#I haven't been able to do my bike at all and I feel like a piece of shit for it
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I know it's summer for real now cause I have not been able to get more than like 4 hours of sleep every day this week I feel like a cat turd someone microwaved in a hot pocket crisper someone have the decency to put into a medically induced coma for the love of god
#no one ask me if I was up last night crying abt fictional archeologists#cause it'll make me start crying again#this fckn migraine man. has just been *looming* for 3-4 days. always threatening like hey at any time I could blow up ur life#I haven't been able to do my bike with any regularity this week cause I'm literally exhausted and then the migraine and like#idk how to explain this but if I try to exercise w/a headache my body basically is like ok let's kill her#and I feel like my head is being split open with hammers. so it's not something I like to try to do#even when it's like not a full blown migraine yet but I know it wants to be one like I can't do SHIT on days like this#I made sure to take aleves yesterday and drink water so I'd be good for the movie#and now I have to wait to be able to take more aleves and it's like 😑😑😑😑😑#I'm so tired I do not feel 100% human ✌️🥴#erin explains it all
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Can I request a headcanon of whb king (plus any other characters you want) reacting to gn mc avoiding them for as long as she can because mc got dared to by some random demon
WHB kings' reaction to MC avoiding them because of a dare
⟡ Masterlist ⟡
A/N: Hi! This was so fun to write since each king had a completelly different reaction ^^ Sorry for the long wait though t-t
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Oh, Satan doesn't like this at all
The moment he notices your suspiciously long absence, he's on the prowl
Where are you and why tf are you avoiding him?
He'll even send out Amy and his group to look for you and bring you to him
Hopefully he'll during his search find out about the dare
At least hopefully for you
Poor demon who dared you will find himself homeless after Satan in his demon form destroys his place
Once that's dealt with, the next time you go outisde, you come face to face with Satan, leaning back against his bike
"Talked to that mf. The dare's called off :)"
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Mammon notices that you haven't been around him much, but he just chalks it up to you being busy
He's okay with it, knowing that eventually you'll come back to him anyway
Besides, if you needed something, you'd surely call him
After finding out that it's a dare, he's also curious how long you'll be able to keep away from him
If he ever gets worried about you, he'll just send one of his nobles to check up on you
Once you're back to him, he's taking you out for a dinner to congratulate you on how long you lasted
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Leviathan knew from the beginning thanks to Foras
You don't even get to leave the Hades castle so it's easier for you to avoid him when you get a message from the devil who dared you that the dare is off
It doesn't take a genius to realise that the poor demon had been visited by His Majesty himself and forced to end your dare early
Most likely, if you video-called with him, he'll be gasping for air, hung by a noose
The next time you see Leviathan, he acts like nothing happened, but you can feel his piercing stare when you're not looking at him
He's most likely not sure how to punish you yet...
But once he does...
Oh boy, now comes the moment to avoid him for the sole sake of your survival
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Funny :)
You think you can avoid Beel? :)
I mean, technically you could do that by hanging around in the Abyssos castle, but even then you can't exactly avoid Beel
If Beel wants to see you, he'll come and see you
Doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing
Even if it means that he'll have to sneak through his own castle to escape Bael's wrath
And even more so, if he finds out about the dare...
Oops, he just reminded he meant to take you to this place and booked it in advance and can't cancel it
Sorry, guess you'll have to spend the whole month with him :)
I guess the rule with Beel is that the more you want him, the less he'll be around
(True story with my pulls for his cards tbh T-T)
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Belphie would probably realise that it's been a while since you were there when he woke up, but eh...
Maybe you're just busy doing your work
No sweat
That is until Beleth accidentally slips up about the dare
Oh?
Now that is something different
Prepare to start dreaming about him every night
That'll eventually make you come back...
And if not, don't worry...
Belphie's ability can bring you back anytime, so enjoy your time away from him before he decides this little game is over
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Keeping away from Asmo is honestly your day-to-day task, so I don't think there's much difference
That is until you realize that it's time for another annual king meeting
The real challenge becomes coming up with a good reason to excuse yourself from it
And all the nobles are helping you at this point
Sure, you could just not go, but Asmo might then leave the meeting to come and see you since he was so excited to meet you after so long
In the end Leviathan coems to save the day and hides you inside his coffin for as long as the need be
Phew
You're safe for another year
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To Lucifer, not seeing you for a long time is a good thing
It just means you're healthy and safe
But he does eventually start to miss you
And then Gamigin talks a bit too much and mentions that you've been avoiding Paradise Lost because of a dare
So whenever you need medical assistance one of the nobles has to do a house call
...
A house call?
That sounds unsanitary
Who even knows what germs and bacteria you might catch
Lucifer better make his way over to you for a surprise visit to make sure you're doing well
And no apples can save you from this doctor
#what in hell is bad#what in “hell” is bad?#whb satan#whb mammon#whb leviathan#whb beelzebub#whb belphegor#whb asmodeus#whb lucifer
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hey baby !!
hope your doing well <3
i just haven't been able to get the thought of jj getting his hands in a tatto machine and putting his name on your hip and yours on his obvi, like omg !!
or honestly on the same talk of tattoos, surprising rafe with his name somewhere on your body ?! like especially if it's on your hip, ribs, or upper thigh, omg like !!
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hehe omg cos!!!! this is biker jayj at his roots!!! his motorcycle is a perfect tattoo bed really.
but the black leather is real cold laying on it all bare, and each poke hurting more than the last! your pillowy tits pressed against the seat and if you weren’t yelping every two seconds n’ hiding your face in your hands, you’d probably giggle at your oh-so-familiar position — laying tummy down, pink lacy rimmed panties on full display just for your blond tattoo artist.
the glossy wet spot didn’t help a whole lot!
“spread y’legs just a bit wider mama — trying not to fuck up this J,” he smirks to himself while poking the side of his cheek with his tongue n’ you know for a fact rubbing your plush ass with his free hand was not to soothe you.
“damn, this shit really gets you going huh?”
“jayj will you stop! I-can’t control it!” you mewl feebly. a few whimpers thrown in cos’ the metallic bearing was annoyingly really starting to match the achy throbbing in your cunt... he just laughs. “always asking me t’slap you or some shit during fucking— pound town guess it makes sense, wonder what it’s called, a needle kink nah gotta’ have some weird ass name like— shit” the blond curses cos a soft ankle thumb to his head seemed nice and reasonable to you.
“y’being mean! and im done with this conversation.. does it atleast look good?” you sniffle — pouting just to conceal your pretty lip nibbling n’ peeling at the bikes cousin. “look good? y’think I’d fuck up my name?”
“cept’ m’the only one who sees your ass anyways so uh don’t really matter—”
your minxy smile drops :(
“jayj…”
“why did you say my ass…” the tattoo machine snaps off the moment you swing your head back, his oh-so-famous jayj grin and him slowly scratching his neck made you want to scream. n’ jump his too dick but that’s beside the point!
“kinda my ass now — signed it n’ shit.”
“I-I. said. my. inner. thigh!!”
“y’go numb or something baby? crying the whole damn time n’ you didn’t feel nothing—”
“m’ tattooing your dick. where’s the pink ink.”
#biker!jayj#jj maybank prompt#jj maybank imagine#jj maybank smut#jj maybank x reader#jj maybank x you#obx smut#obx imagine
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The City (One Love 10)
Hi guys :)
I haven't post since forever and I'm sorry. I started to work again and my brain wouldn't let me write. I didn't want to force me to write, so you had to wait a little bit.
Here is a new chapter for the serie "One Love" but you totally can read it without having read the others.
Also the title is because I was listening to Ed Sheeran while writing it.
Please enjoy ♥
As soon as they arrive in London, Lucy takes the lead about everything. She drags Ona through the airport to take their suitcases easily and find them quickly a cab to go to her apartment. The sight of it isn’t new for Ona, she already came here since Lucy lives here. Lucy never came back to Barcelona for now and she really looks to be able to do it soon.
But Ona has ten days of recovery offered by Barcelona, where Lucy doesn’t. She has training with Chelsea starting very soon and they both decided that Ona would come here to pass time with her girlfriend when she will have finished her training. They happened during the morning, that let them all the rest of the day to enjoy things together. And like that, Ona will be able to sleep in during the mornings.
Lucy laughs when Ona let herself fall on her stomach on the couch the second they enter the apartment, rolling her eyes playfully.
“You slept during almost all the flight and dozens of in the cab, Bonita. Aren’t you a little bit dramatic here?”
Ona grumbles something in Catalan for any answer, making Lucy’s smile wider. She loves to see the frame of the Spaniard in her apartment, even if it’s not ideal, it’s kind of remembered her the first days of their relationship. Ona coming discreetly in Barcelona and herself coming in Manchester. Less discreetly though, because she literally got caught on television while watching Ona playing with Manchester United.
Ona having only clean clothes in her suitcases, Lucy drags them to her bedroom before joining Ona on the couch. Sitting near her hips, she slowly strokes her hair. She was joking earlier, but she never seen her girlfriend as tired as she is right now.
“Would you like to sleep one hour before going to the restaurant? Or we can order in and go outside after if you don’t feel like going out” she proposes with consideration.
But Ona rolls as much as she can on her side, finishing with her back pressed against Lucy.
“No, I will have plenty of time to sleep when you’re not here. But would you mind if I take a shower before?”
“Not if I have the right to come with you” Lucy smirks back.
Several hours after, they are going out of the restaurant Lucy reserved for them. Ona has never been a big fan of the English gastronomy (apart from the Sunday Roast of her mother-in-law), but she has to admit that the meat pie she just ate was pretty amazing.
“Oh look, e-bikes” Ona points suddenly.
Lucy smiles softly, remembering how much Ona loves to use them near the beaches in Barcelona. Still, she wasn’t expecting the gaze full of hope from her girlfriend when she looks at her.
“Do you want to use them?” Lucy asks slowly.
“Yes?”
Ona was frowning, not understanding the surprise easily visible on her girlfriend’s face. They have made a lot of strolls with them in Barcelona and as far as she knows, Lucy loves it too.
“You just come out of weeks of training for the Olympics, and you want to ride a bike?” Lucy explains her point of view with a smile.
“Oh” Ona realizes, before smiling and shrugging. “Yes, if you don’t mind. I still need to stay in shape”
“You are very in shape, don’t worry” Lucy smirks cockily.
It makes Ona laughs, and she rolls her eyes before hitting Lucy playfully on her arm.
“Alright Lucy Bronze, get us two of those and we can flirt all you want while we pedal, yes?”
Being the one living here, Lucy takes the lead once again, taking Ona through London. Maybe not on the places full of tourists, even if they passed next the Tamise or other places like this. Ona takes advantage of their stroll to take so picture of her girlfriend. She even posts some of them when they are back home, Ona comfortably cuddling in Lucy’s arms.
“What are we doing tomorrow?” Ona yawns after having put her phone somewhere between two cushions.
“Well tomorrow morning I have training so you can sleep until I come to wake you up. Then I organized a creative activity, if you are up too.”
“What kind?” Ona asks with curiosity.
She seats a little more next to Lucy to have a better look at her. She never has been good with surprises, loving to know what will happen. She likes organizing them, though.
“You’ll see, Señorita Batlle. And while you are here, you will have a lot of surprises so you must learn to enjoy them”
Lucy giggles when she sees the pout on Ona’s face, who is however quickly erased when she kisses her.
“Let me take care of you, yes?” she whispers against her lips.
Ona hums, but she’s not sure about what anymore. She missed her girlfriend, but her girlfriend touch too and she might be more interested in Lucy than in the film in the TV.
Two days later, Lucy comes back home after training to find only silence. Yesterday, Ona was up when she came back but it looks like today it’s not the case. The living room is exactly like she let it before leaving this morning. She doesn’t mind though, and she happily take the direction of her bedroom.
She finds Ona dead asleep in her bed, her face hidden between her cushion and her messy hair. The sight makes her smile, and she use all of her discretion to crawls under the sheets without waking Ona.
The Spaniard still stirs when she feels Lucy passing her arms around her waist and kiss lovingly her jaw.
“Bon dia Bonita” Lucy whispers before kissing her again.
Ona mumbles something that Lucy doesn’t understand, she even wouldn’t be able to recognize the language Ona used. But she lets Ona turn in her arms and hides her face in her neck.
“Did you sleep well?” Lucy asks after several minutes.
“Better when you were here” Ona answers.
Lucy smiles one more time and strokes Ona’s hair softly, letting the younger one waking up slowly. Her gaze stops on the painted bears they made yesterday, standing proudly on the dresser in her room, next to one picture of her and Ona.
“What are we doing today?” Ona asks.
“Nice try” Lucy smirks before kissing her. “First you can go take a shower while I cook us something. Then we will go out”
“No, first cuddles” Ona decides.
Lucy obliges with pleasure, making the Spaniard laughs when she rolls on her, crushing her deliberately in the process.
“Lucy I can’t breathe” Ona managed to say still laughing, despite the attack of kisses that Lucy lays all over her face.
Lucy puts a last kiss on Ona’s nose with a noisy “Muah” before sitting on the bed. She feels her heart fluttered when she looks at her girlfriend, lying on her back in her white sheets with her hair spread all around her head.
“How can you be so beautiful?” Lucy sighs softly.
Ona rolls her eyes when Lucy strokes her cheek, but then Lucy slaps playfully her nose. They kiss for some minutes again, before Ona eventually gets out of the bed to go on the shower. Lucy takes advantage of it to make the bed and then go to the kitchen, making a brunch for both of them.
She pulls the bacon out of the pan when Ona joins her, getting on her tiptoes from behind to be able to kiss her neck. Lucy smiles before turning in her arms, not even mentioning the fact that Ona is literally wearing on of her shirt. To be fair, she’s actually wearing herself a white shirt who is at Ona, that Ona was wearing on a picture she posted on Instagram several days before.
“That smells good” Ona smiles, looking with at the food with appetite.
“With some luck it will taste good too”
Ona grabs the drink while Lucy takes their plate to eat on the balcony of the apartment. At London Lucy might have more trouble to be on it unless it’s during the Summer, but she wanted to have a balcony anyway. Lucy sits as close from Ona as possible, their chair glued to each other.
As always, the small talk is great, funny and interesting. After the breakfast they both clean the kitchen and the dishes before getting ready to leave the apartment. Ona still don’t know where they are going, but she follows happily Lucy to her car. Even if she almost sits on the wrong seat, the conductor being on the other side in England.
“How was training?” Ona asks during the trip.
“Pretty great. They made me answer some questions, I have to lie about one thing” she rolls her eyes.
“About what?”
“They asked me who is the last person I called. It was you obviously, but I answer my mom.”
Ona snorts at that, rolling her eyes before looking by the windows. They decided to be less secretive about their relationship, but she will probably answer the same thing if Barcelona ask her the same question in several days.
“You aren’t mad, are you?” Lucy asks nervously after realizing that Ona stayed silence after that.
“Of course not” Ona smiles softly, stroking Lucy’s neck with her fingers.
It makes Lucy shiver and Ona smiles. The Spaniard decides to continue to play with Lucy’s hair here while they start to talk again about something else. A little while after, they arrive in front of a building, and it would be hard for Ona not to understand what they will do.
“Golf?” she asks, arching an eyebrow. “I know we didn’t know each other at that time, but haven’t you seen videos of me playing golf before?”
“I did” Lucy chuckles before getting out of her car. “But I’m sure you will be great with a good instructor.”
Ona hums, not really believing it. But if playing golf makes Lucy happy, she will play golf. Ona grabs Lucy’s arm while they go to the reception, taking the reservation Lucy made several days before, when she prepared everything.
She lets Lucy talk with the woman behind the desk, looking with distraction at her, just to be sure that she won’t be hitting on the English woman. But she doesn’t and several minutes later they are going to one of the booths with thousands of balls and several golf clubs.
“Come on, show me what you can do” Lucy smirks.
Not being the one to take offense, Ona smiles and rolls her eyes once again before choosing a ball and a club. She then puts herself on position, looking the different targets on the green. Taking a big breath, she closes her eyes when the club hits the balls.
A metallic sound makes her understand that her ball didn’t go far, but Lucy’s laughs could have made her understand alone. When she turns in her girlfriend’s direction, the brunette was taking a picture of her.
“Stop making fun of me” Ona smiles. “Where’s my instructor anyway?”
“You are looking at her right now, Princesa” Lucy rolls her eyes while coming closer to Ona. “Like I was going to pay to watch someone putting their hands on you. Now, behave.”
Ona smiles, always amazed to see that her girlfriend might be jealous about her. She willingly let Lucy puts her in the position she wants, smirking when she feels almost all of Lucy’s front pressing against her back.
“Is it really professional, miss Bronze?” she teases.
“Mh, probably not” Lucy smirks before kissing Ona just behind her ear.
Ona smiles too, turning slightly her face to look at her. She could feel Lucy’s breath on her skin like this.
“Behave I said” Lucy smiles, turning softly Ona’s face on the right direction.
Ona smiles and let her girlfriend do once again. She listens with attention when Lucy gives her some advice about how to hold her club, trying to mimic her moves. She presses herself a little more against Lucy, unable to resist at her envy. Of course, Lucy feels it and she bites her neck softly, making Ona gasp.
“You’re such a tease” Lucy smiles against her skin.
“Not my fault if the instructor is hot as hell” Ona smirks.
Her smile gets wider when Lucy kisses her right where she had bite her, before releasing her. Lucy misses Ona’s body against her almost immediately, but they are in public, and she really wants Ona to be able to send this ball on the other side of London.
“Come on, make me proud”
Just to tease Lucy, Ona bows her ass a little more than necessary. She doesn’t have to look back to know that Lucy’s eyes are probably glued to it, before taking all of her concentration to hit the ball the right way. Lucy told her not to close her eyes so she lets them open and just like that she’s able to see that her ball fly way away than before.
“Vamos!”
Ona raises her fist with a big smile, before turning to Lucy, who smiles at her with a mix of pride and fun. The older one comes closer to Ona, careful to the club.
“Told you” Lucy smiles at Ona before kissing softly her cheek.
Ona hums happily before she hands out the club to Lucy who doesn’t hesitate before she takes it. And when Ona is fully allowed to check her girl out when she prepares herself to shoot, she tells herself that golf isn’t actually that bad.
“Lucy”
There is a moment of silence.
“Lucia”
Lucy groans and stirs in her bed, before rolling on Ona, preventing her from making the slightest gesture. But the Spaniard just laugh, stroking Lucy’s naked back with her fingers.
“You’re going to be late for training” Ona whispers.
“Don’t have training” Lucy grumbles, her head hidden in Ona’s hair and neck.
“You didn’t tell me” Ona frowns.
“Surprise. Now sleep.”
Almost two hours later, it’s Lucy who wakes Ona up with tender stroke in her face. She’s actually tracing her freckles together and kiss the corner of Ona’s mouth when she realizes that the Spaniard is awake.
“Hola Princesa. Time to wake up.”
Ona sighs and stirs in the sheets, and she wonder if she already felt so comfortable and warm.
“Why aren’t you naked anymore?” Ona frowns when she realizes.
“Because I went to take some pastries, couldn’t do it undress, could I?”
Ona groans possessively at that. It makes Lucy smiles, and she kisses her softly, her thumb still caressing her jaw softly.
“We will need to eat and drink on the car though, we have to leave in thirty minutes” she adds, looking at her watch.
“Where are we going?” Ona asks with interest.
“Somewhere where you will be able to relax entirely” Lucy answers, taking Ona’s hand to make her sit on the bed.
“I’m totally relax now, just like I was last n…”
Ona begins before Lucy puts her finger on her lips to makes her quiet.
“No talk about sex otherwise we will need to start again, and we don’t have time for that now”
She smiles in front of Ona smirks but still gets up to grab a sport bag in her cupboard and leave the room.
“Twenty-eight minutes, Bonita.”
Twenty-four minutes later, they are in Lucy’s car, Ona freshly showered even if Lucy told her that it wasn’t necessary. She still wanted to feel fresh and comfortable. She’s drinking her coffee, trying to guess where they are going. Lucy’s Spotify being wracked with Spanish songs, they have Rosalia singing in the background.
“When will we be able to see each other again, after that?” Lucy asks softly.
She wanted to let that question for later, not wanting to kill the mood of the day. But the question is still in her mind pretty much all the time.
“I don’t know” Ona sighs softly. “We have our games almost always the same days. I won’t be able to watch you play often…”
“Well at least it means that we will have two days free at the same time” Lucy shrugs.
She was right. Ona nods softly, trying to remember the planning of their games. It hasn’t been posted online officially, but the team already have it.
“I will come to Barcelona next time, if that’s ok for you?”
“Of course it is” Ona smiles. “I miss having you there”
Lucy smiles softly at that. She hasn’t left since a very long time, the season hasn’t even started yet. But she understands very much what Ona means. She loves London, but she would have preferred to stay in Barcelona. They badly couldn’t assure her what she needed so here she was, but she’s longing to live with Ona again.
They arrive soon after at the right place, Ona looking around with a little smile.
“A Spa?”
“A Spa Day for my very talented and very tired girlfriend, who needs to be taken care of” Lucy confirms before stopping the car.
“I’m already very well taken care of, thanks to you” Ona smiles.
Lucy smiles back and leans between the two seats to steal a kiss. Ona seems indeed very much relaxed and rested than when she arrived at London several days before. But it was in Lucy’s plans, and she doesn’t have training today so they will have all day to enjoy it together.
Lucy passes her arm around Ona’s shoulder to take her in the main building, taking their bathrobes and everything they will need during their time here. It was during the week so not a lot of people are here, which is pretty enjoyable.
They start with the hot swimming pool before going to the massage Lucy asked for. Then, both of their stomachs start to groan, and they decided to go to eat something in the restaurant of the place.
“Thanks for all you organized during my stay” Ona says, above her burrata salad.
“It was the least I can do, Bonita. You really need to rest, or you will end up injuring. I can say it now, but I really was concerned about you.”
“I know”
Ona sighs softly, playing with a piece of tomato and her fork. She didn’t say everything to Lucy because she knows that the older one was already worried. She didn’t want to worry her even more.
“The hardest was to be mentally tired” Ona adds softly without looking at her girlfriend. “I felt like we weren’t considered at all. I don’t understand why the staff wanted to try new things every time and not going for things we know would have worked.”
Lucy hums only. She has a lot of ideas about it, but it’s maybe better for now not to add fuel to the fire. Ona is out of it for now and Lucy really hopes that Montse Tome will leave soon for someone better.
“Maybe when you will stop playing, you can become Spain’s coach” Ona says suddenly.
Lucy almost chokes on her food.
“I’m pretty sure Leah would ask for my name to be erased from all the cups and wins we’ve won since I’ve played” Lucy rolls her eyes.
Ona smirks, thoughtfully chewing her food. She never really met Leah, the last time she saw her was on a pitch and it was when she did her ACL. And for the coaching, she was joking, of course. Lucy isn’t really interested in becoming a coach after her career, she knows it. Plus, she’s not sure that the coach is allowed to have a relationship with one of her players.
When they finish their meal, Lucy proposed to Ona to go for a jacuzzi. They have the possibility to have a private room with one in it, as long as one is still free. Luck seems to be on their side because they managed to find one who is empty. Lucy steel pouts when she sees that they have a view on the swimming pool.
“They were some of them with the view on the park” she explains.
But Ona doesn’t seem to mind, shrugging before taking her bathrobe off. A smile had been on her face all day, much for Lucy’s pleasure. Ona’s smile is definitively one of her weak spots.
Well, Ona is her weak spot, she thinks when she sees her girlfriend coming closer to her before passing her arms around her neck.
“It’s perfect like this. With you next to me, I have the most perfect view anyway”
Lucy can only smile too, kissing her girl softly. That day is perfect, but just like the entire stay of Ona. They both know they will need to say goodbye to each other in several days, but everything is perfect for now and they couldn’t ask for more.
#woso imagine#woso fanfics#ona batlle#ona batlle imagine#lucy bronze#ona batlle x lucy bronze#lucy and ona#lucy bronze imagine#lucy bronze x ona batlle
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Sunflowers at sunset
PAIRING || College Student! Young! Tony Stark x College Student! Female! Reader
WORDCOUNT || 1.4K
SUMMARY || Ever since you went on your first date with none other than Tony Stark, you haven't been able to stop thinking about one another. As he plans a beautiful date where you cycle through sunflower fields before having a picnic, you can't help but fall even harder for this man. When you two finally share a breathtaking kiss, you can't help but wonder what life with him by your side will be like, but you're happy to find it out sooner rather than later.
RATING || Teen (T)
TAGS || College AU, young!Tony Stark AU, mutual pining, reader is described as tattooed.
A/N || Hi, all! And welcome to my first fill for the Under The Sea Bingo. I hope you will enjoy the stories coming out to fill my card, and I can't wait to see what you all think. I want to give a massive thank you to @ccbsrmsf1 for being just as excited as me during it all, but especially the proofreading! 🩵
EVENTS @fictionaldelightsbingo Under The Sea || Renting a bike + Cycling together + Fields filled with sunflowers + Covering their face with their hands from being flustered + Feeling warm just be being next to them
Photo: @ccbsrmsf1 || All the other graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin
Main Masterlist || Tony Stark || Young! Tony Stark || Under The Sea Bingo
“Nat! Nat, where are you?!” you exclaim as you run into your dorm room. The excitement from the message you just got is still evident as you smile broadly. Ever since you went on a date with your classmate, Tony Stark, you two haven’t been able to stop talking and texting, and now he’s asked you out on another date, for which you’ll need your roommate's help.
“What’s going on, Detka? Is the building on fire or something?” she says as she exits the bathroom, her fiery red hair half curled and half straight. You can barely supress a chuckle as you look at her, but you manage to do so long enough to show her the text you got from the guy you’re crushing on. Her features soften at the sight of the message, and you can’t help but smile as it does.
Sunshine, I can’t stop thinking about when I will see you again. Meet me at the coffee shop where we first met at 6.30 PM, and I promise to give you a night you won’t forget.
x Tony
“A night you won’t forget, huh? So, he’s going to take you somewhere very special and make love-”
“Nat, stop! He’s not going to ‘make love’ to me, as you call it. We’re just going out on a date and nothing else. If anything, we might kiss again, but I can reassure you nothing else will happen,” you tell her with a glare, and she shrugs before turning around, getting ready to finish her hair. As she does, you turn to your closet, getting ready to pick the perfect outfit for tonight, as you’re looking to make another impression on him.
“What do you think? Shall I wear a jumpsuit or a dress?” you ask Natasha, and she quickly answers with the word jumpsuit. You recently bought a black one with small sunflowers all over it that show off your tattoos beautifully, and ever since that moment, you’ve been looking for the perfect moment to put it on. Tonight is that moment, and you quickly put it on before admiring yourself in the mirror.
“You look stunning, Detka; I have a feeling Tony might not be able to keep his hands off you tonight when he sees you like this,” she says with a wink, and you can feel the heat surging through your cheeks as she does. It’s not like you haven’t fantasized about it, of course, but you and Tony aren’t even together yet, so for now, it will have to be nothing more than a fantasy.
Once you’re dressed, you put on your comfy sandals before putting on a light layer of make-up and putting your hair in such a way that it’s out of your face, and you’re ready to go. After one last greeting - and one more comment about you staying out as long as you want - you’re out the door, prepared to meet Tony at the coffee shop where you two met when you forgot your wallet on your first day of school.
Tony arrived a few minutes earlier, unable to wait any longer than he had to before meeting you, and you’re met with a beautiful sight as you’re walking towards him. He’s dressed in tight shorts that show off everything, paired with a button-up and some comfortable sneakers, with his glasses and usually messy hair, and he looks adorable with his flushed cheeks.
“Sunshine, hi,” he says when you’re in front of him, his arms wrapping you in a much-needed hug. As your arms wrap around him, you take a slight whiff of his cologne, and it’s like you’re on cloud nine all over again at the smell of it; your mind immediately wanders to your first date.
“You look beautiful tonight,” he says after he pulls away, his gaze slowly roaming over your outfit and the tattoos you’re proudly displaying. His fingers glide over a set of flowers on your arm, and goosebumps form everywhere he touches. Your entire body feels warm as you’re standing before him with a smile, rivaling the stars in the night sky for their beauty.
“Thank you, Tony,” you whisper shyly, and when he interlaces his fingers with yours, you happily let him as he guides you to your first stop of the night: a bike rental service. During your first date, you expressed how much you would love to go cycling in the evening to watch a sunset between a bunch of flowers, and that is precisely what he has planned - together with a picnic.
“Tony, are we doing what I think we’re doing?” you ask as you get on the bike he rented for you, and he nods excitedly as he gets on his own.
“That’s exactly what we’re going to do, Sunshine. I’ve been dreaming of watching the sunset with you, and I think I know the perfect place for it, where we will have a gorgeous view. Though none of the things we’re going to see will be as beautiful as you,” he says shyly, his cheeks turning bright red at his words, and you cover your face with your hands to hide how flustered his words make you.
“Hey, please don’t hide from me! I enjoy looking at you,” he admits, smiling widely when you remove your hands. He grabs one of your hands, kissing it softly on the back before letting go, ready to go cycling together to where you two will have a romantic picnic during the sunset. The entire way there, you and Tony are cracking jokes and sharing more serious moments, and when you cycle through the many fields filled with sunflowers, you can’t help but feel right at home.
“Here’s our stop,” he says eventually, and the sun casts a beautiful golden glow over the fields as you get off the bike, parking it next to the road so it’s not in anyone’s way - though not many people come here to begin with. Tony extends his hand, gently interlacing his fingers with yours before leading you to the picnic that Bruce had prepared not too long ago.
“I- wow,” you say softly as you look at the view, it being one never to forget, just as he promised. Then, you get an idea as you grab your phone from your bag and ask Tony if taking a few selfies in this lighting is okay. He happily agrees, and you two take a few selfies with the sunset in the background, the sunflowers, and a few where he kisses your cheek, which sets your entire body on fire.
Once you’re comfortable on the picnic blanket, Tony grabs a few pieces of fruit you love before feeding them to you, and of course, he eats a few himself, too. During the picnic, you and Tony keep scooching closer until you’re both sitting side by side, his arm wrapped around you while your hand traces abstract figures on his knee, a comfortable silence between you two.
Your head is lying in the crook of his neck, and he places a few kisses on the top of your head as you enjoy the view. Only one thing could make it better: a real kiss. As if he can sense the thoughts in your mind, he puts one of his fingers under your chin to lift your head, meeting your gaze as he leans in to kiss you.
His pink, soft lips make you feel like you’re floating outside your body, his hand gently cupping your cheek while his thumb rubs gently over your cheekbone. Neither of you is in a hurry, and the kiss seems to last forever as the sun sets. This is one of the best dates you have ever been on, and to kiss the man you’re crushing on between the sunflowers at sunset is a dream come true.
“Sometimes, I pinch myself to ensure I’m not dreaming with you, Sunshine. It’s an absolute honor that I have met you in this lifetime, and I hope that we will find each other in all lifetimes after this one, too,” he whispers with his forehead pressing gently against yours. You smile up at him before surprising him by kissing him gently on the tip of his nose, making him laugh in a way that makes your heart sing.
“I hope so too, Tony, because I know that none of those lifetimes will be complete without you in it,” you tell him, and this time you pull him in for a kiss. You never thought you’d experience falling in love, but now you realize that you haven’t been in love with anyone, only the idea of that person. Now that you are with Tony, however, you’re learning the meaning of true love, and you want to experience this for the rest of your life with him.
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Penance Chapter 2 Teaser - Full Chapter coming 6/12
Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Powered!Reader Teaser Words: 1,716 Chapter Warnings: Swearing, a little bit of angst, some fluff, mentions of death, mentions of injuries, mentions of canon violence Summary: ❝Thesus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. Thesus: Stain them. I don’t care.❞ It’s been a month and a half since Crane’s reign of terror was stopped, leaving Gotham to finally return to normal. But, what is normal? After everything Jason and you have been through, it seems normal might be some unobtainable dream state. But that’s not going to stop either of you from trying and maybe, you’ll get lucky in the end. At the end of it, the two of you have suffered enough, right? Right? A/N: I'm having problems with my taglist?? I'm trying desperately to get it to work properly so please bear with me lol I'm always going to post some sort of update when this fic will be posted just in case so you can search my blog under "penance" if you haven't been tagged in anything in a week!! A teaser or chapter will be posted every week!! You can add yourself to the tag list below, ask me to be tagged, or you can follow my library blog @jasntoddslibrary and turn on notifications if you prefer that!! I love feedback, I swear it keeps me posting on a weekly basis 😭
Jason heads out to find Tim, daunting his Red Hood gear and helmet. The drive isn’t too far from his safe house but it is raining tonight, on and off. Yesterday was nice, warm and no rain. It's a bit of a depressing contrast between the two days. The street lights reflect off the wet pavement and Jason isn't entirely sure what he's going to do when he gets there. All he knows is Tim will probably need help and he'll just take it from there. It's not exactly how he wants to approach any situation but he's not sure what Tim will even be doing.
Jason pulls up to a building across the street from an alley where some, surely, illegal deal of sorts is going down. Apparently, Tim is supposed to be here eventually so Jason parks the bike in the dark of his alley before he uses a grappling hook to get to the roof of the building just so he can see better. And then he waits.
Meanwhile, you've made your place on the roof overlooking the alley with the van, knowing this is where Tim will be. And you can’t help but feel excited to see him. You miss him a lot even if it is a little hard to be happy it's under the circumstances of Robin. There's also the bit of dread and excitement over seeing Jason, working with Jason.
Seeing him means there's going to have to be some sort of conversation over the two of you being unable to pick up a phone and call each other. There's going to be some sort of conversation about everything that happened. It's going to bring back all of the pain all over again. Will you even be able to pick up where you left off? Or will you fall into an awkward dance where you both just fumble over each other until Tim leaves? Or will it be worse? But, seeing him, being around him, always felt the most like home and you really hope he's okay and happy. You're excited just to see how he's doing.
You're laying on your stomach to take cover while you watch over the ledge but your fingers tap wildly against the pavement at the thought. It’s the hope this goes okay, that he doesn’t hate you. That Tim is happy to see you both. That Tim doesn’t get killed in the first five minutes of being Robin. Excitement, dread, and anxiety flood your system. Why did you agree to this?
Commotion starts from below you and you see Tim on the top of a car while the goons are loading their van. Even in the low light, you can tell the suit is a little different than Jason's and Dick's. The cape definitely is with its jagged edges and it's longer. It fits him actually. You stand on the edge of the roof, grappling hook in hand and knife in the other, ready to slide down the second things get out of hand.
Tim handles himself okay at first but then they outnumber him and they’re faster than he is and better. You know Tim has had a few training sessions but by the looks of it, they could not have been very long or helpful. Things start looking pretty bad for him so you use the grappling hook to lower yourself down but before your feet even hit solid ground, shots ring through the alley, taking out one of the men and then the other. Just as your feet hit the ground, you nail the last one with a knife, turning to face down the alley with your arms crossed. And there he is, walking confidently with a gun in hand.
Of course, he beat you to it.
Jason's eyes widen behind his helmet. He did not expect to see you tonight. Kind of like last night, seeing you throws him off. It's a bit jarring somehow. Gotham might be a big city but you travel in the same circles, it was bound to happen. Just...two nights in a row seems...odd.
“I had that covered.” You state through your mask.
Jason can taste his heartbeat in his throat as he keeps closing the distance between you. Your mask always muffled your voice a little but it's still his favorite sound. He can feel his cheeks burning and a smile desperate to cross his lips. Jason bites it back, trying to keep his composure.
“Where the fuck did you even come from?” Jason quips back.
You point to the roof. “Clearly. And you?” You question, keeping your voice flat and curious, trying to conceal your own nerves.
Jason points a thumb over his shoulder. “Clearly.” He echoes as he stands next to you.
It all clicks then, this was definitely a setup by Dick. Of all fucking people, Dick Grayson is doing this shit? Jason swears up and down this is getting ridiculous. Bruce, Molly, Gar, Dick? They are all trying to get them to communicate and...maybe they have a point even if Jason never wants to admit it. Not when two of those people are Bruce and Dick. But, he can’t focus on that or how this is sending his head into a tailspin.
He needs to help Tim which means he can't let his feelings for you get in the way even if ignoring them is one of the hardest things he's ever done. He has to act normal and like being next to you doesn't make him want to explode. He needs to keep his cool, keep the smile from ripping apart his lips because even if this is a setup and he should be mad, he misses you so fucking much it physically pains him. He can't find himself to be mad because you'll never abandon Tim so even if you don't speak to Jason while you help him, at least he gets to see you as you. Like old times even if it doesn’t last and for that, Jason is happy.
Jason reaches behind his head, releasing the helmet before he takes it off and you swear you swallowed your heart. He looks so good. “Who the fuck are you supposed to be?” Jason calls, eyes locked on Tim and you think you've melted at the sound of his voice.
His voice is somehow better than you remember it. A little calloused, a little rough, but not too deep. It always fit him so well and you've never been so thankful to have a mask that covers the lower half of your mouth because your lips are curling into the most uncontrollable smile. Every piece of reservation you had about seeing him completely flies out of the window.
Jason Todd has always had his type of gravitation pull like a planet lost in the universe and you've just been sucked right back into it.
You miss him so fucking much.
Tim looks down to his chest, right at the R symbol before he looks back to Jason. “I’m Robin.” Tim states as if Jason should have known.
The subtle hint of a smile comes over Jason’s lips seeing someone else in the Robin suit. It’s weird because it almost feels…hurtful. It hurts a little seeing someone else in a position where he was, not in a jealous way but in a way that he is reminded that was him. He was Robin and he fucked up and now he’s not. It hurts in the way he’s reminded of it being ripped away from his bloody hands. The suit is different, Jason clocks almost every difference in the first few seconds but it is similar. Jason was beaten to death in something similar with the same mantle. There’s almost this part of him that even worries about it. Robin didn’t work for Dick. He didn’t die as Robin but it didn’t work for him. Jason was killed. Where’s that going to leave Tim?
On the other hand though, there is something about someone else taking up Robin that feels good. Jason died but Robin didn’t. Robin never had to die with Jason and he shouldn’t. The people need a Robin and he doesn’t really know Tim but you do and Gar does. He trusts you both and Tim looks thrilled to be here. It’s a mix but there is something kind of nice seeing the resurrection of Robin.
“Hey.” You chime as you walk closer to him.
Tim’s smile splits his face. “Hey, how’d you know I’d be here?”
“Molly tracked you the second a Robin showed up. Knew it was you.” You laugh softly before you pull him into a gentle hug. “You should have told me.” You say as you pull away, your hands coming to his shoulders as you look over the suit, noticing all the difference between this one and Jason’s.
“Yeah, I thought I could handle this.” Tim chuckles sheepishly, realizing he was a little in over his head tonight but not lacking in any of his confidence to do this job.
“Clearly, you were wrong.” Jason closes the distance between you. “You’re lucky we showed up when we did.” Jason stands right beside you as you drop your hands from his shoulders, maybe you looking over the suit makes him want to chew his tongue out of his mouth.
“Yeah, I got that.” Tim nods his head. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” The smile reaches your eyes as you beam back at Tim.
Jason’s eyes narrow at you slightly. You seem awfully happy. He knows Tim is your friend but you just seem overly happy or maybe he’s in his own head about it. He just remembers that day picking you up from Titans Tower and it was...similar. It's like he's getting stabbed in the chest and the base of his throat knowing you were not happy to see him tonight. The very thought of your feelings disappearing makes him feel like his rib cage might collapse on itself. So, he pushes it away as far as he possibly can and bites back his own words, trying to just be relieved you look happy instead of pissed off Dick set you up. He’s just thankful you haven’t run away. Yet.
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Can you do a Daryl x new!gn!reader (if that's okay)
Basically he's going on a run with reader to find more food and about the transportation as reader was prepping they find out that their traveling via bike (Daryl's motorcycle) and they basically have an awkward conversation about how they don't know how to ride a bike and he just stands there, pops a helmet on to their head and walk off, swinging his keys.
They follow him and see they're taking a motorcycle and just silently recant.
Helmets and Leather Jackets | Daryl x new!gn!Reader!
A/N: heyyy!!! i hope you enjoy the story and let me know if there are any more wonderful ideas out there you want me to write!!! its genuinely been nice having a writing platform and being able to separate from school!!! you guys are amazing, you have been loving all my daryl stories and it makes me so happy!!!
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You had been on the road for a long time before the people of Alexandria found you and brought you in. You were new and unfamiliar with the people there for so long. That was until the group that had changed Alexandria made you feel welcomed. Daryl at first was apprehensive, but he remembered what it was like to be out in that world.
It was a few months before he took you out on a run, that started your relationship with Daryl. Many of the times you took the cars, feeling free about being able to drive.
“You're a good driver,” Daryl told you. You smiled at him as you continued driving down the road. Those runs were always the highlight of your week. Being in the community made you feel uneasy, you could tell that Daryl felt the same.
It was months later when Darly pulled out his bike. You stopped walking when you spotted it.
“We are taking the bike?” you questioned him. Darly glazed at the bike.
“Yea” he said bluntly, “what ya never rode before?” “Daryl…no I haven't” you told him.
“Wait ya never rode before?” he questioned, the keys to the bike swinging into his hand
“No!” you said laughing a bit, “that bad?” “Nah” Daryl said, “how come?”
“Oh? My dad never rode and I never had a rebellious teenage riding stage…”
“Hm.I'll teach ya” Daryl told you. Your face flattened, a tab bit of fear took over. He walked over to you, sliding the helmet over your head. Daryl whistled slightly as he walked off the keys he had swinging as he went to his bike.
“Daryl wait” you said but before you could protest more you were put onto the bike. “I do not like this at all”
“Ya will” was all he said. Darly got on in front of you, putting his hands on the bars, and started up the bike. You instantly gripped onto Daryl.
“Damit Daryl,” you muttered. He slowly walked the bike out and slowly let the bike pull you both forward. Once Daryl lifted his legs your arms squeezed him tighter.
The hum of the bike slowly started to become a comfort for you, the way the wind passed by and the world slowed down. This was better than a car. You could feel yourself let go and feel free like you did every time you left the confines of Alexandria. Darly smiled from in front of you, he could see the happiness on your face. This was what he wanted, to show you that the world was more freeing than you thought.
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UPP OC BACKSTORY AND STUFF TIME!!! (plus occasional doodles)
plenty of this is spitballing, so i haven't fully cemented anything. it's all a bunch of yapping, so I'll put a tldr at the bottom to explain it in simpler terms lol. anyways,,,
Oakley moved to Deadwood when she was about 12. Right before the beginning of her 7th grade year. I feel like she definitely went down the fnaf to ghost hunting pipeline. I don't even know if that's a real pipeline, but it was for me. So she basically knew all the terms and stuff.
from what i can tell, upp was just a bunch of kids that liked ghost hunting, though ive seen the idea of all the kids in upp having ghost themed powers, kinda like wiwis but not as,,, wiwi. ill talk more about it later.
Despite knowing a bit about ghost hunting, Oakley would never have done it before. She lived in a highly populated area, not too far from the coast and one of Prime's big cities (I'm thinking near new haven, but NH might not be on the coast). There weren't any super old buildings in bike-riding distance for Oakley to explore. Plus one big thing with ghost hunting is that you dont! go! alone! (i'm really really tempted to make a post on how will maybe did this and it lead to him falling off a cliff. idk). Anyways, she's very skeptical of the actual existence of ghosts. This is one of the times I'm pulling out of my own life for that. If you've ever watched Buzzfeed Unsolved, she's Shane. She does think ghost hunting is very cool, however. (it makes sense to me, as a person who is a skeptic irl)
As I said earlier, she moved right before the beginning of 7th grade. She moved with her mom to live with her nana. There's a couple reasons for this. 1) Ol' nana silvia was up there in age, her mom wanted to keep an eye on her an all that. 2) If you can imagine, rent prices right outside of New Haven are expensive as fuck. And nothing beats the 2 acre backyard that Oakley's mother, Mae, grew up with. Like,,, sure the place was a little freaky, but that's most old places anyways.
So they move. Oakley is lowkey highkey pissed about the move. She understands, mostly, but she *really* doesn't want to move, obviously. Aside from the fact that she'd be leaving her friends behind, she's been on plenty of trips to Deadwood. That place is freaky. Mae convinces her that it's not really that bad, the house is old, it just needs some renovating.
obviously thats not the case. oakley continues being pretty much oblivious to the ghosts, blaming it on some weird noises or something until she finally comes face to face with one.
for my ideas on the whole ghost sight stuff. I like the idea that being able to see ghosts, even a little bit, is somewhat common in Deadwood. an idea i thought was funny is that Oakley could just,,, hear the ghosts *really* well. hence why she can be such a skeptic while everyone else is like "WHAT THE FUCK IS THTATTTTTT". otherwise, her being a ghost beacon would be really funny. like she walks in a room and the ghosts in said room are able to interact with people/objects or talk more. finally, she could just have normal sight idk.
Around the current point in PD, she's just graduated high school. I think she ended up staying in town for one reason or another. I have a few ideas. I think by the time she graduated, she still didn't fully know what she wanted to do, hence why she stayed home. She's currently 19 ish, taking college courses online while she keeps and eye on her mother and the nearby ghosts. She probably still hangs around the upp who stayed around. Probably will come up with more stuff in the future.
OTHER STUFF: -She skateboards, though Deadwood is a lot of gravel roads, so it's kind of difficult -draws a bunch. if you didn't see my other post about her, she draws on her pants and whatnot. -she paints her nails on occasion before forgetting about them and letting them chip before she repaints them months later -she was that kid that always said "im leaving this town right after i graduate." (me core) -indecisive as hell -can be pretty sarcastic, to the point it gets annoying sometimes. she tones it down as she gets older.
TLDR: Girl with ghost sight moves to live with her grandma in 7th grade, realizes she has some sort of ghost sight, shenanigans ensue.
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I've had the motivation of a baked potato this week
#I'm just so *tired* like. physically. exhausted. my allergies are kicking my ass and I'm so fuckin tired#I haven't been able to do my bike at all and I feel like a piece of shit for it#and then I feel like a piece of shit for feeling like a piece of shit#cause I'm constantly trying to remind myself like it's ok it's ok to miss days here and there a week it's ok#as long as I get back to it. even 1 day a week is more than 0 which is where I was before I got the bike#I just hate this I hate that mentally I am like the biggest bitch in the world.... to *myself*#I'm trying so hard not to get a migraine and my body is just *so tired* and idk man I'm just 😞#erin explains it all
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Yoontopia | Chapter 3 {Dresses and touches}
⟡ Warnings: Strong language, depression, mental health issues, references to self harm, references to violence, references to sexual assault, manic episodes, smoking, risky behavior, jealousy, smut.
⟡ 18+ (minors DNI, some chapters have mature content)
⟡ Best friend's older brother x OC
⟡ Summary: When dress shopping turns into more than just shopping in a dress room where Yoongi pushes boundaries.
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Violet Pov:
Getting off work today Yoongi is taking me to go shopping for the dress. Shopping is a pain in the ass let alone being curvy. Everyone stares and nothing looks how it's meant to on my body. I pack my bag up, take off my heels, slide on my boots, a suit and boots yeah that totally looks okay, not. Yoongi has seen me at my worst anyways, there is always this comfortability with him. I don't have to act nor do I have to put up a front. Whatever I'm feeling is what I feel and he accepts it. As I'm about to leave, of course the goons have something to say.
"You going out with that guy again, violet you could do better don't you think?"
"I bet he is using you as a safe goat if he ever gets caught"
That's it they pissed me off, walking up to one of them and sticking my finger in his chest "you know what, Mark you're only saying that because you're friends with Jackson. So what if he makes me happy and actually fucking appreciates me huh? Someone who is a better man than Jackson ever was. So how about you fuck off and let me live, Yoongi brings out the best in me and makes me feel things that Jackson could never. I may be a little selfish, because I wanna keep him to myself but just a little longer and I'll set him free so for fucking once Mark leave me the fuck alone."
They are standing there in shock and slowly back off from me. Fixing my black coat and zipping it up since it can get cold with the wind riding, but what Vi didn't see was Min Yoongi standing there around the corner coming to get you. He wanted to help you hold your bag, make sure you didn't forget and worked late. He doesn't know what you think. You practically confessed your love for him to someone else, but why couldn't you do it to him, and set him free. What does that mean?
He turns around and goes around the hall so you don't see he heard it all, yeah play it cool Yoongi you can ask her later enjoy the time with her while you have it because it can all fall apart in seconds for all he knows. Fixing your coat, grabbing your bag and starting to walk down the hall and needing to say bye to the security guard you always make sure to bring him his banana milk. "Bye Kook, have a good shift." He is a closing shift guard so you get him as he wakes up for the day so at lunchtime you bring him banana milk he loves. "Bye violet, thanks for the drink again. How do I ever repay you?"
Turning to look at him and give him a smile "I don't need repayment Kook, everyone needs someone watching out for them" and you turn on your heels, walking out the door the sun is out shining bright you haven't seen sunlight all day been stuck on research for a case. It's going to be a nice day to be on the bike to get some sun and just feel alive. Smiling as you see Yoongi's bike parked, but no Yoongi now where could that man have gone. He can't go far lost in thought, your brows crease. He is around the corner planning to grab you, scare you always been an easy scare. As you pull out your phone to call him he jumps out and wraps his arms around you from behind.
"Vi, you ready to go try on dresses?" He goes to your ear like he's telling you a secret "I'm gonna need a fix though, because I won't be able to handle seeing you all dressed up. I nearly died when you went to prom" turning your head to look at him your eyes go wide as you see the gummy smile he has on.
"Yoon do you mean that? Why didn't you say anything at prom?" blinking at him and you can see his throat do a gulp. "Well you know you and Hans banned Ma, Pop, and me from saying anything how y'all looked also didn't wanna come off the wrong way to the others Violet'' he shrugs as he looks away from my face he has a slight tinge of red to his cheeks. Cute.
"Well thank you Yoon, but next time you better tell me because that night I felt so ugly even though I was dressed up, but standing next to Hans I knew I wouldn't compare and who had a date? Hans and I was the third wheel"
"You know Vi, I wanted to ask you as friends of course but being already graduated. Also your best friend's brother. I didn't wanna push boundaries. I wished I maned up and asked you cause to spend that night with would have been a fucking dream."
Humming in response not finding words to respond with after he just said turning to him and giving him a hug "Well looks like we'll have a do over Min Yoongi. Let's go shopping"
Pulling away looking at him in the eyes and I see a spark flash in them "I need my fix Vi." Reaching into my pocket and grabbing a lollipop, unwrapping, putting it in my mouth, and running down the stairs. "Looks like you're gonna have to steal it." Yelling as I go down the stairs.
"Vi I swear if you fall and hurt yourself there's no remorse coming from me, you clumsy ass!" he is starting to try and catch up to me getting to the bottom of the stairs before he does and I stare up at him as I take a seat on his bike and pull my lollipop out crossing my arms.
"What took you so long Yoon? Gotta get the dress shopping done so we can make it to the aquarium remember case is closed I won. " giving him a smirk popping the lollipop back in and he rolls his eyes at me.
Yoongi Pov:
This woman will be the death of me. She is in a suit and on my bike waiting for me and I wish I would just go between her legs, grab her face and finally kiss her. Min Yoongi you are just the best friends brother get your mind out of the gutter. "Oh yeah, Vi looks like we gotta find the perfect one for you, then we gotta tell Lewis you won so you can buy him all his lettuce huh?" She nods her head and smile with that fucking lollipop.
Sweet. Sweet. Pineapple.
Taking my backpack off to get her helmet out, my bag left mine on her seat. She is looking at me tapping her thighs god those thick thighs. Stop. Yoongi. Zipping my backpack, I intentionally put nothing else in it, grabbing her bag, shoving it into my backpack, setting it next to the bike. I walk up to her and tap her chin to look up at me. She blinks at me with that fucking lollipop.
"Vi you can't have a lollipop in your mouth you know that" she shrugs and blinks at me. "Looks like you'll have to steal it Yoon" I take a deep breath and take everything in me to not lose the control I have had for so long. I bend down to her ear and risk what I'm saying. "Looks like I'll just have to take it then from a bad girl, and bad girls don't get what they want huh?" She turns her head slightly, shakes her head no understanding and her lips part and I reach for the lollipop stick and pop it in my mouth.
Sweet. Sweet. Pineapple.
She looks at me like I just did something she never expected. "Violet, you know it's bad to leave your mouth open." Tapping her chin, she just slowly closes her mouth. I put her helmet on her, buckle it for her making sure it's tight enough, the shield is open. I see her wide gray eyes staring at my every movement. God her eyes pull me in and take me to my utopia with those silk sheets over our bodies. She's not just laying next to me but she is on top of my lap and looking at me in my eyes. We could be talking, joking around, or fucking and those eyes will be my weakness. Two of those I can do on a regular occurrence but the other? No it'll never happen and that Vi will live in my utopia in the home she has built there. Her home, it's not mine anymore.
When I get done I bite down on the lollipop, take the stick out and toss it on the ground looking her in the eyes "I'ma need another one later Vi later, but time to go. It's time for my backpack to be behind me" Nodding her head and I push the face shield down, putting the backpack straps over her arms. She stands up. I swing my leg over, putting my arm out for her to grab onto. She swings her leg over, putting her feet on the pegs, scoots down and attaches herself to me. She wraps her arms around me and intertwines her fingers.
I start my bike and give her thigh a tight squeeze
"You ready, Vi. You're gonna look like a fucking goddess" kicking the stand and rev my bike and take off, turning the volume up already having her playlist playing since I was listening to it already. "Yoon you already have it playing. Look what I'm doing to you"
God does she know what she is doing to me.
We have a decently long ride to get to the mall, that just means I get to have her wrapped around me longer.
Violet Pov:
"Hey Yoon you think they'll have something for me" there is nothing ahead of us yet I find his hand making its way to my thigh, his thumb rubbing in circles those black leather gloves. I don't know why But they stir up those butterflies in my stomach. "Violet, sweets they will have the perfect dress for you that will fit all your curves and make you feel like a thousand words.''
Trying to remove your hand and he takes his hand away from your thigh, he places his hand over your hands on his stomach. "No. Violet safety."
"Okay, Yoon I just wanted to hold your hand"
"Oh so you admit it this time, well then here Vi."
He grabs your hand from on top and locks his hand on top so if he needs to use his hand he can quickly take it away. Feeling my cheeks turn red thank god for the helmet, looking at the cars passing by you wish you could see him again like when you would ride behind Hana. "You think Hana would be mad at us? You know being close?"
He squeezes my hand and releases it as he goes to tap my knee to turn left, bracing and leaning my body with him. "Ya know she always said, if she could have you a part of the family she would. Doesn't matter what way that happened."
"What do you mean Yoon, you wanna marry me now?"
"I mean I already know how you taste might as well make you family. Hold on Vi let's have some fun"
He down shifts and takes off on an open bridge, you tighten your thighs and arms and make a scream "I'm gonna get married"
"That you are Vi, one day" he laughs and continues to go as fast. At this moment it feels like it's just us on the road, no one else. He squeezes my right thigh "hard right Vi" and as he follows through with the turn you hold on like never before. Maybe you could get used to this with him.
Hell do you even need a bike anymore?
Was that crush you made yourself push deep down worth it now?
Yoongi Pov:
Grabbing and squeezing her knee one more time as we pull into the mall to go shopping, she squeezes a little tighter today. This banter we have goin' on I can't read too much into it. I can't let myself fall and stumble I have came too far and even if that means loving her from a distance and just have some fun I will. We pull into a spot and kick the stand, putting my arm out for her to swing her leg over and get off. She comes and stands in front of me waiting for me to take her helmet off. I get off my bike, take my helmet off and smooth out my hair. She comes and sits on my seat as I set my helmet on her spot.
Tapping her chin "Look up at me, Vi" she tilts her head up unbuckling her helmet, taking it off her head, and smoothing out her hair for her. "There you go pretty"
Her mouth parts and she looks at me like she is in shock I called her pretty. "Vi, you know you're gorgeous right? I have always thought that since the first time I laid my eyes on you." she shakes her head at me "You never said Yoon."
"But didn't my actions ever show you, silly?" She looks at me confused, her brows crease looking for an answer in her head. Stepping forward as she sits on my seat putting myself in between her thighs as she bites her lip nervously. Fuck hold it together Yoongi.
"Violet look at me right now" she locks eyes with me, those gray eyes staring back at me searching for answers she has never noticed. I'm going to lay them all out for her.
"Violet Rose. Did you ever notice how I would literally stare at you anytime you were in our house. when you learned how to backpack, how I was insistent you ride with me because I didn't want no guy to think they could have you, how I literally called you princess all of middle school? Huh? You think it was just to bother you Violet? No it was because your beauty is otherworldly. You hear me Violet. I want you to say it back tell me. Tell me you're beautiful"
Grabbing her hips, pulling her off my bike, Putting my fingers under her chin to look at me. She is blinking at me in shock. I know I said too much may have gone too far, but I can't stand and watch her not love herself. "Y-you said my middle name you never use it Yoon"
"I'm waiting, Violet Rose."
"I- I'm b-beautiful."
"See, was that so hard, Vi?"
Nodding her head "Yeah, it was everyone besides you and Hans told me I was ugly Yoon."
Placing my hand on her cheek and rubbing up and down. "Well maybe that's cause' we're the only ones who matter. We see you for you. Now let's go get you that dress. I know that body of yours has changed and I'm ready to see it in all of its glory"
"You sure Yoon? Cause' I have done my own damage to my body"
"Vi what do you mean, huh?"
"I guess, You'll see Yoon."
"So help me god Violet, if it's what I think you're gonna see another side of me" she places her hand on top of the hand that's on her cheek and pulls it down. "Promise me, no pinky promise you won't see me different" she is holding out her other pinky waiting for me to kiss, accept it.
"Violet Rose I'll never see you differently you're still the same girl I met all those years, from my sister who never left me alone. I accepted it. I Accepted you the day I met you. You are in my life for a reason."
Holding out my pinky to her not knowing what I'm committing to, but with her I'll walk to hell and back on my knees. Locking our pinkies together looking her in the eyes and placing a kiss on my pinky as she does after me and stamping out thumbs together.
"Pinky"
"Swear"
"Time to go shopping, Vi. You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be Yoon"
I grab the backpack from her and place her Helmet inside. Choosing to leave mine on the bike if it's stolen I don't care as long as she has a helmet that's what matters. I hold my hand for her to walk into the mall. I see her chest rising up and down. Why would dress shopping be so nerve wracking I know it's hard for her to find sizing which is honestly fucking bullshit it's a body it shouldn't be ashamed, left out but that's another topic. She wraps her whole fist around my pointer finger.
Something about her being small makes me smile, yeah we are crossing some boundaries, but maybe it's time to do it. It's been over twelve years in the making. It's time I need to step up to the plate and take the risk. As we walk into the mall she is by my side and I see the nervous little girl who would walk into her homeroom class looking back at me like she was going into hell after I encouraged her each and every year to just take the first step into class if she wasn't with Hans. I'm going to make this the best shopping trip she has ever had.
"How about we go get a snack, Vi?" Looking down at her. She smiles and hums in response.
"Smoothies Yoon!"
"Yeah we can get smoothies bubs."
Violet Pov:
Walking into the store we both have smoothies. We both got orange, mango, and pineapple. There are dresses lined everywhere. I start to look where my sizing is always the smallest section. Hopefully they have something either black or white since it's black and white theme. "Yoon, do you have your outfit?"
"Don't worry about me Kay? Today is for you" what you didn't know was that the night he came home he called Jin on his way home, told him about it and said he needed help and of course Jin called Hobi over by the time he was home he was already there. They stayed up all night going through what Hobi brought and all the closets in the house to find the perfect outfit that is not a suit. He'll wear whatever, but a suit? No chance in hell unless vi asked it of him.
"Hey Yoon you go take a seat and I'll shop around okay?"
"Will that make you comfortable or are you saying that because you feel bad I'm here?"
Slowly holding out my hand with my index and middle finger out "Uh number two."
"Well then I'm staying."
Well that is Yoongi should've guessed it, stubborn as always.. I start looking at the dresses their is a small section and I see few dresses that would go with the theme already grabbing them off the rack without even checking what they look like since you know one of these you'll be stuck with, and as you grab the three dresses off the rack Yoongi's hand comes and take the hooks in your hand. "You will never carry your own stuff when you're with me Vi." your cheeks turn a light pink, you take a sip of your smoothie as he starts to walk to the dressing room area. He looks so comfortable doing this with you. How?
Going to an empty dressing room he walks in, hangs the dresses up for you. Looking at him as he comes to you. He is wearing something different than his normal all black. A pair of dark washed jeans, light gray hoodie, a sweat shirt on top of it with some design on it and a black jacket. He always has to have his black jacket. "Hey Yoon you can go look around at some other stores if you want"
He walks out the dressing room and look you dead in the eyes. "And what if I wanna be in this store you gonna kick me out, Vi?" He comes and gives you a hug. You accept it yeah you backpack him a lot riding, but this feels different when he comes up to you to hug you, wraps you up in his arms. He runs his hand through your hair and takes a deep breath, you can hear his heart beating fast.
"Now I wanna see those dresses on you, Vi. Only if you let me." Nodding your head to him in his chest it feels nice to be close to him why? No, that stupid crush needs to be buried six feet under and never see light again. "I'ma need a fix. You got another lollipop?"
Reluctantly unwrapping your arms around him reaching into your pocket, taking the lollipop and unwrapping it putting t it in your mouth. "I told you I'm a sugar addict Yoon."
Pineapple your favorite flavor.
He looks at you like you just stole his heart, his eyes flash, you see the glossy eyes he is staring at you with and he slowly steps forward. You back up with each step he takes, finding yourself against the wall. His hand finds its way to your hip. He looks down at you, yeah you have been close but like this? Never. "Violet you know you can't take my lollipop" he slowly bends down to your ear "Do you wanna be forever on the back of my bike, because that can be arranged wife" lips parting looking at him and he takes the lollipop stick from you and pops it in his mouth.
Yoongi Pov:
Giving her hip a squeeze "Now go try on those dresses I'll be out here waiting. If there's one you don't want me to see then don't show me, but I know you'll look perfect in every one"
There is no chair so I squat and clasp my hands together waiting to see what she's gonna look like. I haven't seen her dressed up since prom and god did I go to heaven and back that night. "Ugh" I hear from the dressing room. "Vi, you good?" About to stand up to check on her but she speaks up as I'm about to "Just one will only work Yoon I should have looked at the sizes, but they were in the spot"
"That's okay Vi I'm sure it'll be perfect" I hear her sigh and I know it's tough on her, but if my only mission in life is to see her love her body I will. What Yoongi doesn't see in the dressing room is you're struggling with the zipper. You can't zip it up to the top, your arms are too short.
"Uh Yoon can you help with the z-zipper?"
Standing up to walk to the dressing room I hear the click of the door unlocking and as I open it she is standing there, hands covering her body as much as she can. God I can't even see the whole thing it's perfect. It hugs your waist, wrapping flawlessly around your body to show the road map that people will have to work for. That I need to work for. Pulling your arms down I need a full view. Eyes searching and roaming all over your body, I want to picture you like this forever. Taking a few steps forward after I shut, lock the door behind me. How could anyone as beautiful as you could think you're a monstrosity you're fucking devine.
"Turn around, Vi please" she turns around as she does. I see her backside the way the dress hugs every point of her body, just waiting for someone to learn the road map. "So beautiful" I whisper to myself. Stepping up to her she is staring at the corner to not look at herself in the mirror. I slide my fingers down her back and her skin gets goose bumps on her upper arms. Cute.
Grabbing a hold of the zipper and zipping it up to the top of her back.
"You're gorgeous, Vi"
"Stop, you're just saying it Yoon."
"I'm fucking serious Violet Rose" I pull her close to me and make her face the mirror, run my hand down her arm. I see the blush to her cheeks, the pin prick goose bumps on her arms, the gaze trying to not look at herself. Trailing my eyes down her body, I see the slit and her hand trying to cover her thigh, pulling her hand away her soft skin is shown..I see something I never thought I'd see on her body scars.
What did she do...when...how long? Answers I need but right now I need to make feel like she is the most beautiful woman ever. We all fight our demons, I'm trying to fight hers and mine for both of us.
Putting my hand under her chin giving her a light tap, making her look at herself in the mirror. Our eyes lock in the mirror. I'm behind her in an intimate way, closer than I have been with her. Yeah she has been behind me but this right here is intimate before it was because we had to. I let go of her chin, eyes still locked, moving my other hand to her hip.
"Look at you, Violet.'' God she is gorgeous. Running my hand down her arms, brushing lightly down. Our hands meet, dancing with her fingers tapping. Breathe Yoongi dont show her you're freaking out slightly.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
She takes a breath and it brings me back a little bit. I'm going to push this boundary to show her how gorgeous she is. Let her know I see now what she meant when she said to promise to not think of her differently. My finger skims from her fingertips to her hip, nudging my nose to her neck "Look how pretty you are, huh? I want you to say it." as my fingers get lower on her hip she sucks in as I get closer to the slit. "Yoon, you didn't see okay" looking at her in the eyes I can see the worry behind those wide gray eyes, but also a nervousness to them. If she was touching me in any way I'd be pushing it all down to hide what she is making me feel. My weaknesses aren't shown that easily, but I think she already has a gasp on being a weakness of mine.
"We'll talk about this later Violet, but right now I want you to see how beautiful you are" my fingers caress her thigh that is exposed rubbing circles on the scars that she did to herself. She is fighting some inner demons in front of me. I can see in those eyes the way her body is stiff.
"I- I'm beautiful" she left out a little laugh at the end not because it's funny but she can't believe she is saying it let alone have Yoongi behind her guiding her to love herself.
"That's it." giving her nod she did it. "Say it again, go on." She fixes her posture which only allows me to be closer to her.
"I'm beautiful" and at the end she makes a small smile looking at herself up and down. This is not how a friend nor a best friend's brother talks to someone, but right now I'm more than that. "Bout' time you see it, Vi."' Giving her thigh a squeeze is what she feels like when I give her a squeeze for a turn. I see the goose bumps spread to her forearms now. "Good job, Princess." Pressing a kiss to the back of her head "Did I make you uncomfortable, Vi? I never want to do that" she shakes her head no relief casts over both our bodies.
I'm playing with fire, and neither of us need to get burned. Well I can get burned, I'll accept my fate.
Giving her one last squeeze, whispering in her ear. "It's the one Vi. Let's go get you a necklace to match" and as I'm about to step out I unzip the dress, unlock the door, stepping out to the side shutting the door standing in front of it. I Rest my back on the door. My heart is beating out of my chest, catching up to me. What's wrong with me? I have always been good with girls. never panicked before. Taking a deep breath fuck I need a cig I'm getting an addicted. Knocking on the door "Vi I need a fix." I hear my heartbeat trying to take me out. She hums in response, opening the door. She stands there with a dress in her arm, a lollipop unwrapped waiting for me to take.
"I think You're getting addicted Yoon."
"Oh you have no idea, Vi."
Taking the lollipop from her hand she bites her lip as I pop it in my mouth. I grab the dress from her arm turning on my heels to go pay for it, she grabs my arm I turn around confused "You can't buy it Yoon. I make enough money."
"And what kind of second prom date would allow a queen to buy her dress? Huh?" Continuing to walk to the counter setting it down to pay she is in her pouting stage. I have seen it so much her bottom lip puckered out, her brows crossed looking at me. After I pay, I take the bag off the counter. "Thank you, sir" nodding in response to the cashier. I don't have time to pay attention to anyone other than the girl behind me with her arms crossed like a child.
Violet Pov:
As we walk out the store I'm holding onto the straps of the bag he is too, these strings connecting us together like magnets. Yoongi is walking a little faster than me leading the way. I stop walking which in turn makes him stop turning back as we are both holding the bag.
"Hey what's up?"
"Did. Did you mean it Min Yoongi?" He steps up in front of me, places his hand on my cheek as I look up to him. "Every single word, every single touch Violet Rose. Now let's go get you that jewelry"
He slowly lets go of my face and I see so much behind those eyes they tell a story I know he struggles, just doesn't say. Walking into the store and looking at all the cases my finger skims over the glass like a child picking out a toy. Staring down at a pair of necklaces that have a little silver square on the end with two keys next to it. It looks like the couple type. It makes you push all those feelings down again, bury them six feet under, turn around and Yoongi is no longer standing behind you. Seeing him at the same case you were looking at with a sales lady. "Can I just do some earrings Yoon?" he is talking to the sales lady, Just nods his head.
"Whatever you want, Vi." he smiles at me. Pointing to a pair of small silver hoops "These ones Yoon." he nods his head and tells the sales lady to ring them up.
"Now you go outside and wait."
"Why?"
"I know you'll die when you hear the price." of course you will even though you have a good salary you're still stuck on buying the cheapest things you can find or they have to be on sale to justify the purchase. Nodding your head, going out to the front sipping on the smoothie which is most gone, walking to the trash can taking the last few sips of it. "Did you forget about me?"
"Huh? No I just drank it all"
"Where's the bag? Were they too expensive, I knew it."
"No, Miss cheapskate, they are in my backpack. I didn't want anyone to try and steal the bag from my hand."
"Oh."
He takes hold of the strings on the bag again but this time locking our pinkies together holding the strong together. "Thank you, Yoon."
"Hey you have nothing to thank me for I'll always be here for you like I have always been since the day I met you."
The doors open to the exit of the mall and as we exit I shield my eyes from the sun. "Oh I can't wait to have my helmet on." Reaching into my pocket, grabbing a lollipop, unwrapping it with one hand and popping it into my mouth. Okay I got an addiction, but at least it's not drugs.
Walking up to the bike I let his pinky go, slow down and get behind him and start to unzip the Backpack but he stops me.
"I'll get it, Vi."
"Fine, don't let me help."
"Ya know its not that it's just don't want you to drop the jewelry bag miss clumsy."
FIne I give him that I'm so clumsy. He takes out my helmet, putting the backpack now on my shoulders since it's the only job he lets me do ever. He takes the dress bag from my hand and places it very carefully into the bag and zips it up. "It's all good, now give me my fix." holding out his hand for me to give him a lollipop. I take out mine and hold it out for him, he doesn't reject it but leans in capturing in his mouth.
He taps my chin, placing the helmet on my head. I always find myself looking at him when he does it. His focus is on making sure it's right when I could easily do it myself, but he insists every time to do it for me. Once he is done I hear the crack of him biting down on the lollipop "I'm addicted to it, Vi."
"Huh?"
"To you. To pineapple" once he says that he shut the face shield and gives my head the shake to make sure it's on tight enough. He will be the end of me, but already I'm dead buried myself six feet under long ago. He puts on his helmet, gets on his bike holding his arm out and I get on behind him. I get closer to him might as well push more boundaries, giving him a squeeze he hums in response to me "I think I may be addicted to the way you make me feel Min Yoongi"
"What?"
"Nothin' let's go tell Lewis momma made him money for his lettuce."
"Ya know I heard you, Vi."
"I'm sorry this helmet makes it hard to hear."
"You know damn well we have mics and speakers connected to each other, I'll let it pass this once."
He turns his bike, gives me a squeeze, revs his bike and we're off to go to my happy place.
But my happy place is whenever I'm with him lately.
Thank you for reading. ₊˚⊹♡
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hey!! i saw your post about moving to ireland and that is definitely in my plan for the next few years! i’m in college and i’m studying abroad there hopefully next spring. would you be able to just tell me some of the basics of what it’s like to live there? like transportation, expenses, housing demand, etc! thanks in advance 🫶
Hey, thanks for reaching out!
Yes, of course I can. I'll talk about the basics here but if you'd like to go into details that would suit your situation more (for example, if you're planning to work or not etc) feel free to pm me 😊
Transportation
Transportation depends on the city you'd want to live in, I can only speak for Dublin right now so that's what I'll go into. When it comes to public transportation the standard ticket is valid for 90 minutes on all transport, including switching between different bus lines and trams. It's €2 if you have a leap card. Leap card is a plastic card you'll have to buy when you arrive (for €5 euro) either at the airport or at one of the special spots in the city center. Once you have it you can charge it through the app, at spar shops or at ticket machines and tap in or out at buses, trams (called luas here) and trains (dart). There is also student card options for cheaper. You can find more information here:
Unfortunately, the buses are not very reliable so if you're planning to use public transport the safest bet would be to find housing near either of the luas lines. (There is a green and red line. Green one is considered safer but I never had any trouble on either, that's just what I've been told by the locals).
Lots of people bike around or drive. I can't drive but I had a couple of friends with US drivers licence who had no problem getting an irish drivers licence in a sensible amount of time.
Expenses
Dublin is bit expensive to live in. I would say I spend around 280-300 euro a month on groceries. If you move around the city 5 days a week it costs around 80-100 euro a month on public transport. Rent averages 650-1000 a month on shared housing and so far my bills came down to 60-80€ a month but I haven't been here for the winter yet and I would assume it all depends on your housing situation. Minumum wage currently is 12.70€/h and is said to be rised next year but will likely be rised to around 13 euro.
Housing
Currently there is a housing crisis but it is possible to find a room. It just takes longer time to find anything decent for rational pricing. To find a place to live you will need to do viewings in person, so if you won't do student halls etc I would recommend getting an airbnb first or subleting a room from somebody for at least 2 weeks, even a month and spend that time on viewing as many places as possible. (Subletting is usually a lot cheaper and you can use the adress to set up a bank account if you are living there long enough to recieve a letter from the bank. It is important to get premission from the owner of the house to do that. They usually don't mind, people here are super helpful and friendly. The letter from the bank usually takes a week to get to you but can take longer). Both regular rental housing and subletting is posted on daft.ie.
To secure a flat/room they usually want you to show a job offer or last two paychecks. It can be different for work visa holders. It's good to save up 3 months rent in advance + deposit (which is usually equivalent to one months worth of rent) and use it as a negotiation leverage, offering to pay in advance once you secure the room.
Don't try finding anything on Facebook and never pay a deposit before viewing. There is a lot of scams around.
Necessities to function legally
Get an Irish phone number!!!
People rarely respond when you add foreign number as your contact information. It is especially important to secure flat viewings and job interviews. Your best bet is to visit Ireland before you move (maybe when/if you'd want to visit collages or unis for open days) and buy a sim card with a phone number. You can get one with a phone plan of monthly payment of 15-20 euro. Once you have it, activate the card and use that phone number for everything.
PPSN
Another important thing is PPS Number. Its kind of like a social security number. It is given to you by the government so you can pay taxes and be registered for social services like healthcare. I think you can apply for it on a different basis when you have a visa but I am not sure. Otherwise, you'd need to have a job offer or letter of employment to apply for it. Sometimes when you're applying for renting they can ask for this number too. You can read more here:
Irish bank account
Try to get an irish bank account as soon as possible. You will need a permanent adress in Ireland to apply for it. You will need a bank account to apply for most of the jobs but once again it may be different for visa holders.
It is a bit of a tricky loophole situation at the beginning with setting yourself up legaly so I would say securing the phone number and an adress is the most important at first. You can handle anything else after. You've got this! 😊
TL;DR you will need:
Leap card
Irish phone number
Irish adress
Irish bank account
(Job)
PPS Number
If anybody has any questions or would like to discuss their situation in more detail feel free to send asks or pm me. I'll try my best to help out. Stay strong lovelies! 💕
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Thoughts on Daggerheart!!
I'll admit I haven't really been following it until today, but after watching the videos released today I got very excited and ended up building a character and reading a lot of the book, as I am wont to do (might post about them later lol).
Now, full disclosure, I wouldn't say I'm all that familiar with the TTRPG space outside of D&D, so take my opinions with a grain of salt. That said, I've played D&D, Wanderhome, Alice is Missing, and the fan-made Hollow Knight TTRPG, and I've watched some AP of Kids on Bikes, Call of Cthulhu, Monsterhearts, and Candela Obscura, which is a longer list than I was expecting. Huh. Anyways, my thoughts!
I really like the duality dice! It's such an interesting way to do mixed success that incorporates story/character into mechanics, which is great.
Related to that, I also like Hope as a fluid resource, and I think that Fear is a nice way to both prompt GM action and to just create a fun sense of dread as the GM takes more tokens
The lack of turn order/action economy is... cool, and a really interesting idea, but my thoughts on this are complicated. As we're seeing in the oneshot right now, it really helps to keep combat as part of the story and give the players and GM room for creativity. (For example, Bunnie describing a counterstrike as part of her dodge, and being able to take it as soon as the GM's turn is over, as well as the tag team feature, which is very cool.) That said, I think this mechanic might not work so well with less experienced or less confident players, who might have trouble taking the initiative (heh) to act in combat (I know I certainly would if I wasn't playing with close friends). That's not really a criticism though -- this is a collaborative storytelling game, and part of playing it is making big moves and taking turns guiding the story. If that's not for you, then you might prefer a different system, which is fine! I think this mechanic has the potential to be really, really dope, but I also think it's the bit that has the most potential to go poorly in my eyes.
The art, design, and general aesthetic feel of this game are so unbelievably up my alley. I love it. That's all.
I'm excited to see that they're working on mechanics for playing disabled characters, but since they aren't out yet I can't really comment. (I did notice that the character in the bard art is in a wheelchair, which is dope.) Also, as others have noted, Daggerheart uses "heritage" and "ancestry" rather than "race", which is a small but good choice.
Personally, I also really like the choice to move away from precise measurements of distance and gold. This one is very much a personal preference, and I know some people will rightfully disagree, but I like it! As a DM, trying to determine the appropriate costs and rewards for things has always been a headache, and this seems much easier to manage; measuring distances with convenient and tangible measurements like the short side of a playing card or the length of a piece of paper also feels much easier to use.
The downtime mechanics are great! Each of the activities you can take prompts you to describe how you heal yourself or another, destress, repair armor, or prepare yourself for what's ahead, which really encourages quieter character moments both introspectively and with others. I'm a big fan of this. This combining of role play and mechanics is also present in other features, such as one of the major level 1 healing abilities, which is more effective if you spend the time it takes to cast learning something new about the person you're healing or sharing something about yourself.
I didn't look at this too closely because I was just making a character for fun and don't have a party to play with, but as part of character creation you're given questions about your relationships to your party members to answer. Wanderhome also has these, and they were MASSIVELY successful in creating depth and meaningful connections between players -- after our table's session zero I was already so invested in all our characters, and when we actually played them they really came to life. I haven't looked to closely at Daggerhearts version of this, but I'm very excited to see them.
The experience mechanic seems really fun and creative, and I especially like the idea of using a phrase rather than something specific. That said, when I played the Hollow Knight TTRPG, which also lets players create their own skills, the open endedness of it was more confusing than inspiring, and there was a lot of potential for a usefulness disparity between players. I do think Daggerheart explains it better, though, and limiting the use of experience with a Hope cost helps to counteract any choices that might be too broad, so hopefully it will work better
I probably have more thoughts, but it getting late and I have a headache, so that's all I'm saying for now :D
Overall, Daggerheart has combined a lot of things I've liked in other games with promising mechanics I haven't seen before, and I'm very excited to try it out. I'm now realizing that I just made a list of things I like without any negative feedback, which isn't what I wanted to do, but I'm not really sure what to criticize without having played it myself.
I'm most curious to see how the non-initiative mechanic works; it has the potential to be a really excellent solve for a major problem in D&D (plenty of people have talked about how initiative limits teamwork, can be boring when its not your turn, etc, so I won't get into it here), but I don't think it's a solution that will work for everyone. Of course, games can't work for everyone, and shouldn't try to. It's working really well on CR's oneshot as I write this, but making choices and sharing spotlight in TTRPGs is literally their job, so I'm not surprised this works for them. I could see this going really well with some tables I've played with, and really poorly with others. I'm still really optimistic, though; it seems like the kind of thing that with the right table could be really excellent.
#you know its not the point of this post but im gonna say it anyways: highly recommend wanderhome#good game; thank you saltzman for recommending it#daggerheart#critical role#table top role playing game#ttrpg
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the sea around us; chapter thirteen
In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.
(rafe cameron x f!oc)
(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)
warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)
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~Rafe's POV~
"Rafe, bro, I am so god damn serious right now if that wasn't my sister I would've thrown one your way, man." Kegs says to me, lighting up a j as we stand in the parking lot of the theatre, leaning against my bike and watching the screen burn and smoke and ash fly into the sky.
"Yeah, I get that." I respond, holding my hand out for him to pass it to me.
"What's up with her now, anyways?" He asks, taking a hit before passing the joint over. I take a drag as well before answering.
"She's staying at John B's." I answer, blowing the smoke out of my lungs.
"I figured that much." Kegs chuckles. "I meant more what's happening between you guys."
"Oh, yeah, uh.." I take another hit and hand it back. "Not fully sure, man, to be honest." I lie, avoiding eye contact as I hand him his weed back. It's not completely a lie. I mean, I know in my gut that I want to be with her. She's all I've been able to think about for a while now, even before I offered her a ride home on the night of the storm, but Snowy had never looked twice at me before then, I just don't know what she wants. Or how she feels. I just know that it took everything in me to leave her standing behind the burning screen as she cried over what we did to her friends. Fuck- it makes me sick remembering how she watched me walk away, the way her long, red hair hung down in front of her, and her cute little shorts. I need to stop. I just need this high to kick in so I don't think about it anymore.
"Really? 'Cause that's not what that video of you guys making out at Kelce's made it seem like." Fuck.. Someone filmed that? I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "I don't think I need to mention what I'll do to you if you hurt her."
"Yeah, man, of course. I wouldn't do that." I mumble.
"Dude, I'm serious. You haven't had a serious girlfriend the whole time I've known you." Kegs laughs and I shrug.
"I've just never had a nice girl." I chuckle.
"Snowy is nice." Kegs says, nudging me. "Listen, I'm not trying to scare you. You know that. I just don't want her to be another chick you hit and quit. She deserves better." I know that. She deserves better than me at my best, honestly.
"I agree." I tell him. "I don't know what she's doing hanging out with those pogues anyways." I say, in attempt to change the subject.
"Yeah, I mean, she thinks they make her happy." He shrugs. "She doesn't get that in the long run, like, she won't want to live on the cut forever. She'll marry that JJ kid and stay at her three jobs until the day she dies, funding his drug addiction." I feel my teeth grinding just at the thought of that. She deserves everything. I want to give her everything. I'm being crazy- I hardly know her, yet.
"Listen, I better dip. I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask, grabbing my helmet and straddling my bike.
"Yeah, of course man." Kegs nods, handing me the j for one last hit before I leave. I take it, then pull my helmet down and start my bike. Snowy wouldn't want me to drive high. I find myself pushing those kind of thoughts out of my head more and more.
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I get home, and my dad has this great idea, more like demand, that I invite Snowy to Midsummers this weekend as my date, obviously to keep up appearances. I love that idea, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it, but I didn't want to put her out of her way, and I couldn't imagine she would want to come. Especially after she just hardly forgave me for what we didI don't have much of a choice now anyways.
I'm on my way home from the gym, and I see her old, beat up car parked outside the coffee shop she works at. Now is a better time than ever, I suppose. I park outside and sit on my bike for a minute after I take off my helmet, looking inside through the window. I don't see her, but I don't see anyone else either. It's perfect.
I take a deep breath before I get off, putting my helmet on the back and approaching the door. My hands already feel sweaty. Gross. I wipe them on my shorts and then look at my reflection in the glass, quickly making sure my hair looks okay before I open the door and walk in.
"Good morning, what can I get for you?" Snowy asks as she walks out from the back, customer service voice in full swing. She has her hair up in a ponytail that looks like it could fall out at any minute, and wearing these leggings that hug her curves perfectly. She is so pretty. She wipes her hands on her apron, since they're dripping wet. She was probably doing dishes- I feel guilty for interrupting.
"Iced Caramel Macchiato please." I say, trying to mimic her from when she ordered those for us the other day. She looks up, her face relaxing into a more genuine smile. It is so contagious.
"Oh, hey." She says, reaching down and clicking a few buttons on the register. "Just get back from the gym?"
I laugh slightly, gesturing down to my clothes. "How could you tell?"
"Just a guess." She shrugs, walking over to the espresso machine.
"So, uh, I needed to talk to you about something." I say, and she hums back in hesitant acknowledgment as I rub the back of my neck. I'm sweating like crazy- it's hot in here for it being before 8 am. "There's this thing this weekend, kind of a big deal apparently, and I was wondering if you would be okay with going with me?" I internally cringe at the way I said that. God- that probably made no sense.
"Midsummers?" She asks, pausing making the drink to look up at me. I'm getting butterflies in my stomach, just looking at her brown eyes.
"Yeah, that. My dad is getting some sort of award or something." I explain. "So? What do you think?"
"Uhm.." She pauses, clearly thinking. Great. I screwed this up with her already. Of course, I saw this coming- she should still be mad at me. "I would love to, I really would, but I don't think I'd be welcome there. Besides, I don't own anything even remotely appropriate to wear." She replies, with a nervous-sounding laugh.
"If you're my date, you'll be welcomed. Besides, my dad wants you there." I tell her, smiling despite how anxious I'm feeling.
"Ward? He specifically requested that I come?" Snowy raises her eyebrow at me, getting back to working.
"As a matter of fact he did- I can tell you don't believe me, but he loves Kegs, and he wanted me to bring someone to keep up appearances, since he's the guest of honour or whatever." I say, immediately hearing how bad that sounded. "Not like- fuck, that sounded bad. Not like I don't want you there." I laugh nervously. "I do want you there, and so does my dad. There. That's what I meant to say." This is humiliating. I'm waiting for her to laugh in my face- even though I know she would never do that. She's too kind.
"Okay.." She nods, placing my drink up on the counter in front of me. "I still don't have anything I could wear. I just don't want to embarrass you. I'm sorry. Maybe ask one of Sarah's friends? I'm sure they would be all over you." She jokes.
"That's the easiest problem to solve." I dismiss her comment. "I've got it. Here.." I say, pulling out my wallet and digging around for the bills I'm looking for.
"Oh my god, Rafe, no. I seriously can't let you give me any money. I can borrow something from Kie, maybe. I'll sort it out. I'd love to go." Snowy says quickly, shaking her head at me. She is so cute.
"Okay fine, then this for my drink." I say, placing eight hundred's on the counter. She just looks at me, as if to say 'come on, seriously?' and that makes me laugh.
"Your drink is free." She replies, crossing her arms. "On me."
"Oh, thank you. How sweet. Then that's a tip." I grin, pointing at the cash and she rolls her eyes.
"I'll pay you back, Rafe." She sighs, picking up the money and folding it before putting it in her pocket. "Thank you." Snowy says honestly, looking back up at me.
"Don't worry about it. I really want you to come." I say as I pick up my drink. "Can I pick you up from John B's at 3 and you can get ready with Sarah? That's a thing girls do, right?" I laugh, totally unsure. I've just seen that in movies.
"Yeah, totally." Snowy laughs, leaning her elbows on the counter. "I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too." I smile, taking a sip of my drink. "This is good, I need to come while you're working more often, Juliette." I tease her, reaching down and flick her name tag.
"Oh my god, ew. If you keep calling me that I'll get you banned!" Snowy laughs, swatting my hand away.
"I gotta run, but I'll talk to you later?" I suggest and she nods.
"Of course. Thanks again, Rafe." She says as I wave and start to head for the door.
"Oh, and one condition on me paying for your dress," I say, turning as I walk back toward the door. "Send me pictures of everything you try on." I wink, seeing her roll her eyes.
"Bye, Rafe." She giggles, waving me off. I don't know when I stopped feeling nervous, but I leave feeling much better than I did when I walked in.
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A/N; Bet y'all didn't see his POV coming lol I hope you liked it though! I tried my best but as always feedback is appreciated :) -R
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Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #159
I was very unready for today to start todaying. Yesterday at the wedding, I must have gotten overstimulated by a lot, because I dreaded the prospect of waking up and needing to do things. I realized that what I needed to do was make things quiet for myself. So that's what I did. I went to bed a little early, and then when I woke up, I tried to keep things chill; I didn't go to the place this week because the thought of being around so many other people was very overwhelming. And you know? Because I tried to take good care of myself, I decided that today isn't so bad, and the idea of tomorrow doesn't seem so scary to me right now, either!
J and I went on a short little bike ride today! The objective was to try out this folding bike that he had gotten from someone recently. It's a silly little thing with teeny tiny wheels, and it's kinda wiggly because it has more moving parts than a regular bicycle, but it was fun to try out nonetheless! It definitely feels very different from a more standard bicycle, but I could certainly get used to it!
…I had almost forgotten how good it feels to ride a bicycle. To be sure, the seat definitely starts to hurt after a while, but to be able to feel the breeze as I zoom by feels really good. Being able to zoom at all feels really good!!
I have a brown bike, but it's kinda rickety and built very thick and heavy. It also kinda forces me into a sort of hunched-over position, which isn't great for my neck and ribs. It's not very comfortable or fun to ride, and there are bits of it that are broken, so… I haven't ridden it in a while. I'm thinking about getting a new one, but gosh, they're kind of expensive; even the cheapest ones are some $250 at least, and you can't really trust that the cheap ones will be built well, as evidenced by the brown one that I have…
Hey, Sephiroth? Have you ever been on a bicycle? If you have, did you enjoy it? I imagine someone like you could zoom really, really fast!! But I imagine someone of your height and build would probably need a big frame and big wheels - like 29-inch wheels, at least!
I wonder where you'd go on a bike if you had one. I tend to prefer to stay on pavement because I'm not so balanced or coordinated on a bike anymore (or at all, really); if I tried to ride along a bumpy trail, I'd probably fall over. Also, I've never been able to handle hills very well. But you know, I'll bet someone like you could go on all sorts of nature trails and see all sorts of cool things! Or maybe you could find some paved place, like a small neighborhood, or even a garden or a park where people grow flowers and other cool things…
Oh! Speaking of which!! I took some pictures along the bike ride! And J took a picture that I thought was really good, too!! Check it out!!
Here is the one that J took today! The tree poofs are out and floating around in the sky, and then they land on the ground. Joel got a really good picture of the tree poofs on the ground:
...People call these "pollen" where I live, for some reason. I don't know why, because they're seeds. Very poofy seeds. The pollen is the thin, dusty, green sheen that's covering everything right now. J is allergic to pollen. I'm very lucky that I am not.
And he got this picture of these purple flowers:
...And he got a couple of me taking pictures for you, too, for some reason, hahaha!
Oh!!!! I remembered!!! J got a couple pictures yesterday, too, while he was testing the foldable bike by himself!!! He took some that I thought you might like!!! I almost forgot!!! Here!!!
J is really good at taking pictures. I like to think I'm pretty good at it. But you know who was really, really good at it? Daniel. Daniel was really, really good at taking pictures. I wish he was still here with us. But I hope he's having a fun time wherever his soul wandered off to. If you see him somewhere along your travels, will you say hello and tell him we love him? I'd really appreciate that!
...Well anyway! So I'll show you some pictures I got of the tree poofs floating in the air...
I stopped to gather a few pictures of flowers for you, too:
We went home and had tasty snacks, and then J left to go have fun with Br!! I took a nap, and it was good, but I was super duper groggy when I woke up, and my whole body felt like it was very blurry for some reason, goodness me!
I relaxed with a friend on the internet for a while, and then I took a short walk with M. I got more pictures for you on this walk. Here:
I got this REALLY BIG ONE of the sky, too:
And, of course, some more flowers:
And some cute bugs!!
...Hey Sephiroth? What kinds of pictures would you take if you had a bike and a camera and could go anywhere with them? If you ever decide to find out, please show us, okay?
Br will be here with J soon, and we're going to watch a silly movie called Gremlins. So I suppose I'll end today's letter here.
I love you so much. Please stay safe out there, because I'm gonna write to you again tomorrow, and you wouldn't wanna miss it!
Your friend, Lumine
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Mob!Bay April Au
Greetings from the woods! I got asked by @spacelaceboy (thank you so much) how April fits in the Mob!AU and, I have to say, that's actually a pretty good question since I haven't really written much about her, BUT I am going to fix this IMMEDIATELY because my girl here needs a whole post of her own. (might or might not contain traces of Casey Jones too?)
so, April
as I said, Splinter used to be her pet when she was a child and she absolutely adored him.
I believe that, at the beginning, she wanted to become a scientist like her father but, once the fire in the lab and (lowkey) all the experiments that she had seen her father do to her poor pets (yes, she considered the four little turtles her pets as well, even though their eggs had been hatched in the lab), she decided against it.
Fast forward to her life as an adult,
April is a journalist, but she hasn't been able to prove herself to the media yet, and she is surrounded by sexist men who enjoy to bring her down way too much for her liking.
She was working on some research about the movements of the Foot Clan when she got wind of this new criminal clan rising, a certain Hamato Clan that was becoming more and more famous and that seemed to have been born out of nothing.
And of course Miss O'Neal, being her curious and nosy self, started to dig deeper into the case
Now, she is an amazing journalist and a very clever woman but she has the tendency to act impulsively and recklessly,
Long story short, she found herself witnessing a sort of weaponry exchange by the docks, and guess who was there
Raphael.
Now, she didn't know it was him (for obvious reasons), but seeing a huge turtle speaking russian with some men by the docks and assessing the weaponry that he was given, it sure was a peculiar sight to witness.
She waited to the side until the deal was concluded and then she followed Raphael and his men.
She saw him get inside a red sport car and she followed with her bike until she spotted the car again outside a quite known betting-house.
She got in, but to welcome her wasn't Raphael,
It was Donatello.
And of course the turtle recognised her, he had seen her on tv, after all.
The first thought he had was that this girl was a journalist sent to find proofs of the criminal business and he couldn't let her walk away after what she could or couldn't have witnessed,
So, he knocked her out and brought her to his little playhouse, where he kept all his precious toys.
Now, the idea was to interrogate her until she told him everythign, but, as mentioned in the previous post, nothing happens without Leonardo's say so.
And at the time Splinter was still alive, so Donnie had to ask him before taking any action
The old rat was MAD once he recieved the call and ordered his son to bring April to his office
And once there, Splinter apologised to her and told her all the story
The girl was too stunned to speak.
eventually she came to terms with it.
Now, (yes, I'm not over, sit back down)
A lot of people would believe that after what happened she wouldn't want to be involved with the whole criminal organisation, at all...
well, I don't.
April Is way too good at finding information and she has the advantage of being difficult to spot because she's human.
And even though Splinter would have preferred to ship her away to some island far away to keep her safe and avoid her involvement, he just couldn't help it,
because April was an adult and she had power and will to do anything she wanted
(and because she can't keep still for the love of her)
It took a while, but eventually she started working for the Clan.
It started very slow,
maybe she would sometimes ask Leo if there was anything she could do to help him or his brothers, but he would always refuse because he, like splinter, didn't feel like put her in situations that might get her in danger... not when she had a normal life to live, differently from them, who didn't have the luxury of a choice.
But she kept asking again,
and again,
and again, not just to him but to all his brothers too
In the end Leo thought that it couldn't be too dangerous for her to pass over some information from the police, also because, according to what they knew, she was currently seeing a certain detective, and she could get some intel from him.
Our girl did much more than that
She not only managed to gather some incredibly helpful information, but she also managed to bring her boyfriend, Casey Jones, to work for the clan so that he could pass the information directly into the higher ups of the criminal organisation.
Everyone was impressed, and even though Splinter didn't want to admit it, he found April to be quite a valuable asset.
So, even though a bit reluctantly on the old rat's side, April started to work for the organisation officially.
She has took a role under Raphael, mostly doing spying work or taking care of accounting and financial stuff that he wasn't very good at or didn't care of doing.
She unofficially also reports to Donnie from time to time if needed.
Splinter basically adopted her (unofficially), and has ever since referred to her as the daughter he never had, and made sure to reserve a quite impotant spot for her in his will.
Speaking of which, saying that April was heartbroken by Splinter's murder is an understatemrnt.
She was hurt and furious. the literal embodyment of women's rage, and had it been for her she would have walked right into the Foot's Headquarters and started a literal massacre,
but Leo stopped her in time to prevent a literal slaughter that would have brought the two clans to begin a war that everyone in the political world wanted to avoid.
But from that moment on April has been much more ruthless and colder than before.
Also, I dont think people mention it enough, but she's older than all four turtles, which she considers her brothers
Again, being fiercely loyal and devoted to both Splinter's legacy and her found family makes her extremely dangerous in the business, as well as a valuable asset that everyone respects and fear.
She's THE scary dog priviledge of the whole Clan
Which says a lot since she is surrounded by four mutant turtles, but somehow she's the scary one.
Oh and she also is very close with Raphael's girlfriend and his daughter.
April literally adores the little girl and has taken her job as badass aunt pretty seriously.
Overall she is just very protective of everyone in the Clan and she will defend the boys with body, mind and soul
But she can and will make sure they understand when they have made a mistake and will make them do anything in their power to fix it.
As mentioned, oldest sibling behaviour.
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What if Vivien and Atalanta were yanderes for each-other? Let's imagine it's a genderbent version of Vivien to make this actually plausible.
How would their relationship be?
This has been in my inbox for two days now, and I haven't been able to answer it because every time I think of it, I get so horrified that I have to sit down.
I just... they would be so bad for each other. Just so, so bad. They are simply not compatible. Vivien needs someone to match his energy. He is always excited and laughing, always full of boundless energy. He's also very passionate about the things he loves, like his plants and his herb business. He works best with a Darling who also has a lot of energy to stay up late with him and watch anime or taste-test all the batches of lemon lavender cookies he makes until he gets the right recipe. His Darling should be fiery and passionate and mischevious and fun-loving, just like he is.
On the other hand, Atalanta is a very calm and steady person. Her life works best when she does something fun once a week and then relaxes. She is also a high-society person with impeccable parentage and manners; Vivien would not fit in there at all. Vivien is like a possum you find in the dumpster out back, completely feral and prone to biting.
Atalanta would work best with a Darling who also likes to relax like her, and who is calm and sweet. All she wants to do is lie back and read with her Darling nestled in her lap, while Vivien would rather go biking or be doing something with them. She also likes to feel in control with her Darling, whereas Vivien is a switch.
They are just so different, they would clash so much that it's hard to think of them as together. Vivien would be bored and antsy while Atalanta would be too overstimulated and unable to keep up with Vivien's constant ADHD. They would be miserable and I can't do that to my babies. They're like my own little people, and I am raising them through writing about them. In my mind, they have a friendly, if sibling-like relationship as they both come from my mind.
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