mirror. You don’t know if Marc or Steven has anything to say about your outburst, if he’s listening to them, and right now that’s the least of your concerns.

You could see his jaw flexing and clenching as the gears were turning in his head, trying to come up with something to say.

“You want me to let go? Want me to just let things happen? Fine,” he threw his hands up. “Yeah, I’ll let go as soon as you learn some restraint. Think you can handle that for one more day? Hmm? You knew what you were getting into when you looped me into whatever you want to call this relationship.” He looked at you in the reflection as he grabbed what he needed and went to finally get in the shower.

“Fine. Sounds fantastic. Maybe tomorrow you can work on getting the stick out of your ass and actually enjoy the hike instead of worrying if a lizard’s going to be within thirty feet of us. Yeah, enjoy your shower.” You huff, going and sitting on the bed to watch T.V. while you wait for your turn with the shower. Flipping through the channels didn’t produce anything worth watching so you settled on the news again. Sometimes on the trip, you and Jake would shower together, make out, actually bathe, or both, and just enjoy those little moments. That was not in the plans tonight and you weren’t even sure how the bed situation would work tonight, there being only one, probably not a lot of cuddling.

Relationships have their rocky moments, that’s to be expected to some degree, but talking to each other and coming to an understanding…maybe once you both cool off you can have a more constructive conversation. Until then, you both needed some time to let the emotions come down from their boil, maybe on the drive tomorrow you two could talk, sort things out, otherwise it was going to be a long trip back to New York.

Jake eventually got out of the shower, curls wet and slicked back, and only in his underwear. You were upset with him, so stop looking at him like that…with all his muscles and tan skin and inky curls that started to spring back from their slicked state. You tried to shake it off as you got off the bed without a word to go for your own shower. Jake watched you go and once he heard the water start he sat on the edge of the bed, head in his hands as he and his headmates tried to help come up with a way to salvage the trip. Sounds like partly cloudy days in the future.

~*~*~*~

That morning, after a not-so-pleasant night of sleeping as far away from each other as possible, though you're certain at some point in the night you could feel a strong hand gently caressing your shoulder, the two of you packed your things and got back on the road. It wasn’t much further to Antelope Canyon so the drive wasn’t terrible. It was certainly quiet though.

As Jake pulled into a parking space, he was the first to break the silence, gently grabbing your arm, stopping you as you started to get out of the car. When you look back at him it all started to flare up again. He’s stopped you from getting out of the car, decided things for you. You don’t mean to be on edge, it all just feels so raw.

“Lo lamento…realmente.” He says withdrawing his hand, holding it up to show he’s not keeping you, he only meant to get your attention, “We can talk about it on the hike, I just…I wanted to say it now. Before we get out there. I’m not expecting you to forgive me just because I said “I’m sorry”, I know I’m not the easiest person to live with, just ask Marc and Steven…” he paused, not entirely sure what else he could say. He really felt he was difficult to live with and he knew that his hypervigilance could get overbearing, but that’s something he intended to work on.

You listened to him, still feeling that boiling frustration, knowing that he meant it, he always means it. Jake clenched his fist, resting it against the gearshift trying to put the words together. “Let’s get out there…” He nodded, more to himself, gently hitting the gearshift with the side of his fist before getting out of the car to get the backpacks. While you grabbed yours Jake headed over to the information kiosk for maps, a weather radio, and to check in for the hike

~*~*~*~

It’s kind of amazing how being in a place like this could distract from the stresses you both came with. The smooth, waving walls of the canyon in those bright red and orange hues. It looks so ancient, mystical, alien, and absolutely breathtaking. You both were able to relax as you worked your way through trails, well you more than Jake who seemed to be clenching his jaw or muttering to himself (or Marc and Steven) a lot. Whatever it is they’re talking about, you hoped it wouldn't crop up into another argument, not when the hike had been going so well.

And that’s when it happened.

You suggested that you stop for a break, just to drink a little water, maybe eat a snack, take some pictures, or something, but Jake trudges ahead.

“We can go a little further, come on.” He said, pulling ahead now. It was as if the argument and his apology meant absolutely nothing to him. What in the hell was happening?! You never took Jake to go back on his apology or his word. Yes, the man would fib on occasion but he wouldn’t flat out lie like that…not to you.

“What? You have got to be kidding. After all that? For God’s sake, Jake you just couldn’t handle i,t could you? The whole hike you’ve been acting so uptight. Are you even enjoying this? This whole thing was your idea and now you have a look like someone just smelled the most gag-inducing stench.” You weren’t going to let it slide like you had in the car ride, you were going to call him out on it. This was your trip too and you wanted to go out and have fun. Which you were, but having a muttering cloud of gloom accompanying you was not helping.

Jake stopped, tilting his head back and looking to the sky, muttering more things (you couldn’t quite make it out, but it vaguely sounded like Spanish swearing), definitely a bit cloudy now but nothing too bad for now. Slowly, he lowered his head as he turned to look at you, regret clear on his face. “Amor, I swear this is the last time today…I uh, had looked up the trails online—just to be safe—I only meant…mierda…there’s a cool place up ahead. You've probably seen it in pictures, a beam of sunlight coming in…we can break there and after that…” he makes the motion of zipping his lips, tossing away the key, and holding up his hands in surrender.

Well, that was…unexpected. The worst part was, it was a good idea. With a huff you crossed your arms, contemplating the options and the fact that he really did mean what he said…he was trying, but you were still frustrated, and maybe(?)  going to this special place meant that the whole rest of the time Jake would just lighten up and you could actually contribute to the trip.

“Fine. Yeah, fine, let’s go to this “cool place” and we’ll take a break there.” You shook your head, conceding. “But after that, you have to let me have some say, Jake—“

“I will. Se lo juro. Just thought you would like it and taking a break there you can take it all in like you do.”

He stood there waiting for you to rejoin the hike. Thankfully the place wasn’t much further, just as he said, and you looked around in awe at how nature could make such enchanting views. You were enjoying it and taking it all in, just as he said.

You both started to take off your backpacks, taking out a blanket and some snacks and drinks for the little makeshift rest stop this little place was about to become. The thing that was most mesmerizing was the beam of light in question, and yet again, he was right. You stood there drinking your water watching this marvel of nature, this beam of light so precise and almost like a sspotlight The sunlight almost looked tangible, so letting the inner kid in you come out for a little fun, you stuck your hand into the sunlight. That wonderful, imaginative part of you almost expected to feel it, well feel something other than the warmth it brought. Like it should have been hard like a stone column or fluid yet weighty like a stream or waterfall.

“Alright, I’ll give it to you. This is a really cool place to rest for a bit. Sorry for blowing up like that again. If you know any more places like this we should stop at, let’s make a plan okay? Together. We’re supposed to be enjoying the hike right? Just like you s—“

When you turned to look at him, you were met with a sight that that imaginative part of you was absolutely not expecting.

Jake.

Down.

On one knee.

Holding a small, velvet-covered box.

You didn’t know what to do, so you just gaped at the sight. Nerves were clear on his face as he opened the little box.

“Nuestro amor. Nuestro sol. Nuestro corazón. I know now that I wasn't being fair to you on this trip and I truly am sorry. You’ve put up with me, with Marc, and Steven when we were absolutely not the easiest to put up with. You accepted us, all of us, and everything that comes with being with someone like us…and we couldn’t be more thankful to have such a patient, loving, and strong partner. Because God knows you have to be strong to have to deal with three grown man-children.” Jake chuckles breathily, hoping the joke would help his nerves (it didn’t), not until he heard you chuckle too. The corner of his mouth quirks slightly, letting that little moment of levity give him the breathing room for what was about to come next.

“Will you marry us?”

You stood there still stunned, but now tears were trickling down your cheeks. Yeah, there was a lot to deal with, mostly due to their collective tempers and vastly different ways of doing things among other quirks…but you weren’t perfect, not by a long shot. There were plenty of things you did or said that they had to put up with too. But that’s the beauty of it, right? People are flawed. They mess up. They find someone to love them and they grow together…to work at being together, because it’s not easy, nothing in life is ever easy…but loving them…even after every argument, disagreement, or misplaced frustration…that was easy. How could you not?

You stepped closer to Jake. The last of the system that you met and once you had, everything just felt complete. Now, here he was before you, on behalf of himself and his headmates, asking you to love them for the rest of their lives. And you said yes…how could you not? You said yes again, nodding your head as he came to his feet, a nervous smirk blooming into an ecstatic grin as he plucked the ring from its box and slipped it on your finger.

It was a simple silver band with three diamonds set into it…one for each of them. You held up your trembling hand to admire it, your heart thrumming with what it represented. Looking at Jake, you wrapped your arms around him, as he did the same to you, your lips meeting each other. So much love and passion shared between you. It felt too soon when you both pulled away to catch your breath. When you looked into his eyes you saw his own tears threatening to slip away and down his cheeks, and you also saw the tenderness and deep love that he and his headmates shared for you.

After another kiss (and another), you both stand there in the beauty of the moment.

“I love you,” you finally say.

“I love you too, luz de mi vida. Like you wouldn’t believe. So much, that I made sure to plan as much of the trip as I could to try and make it memorable…turns out I made it exhausting and should have just had you help plan it.” Jake couldn’t wipe the smile from his face if he tried, you said yes and now you had the rest of your lives to plan more trips.

“Definitely should have consulted me. I have a keen sense for adventure, you know?”

“Yeah, I know.”

“And we have plenty of time to plan trips, annoy each other, love each other…and on the ride back, we will be having the best adventure.” You smile wide before Jake leans in, giving you another kiss which you happily reciprocate.

“I can’t wait.”

A/N: Antelope Canyon has a tendency to flood. This can apparently happen even if the rain occurred miles away. The boys were not only nervous about the proposal but also flooding, hence the weather research, monitoring, and radio.

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[thequietkid-moonie]

Buddha, Tesla, Jack and Qin(separately) with a reader who has a little shop or works in a bookstore and is very sweet and innocent and has a 4 year old daughter. The reader is a very peaceful and shy person (this is They think) one day the characters are going to pay a visit and find her the house all messed up and she in the kitchen with a katana in her hand (and several dead men on the floor) surprise! Reader is a former assassin HireRental(like Beatrix Kiddo from Kill Bill) I love your writing it's so...amazing

Sweet and inocent reader is actually an assassin

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Buddha, Tesla, Jack, Qin ]

[ Records of Ragnarok / Shuumatsu no Valkyrie ]

YES YES YES!! I LOVE your idea anon, it's so exciting!! I ended up getting a little dramatic, I'm sorry if thats not what you wanted!

Although, I don't know anything about Kill Bill so i just go by what you said, I hope its okay. And, I'm sorry but a cannot stop thinking in Yor, I've been watching too much sxf

Buddha

He probably ended entering in your bookstore while he was searching something to end with his boredom, and for sure meeting you will be useful

You quickly picked his interest with your shy and sweet personality, and at first he start talking about the books but you two ended up talking about anything else, and he even get the oportunity to meet your daughter

The day didn't end without all of you becoming friends, and Buddha start going to the bookstore frecuently to see you two, he even invite the both to hang out outside

Everytime he goes to see you he always brings some candies for you two, even if you don't want that you daughter eat much he always secretly gives them to her

Buddha doesn't exactly offer his help in your work, and he even sometimes make a mess while playing with the little girl, but at the end the both help you clean

But he likes to spend time with you too, so when he isn't with your daughter he is following you around, unintentionally helping you while chating with you (and, of course, he never miss a chance to tease you and make you blush)

He pass a lot of time telling to both of you a lot of stories about all the places he has been, even of when he was a prince (and probably you didn't believe him at first)

He is always making sure the both of you are fine, making sure you're not overworked, if he have to force you to rest he will, and he even offer to do the work while you rest

The love he feels for both of you is obvious for whoever looks at him, but it isn't like he is hidding it

One day you asked Buddha if he could take care of your daughter while you do an important work and you promised to try to be quick with it, you didn't give much details but Buddha trust you so he acepted

However you were taking a lot of time, that make Buddha start getting worried about you, even your daughter was starting to ask for you

So he decided to search for you, saying to the little girl that they should go back home with a smile, but in their way he start having a very bad feeling, and when they where there Buddha noticed the front door slighly open

He ask the little girl to wait for him before enter in the house carefuly, everything was a mess, he was starting to get worried and angry, but his priority right now was find you

And he did, he find you in one of the rooms, your clothes covered in blood and some bodies in the floor, he was surprised and confused but still carefuly approach you and say your name with a soft voice

You were starting to relax a little since you finally finish with those bastards who tried to attack you from behind when you heard someone calling you softly

Scared you turn around and see Buddha standing in front of you, you stare at him for a moment before panic, you were scare of how he would react about this, throwing your weapon away you tried to come up with an excuse

But, even if he was surprised, he can tell that you still are that sweet person he met and fell in love, there is not any evil intentions in you

With confident steps he approach you, reassuring you that is fine, you have nothing to worry about, he even embrace you to help you calm down

He goes with your daughter again and entertains her until you finish to take care of what happened, and after everything was more calm you two talk about it

He is fully supportive of your work as an assassin, and even if you want to leave it he will support you

He admitted that he is surprise for it, from all people he never expected you to have a work like this! But he doesn't mind, and isn't scare either

He will help you whenever you need it, maybe taking care of your daughter or making excuses for when you have to go

He actually find this side of you rather atractive, and he will say it you without shame, and he even tease you for it!

Nikola Tesla

He had already seen your little bookstore from afar, but today he decided to go hoping to find something that will help him with his work

When enter he was greeted cheerfuly by a little girl that was sitting in your desk, soon you came and greet him too, asking him how could you help him

You two spend a while talking about all kind of book, searching for something that could help him, sometimes getting interrupted by the little girl

After that he start finding problems to concentrate since he can't stop thinking about you, is just that you were so cute and so kind, Tesla ended making an excuse to go to bookstore to see you again

For a while he makes some excuses to go, but soon you two become friends and he didn't have to make excuses anymore

He was constantly helping you in your work, or when you were too busy he spend time with your daughter, teaching her some things or playing with her (is so cute to see)

And every time you shyly thank him with a little blush in your cheeks he feels like his chest is gonna explode for how fast his heartbeat is

You two start spending almost all your time together, whenever he wasn't working in his studies he was with you, and you start taking care of him too since he gets easily invested in his work, you start acting just like a family. You even invite him over your house sometimes, and he invited both to his study

One day he was in his way to your house as usual, you two already made plans to meet but when he gets there he can tell that something was off, all the lights were off and the door was slighly open

He was fearing that something happen to both of you, he was planing to call the police but first he need to find you. Carefuly he enter in the house, everything was a mess and that just scare him most but he quickly calm down and start searching you

Tesla heard soft sobs and he run to where were coming, as silent as he manage, then he find your daughter hidden, gently he gets her attention trying not to scare her more, but the moment she sees Telsa she just cry harder and hide in his arms, he hold her while trying to calm her down, comforting her

Her cries alert you, you were sure that you had already take care of all the bastards, still you follow the sound carefuly, seeing someone with your daughter makes you more angry, sneaking until you were behind his back ready to kill him, until you reconize his voice

You let fall your weapon out of surprise and fear, that alert him, holding the little girl protectivebly he turn around quickly but the only think he sees is you cover in blood with a fearful expresion

He quickly stand up, asking you what happen and look for posible injuries. After noticing the bodies he gets super confused, he doesn't understand whats happening, still he put his hand in your shoulder reassuring you, and with a smile he tell you that you should take care of it, he will wait until you finish for an explanation

While you change your clothes and take care of what happen he stay with your daughter until she falls sleep

After that he is expecting an explanation, but he won't judge, Tesla hears patiently all you have to say and wait until you finish your story to say something

This is something unexpected , but you still the same person he love so much, so he decided to trust you, to believe that you're not doing it for malicious intention, promising you to stay by your side and support you

He is really interested in knowing why you became an assassin and he is really impress with your skills too

You can be the best assassin ever and he still sees you as the sweet inocent person he met in the bookstore

Maybe he won't be able to help you as an assassin, but he could help you with other things, like helping you cover it whenever you have to go out to do your work and taking care of your daughter. He gets really worried about you, but believes in you

Jack the Ripper

Jack is someone who really likes to read, loves enjoying a good book with a cup of tea, so it wasn't strange for him visit a bookstore

Meeting you truly surprised him, it had being so long since he meet someone with such beautiful and bright colors, he gets mesmerize with the sweetness in your voice when greeting him, it actually take him a moment to answer you

He ended up spending all day in your bookstore, talking about everything and anything, he even gets to meet your daughter, and he became friends quickly with the young lady

He start going to the bookstore frecuentrly just to see the both of you, and he's not really shy so he won't have problem admiting that he actually wanted to see you

Jack help you with the work, attending the persons who came searching for a book, helping you keeping the place organizate

He is always giving you compliments rather cheesy and poetic that never fails to makes you blush, and to your daughter too (telling her how cute she is or praising her improvements in school)

Jack could pass hours with the cute young lady and never get bored, playing around, reading a book to her, drawing something or even help her fall sleep, for Jack those moments are like being in heaven

He really crave for your company, for him being with both of you is like a dream come true, he couldn't be happier. People is always praising you for the beautiful family you are (even if you two aren't together yet), and that flattered him, he swears that he is the happiest man alive

One day Jack was having a very bad feeling so he decided to visit you, just to make sure both were fine. Stoping first by the bookstore, it was supposed to be closed by that hour but he finds your daughter there, when he ask her about it she tell him that you asked her to run there and hide until you came for her, the bookstore was pretty secure so he tell her to wait there and he will go to see you, not without first making sure she was alright and safe there

Running to your house Jack was trying to calm himself down, he was fearing the worst! When he finally get to your house seeing the door slighly open just make him feel more uneasy, he was ready to rip apart the idiots who even dare to think to mess with you. Carefuly he sneak inside and toured the house looking for you, just by looking at the mess he could tell that there was been a fight

There was just one room with light and a person standing giving him the back, in the floor was several dead bodies, he decided to approach the person carefuly without even making a sound

There were you, finally relaxing a little since you already take care of everyone, you didn't feel Jack's presence until he was behind you, out of fear and anger you turn around quickly putting your weapon just inches away from his throat

It take a moment for both of you to complently understand the situation, your expression change to one shocked and covered in fear, the last person that you wanted they know about this part of you was standing in front of you

Seeing your expresion makes Jack panic, he feared to see that expresion on you, he never wanted to see you in such color. The tears starting to form in your eyes was what makes him get into his senses and reasure you that is okay, everything was fine now!

After pick your daughter and putting her to sleep Jack help you take care of everything, from fixing the house to taking care of the bastards, he could tell that you still feel really bad from him seeing you like this, so he take a moment to reasure you that you have nothing to fear, this not change anything for him, he still loves you

He is willing to reveal that his is an assassin too (without much details), he still fears of how you will react, but if that helps you feel better he will

He isn't expecting an explication or anything, but he will heard you if you want to talk about it. What he will makes sure to do is tell you that you don't have to worry, he can tell that you're still the person he fell in love with, so he isn't going to leave you, and neither will tell someone about this

He is fully supportive of your work, and will teach one thing or two. Whenever you have work to do he gets worried about you, not becouse he doesn't trust you but becouse he fear losing you, and when you come back he always greet you with a big hug (is comforting for him feeling you in his arms)

And he is ready to help you with everything you need, doesn't matter if is in the bookstore, taking care of your daughter or with your assassin work

Qin Shin Huang

He wasn't exactly interested in the bookstore, sure it was a pretty one, but what actually drag his attention to it it was the little girl that was playing outside, running around while you were cleaning, it remembered him when he was a child, when his teacher was with him

He decided to approach the both of you when the little girl greeted him, that picked your attention and when you realized who she was talking to you get all shy and blushy, that just make him more interested

In reality he was more interested in both of you more than the books, and for a while you two always ended up meeting by casuality, but soon he start looking for you, he even go to the bookstore store, saying that he wanted to see you

Qin is really energetic and carismatic so it didn't take long for him and your daughter become friends (even best friends), even if she was the shy type

And he even start craving your company, you quickly made your way to his heart, he just seems like he can't live without your sweetness and kindness anymore

In no time you get stucked with Qin, he is just really happy with both of you, he is always looking for passing time with the both of you, he even makes you take some free days so the three of you could hang out together, he have a lot of plans! (even before you two become a couple)

Wherever you go you always recive compliments of how you are a really beautiful family, and that makes Qin feel super proud

It was one day that Qin was hanging alone with your daughter since neither of them manage to convince you to go with them, you say that you had a lot of work but next it will be, when the night was starting to fall he decided that it was time to return to home

Getting close to the bookstore he notice how the door was slighly open even if there was no trace of you, getting worried Qin ask the little girl to wait for him, saying that he just need to check something, he promised that it would just take a moment

When he enter in the bookstore everything was a mess, there even was some blood, he start fearing the worst. He start walking around searching for you, he didn't bother for try to be careful or sneaky

You easily hear how someone else was enter in the store, you already took care of the people who tried to attack you, but there was the posibility of them having accomplices. Hidding next to the door and ready to attack was when Qin enter in the room, you reacted so quickly than you didn't even realice that it was actually him

Qin reacted quickly too, blocking your attack and both of you just stare at each other for a moment, he was trying to undestand what was happening, he didn't want to think that you, from all people, could try to attack him from behind

But those concerns were quickly erased as you take some steps back, letting your weapon fall and start apologizing, in your eyes even start forming some tears, your expresion change to one with such saddnes and shame that he even get worried, you didn't want him to see this part of you!

Then Qin take your face between his hands gently, making you look at him in the eyes and reasure you that he wasn't mad, and that everything is fine now

He make one of the servants take care of your daughter while he helped you, and after everything was in their place again you two talk about what happen

He carefuly heards your story, but at the end he reasures you that everything was fine, he still loves you and he wasn't planning to leave you anytime soon

He told you that if you become an assassin becouse you need it then you shouldn't be worried about that anymore, he can provide you with everything you need and want, but will support you if you want to continue with your work

He doesn't really bring the topic again just because he doesn't see a point to do it, everything continue like nothing really had happen, but the truth is that Qin is really interested in your work (he thinks that makes you just even more beautiful)

He even offer you to teach you some things about fighting

[steddieas-shegoes]

Request: steve having 4 rabbits (all male) as pets bc he loves them. They are super rambunctious aside from his last one which he recently adopted from a shelter. But HE SPOILS THEM??? He refers to them as his kids???? The party doesn't know what kids he is referring to until they see him with his babies. Thats all just pure flufff

First of all, title on AO3 is from Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter because Steve loved that story as a child and that was the inspiration behind most of this. Second of all, this is ridiculous and fun. It's so very unserious. I cannot stress enough how much this is just absolutely silly. As with any of the stuff I write, there's some emotions and discussions of Steve's shitty childhood, but the rest is just some hilarity between Steve, Eddie, and Robin with a guest appearance of the party. - Mickala ❤️

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Steve’s parents had never bothered with a pet, had never even thought about the fact that most kids got to have a dog or a cat or a turtle when they were young.

They didn’t think about how much Steve needed a companion of some kind.

It didn’t stop him from always playing with his friends’ pets, or stopping at the pet store after work sometimes to show some love to the ferrets nobody seemed to want. He volunteered at the animal shelter when he had time, always getting too attached to the dogs coming and going.

When he moved into a house with Eddie and Robin, they all agreed he could and should get a pet, as long as they could all agree on what it was beforehand.

The problem was, he knew he didn’t have time to commit to a dog, not with how often he was working and taking the kids where they needed to go and helping Eddie with his band. He knew Robin wouldn’t admit it, but being around cats for more than a few minutes left her stuffed up and teary-eyed. He didn’t really want fish, or anything that he couldn’t hold or cuddle with. Birds were out because they were loud and on his migraine days, even the tiniest hint of sound would make him nauseous.

He’d never even considered rabbits.

But on his way home from work on his birthday of all days, he passed a truck with a cage full of bunnies in the back.

He pulled over, not thinking about what he was doing, just knowing that he wanted to hold one.

Robin, who was in one psychology course at the community college, called it healing his inner child.

Eddie, who liked to get on Robin’s nerves as frequently as possible, called it being his inner child.

Steve, who loved them both very much, thought they were maybe both right.

“Can I hold one?” Steve asked the older woman who was sitting on the tailgate of her truck.

“Sure. You have any rabbits?” she asked as she grabbed one from the cage.

“No ma’am.”

“Lovely pets. Unfortunately, we didn’t know one of ours was a male and now we have about 22 of these suckers to get rid of. You got room for one?” she watched him carefully as he held the baby rabbit to his chest.

All of the rabbits were gray except for four, which were an off-white color with speckles of brown. Steve didn’t know how genetics worked, especially not for rabbits, but he knew they were unique.

“I got room for four.”

He didn’t.

Not really.

But he would make room.

The woman only charged him for two, said he was doing her a favor by taking four anyway. She gave him a bag full of some food pellets, but told him they would probably still prefer to get lettuce and other vegetables often.

“I guess I should think of some names,” Steve said out loud on the way home. “I should probably also warn you that I didn’t talk to Robin and your other dad about this yet. But they won’t mind. I can build you guys a home in the backyard! And during the winter, you can stay in the shed.”

He had it all planned out in his mind, and nothing would ruin it.

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“How many?!” Robin exclaimed.

“Rabbits?” Eddie asked, surprised, but not quite as shocked as Robin.

“It’s four males. They’re still babies, but they grow quick. They’re pretty low maintenance, and they can live outside so you won’t have to worry about allergies or noise or anything. And they can eat a lot of vegetables and some fruit so I won’t have to spend tons of money on special food.”

Eddie cupped his cheek in his palm and smiled.

“You don’t have to defend your choice to us, sweetheart. If you’re happy, I’m happy,” he kissed him on the lips quickly before pulling away and giving Robin a look that said she better agree.

“I’m happy you found pets?” Robin said, still clearly unsure about it, but giving a genuine smile.

“Okay, now names!”

It only took five minutes for Eddie to excuse himself from that conversation to start working on their enclosure.

“Steve, you cannot name a rabbit Edward.”

“There are no rules when it comes to naming rabbits. If I want to name the one who doesn’t stand still after my boyfriend, then I will!”

It went on like that for nearly an hour as Steve took turns holding each of the rabbits, keeping them close to his chest and petting them, giving them all a little kiss on the head before he put them back in the box they were temporarily in.

Eddie came in not long after they finally settled on names, giving Steve a kiss on the cheek and grabbing a glass of water.

“So? What are their names?”

Steve picked them up one by one, showing them off as he spoke.

“This one is Marty, and this one is Hobbit, and this one is Bard, and this tiny little guy is Pierre. Robin insisted on it because the speckle on his face looks like a mustache and goatee.”

“I hate to say it, Stevie, but I don’t think I’m the father,” Eddie teased as he rubbed Pierre’s head.

Steve gently pushed Eddie’s chest, but smirked at him.

“Despite your best efforts, I don’t think actual children will be biologically possible for us,” he said as he put Pierre back in the box and picked the entire thing up. “Now, show me their home!”

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Steve was a natural caregiver, had always been one even when he was alone.

Everyone knew it, everyone loved it about him.

But no one had expected him to treat his new pets as his actual children, not even Eddie.

He knitted them sweaters.

“They have fur already, Steve,” Robin said.

“But they’re so cute in them!”

Robin and Eddie shared a glance as Steve handfed them some lettuce.

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No one expected him to also come home with a fifth one right before Christmas.

He was holding it against his chest, under his jacket, whispering to it.

“Stevie? Whatcha got?”

“Don’t be mad. He was dropped off at the shelter with a few puppies and they said that they couldn’t keep him. I couldn’t-” Steve’s sharp intake of breath made Eddie drop what he was doing and get closer. “We have room or I can make room. He’ll fit right in! I think he looks like a Frodo, don’t you?”

Steve unzipped his jacket and a completely white rabbit shuffled around so it’s head was nestled further in his shirt.

“Sure, Stevie. Hi Frodo, welcome to our home. Rent’s due on the first, lettuce is available for free, and bath days are every other Saturday,” Eddie said quietly as he petted the rabbit’s back.

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The first time the kids held the rabbits, Steve hovered like a worried parent.

“Just relax, love. They’re being careful,” Eddie whispered in his ear.

“I know. I just don’t want one to get loose and end up hurt or stuck somewhere,” Steve said, keeping his eyes on a constant rotation between all five rabbits.

“Can we feed them?” El asked with a beaming smile.

“Yeah, please!” Will said excitedly.

“Sure. But everyone only gets to pick one thing so they don’t overeat and get sick,” Steve agreed.

Eddie watched as Steve continued to hover, physically biting back comments about the way the kids were feeding them.

Eddie could sense his anxiety getting to a boiling point, knew he would probably explode in a minute if he didn’t intervene.

“Alright kids! Time for us to put the rabbits up for the night. They like to cuddle before they sleep,” Eddie said, reaching for the closest one to him, Bard.

They slowly put them all back into their enclosure, and Steve stood outside of it for a moment making sure they were all okay.

They were still a bit over excited from being out of the cage, all except Frodo, who had never been excited about anything.

“I’ll take the kids home,” Eddie said as he kissed Steve’s shoulder. “Staying out here for a bit?”

“Yeah, just until they calm down a little. Tell the kids I’ll see them tomorrow.”

Eddie nodded once and made his way back inside.

“Steve isn’t coming?” Max asked.

“Nah, he’s making sure the little ones behave. Everyone ready?”

The kids looked at each other, then back at Eddie.

“He’s making sure the rabbits behave? What are they gonna do, steal a carrot from the fridge?” Mike asked.

“Tone, Wheeler,” Eddie reprimanded. “And everyone leaves Steve alone about this, got it? He’s being his inner child.”

“Healing his inner child,” Robin said from the couch, focused on her word search.

“Right, that’s what I said,” Eddie clapped his hands. “Kids in the van or you have to scoop the rabbit poop!”

A chorus of “ew, gross!” rang out as the kids scrambled to run out the front door and to his van.

“Can you make sure he comes in in a few minutes?” Eddie asked Robin. “He doesn’t have a jacket on.”

“Are you his boyfriend or his mom?” Robin asked, still not looking up from her word search.

“I’m gonna be your problem if he gets sick from sitting out there in the cold too long.”

“Fine,” Robin rolled her eyes. “But if he makes me bottle feed Hobbit again because he ‘won’t eat the pellets and he has to eat something’ I am locking him out there to become one of them.”

“Fine.”

Eddie glanced out the window of the back door, smiling to himself as he watched Steve talking to the rabbits, like he did every night.

Whatever they called it, Eddie was just glad Steve was getting something he’d always wanted.

[wifelinkmtg]

man i'm not gonna figure out which of these beatrix potter animals fuck

I'm predicting I will get less and less interested in reviewing new magic releases as time goes on, but 1) there's still a lot of older stuff I haven't even touched, and 2) you never know, maybe they'll do something to recapture my interest down the road, like bringing Kaja Foglio back, or taking any creative risks whatsoever. Or, you know, there's other games!

BY 2029 THIS BLOG WILL EXCLUSIVELY REVIEW THE MOST FUCKABLE ANDROID: NETRUNNER ICE

Meanwhile, original Theros block!

Kiora, the Crashing Wave (Scott M. Fischer)

I don't have that much interest in Kiora as a character but I cannot deny that this is a fine piece of pin-up art. Big Hokusai wave, pearlescent light off her thighs, the cheesecake pose, feet - and the gentle way her hand rests on that tentacle. The connection to the other Hokusai piece everyone knows is surely not accidentacle.

JACKIN OFF? BUDDY LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT KRAKEN OFF

Ashiok, Nightmare Weaver (Karla Ortiz)

There's so many good feet in Magic that you never get to see because Wizards crops them out of the final card, because they're cowards. I, however, am not. You're welcome.

Anyway yeah Ashiok's hot, we all know this already.

Forgeborn Oreads (Ryan Yee)

The starry infusion of Nyx here mixes with the fires of Purphoros to create a look I'm calling Julie Mao if the protomolecule had been red. It's a good look.

Spirit of the Labyrinth (Jason Chan)

Stupid little airhead can't even solve Mommy's brutalist maze, can she?

IS THIS NOT THE PLOT OF REMEDY ENTERTAINMENT'S HIT 2019 ACTION-ADVENTURE GAME CONTROL

Dunno, never played it! If anyone has, let me know if that joke was funny or not!

Reaper of the Wilds (Karl Kopinski)

I guess I do kind of want a woman who can turn me to stone and also crush my petrified ass into powder with her powerful feral serpent body.

Hythonia the Cruel (Chris Rahn)

Goddamn, did Elesh Norn really not have an original thought in her life? "Throne of petrified victims" makes so much more sense for a gorgon tyrant than a cyborg cult priestess, too. Anyway this ain't about her, this is about Hythonia turning me to stone and then sitting on me. Look how her snake-hair entwines her victims bodies. It would be like sleep paralysis, but sexy and forever!

Pharika, God of Affliction (Peter Mohrbacher)

O, for the limb-loosening fever, the delirium of the god-touched! O, for the venom-rite and the sharp ecstasy of the serpent-kiss! O, to be obliterated by a rolling wall of scale and snakeflesh! O O O for Pharika, She of bitter remedy and sweetest poison!

MAN JUST READ SWINBURNE ABOUT IT ALREADY

Ooh, yeah, good idea.

O lips full of lust and of laughter, Curled snakes that are fed from my breast, Bite hard, lest remembrance come after, And—

I WAS OBVIOUSLY KIDDING, DON'T DO THAT SHIT

Aspect of Gorgon (Willian Murai)

The flavor text for this one reads, "My adopted children are loved no less." —Pharika, God of Affliction, so in addition to being an extremely pretty woman with curly black hair-which-is-also-snakes (already a great start), there's a trans metaphor going on here. Which is to say, one can by the grace of Pharika transition to gorgon, and then presumably have a whole lot of T4T gorgon sex. And if I can do all that and also call Pharika "Mommy" then I do think I'm living my best life at that point.

PHARIKA ISN'T RUNNING A SEX CULT

Pharika isn't running a sex cult yet.