#Grow a garden with Scarlett

[jpmarvel90]

Coming Home

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Relationship: Natasha x ex-Reader

Summary: Friends most of thier lives and in a relationship from 17 years old, Y/n and Scarlett's relationship deteriorated when Scarlett started her acting career. In contrast Y/n joined the military and has a surprise encounter after many years when she returns from duty.

Word Count: 3881

Y/n's POV:

I have known Scarlett Johansson most of my life. We grew up together and our parents are really close friends. We were best friends for most of our childhood and then we started dating when we were 17. For 3 years we were together, and we had a great relationship. We may have been young, but our love was strong. I adored her and I truly believe that she did in return.

When we turned 20, she started being away more for filming, and because our relationship wasn't public, I wasn't able to travel with her or spend as much time as I'd hoped. Over time, the contact was getting less and less. We used to call everyday regardless of where she was and be texting through the day. But as the months went on, she called less and eventually just stopped messaging me all together.

What was worse was still seeing her family regularly. I loved her parents, especially her mom and I struggled to still spend time with them when I had been completely ghosted by their daughter. So, to protect my already broken heart, I started to distance myself from them. I was in college in New York and just focused on getting to graduation.

Much to my Mom's dismay, when I graduated college, I joined the Army. I commissioned as an Officer and was posted out to Fort Benning in Georgia. I was due to be posted to Afghanistan so my parents decided to throw a huge party to send me off. I was surprised when the Johanssons appeared at the door, but I was grateful to see them before I left.

I needed to take a breather and stood outside in our garden to collect my thoughts of how I ended up here. I hadn't ever really been far from my family. I had stay in New York for College. It was weird at first when I went to Georgia a year ago. Now I was heading to Afghanistan on my first deployment, and I was leading my unit. As I was lost in thought, I felt a hand placed on my shoulder. "You look so grown up in your uniform." I turned around and saw Melanie, Scarlett's mom. "I still remember you running around our back garden playing soldiers with Scarlett as 8 year olds. I never thought you'd actually end up going to fight." She said with a sad look on her face.

I took her hand and pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry I stopped coming to see you. It was just hard." I apologised. "We understood Y/n. I'm sorry that my daughter didn't have the courage to talk to you and not just block you out of her life." She said sincerely. "I've always considered you like a daughter Y/n. I hope you can keep in contact whilst you're away." She said and I instantly felt my guilt grow for shutting them out of my life just because of what Scarlett had done.

"I'll write as often as I can and when I come home to visit, I'll be sure to come by. You and Karsten are family to me." We pulled away from our hug and she gave me a teary smile. "How about a photo before you leave?" She asked and I happily obliged. We went and sought out Karsten and my parents and took a few photos. As I was leaving this evening I was already in my uniform.

Once the party was over, I had a teary goodbye with my parents and made my way to the station for my train to Georgia ready for my flight in the morning. As I put my bag on my back, I turned and saw my dad holding my mom in the doorway as they watched me leave. I turned around and gave them a wave as I turned the corner out of sight. Their words still ringing in my ears. "Please come back to us."

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It had been 4 years since I left, and I had barely been home. I had done one tour of Iraq and was in the middle of my second tour of Afghanistan. I wrote as often as I could as making calls was difficult from the patrol bases, I was stationed at. I had kept my promise and was in regular contact with Melanie. The couple of times I had managed to get home, I always would drop by and see them.

As much as I had tried to avoid any news on Scarlett, I would still see things in the press or online. She was just going through a divorce with Ryan Reynolds and that did nothing for my confidence. No wonder she wanted to stop any contact with me when she had guys like him around. Luckily, I only saw things like this when I was back in the US. Thankfully gossip news wasn't exactly a priority in Afghanistan so it was pretty easy to avoid it whilst I was there.

I was currently sat on the train on my way back home for R&R leave and I was nervous as I hadn't been home in nearly 2 years. I was planning on spending my week off with my parents before I had to fly back out. My parents didn't know that I was coming home so I was excited to surprise them, although I knew that I was going to have to explain the cuts and bruises from an incident I was involved in.

After the long train journey, I jumped in a taxi to head home. My leg was bouncing with nerves at the thought of seeing my parents again. I had really missed them and wished that I had made the effort to come home more often. As the taxi pulled up outside my house, I paid up and found myself just standing on the front step. I could hear music and laughing inside and there was a part of me that didn't want to interrupt. But I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door swung open, and my Dad was stood there. It took a moment for him to register that it was me before he silently just pulled me into the biggest hug he has ever given me. I could hear small sniffles and as he pulled away, I noticed a few tears had fallen down his cheeks. "I can't believe you're home!" He said through the tears. "Who is it Henry?" I heard my mom call from the dining room. "I think you should come and see for yourself Mary." He replied, never taking his eyes off of me.

I heard her gasp and let out a small scream as she saw me stood in the doorway. "OH MY GOD! My baby!" she ran toward me and launched herself at me, almost knocking me over. "Hi Mom. I missed you." I said into the hug. My dad joined the hug and we stayed like that for what felt like hours. When our hug was done my mom cupped my face and I could see her examining the couple of cuts I had on my face. "You're hurt. What happened?" She stated. I placed my hands on hers and shook my head. "I'm fine. I'll tell you about it another time." I replied, not wanting to get into that story now.

Our little family reunion was interrupted by a voice from behind us. "Little Y/n has really grown up." Karsten said walking forward to give me a quick hug. "I am 27 now." I laughed in response. "Good to see you still look good in your uniform." Melanie added as she now appeared. I couldn't help the wide grin on my face when I saw her. I instinctively opened my arms and we hugged. "I'm glad you're home safe." She whispered.

I nodded and looked around at 4 of the most important people in my life. But I felt my heart completely drop when I heard another shuffle come from the dining room. I looked over and saw a face I hadn't seen in over 5 years. Scarlett. I could feel the air get thicker as our parents all dropped their eye contact. Ignoring her presence, I turned to my mom. "I should have called. I didn't realise you had company. I need a shower, so I'll leave you guys to it." I said, grabbing my bag and making my way towards the stairs.

I was stopped by my mom grabbing my wrist. "Y/n, you are never interrupting us. Please join us for some food." I couldn't stay down here. I know it's been years since I last saw her and I should have moved on already, but seeing her stood there again, I couldn't do it. "I really need a shower mom. I've got sand in places I never wanted sand." I joked and carried on up the stairs to my room. Well, this wasn't how I expected my leave to go.

Scarlett's POV:

(1 year ago)

I was visiting my parents in New York whilst I had a break from filming. Things with Ryan and I weren't going well, and I needed some time away to clear my head and work out what I wanted. I had some work to get done today, so I was in my mom's office and a photo on her desk caught my eye.

It took me a moment to realise who it was. Y/n. She was in an Army uniform and was with both my parents. When was this even taken? I hadn't seen Y/n since I left to film in LA. I hated to admit it, but I had treated her awfully. I was so scared of coming out, that I decided I couldn't be with her anymore. But instead of doing the right thing and talking to her. I was a coward and slowly started to ignore her until she finally stopped messaging me.

I hated doing it as I loved her more than anything. I threw myself into work so I could ignore my feelings and try to get over the love of my life. Eventually I met Ryan and I thought I had managed to succeed in forgetting about Y/n. And I had for a while, but there would be small things in our relationship that would annoy me and I'd find myself thinking that Y/n wouldn't do that. But when I had these thoughts, I would just supress them, I couldn't think of her like that anymore.

I grabbed the photo frame and walked downstairs to my mom who was cooking in the kitchen. "When was this taken?" I asked, placing the photo on the kitchen counter. My mom looked down at the photo and back to me sighing. "3 years ago, the day she left for her first deployment." She answered. "Why didn't you tell me she joined the army." I asked, slightly frustrated. "It was your decision to cut her out of your life. Like I told you every time you would ask about her. If you wanted to know about her, you should have contacted her." She replied harshly.

She was right. At the beginning I was always asking how she was and what she was up to. But every time my mom would shut me down and would tell me that if I cared enough to know about her, I should contact her myself. I never had the courage to do that. "Where is she now?" I asked. Mom put down the knife she had in her hands and gave her full attention to me. "Georgia. She's getting ready to deploy to Afghanistan again." I let her words sink in as she spoke.

I felt a knot in my stomach at the thought of her being in a war zone. "We're all very proud of her. She's the first woman to lead a combat infantry unit. She's done amazingly well in her career." My mom explains with a smile on her face. "Do you keep in contact with her?" I question. She nodded. "She writes as often as she can."

"Does she um. Did she ever ask about me?" I tentatively inquired. Mom dropped her eye contact and instantly knew her answer. "No. I think it hurt her too much. She changed after you left. She put up this wall. You really hurt her Scar." She said. I knew I had hurt her, and I really regretted it. But I knew I wouldn't ever be able to make it up to her. I'd never earn her forgiveness.

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(Night Y/n returns)

We were all having a nice meal with the Y/l/ns. I had recently moved back to New York after my divorce. I was spending a lot of time with my parents as I needed their support. I also started to see more of Henry and Mary so I could feel closer to Y/n. I still hadn't reached out to her. I wanted to more than anything, but I had no idea how I would even start.

We had just started to eat when there was a knock at the door. Henry got up to answer it. We couldn't hear much, just mumbling. Mary then got up to check who it was. My parents and I all had a worried look when we heard a small scream from Mary followed by "Oh my god!". We quickly got up and my parents were first to leave the dining room. As soon as I looked through the doorway, I saw her. She was being smothered by a hug from her parents, but I could tell clear as day that it was her.

I quietly watched as my mom and dad greeted her and it was great to see that they still had a good relationship with her. We grew up together and we were like extended family to each other, and I know how much my parents loved Y/n. I smiled to myself at their interaction and that fate had brought us back together tonight.

After they had all had their reunion, I started to walk into the hallway to join them when Y/n's eyes snapped to mine. I could see the happiness in her eyes disappear and be replaced with hurt. I couldn't get any words out and before I knew it she was walking away. My brain was yelling at me to call after her, but I just stood there watching as she walked up the stairs.

"I should go. I don't want to stop you spending time with Y/n." I said, feeling my heart shatter at the thought that she can't even be in the same room as me. Mary reached over to take my hand and shook her head. "Don't be silly. You're staying. She's just shocked to see you." I still wasn't sure but her dad gave me a reassuring smile so I turned back towards the dining room.

I couldn't take my eyes off the doorway, all I wanted was for her to join us, but I knew she wouldn't. Maybe I should go and see her. Seeing her again made me realise that I'm still in love with her. I'm the one that needs to apologise, I need to make the first move. "Why don't you go up sweetheart?" I heard Mary say. I looked up and was giving me a sympathetic smile.

I stood up and took a deep breath and made my way to her bedroom. The door was slightly opened and as I knocked it opened further to reveal Y/n. She had just taken her shirt off and was stood in a sports bra. Her torso was covered in dark bruising. With no control over my body, I had rushed over to her and placed my hands on her back. "Oh my god Y/n. What happened?" I asked full of concern. She quickly pulled away from me and her face was full of anger.

"What do you want Scarlett?" She asked harshly, ignoring my question. "I uh, I want to talk." I stuttered, still not able to take my eyes away from her injuries. She laughed and pulled away from me. She was still shirtless, and I found my eyes admiring her body. She was in incredible shape. The Army was doing great for her. "Talk? Well so did I, 5 years ago." She said and the anger in her voice made my heart clench. "Please I just want to apologise. How I acted was cowardly and I should have come home to talk to you. I was scared." I tried to explain but she just scoffed.

I watched as she ran her hands through her hair, starting to pace. "Why now? We're both completely different people now. What benefit is there to either of us to have this conversation." Her words were cutting and there was a part of me that was terrified that I would never be able to fix this. "Because I still lov..." "Don't you dare finish that sentence." She spun around on the spot interrupting me with a look of anger. "I loved you with all I had. I gave you everything and put you first time and time again. Yet I clearly meant nothing to you as you could so easily just forget about me." She said, tears starting to fall.

"But I did love you. I still do! It was the biggest mistake I've ever made. I never forgot about you. I tried but I couldn't." I tried to explain but I could tell she wasn't having any of it. "Tell me this Scarlett. If I hadn't seen you tonight, would you have contacted me?" She has stopped pacing now and had stopped right in front of me, her hands on her hips. Words weren't coming out of my mouth and I was cursing at myself for it. "That's what I thought." She said grabbing her towel and shutting herself in the bathroom.

I felt tears falling down my cheeks, my heart breaking. I didn't have the right to feel like this. I was the one that broke her heart. I made my way back downstairs and rejoined our parents. They all gave me a sympathetic look. "Give her time. She never stopped loving you. She's just hurt and protecting herself." Her dad offered which surprised me. I hurt their daughter. I would have thought they wouldn't want me anywhere near her. I gave him a small smile of gratitude and we carried on the dinner.

Over the last week I had tried to see Y/n as often as I could but each time, she would push me away. I knew that if I wanted to mend what I broke, I had to show her what she meant to me. I was making my way over to her parents' house, but my heart sank when I saw Y/n in the doorway in uniform and her bag in hand. Her mom was crying, and her dad had her in a tight embrace.

I ran up their footpath wanting to know where she was going. "Are you leaving?" I asked and she turned around and I could see that she had been crying. "Yeah, my leave is over. I've got to head back." She said and it was the first time she's spoken to me willingly. "To Afghanistan?" I ask and she nods. Not giving her time to react, I pull her into a hug and try to hide the fact that I was crying. "Stay safe." Was all that I could get out and I was shocked when she returned the hug.

Once I released her, she grabbed her bag and turned to give her parents one last hug. "I'll see you in 3 months." She said and started to make her way down the path. The three of us watched her leave and I felt a hand on my shoulder. "She'll come home." Henry said, but I think he was trying to convince himself as much as me.

It had been 2 months since Y/n had gone. I had been writing to her three or four times a week, after getting the address from my mom. I had a couple of short replies from her, which was more than I had expected. Maybe she was starting to warm up to me more. I couldn't wait for her to come home as I had a whole plan to win her back. I knew Y/n better than most people. Yes it may be 5 years and she's changed but I know there are some things that will never change. So, I was going to use all of that knowledge to win her back over.

I was working on some emails when I heard a knock at the door. I got up and was greeted by my mom at the door, but I quickly noticed that her eyes were red and puffy. "Mom, what's wrong? Is dad ok?" I asked panicked as I guided her into the living room. She shook her head and took a deep breath. "It's Y/n." She whispered and, in that moment, I felt my heart tear in two. "I just had a call from Henry. Y/n's unit came under attack, she got hurt and they couldn't get to her. They had to retreat without her. She's been declared missing in action, presumed dead." Her words were like knives to my already wounded heart.

I dropped to my knees and let out a cry. My mom knelt next to me and pulled me into a hug. We both cried together. "But they haven't found a body, so she could still be alive." I said trying to grasp on to any hope. "Sweetheart, her injuries were severe. They said the likelihood of her surviving was extremely small." My mom sobbed.  I can't believe, the woman that I love is dead. I never should have left her all those years ago. Maybe she wouldn't have joined the army if we were still together. She'd still be alive, and we'd be together like we were meant to me.

As my sobbing got louder, my mom held me closer. "It's ok sweetheart. We'll get through this together." She said through her own tears. "It won't be ok. I've lost her forever. It's all my fault! I was such a selfish asshole and it's cost me the love of my life." My mom and I held each other, mourning the loss of someone so important in both of our lives.

She died a hero, saving the lives of her men by ordering the retreat whilst she was injured knowing she wouldn't make it. I wouldn't have expected anything less from her. She always put other people first. In this instant it cost her her life. I should have put her first like she had always done to me. I should have never let a day go by where she didn't know how much I loved her. But instead, I'm sat here mourning the loss of the one person I can't live my life without. I was just too late to realise it.

Part 2

[natashaslesbian]

I know this is kinda depressing but we had to have my childhood dog put down a while back I was wondering if you could do a Scarlett x daughter reader oneshot where we are like 14/15 and our childhood dog is dying and we refuse to leave her side and she ends up passing while we are holding her and our mom comforts us while we cry/sob

Angel Wings

Word Count: 819

A/N• this is a little shorter than I was planning but I’m ngl this one was tough to write. Anon I hope you like this little fic and I’d like to dedicate it to your dog❤️

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You curled up in the most secluded corner of your house, Bella, your dog, cuddled up closely with you. Bella was your best friend, your mom had got a puppy a few months before you were born and growing up, you and Bella were inseparable. You were 14 now and so was your dog, it was clear over the last few months that Bella was getting sick, but you refused to believe it. “Y/n the cars ready” Scarlett sadly called out into the house, your mom loved Bella too and seeing her in pain was tough. She knew there was nothing that she could do so Scarlett made the decision to have her put down. It wasn’t an easy choice and you had been begging your mom not to go through with it. That’s why, when Scarlett went out to start the car, you hauled Bella up into your arms and made your way through the house to hide with her.

Bella was whining softly as you held her, your tears wetting her fur. “Y/n where are you?” Scarlett asked. You weren’t ready to say goodbye yet, Bella had been by your side your entire life and it was unimaginable what the days would look like without her. You shuffled around slightly, causing your dog to cry out in pain “I’m sorry Bella, shhh, you’re okay, please just be okay” you cried. “Y/n” your mom said as she leaned around the staircase, startling you slightly. “We need to go baby girl” Scarlett said sadly. “Please no mom” you sobbed “please don’t do this, she might be okay again a few days” you begged. Scarlett let her own tears fall as she crawled along the floor to sit beside you and Bella “she’s dying baby, there’s nothing we can do. She’s not gonna get better” your mom said.

Scarlett reached out to gently wipe away your tears “I’m sorry honey” she said. “I don’t want her to go” you sobbed, pulling Bella closer towards your chest. “I know, I don’t either, but she’s in pain sweetie. We have to let her go” Scarlett cried, softly brushing through Bella’s coat. “I can’t loose her” you whispered “you’ll never loose her baby, not really” Scarlett said. “She may not be here with us, in our house and out in the garden. But she’ll always be here” your mom said as she laid her hand across your chest. You looked down at Bella with teary eyes, you knew deep down that your mom was right but knowing that Bella wouldn’t be there to cuddle with and when you were sad and needed cheering up, it was the hardest thing you had ever faced.

Bella whined again as her breathing hitched, Scarlett lent down to watch the rise of her chest, seeing it start to gently slow. The blonde cried quietly, realising the time was coming sooner than anyone had expected. “Mom?” You questioned seeing her cry. Scarlett took hold of your hand and you both gently rested your palms over Bella’s chest. “No please” you cried. “We love you so much Baby Bell” your mom cried. Bella slowly lifted her head, bumping her nose into Scarlett’s fist. She then turned her attention to you, looking up at your tear stained face. “I love you Bella, my best friend forever” you said as Bella weakly licked at your face, kissing you one last time. You and your mom watched as Bella laid her head back against your leg, letting out soft whines and she began to struggle with her breath.

The air became cold and the silence was deafening. Slowly, Bella’s body became limp, the rise and fall of her chest coming to a stop. Scarlett lent her forehead against Bella’s still frame and you cried out in pain, “No” you sobbed. Your mom sat up and pulled you closer to her body “it’s okay, she’s okay now” she said as she held your sobbing body in her arms. Scarlett held you close as you cried out in heartbreak, gently brushing through your hair to try and soothe you and herself. When you calmed slightly, your mom moved you so that you were facing her. “Why don’t we take Bella upstairs and into bed, we can sit with her for a while yeah?” She asked. “Okay” you whispered.

You prepared Scarlett’s bed with the fluffiest blankets and plushest of pillows while your mom gently carried Bella upstairs to her bedroom. You sat patiently as Scarlett carefully placed Bella into your awaiting arms. “There we go, she can sleep comfortably now” your mom muttered through her tears. You and Scarlett sat silently in bed with Bella, brushing her fluffy fur and kissing her nose. You cried into each others shoulders wishing you could’ve had her longer in this lifetime but hoping and praying that maybe one day you would see her again in another lifetime.

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[haydenigmatic]

Lady Jasira (Jah-see-RA) Oursbar (Awrs-bɑː.)

Meet Jasira, as her journey unfolds in the intricate tapestry of court politics and familial tensions. The clash between duty and personal conviction echoes in every step she takes, leaving us to wonder where this unyielding spirit will lead her in the tumultuous realm of the eight kingdoms.

For her face claim I had i mind Rachel Hurd-Wood as laura richis, Emily Browning and then in the sketch appeared Scarlett Johansson that her voice fits Jasira actually. (I didn't include the more realistic version as I loooved how this turned out)

Main Family Dynamics:

Duke Cal (Father):

Respects her father's encouragement of pursuing passions but sometimes feels pressured to conform. She appreciates his open-mindedness but struggles to balance it with the traditional expectations pushed by her mother.

Duchess Priscilla (Mother):

The clash with her mother is a recurring theme. Jasira's independent nature and outspokenness often lead to conflicts with her mother's emphasis on reputation and societal expectations. This tension forms a backdrop to their relationship.

Raylon (Eldest Brother):

Jasira and Ray, the heir, have a complex relationship. While she respects his dedication to their father's legacy, his stubbornness and short temper irritate her. They often lock horns over differing opinions on how to handle diplomatic matters.

Quillon (Second Brother):

Jasira appreciates Quent's fierce and honourable nature, but their differing desires create tension.

Fieryo (Third Brother):

They share a warm bond. She values his ability to build alliances but sometimes questions the sincerity behind his charming demeanour. Despite this, Fieryo's affectionate nature makes him a comforting presence in her life.

Helio and Jaydon (Twins):

The twins, with their carefree and mischievous ways, often serve as Jasira's escape from the seriousness of court life. While their antics occasionally exasperate her, Jasira secretly appreciates their ability to inject joy into their often solemn environment.

Phrewenia (Young sister):

Jasira is touched by Phrewie's admiration and looks out for her younger sister. She wants Phrewie to have more freedom than she had, even if it means challenging their mother's traditional values.

Some details about her:

Memorable Quote: "The only thing worse than a person who doesn't speak their mind is one who speaks it but doesn't mean it."

When stressed, she instinctively wraps her arms around herself, a visible indicator of her inner turmoil.

Growing up, she defied societal norms, preferring swords and boyish clothes.

In her pre-teen years, her face was completely adorned with freckles. While less prominent in her teens, they still add character to her features.

Is unapologetically outspoken, expressing her opinions without filter. Her directness might be mistaken for harshness, but it reflects her honesty.

Apart from her arch-bow being a gift from her late grandfather, it has intricate carvings and symbols that tell a family story.

Has a special bond with her horse, a beautiful black mare named Shadow. The two have grown up together, sharing adventures and forming an unbreakable connection.

She finds solace in nature. She enjoys taking long walks in the woods, finding peace and inspiration among the trees and wildlife.

Maintains a small garden with a variety of medicinal herbs. She has learned the art of herbal remedies from an old family guidebook.

Has a bodily mark (tattoo) that spans from her collarbone to the end of her left side rib, a rite of passage in her culture, signifying her transition into adulthood.

Her mother is adamant about securing a prestigious marriage alliance for Jasira. However, Jasira is determined to choose her own path in matters of the heart. This clash between familial expectations and her desire for autonomy creates a significant source of tension.

[kyathedino]

Hey there kiddos, do yall like witherburn after school news? Then boy, do I have eighteen fanfictions for you! (I'm not advertising the The Nut Job one)

That's right, I've gotten *that* desperate. So first up we have 'You Go Queen!' By Kyathedino on ao3, which is a oneshot fic depicting lesbian romance between Tina Young and Scarlett Johnson, written I'd have to say probably before episode three.

Next up is the second work of my series, which inspired the name of WBASN EP 15, 'i couldn't utter my love when it counted (but I'm singing like a bird about it now)' by Kyathedino on Ao3. It's about a possible scenario of if Aria Sanders had been Birdie, and the Reporter's reaction to her going missing.

Then comes the first work, which is not how it happened chronologically but whatever, 'what's the softest way to say (you took away my friend, my buddy)' by Kyathedino on ao3 (you may begin to see a pattern here) which is a scenario in which Christie Lamar was a member of the merry band of misfits, and how they would cope with her disappearance. Possibly receiving a sequel soon.

Then comes the third work in the series, which is 'and i know it's all so shallow (but a shallow cut still stings)' by Kyathedino on ao3, which follows a brief stint in romance between Amelia Farrow-Garcia and April Calloway.

Then comes Jonathan Landry's ep of MAHTM, 'i don't want the world to see me (cause I don't think that they'd understand)' by Kyathedino on Ao3 (okay I'll stop that now yall get it) which is about Jonathan befriending Mr. Pickler's cat Sasha and growing closer to the man himself, causing very much angst when Jon goes missing and nobody is willing to believe the older man when he says that the teen was worth looking for.

After that is my shortest fic to date, titled 'try to follow your light (but it's nighttime)', which is about Dyce calling the reporter's phone thinking that he was calling his mother, and her having to go help him when he was injured (non romantic)

Then comes another Jon ep of MAHTM, titled 'Either Way, It Ends (And All Things End)', which is about Mikinzie Mishra, the girl with the community garden, creating it and telling dyce it's true purpose (to give Jon a place to come home to)

Then comes '2gether 4ever (literally)' which is a crack fic of hunter/dyce, occurring when dyce glues their hands together.

Then there's 'a minute from home (but i feel so far from it)', a fix about Hunter being trans and it not being accepted by his family, as well as the sheriff being extremely creepy, and the expectations that were put upon him and the unsafety he felt (can you tell I'm projecting? I'm projecting)

After that comes 'Rumor Has It', which is Birdie trying to determine the Reporter's identity for sport and accidentally falling in love on the way.

Ignoring the Forbidden one, next up is 'I think my body (is falling in pieces)', which is both Chloe and Evelyn's episode of MAHTM, about the two meeting after Chloe's death of sorts

Following that is another crack hunter/dyce fic, that being 'you have stolen my heart (oh-yeah!)', in which the two of them have a karaoke, somewhat k-pop date with a kid's karaoke machine

Then comes 'Not a lot (just forever)' which is Tina's ep of MAHTM, where Scarlett mourns her in a slightly homosexually-undertoned way, because she no longer had competition to push her into being better.

'i just wanna be a part of your family' is another ep of MAHTM for Tina, which is a scenario in which she was friend's with the reporter as a kid and the reporter has to deal with not having her there anymore.

Then comes my probably most fucked up one, 'when justice is gone (there's always force)', which is about Hunter Clark being a vampire and pretty much psychologically torturing his victims when they start coming back as ghosts, eventually falling in love with one of em. Still in the works, two chapters so far.

Following that is 'lovely, dark, and deep' which is about the Appalachian forest swallowing up Hunter, who used to play in it, year by year, and slowly taking away his ability to exist elsewhere as he grew older.

Then comes 'we deserve a soft epilogue, my love' which is a tma crossover where Jon join the old ladies on Ms. Newberry's porch in knitting and gossiping, and finds true, unconditional happiness in Witherburn as his Somewhere Else.

Finally, 'The Archival Interns' by Kyathedino and Fandom_Compass on ao3. My first collab, and another tma wbasn crossover, this time where The Reporter, Birdie, and Dyce go to intern at the Magnus Archives over the summer.

Aaaaaaaand that's about it. Jesus, I have a lot. And quite a few more yet in production. Either way, prettiest please try em out, and thank you for reading this far lol. God, I need a life.

[observeowl]

Where are you going S.J

Scarlett Johansson x daughter!reader

Summary: Rose found out R was sick and prevents R from going to school before calling for backup

Your POV I got ready to leave for school as usual and mum had already gone out as she had an early shoot today. Rose was also ready to leave and I was going to drop her off at her school before heading to mine.

"Sis, are you okay? Are you going to school?" Rose asked.

"Yeah, of course I am, what are you talking about?" I replied tiredly, wondering why she was asking such a question.

"No, you're not. You're sick." Rose pushed the fact in my face. 

"Only stupid will catch a cold, I'm not stupid. I don't have a cold, I'm going to school." I defended myself. Rose easily proved me wrong by stealing my bag from me when normally I would have retaliated.

She rolled her eyes and if mum was here, she would have told her off. Rose pushed me into my room and made sure I lay down. "I can get to school just fine by myself. I know the way." She said after taking my temperature. An overwhelming sense of achievement washes through me when she was so independent. I know mum did most of the work, but it was nice to see her development while growing up.

I heard the front door close and knew that Rose had left for school. The sense of tiredness hit me like a truck and I went to sleep immediately.

"I'm so sorry mummy has to leave, they called for a last minute reshoot." Mum said at my bedside. It was only the both of us, Rose wasn't in the picture yet. I think I was about her age then.

I was also sick that day but I understood that mum had to leave. I was a little sad because all I wanted was to cuddle with my mum and watch movies all day. "It's okay, I understand." I said as I sat up from bed.

"I placed the medicine on the counter so take it when you wake up again okay?" She instructed before kissing my forehead. "Mummy loves you."

"I can take care of myself. Love you too! Bye bye!" I waved at her before seeing her leave the door.

I woke up again feeling sticky all over from my sweat. I looked at the clock and it was already past 10 o'clock. I guess I did sleep for a little while.

"Do you want a towel?" Someone asked me.

"Yeah, sure." I replied, taking the towel and wiping the sweat off my face. It was a lot more refreshing but the sweats soon reappeared.

"Have you taken your medication?" She asked.

"Yeah, I took it."

I just realised I was holding a conversation with someone in my room and I didn't know who. Someone who managed to get into the house without raising the alarm. I turned my head to the side and it was Lizzie who was next to me.

"Oh, it's you." I heaved a sigh of relief that it was no stranger.

Elizabeth POVI was tending to my garden when my phone rang. I decided to let it ring for a while since it shouldn't be in any rush. After tossing aside my gloves, I noted that the phone was displaying Rose's number. She should be heading to school at this time.

Lizzie: Hey Rose, Why are you calling me? Shouldn't you be heading to school?

Rose: Aunt Lizzie! Yes, well... I was but sis got sick and she couldn't bring me to school But it's okay, I know how to go to school.

Lizzie: Y/N is sick?

Rose: Yeah, I was wondering if you could go check on her? You have the keys to our house, right? Sis can be a bit stubborn at times.

Lizzie: Yeah sure, Are you already at school?

Rose: Yes, Aunt Lizzie

Lizzie: Alright, have a fun day at school.

Rose: Thank you! Bye Aunt Lizzie

I hung up the phone and got ready to head to Scarlett's house. I really needed to have a talk with her. How was she able to bring up one child who is stubborn and another so caring and thoughtful?

Granted, Y/N grew up when Scarlett was still growing her career and so she spent most of her time alone. It wasn't easy for her to open up to anyone and she spends most of her time in her room. I guess it gave Scarlett a piece of mind as well since she knows she wouldn't be getting into trouble.

I went to the nearest pharmacy and bought things that were needed for a sick child and went to Scarlett's house. Y/N was still asleep when I reached so I went to prepare some food for her when she wakes up, knowing she'll be hungry.

Y/N finally woke up after a while, I don't think she recognised I'm here as I passed her the towel and asked if she took her medication. I see that she was dressed for school, meaning she was really intending to go to school if not for Rose stopping her. Suddenly her head snapped towards mine and said. "Oh, it's you."

"Yeah, how are you feeling? Rose told me to come."

"She meddles too much."

"She cares for you." I told her. "Did you take your temperature? How high was it?"

There was some slight hesitation in her eyes before saying. "Around 37 degree celsius (99 F)." I'm guessing it was actually closer to 38 degrees, reaching 39.

"Are you hungry? I have some soup waiting for you downstairs. I can heat it up quickly and bring it up for you. In the meantime, you can change if you want." I said, getting up from the chair next to her bed.

I was about to reach for her door handle when I heard a thud. Y/N was on the floor and I quickly rushed towards her and helped her up. "Y/N! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I was surprised she got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" She asked with tears in her eyes.

"I'm just going to the kitchen." I said.

She began crying even more hysterically and I tried hard to calm her down. "Where are you going? I missed you. Don't leave me."

I don't think she was talking about me anymore. Y/N was clinging onto me, not letting me go. So this was how she was feeling when Scarlett left her for work. I know the actress feels bad about it and there's nothing much she can do, but to think that the child was suppressing all the emotion all this time.

"Y/N..." I said quietly. "It's not 'where are you going', but 'please don't leave' isn't it? Sometimes you need to tell your mother what you want."

"Where are you going?" She continued to cry, I don't even know if she recognises that I'm not Scarlett. I sighed and carried her back to bed. She was in no position to be eating when she was in such distress.

After I calmed her down, and she went back to sleep, I pulled out my phone and called Scarlett.

Scarlett: Hey Lizzie, Is it important? I'm currently filming

Lizzie: Scarlett, Y/N is sick.

Scarlett: Is she okay? How did you know?

Lizzie: Rose called me. Do you think you can get off work early today? I have something to tell you.

Scarlett: I can try. But it would still be a couple of hours.

Lizzie: Better than nothing. See you soon.

Scarlett POVAs soon as Lizzie ended the phone, I went to talk to the director to check if we could move my scene forward and film mine first, so I could leave earlier. Thankfully, she was understanding and tried shifting the order of filming around. I thanked her and apologized to everyone for the inconvenience.

It was another three hours before I was finally free to leave and since it was close to Rose's time to get off from school, I swung by to pick her up as well.

After asking her how school was and knowing that she had a great time in school, she asked me if I knew that Y/N was sick at home and I nodded my head.

Lizzie was sitting in our living room and munching on our snacks while watching 'Room' on the television. I told Rose to run up to her room before making my way to Lizzie. "You wanted to tell me something?" I could tell from her expression that it was something serious.

She told me how Y/N was crying and was kinda delusional due to her temperature.

I didn't intentionally make her feel left out or lonely but all those little acts that I didn't take added up. During her school break, when I leave for work, Y/N would be at home alone. Sometimes I wished I was a normal parent, so I could just apply for leave and bring Y/N to travel overseas and see the world, spend some time together. I missed so much time during her childhood. But I couldn't really do that until recent years.

"Thank you for telling me Lizzie."

"I'm just going to say bye to Rose before leaving." I nodded my head and went up with her but I went to Y/N's room instead.

She was still sleeping and I didn't want to wake her up. Lizzie was right, she did intend to head to school if not for Rose stopping her. Checking her temperature with the back of my palm, it seemed like it had gone down quite a bit.

"There's no way to rewind time and to correct the mistakes I've made but if I could, I would. Who cares about making a name for yourself, when your own child is missing you. I'm everywhere on the screen, but I was unable to be there for you. Missing the time to take care of you would probably be my regret forever... I'm sorry."

"I love you. I just want you to know that you can still come to me whenever and I will hear you out." I sighed and pulled the blanket closer to her before kissing her forehead.

Lizzie was already gone and Rose was sitting at the dining table so I guess Lizzie fixed her a bit of cereal to have while waiting for me.

Your POVI sat up immediately after mum had left my room. I was awake the entire time. The stairs weren't quiet at all, especially with two women climbing the stairs. It was obvious who came into my room from the footsteps. I almost felt as if my fever went down a notch because of her words.

Rubbing my face I changed and went down because I was hungry. I haven't eaten since breakfast and I went back to sleep again when Lizzie came so I was starving.

"Are you feeling better?" Mum asked as I appeared. I nodded my head and checked if there was anything to eat. "Looking for the soup that Lizzie made? I can heat it up for you." I nodded my head again. She went to take out the pot to heat up the soup.

I was sitting at the dining table when Rose pushed me and looked towards mum. I looked at her curious as to what she was doing. She waved for me to go closer.

"She's finally back." She whispered in my ears and nudged me again closer to mum. I quietly slide out of the chair, not making a sound.

"It's-"

I slid my arms around her waist and rested my head on her back. "Please don't leave." I heard her turned off the stove and turned around so I looked up at her.

"I'm not going to leave, from now on, you're my number one priority."

"What about me?" Rose whined.

"You too, Rose."

"I love you too." I said before hugging her tighter.

[nighthunter241]

Introduction to "He is mine"

Masterlist

I don’t own any names used in this story and the idea is based on a Yandere concepts

All characters are 18 or older

18+ DNI if you are lower the age of 18

MR (M/N): Male reader or Male name

Henry and M/N have been friends since Freshman year of high school, you come to terms with your feelings with him but Henry manages to catch the eye of a number of people. During a 10 week period during Senior year M/N is getting rid of his rivals in hopes of finally being able to confess to Henry about his true feelings.

Characters

Alba Baptista: MR, Sebastian and Anthony's adopted mother, seems very calm and wants to prepare her children for anything in the world. Heart over the moon with their father. Leaves the United States for personal reasons leaving her children home alone for 10 weeks.

Chris Evans: Adopted Father of MR, Sebastian and Anthony, seems to always give his children what they want and cares for their well being, heart over the moon with their mother. Leaves the United States for personal reasons leaving his children home alone for 10 weeks.

Anthony Mackie: Your adopted brother who cares for your happiness and excellent with computers and programs

Sebastian Stan: Your other adopted brother.

Pedro Pascal: Classmate/Friend

Robert Downey Jr: Son of the leading cooperation “Downey Enterprise”, seems to want to be preparing more on taking over the company than studying. He is MR source of information/items/and schemes

Guidance Counselor Angela Bassett: runs it with a firm hand but is willing to give some wiggle room for the right thing

Principle Samuel L Jackson: A very nervous man, seems to be afraid/cautious of MR and his siblings

Student Council Members: All for some reason been told to keep on eye on MR and his siblings

Rivals

Amy Adams: Henry’s childhood best friend, who clearly has feelings for him

Gal Gadot: Henry’s partner in a school project, and she is falling for him.

Ben Affleck: Jock, a part of the football team, the typical Jock in the closet

Tom Hardy: Part of the photography club, seems to have a gentle nature

Brie Larson: The example of an excellent student, straight A’s and perfect attendance and high academic integrity, it would be sad if all of that came crashing down.

Scarlett Johansson: Member of the gardening club, very intense person and isn’t afraid to speak her mind

Simu Liu: Wants to become a model when he grows up, has the looks and personality and Henry has caught his eye, it would be shameful if someone would ruin his dream.

Chris Hemsworth: Not in any clubs, but is the most popular guy at school with a high reputation.

Ryan Gosling: The boy next door, with his looks any woman or man would want him, sadly even Henry.

Zoe Saldana: The daughter of a notorious detective from the 80s-90s who is currently out of town for “business”, seems suspicious of MR and always has her guard up. Leader of the Journalism club

[roseswhim]

The Crystal Legacy Challenge!

By @roseswhim !!

THIS IS INSPIRED BY THE NOT SO BERRY CHALLENGE - CREATED BY @lilsimsie AND @alwaysimming PLEASE GO AND SEND THEM SUPPORT AND CHECK OUT THE NOT SO BERRY CHALLENGE!

Are you looking to play around with aspects of the sims 4 game that you haven't used before? Is the sims starting to bore you? Or maybe you have just started playing and are looking for a way to start your first family?

Welcome to the Crystal Legacy Challenge! A sims 4 challenge that any simmer will enjoy.

Each legacy will be assigned a crystal that is found in game, it will be fun to try match the generations clothes , hair , ect to the colour of the assigned crystal but not compulsory.

You could also try collect that crystal in game, but again this is not compulsory!

I also love giving subtle hints to the colour through their name

eg. Red gen = Sienna, Rosie, Scarlett

I will try to make a base game version but NOT promising anything. If this challenge gets popular I will but if not then I probably won't.

This challenge doesn't use every pack since I don't have every pack, but it does use a few!

Basic rules:

. No money cheats AT ALL unless it is stated in the legacy rules

. Each generation must complete all the rules, or else you fail the challenge!

. You may use custom content and mods, I think they make the sims alot more fun. I recommend the better schools mod, it gives teens skills while at school.

. Remember, this is just a game so if you aren't enjoying a certain generations you can absolutely change it or skip them!

Generation 1 - Rose

(Pink gen)

You grew up never knowing your parents, you and your younger brother were raised by your older brother. Due to your parents not being around as a child, your dream has always been to be the perfect parent to your children.

tip - you don't have to add the older and younger brother, but I think it'd be a cute touch since your sim is a family person!

Goals -

. Max parenting skill

. Level 4 cooking skill

. Level 3+ teacher career

. Complete super parent aspiration

. Have the gen 2 heir with a sim that has the athletic trait

. Have photos of you and your family around your house

. Have atleast 3 kids, adopt one

Aspiration - big happy family

Traits - unflirty, family orientated, bookworm

Career - teacher

Generation 2 - Emerald

(Green gen)

Growing up, you were always closer with your father/mother (depending on which wasnt the legacy heir for gen 1). This is because they were always sporty and going out on runs, which you quickly took an interest in.

Goals-

. Have athlete career (dont have to max)

. Max fitness skill

. Level 6 or above charisma

. Max fitness aspiration

. Your partner must achieve level 5 cooking skill

. Only have 1 pregnancy (if it results in twins or more then you can keep all of them)

Aspiration - bodybuilder

Traits - active, vegetarian, self-assured

Career - athlete

Generation 3- Sapphire

(Blue gen)

You spent most of your days as a child playing the violin, quickly realising that wasn't your thing as a teen you decided to pick up guitar. You realised you were much better at it and decided that was what you wanted to do, spending most your days alone sat outside playing your guitar.

Goals-

. Only be close with grandparent from gen 1 until they die

. Max guitar skill

. Level 5+ violin skill as a teen/child

. Complete musical genius aspiration

. Live in Brindleton Bay

. Entertainer career - choose musician once at level 5

. Be a single parent - never get married and never have a partner move in

Aspiration - musical genius

Traits - music lover, gloomy, loner

Career - entertainer - choose musician at level 5

Generation 4 - Rainborz

(Red gen)

You and your mother/father were always close. Growing up you loved sitting and admiring the flowers while listening to them play. Being outside so much made you realise how much you loved flowers and plants. You also found a love for painting + drawing the wildlife around you.

Goals-

. Max gardening skill

. Level 7+ painting

. Move away from Brindleton Bay a couple days before again up to young adult ( still teen )

. Move anywhere with lots of wildlife - Henford On Bagley, Sulani, Oasis Springs, Evergreen Harbour, ect.

. Gardening career level 6+

. Complete freelance botanist aspiration

Aspiration - freelance botanist

Traits - loves outdoors, art lover, neat

Career - gardener

Generation 5 - Amethyst

(Purple gen)

As a child you were always defiant, never listening to your parent and never completing any of your homework. All you wanted to do was go out and be a pirate. Once you became a teen, you realised pirates were childish and decided you wanted to be a criminal.

Goals-

. Max mischief skill

. Level 6+ charisma skill

. Have twins but only those 2 children (you can cheat)

. Live in an apartment for your whole life in San Myshuno

. Tell your kids you work in business

. Have partner working in criminal career aswell

. Max public enemy aspiration

Aspiration - public enemy

Traits - mean, hot-headed, ambitious

Career - criminal

Generation 6 - Hematite

(Black gen)

Neither of your parents were around growing up, so you often found yourself taking care of you and your twin. Cleaning was the thing you despised, but you always loved the cooking.

Goals-

. Max cooking skill

. Level 5+ gourmet cooking

. Have a roast every Sunday with your family - you cook it

. Move out of the city as a teen (you can bring your twin with you or leave them)

. Level 5+ chef career

. Complete master chef aspiration

. Have partner achieve level 5 violin

Aspiration - master chef

Traits - foodie, loner, childish

Career - culinary - pick chef

Generation 7 - Jonquilyst

(Yellow generation)

As a child, you found that you were good at everything. Anything you tried, you liked and we're good at. Because of this, you never had a main goal in life.

Goals-

. As a child, play violin and use the science table often

. As a teen, get an after school job as a babysitter for half of teenhood, and fast food worker for the other half.

. Don't get married until you're an elder

. Level 5 cooking

. Level 4 violin

. Level 4 fitness

. Level 5 logic

. Get to level 4 in any 2 careers ( not counting teen careers )

. Have an affair which results in a child ( your partner cannot find out )

Aspiration - renaissance sim

Traits - genius, noncommittal, perfectionist

Career - multiple, listed in goals

Generation 8 - Alabaster

(White/blue/purple gen)

Your mother/father was always working on their various projects, so you were often left to your own devices which lead you to your love of writing.

Goals-

. Max writing skill

. Level 6 logic

. Max author career

. Complete best selling author aspiration

. You and your partner must star/cloud gaze atleast once a week

. Write atleast 5 excellent quality books

Aspiration - best selling author

Traits - bookworm, romantic, geek

Career - author

Generation 9 - Fire Opal

(Orange gen)

Seeing as your mother/father was an author, you liked to read some of their books. They often inspired you and you decided to start drawing sciences from them. This led you to your talent of painting.

Goals-

. Max painting skill

. As a child, max creative skill and have creative aspiration

. Complete painter extraordinaire aspiration

. Have a creative studio in your house

. Paint pictures of all your children

. Complete painter career

Aspiration - painter extraordinaire

Traits - creative, art lover, good

Career - painter

Generation 10 - Shinolite

(Grey gen)

It had always been your dream to be an astronaut, even since you were a toddler. It was probably your mother/fathers paintings that gave you this dream the most, or the stories your father/mother would tell you about aliens.

Goals-

. Build a rocketship

. Max handiness skill

. Level 6 fitness skill

. Have 2 children ( only those 2, can be twins or seperate )

. Complete nerd brain aspiration

. Complete astronaut career

Aspiration - nerd brain

Traits - clumsy, active, vegetarian

Career - astronaut

[zstargalaxy]

MJA OC : Rose Evergarden.

BIOGRAPHICAL INFORMATION

Gender : Female

Age : 16

Birthday : May 17

Height : 153

Starsign : Tauros

Eye color : Castleton Green

Hair color : Porcelain white, Scarlett red ombre and streaks (dyed).

Homeland : Queendom of Roses.

Family : Unnamed adopted Fathers.

One younger adoptive sister.

Two older adoptive brothers.

Unnamed Biological Parents.

PROFESSIONAL STATUS

School Year : Seventh

Class : 1-B, Student no. 5

Occupation : Student, Pokemon Trainer.

Club : Gardening Club

Best Subject : Magic Analysis

FUN FACTS

Dominant hand : Left

Favorite food : Cookies

Least Favorite Food : Mustard

Dislikes : Being called a "Mistake", Laziness.

Hobby : Gardening, Painting.

Talents : Small party tricks (juggling, pouring tea from high places, singing, etc).

HISTORY

Her Parents has her unintentionally during one of their nights together. Rose grow up with no love or acknowledgment from her biological parents and was abused physically, verbally and emotionally where she always remembers of being a "mistake" to them.

Soon after, when Rose was 6, she was at a park where she was found and put on a orphanage just a few days after her parents abandoned her.

During her time in the orphanage, Rose never gotten close to the other kids and was very quiet and distant until she was adopted by a loving couple of two fathers who are seeking another adoption after already adopting 2 boys and 1 girl.

Living with her new family was an adjustment for her but Rose soon came to love her new family after a year being with them.

One time, Rose and her younger siblings played hide and seek on a near by park with their fathers and had ended up almost being lost until they were able to find their father's voices.

PERSONALITY

Rose is what many would examplify as a proper lady. She is kind, proper, graceful, smart, kinda strict, resourceful and strives to do everything perfectly to make her fathers proud, which can be unhealthy most of the time. Due to her past with her biological parents, Rose has fears of making a mistake or doing something wrong that will upset someone like her new parents where she promises to gain perfect performances at school to make sure that she isnt a mistake to them and even make sure that people accepts her, where at times gotten her to do some bedthings.

Despite all that trauma and pressure, she is very creative and very knowledgeable in the fields of arts, gardening and histroy, specifically magic plants and painting.

SKILLS AND MAGIC

Magic : Rose is a very skilled magic-user, and even precise at her spells to the point that during time in Alchemy class, she is the only one being able to turn chocolate into gold.

Painting : Finding this as a way to relax herself, Rose is a gifted painter who specializes in landscape.

Gardening : Loves to Garden due to one of her fathers is good in gardening as he would always let her and her siblings help him out in the backyard.

Nevigation : She is good in finding a way out of being lost like in mazes and forests.

UNIQUE MAGIC

Rose's unique magic is called "Plants Grow". She can grow and control plants at will but has to be near plants or anywhere that plants can grow so that it can work, otherwise it will be very weak.

POKÉMON TEAM

Blossom - Roserade

- Blossom is Rose's very first pokemon after both of thembwere wandering near some flowers bushes in school campus.

- Has this Motherly persona to her as she would help the little Flabebes from time to time in the school garden.

- Very protective of her Trainer. She is very helpful and elegant yet clever and strong during battles. Acts like Rose's personal therapist since she is aware of Rose's struggles so she wants to help her out, as best as she can.

Blaze - Rapidash (Kanto Form)

- Blaze is a very fast, proud yet competitive pokemon who was found by Rose when she was running around near some meadows during one of days in the assignment.

- Due to he's wild and competitive spirit, Blaze loves to cause some mischief once and awhile. Causing things like suddenly picking Rose up out of the blue and run very fast while she is in he's back or when he switches the color paints that Smidge is using.

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Smidge - Smeargle

- Smidge is a very curious pokemon by nature and has an attendances to paint everything he sees and I mean EVERYTHING.

- Thats how Rose meet Smidge when she had saw him trying to paint some white roses with red paint. Though upset, Rose found a way to Smidge paint the plain wall beside the garden so that he wouldnt paint her flower bushes.

- Expect Rose's room to be very colorful or the trainer herself to be very stylish on certain days and events because Smidge here loves the arts and loves to stylize thing to he's liking, a fashionista if you will.

Victoria - Polteageist and Lil Jane (or Jane) - Sinistea

- A party duo, if you will. This two always love a good party trick or two to guests at parties and would love to help plan the perfect one.

- Birthday party's are their favorite and they want to make everyone feel special. When not partying, these two are always seen in their trainer's dorm kitchen cooking some small snacks and tea for Rose.

Ria - Altaria

- Ria is mostly the most calm one of the group beside Blossom, at times where the Roserade would butt heads with Blaze during one of he's pranks.

- Her name drives from her current form when Rose decided to call her after Altaria when she was just a Swablu found stuck in a tree branch.

- Her soft and pillowy wings always brings the group together whenever they all are ever tired from school, battling or training. The mediator of the group.

TRIVIA

Rose is twisted from the red painted roses from "Alice in Wonderland".

Her name "Rose" is simplh a direct reference to the roses that the card soldiers were painting red and her last name "Evergarden" is a nod to the Queen of Heart's garden.

The red color on her hair is dyed by one of her brother by her request due to an attempt to fit in with others in MJA when dyeing your hair was a trend at the time. Soon after, she came to like this new look.

Taken up painting when one of her father's had taught her one day outside of the garden and had been doing it since then.

(more to be added soon)

[talkingteardrop]

Guys does anyone like rping

i really wanna rp my wof bfdi au :(

Wof bfdi au queens

IceWings: Snowflake MudWings: Cattail NightWings: Star RainWings: Peachy SandWings: Sandstone SeaWings: Ghasty SkyWings: Scarlett (for angst reasons :>) HiveWings: Honeycomb LeafWings: Spruce (mtf queen who never changed her name) SilkWings: Poppy MineralWings: Unknown (same for the mathwings)

Snowflake is SB and Icys abusive mom who they ran away from Sandstone hates Pencil due to her pink and grey coloring on her head Ghasty is TD, WD, and Fannys mom, however she hates fanny and exiled her Honeycomb is literally f*cking evil Spruce has a few secrets shes hiding from her people Poppy is Flowers sister

Wof tribe abilities

IceWings can withstand subzero temperatures and very bright light. They have serrated claws for gripping ice, which can also be used offensively in battle. They have sharper eyesight than the other Pyrrhian dragon tribes. IceWings can exhale a freezing weapon called frostbreath, which appears as a cloud of sparkling smoke. MudWings can breathe fire if their bodies are warm enough. They can hold their breath for up to an hour and blend into mud. They are usually physically strong. MudWings hatched from blood-red eggs have fireproof scales. NightWings can breathe fire and blend into dark shadows. They have a strong sense of smell and powerful night vision. NightWing dragonets hatched under one full moon have the power of mind-reading or prophecy, and those hatched under two full moons have both. Dragonets hatched under three full moons have both powers, which are further enhanced by the third moon. RainWings have prehensile tails which are used for climbing trees and swinging through the rainforest. They are capable of absorbing sunlight, which gives them energy and makes their scales become more vibrant. RainWings can manipulate their scales to be any color they wish to blend into their surroundings or express their emotions, and they can also change the color of their eyes.They can spit a corrosive venom that dissolves organic materials. Some are capable of mimicking bird calls. SandWings have scales that radiate warmth. They can breathe fire, bury themselves in the desert sand for camouflage, and survive on very little food and water. They also have sharp hearing and smell, and barbed tails which capable of injecting venom that can kill a full-grown dragon. SeaWings can breathe and see underwater, and are strong swimmers. They have exceptional night vision and powerful tails. SeaWings have bioluminscent stripes on their bodies which are used to converse underwater and attract partners. They can control when the stripes on their bodies glow and can light up each one individually. Different combinations of stripes indicate different words in Aquatic. SkyWings have enormous wings and are capable of flying long distances due to their stamina. They can breathe fire and are considered powerful fighters. They can see farther than other dragon tribes. A SkyWing dragonet in a twin egg may develop firescales, a condition where their scales are incredibly hot to the touch and can ignite anything flammable by merely making physical contact with it. SilkWings can spin silk from glands on their wrists to create webs and other woven articles such as tapestries. They can detect and sense vibrations with their antennae to assess threats. SilkWings have a precise internal clock that keeps their days on schedule and warns them when the rainy season is coming. They are also great climbers. Some SilkWings have the power to produce flamesilk. LeafWings can absorb energy from sunlight and are accomplished gardeners. Some possess leafspeak, which allows dragons to talk plants; leafspeak be used convince plants or seeds grow at an accelerated rate in a certain way, the plant attack specific target. However, leafspeakers cannot produce nothing.

Dragon fire smells different from normal fire. The average dragon is physically strong enough to rip a tree from the ground and throw it across a short distance. Some dragon tribes, notably the IceWings, NightWings, SeaWings, and SkyWings, have animus magic, which allows the user to enchant inanimate objects, plants, animals, and other dragons as they please.

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Full transcript: Sunday September 01 2024, 12.07am BST, The Sunday Times

As a teenager growing up in Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, Gemma Styles wasn’t really a gym person. But when she started doing her A-levels, she developed a habit. “I would be going to the gym at 9pm so I was really tired,” she says. “Otherwise I was too stressed out to sleep.”

It worked, sort of: Styles passed the exams and got into Sheffield Hallam University to study a science teaching degree. Except then things got worse. “The comfort or structure that I’d always been used to, at home and at school, the people to check on you and notice if things are OK or not, when that was not there any more, the wheels fell off the train, to be honest. And that was when, in terms of depression, my mental health got really, really bad.”

On the sort of balmy August day that beer gardens are made for, Styles, 33, is sitting opposite me on a grey sofa in her open, sunlit living room, while her eight-month-old daughter wriggles on her knee. Being candid and thoughtful on the subject of mental health is Styles’s gig — she’s part of a generation of millennial women using social media to put these conversations front and centre (see also: Scarlett Curtis, Jameela Jamil, Alice Liveing). On Instagram she shares stories and advice about depression and anxiety with her ten million followers, and on her Good Influence podcast she covers topics like stress and body confidence.

Now she has written a book, Why Am I Like This? — a warm, compassionate and digestible account of why our imperfect human brains sometimes struggle with the demands of modern life. It takes on neuroscience, anthropology and psychology, covering everything from social media to SSRIs, activism to the 24/7 news doom cycle, and the physiology of what exactly our brains are doing when they go into “fight or flight” mode — all dispatched with thoughtful explanations and kind asides.

The ultimate message is to cut yourself some slack. “If you’re someone who is a little bit introspective, or interested in understanding yourself better, that’s who I was writing it for,” Styles says.

In the book she draws on her own experiences with mental illness, writing that by her mid-twenties she was trapped in a cycle of depressive episodes and anxiety, blaming herself for feeling so miserable and unworthy, which of course made it all much worse. “Seeing a therapist in the end turned out to be the best decision I could have made,” she writes.

“I think those times when my own mental health has been really, dangerously poor have given me such an appreciation for being able to find the things that make me happy,” she says now, while emphasising that Why Am I Like This? is not a memoir. “I was very clear from the beginning — I’m not interested in writing a memoir. Because I mean, what’s there to write? I don’t know. I consider myself an exceptionally normal person.”

Strictly speaking, there is one big way in which her life is not exceptionally normal: her little brother is Harry Styles. The same Harry Styles who was formerly the biggest member of one of the biggest boy bands of all time, who in 2016 relaunched as a solo artist with moves like Mick Jagger, and since then has released three colossally successful albums, sold out stadiums around the world and starred in several Hollywood blockbusters. In July he duetted on stage in Hyde Park with his friend Stevie Nicks.

The One Direction circus catapulted his sister — three years Harry’s senior — from total obscurity to the status of accidental star by association. Styles’s social media following exploded (as did their mother Anne’s — now a children’s author with three million Instagram followers of her own). “Having the amount of followers that I have now isn’t something that I went out and courted,” Styles says. “It just happened very much on the periphery of what was going on with someone else.”

It’s worth pointing out that being Harry’s big sister is absolutely not the only reason Styles has such a huge following online. But as that attention snowballed, it did leave her with a decision to make.

“I ended up in that position and I was like, well, what am I going to do with it? If I’m going to have that sort of platform, then do I feel good about what I’m using it for? Can I help people with it? What do I want to talk about? What do I want to be known for?” Today she has found her calling.

Even though her kid brother is now to be found harmonising with a member of Fleetwood Mac, he’s still there for her when she needs him. Literally: on the shoot for this article Uncle Harry turned up to babysit his niece. In the acknowledgments of Why Am I Like This?, Styles thanks “my mum, for holding me tight along the way” and “H for the pep talks and your endless wisdom”.

“My family are very open about mental health, which I have found so amazing and comforting,” she says. “I know that’s something that not everybody has when they go through mental health issues. So I am very, very grateful for that.”

Has she given her brother any wisdom of her own over the years? “I think we all help each other, to be honest. People in your family, they don’t have to understand everything, but giving people space to talk about what they’re going through is such a valuable thing for anyone.”

That’s what she does for her followers on Instagram, who will regularly message to tell her they feel less alone thanks to something she has shared. “A big part of being human is we like to feel like we’re understood.” Social media can be a hornet’s nest, but Styles thinks it is possible to avoid the darker, more polarising sides. “Be intentional about what you’re consuming. We talk about algorithms a lot now, but if there are things that you’re following that are making you feel rubbish, you don’t have to follow them.”

Has having a very well-known member of her family shaped her approach to social media? “I think H is a really good example actually of someone who has been introspective enough about their own social media use to know what feels good and what doesn’t,” she says. “He’s not super-active on social media. And that seems to work for him the best at the moment.” She did the same during her maternity leave. “I disappeared for months.”

She recently sought help again. For a little while she had been wondering if some of the things she had struggled with all her life — finding it hard to motivate herself and having difficulties maintaining the admin of friendships — could be ADHD. When she started reading about how it manifests in women, she had a light-bulb moment … sort of. “I was like, oh my God, that is me,” she says, “I think. Or am I just convincing myself of that as an excuse for why I’ve always been rubbish at all these things?”

Why Am I Like This? is not a manifesto, although Styles is clear-eyed about the ways in which the mental health system is not working. According to research by the membership organisation NHS Providers, in September 2023 more than 1.8 million people were on waiting lists for these services. “The gap between people being aware of anxiety, for example, and there actually being support for any kind of mental illness is a canyon,” she says. She is an ambassador for a research charity called MQ Mental Health Research, which delivered a letter to Downing Street in July 2023 highlighting the desperate need for commitment to mental health services. “I have been dealing with this for more than a decade,” she says. “So I’ve got skin in the game. I genuinely care.”

Finally she made a GP appointment, expecting them to dismiss the idea — instead she was referred for an assessment and diagnosed with ADHD in 2022. In signature style, she shared the news on Instagram: “I have ADHD!” she wrote. “Oddly feel more nervous to talk about it with you than I have any other mental health-related things, but here we go …” In no time at all her DMs were full of notes from other women who had also been diagnosed, thanking her for her openness.

Two years on, the diagnosis has taught her to be more compassionate towards herself. “There’s such shame that goes with the particular things that people with ADHD tend to struggle with,” she says. “It does feel like a moral failing, like laziness. The label has given me a different lens to understand my own behaviour, to look on myself a bit more kindly and to try to make life easier for myself.” In Why Am I Like This?, she writes about hoping to understand more about what influence ADHD could have had on her mental health throughout the years.

She also hopes the book will help others to understand their idiosyncratic, imperfect brains — “I take a great amount of joy from being able to explain things to people in a digestible way” — and to keep learning herself. “I’ve spent so much of my life not understanding why I struggle with certain things. And I think it has been such a help for me to have more of an understanding of how my brain works.”

Why Am I Like This? by Gemma Styles (Bantam £20) is out on September 12. To order a copy go to timesbookshop.co.uk or call 020 3176 2935. Free UK standard P&P on online orders over £25. Special discount available for Times+ members

Even though her kid brother is now to be found harmonising with a member of Fleetwood Mac, he’s still there for her when she needs him. Literally: on the shoot for this article Uncle Harry turned up to babysit his niece. In the acknowledgments of Why Am I Like This?, Styles thanks “my mum, for holding me tight along the way” and “H for the pep talks and your endless wisdom”.

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Don't let me down - Part 6

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Relationship: MamaScarlett x 16 yr old Reader

Summary: Laura comes for her first family dinner and revelations are made.

Word count: 4250

Y/n's POV:

For some reason, I'm really nervous as we drive back home. I'm in the car with Laura as my family head home together. My leg is bouncing as we drive, and it only stops when Laura reaches over and places her hand firmly on my knee. I look up to see her concerned eyes on me as we wait at a red light. "What's going on in your head?" She asks me softly.

"I'm just nervous. I don't know why." I respond and she smiles at me. "Is it because I'm meeting the parents." She smirks and I roll my eyes at her. "I mean, technically you already met them and cussed them out." I respond and she blushes at the memory. "Ok, I was mad and in protective mode. Sue me." She smiles. I get lost in her eyes for a moment, and the moment only breaks when a horn from behind makes us jump. Turns out, we didn't notice the light turning green.

"Everything will be fine. I care a lot about you Y/n and I want to get to know your family. One, because I want to make sure they are treating your right and two because I want to have a relationship with them like you do with mine. I'm looking forward to finally seeing you in an environment where you're loved and protected." She reassures me. Her hand still resting on my knee. "You always know what to say." I share whilst I take in her profile view. She looks so good when she drives. "It's easy when I'm with you. It just feels natural." She responds, giving my knee a squeeze.

Her hand doesn't leave my leg for the rest of the journey. I am so aware of her touch that I'm trying not to think too much into it. At one point, I gain a bit of confidence and place my own hand on top, intertwining our fingers together. She turns to look at me and her smile grows. Happy in this moment, I rest my head back against the rest and observe my best friend as she drives.

When we pull up to the house. I jump out my seat and goofily open her door and hold my hand out to her. "M'lady." I tease, causing her to giggle as she takes my hand. "Thank you, my knight." She returns playing along. We both laugh at each other, and I pull her towards the front door where Scarlett is waiting for us, a smile on her face.

"Hi girls. Glad to see you made it here safely." She greets us, guiding us through into the hallway. Laura looks around in awe. "Wow. This place is amazing." She gasps as she takes in her surroundings. "How about Y/n gives you the grand tour and I'll get started on dinner." She suggests, turning to take Cosmo from Colin. "Come on. I'll show you around." I direct to Laura.

After showing her the living areas, garden, and bedrooms, I finally take her to my own room. "And this is my room." I state as I open the door. It's still a little bare but Scarlett and I have been doing bits here and there to make it more homely. "I love it. Wait, is that me?" She asks, noticing a photo on my bedside table. "Oh, uh yeah. I love that photo." I respond, rubbing at the back of my neck, a little shy. "Me too. This was such a good day. Look how happy we look." She points out, running her finger over the two of us in the frame. "I'm always happy with you." I mumble, not realising I said that out loud.

My eyes go wide as her gaze snaps to mine. All words leave me, and I can feel the colour drain from my face. "Really?" She asks, taking my hand and pulling me towards the bed. We both sit down as I nod slowly. "No matter what was going on in my life, you were always the light. I don't think I would be sat here today if it wasn't for you." I admit, showing my vulnerability.

I watch as her eyes gloss over, a panic rushing through me at the thought that I've said too much and made her uncomfortable. "I hate that you've ever felt like that. Ever since I met you all I wanted was to be able to protect you. But every time I saw you with a bruise or injury, I felt sick that I had failed." She expresses, tears slowly falling down her cheek.

I reach up and cup for face, rubbing at the falling tears with my thumb. "You didn't fail Laur. There was nothing you could do. But you were the best friend that I could ask for. You were there with me through it all. I can never thank you enough for that. I adore you more than I can express." I share in return.

Her eyes flick between mine, as if she's looking for any lies. Her gaze then drops to my lips. Wait, is she leaning in? Everything seems in slow motion as I match her movements. My heart is beating so hard against my ribs I feel like it's going to explode through my chest. I can feel her breath fan across my face as our lips brush together.

"Girls, dinner's re... oh shit! Sorry!" Scarlett interrupts our moment before any pressure can be place against our lips. Laura and I jump apart from each other like we've just been electrocuted. "I'm so sorry! I should have knocked. I-uh. Dinner's ready. I'll see you down there." Scarlett rambles before disappearing back downstairs. "Well, that was awkward." I say quietly, making Laura laugh. "Good impression to leave with your mom. She's going to hate me." She responds.

I look up to her after a minute and she smiles at me. "We should talk. But I don't want to keep your family waiting." Laura says, making my heart drop a little. Before I can get lost in negative thoughts, I feel a finger rest under my chin, lifting it softly. "Hey! There's nothing to worry about. I like you Y/n, but I want us to talk about this properly. It shouldn't be rushed." She reassures me.

Hearing those words, my eyes widen, and she smirks at my reaction. I can't believe she feels the same as me. She actually likes me! "I like you too Laura. A lot. But I agree, we can talk about this later. Right now, we have to deal with Scarlett." I say, making her laugh. She stands up and holds her hand out to me. "Then let's face it together." She says full of confidence.

I take her hand and we make our way downstairs. I keep my head low as we enter the dining room where everyone is waiting. When I glance up, I see Scarlett looking between the two of us with a face I can interpret. What if she's not ok with me liking girls? Does this put me at risk all over again.

As if she can sense that my panic is taking over, Laura squeezes my hand and pulls out a chair for me at the table. Scarlett silently serves the food and I look to Colin who's watching over with a soft smile on his face. "So, Laura, how did you and Y/n meet?" He asks my best friend. "Well, I knew of Y/n from school, but she was very quiet, so I never really got the chance to talk with her. We didn't properly get to know each other until she joined the soccer team. We hit it off straight away and we've not looked back." She responds, turning to look at me with a smile.

"That's sweet. It seems the two of you are very talented. I couldn't believe the crowd you got for the game today." Colin responds, clearly engaged with the conversation. Laura engages so naturally. She's always had a confidence around people. It's something that I've always been envious of. "I've got nothing on this one. Y/n is our star player and the best captain we've had. Until she joined the team, we could never reach the championships. Now we're State Champions and hoping to go far in the National Playoffs this year." Laura compliments me, making me blush and drop my gaze. "Sweetheart don't be shy. We all saw your talent today." Scarlett chimes in, giving me a reassuring smile.

"I've got a great team. It's easy to be good when you have the players around you." I deflect. Much to Laura's distaste. "We all know that's not true. We're a good team yes. But with you, we're real contenders." She argues. "You seem so much more comfortable on the field." Scarlett shares her observation. "It's where I feel most confident. I know my abilities there and I know how I can support my team. Besides, it's when I'm at my happiest." I respond easily. "Well, most of the time." I correct myself, my eyes glancing towards Laura, who's smirking at me.

We talk a little more about soccer and school. Both Scarlett and Colin seem to like Laura. I mean how can you not. She's the most likeable person that I know. Conversation flows easily and Rose even enjoys grilling the new addition at our dinner table.

"So do you have any plans for college?" Colin asks and Laura nods whilst taking a sip of her drink. "We're hopeful that we might get scouted for a scholarship to a D1 college. It's the only way either of us would be able to go really. It's too expensive otherwise." Laura responds and Colin nods. "Well, seeing how good you both are, I'm sure you'll be snapped up. Do you have a preference to where?" He continues to show interest. "Pittsburgh is our number one choice. Either Pittsburgh or Duquesne. Columbia is our second." She answers easily. "Pittsburgh is ideal though. A small city but close enough to home for me." She shares.

I see Scarlett's face falter as Laura talks. Then I realise that she probably sees the I don't see my life staying here in New York. Going to College was about getting a new start for me. If I could get a full scholarship, I would be in the perfect position to get that new start with a support system. That was way before Scarlett came into my life.

"They are all good colleges. I'll keep my fingers crossed for the both of you. But I have faith you'll get what you want." Colin smiles, before digging into his food once again. There's a more awkward silence that follows and I think Laura feels it too. To comfort her, I reach over and give her knee a squeeze, earning a thankful smile and her hand grasping onto mine.

Once dinner is over, Laura and I clear up as Scarlett cooked. We play out in the garden with Rose for a little bit before Laura has to head home. She says goodbye to the family, and I walk her to the door. She hesitates as she grabs her car keys. "Café tomorrow? We can have that talk?" She asks timidly. I reach out and take her hand. "I'd like that. See you there at the usual time?" I return and she nods.

With a wave of confidence, I lean forward and place a kiss to her cheek, which instantly blush. "Thanks for coming over. I'll see you tomorrow." I say to her, and she smiles. "It was fun. I'm glad you have a safe space now. See you tomorrow Y/n." She responds before heading to her car. "Text me when you're home!" I call after her and she agrees and drives off. Well, that was not how I saw today going, but I can't keep the smile off my face. Until I turn around that is.

Scarlett is leaning against the doorway into the living room with a raised eyebrow. "I think we need a talk." She says with no emotion. I nod slowly and follow her into the kitchen away from the others. I sit at the kitchen counter and stare intently at my hands. God could this be more awkward. "I think we need some ground rules if you're having your girlfriend over, especially if you're home alone." She starts and my head shoots up. "Oh uh. We're not uh. She's not. We're not together." I stumble out, taking Scarlett by surprise.

"But when I walked in you were kissing. Or about to. Weren't you?" She questions, confusion washing over her. "I mean. We almost did and I think we would have had we not been interrupted." I respond and she smiles shyly at me. "Sorry about that." She apologises. "Wait. Are you ok that I like girls?" I question her. I was sure this was going to be a grilling over Laura and I's relationship and being told that it's wrong.

She quickly moves around the kitchen island and stands in front of me, taking my hands in hers. "Oh sweetheart. I couldn't care less. All that matters to me is that you're happy. If you're happy being with women, then I'm happy. If that woman is Laura, I'm even happier." She responds, now taking me by surprise. "Really?" I question, wanting to check she's not leading me on here.

"In the time that I've known you, I've only seen you truly happy when you are with or talking about Laura. When I've observed you together, I see someone who cares greatly for you. As a mother, you want your children to be with people that love and care for them. With Laura, I can see that already. She protects you and that's all I can ask for." She responds, instantly putting my fears at ease. She hesitantly opens her arms to me, and I lean forward to accept the hug. It's weird how much I'm realising my love language is touch recently.

"But how are you not together? I was sure you were but hiding it from me." She asks, leaning back to get a better look at me. "I've liked her for a while, but I never wanted to risk losing her as my best friend. I didn't have much in my life and losing her would have pushed me over the edge." I admit. I can hear the catching of Scarlett's breath at my admission and she pulls me back into her.

"I can tell you now she likes you too. She looks at you like you hung the moon. I hope that things work out for you. But if they don't, I will always be here for you. We all will be." She comforts me. I didn't realise how much I needed that confirmation. That I'm accepted by Scarlett and this family. I've tried to deny how much I need that. But sat here finally getting it, I understand that I need it more than I had expected.

"Thank you." I mumble into her shoulder, and she pulls away, holding me by the shoulders. "What for?" She asks. "For accepting me." I respond shyly. "Oh, my sweet girl. I will always accept you. I'm sorry that you have ever been in a place where you've not been able to truly be you. But whilst you're here with me, I promise you will always be loved for who you are." She replies.

There's a moment of silence as we enjoy this moment together. "I heard her say about a talk tomorrow. What's that about?" She asks and I blush. "It's none of your business." I respond, standing up and walking away. "Oh, come on! Share the gossip!" She calls after me whilst I walk away shaking my head. A small smile on my face. She runs to catch up with me stopping me in my tracks. "Promise you'll tell me how it goes at least?" She requests and I shrug. "Remember I can make 'that talk' very awkward for you." She threatens lightly. "Oh God! Fine! I'll tell you what happens. Jeeze." I give in, continuing to join the others in the living room.

The rest of the evening is nice and relaxed. Weirdly, for the first time, this all feels normal. Like I'm meant to be here. That I'm part of this family. I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop, but in this moment, I'm happy.

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The next day, I'm sat in the café waiting for Laura to join me. It's gone 8 and I'm worried that she hasn't turned up. Maybe she changed her mind, and she doesn't actually want to be with me. But before I'm able to spiral, I see her rush through the door to the café, her eyes instantly moving to our spot. Her whole body relaxes as she sees me. She's joining me within seconds, reaching out to give me a hug. This hug lasts longer than usual, and I enjoy every second of it. "Sorry I'm late. I got caught in traffic and I was worried you'd think that I was standing you up or something." She explains in a rush. I give her a tighter squeeze before letting her go and indicating for her to sit. "It's ok. You're here now." I reassure her.

We order our drinks and a cake before sitting in silence. We keep catching each other's eyes and pretending we weren't looking at each other. As the waitress puts our drinks in front of us, we both laugh. "We've never been silent for this long." I point out and she agrees. "This shouldn't be awkward. I don't know why it is." She shares. "I guess this 'talk' may change things." I think aloud and she nods. "That's true. Then let's make this less awkward. I like you Y/n. I like you a lot and have done for a while. I never said anything because you were going through so much. I knew you needed a friend more than anything. But believe me when I tell you that I've like you since the moment we were first paired together at practice." She rambles out quickly.

I'm sure my heart skips a beat at her confession and a wide smiles appears on my face. "You're right. I did really need a friend and you were the best I could ask for. But I have liked you for so long too. I used to be so jealous of how easily you got on with people and I just wanted to be your friend, or more. But with my parents, I knew that I would never be able to." I share and she gives me a sympathetic look, reaching out for my hand. "When I could finally join the soccer team, I was so happy that I got a chance to know you and my feelings only grew." I admit and she smiles in return.

"I'm glad that we're on the same page." She smiles, lifting our joined hands and placing a kiss to my knuckles. "What now?" I ask and she thinks for a moment. "I want you to be my girlfriend Y/n. I want to be able to take you on dates and to cuddle with you and watch movies together as more than friends." She responds honestly. It's almost hard for me to believe that this is happening. I want to pinch myself that I'm not dreaming. She feels just as strongly as I do about her.

"I'd like that too Laura. You make me so happy, and I would love nothing more than to be your girlfriend." I respond, matching her grin. "You don't know how happy that makes me Y/n." She tells me, a glint in her eyes. "I think I do, it's probably as happy as I am right now." I respond, making her laugh. "It took us a while, but we're finally here." She states and I nod in agreement. "We're where we're meant to be." I add, earning a loving smile from my girlfriend. Wow, that sounds weird.

"So, how awkward was the chat with Scarlett after I left?" She asks and I laugh. "Not as bad as it could be. I had to promise to tell her how it goes today to save me from an embarrassing birds and the bees talk. Though I think Scarlett is as embarrassed about giving that to her gay daughter as I would be to receive it." I share making her laugh. "She was ok with you being gay?" She checks and I nod. "Oh yeah. She's known we like each other for a while. She's very supportive of you." I inform her with a smirk.

"Really? I thought I had blown it with the glares I was on the receiving end of last night." Laura shares through a chuckle. "I think she was trying to intimidate you. You want to date her daughter after all. But she really does like you. I think the moment you stood up to her that very first time you met her, earnt her respect. You were protecting me and that's all she wants. Her words." I reassure her.

"I think I want to talk to her and Colin. You know, to show them that I'm all in with this and will treat you how you deserve." She admits and I can't help but grin. "Well, that's very cute." I smirk and she rolls her eyes at me. "I'm serious. I'm doing this right. And to that end, I would like to take you on a date. Maybe on Friday evening after school? I can then speak to Scarlett and Colin." She shares and I'm sure my feelings for her just grew even more. "I'd like that." I admit shyly. "Perfect. Leave the planning to me and I'll sort something for us." She says excitedly.

We finish our drinks before deciding that we should probably head off to school. As soon as we stand up, Laura links her hands with mine and we walk out to her car together. Before I can open the door to the passenger side, she stops me and spins me around. Gently she pushes me against the car, our eyes suddenly locked in an intense stare off. She breaks first as her eyes drop down to my lips.

My heart suddenly is filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Her hand rises and tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear before resting on my neck. I can feel that her hands are shaking slightly as she cups my cheeks with her other hand. I can feel the warmth of her skin against mine as we both lean into each other. My heart is pounding in my chest as our lips finally meet in a soft and tender kiss.

My eyes flutter close as time seems to stand still as our lips move against each other, exploring new territory filled with curiosity and affection. I feel a rush of emotions flood through me, excitement, joy and a deep sense of contentment. My hands rest on her hips, squeezing lightly, holding her close to me as we rest against her car.

When we final pull way our eyes meet once again, and we can't help but smile. We both know that this is the beginning of something new. Something exciting and something that had the power to change both of our lives. "Wow." I whisper into the small space between us. "That was..." "Amazing." Laura cuts me off, resting her head against mine. "You are a really good kisser." She compliments me. "Back at you. That was like nothing else I've experienced." I share and she smiles, leaning in for a sweet peck. "I've been wanting to do that since we were interrupted last night. Knowing that you felt the same, I just had to kiss you." She smiles.

This time, it's me that pulls her into another kiss. I grab her shirt and pull her closer to taste her lips against mine one more time. "You need to stop doing that or we're never getting to school and that is not the example I want to set to your parents so soon." She smirks. I roll my eyes at her and push her away, but she quickly takes my hand to guide me away from the car door, opening it for me. When she slides into the driver's seat, she rests her hand on my knee and I instantly take it in my own, Placing soft kisses on her knuckles through the whole journey.

When we get to school, she parks up and as soon as she's by my side, she slides her fingers into mine. I look down shocked to see that she is holding my hand. "I'm never going to hide you Y/n. I'm proud that you're mine and I want the whole school to know about it. If you're comfortable with that?" She states, whilst checking in with me at the same time. I nod enthusiastically, and she leans in to steal one last kiss before we head off towards the school entrance. I can't believe that this has happened on a Wednesday morning, but it's the best day I have ever had. I have a girlfriend and I feel safer than I've ever been.

Part 7

[mya--rhodes]

Mya Rhodes. 38. Native. Sutherland Park. She/her. Heterosexual. Waitress.

The Cliffnotes:

The youngest of the Rhodes siblings

Previously worked in the music industry

Now works at Rivero’s

+ passionate, creative, compassionate

- impulsive, flighty, short-sighted

Unabridged story…

tw: miscarriage, tw: cancer, death

Mya Rhodes had always been the carefree spirit. Wild curls often knotted up as she ran around the family farm. She loved working along her family. Whether at home getting dirt in her fingernails as she played in the gardens that her mother and brother tended to. Or at the diner given the task to fill salt and pepper shakers as she talked to her grandparent’s behind the register. Every day was filled with fun for the youngest Rhodes and she never wanted any of that to change.

After her 13th year, it seemed that change was all that life was going to give her. The bright days on the farm darkened as her beautiful mother was quickly being drained away by her cancer diagnosis. It felt like before she could even understand how sick her mother was, she was already leaving them. With her death it seemed that only more would change. Roman left and things were so different at home. Her mom felt like the bridge that connected everything. Things began to feel more separate.

They never had been a perfect family but maybe being forced to grow up by life’s cruel events just opened her eyes more to the discord of her life. Her father and brother’s fought and her grandparents eventually joined her mother. Her only escape was music. Whether it was to drown out a fight or find peace from her own burdens, Mya would put on her headphones and let herself be taken over by the artist’s work. The older she got she knew that she couldn’t let her future be in East Havens. She needed something more than to hold on to what was.

Moving to LA was the most terrifying and exciting thing Mya had ever done. The city of dreams was a cut throat world. Everyone wanted connections on a resume that she didn’t have. She didn’t let that deter her, finding her way into an internship. She knew that all she needed was to get her foot in the door and then she would prove herself. And she did just that.

However hard the other entry level employees worked, she worked harder. She stayed longer. Went the extra mile. Made herself needed and it worked. After eating through her savings a full time job offer came just in time. She found herself working under one of the best producers in the company. He was so naturally gifted. Seeing him work with the artists and technicians was like watching magic happen. He inspired her and reminded her of why she wanted this.

He saw something in Mya, taking her under his wing. The pair ended up spending a lot of time together. Late night in the studio going over tracks. Taking her with him as he scouted out some local talent. For a long time attraction grew but they fought it off, trying to keep things professional. That lasted for a while but then they both caved leading them into a long affair.

They were discreet, allowing them to carry on. They were both so passionate about the music and each other. It wasn’t just a hot fling. Mya began to develop deep feelings for him and he reciprocated. The two were in love and it was the most raw beautiful thing she had ever felt. In time they would be together, he promised, but she knew why they couldn’t just make it happen. The situation was delicate. They had to think about how it would reflect on work relationships.

So Mya was patient. Waiting for them to have their time. In the meantime she enjoyed what they had and the work. That all would come crashing down as their secret was found out. A little office gossip spread like wildfire. Not only did everyone at work know but so did his wife. Just as she was creating a place for herself as a promising producer that was thrown away and instead she was marked with the Scarlett Letter. Her worth was being questioned. Her skills doubted. HR was brought in and Mya knew that even if they cleared it all up that working there would never be the same.

Quitting her job, it wasn’t until after that she had come to realize that she was pregnant. Jobless with a tarnished reputation she didn’t even know where she stood with the now father of her child. With everything going on they had agreed to take a step back until things cooled off. Now with the baby inside her that felt like a shorter timeline. Mya had never seen herself as a mom, but there was an unexpected desire to have a family again. One like before everything got destroyed. Before her brother’s fought. Before her mom passed. She could see it all with this baby and the father.

What she wanted didn’t matter though as life made the decision for her. Mya miscarried. The one light she saw in her future now gone. And was left with a heaviness. She had never told him about the baby and so she decided to not tell him off the loss either. She was completely loss and this city that held so much for her was now just a huge weight of grief. For the love that she had with him that now seemed like a past problem. For the job career she came here for. For the child she wanted to raise. And for herself. Now only feeling a shell of herself.

Needing a sign of what to do next, she had an answer when she stumbled on article with her brother’s, Roman, picture on it. Everything pointed to going home. While she had left to escape the past, somehow now it was the past that felt needed to heal.

[mya-rhodes]

Mya Rhodes. 38. Native. Sutherland Park. She/her. Heterosexual. Waitress.

The Cliffnotes:

The youngest of the Rhodes siblings

Previously worked in the music industry

Now works at Rivero's

+ passionate, creative, compassionate

- impulsive, flighty, short-sighted

Unabridged story...

tw: miscarriage, tw: cancer, death

Mya Rhodes had always been the carefree spirit. Wild curls often knotted up as she ran around the family farm. She loved working along her family. Whether at home getting dirt in her fingernails as she played in the gardens that her mother and brother tended to. Or at the diner given the task to fill salt and pepper shakers as she talked to her grandparent's behind the register. Every day was filled with fun for the youngest Rhodes and she never wanted any of that to change.

After her 13th year, it seemed that change was all that life was going to give her. The bright days on the farm darkened as her beautiful mother was quickly being drained away by her cancer diagnosis. It felt like before she could even understand how sick her mother was, she was already leaving them. With her death it seemed that only more would change. Roman left and things were so different at home. Her mom felt like the bridge that connected everything. Things began to feel more separate.

They never had been a perfect family but maybe being forced to grow up by life's cruel events just opened her eyes more to the discord of her life. Her father and brother's fought and her grandparents eventually joined her mother. Her only escape was music. Whether it was to drown out a fight or find peace from her own burdens, Mya would put on her headphones and let herself be taken over by the artist's work. The older she got she knew that she couldn't let her future be in East Havens. She needed something more than to hold on to what was.

Moving to LA was the most terrifying and exciting thing Mya had ever done. The city of dreams was a cut throat world. Everyone wanted connections on a resume that she didn't have. She didn't let that deter her, finding her way into an internship. She knew that all she needed was to get her foot in the door and then she would prove herself. And she did just that.

However hard the other entry level employees worked, she worked harder. She stayed longer. Went the extra mile. Made herself needed and it worked. After eating through her savings a full time job offer came just in time. She found herself working under one of the best producers in the company. He was so naturally gifted. Seeing him work with the artists and technicians was like watching magic happen. He inspired her and reminded her of why she wanted this.

He saw something in Mya, taking her under his wing. The pair ended up spending a lot of time together. Late night in the studio going over tracks. Taking her with him as he scouted out some local talent. For a long time attraction grew but they fought it off, trying to keep things professional. That lasted for a while but then they both caved leading them into a long affair.

They were discreet, allowing them to carry on. They were both so passionate about the music and each other. It wasn't just a hot fling. Mya began to develop deep feelings for him and he reciprocated. The two were in love and it was the most raw beautiful thing she had ever felt. In time they would be together, he promised, but she knew why they couldn't just make it happen. The situation was delicate. They had to think about how it would reflect on work relationships.

So Mya was patient. Waiting for them to have their time. In the meantime she enjoyed what they had and the work. That all would come crashing down as their secret was found out. A little office gossip spread like wildfire. Not only did everyone at work know but so did his wife. Just as she was creating a place for herself as a promising producer that was thrown away and instead she was marked with the Scarlett Letter. Her worth was being questioned. Her skills doubted. HR was brought in and Mya knew that even if they cleared it all up that working there would never be the same.

Quitting her job, it wasn't until after that she had come to realize that she was pregnant. Jobless with a tarnished reputation she didn't even know where she stood with the now father of her child. With everything going on they had agreed to take a step back until things cooled off. Now with the baby inside her that felt like a shorter timeline. Mya had never seen herself as a mom, but there was an unexpected desire to have a family again. One like before everything got destroyed. Before her brother's fought. Before her mom passed. She could see it all with this baby and the father.

What she wanted didn't matter though as life made the decision for her. Mya miscarried. The one light she saw in her future now gone. And was left with a heaviness. She had never told him about the baby and so she decided to not tell him off the loss either. She was completely loss and this city that held so much for her was now just a huge weight of grief. For the love that she had with him that now seemed like a past problem. For the job career she came here for. For the child she wanted to raise. And for herself. Now only feeling a shell of herself.

Needing a sign of what to do next, she had an answer when she stumbled on article with her brother's, Roman, picture on it. Everything pointed to going home. While she had left to escape the past, somehow now it was the past that felt needed to heal.

[senatushq]

NAME. Sybella AGE & BIRTH DATE. Unknown GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her SPECIES. Demon VARIANT. Familiar OCCUPATION. Dancer at Flirt FACE CLAIM. Savannah Lee Smith

biography

Sybella was at the river Euphrates when she first heard of her brothers disappearance, the darkness had always been waiting inside of her but the missing case of Alastor was a spark that gave flame to a desperate search. They had grown up in the great city of Babylon, lived in a civilization that had it all and yet Sybella always hungered for more, the hanging gardens brought her serenity and yet there was a wanting within her for when rich tourists would visit, she would con them easily out of their coin. Sybella began to worship a goddess that did not align with the idea of Ulthar but the Goddess would later grow into her name after Sybella had left the Earth, Babalon was one of her many names and it was at her altar that Sybella worshipped.

In her brothers absence, she gave way to the madness that had always existed. She danced wildly in the streets, fell in and out of beds and gained the reputation of a whore of Babylon. Sybella only saw what she could inherit, it did not matter to her anyone else who might carry the consequence of her sin. She would seduce virgins into her bedchambers and where she was meant to press a kiss, she would instead press a knife to their throat and lay them down on the ritual table instead of in a soft bed. She’d spill the blood of the pure and within such a dark depravity, she would use the spilt blood to scry for her lost brother. Anything to bring him home, the answer kept coming back as an unknown realm ‘the Otherworld.’ She didn’t know what it meant but it didn’t stop her search, only increased it with more heartless mania, she seduced more and more innocents off the Babylonian streets in hopes of answers as to what the Otherworld was and where its doorways were located.

She justified her evil rituals by the society they lived in, a women wasn’t worth anything in marriage once she had lost her virginity and would be discarded anyways. This was her way of triumphing and defying the society, truly she was just greedy for her own happiness and those that held a place in her obsidian heart. One day the answer in Scarlett came back differently, Alastor was in the Inferno. It was the day she was dragged to the cross for crucifixion for her crimes, Babalon couldn’t be found and she was turned over to a new patron by the name of Mammon. The nails were hammered into her hands and feet and she did not scream for mercy. She knew where she’d be going she had a stronger chance of finding her brother. 

Sybella’s soul changed within the Inferno, instead of bright lights and the twinkle that her dress made when she moved, she was greeted by sulfur and the screams of the damned. Peace would never come for her again but there were moments of reprieve, lesser demons that she could have attempted to use as a step to climb out of hell instead became companions. Even as heavy cloud sunk over Sybella, she never lost the ability to dream for something bigger – refusing to relent from the idea that she would one day escape and find her brother. A spark that refused to go out even in the depths of hell.

The days blurred together in one hellish torment from the next but she was being called away, leaving many in the pit to rot. She wouldn’t waste another second as she entered the mortal realm trapped in a summoning circle to a Witch who had just begun his story. She saw him for what he was with his curls, beat up sneakers and ink that covered every inch of his skin – all it took was one look and she knew that she wouldn’t rest until they had it all. She’d conquer all the pleasures that this realm had to offer and she’d bring him with her into the golden light of luxury, it’s what they deserve.

personality

+ ambitious, determined, resilient – stubborn, self-seeking, ruthless

played by amy. pst. she/her.

[benitoelduro]

Meet the fam!!

Ofc we have the little man himself Benito!

A 4 year old trickster that loves to have fun and spend time with his aunties.

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Valentina is Benitos mom

A 25 year old single mom with a humble job, works hard to make ends meat and tries to give her son the childhood she never had.

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Aunty Clover is a 25 year old baker, shes the aunt that babysits Benito the most when Valentina has to work extra hours.

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Aunty kat (katalina) is Benitos favorite aunt (mostly because he sees her as an older sister)

Shes a 22 year old college student that tutors part time, she visits every time shes free and loves to goof around with her nephew.

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Aunt Eleanor is a 23 year old gardener that crochets part time, she visits during the weekends and is a wise aspiring artist teaching Benito about art and gardening and the wonders of the world

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Aunt Scarlett is your typical rich aunty

She is a 23 year old lawyer With a wealthy background. She is strong, sassy and confident with her words and actions. Benito sees her as her role model and definitely wants to be like her when he grows up.

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Stay tuned for simple drawings and small comics!!

[whispersofwords]

Out of Character.

Name/Alias: Amy

Timezone: PST

Age: 28

Pronouns: She/her

Activity Level: 7/10

Anything else?: kisskiss

In Character.

Character Name: Sybella

Skeleton Name: The Greedy

Birthdate/Age: Unknown

Character Gender and Pronouns: She/her

Species: Demon

Bloodline, Pack, Coven, or Affiliation: Familiar (Black Cat)

Occupation: Rowan’s hype man/Dancer at Flirt

Face-claim: Savannah Lee Smith

Trigger Warnings: abduction, blood, explicit language, sex, violence, murder

History.

Sybella was at the river Euphrates when she first heard of her brothers disappearance, the darkness had always been waiting inside of her but the missing case of Alastor was a spark that gave flame to a desperate search. They had grown up in the great city of Babylon, lived in a civilization that had it all and yet Sybella always hungered for more, the hanging gardens brought her serenity and yet there was a wanting within her for when rich tourists would visit, she would con them easily out of their coin. Sybella began to worship a goddess that did not align with the idea of Ulthar but the Goddess would later grow into her name after Sybella had left the Earth, Babalon was one of her many names and it was at her altar that Sybella worshipped.

In her brothers absence, she gave way to the madness that had always existed. She danced wildly in the streets, fell in and out of beds and gained the reputation of a whore of Babylon. Sybella only saw what she could inherit, it did not matter to her anyone else who might carry the consequence of her sin. She would seduce virgins into her bedchambers and where she was meant to press a kiss, she would instead press a knife to their throat and lay them down on the ritual table instead of in a soft bed. She’d spill the blood of the pure and within such a dark depravity, she would use the spilt blood to scry for her lost brother. Anything to bring him home, the answer kept coming back as an unknown realm ‘the Otherworld.’ She didn’t know what it meant but it didn’t stop her search, only increased it with more heartless mania, she seduced more and more innocents off the Babylonian streets in hopes of answers as to what the Otherworld was and where its doorways were located.

She justified her evil rituals by the society they lived in, a women wasn’t worth anything in marriage once she had lost her virginity and would be discarded anyways. This was her way of triumphing and defying the society, truly she was just greedy for her own happiness and those that held a place in her obsidian heart. One day the answer in Scarlett came back differently, Alastor was in the Inferno. It was the day she was dragged to the cross for crucifixion for her crimes, Babalon couldn’t be found and she was turned over to a new patron by the name of Mammon. The nails were hammered into her hands and feet and she did not scream for mercy. She knew where she’d be going she had a stronger chance of finding her brother. 

Sybella’s soul changed within the Inferno, instead of bright lights and the twinkle that her dress made when she moved, she was greeted by sulfur and the screams of the damned. Peace would never come for her again but there were moments of reprieve, lesser demons that she could have attempted to use as a step to climb out of hell instead became companions. Even as heavy cloud sunk over Sybella, she never lost the ability to dream for something bigger -- refusing to relent from the idea that she would one day escape and find her brother. A spark that refused to go out even in the depths of hell.

The days blurred together in one hellish torment from the next but she was being called away, leaving many in the pit to rot. She wouldn’t waste another second as she entered the mortal realm trapped in a summoning circle to a Witch who had just begun his story. She saw him for what he was with his curls, beat up sneakers and ink that covered every inch of his skin -- all it took was one look and she knew that she wouldn’t rest until they had it all. She’d conquer all the pleasures that this realm had to offer and she’d bring him with her into the golden light of luxury, it’s what they deserve.

Personality.

Ambitious, self-determined, resilient

Stubborn, self-seeking, ruthless

Extras.

kisskiss