#I think my cousin got very mad about being yelled at?? because he was rude to my grandma & it escalated?? idk idk

[helenofblackthorns]

the girlies are fighting (my family at thanksgiving)

[yellowhollyhock]

The different family cultures of each iteration of turtles, using the example of how conflict is navigated

In 1987 when one of them is upset they will first have some type of small verbal outburst and then close themselves in their room. Then Master Splinter will say something like, “I believe this was very serious to him. You may have hurt his feelings.” Which is a very soft reprimand and also pretty redundant because this is a script they’re all familiar with. The offended turtle made an angry defensive statement and then shut the door. They all know this song and dance. But Master Splinter’s prompt is part of it because they all like routine (look at every single character with their “as Michelangelo would say, Cowabunga,” sometimes with Michelangelo standing right there, they love each other’s voices they love echoing each other they love predictability and familiarity). It’s like when I prompt my third graders to say sorry or excuse me or thank you; they know it’s coming, and when I’m not listening they do it on their own, but if they know I’m there they like to wait for prompt because it’s been established as a routine to help them learn social norms and it’s comforting to remember they can still have help (just have to be careful not to give too much help and end up making them feel judged and nagged) (am I saying that this happens with Splinter? Well I’m not not saying it). Anyway this is fitting and heartwarming because the 87 turtles mutated from toddlers into teens. They never got to be third graders and their family culture has developed in a way that allows them their dignity while also giving them as much structure and guidance and forgiving safety net as possible.

In 2012 when feelings get hurt it’s all very out in the open. Donnie insults Mikey’s intelligence? Mikey tackles him from behind. Leo is annoyed with Raph? Open criticism none secret. Donnie doesn’t like Leo pressuring him? He’s gonna scream about it might even throw something. And in the flip side, there’s Raph lifting Leo into a hug to show his gratitude for being accepted. There’s Donnie beaming at Mikey when he beats the electrocution game telling him how awesome he is. They’re very open with their feelings, like extremely so very open. Visiting their house would be just sensory overload. Like we all had those cousins right? There’s always peanut butter on the wall and screaming in the other room and the toilet seat is left up. It’s warm and comfortable but also really chaotic and almost disturbing. That’s the 2012 turtles. And this also makes a lot of sense considering they were the most completely isolated for fifteen years.

The 2003 turtles are very sensitive. Idk how else to phrase it. They’re very in tune with each other, and just like with the 2012 turtles this means they’re there for each other, and also that they hurt each other. But quite unlike 2012, they’re very… not reserved exactly. Not formal, either. There’s a lot of warmth but it’s very quiet. If 03 visited 12 (especially Donnie because I think that’s the starkest difference) they’d be shocked. It would feel rude to them. They definitely get angry but they’re very gentle with each other. They can hear the emotions loud and clear, but to someone who isn’t familiar with them the way they are with each other it can look like they aren’t communicating at all. They act the most their age when they’re only with each other, and much more grownup when outsiders are around (seeing them relax around April and Casey gets to me every time). This tracks because Master Splinter has never been human and started out with no idea how mutation would work. He needed them to grow up fast, superficially if necessary, because he didn’t know how long he’d be able to take care of them. And once that’s done you can’t just undo it.

With Rise when someone’s mad there’s a lot of yelling and name-calling. Donnie uses dum-dum, Raph and Leo both use jerk. Mikey purposely bottles it all up so he can be Dr Delicate Touch, which is terrifying honestly. If the name-calling cuts too deep or an issue is more serious to one guy than the other guys, they’re all about big elaborate gestures. Lots of big gestures for expressing positive emotions, too. When Donnie’s robot hurts his brothers feelings they reprogram him to bully his creator (they obviously didn’t mean for it to be as dangerous as it was but even so their plan was quite. Excessive). When they accidentally flush Piebald they end up dealing with an entire revenge plot from her and Master Splinter himself. They have a big old snowball fight over which Jupiter Jim movie they like best. Whether they’re expressing hurt or just saying I love you, it’s all about ✨ pizazz ✨. Which. You know. They were raised by Lou Jitsu who is all about pizazz, but not only that, they had to use big gestures to get his attention.

It’s interesting to think about how these differences would affect how they are with each other. 1987’s rituals would throw off most of the other turtles, I think the rise boys would love it though. 2003 turtles are positively chaotic but in a multiversal group they’d never get blamed for stuff because they seem polite.

[snappleapple]

their favorite types of kisses

people in this - dream, georgenotfound, sapnap, wilbur, punz, jschlatt, awesamdude, quackity

headcanon!

the most disgusting fluff i’ve ever written

warning - cursing, i think that’s all but if there is more please do not hesitate to tell me :)

word count - 2k

a/n: okay okay, i might’ve lied earlier about that being my last post but this was short and easy to make which is why i would like to feed my readers this early haha. anyways, enjoy and please disregard the errors in this post, i hate proof reading anything lol. also, i’ve been very indecisive on the title and i might change it later and ooh, my masterlist will be made soon. i’ve just been feeling very unproductive these days. also, please put in requests, i am so bored and dumb therefore there are no ideas in this brain. and if you’d like a part 2, i might add more people for the part 2!anyways, peace!

dream -

i get the feeling that dream’s favorite type of kisses would be cheek kisses

he just likes to watch as you struggle to reach his height

“aw look at those little legs do their thing.”

ends up with you not giving him his kiss

and mans becomes SO pouty

“y/n…come on. don’t be this way.” :(

if you don’t kiss him on the cheek, will also become SO clingy and whiny

“why won’t you KISS ME!”

clenches his fists and stomps away like a teenage girl during puberty

slamming the door to your room

so then you have to go and give him all the kisses he wants

his face is slammed into your pillow

you sit on the side of the bed and pet his hair

leading him to stare up at you with puppy dog eyes

“i will give you all the kisses you want. so stop being so pouty, you big baby.”

will literally leave zero feet of space between you and him

taps his cheek to tell you he wants kisses

when you go on dates, will literally make you stand on your tippy toes to get his kisses

does not bend down at all and actually lifts his head higher to tease you

in other words, clingy but rude hoe

george -

george is a classic romantic

he loves just lip kisses

pecks or lingering ones

he doesn’t care

mans don’t need too many kisses

nor does he need to be too clingy

total opposite of dream and sapnap *ahem clingy ahem*

if he wants a kiss,

he will come over to you and get it

doesn’t get pouty if you’re busy

just waits patiently

doesn’t enjoy it when you interrupt him when he’s streaming so you do your own thing

when you’re watching a movie with him,

he will literally only stare at you with his cute smile

and listen to your every criticism of the movie

he likes to just peck your lips whenever he feels like it

and you’re just not surprised anymore

just likes to stare at your lips whenever you talk

overall, is very sweet but not to an extent with showing affection

sapnap -

omg

sapnap just vibes with neck kisses

it tickles his neck and he loves them

giggles when you pepper kisses along his neck and flushes a deep red

“y/n. stop.” giggles between each word

but when you do, becomes the saddest person in the whole world

“i was joking.” :(

when he’s streaming and he begins to miss you

would leave his room and find you just to get a kiss

just like dream, would get angry if you give him no kisses

“GIVE ME KISSIES!”

very amusing for you

and you love to tease him

“i don’t want to give you kissies.”

continues to stare at you with a large frown until you give in and give him kissies

lsg supremacy but i’ll get into this later hehe

you better give him kisses or you’ll be dealing with a very sad sapnap

sadnap :(

wilbur -

wilbur, wilbur, wilbur

what can i even say

total nose kiss guy

i bet he’ll boop your nose twenty four seven

asks stupid questions just to get your attention

“y/n?”

“yes wilbur?”

“is a hotdog a sandwich?”

“why-“

“boop.”

“did you just say boop while you booped my nose?”

if he’s streaming and you bring him a snack

he will hold your face still and leave kisses on your nose

not too clingy but not too distant

likes to be just right with you

if its snowy outside and your noses get red

makes dumb jokes about he is rudolph and you’re mrs. rudolph

just a lot of smooches from wilby

takes you to a lot of hidden cafes in the city

and while you read, he balances his head on his palm, staring at you in admiration

if you’re insecure about your nose, you legit can’t be around wilbur because he will go on a tangent about how beautiful it is

substantially, soft boy hours all day bro, besides when he gets mad then you leave the hormonal man tf alone

punz -

i don’t see a lot of punz on tumblr so here we go

punz loves hand kisses

not to an extent where he has a hand fetish

god no but just like

when your holding hands, he’ll occasionally pull your hand up to his lips and leave a kiss

lots of hand holding

and i mean lots

constantly gets mad fun of for being a simp but ignores those comments because he genuinely loves you so much

likes it when you play with his hair and messing it up

also likes to compare hand sizes with you

always has a hand on your thigh or your hand in his whenever he is driving somewhere with you

even when you go on dates, always holding hands

no matter how sweaty your hand gets, he will hold on

sometimes if he holds on for too long, you have to tell him to let go

“punz, my hand is super sweaty. lets take a break from the hand holding.”

would flat out decline so you would have to pry your hand out of his

he would also love it when you would kiss his hand

makes him feel all polite and precious LOL

would also wrap his pinky along yours when you walk together

he once came with you to a family gathering for christmas and was so SHY

shy boy held your hand for security while your younger siblings made fun of you

afterwards, when you were under a mistletoe, he kisses you on the lips before kissing you on his favorite part of your body,

your hand

c!jschlatt -

jschlatt is a whole mess

the first time you met, he confessed that he would hate you for as long as you lived because you made fun of his boots

now he says he still strongly dislikes you but you’re more tolerable

doesn’t like it when you make him soft and HATES it when he blushes

“why must you do this to me, mother nature?”

also “hates” it when you even touch him because he “hates” you

when he actually confessed to you that he liked you with his grumpy usual grandpa voice,

you kissed him on his forehead, after he bent down of course

he is an actual giant and threatens to squash you like an ant if he feels the need to

is an absolute monster to you but loves it when you kiss his forehead because it makes him feel secure and loved

likes to watch the wind blow through your hair and mess it up but gives you his hat because he like you being “all pretty and shit”

gets SUPER jealous when you hug children

like for example, when you went over to a family gathering at his house, his cousins came up to hug you

and when you let go of the child, the man child comes and lugs you over his shoulder

gets yelled at by his mom and gives her a sheepish smile before rolling his eyes and throwing you down on the sofa set next to him

his mom doesn’t approve of the way he treats you but you tell her its fine because he’s cute

when you are far from any type of civilization or in the safety and solitude of your own home, he wants kisses on the forehead

pointing up to it and bending down so you could reach it

“y/n, i only love you because of your forehead kisses.”

“you only love me for my kisses?” :(

“mhm.”

actually feels slightly bad

“and because of your personality.”

“thank you-“

“shut up. we don’t talk about this.”

in conclusion, give him his forehead kisses or perish

awesamdude -

sam just adores it when you give him jawline kisses

not because it’s basically the only place you could reach but because it’s a sweet gesture

sam is all about sweetness

i mean have you even seen this man on his stream

he likes to watch you while you have conversations with your friends

not in a creepy way but more like an adoring way

cause man does he love you

i mean not only does he love you but his whole family does

and when you’re alone with sam, you love to bury him underneath all of your love

“i love you sam!”

“no i love you more y/n!”

“NO i LOVE you more!”

“NO i LOVE you MORE!”

“SAM NO. I LOVE YOU MORE!”

“okay thank you sweet pea.”

leaving you a bit confused but happy that he accepts your love

when you cuddle, omg

he never stops peppering kisses all over your face and vice versa because your relationship is disgustingly fluffy

when he lends you one of his sweatshirts, you sure as hell better wear that shit out or else (i am leaving a blank threat here)

sam loves technology but you guys sort of have a system

a system that involves mailing each other love letters rather than texting them

you guys also go on a ton of walks just about anywhere

hand holding is mandatory even though you probably look like a child compared to him

just give sam lots of love and in return, you’ll receive lots of love

quackity -

mans cannot leave you tf alone

likes to do ANYTHING freaky around you

“i will follow you to the ends of the earth, mi amor.” or

“ayy, back off.” if anyone gets too close to you

messes with you twenty four seven and makes it his job to drive you insane

plays horror games at two in the morning for fun

and when he gets scared, hides in the safety of your arms

“mi amor. i’m scared.”

“shut the fuck up and sleep, alex.”

“okay.” shuts up quickly and snuggles deeper into the crook of your neck

loves you so deeply but HATES your cat

“look at that little dumb thing stare at me. you got a problem bro?”

your cat also HATES alex

scratches him all the time and hisses at him

if you think sapnap is babie, wait till you meet alex

“y/n he bit me!”

when you glance down, you don’t even see a scratch

“kiss my boo boo.”

wtf

“what boo boo? there’s nothing there.”

gasps as if you offended him

“this boo boo that your el demonio did to me.”

this man will do anything to get boo boo kisses

istg, you once found him provoking your cat to get some scratches

in alex’s mind, ouchies = kisses from y/n

always has ouchies from god knows where and shows it to you

even though you find it annoying at first, you grow used to it and it sorta becomes your thing with alex

alex is babie and you need to take good care of him :)

[houseofperfecttaste]

JJ Maybank - Toppers Cousin pt. 2

Later that day JJs dad received a phone call saying JJs restitution has been paid but they didn’t leave a name. “JJ” His father yelled his voice booming throughout the house he kept screaming JJs name until the boy came into the living room. “Good news. Your restitution has been paid.” His dad whistled shaking his head and looking up at JJ who’s eyes widened at the news. How in holy hell did it get paid off? “Now what rich person likes you enough to pay this off huh?” He leaned back taking a swig on his beer. “Literally none of them.” JJ shrugged having absolutely no clue who it could be. “Your lucky boy. Now get out of my sight.” His father spat and JJ left the house heading to John Bs. “Guys! Guys! Someone paid off my restitution.” JJ said out of breath holding onto the railing as all of his friends were wide eyed and confused. “Who on Earth paid it?” “Beats me.” JJ shrugged as Pope sighed rubbing his hands over his face.

“What if it was Y/N?” He suggested looking at the teens and JJ shook his head in disbelief. “No. Nope. There’s no way she fucking hates me bro.” “I mean you never know.” Kiara softly said shrugging and putting her hands up in defense as JJ shot her a look. “She doesn’t even say hi to me and then she goes and pays off 30k?! Yeah right! Where’d she get the money huh?” JJ asked his breathing heavy as he thought about it being her. There was no way in hell it was her absolutely not. Pope realized it was sort of ridiculous to think it was Y/N because JJs right where did she get the money? JJ was up all night thinking of other possibilities and no one else came to mind so he decided he was gonna pay Y/N a visit tomorrow. When he got up the next morning he went out on the boat heading to Figure Eight and when he was at the dock he saw Y/N on a jog with her headphones in. JJ tied up the boat quickly and fixed his cap before jogging up next to her smiling. “What the hell are you doing here JJ? Topper and Rafe will literally kill you if they see you.” Y/N said pulling him behind a tree and looking around hoping that no one saw him.

“Look I need to ask you something. Did you pay off my restitution ?” JJ grabbed her shoulders making her look at him and she stared into his eyes. “Told you I’ll find out sooner or later." “Wait what? Really? How? Why? I’ve been nothing but rude to you and you pay 30k to get me off the hook? Where’d you get the money?” JJ was shocked it was her but was incredibly thankful because she didn’t know it but she saved him from a shit ton of beatings. “Well for starters I think what you guys did to Toppers boat was funny as hell and he deserved it. You also took the fall for Pope knowing he had too much on the line to lose. Very few people would do that for their friends. As for the money, my mom started saving up money for me right when I was born so I just used some of it to pay for your restitution.” Y/N smiled lightly at him hoping he wouldn’t be mad about her paying it off for him but also not seeing a reason why he would be. “Some of it? Y/N it was $30,000!” “I can take it back if you would like.” Y/N teased raising her eyebrows backing away slowly and JJs eyes widened. “No!” He exclaimed reaching out for her then coughing to recollect himself.

“I uh I mean please don’t. It means everything that you did that especially for me. Let me make it up to you.” “How?” She shifted onto one foot her arms crossed as she had a smirk on her face. “I’ll take you out to lunch.” “Lunch? Okay.” “And by take you out to lunch I mean I make us sandwiches and I’ll even throw in a boat ride with the great JJ Maybank.” He pointed to himself proudly with a smirk on his face. “Alright deal.” “Meet me at the dock at 3 okay?” JJ asked as she agreed and JJ thanked her once more before going back to the boat as she put in her headphones restarting her jog and JJ looked over his shoulder watching her with a small smile on his face. He hates to admit it but over the past few weeks he's developed a crush on the brunette haired girl, the way she was always had a sassy comeback for him, the way that she helped and cared for everyone without expecting anything in return, the way her smile brightened any room she was in, just everything about her made him weak.

Y/N put on her favorite bikini, it was a coral color that looked great against her skin and her body looked amazing in it. She was honestly really excited to spend the afternoon with JJ hoping to become friends with the chaotic boy. She was wearing a crotchet crop top with matching shorts and her Birkenstocks. Her hair was in a messy bun with her sunglasses resting on the top of her head. She placed a few last things in her bag before making her way to the docks. She sat on the edge looking at the water her head snapping to the left when hearing an air horn and she giggled to herself seeing JJ coming near her pumping his fist in the air. He stopped the boat holding his hand out and bowing as she got on the boat causing her to laugh. “Thank you Mr. Maybank.” She said in a British accent as he tipped his hat. “You’re very welcome Ms. Y/L/N.” JJ drove the boat further out and then stopped it going to the small cooler and grabbing two sandwiches out of it. Y/N placed her towel down sitting on top of it and rubbing the tanning oil into her skin not seeing JJs stares and definitely not knowing he was wishing it was him doing it for her.

JJ turned on some music and sat across from her handing her her sandwich with a smile on his face and Y/N thanked him taking a bite of it. Y/N and JJ asked each other the basic questions getting to know each other asking slightly deeper questions at they go. After a few minutes Y/N took off her cover up placing it behind her head using it as a pillow and leaning back soaking up the sun. JJ bit his lip supressing his groan as he looked over her body admiring all her curves, thick thighs, and how her tits sat so nicely. "Something catch your eye Maybank?" She teased biting her lip smiling and lowering her sunglasses to look at him. "I mean you are incredibly sexy and hot but you already knew that didn't you." JJ winked at her. "I've been told." She giggled pushing her sunglasses back up watching out of the corner of her eye as JJ took his shirt off and then took his hat off shaking his hair then placing it back on his head.

Y/N was staring at his body hard, drool almost falling from her mouth. "Something catch your eye Y/L/N?" He taunted his tongue rolling against his cheek a dumbass smirk on his face. "I mean you are incredibly sexy and hot." She said as JJ had a cocky grin on his face. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah very." She flirted and he laughed laying down next to her his body already heating up from the sun. After a few minutes of silence and tanning Y/N got up placing her sunglasses on her towel looking down at JJ. "I'm going for a swim you coming?" She asked as JJ jumped right up throwing his hat on the ground sending her a flirty smile before running and doing a flip into the water. "Show off!" She yelled and she jokingly stretched before running and doing a back flip into the water. "And I'm the show off?" Y/N splashed him and he scoffed playfully glaring at her and splashing her back. It turned into a competition and Y/N quickly moved behind JJ placing her hands on his shoulders dunking him under the water.

JJ resurfaced moving his hair out of his face. "You're in trouble now." JJ swam towards her and she laughed as she dodged and splashed him. He groaned squinting his eyes at her and lunging towards her being able to grab her leg before she got away. He pulled her closer to him sending her a 'sorry' face before dunking her under water. Y/N swam to the surface giggling uncontrollably causing JJ to smile widely at the sound. "I'm gonna go eat those chips." Y/N splashed him once more before climbing up the ladder her ass being on view for JJ. Y/N grabbed the chips sitting on her towel seeing JJ swim towards the ladder as well.

Y/N watched the way JJs muscles flexed as he pulled himself up the ladder the water dripping down his face and body made him look irresistible. “I don’t want to admit this but I’ve had a really good time with you.” JJ said plopping down in the drivers seat putting his sunglasses and hat on. "Hm haven't met a person who hasn't." She said popping a chip into her mouth and JJ laughed. "Fair enough." JJ put on a new song and he danced around the boat causing Y/N to burst into a fit of laughter and he stood in front of her playing air guitar and lipsyncing the lyrics. JJ held his hands out and Y/N hesitated before taking them and he pulled her onto her feet and danced stupidly around the boat with her neither of them seeing the boat approaching them.

"Is that-" Sarah started lowering her sunglasses to the bridge of her nose as Rafe gripped the wheel tighter and Toppers hands balled into fists. "Y/N with Maybank yeah." Topper said through gritted teeth. "I told her to fucking stay away from him." Rafe shook his head the only thing on his mind.....ripping JJ Maybanks head off. "You're fucking dead Maybank!" Rafe and Topper both yelled causing Y/N and JJs head to snap to the right their eyes widening. "Oh shit. JJ! Go! Go! Go!" Y/N exclaimed hitting his shoulder rapidly as she watched Rafe try to catch up to them. "You're dead! You hear me? Absolutely dead." Topper screamed pushing Rafe out of the way taking control. "Gotta catch me first!" JJ yelled back in a taunting tone which made the two kook boys even angrier. Topper was gaining on the two which made JJ go faster as well. "JJ slow down!" Y/N exclaimed as JJ took too tight of a turn causing the boat to flip over. "Shit shit shit." JJ cursed as they tried to flip the boat back over even though they knew it was pointless.

Topper and Rafe pulled up next to them both with winning smirks on their face as Y/N and JJ glared up at them. "Y/N get on the boat now." Topper demanded as Y/N shook her head saying 'no' and that she was going to stay with JJ. Topper chuckled biting his cheek and jumping into the water grabbing Y/N and JJ grabbed her arm trying to pull her out of his grasp but Rafe jumped in sending a punch to JJs face as Y/N cried out. "Leave. Her. The. Fuck. Alone." Rafe said through gritted teeth as he kept punching JJs face and Y/N struggled to get out of Toppers grasp her heart sinking when seeing Rafe holding JJ underwater. "Rafe let him go! Rafe." Y/N screamed as Toppers grip on her tightened. Rafe let JJ up for air pinning him against the boat with his arm on JJs throat. "Don't ever fucking go near her again." Rafe pushed JJ back into the boat sending one last punch to his face then swimming back to the boat getting on and Y/N was still being held by Topper as she gave JJ an apologetic look as Rafe drove the boat away. "Thanks for your help." Y/N scoffed at Sarah sitting far away from all of them just watching the water ripple.

Once they got to land Y/N made a beeline straight to her house ignoring everyones calls for her. She was so extremely pissed at all of them mostly Rafe for what they did to JJ, trying to kill him. Y/N heard soft knocks on her door thinking it was Sarah she opened the door imeediately going to close it when seeing the other Cameron. Rafe put his foot out to stop the door from closing and Y/N huffed as he let himself into her room. "Y/N I am so-" "No! You're not sorry Rafe! You're only sorry because I'm mad at you! You almost killed him don't you understand that? How could you be so okay with killing him Rafe?" She screamed at him and at first he was taken back, he's never seen her angry hell no one has she so always so calm and collected. "He's a Pogue Y/N." His statement made Y/N laugh. "Right sorry I forgot that it's okay to kill someone if they're a Pogue oh wait it's not! You're a scumbag Cameron. Fuck you you're a horrible person." She spat turning her back to him and that word made Rafes eyes darken and he stridded towards her turning her around placing his hand on her throat pushing her into the wall.

"Watch the way you fucking talk to me. I'm just trying to keep you safe." "Rafe." Y/N begged clawing at his wrist and forearm as his grip on her throat tightened. "Stay the fuck away from Maybank." He hissed his face dangerously close to her face. Y/N wrapped her hands around his wrist forcefully pulling his hand away as she gasped for air and he stared blankly at her realizing he just choked his crush and Toppers cousin. Top was gonna kill him. "I hate you Rafe Cameron." Y/N cried grabbing her car keys running out of the house with Rafe hot on her heels apologizing religiously and begging for her to stop. Sarah and Topper turned their attention to the two worry taking over their faces. "What the fuck happened?" Topper asked looking between Y/N and Rafe. "Your best friend just fucking choked me!" Y/N hollered running to her car tears streaming down her face. When she looked in her rear view mirror she saw Topper punch Rafe in the face and she smirked to herself driving to John Bs hoping JJ was there.

When she pulled in she smiled lightly seeing all her friends sitting on the porch and she sighed getting out of the car her head hanging low as she walked up. "Y/N! What happened with Topper?" JJ asked rushing over to her not seeing the tears streaming down her face since her hair was covering most of it. When she looked up JJs body tensed when seeing her tears and he pushed the hair out of her face and pulled her tightly against his chest as the rest of the Pogues got up hugging Y/N. JJ rubbed her back soothingly as he let her cry into his shoulder and then pulled her away slightly looking deep into her eyes. "What happened?" JJ whispered wiping her tears away. "Rafe tried to apologize and I screamed at him and called him a scumbag and a horrible person and told him to fuck himself then he pushed me into a wall choking me." She choked out through her tears and JJs muscles stiffened and veins in his neck started to poke out in livid ridges. "John B where are your keys?" JJ asked turning to face him as John B dug his keys out of his pocket throwing them to JJ who was walking backwards to the van.

"We should probably go with or else Rafe might be beaten to death." Pope insisted as they all climbed into the back of the van as JJ had a death grip on the steering wheel thinking of all the ways to kill Rafe Cameron. With the help of Y/N JJ got to her house with no trouble and he slammed the van door shut storming over to where Topper sat with Rafe and Y/N stayed by the van with Kiara leaning against it. "What are you Pogues" Rafe started to question as John B held Topper back and JJ was swinging at Rafe. "How dare you fucking touch her! You're a pathetic piece of shit Cameron laying your hands on a girl." JJ cursed at him and Rafe got a punch in and JJ chuckled wrapping a hand around Rafes throat throwing more punches to his face. “How do you like it huh?” Rafe was gasping for air and John B was telling him to stop and JJ looked up at him before looking back down at the bruised bloody boy beneath him. JJ grabbed the collar of Rafes shirt pulling his torso off the ground. “Don’t ever lay your hands on her again. Don’t even go near her. Stay the fuck away from her Rafe and if I see you near her I won’t stop next time.” JJ threatened throwing him back on the ground as John B threw Topper on the grass.

“Thank you JJ.” Y/N had her arms open for a hug which JJ gladly accepted placing his hand on the back of her head stroking her hair. “Anytime.” JJ whispered in her ear opening the van door for her closing it behind everyone and getting into the drivers seat. Once they reached the Chateau Y/N took him into the bathroom to clean the cuts on his hands. “You didn’t have to do that you know. You’re probably going to be in so much trouble.” Y/N frowned dapping the wet towel across his hands as he leaned against the counter and looked down at her placing a hand on her waist pulling her against his body. “I did have to do that, nobody should ever lay their hands on you, and if I do get in trouble it’ll be worth it.” JJ sent her a charming smile and she blushed biting her lip studying his face then leaning up to kiss his cheek. “I’m incredibly thankful for that.” “Least I could do when you pay off 30k for me.” JJ teased placing his other hand on the other side of her waist admiring her face thinking she was the most beautiful girl in the whole world and wanting to make her his. Y/N wrapped her arms around JJs waist resting her head on his chest as he placed his chin on top rubbing her sides soothingly.

They stood there for a few moments just holding each other in silence before it got interrupted by Kie and John B yelling about something back and forth. “You’re such a dumbass it hurts!” They heard Kie yell causing both of them to laugh and pull apart. “Let’s go get high.” Y/N whispered against his lips giggling and JJ leaned forward slightly wanting to kiss her and she teasingly pulled away grabbing his hand leading him to the porch. She sat on the couch, JJ next to her and she leaned into his side letting her legs sprawl out as JJ lit a joint placing it between her lips and they stayed like that for hours smoking, laughing with friends, and even a high night surf.

Pt.1

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Hiiii can i request prompt 53 with tsukki? My annoying cousin u may know @chibiiichan(i cant tag her its a surprise) recommend ur account and well she never been right more than now I LIKE UR ACC TOO URM JUST TAG HER IN THE POST (bcs its actually her birthday next week monday so....the least i could do this bcs she likes tsukki and shes recently talk abt the iwazumi story of yours....lmao shes cringe but in the same time got mad n i was besides her hearing her whining like bruh 'its 1 am'...i know i should buy something for her but she got spoiled enough 💅...that mf-) thank you ✨

‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER’

TSUKISHIMA X READER

2K WORDS

GENRE: ANGST,FLUFF

TW: SLIGHT AMBIGIOUS MENTION OF SUICIDE/ASSISTED DEATH, AND DEATH, CURSING (IN MY A/N)

THIS IS FOR @chibiiichann Happy birthday, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS (BECAUSE I HATE IT :D ) SOOOOO YEAH I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR BIRTHDAY.

NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL. EXPECT SLIGHT MISTAKES

You were dying. You knew it. Your husband, Kei, knew it. Even friends you haven’t spoken too since high school knew it.

So why did you all pretend that everything was okay?

5 year old Y/N:

You were running around your neighbourhood park chasing after butterflies, without a care in the world. As you were frollicing in the grass, you manage to trip over a rock tumbling to the ground scraping your knee making it bleed. Looking down at your slightly injured knee, your lip begins to quiver which eventually leads to wails of tears streaming down your face.

“you don’t have to cry you know?” said a slightly quiet voice towering over you. Above you was a boy, quite tall with a fat pair of glasses, golden eyes and a head full of blonde locks.

“Well when I get hurt, I cry” you say matter oh factly (is that the phrase?) rubbing your nose as you sniffle. He held out a hand to you, which you immediately took shooting upwards and brushing yourself off.  

The boy, after looking at you wildly, turns around and walks back to the actual park. “Oi wait,” you call at the boy swiftly following him “aren’t you going to ask my name?”

“no.” he says simply, proceeding to walk ahead.

“well my names Y/N L/N pleasure to meet you,” you say jumping in front of him so he doesn’t move, waiting for him to tell you his name...which he doesn’t. “you don’t have to be so rude you know”  

“I’m not being rude” he says stiffly “ it’s just my brother says not to speak to strangers” a smirk appears on his face to say ‘you can leave me alone now.’  

As if on cue, his brother approaches the both of you given the boy a slap on the back making him cringe “Hey Kei, who’s the friend you’ve made here?”  

“My name is Y/N L/N and I'm here to be KEI’s best friend!” you said putting the emphasis on the word Kei after just learning that was the blondes name.  

Kei rolled his eyes and sighed saying “nii-chan can we go home now” he folded his arms in annoyance.

“No Kei, you’ve got to get to know your new found friend Y/N-Chan right?” his brother said teasingly, knowing it was the last thing Kei wanted to do.

“Yes ofcourse!” you say with a toothy grin, dragging Kei along with you to his demise.

Until the sun went down, you spent the rest of your time with Kei getting to know eachother (well him getting to know you more, since you did all the speaking.) Regardless of his previous annoyance in getting to know you in the first place, Kei would be lying if he said he didn’t want to know you now.

As the sun was setting, Kei’s older brother (who’s name you learned was Akiteru) called him to tell him he had to go home because dinner was ready. Before he left, you grabbed his hand and wrapped your pinky finger around his saying “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

back to present -  

In some odd way, this was Kei’s way of looking out for you. He knew what you had was uncurable and would weaken you even more as the days go by, so pretending like nothing was wrong seemed to be best in his eyes.  

Everything you and Kei did was a game or some nostalgic act that you once did when you were children. It was sweet to say the least, seeing Kei all engrossed and determined to make you happy.  

Your alarm rings snapping you out of you daydream, ‘it was time for medicine’ you thought with your face scowling at the thought. Immediately on time, as always, Kei comes In the room with all your medicine thats needed.

“Aren’t you my perfect little nurse Kei” you say teasingly giving him a wink, laughing as you see his face turn red.

“Do you have to do this every time y/n?” he asks rolling his eyes at your childish behaviour.

“Oh I'm just showing love to my best and favourite nurse” you continue laughing at your own words

“Im your only ‘nurse’” he deadpans giving you your medicine as you talk.

“Well that is more reason to make you the best nurse.” you say smiling.

Silence falls between you, and you stare down at your arm watching as your husband gives you the medicine making you frown. “Do we have to keep doing this?” you ask which is probably the 1000th time you’ve asked.

“Of course we do Y/N as I’ve said yesterday and the day before that and the day before that it-”

“But do we really?” you interrupt “I can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep doing this.”

“Do you doubt me Y/N, I can do this forever” he says “ I can take care of you forever”

“But I don’t wan-”

“I’m finished, I’m going to start on dinner” he gets up and leaves the room yelling “I’ll call you when it’s done.”

Sometimes you and Kei have these conversations. And all the time it ends the same way. You complain, he ignores and then you go and have dinner.

You can understand why he doesn’t want to have this conversation. Who would want to hear about their partners complaints about practically being alive. Kei was torn, ever since he met you all he wanted to was to keep you happy. But could he compromise his own happiness for it.

15 year old Y/N - flashback

“Kei Kei, aren’t you excited!” you yell smiling widley

“Excited for what?” he asks, amused by your enthusiasm “it’s just highschool.”

“Well it’s a new highschool! Karasuno high school, to be exact.”

“And that is still just a school.” he says

“Not just any! That’s the school nii-chan went too, and even tho he lie-”

“Let’s not talk about it Y/N” he murmurs “we should go now, don’t want to be late on our first date.”

Going to Karasuno was fun, at the start everyone was pleasant and nice. But after a week or two when you and Kei were still stuck to eachother like glue, people weren’t so pleasant. Kei was like a pop idol, being gorgeous and over 6ft at just the age of 15, caused alot of attention, especially when he was always around you.

At the start, the hate you got was bearable, it was the petty bitchy notes in your locker or just people blatanly talking badly about you infront of you. People didn’t do it when you weren’t around Kei, so when he had volleyball practice (which you were so excited that he joined the team) you were a big target for the bullies to come around.

Kei didn’t really know of the bullying that happened towards you, especially since he was mainly in practice or not around when it happened. But one day in practice he heard some of his teammates, kageyama and hinata who seemed to talking about a student in one of their classes that was always getting picked on by the other girls in the year.

“Yeah and I heard that Nana-san was planning on getting her and her friends to attack Y/N-san soon.”  said Hinata

“Shrimpy, who are they planning on attacking?” Kei asks to make sure he just heard the ginger correctly.

“Oh this lovely person in our class their name is Y/N-san” he says, looking at Kei’s reaction he also asks “Why? Do you know them?”  

Kei doesn’t respond, and immediately leaves the gym, ignoring Hinata’s and the other members of the teams yells of ‘Where are you going tsukishima.’ He didn’t care, he just had to get to you.  

He searched all the classes, asking every student if he knew where you were. Someone directs him to the toilets, where he burst through the door to see the other girls in your year surrounding you and beating you up.  

“What the fuck are you doing to them?” he yells startling the girls.

“T-T-Tsukishima-san" one girl says “It’s not what it looks like.”

“Oh fuck off” he says, with them still frozen in shock “I said go!”  

“And don’t think I don’t know your names either” he calls after them.

He rushes towards your bruised body on the ground and cradles you gently, confused on what to really do. “Oi Kei,” you say weakly catching his attention “I would’ve won if you didn’t come to stop the fight.” you joke making him scoff.

“Whatever you say Y/N.”

After you heal up, Kei already told on the girls that beat you up getting them suspended, and you explain how they were treating you because of their infatuation of him. And how they only did it when he wasn’t around.

Once he learns this information, he decides to quite the volleyball team, to your surprise. But you demands on making him not quit were ignored, as he excused it by saying “I have to make sure you’re always alright remember, and if that means quitting some volleyball team then so be it.”

That was one out of the many times that Kei put his happiness before yours.

Flashback over.

When you first got diagnosed, Kei was immediately researching on it as it was a very rare condition. But sadly, he only found what the doctor already told you both. It was uncurable and your immune system and your body will weaken as the days go by.

Which it did, you were a shell of your past self. It was always shocking for Kei to see, especially with you only being 25. ‘It wasn’t supposed to be this way,’ but he never let you see his sadness.

Whenever you knew Kei was sad you always reminded him “Kei, I may be dying but please don’t cry over me” every time you said, there was a slight undertone of humour in your voice which always worked in boosting Kei’s spirit.

AN: IVE GOTTEN TO THE POINT WHERE I HATE THIS SOOO IM SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THE SHITTING RUSHED ENDING IM GOING TO PROVIDE FOR YOU LOL.

The days passed and the years went by, and you and Kei were still alive and kicking it. Doing your daily routine of you making some joke, Kei giving you your medicine and then you eating dinner. You eventually stopped complaining, realizing and remembering your promise you gave to Kei at 5 years old in that park. “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

Of course you had your rough days, everybody did and it was even harder being sick with a terminal illness. But having Kei to guide you through the storm made It better for you.

However, Kei isnt a miracle worker. He couldn’t save you, noone could. And you both knew that. That didn’t mean it made it any easier when the medicine stopped working and your pain got too hard to bear. Kei couldn’t watch you do this anymore, “the choice is yours” he said with tears in his eyes.  

So you knew what you had to do, you got in your bed pulling Kei with you, and letting him envelope you in a big hug as you both cried.

“I love you,” you say “You know that right?”

“Of course I know that, idiot” he replies “And I love you.”

“Always and forever?”

“Always and forever.”

AN: how did I END UP CRYING WHILST WRITING THIS WHEN IT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE, I WAS TRYING TO DO THIS COOL NOTEBOOK (I HAVENT EVEN WATCHED THE NOTEBOOK) ENDING WHERE ITS AMBIGIOUS AND SHIT AND I JUST GIVE UP OKAY? I APOLOGISE LOOOOOOL. I HOPE YOU ENJOY ATLEAST A SENTENCE OF THIS AT LEAST.

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Being Ransom Drysdale’s Daughter

Being Ransom Drysdale’s daughter was not the easiest thing in the world when people at your school would always talk shit about you. But you also didn’t care because you were a Drysdale.

Yes, your father was a dick to most people, but he was never EVER rude to you at all.

Well unless you were in trouble of course.

Ransom had you when he was 17 years old. He had a one night stand with this one chick from a high school dance.

She was never in your life and she dropped you off on Ransom’s doorstep.

At first Ransom had no idea how to take care of a baby. He had some help from Linda of course but she wouldn’t help as much.

Throughout the years Ransom slowly progressed into being a good father. Of course it took time for him to adjust but he did not regret a single moment with you.

You were his rock. His heart. His everything.

He would always spoil you with anything you want. Anything for his babygirl.

As you got older into teenage years, your personality got closer to Ransom’s however, you still had a sweet and beautiful personality. 

You were only a bitch to people who acted like bitches.

You somewhat got along with your family.There would be times where they would be rude to you but they had their moments.

The only people you actually tolerated in that family was your Grandmother, your dad, Meg, and surprisingly Jacob.

Yes, Jacob can be a literal Nazi, but he actually had a soft spot for you. 

You guys would insult each other but it would always end with smirks at the end.

It’s a love -hate cousin relationship.

With you and Meg, she was one of your favorite cousins.

She would give you weed sometimes, but there was a time when your dad caught you

He didn’t physically see you smoke it, but he smelled it on you.

“Y/N, is that weed I smell on you?” Ransom asked with slight anger in his voice

“What? No dad. No it’s not.” You said straight in a lie

Ransom knew you were lying and this is when he got mad.

“Y/N you’re grounded. I could smell it on you and the fact you lied to me too, you’re double grounded.”

You groaned in annoyance but you knew that he just cared for you and was protective.

Yes, Ransom was very protective

And when it came to boys, he said he would commit murder again. He said he was joking, but a little piece of you thought he really would

Like for example the time you brought a boy over after the freshman formal.

His name was Connor and he seemed like a genuinely sweet boy. But little did you know all he wanted was to get into your pants.

You thought your dad wasn’t home and was out and about.

But he was actually upstairs sleeping in his room.

You guys were in your living room watching a movie when he then put his hand around your waist.

You didn’t think much of it until his hands started to slither up your dress. 

You were furious at this action then you started to yell not so pretty words at him.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME”

Unfortunately, Connor didn’t listen and tried to pin you down on the couch. 

He was about to unbuckle his pants until an angry Ransom ripped him off of  you.

Ransom pinned Connor on the wall and said “IF YOU EVER COME NEAR MY DAUGHTER AGAIN, I WILL LITERALLY COMMIT ANOTHER MURDER” Ransom yelled at him in a deep and venomous voice.

Connor shook his head and ran out of your house.

You were still on the sofa in shock of what just happened.

Ransom turned his head towards you and his eyes immediately turned soft. You were crying and shaken up. He went towards you and engulfed you in a deep and passionate hug.

“Honey are you okay?” Ransom said still angered that a boy tried to make a move on you.

“Yeah dad i'm fine just shaken up.”

“Okay honey. Why didn’t you tell me you were home?” Ransom said with confusion knowing that his daughter usually tells him where she was at.

“I thought you were out of the house. I didn't know you were home”

“ Baby I was home the whole time. Who the fuck was that boy Y/N?” 

“It was a boy named Connor. He was my friend for about a couple weeks and he seemed super nice but apparently he just wanted to get into my pants.” you said feeling guilty to yourself for being so naive.

“Y/N I don’t want you to be seeing any boys. Not till you’re 30″

“Dadddddddd.” You said knowing he was half serious and half joking.

He just chuckled but then hugged you again. “I love you Y/N”

“I love you too dad”

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Obey Me-OC/MC Grelle

I can finally write everyone's favorite(Lol, jk) Grelle!

Picture of my baby drawn by the awesome and wonderful Iah!! (thanks for the picture, friend!) @rsmrymnt-tea

Full name: Grelle Christine Silvermoon (née Silvermoon, at the end of season 3, she is Grelle Morningstar)

Nicknames/alliases: Grelly Bean(by friends), Petunia(Lucifer only), Crybaby(Satan), Annoying(Belphie), Henry(Levi)

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Birthday: December 24th

Age: 23(First season) (26-no aging after that point. Turned immortal by Solomon)

Height: Let's just say an inch shorter than Luke

Likes: Anime, cute animals, plushies, dressing in a cute way.

Dislikes: Insects(mainly spiders), the dark, bullies, rude people, being mistreated or yelled at, needles.

Favorite food: Pizza, sushi.

Favorite dessert: Strawberry cheesecake.

Personality: Grelle is a kind young woman, shy, tends to overthink her situations, thinks that she isn't worthy, has a very low self-steem, insecure most of the time, scared easily. Cries right away(At the start of Season 1) Her personality changes through season 2-3, where she's more confident, knows how to fight her battles, doesn't need Lucifer to defend her constantly, she's learned from the many times she had to rely on Lucifer.

Appearance: Grelle is a really short girl, who didn't grow properly thanks to her dark past, she remained in a short height for her height, she's 23 but she appears to be younger than her actual age, but she is an adult and behaves like one. She has curly long grey/silver hair that goes to her mid-waist, bright turquoise/aqua eyes and a slightly pale skin.

Love interest(s): Leviathan(Formerly), Lucifer(Current, later husband)

Bio: Grelle was born to a rich family, one woman who at first treated her like a daughter, but later on that ended and turned into indifference. An alcoholic, violent man who after his wife died tragically, started treating his daughter like some object and scum, locking her down the basement when he got mad at her. Grelle is the third oldest in her family and has other nine-half children due to her father's second marriage. Due to all the mistreatment and horrors she had to go through earlier childhood to pre-adolescense, she gained PTSD and a few things trigger it with memories of her hiddeous past. She escaped home when she's 13 and helped her younger half-siblings escape with her and took care of them until they could take care of themselves. Prior to being selected to the Exchange Student Program in the Devildom she worked in a McDonald's as a waitress.

Family members: Rodrick(Father), Avalanna(Mother), Ian(older brother), Lucifer(husband) Luciela, Noctifer, Lucian, Lucien and Giselle Morningstar(future children) Solomon(distant cousin)

Relationships with family members

Rodrick Wyatt Silvermoon: With her father she has the worst memories and she wishes not to be asked about her family, all unwanted memories come to her and she is not up to talk about it. Never considered him a father but a monster. Once he wanted to hurt her half-siblings with a stick but she took the brunt of that, and bears the marks of that in her back which is a very sensitive part of her body. She hates him with a burning passion and wishes that he rots in hell.

Avalanna Ianne Silvermoon: She has the faintest memories of her mother being the only family member who treated her with respect and like a daughter for a brief time, after her father started to drink and hurt her mother, she started treating her indifferently until her death. Grelle really doesn't blame her mother. It was thanks to her father that she acted that way with her. She carries a picture of her mother with her and has declared more than once that if she was to meet with her mother again, that she would forgive her and tell her that she loves her, because she does. She never stopped loving her mom, it was not her fault she turned on her like she did.

Ian Wyatt Silvermoon: Her oldest brother was like the spitting image of her father, and therefore a Mini Rodrick all the way. Being the favored firstborn, he was giving a lot of endless priveledges, and so he gained a very smug and arrogant attitude, obeyed Rodrick into mistreating and hurting his younger sister, there was never the time where Ian wouldn't stop with his constant verbal abuse toward her, he was the one who injected through her veins those painful vitamins. When Rodrick went out on business trips, Ian stood in charge of the household and it were moments of pure hell to Grelle. Like her father, she wishes the worse to her brother.

Nine half-siblings: She took the role of mother to her younger half-siblings, she helped them escape home with her when she was 13 and raised them on her own in a secluded cabin in a forest where her family didn't find her and succeeded in that, after her escape she never saw those monsters anymore and she was glad for it. Currently in her residence in the Devildom, Grelle still is in touch with them and visit them when she can, they all love her the same way she loves them.

Relationships in the Devildom (Just Lucifer and Levi)

Lucifer: When she first arrived at the Devildom and was introduced with all the demon brothers and Prince of Hell, Grelle was greatly intimidated and scared of them to say the least. She never went against Lucifer's word, she never angered him for she could tell he has the authority in him and she didn't want to revive the horrible moments of hell she went through with her father and brother. Lucifer noticed that the human seemed to be listening well to him ever since the beginning and he was wondering if there was something else inside Grelle's story that was written in her information sheet. He never tried to go on her to scare her or used his demon form to intimidate her, he felt like she had gone through so many hardships during her life, that the way she was behaving was the product of it. He gave her trust when he would try to talk to her in private and was very soft, since she wasn't a trouble to him or his brothers, nor Diavolo. During the first months, despite being with Leviathan for a short time, Grelle knew that Lucifer was the man of her life, she honestly was in love with him than she was with Levi, it was very evident. Finally, Grelle chose Lucifer over Levi and the two of them fell more for each other, until they got married in the third year of Grelle's stay in the Devildom.

Leviathan: He was her first love interest during the first three months of her stay in the Devildom, because the both of them shared so many things in common. Love for anime/manga, insecurities, low self-steem. Levi who didn't really think humans were interesting, he didn't think the same of Grelle, she was in his eyes the perfect human. He confessed to her, about being a couple, Grelle accepted because she too felt a slight feeling for him. For three months they hung out and had lots of happy moments with each other. Until Grelle really admitted to him that her real love was Lucifer. He didn't take it very well, he let her choose who. Him or Lucifer, to which Grelle through tears chose Lucifer, apologizing to Levi for giving him high hopes that they would work. But after some times, the two came with an agreement, that they would still be good friends and that their months of relation, would be in their memory. He still loves Grelle up to this point, where she's married with Lucifer. Sure, being the Avatar of Envy, he envied Lucifer's luck with Grelle, but didn't try to win Grelle's heart again for she had been honest that she wanted to stay by Lucifer's side.

Trivia/fun facts:

Despite her past, she never turned out to be like her monstrous family members.

Her name "Grelle" means to be aggressive, violent, angry all the time which is ironic because Grelle is the complete opposite of what her name means.

She doesn't like authorital people, but she just clicked with Lucifer.

She is shorter than Luke.

She hates butter, but loves peanut butter.

Her zodiac is Capricorn.

She speaks seven languages and is highly smart.

[amindofstone]

Match up, No. 10

Anon said:

Hello! I would like the match up please I would like to have a Male character and here are stuff about me!

The thing I do mostly is like to care for others and help others, I mostly get tricked on very easily do to my kindness which will cause me to sometimes get very fiesty which not very but maybe like “ please just stop talking your being to loud.” In a annoyed tone, which is very rarely, I tend to like very many hobbies and I don’t judge people base on first glance I see what on the inside and not what on the outside, a weakness I have is my disability but I never allow it to stop me from my true goal in life! And I practically tend to like doing some boyish stuff like archery! I get a lot of compliments on my archery skill because a lot of people say I have the patients and the accuracy very good! My dislikes are I hate real cocky people who think there all good and don’t take stuff for granted I also hate people who look down on weak person as not a human but a animal. I hate peoples who take kindness for granted and use it for a selfish gain.

I stand at about 5’0 exact! I have long brown hair that gets a lot of attention because some people always say to me “ I die to have your hair:” I’m just a tiny bit chubby and have big blue ocean eye that gets a lot of compliments and a lot of people wanting it to. I very much get the attention for how smart I am and how kind I am! I also get some hate from boys when I prove them wrong that girls aren’t weak and I won’t back down from a fight if it means protecting myself, people or just anyone. I like to have some affection it doesn’t have to be a lot maybe just even a hand on the shoulder is fine! I also very do like to wear some baggy clothes and I do like wearing like summer dresses that are knee high. I also tend to get very excited from the smallest things. A lot of people think I’m a loner but when it comes to babies I’m all for them! My cousin even said “ she likes to be alone into babies comes in the picture and she all for them!” 💕I love children and my parents even told me “ your definitely going to be the house wife.” I don’t know if that a compliment or not but I’m taking it😂✌🏻 sorry if I shared so many!

a/n:

Hello there! How are you? I really enjoyed reading all those things about you. Believe it or not but the part in which you said that although you have a disability it is not holding you back to follow your dreams, was impressive. It truly made happy. I have two cousins that have a disability and get me sad every time I see them. But seeing them happy and keep doing whatever they want makes me always so damn happy. You seem to be such a sweet human. Someone bright and jolly. Please never ever change. You are such a strong and great human. Keep that attitude and make sure that even when you end up as a housewife don´t let anyone push you around or take you presence and work for granted. This world really needs more good humans like you. I am so happy you requested. When you mentioned housewife I instantly thought of Hinata (Narutos wife) and then thought about myself who is more of a mixture of Ino and Temari. That thought really made me laugh. LMAO!! Anyways I really hope you will like with what I came up with. If there is anything that bothers you or you don´t like, please tell me so I can change it. Other than that enjoy the little story I came up with. Happy reading!

Match up rules can be found HERE.

Warning(s): Maybe grammatical or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I´m still improving in every aspect (Please have mercy on that.)

!!! Please do not steal my idea or work. Credit me if this is shared or published in any other platform or any other way. Please respect me as the writer and my work. Picture is not mine. Credits to: @/SK,Martins (Can be seen in the pic) (found on the internet) !!!

· Well my dear anon. Like I mentioned before I think that you are a sweet and lovely human being. On top of that also simply adorable, fun and pure! Therefore I´d like to match you up with the future pirate king Monkey D. Luffy

· I think that you two would get along so well. So, SO WELL! Now hear me out!

· The way you two got to know each other might sound a bit of cliché but that’s simply how you meet. There was no princess in danger or a knight in a shinny armor but a clueless guy who wondered why a woman in a dress would walk around with arrows and a bow when they weren´t cupid. A simple human?! HA! Definitely not!

· Anyways that’s how everything started….

· The strawhats were docked on the island you were living in. At first they were anxious and didn´t want to leave their ship alone but when a worker at the harbor told them that the civilians on the island had cero problems with pirates as long as they didn´t do anything stupid or harm them. The whole crew got happy and started roaming around the island.

· Luffy being Luffy, screamed for food the moment his feet were on the island. And Zoro…. That guy yelled after him saying that if he gets to have food he wanted Sake. So, Luffy, Zoro and Ussop searched for a restaurant. Why Ussop you wonder? Well Nami send him with the boys because they otherwise would end up on the other side of the island. And Ussop compared to the captain and the first mate knew he had an actual brain and also knew how to use it.

· While the pirates were walking around the island you were helping out as a waitress in your uncles restaurant

· Everything went smooth. You served the people and had little chats with some of them. Some gave you too much tip and some other had you sitting with them and eat with them

· The people of the island knew you well. They knew you and loved you. Your uncle once even said that the only reason why his business was doing so well was because of you. The people never came for the food but rather for you. But you always denied it and told him that it was him and his food that was liked so much.

· Bu today there was something a bit different. A group of men you hated from the bottom of your heart came again. They were simply rude and egoistic. They were people from the wealthier part of the city, that was called royal neighbor. The reason why that neighborhood was called royal had nothing to do with the people that lived there. The only reason it was called royal was because it had a lot of wellness centers, hotels, casinos and parks. While this neighborhood, you were living in was given the name of idyll because of the beautiful nature. Landscapes that could have been painted and not to forget the dreamy beaches. But these group of young men simply didn´t understand that and thought of it differently. In a way that even the mayor couldn´t do anything else than just shook his head in embarrassment. But what could that poor man do. They weren´t doing anything against the law. They simply were annoying, stupid and egoistic.

· The group of young man, not older than 25, would always come once a week and have lunch in your uncles restaurant

· They entered the restaurant followed by three men you never saw on the island. At first you thought of them as sailors until you saw the green haired man carry three swords.

· You were in a dilemma. You didn´t knew if you should take care of the men that could have been pirates or the annoying group of disgusting men that always came. You gave your coworker a look and made sure he understood what you wanted. You were about to walk up to him and tell him to take care of the annoying group of men when you heard a plate breaking. You stopped in your tracks and instantly turned around.

· “This is our table. We always sit here. Now move you pathetic poor human.”, said Dean, the head of the group. You were mad. You were extremely mad and it took you so much energy and patience to not walk up to him and cut of his throat. But you calmed down and thought rationally. You took a deep breath and took your little notebook you used for writing down the guests orders when you heard a glass shatter right after Dean grabbed the customer at his collar and made him stand up. And this was exactly the moment you slammed you notebook and pen on the floor and yelled from the top of your lungs.

· “Watch out what you’re doing, you spoiled brat!”

· You stomped towards him and took a knife from a table on your way to him. “If you do not put him down in a bit and apologize, I swear to god I will make you regret waking up today and leaving your fucking bed!”, Dean knew you were no one to joke around with but his pride as a man kept pushing him. He chuckled and looked at you up and down while his friends that followed him like dogs laughed at your words.

· “Don´t make me start counting you pathetic version of a human.”, with furious eyes you looked up at Dean who still held the customer at his collar. “Look at that tiny girl trying to threaten…”, one of his friends was giving a comment but couldn´t finish his sentence because of you throwing the knife in your hand at him and cutting a bit of his ear and hair. You threw the knife with such a precise and strong grip that it ended up hitting the wall that was three meters behind him. “Watch out what you say because I don´t hesitate to drop the sweet girl attitude.”

· Dean looked at you with pure anger and let go of the man he was holding. He looked at his shocked friend and then back at you. “Today’s point goes to you. But the next time we come and this table is not free you will regret hurting him.”, said the angry man. “Listen here you little dumb spoiled creature. This table won´t be free for you. This is our table. Our property. You have no right to come and throw such a tantrum. And guess what, come again and I will be paying your parents a little visit and make them pay for everything you did. And I am sure that they won´t be pleased by your behavior since they are good friends with my parents and the mayor. Right? Now if I ever see you come here again I will make you pay. After today we will not accept your unacceptable behavior anymore. Now get the FCK OUT!!”

· After they left everything was silent for a few seconds but that change after your uncle started to clap and every person in the restaurant joined him. Your eye widened and your started to blush with a huge grin on your face. But that little moment of clapping didn´t last long. One of the pirates that entered the restaurant spoke up. “You did a good job but I AM HUNGRY!!!! Please FEED ME!”, you were confused. You didn´t know how to react and stood there like a statue.

· “Alright Sir. No worries. We will take your order in a few.”, said your uncle and approached you with a huge smile your notebook and pen. He pats your head with a proud smile. “You are such a brave and strong woman. I am so glad to have you in my family and I think it´s enough for today. Please take care of these men and then go rest: You deserve it.”, you nodded and smiled back to him. You pulled yourself together and made your way to the table of the pirates while your uncle left to take care of the broken glasses and the customer who had to deal with those stupid men.

· “Hello gentlemen. I apologize for making you wait I ….”, “No worries I actually enjoyed the show. You’ve got a good and precise eye. BUT NOW MY ORDER! Get me everything on the second site please.”, you absolutely didn´t knew how to react. You were looking at the talking man with a straw hat and then to his friends with big shook eyes. “I know what you thinking but he always eats that much and manages to stay alive. No worries. And getting to my order I´d like to have number 17 and 22 on the menu.”, said the one with a unusual long nose. “I take the same as him but with three bottles of your best sake.”

· You nodded with a disbelieving look on the face wondering if the first one is really going to eat all of the stuff. But you gave yourself a light slap and made your way to the kitchen only to be confronted with overwhelmed and surprised faces of the cooks. You shrugged with your shoulder and went to get the pirates drinks.

· While you went to get their drinks you saw that more people sat down next to the three pirates what made sense since the table they were sitting on was a huge one that usually only families took. Taking the drinks you served the three and greeted the new costumers. At the table sat a beautiful woman with black hair that complimented you for your adorable and genuine smile. With a blush you gave the others a menu too and took their orders

· Slowly with time passing all of their meals were served and you said your farewells and left the restaurant earlier then thought because your uncle said that he will take care of the rest. Thanking him you left and made your way to your archery lesson although it would have been way too early.

· Every time you came your sensei’s face would glow with pride. But the malicious person he is he would then drag you inside and introduce you to another challenge he came up with.

Time skip because ya author is lazy for the first time in a while now. *apologizes in trilingual

· It was late in the evening. You were on your way back home and thought why not take the route that would lead you to walk across the beach. You were having a good time alone. The sound of the waves that crashed on the cliffs and rocks were beautifully calming. The feeling of the sand under you feet were relaxing. With a smile upon your lips you were lost in your thoughts when the same guy with the straw hat you saw in the restaurant looked at you while blinking a few times before he asked you if you were Cupid the god of love like Sanji told him.

· With confusion taking over your mind you stopped in your tracks. Who on earth was he and that Sanji guy and why did he call me cupid? You wondered.

· And there you were looking at him with pure confusion while he looked at you with huge impressed and curious eyes for good 2 minutes until you shook your head and asked him who he and that Sanji were. He smiled at you and let himself fall down to sit cross- legged in front of you on the soft, warm sand. Now how do you think he introduced himself? Exactly my dear.

· “I am Monkey D. Luffy the future pirate King.”, “Huh?”, “And Sanji is one of my crew mates and the cook on my ship. Now tell me are you Cupid or not.”

· “Why would I be cupid?”, “Well you are wearing a pink white dress and you have a bow and arrows. So I thought that you might be on your way to shoot some people with them to make them fall in love. So, are you Cupid?”,

· “Alright first of all Cupid is a mythological creature made up by humans. He or she doesn´t exists. Secondly you really don´t look like a pirate nor do the others in your crew beside that one green haired man with the swords if he is also part of your crew. Thirdly you want to become the pirate king? Why?”

· And this my dear was how you two started a conversation that was to 50 % about him telling you stories of his adventures, 25 % basically about nonsense. And the other 25 % were… well that was about you telling him that you weren´t cupid but a actual human with the name f/n l/n. But he actually never got it. Until now.

· Eight years after your first encounter with the weird men called Monkey D. Luffy you still were busy telling him that you weren´t Cupid. But by now you not only had to tell him that but also your son who rather called you Cupid instead of mama.

· Congratulations you have two idiots in your life you love to the moon and back and would actually fight Garp for.

Bonus:

· “Does he really think that your Cupid or is that supposed to be something like a cute name?”, asked Dragon, the leader of the revolutionary army

· “I stopped thinking about that long ago, Sir. I really don´t know how to answer that. But just to make it clear if that confused you too. My name is y/n not Cupid.”, you told you father in Law with a sweet smile.

· “Wait. Cupid is not your name?! That brat introduced you to me as Monkey D. Cupid!”, Garp looked at you and Dragon with disbelieve.

· “If you ever wonder why you husband is so stupid just please now that, that stupidity comes from Garp. Not me. I swear.”

[divagonzo]

Like a Muggle

A/N: This is inspired (and a roughly written one-shot in my side-verse) by @headcanonsandmore aka Dadcanons and their musing of Ron being an awesome father to his kids.

Rated T for innuendo and some snogging but also veiled references to physical violence and social mortification. 98% Ace Safe. This will eventually end up on Ao3 and maybe FF.net

For now, though, it’s all for the Tumblr crowds.

Edit: Now on Ao3.

Give me my demarcation line damn it!

Ron opened the window to admit the unexpected owl. He was working in the Wheeze's office, trying to balance the books and was instead accosted by a nondescript brown owl. "Letter from Neville?" Ron unwrapped the twine from the owl's leg. "Need a rasher or a kip?" The owl hooted what sounded like a No. "It's from Neville. Does he need a reply?" Yet another hooting no.

"Wanna run on back then since Neville doesn't need anything else?" Ron reached out and let the owl come to him, stroking his head feathers gently before the owl took off again. He unrolled the length of parchment, using the readers on top of his head to scan the letter. Disappointment welled in his heart at first before pride shined. He had to go tell Hermione this straightaway, sod the books for an hour. He grabbed his dark blue cloak for the short walk to the Ministry. Taking the floo was too much hassle for a brisk fall morning. "George, I gotta run to the ministry. Back in a few." "Bring me back those shipping contract papers that Percy has for us, wouldya? Save a plonker the trip." Ron threw up a rude gesture while taking the twenty minute walk to the front of the Ministry. He needed the break anyway from the numbers swirling around his head this morning.

Through the toilets and through security, even with the bailiff who knew who he was and still checked him, in the lift down six floors to the Magical Law Enforcement offices, through the rows of desks for the bureaucracy known as the Ministry to Hermione's personal secretary Miranda Blunt. "Ah, Mr. Weasley. You're not on her agenda today so I assume it's important for her to see you immediately? Well she's using the Floo with her Italian counterpart on business so it will be a few." Ron smiled, knowing how important Miranda actually was to Hermione. Everyone thought she was just her secretary but only a chosen few - Harry, Hermione, Hemera, and Ron knew that Miranda was also her personal bodyguard at the office, after the few times anyone tried to breach the security of the department to get to her. "Tea, Mr. Weasley?" "Please." "Three sugars, spot of milk?" "I'd almost think you're related to Hermione with that mind of yours." "Nah, it's only for the important stuff. Husband's tea is important knowledge. And it's also a way for you to know it's really me." Ron gave her a lopsided smile while Miranda slipped into the secure office, returning a couple of minutes later with a small tray of tea and a couple packets of biscuits. "Your wife didn't know if you were peckish or not." "You spoil a bloke, you know that?" Ron tore the packet open and inhaled the contents. He'd missed breakfast this morning on account of other pleasant activities then fell back asleep, only waking fifteen minutes before he was due at the shop. Miranda went back to her seat and used the contraption Hermione got her last year, called a typewriter. They'd explained it to Ron that it was like writing on parchment but easier to read for those who had trouble reading so many varied scrips from people. Hermione had even gifted one to Arthur and he spent countless hours using it writing to his kids and grandkids. The door opened up a couple of minutes later and Hermione stood there, making a motion for Ron to come into her office. Ron followed her in and then he kicked the door shut and gave her a enthusiastic greeting, one that she never complained about before pulling back from his lips, her cheeks flushed and her eyes closed. "You rarely come to the office on a Wednesday so what gives?" "I got a letter from Neville this morning and thought you probably should hear it from me than from him if he sent you a letter, too." "Letter?" Hermione pulled her glasses up to the bridge of her nose, a faint imitation of McGonagall and scanned the parchment twice. "Detention! Two weeks! Rose Lavender Weasley, of all the people! Hexing two another students!" She looked at Ron and saw him smirking slightly. "You prat. There's a page two, isn't there?" "Of course there is," Ron handed it over and watched her frown turn to a grimace and eventually into a smile. "She takes after you, she does." Hermione looked up from the parchment and smiled. "You were always so good on speaking up for me and occasionally fighting my battles when I didn't realize there was one going on." Hermione went back to her desk and opened a drawer, pulling out a cup, pointed her wand at it and re-heated the black coffee, and took a long sip. "You must have zero nerves in your mouth," Ron muttered from his seat across the desk. "You get used to it," Hermione pulled out a length of parchment along with her eagle owl quill and inkpot. "Anything you want to add into the letter I will send off straightaway?" "Nah, she should hear from you first anyway," Ron knew he'd write a letter later today and send it off tomorrow morning so Rose would know how proud her dad was for her standing up for others. Hermione went to work writing and in short order, finished it and cleaned up the parchment with her quill. "I considered a howler but I refuse to do that to our child for any reason. I hated getting them when people thought I was toying around with guys during the Tri-wizard tournament. Besides, Neville has everything under control so I'm not upset too much over it." Ron recalled punching a certain git in the nose and smiled. "Who'd have thought that what started as bullying would turn into a trip for three of the bullies to the hospital ward with Hannah and two weeks detention for Rosie for hexing two students bullying Hugo and his friends, and blackening the eyes of the other two when they disarmed her. I don't think her having a broken hand for punching the boy in the nose was too far for her." "And Neville did say the boys pulled their wands first and she was disarmed." "I'm glad I taught her there's no shame in fighting unfairly when it's overwhelming odds." "I do hope there's no ongoing reprisals." Hermione looked at Ron and saw him shaking his head. "Nah, if I know any better, I'm sure the sods in question were told off privately to leave Hugo alone if they knew what was best for them." Hermione let out a stifled laugh. "What kind of idiot takes on a Rose when almost all of her cousins are present these terms? The only one who isn't' there is Teddy, Right?" Ron nodded. Hermione smiled slightly. "Sixth years and she's a third year, Ron." "She's as tall as many of the boys there, Hermione. It doesn't surprise me in the least. And if there are any further problems, Victorie would probably step in and put them in their rightful place, I reckon." Hermione picked up the parchment and scanned it one last time. "I think we do need to send a howler tomorrow." "Really? Why?" "One of the gits is Zacharias Smith's son and he said that “the only reason you weren’t expelled for this is because of your parents.”

Ron's eyes lit up. "Thinking what I'm thinking?" "I am."

Yet another demarcation line!

Rose tromped into breakfast, exhausted. She's been in detention with Professor Sinestra until one in the morning helping her sort maps and other useless rubbish. Hugo was the one who loved Astronomy and the stars. Only thing she wanted was to race around the Quidditch pitch and now she was banned for a fortnight, for standing up for those who needed protecting. It was so bloody unfair! James and Fred said she was brilliant for what she did and so did Molly and Scorpius. Al, being Al, laughed quietly when she said why she'd gotten detention. She looked up from her seat at the table, her friends with her in commiseration, and saw Zeb sitting across the way, scowling at her with two black eyes and a brace around his left wrist. Madame Abbot Longbottom said it was a small price for him to pay for being a bully on first years - that everyone in the school would know his shame. Owls swooped in, each dropping parcels for those who were present in the Great Hall. She glanced up and saw a tawny brown owl carrying a red envelope in it's talons. She felt the utter dread in the pit of her stomach.

Her parents sent her a howler. She knew she'd stepped in dragon dung if they were mad enough to send a howler. She felt the shame on her face and neck, a reminder to her that her Dad was the same way. She saw Professor Longbottom surreptitiously pull his wand from his robes, ready to silence it into oblivion if it got out of hand.

One last glance across the way and she saw Zeb Smith smirking, knowing how much trouble she was about to get into.

She took it in a shaking hand and tore the top off, hearing her Mum's tsking loudly. "Fuck," she said under her breath.

"Rose Lavender Granger, detention? Of all the things to get in trouble for, and you chose this," Hermione's voice droned loudly. She was shocked. Mom wasn’t yelling, well, no more than seemed usual. "We are so proud of you for standing up for the younger students. Who picks on first years minding their own business? What prat thinks so poorly of themselves that they'd berate first years for playing in the hallways between classes? " "Who tries to hex firsties?" Ron's voice interrupted. "Rude!" 

“Yes, it was very rude and you were right to intervene.” Hermione’s voice carried across the hall.

"We spoke with your head of house," Ron's voice bellowed, "and agree that the punishment fits the circumstances. Two weeks detention is adequate to us." "Sometimes the consequences are a fair price to pay." Hermione said.  "Serve your detentions knowing that we are proud of you for standing up for others who need protecting from bullies." "Love, Dad - " - and Mum." Rose released the breath she'd been holding entirely too long and looked across the way. Zeb was no longer at the table and neither were his three friends she'd put in the hospital wing fighting them like a Muggle.

[amazingmaeve]

I Missed you - Michael Gray

Masterlist

Summary: You and Henry knew each other since you were kids, then you started dating. One day you were on the way to his house to tell him you were pregnant. But he wasn’t there.

Disclaimer: This is my first time writing for the Peaky Blinders. I’ve only seen 4 seasons. And only some scenes from season 4. Also might make a part two.

Pairing: Micheal Gray

Warnings: Swearing

You and Henry have always been close when you guys were younger. But then puberty hit you like a train and you started dating him. He was your first everything. You loved him and he loved you. Or so you thought.

You went to his to tell you were pregnant. You were happy and nervous. You didn’t know how Henry would react to this news. You hoped he’d be as happy as you.

Once you were at his house you were surprised to find he had left and didn’t tell you. You asked his ‘mother’ and she said that he went to go find his real mom. She didn’t tell you were he went.

After that you went home to go cry into your pillow. You thought he’d at least write but a month later on your eighteenth birthday you haven’t received one.

You were 4 months pregnant and told your parents about the baby which turned out to be twins.

A boy and a girl.

Your parents forced you to marry a guy that’s 30 and his name was Jerry. You didn’t like him that much but it could have been worse.

Now 2 years later you being 20 and your kids being almost 2 years old. Your marriage hasn’t been going well. He treated you like crap but luckily he barely talked to the kids.

He had been sent to Birmingham for his job and you were going with him. You weren’t complain though you hated your village and couldn’t wait to leave.

You had went to go look for a job and your husband didn’t like the sound of that. He said. ‘I’m the man of the house and I should be providing for you’, which you only rolled your eyes at. You really didn’t care what he thought. You had seen a job as secretary for someone named Thomas Shelby or someone who worked for him. He seemed very powerful and dangerous. You didn’t care you just wanted to make money and provide for your kids.

You sat down on one of the chairs with your hands folded after you had the interview with Mr. Shelby. God you hoped you got the job you didn’t make impresssion. But hopefully it was good enough.

“Y/n,” She heard someone call her name but the voice didn’t sound like Mr. Shelbys. She looked up and her jaw dropped.

“H-Henry,” you gasped as you saw the father of your children here. God he looked so much different. His hair the way he dressed. Hell even the way he walked towards you was different. He was radiating confidence.

“It’s actually Michael now,” He corrected with a smile on his face. “I found my birth mother”

“Yes I know I heard it from someone else,” You snapped at him anger in the pit of your stomach. God you missed him but you hated him as well. He opened his mouth to say something but he caught the ring on your finger.

“You’re married,” He said with a shocked look on his face. You rolled your eyes and stood up with your arms crossed around your chest.

“Not by choice,” you snapped at him a second time. Before he could say something a cough from behind you. You turned around to see Thomas Shelby standing there.

“Good you two met,” Thomas said while rubbing his jaw. “Michael meet your secretary”

You let an annoyed sigh out. Of cours it had to be him you were working for. You don’t know how you can see him every day. Or run into him with your kids.

“Unless you guys don’t want that”, Thomas said as he had a confused look on his face. You nodded before leaving the building with tears running down your face.

You didn’t know what to do.

~~~~~

You looked down at the food you were making as you thought about everything. Michael. You should tell him. One side of your brain said and the other said he left you don’t tell him. You looked up at the kitchen table and saw your two kids. You smiled at Alexandra and Henry were drawing. You named your son after his father even though you hated him he gave you the two things that kept you going. And Alexandra was named after your grandmother who died a few years back.

Your husband wasn’t here though probably at the pub getting drunk and having sex with someone. A knock on your door snapped you out of your gaze. You dusted off your apron and went to go open the door. When you opened the door you saw Michael standing there.

“Hen- Michael,” You almost said Henry which would have been bad since your son would have come running. “What are you doing here,” You said looking at the ground not meeting his beautiful eyes.

“I wanted to talk to you,” Michael smiled at you. “Is your husband home,” He asked as there was jealousy laced in his voice you rolled his eyes.

“He’s probably at the pub,” You clarified annoyance evident in your voice.

“Well can I come in,” Michael asked after a few second of staring at each other. Before you could decline you heard the kids running up to you.

“Mommy,” They yelled as they hugged each of your legs with smiles in their voices. You could see the wheels turning in Michaels head as he looked at the kids in shock. You knew that he knew that they were his. They inherited his eyes and hair color.

“Mommy,” Michael repeated after a few minutes of silence.

You closed the door on him wanting to avoid the confrontation or at least not argue in front of your kids. You hoped he would knock on the door again as you tried to catch your breath.

You felt tugs on your legs and saw the twins looking up at you with smiles on their faces. “You okay mommy,” Henry asked. Even though he was almost two he was very protective of you.

“I’m fine sweet heart,” You said with a smile on your face as you bent down to pick them up. “Just a friend from the pasts,” you told them as they played with the necklace on your neck. The necklace you received from Michael on your sixteenth birthday. “Come on dinners almost done,” you said as you carried them to the kitchen.

~~~~~

On his way to his mothers house, Michael couldn’t help but feel bad that he had left when you were pregnant. He hadn’t contacted you because he didn’t want you to get hurt and now he doesn’t know what to do. As he reaches the door of his mothers house he could hear everyone talking and forgotten that they had a family meeting tonight to talk business.

As he walked in the room he could feel everyone’s eyes on him.

“Took you long enough,” Arthur broke the silence annoyance laced his voice. Michael rolled his eyes going to take a seat next to his mother. Who gave him a smile.

“Good now that everyone’s here we can get started,” Tommy coughed and started talking.

Even though it was rude but Michael ignored his cousin as his thoughts were resirved for you and his children he didn’t know he had. He didn’t know what to do and was kind of scared of being a father.

“Michael,” Polly snapped her son out of his daze he lifted his head to meet everyone staring at him. “You okay,” She asked concerned for her son.

“Was it your hot new secretary,” John smirked at his cousin hearing from Tommy about the confritation between you and Michael. Esme smacked his arm which John looked at her with a confused look on his face. “What”

Michael rolled his eye “Nope just a bit tired,” He lied trying not to get yelled at by his mom.

“Michael are you lying,” Polly asked her son and wondered why he was lying to her. Everyone was now invested in Michael.

“Fine she was just someone from my past,” Michael muttered. “And we were in love,” were he was still in love with you. With everything you did the color of your eyes the way you smiled and the little things you did.

“Ohh now it’s getting interesting,” Arthur shouted with a smirk on his face. Michael rolled his eyes and slightly nervous.

“I was with her when I was still Henry and the day I left I didn’t tell her and didn’t contact her. I did it to protect her from all of this,” Michael explained to his family. “But figures when I left she was pregnant,” He admitted a sigh coming out of his lips.

Everyone started at him in shock and nothing was said for a few minutes.

“Does this mean what I think it means,” Polly asked mad at her son but excited to have some grand children. Michael nodded.

“My god first Charolette then your secretary”, Arthur grumbled surprised at the turn of events.

“So what are you going to do,” Tommy asked letting the smoke out of his mouth looking at Michael. Before Michael could even get a word out Polly interrupted him.

“He’s going to apologize to her,” Polly snapped hoping her son would do the right thing.

“Don’t worry mom I will,” Something inside him was really happy that he was a father to not one but two kids. He hoped he would be given a chance to explain his side to you tomorrow.

~~~~~

You let a breath out as you sat your desk. Even though what happened last night you still went to work. Luckily for you Michael hasn’t been in yet. You looked down at the drawing you have been working on of your two kids. As you were drawing a snapping sound broke you out of your daze. You looked up at Michael with a nervous look on your face.

“We need to talk,” His voice was laced with determination and before you could decline he was pulling you up towards his office and closed his door behind him. You let a sigh out as he walked towards you.

“What do you want,” You tried to sound confident but it all came out in a whisper.

“You know what I want,” His voice was filled with annoyance which made you roll your eyes why does he have to be angry.

“They’re not yours,” You tried to lie your self out this but it didn’t work as Michael let a puff of his cigarette with a scoff.

“Why are you lying to me,” He snapped at you.

“Well maybe it’s because you think you have a right to be in their lives after you left,” You shouted as you got up. “You left me and doing so left me broken with two kids to raise as well,” you let out a sob as you looked at the ground tears falling out of your eyes.

“Love,” Michael began to say as he got up. “I know your mad I didn’t contact you because I didn’t want you to get hurt,” His hands came up to your cheek to wipe a tear away. “And I know you’re married but I want to try to be in my kids life”, his other hand came up to your cheek and leaned his head against your forehead. “Please,” He whispered. He leant down to kiss you and you didn’t know what to do and it felt right so you kissed him back.

You let out a breath before you nodded at him after you pulled back. He didn’t know that you had decided to split from your husband last night who came in drunk and almost hit the kids but luckily you got them upstairs before you shouted at him to get out. He grabbed your arm so hard it left a mark.

“I missed you,” you muttered. He smiled down at you.

“I missed you to Love,” He gat your fore head a kiss.

Michael got a piece of paper and wrote something down you looked at him confused.

“This is my address well my moms address but when ever your ready for them to come and meet me come here,” He explained with a smile on his face. You nodded with a little smile on your face.

~~~~~

That night came a few days later. When you decided this is when your kids asked where your husband or soon to be ex husband was. And you told them that he won’t be around for a while. They weren’t mad or sad since they hadn’t gotten to know them. But you wanted them to know their father. So you got dressed up and the kids dressed up and went to the address.

“Where are we going mummy,” Alexandra asked you as you put them down at the door step of the house.

“Well we are going to meet up with a friend of mine,” You explained as you knocked on the door. It took a few minutes before Michael opened the door and when he saw you smiled.

“Y/n,” He let out a sigh happy to see the kids and you as well. “Come on in”

You led Henry and Alexandra in the house it seemed really cozy house and you liked it. He lead you to a table and you sat down.

“Henry Alex, this is Michael your father,” You introduced them. You knew it was blunt but you wanted to be honest with your kids and they looked shocked.

“But I thought Jerry was,” Henry asked with a confused look on his face you sat him down explained some of it since he was even two yet while Alexandra went to Michael.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Alexandra politely said as she held her little hand to shake Michaels. He was so happy that this interaction was going good.

“It’s nice to meet you as well,” He shook her hand.

As everyone got to talking it took a few minutes before Henry talked to Michael since he just found he was his dad. But they talked and they had a lot in common. While Alexandra kept babbling in Michaels ear about a doll she had just got as she sat on his lap. He didn’t mind he thought it was adorable. But then four women came into the house.

You assumed it was his mom and possibly his cousins.

“Oh we didn’t know you had company,” Ada said with giggle.

“Is this who I think it is Michael”, Polly said with a smile on her face. Michael nodded and you assumed that was his mom. You got up to shake her hand and introduce yourself.

“It’s nice to meet you Ms. Gray”, You politely said as you hoped she wouldn’t be mad. She pulled you to a hug as the three girls sat down on the couch.

“You can call me Polly”

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My Babysitter’s a Vampire

Benny x Reader Oneshot

Love Positions Don’t Work On Me

Prompt: The Reader has a crush on Benny. When Benny cooks up a love potion for him and Ethan to get girlfriends he doesn’t understand why it doesn’t work on the reader.

Tick tock tick tock tick tock the loud clock droned on as you waited for your class to end. It was almost your favorite time of day. Lunch. Lunch was the time when you got to hang out with your friends and talk to the boy you liked. He was in your friend group, but you could never tell him you liked him. You were afraid to ruin what you had and plus that crap destroys friend groups. You just had to keep it a secret. It wasn’t a very well kept secret. It seemed like everyone knew you had a crush on Benny except for Benny. I guess it was kinda like Ethan’s whole thing with Sarah. He was always so incredibly obvious, but she didn’t notice or maybe she just didn’t care. No matter how hard you try you feel like you’re being too obvious. At least that’s what Erica and Sarah tell you. RING the ring of the bell ripped you from your thoughts as you grabbed your books and headed to your locker to see Benny. Your lockers were right next to each other. You stopped dead in your tracks when you got close enough to see Benny and Ethan at Benny’s locker with Sarah and Erica. Sarah was strangely hanging off of Ethan and to make things even stranger Erica was kissing Benny. You were furious. How could she do this to you?! She was supposed to be one of your best friends. You ran to the bathroom and proceeded to lock yourself in a stall and try to hold in the sobs. You knew you weren’t Benny’s type and that he could never possibly like you back, but you were furious at Erica for hurting you like that. She knew how much you liked him. Plus she could have any guy in school. She always goes for the jocks and the populars. What was she doing kissing this idiot? My idiot. Then the confusion set in. Why was she kissing Benny? Why was she even talking to him in public. Then the realization set in. That idiot! He used magic to get Sarah and Erica to date him and Ethan. You were pissed. You had to find them. You rushed out of the bathroom and ran into Rory. “Hey (Y/N)! How’s it hanging?” He asked. “I’m sorry Rory I don’t have time to talk right now” You apologize. “Do you know what Benny and Ethan did to get all of those bodacious babes to follow them around school? I tried to ask them, but Benny just said they had mad skills and-“ “Wait what do you ALL THOSE bodacious babes?! Are you saying it’s more girls than just Erica and Sarah?!” You ask. “Yeah! I didn’t believe it either. I saw them in the cafeteria. They had girls swarming them” He said in surprise. The anger bubbled inside of you. “I’m going to kill him” You say rather calmly as you walked away from Rory and head into the direction of Benny’s next class. Lunch was over now so you had to find him in the middle of English class. “So I’ll catch you later?!” Rory yelled down the hall at you with a voice crack. You didn’t respond. You were too angry. Dating somebody else? That would be one thing. But using magic to take away the free will of every girl in school to get them all to fall in love with you? He was so dead. They were both dead. I have no doubt that Ethan was part of this idiot scheme too.

When you got to his class you saw Erica making kissy face through the window on the door. She was obviously trying to get Benny out of class so they could fool around in the bathroom. When he didn’t come out she gave a pouty face and walked away. That was surprising. You walked up to the window next. You sent him a text saying CODE BLUE: Meet me outside now! “I really need to go to the bathroom. It’s kind of an emergency.” Benny said to his teacher who obviously didn’t want him leaving class. She sighed. “Fine. Hurry” His teacher said in an aggravated tone. Benny left the classroom to meet you in the hallway and you pulled him to the side. “What’s wrong is everything oka-“ You cut him off by punching him in the arm. “Ow! Hey! What did I do to deserve that?!” He yelled in a sort of hushed tone. “You’re such an idiot.” You say in a stern voice. “I thought you were in trouble. You said ‘code blue” He questioned you. “Yeah. Code red is trouble. Code blue is for BENNY IS A DUMBASS.” You yell at him. “I can’t believe you used your magic to get every single girl in school to fall in love with you! How could you do that?! How could you be that ridiculously irresponsible and rude?! Think about what you did to all of those girls!” You lecture him. “HeyHey Hey- I was just trying to help Ethan okay. You know he’s liked Sarah for-like-ever” He tries to reason. “First of all I love Ethan, but Sarah should have her own free will to decide on her own who she wants to date and secondly that doesn’t mean you should have forced every girl in school to fall in love with both of you!” You continue to lecture. “I dropped the bottle I didn’t mean to-“ He stopped talking and you could see the wheels turning. “Wait a second. If every girl in school is in love with me, why aren’t you? It even worked on Erica, but you’re just mad at me” He asked. The wheels were turning and sooner or later he was going to figure it out. “(Y/N)....are you...” he trailed off for a second. Oh no. He knows I like him. “A lesbian?” He asked. That is not what I was expecting. “I mean it would explain a lot considering you’ve never had a boyfriend and-“ You cut him off again. “Will you shut up! I’m not a lesbian and even if I was that shouldn’t even matter” You say not knowing what else to say. You weren’t a lesbian, although you were an ally. “You can tell me. It’s okay. I’m your best friend” Benny said sincerely as he put his hand on your shoulder. You could feel your heartbeat in your throat as you looked up at him with his perfect smile and his stupid brown hair. “You have to get back to class. I have to go...” You trailed off as you turned away from Benny and walked down the hall. “(Y/N)! Wait!” He started after you. “I just can’t do this right now” you said quietly as you walked away. A single tear slipped down your face, but he couldn’t see it because your back was to him.

RING the last bell of the day rang and you were out for the day. You just wanted to go home and forget anything ever happened. You stood at your locker packing up your things when you heard your name being called “Hey, (Y/N)! Wait up!” You heard Ethan’s voice through the crowd of students. “What do you want Ethan?” You were still mad, but you were angrier with Benny considering he was the one who actually created the spell. It was probably his idea too. “I just wanted to say that I totally respect you and whatever you’re going through. Ya know I have a cousin who’s gay” He said trying to be supportive. “For the last time I’m not a lesbian!” You exclaim, shutting your locker and walking out of the school. This had all gone way too far. You knew what you had to do. It was time to pull out the big guns.

You stood in front of Benny’s front door. You pressed the button and heard the doorbell. The door opened to see the sweet face of Benny’s grandmother, a sweet old woman with magic powers, totally capable of kicking anyone and everyone’s ass. “(Y/N)? What are you doing here? Benny is supposed to be at Ethan’s. I thought you three would be hanging out there” She questioned me. “Benny is at Ethan’s, but Benny is also being an idiot so that’s why I’m here” You explain. “When isn’t he my dear?” She joked. You laugh a little. “Come on in. I’ll make you a snack” She offered. You gladly accept and sit down in the living room. She brings you a sandwich and a glass of lemonade. “Thanks Grandma” You smile. You loved Benny’s grandmother. Your own grandparents lived out of state so you were never close with them. “So what have the boys gotten themselves into this time?” She asked, obviously a little tired of their bullshit. “Benny made a love potion and now every girl in school is in love with them” You sigh. She gave me a sad look. She knew. Grandmas always do. “Don’t worry my dear. They’ll get their’s” She smiled. “What do you mean?” You ask. “The Earth must stay in balance. When you knock it out of balance, it will knock back. As much as those girls loved them, they’ll hate them just as much” She laughs. “Oh my god” You grow to have a horrified look on your face. “What’s wrong my dear? Don’t you want them to pay for what they did?” She asks. “Erica kissed Benny! Like she KISSED HIM! She barely even likes him on a normal day! She’s gonna kill him” You explain with worry. “I gotta go!” You say rushing out of the house and over to Ethan’s.

When you arrived at Ethan’s house you saw angry girls all over his lawn. The martial arts club had baseball bats and hockey sticks. You start to fight some of them off. “I am so sorry that I told Ethan you were a lesbian! Please don’t kill me!” You hear Benny scream. “I’m not a lesbian!” You exclaim putting your fist out, punching and successfully knocking out the president of the martial arts club. That’s when Erica and Sarah drop down. “You’ve gotta be kidding me! You two just had to magically seduce the two strongest beings at our high school, didn’t you?!” You yell at them. “Nobody is killing Benny, but me!” Erica argues. “And nobody is killing Ethan, but me!” Sarah adds. “Well too bad because neither of you will be killing anyone” You inform them. You then pull out the UV lightsaber the boys made to fend off the girls. They won’t go anywhere near the light and as long as they stay away nobody gets hurt. It’s like a bug zapper for vampires. Sarah and Erica started hissing and you knew you needed a plan quickly. “I have an idea!” Ethan says almost on que. “Well I’d love to hear it!” You and Benny both yell at the same time. You get a little blushy, but the boys can’t see because they’re standing behind you. Next thing you know you’re being pulled into some cage that Ethan bought online from some movie or something. “Are you sure this will work?” You ask. “The eternity cage is impenetrable!” Ethan exclaims. “And so is the prop...I hope...” Benny adds. The three of you migrate to the center of the cage where Sarah and Erica won’t be able to touch you and you decide to wait it out in close quarters. Benny and Ethan were pretty close, but Benny was on top of you. He had one arm wrapped around you. You don’t even think he noticed. It seemed like second nature to him, but you didn’t mind. “How long do you think this is gonna last?” You ask. “Well they loved us for 6 hours so I’m guessing they’ll hate us for about 5 more” Ethan guesses. “Awesome” You state as more girls flock to the cage. You press close into Benny as you leave one arm extended with the UV lightsaber. He wraps his arm tighter around you. “I’m sorry” He says quietly. “For what? Telling Ethan I’m a lesbian? Even when I’m not even a lesbian?” You ask him. “Well no, but I’m sorry for that too” He apologies. “What I meant was I’m sorry for getting you into this” He adds. “It’s okay. You didn’t mean to drop the bottle” You acknowledge. “Why are you in this?” Ethan asks. “What do you mean? I care about you guys” You tell him. “No, I mean why are you in THIS? Why weren’t you loving us in school and now hating us on the other side of these bars?” Ethan asks. You know the answer, but you just don’t feel like explaining. You’ve gone through all of this with Benny. You can’t lose him now. “I don’t know. Maybe I just spend so much time with you guys that Benny’s magic just doesn’t effect me like that” You spill out some stupid answer that you know isn’t true. Thankfully the boys believe it. Eventually you dose off in the cage in Benny’s arms while Ethan mans the UV lightsaber.

You wake up the next morning to see Sarah and Erica in front of the cage with Benny’s Grandmother a key...the key to the cage. You forgot you were locked in. You watched the boys beg to get out and eventually the girls let them out on one condition.

You were sitting on Benny’s front porch with Sarah and Erica while Benny’s Grandma was in the front yard with a lawn chair. You were drinking lemonade as the boys washed Benny’s Grandma’s car. The four of you were taking full advantage of the boys as payback and it was kinda funny although you did feel a little bad for them. They spent the night in a cage with girls wanting to tear them limb from limb surrounding them. You thought they’d had enough. “Hey, Benny I think we’re out of lemonade. Why don’t you come inside and help me make some more” I offer. “Yeah, sure” He puts down the sponge and heads inside with you. The kitchen is a little quiet until Benny breaks the silence. “So why didn’t my spell work on you?” He asks. “And don’t say you’re immune to my magic because that’s not how it works” He adds. You knew you had to tell him. No lie in the world could get you out of this. “Benny...” He looked at you with interest. “Love potions don’t work on me...because you can’t make somebody fall for you...who already likes you...” You tell him. You start to sweat and your blush becomes uncontrollable. “Wait you-“ “Yeah” You cut him off. “How long?” He asks. “Since like forever...” You tell him. “Since we met in middle school...” You add. He begins to smile. “Why didn’t you say anything?” He asks. “Well you were always all over other prettier girls and-“ He cuts me off. “(Y/N), no one is prettier than you” He tells me. “What?” You ask. “(Y/N) you are the funniest, smartest, bravest, most beautiful girl I have ever met” He confesses. “Really?” You ask. “Yes” He smiles and leans down to kiss you. You smile into the kiss. You pull away. “Benny! Where’s my lemonade with extra plasma?!” We hear Erica yell. We separate and laugh. We then get back to making the lemonade.

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Footsteps

@natsume-ss gift for @polandspringz! I had a lot of fun writing this! I really related to what you said about liking the more subtle, emotional parts of the series as it pertains to Natsume’s feeling of belonging, and I hope I was able to capture that in this fic. Happy holidays and I hope you enjoy!

TW: implications of bullying, emotional manipulation, and child neglect.

Word count: 1784

When Takashi was five years old, footsteps meant that his father was coming to tuck him in.

The house was big, and old, and sometimes cold, but it didn’t matter because his father would always be there with a warm smile, a gentle voice, and kind hands. At night, there would always be a book tucked under his arm, and Takashi would sit up excitedly in his bed, eyes sparkling in anticipation.

“Read me a story!” he would say.

His father would chuckle and say that he would probably find the book boring.

“That’s okay,” Takashi would reply, scooting over to make space beside him.

His father would sit down, tipping the bed over ever so slightly, and open the book to whatever page he was on. Takashi didn’t always understand what was being read to him but the fact that his father was there, a warm presence next to him, was enough to lull him to sleep every night.

He vaguely remembered the feeling of a blanket being draped over him and the noise of a screen door sliding closed, and he would fall asleep to the soft thumping of his father walking away.

When Takashi was six years old, footsteps meant that the monster was coming.

There was a monster at the end of the hallway who was always following him. But the monster wasn’t real. Uncle and auntie had said so. So when there was knocking on his room door in the middle of the night, Takashi would jam his pillow over his head and ignore it.

But the monster was there. It followed Takashi around the house and knocked on his room door at night. It stood next to him at the table sometimes and called his name.

“What does it want?” they would ask.

“It wants me to draw it a mouth.”

And then they would laugh at him. And then the little girl who lived with him would glare at him. And then he would feel so, so alone.

Uncle and auntie didn’t mean anything bad, he knew that. But he also knew that they thought he was strange and stupid and had too wild of an imagination. They cared for him but they didn’t care about him.

His father would’ve understood though. His father would’ve held him and told him everything was going to be okay, and that they were going to get rid of the monster together. His father would’ve believed him.

He missed his father.

He wonders if uncle and auntie would miss him as he stepped into the car, watching his new home get smaller and smaller behind him.

When Takashi was eight years old, footsteps meant that someone was angry.

Then again, auntie was always angry. And when auntie was angry, his cousins got angry at him too. It didn’t matter that he didn’t do the things that he was accused of, they got angry at him anyway.

They said that he was the one who broke the vase in the hallway even though he had seen someone else do it. They said that he was the one who ate auntie’s cake in the fridge even though the crumbs were at the corners of their mouths. They said that he was the one who started that fight at school and they were only defending him because Takashi was weird and they were so nice. Nevermind that Takashi had never actually been anywhere near that fight.

Auntie’s sandals made a different sound than everyone else’s. They were louder, the slapping on the wood floor more sharp. They came with a decisiveness that he had never heard from anyone else. They made Takashi want to run away and hide in a place where they would never find him.

And when they sounded like that, they were always coming towards him.

Takashi thinks he might have preferred the monster.

When Takashi was thirteen years old, footsteps meant that he had to be very, very quiet.

Auntie always came home late. Uncle says it’s Takashi’s fault, and he thinks uncle might be right.

The first time auntie came home late, Takashi came to greet her at the door. He laid out her sandals for her, offered to make her tea, and tried his very best to make her like him. And then she looked at him, kicked the sandals aside, and blew past him and into her room.

She smelled strongly of alcohol, and Takashi pretended not to notice.

Auntie kept on coming home late. Takashi kept greeting her at the door and laying out her sandals. She kept on kicking them aside, harder and harder until one day they flew straight into his face.

“Just stay in your room so I can forget that you ruined my life!” she had yelled at him.

The next time auntie came home late, her sandals echoing in the empty hallway, Takashi stayed quiet in his room. Auntie came home late every day from then on.

He heard uncle yelling one night, telling auntie that she couldn’t keep on blowing their savings on alcohol, that they had Takashi to think about, that if people found out they weren’t taking proper care of Takashi they could get into very big trouble.

Auntie stormed off and slammed the door to Takashi’s room open, yelling at him that everything was hard because of him. That they could barely afford to live because of him. That she hated him. Takashi stayed quiet and hoped she would think he was asleep.

“He can’t hear you,” uncle said. “He’s sleeping. You’re wasting your breath.”

The door closed and Takashi let out a big, shuddering breath.

Tomorrow, he swore, he would learn to cut his own hair.

When Takashi was fifteen years old, footsteps meant the cold.

He could tell auntie and uncle didn’t like him much. He could tell they thought he was a dramatic troublemaker and a nuisance. But they were nice enough, and their son seemed to genuinely like him, and so he needed to stay with them.

He couldn’t make trouble. Even when auntie deliberately denied Takashi a scarf on cold days despite her son’s insistence. Even when uncle repeatedly forgot to think of Takashi when he brought home treats from work. Takashi wasn’t stupid. He could tell they hadn’t really wanted to take him in the first place. He had to be grateful that they did anyway and took care of him as best as they could bring themselves to. Besides, his new older brother was nice. He would sneak sweets into Takashi’s room when his parents weren’t looking, and loudly proclaimed that he didn’t like a certain shirt anymore and Takashi should have it even though they all knew that he had only bought it the week before. He would help Takashi with school work and insist on walking home with him when they saw each other on the way.

It wasn’t so bad, really, but Takashi was tired.

He was tired of people disliking him before even getting to know him. He was tired of having to be alone all the time. He was tired of going to live with a different person every half year, all of which never wanted him.

Which was why he had to stand down. He had to keep his head down and not do or say anything that would make them want to send him away because he needed to stay here.

He started going on runs at night to keep himself from going crazy. To let out all the pent up energy and emotion that he had to keep bottled up day after day. He focused on the sound of his footsteps on the asphalt and the bite of cold wind through his clothes and just runs until all he could think about was to go to sleep.

He’s grateful no one notices, but sometimes when he comes home to deafening silence and chilling darkness, he wished they did.

When Takashi is sixteen years old, footsteps meant kindness.

The first night he came home with Touko-san and Shigeru-san, they fussed over him until his ears rang. They asked him if his head was still hurting after his fall, what kind of food he liked to eat, what kind of clothing he needed, if he wanted a bed or a futon in his room.

Takashi’s head hurt. None of his previous guardians had ever asked him this many questions before. Especially not about his preferences. 

He apologized and told them he didn’t know, and when their faces fell, he frantically added that he liked manjuu.

The next morning, he found a box of manjuu with his name written on top on the kotatsu in the living room.

Every night after that, right before bed, he would always hear the soft thudding of his guardians’ footsteps coming towards his room. Either Touko-san or Shigeru-san or both would knock at his door, poke their head in, and ask him if he needed anything. Takashi always said no, until the night his body betrayed him and he sneezed right in Touko-san’s face.

She made a small sound of surprise and promptly ran out of his room. Takashi stared at his door in horror, thinking that was it. They were going to send him away. That had been so horribly rude of him and they were going to tell him tomorrow morning that they couldn’t keep him anymore.

And then Touko-san ran back into his room, an impressive pile of blankets in her arms, and proceeded to cover him in four layers of warmth before smoothing his hair back with a smile on her face and bidding him good night.

Takashi sweat like mad that night, but he never took any of his blankets off.

They didn’t send him away when he ruined one of Touko-san’s pans trying to make breakfast to thank her the next morning. They didn’t send him away when he ran home screaming and collapsed on the entryway. They didn’t send him away when he came home with a failing grade, or when he asked to keep the strange fat cat he had found in a shrine.

They were ecstatic when he brought friends with him for the first time. Touko-san fed them until they were full to bursting and Shigeru-san regaled them with tales of his most impressive fishing exploits.

And every night, without fail, they would still knock at his door, asking him if he needed anything. And Takashi would smile, thank them for their kindness, and fall asleep with his heart more full than it had ever been.

When Takashi is sixteen years old, footsteps meant that his family was coming.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Written In The Stars LXXXIX (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: I’m sorry for the last chapter, I’m not tho 

P.S. I made a spotify playlist with all the songs I’ve put so far in the story, I’ll leave the link here :) -Danny

Words: 1,992

Series’ Masterlist

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Listen to: Catch Me -by Demi Lovato

Chapter Twenty-Four: Misconceptions.

She hated that she cared so much now, everything was relevant, every mistake felt like a missed opportunity. 

She'd almost kissed him merely a month ago, and she would've kissed him tonight if it weren't because he'd chosen to blame her for the attention some boys were paying to her.

For Harry, it made sense that Mel would rather spend time with a Quidditch celebrity or a popular Gryffindor than to spend it with him. He was jealous of the Slytherin that managed to change her mind about their least favourite house, and if that wasn't about enough, Erick also had a very attractive cousin, in case Mel needed more options.

She surely had the talent to befriend good-looking boys, she had to at least admit that.

Mel was always changing plans, giving him the best presents, defending his bloody honour! What else does she have to do to convince him that she will always choose him?!

"I saw it this morning, Severus!" An angry voice exclaimed over the bushes. "It looks almost fresh like they just tattooed it in my skin!"

"Really?" Snape's voice came out with disinterest. "Must've been a trick of the light..."

"You know it wasn't! It's an omen! A terrible omen!"

"Quite honestly, I don't see what there is to fuss about, Igor."

Mel realized she'd get in trouble if they were to find her eavesdropping on their conversation, so she tried to flee. However, she crashed against someone's front, Mel grunted and turned around quickly, "Sorry!"

Harry blinked in surprise, probably not expecting to see her.

"Severus, you cannot pretend this isn't happening!" The voice was getting closer. "It's been getting clearer and clearer for months. I am becoming seriously concerned, I can't deny it —"

"Then flee," Snape replied. "Flee — I will make your excuses. I, however, am remaining at Hogwarts."

Mel jumped out of Harry's grip, fearing that Snape could find a fitting reason to take points away since he seemed to be registering the bushes in search for rulebreakers.

"Ten points from Ravenclaw, Fawcett! And ten points from Hufflepuff too, Stebbins!– And what are you three doing?"

"We're walking," Ron told Snape. "Not against the law, is it?"

"Keep walking, then!" And with that, both men were gone.

"What's got Karkaroff all worried?" Ron muttered.

"Dunno, he was talking about some mark on his skin," Mel kept her eyes on them until they disappeared. "Said something about bad omens..."

"Since when have he and Snape been on first-name terms?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Is weird–" She shared a look with the boy, then remembered she was mad at him and turned hot on her heel without a second glance.

"Wait!" Harry called after her.

Unfortunately, she had to stop a second time when she heard Hagrid's voice coming from the bench ahead of them. Mel hushed him and indicated both boys to be quiet before pointing at the bench. Harry turned to see if they could go back and tapped Ron's shoulder to get his attention and tell him to go back. Ron strongly refused when he saw Fleur there with her date and pulled them closer to the shadows so no one could see them.

"You better hope Snape doesn't find us here, Ronald," Mel whispered angrily.

"Shh!"

"What did you know, 'Agrid?" Madame Maxime was saying.

'I hate this, I hate this, I hate this,' Mel echoed in her mind, eyes fixed on a beetle slowly crawling up the reindeer statue where they were currently hiding.

"I jus' knew... knew you were like me... Was it yer mother or yer father?"

"I — I don't know what you mean, 'Agrid..."

"It was my mother. She was one o' the las' ones in Britain. 'Course, I can' remember her too well... she left, see. When I was abou' three. She wasn' really the maternal sort. Well... it's not in their natures, is it? Dunno what happened to her... might be dead fer all I know..."

"Mel," Harry tried a second time. "Mel, I'm sorry about what I said before, I didn't mean–"

"Are you really trying to do this now?" She hissed. "Shut up!"

"Me dad was broken-hearted when she wen'. Tiny little bloke, my dad was. By the time I was six, I could lift him up an' put him on top o' the dresser if he annoyed me. Used ter make him laugh... Dad raised me... but he died, o' course, jus' after I started school. Sorta had ter make me own way after that. Dumbledore was a real help, mind. Very kind ter me, he was..." Hagrid blew his nose loudly.

Mel jumped and Harry pulled her back quickly, she noticed his hand lingered on her waist afterwards. She didn't try to push it away, for now.

"So... anyway... enough abou' me. What about you? Which side you got it on?"

"It is chilly," Madame Maxime stood up. "I think I will go in now."

"Eh? No, don' go! I've — I've never met another one before!"

"Anuzzer what, precisely?"

The hand on her waist tightened and her shoulders tensed, they were preparing for impact.

"Another half-giant, o' course!"

" 'Ow dare you!" Madame Maxime gasped. "I 'ave nevair been more insulted in my life! 'Alf-giant? Moi? I 'ave — I 'ave big bones!" She stormed off into the castle, after a minute of dense silence, Hagrid walked slowly in the direction of his cabin.

"C'mon," Harry's voice startled her again. "Let's go... What's up?"

"Did you know?" Ron asked. "About Hagrid being half-giant?"

"I didn't," Mel replied.

"No," Harry shrugged. "So what?"

Ron grimaced, he shook his head, pushing them forward. "I'll explain inside, c'mon..."

Mel didn't want to go back inside with them, but the curiosity was killing her and she needed to know, no one talked until they reached a table.

"So? What's the problem with giants?" Harry was the first to ask.

"Well, they're... they're... not very nice."

"Oh, I understand everything now," Mel said sarcastically.

"Who cares? There's nothing wrong with Hagrid!"

"I know there isn't, but... blimey, no wonder he keeps it quiet, I always thought he'd got in the way of a bad Engorgement Charm when he was a kid or something. Didn't like to mention it..."

"But what's it matter if his mother was a giantess?" Harry insisted.

"Well... no one who knows him will care, 'cos they'll know he's not dangerous... But they're just vicious, giants. It's like Hagrid said, it's in their natures, they're like trolls... they just like killing, everyone knows that. There aren't any left in Britain now, though."

"What happened to them?"

"Well, they were dying out anyway, and then loads got themselves killed by Aurors. There're supposed to be giants abroad, though... They hide out in mountains mostly..."

"I don't know who Maxime thinks she's kidding," Harry grumbled. "If Hagrid's half-giant, she definitely is. Big bones... the only thing that's got bigger bones than her is a dinosaur."

"Are we sure is not a misconception like several from around here?" Mel inquired. "Take muggle-borns, for example..."

"Oh no, not at all. Giants are awfully violent and let it very clear during the last war... wonder how Hagrid's dad got one interested..."

"Let's not talk about Hagrid behind his back, all right?" Mel looked around. "More so when there are so many people that could hear."

Five minutes later she was considering to go find the twins and join their table when Harry tried to apologize once more.

"Mel?" He inched just a bit closer. "I'm sorry, I really am– I didn't mean it."

"I know that," She scowled. "You said it anyway, and it hurt."

"That's why I'm sorry," He seemed truly repentant. "I didn't mean to make you cry–"

"I didn't cry."

"I saw your face when we found you," He turned his body, now he was fully facing her. "I felt awful, even before I saw you... I don't want to stop being friends."

"Me neither," She grumbled. "What d'you suggest, then?"

"I want to know if you'll forgive me first," He said with a hint of hope. "Will you?"

Of course she would, she wanted nothing more... She also wanted to yell at him that he had no reason to be so rude. Blimey, why did he have to be so stupid?

"Yes," She glared, "but don't ever talk to me like that again, I'm not the type to take advantage of nice boys and you know it. It's awfully rude, and I have enough of that."

"You won't hear a word of it again."

"Okay... What now?"

Harry smiled shyly. "I can offer you a dance before the ball ends? I know I messed up the last one..."

She could've refused and kept her chin up for the rest of the night, she could've even said she'd rather dance with Goyle than to give him the satisfaction of saying he got to dance a third time with her... but she really wanted to dance with him.

"All right," She stood up and walked without waiting. "Just one. I don't feel like holding hands with you for long periods of time."

"What about short periods of time?" Harry asked, happily following her like a puppy.

"If you find a way to get away with it," She replied with the tiniest smile. "You may certainly try."

By midnight the ball was coming to an end, it wasn't the perfect evening Mel had dreamed of, but it had been nice, even educational. She saw Hermione walked past them without a second glance. Ron had it coming, he and his need to be in a bad mood about everything all the time.

As they started their way upstairs, a voice called Harry. It was Cedric, he rushed over to meet them halfway, leaving Cho Chang at the foot of the stairs.

"Yeah?" Harry asked in confusion.

Cedric looked at Mel and Ron with mistrust, both kids gave him a weird look and kept walking, understanding the message.

"He sure acts like he's worth a lot, the idiot," Ron scoffed.

"Cedric didn't do anything to upset you."

"Cedric?" Ron replied as they got to the second floor. "I wasn't talking about Cedric."

"Then who?"

"Krum! Strutting around the castle, going to the library and talking to Hermione like he has the right to... to interrupt your study sessions."

"Are you jealous?"

He looked scandalized, "Why would I be?"

"I honestly don't know."

The rest of the walk was quiet until they entered the common room, Hermione was waiting for them, arms crossed and a stare that Mel knew all too well.

"Well?" She asked.

"Well, what?"

"Are you going to apologize?"

"Apologize?" Ron gaped. "I did nothing wrong!"

"Yes, you did!" Hermione stepped forward.

"Godric, have mercy..." Mel groaned, walking up to a chair and sitting down heavily.

The Gryffindors that were arriving paid no mind to their argument, most of them were too tired to even notice what was going on.

"I was only telling the truth!" Ron continued loudly. "This has to be another way to get more points on the next task, I don't like it and neither should you!"

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?" Hermione was shaking in anger, her hair was slowly falling down from its bun and her face was getting redder.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" Ron yelled back.

Harry arrived then, giving her a puzzled look.

"Just let it happen," She mumbled.

"Next time there's a ball," Hermione continued, "ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!" The girl walked out of the place and straight to the dormitories.

"Well," Ron said, blinking a few times in confusion, "well — that just proves — completely missed the point —"

Mel stood up.

"Get over it," She patted his back and went upstairs.

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Ectoplasmic Bonds

Dannymay2020 Day 30: Family

“AHA! I have found you, ghost child. You are no match for my peerless intellect!”

This was weird. Not the ranting and dramatic posing in midair, that was just Technus being the weird little boaster he was. The fact he was boasting at a park with no gadgets in sight was the confusing bit. He’d expected the Box ghost or some random animal when his ghost sense rudely interrupted his Saturday, not the tech crazed monologuer. 

“I didn’t know we were playing hide and seek!” His hands glowed green, ready to blast the second his foe made a move. “I know a great place you can hide though!”

“Playing? No, we are not playing hide and seek!” the ghost crossed his arms, almost looking insulted. “We are playing BASIC HEALTH EDUCATION, for your feeble mind is clearly LACKING THIS DATA”

“Uh. What.” Danny blinked, eyebrow raising in bafflement. Blasting the ghost would probably be best, but he hadn’t even taken advantage of his blank stare.

Technus shook his head and tisked at him. “Your cousin let us know about your RECKLESS BEHAVIOUR, ghost child! It is a wonder that you haven’t collapsed!”

“My cou-Dani? Wait why would Dani be buddies with you?” the green glow snuffed out, brain struggling to figure out what was going on. Was it April first? Was this a really complicated distraction plot?

The green skinned ghost tisked again. “By being as reckless as you! Young and thinking you are invincible!”

Well that answered approximately nothing at all. Yet the ghost did seem to be serious, he was getting the distinct impression Technus was scolding him. For something. Maybe he was just having a weird dream. “I still have no idea what you’re babbling about.”

“Your education is LACKLUSTER, child! How can you not know you are starving yourself? You are more a ghost baby than a ghost child!”

“Well excuse me for not getting the ‘ghosts for dummies’ book!” he snapped back, wondering if he should go after the ghost for that baby comment.

“Ah, ah, I am not fighting a half starved toothpick! You put those fists down, child and listen to your elders!”

He was totally scolding him, what the heck. “Ghosts don’t eat, what are you even on about?”

Technus put his face in his hands. “The youth of today! So uneducated!” Yet when he looked back up he just seemed more determined. “Fear is all well and good child, but it is no replacement for ectoplasm! The state of your cousin was appalling!” He seemed to notice how Danny tensed at the mention of ‘cousin’ and continued. “She is FINE thanks to our cardboard enthusiast!”

“Well uh. Thanks for helping her out?”

“It was AVOIDABLE! If you were not so reckless in hanging around over here all the time! Do you WANT to start falling apart from lack of ectoplasm? It is distinctly UNGROOVY”

...Was he actually worried about the two half ghosts? Weird. “Errr no, I would not like to do that, thanks.” He had enough nightmares from just seeing it happen to the other clones.

“Then you must stop AVOIDING returning to the ghost zone! You have not come in over a month! Perhaps exhaustion is a thrill to you, but you take it to RIDICULOUS levels! The cousin was quite WORRIED for you, ghost child!”

Dani had managed to set Technus on him for...not going into the ghost zone. What. That was important? “I don’t think I have to-”

“YOU DO! Do you think ectoplasm will rain from the sky for you here? NUH UH. IT DOES NOT.” He seemed larger,  looming over the teenager as he pointed at him. “You might have a big battery but it will still RUN OUT. Then no more RECKLESS ghost child!”

Why did he feel so embarrassed? Why was he even letting Technus of all people chew him out? “Okay, okay! I get it!”

“GOOD. Puddles are very BORING nemeses!” He glared at the jumpsuited teenager for a moment longer before vanishing, apparently planning to keep his word on a lack of fighting.

He really, really hoped all this was just a very dumb dream. People had definitely seen the encounter, it was pretty hard to overlook two ghosts yelling in a park in the middle of the day. Mom would probably call it proof that all his fights were staged, or something fun like that. Not that the truth of ‘he came to yell at me because I’m bad at being a ghost’ was much better.

Mom’s pondering at the table in the evening shot any hope square in the chest. “I suppose they do look similar, colour scheme wise. I’m not sure it’s any proof of a familial relation though, there’s no real reason for such relationships”

Jack nodded, scratching at his jaw before adding his thoughts. “Maybe new ghosts cling to older ones at first before separating off to do their own thing? Phantom’s got some electricity powers, doesn’t he?”

“He does, they do share the tendency to never stop talking as well, come to think of it.”

It was very difficult to not respond to that remark. He was not the kind of scenery chewer Technus was! This was going to be a looooong night.

“It’s just strange. They’ve never shown to have a friendly relationship before now. If they wanted to take the town for themselves it’d make more sense to let Phantom stay ill.”

“Even ghosts want to protect the young of their species?” Jack frowned “I didn’t think the spook was actually a young spirit though.”

“True. Technus might only call him a child because of his appearance. Yet it did look like a parent scolding a child, didn’t he complain about the youth?”

“Well if we can nab one of em, we can see if they share or have similar ectoplasmic signatures! It could be an instinctive thing if they’re ‘related’ that way.”

Danny worked to suppress a groan, rubbing at his forehead. Great. Now they thought Technus was his ghost dad. All his dated references were going to be way worse now! He so wasn’t like him! The second his friends found out it was going to be their new favourite joke.

-

He never did manage to figure out how to track Dani down, instead getting surprised by her with a tackling hello.

“Does this count as a ghost attack?” he asked, smirking as the the ghost snickered at the question.

“I dono, does it? You aren’t fleeing in terror.”

“Maybe I’m just an out of towner that doesn’t believe in ghosts“

Dani shrugged before landing, taking a few glances around before shifting back to her human form. “Then I guess I’m a ghost that doesn’t believe in ghosts either.”

“New outfit?”

“Yup! And it’s all mine,” her grin was infectious as she grabbed the edge of the thick purple hoodie, fiddling with the dark lining that seemed to have a scattering of stars. “I don’t even feel cold in the zone with this on.”

“You know you don’t have to live in the ghost zone, right? Jazz can probably make up some forgotten branch of the family you’re from, or something.”

“What, and join you in tip toeing around ghost hunters that love and hate you at the same time? No way cuz. If I wanted that, I’d be with Vlad.” she paused with a frown. “Well okay, it was fake love but you get it.”

“Too well.” he shrugged, trying to ignore the rush of irritation from his parents being compared to that absolute fruit loop. “What did you drop by for then? Seeing as you sent Technus after me last time. Which I’m still mad about.”

“Oh you know, catch up with Val, enjoy some sunlight. Nothing big.” she rolled her eyes “I didn’t send him after you! I just mentioned to Boxy how you don’t go to the ghost zone much and I guess he spread it around?”

“Well thanks to that people think Technus is my dad!”

“What, he’s not?” she burst out laughing from the other half ghost’s full body shudder, ducking the half hearted snowball thrown her way.

“Oh you think it’s funny now, just wait until they start saying it about you too.”

“Nope, still funny! Besides, I already got a ghost dad.”

“You what.” he stared, but she didn’t seem to be kidding. 

“Well after the whole Boxy making sure I didn’t drop dead from lack of ectoplasm thing a lot of ghosts kinda felt bad for me?” the dismissive wave of her hand seemed a bit forced. “Way easier to deal with over there than with humans. They knew I didn’t really have a place that was mine so they let me stick around for awhile.”

“I guess that was nice of them. You sure it isn’t some trick?”

“You worry too much cuz. You really think I wouldn’t have been super suspicious at first? Already did that once!” her glare made him blush, rubbing the back of his neck. Stupid question, of course she’d be careful after Vlad. “Being a clone with no papers is way easier in the ghost zone, so spending most of my time there just makes sense.”

“Yeah, I guess it is,” He couldn’t imagine wanting to live in that green chaotic world, but he actually had a decent amount going for him on this side. Dani...didn’t.

“So yeah, basically got adopted by Nocturn. He helped me figure out the design, it’s reversible.”

“Wait wait NOCTURN? The guy who tried to put everyone to sleep to take over the world? That one?!” he sputtered, only causing his clone to laugh again.

“Yeah? Everyone likes to try and see how powerful they can be sometimes, did you take it personally?”

“Yeah a little! People could have been hurt! And he dumped me on a random rock in the ghost zone! Then tried to kill me!”

“Everyone tries to kill you.”

“Like that makes it better?! He’s a nutcase!”

“Or maybe you’ve only actually met him once? Everyone wants to try messing with Amity Park at one point. It’s just a thing to try, since you never really seriously hurt anyone.”

“Now you make it sound like the ghost attacks are my fault.” he muttered, quickly realizing Dani didn’t care if he wasn’t exactly a fan of the dream ghost.

“Well they’d come anyway because the human world is cool. Some of them are totally only coming to try stealing the town from you though, sorry cuz.” she shrugged again “Oh! Noc’s pretty impressed by your ice attacks by the way, but he’s still pretty sure Frostbite could help with a few things.”

She nicknamed him! “Noted. Uh. Maybe tell him not to do the whole take over the world and kill me thing again?”

“He won’t. One, I consider you family. Two, watching and learning from dreams is more his thing. The take over the world bit was more of a ‘sure why not give it a go’.”

She seemed so relaxed, even while his mind was yelling that she couldn’t be safe around a ghost like that. Yet she was the one who mostly lived in the ghost zone. She probably would know a lot of his foes better than he actually did...though it still rankled. “Well I’m glad you found more family over there. But I’m not inviting him for lunches.”

“You’ll have to be the one to come visit sometime! You have no idea how scared some ghosts are of you, it’s hilarious. They don’t know you’re a total dork.” She perked up when he stopped crossing his arms.

“Hey, that just makes you dork squared ya know.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works.”

“Sure it does. Or not. I’d have to ask Tuck.” he managed to keep smiling, trying not to think too hard about why he’d be considered terrifying to ghosts.

“Or you could ask your daddy” her smirk was vicious as he let out an offended squawk, flinging another snowball after her.

“Don’t even joke about that!”

“Tooooo late! Bye cuz!” her laugh was warm and carefree as she fled from her flustered cousin, vanishing as she darted behind a large bush.

Probably off to go find Valerie now then before headed back home. Still, it was good to know she had a home to go to now. Even if it was with some ghosts he usually had to beat up. Family reunions would be a whole lot messier if she kept that up. Though really, she deserved any kindness she got.

He still wasn’t going to forgive her for the Technus thing though. He was going to need to brush up on dream and sleep puns for proper retaliation. 

[minervahopebeyond]

Blood Petals.

Hi, Everyone! This was so much fun to write!!

I’m not going to update for a few days because I have to do a paper for college. As soon as I finish it I can write again.

I hope you enjoy this chapter!! 😊💕

Ps. I’ve checked but I’m sorry if you find any grammar or vocabulary errors.

Chapter 8: Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

August brought good news to Grimmauld Place: Sirius name was cleared. He still needed to do a trial in a few months but he was granted a permit to get out of the house. It turned out that Mr. Potter was almost done with the test so he could be taken into account to vouch for Sirius.

It seemed as if everything was falling into place. The weird thing was that outside, things were getting pretty ugly. He couldn’t help but to be worried about his mother at Malfoy Manor.

“I just need you to tell her that I’m safe. And watch over her. Please, Severus...” His godfather refused to send information to her, which he didn’t like but after a few fights he understood. He tried to keep Draco informed about how she was doing every week (when the meetings took place).

Severus was still mad with him. The blond boy considered telling him, but he didn’t want to be pitied anymore. And there’s the fact that Severus would know who it is... Because back in fourth year, Draco went to his office (crying) and yelled at him about how utterly barbaric the first task was in that bloody tournament. He also demanded that Potter to be disqualified right there and then, to which his godfather responded:

“I will not let him die. He has to compete, there is no other option. Breathe, Draco.” He made a small pause and looked at him with kind eyes. “You foolish child... how long have you kept this inside?” And Draco started to cry even harder.

At least Mr Potter and Sirius seemed to be blind about the whole thing. They still, occasionally, joke about Weasley being his secret love. How can someone see him around Potter and not know? He even feels embarrassed about how obvious it is. Specially living at Grimmauld, because he could call him all the mean names he wanted but he was in Potter’s house . He couldn’t bully him in there or ignore him because it would be rude and it would hurt Sirius’s and Mr. Potter’s feelings.

Just a couple of weeks and they would be back at school. Not petals yet, even though the coughs were getting worst.

He just needed a distraction, to take a walk, whatever. He had a plan. Next week the twins would open the shop at diagon alley and he was determined to go. And because he knew that te answer was going to be ‘No, kid, it’s too dangerous’ he made a list of precautions that he promised to follow:

1. Mr. Potter and Sirius would come

2. I will change my hair color (black) with cosmetic charms

3. I will use Sirius old muggle clothes (because they will never suspect it)

4. It would be a short visit (an hour and a half)

5. In case something happens and I get caught I will not hold you responsible for that and I highly recommend to be obliviated so they can’t torture me for information.

He put that same list in front of Severus, Sirius and Mr Potter.

“No. Go upstairs, you are interrupting a meeting”

“I hate to agree with him but no, cousin.”

Draco rolled his eyes and groaned. It was just this thing! He never asked for anything. They were so unfair.

“I actually don’t see anything bad with it”

Mr Potter was an angel on earth. Draco smiled brightly at him. The other two men were looking at him, furiously.

“It may have slipped your notice, Potter, but you do not have a good radar for deathly situations.”

It was the wrong thing to say. Mr Potter face changed and looked with a severe face at him.

“I would recommend you to shut your greasy mouth, Snivellus.”

Draco frowned. He never called Severus names, it was a force of habit because of Lily. His godfather really had upset him. And something shifted in the potions professor too, something like pain and guilt. He closed his eyes and sighed before turning to Draco again.

“ONE hour. And you put something on your face that makes them think you are someone else.”

Draco nodded quickly. Pansy had taught him how to do his eyes, she had given him a shadow palet last year. With that, the muggle clothes and the black hair he would be safe for sure. Sirius interrupted them.

“How did I turned out to be the only responsible adult around here? This is a bad idea and I’M saying it!”

Draco 01- Adults 00

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‘This is so bloody weird’ . Draco looked at his reflection on the mirror. The black color of his hair highlighted his skin tone and made the grey of his eyes stand out more. He kind of looked like Regulus.

He put some make up on too, black eyeliner and used a little blue metallic eyeshadow, very soft, to cover his eyes a little more. If someone would say he looked stupid, he could say that Severus made him do this. They didn’t need to know that Draco loved putting make up on.

Sirius had lend him a ‘Bowie t-shirt’ (which he still didn’t understand what it was, apparently some singer that muggles liked), some light-blue jeans that were ripped on the front and a pair of combat boots. He looked good. He thought it would be too weird but the style suited him rather nicely.

“Kid! Come on, everyone is already there.” Mr. Potter screamed from downstairs.He grabbed his wand and left his room.

“Hey, Sirius! I brought your brother back too!”

“IF YOU DID BLOOD MAGIC I’LL-“

And then he stopped talking when he saw Draco. His mouth was open and he had a disbelief look on his eyes. He could see the tears starting to appear on his eyes.

“You look just like him... I mean, not the clothes but-“ He could hear his voice cracking. His cousin reach to touch his face and his hair. “Prongs can you come, please?” Now Sirius was absolutely crying and Draco felt bad about joking about it before. Mr. Potter came running then.

“Padfoot? Why are you crying... Oh”

“He looks just like him, doesn’t he? Like if Regulus was using my clothes.” He said between tears.

Mr. Potter nodded and pulled Sirius into a hug. He kept whispering things to calm him down and at some point his cousin relaxed. It always surprised him how well he knew Sirius. When he was sad, when he was happy, when he was pissed off (and didn’t tell anyone)... James always knew, and he always knew what to do about it.

He would never regret making that deal. Never. How could he? He didn’t know Sirius without James and he didn’t want to.

After Sirius washed his face, they left the house. They apparated to the shop and got in as quickly as possible, the more eyes they avoided the better, but when they got in the place was crowded.

“It’s okay, kid. Just be careful. We will be here if anything happens.” He nodded at Mr. Potter and left to find the Gryffindors. It was bloody difficult with so many people there. Suddenly someone grabbed his arm, he turned to look, it was Potter.

“I though the whole point of you using this stuff was to not attract attention.” He said in a low voice. Draco frown at him.

“The whole point was not to look like me, and I don’t.” He said as pointed to his outfit and make up.

“Of course you look like you! And this is not blending in, Malfoy.” Potter hissed at him. So Potter thought he looked horrible. ‘ Don’t cough. Don’t cough. Don’t cough ’. He pulled his arm away from the boy and crossed his arms, uncomfortable.

“Sweet Merlin, you are on muggle clothes!” He heard Weasley when he appeared beside him, he was jumping on his spot like a bloody child. Draco rolled his eyes. “We should send a picture to Charlie!”

Potter pulled a disgusted face at that. Draco had this theory that Potter was a little disgusted by homosexuality. He wasn’t going to say that being gay was a bad thing, but if someone acted on it or talked about acting on it... He would react like this. Crossing his arms, looking away, making disgusted faces or changing the subject completely.

“ It’s a joke, Potter.” The green eyed boy had an annoyed expression on his face anyway. Draco turned to look at Weasley, maybe he knew why his best friend was so pissed off, but the redhead just shrugged.

They started walking so Draco could take a look around the place. It was so colorful. It seemed as if there was only happiness in the shop. Everyone was laughing, having a good time, and Ron told him that the sales were going pretty well from what he knew.

The three of them were looking at the Pygmy Puff section. Draco couldn’t understand how such a little thing could be so cute and fluffy. Weasley didn’t seemed to understand how fascinated he was with the creature, he kept asking if he was planning on passing the entire hour looking at balls of fur(to which Draco responded that it was a possibility, yes).

“Draco? Is that you?” He froze. He knew that voice. Potter and Weasley were with their wands on their hands already, just in case. He turned to see the boy and casted a muffliato around them so they could not be heard.

“Blaise. Hi.” He said with a small voice. It’s not like Blaise would do anything to him, as far as he knew, his family was neutral in the last war. It shouldn’t be different now.

Blaise was so handsome. Sometimes Draco thought so much about Potter, that he would forget that there were other attractive people on the planet. Looking at Blaise right now, he remembered why he was the first option on his list.

The boy was about the same hight as Draco. His dark skin looked so smooth, inviting to be touched. His deep dark eyes were looking at him as if he was in shock. Then Blaise smiled at him so brightly that it seemed to light up the whole room. He pulled Draco into a bone crushing hug while he was lifting him a little. His feet weren’t touching the ground, Blaise was so strong...

“Thank Merlin you are alive. Pansy will kill you for running away. You know that, right? Months and not even a letter saying that you didn’t die.”

He hugged Blaise back a little tighter, trying to convince him in that same hug that he was safe, that he shouldn’t worry.

“I’m hiding, I can’t send owls. I’m sorry, darling” He always used pet names with Pansy and Blaise. It was an habit that he got from his mother, she would always praise the ones she loved. She said it reminded them that they were importan to us, special.

“You look great, you know? I thought you were a random pretty guy. I was coming here to seduce you with my charms” Draco chuckled at that. Blaise put him down and looked at him with warm eyes. “This suits you, Dragon. I approve.”

Draco smiled at him and did a little twirl. He heard someone groaned behind him and he turned around.

“I haven’t seen my friends in two months, either you are patient and let me talk or you leave.” Weasley had his hands up as if he was saying ‘Not me,mate, I don’t care’ but Potter on the other hand was frowning at him.

“You shouldn’t be talking at all. He could tell someone he saw you with us. I don’t like it.” Draco glared at him.

“First: I don’t think the Zabini family will get involved in all of this. Second of all, Potter: who the hell asked for your opinion?” And that did it, because the green eyed boy looked so pissed off that he turned around and left. Weasley sighed and said that he was going to talk to him, see what the problem was. Draco nodded and said that he’ll be right there, just a few more minutes.

“Well, that was something I’ve never thought I’ll see. Potter being protective of you, I mean.” Draco chuckled and shook his head.

“ I think he’s worried that I’ll get kidnapped and they will know everything I know now.”

Blaised looked at him with an amused expression and shook his head.

“If you say so...”

They talked a little more, Draco promised to sit with him and Pansy on the train as always and asked Blaise to not say a word to anyone that he saw him, not even Pansy. Blaise complained a little but agreed.

“Just be careful.”

Draco nodded and gave him one last hug before he went looking for the Gryffindors.

He found them with Granger and Ginevra by the Amortentia fountain. Potter didn’t even looked at him. The twins were making fun of their sister because of Thomas. Draco being bored grabbed a little vial and opened it.

He knew he would smell Potter in there, he just didn’t know how. He put the vial in front of his nose and breathed in the potion. It was marvelous. Something sweet, like treacle tart. There was also the smell of fresh cut grass mixed with broom polish... like the quidditch pitch at Hogwarts. The last one was Potter’s cologne, which Draco thought it was ridiculous because it was the cheapest thing ever. The things that attracted him the most were all Potter. He sighed, the soft tickles started to act up. Please, not now.

He saw Potter frowning at his vial. Draco was sure he would regret it, but he walked around the fountain to stand next him.

“You look unhappy, Scarhead. What did you smelled there? “

“It’s none of you business, Malfoy.”

Draco rolled his eyes. They stood quietly there, hearing Weasley bickering with Granger about nonsense. A few moments later the dark haired boy spoke.

“This could be wrong, right? Like if it wasn’t brewed properly” Potter kept looking down, cute blush on his face. Draco smirked at him.

“If it wasn’t brewed properly you wouldn’t smell anything, besides, I smelled it too and it works fine. Believe me.”

Apparently it wasn’t what Potter wanted to hear because he blushed even harder and put the vial down.

“Really, Potter, why is it such a big deal?” The boy shrugged.

“If you mock me about it and I will hex you, Malfoy” The tickles on his ribs were even harder.

“Out with it. I promise I’ll keep my mouth shut.” The green eyed boy looked at him and took a step forward so he could lower his voice. He was looking at the rest of the Gryffindors that were on the other side of the fountain, as if he was making sure they weren’t going to be heard.

“One was Treacle tart... the other was the woody scent of a broomstick handle and” Potter looked down and muttered: “something flowery thats from the burrow.”

Draco just stood there. It was Ginevra. Of course it was. And Potter really had feelings for her because otherwise he wouldn’t had smelled her in the stupid vial. The strong tickles started, and they were worst than ever. He shouldn’t had asked. How fucking stupid could he be, Merlin. The first cough came out and he tried to push down the rest, to calm himself down, but it was useless. Draco was having a coughing fit and he just couldn’t stop.

“Malfoy? Do you need water?” Potter had a worried look in his eyes and he reach out to touch Draco’s back. He moved away quickly. If he touched him right then, it would be worst. Suddenly Ron was grabbing his face.

“Ferret, focus. What can we do?”

He couldn’t stop coughing, his lungs where burning. Shit. Not now, just a few more weeks, please . He forced his voice out, it came out very rough and affected.

“Sirius.” And Ron was yelling at Potter to look for him and Mr. Potter and to take them outside of the shop, while he took Draco there too. He was still coughing and making his best effort not to cry from pain. It burned so fucking much.

When they got outside the three of them were already there waiting for him.

“Kid? Do you hear me? We are going to apparate you home, don’t freak out.” He turned to look at Potter who was arguing with Sirius that he should go back with them (his cousin didn’t agreed). “Harry, stay with Ron. Please. We’ll go get you at the burrow later.” and he took Draco’s hand and apparated to Grimmauld place.

The moment Draco put a foot inside the house he ran to the bathroom and locked the door. He kept coughing but now he didn’t have to hide it, so it was a little better.

He looked down at the sink and there it was: a single flower petal covered in blood. He opened the tap and washed it so he could see it better.

It was a little yellow daffodil petal, also known as narcissus. He knew what it meant because of mother: it could be rebirth and new beginnings or it was also a symbol of unrequited love. He clearly new which meaning it had. Draco heard a knock on the door, so he quickly vanished the petal away. Both men entered.

“Are you alright? That was a really bad one...” Asked Mr. Potter.

Draco just nodded and said that he was better now.

“Did you cough any petals yet?”

He should tell them. He knew he should. But he couldn’t risked it. If Severus found out, it would be awful. He would be treated as if he was weak: they wouldn’t let him go to Hogsmeade without supervision, they would kick him out of the team and everyone would look at him with such pity. It wasn’t an option. Draco shook his head.

“No. Don’t worry, it’s still only the coughs”

And then he smiled at them.

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cobblestones: modern prince! hyunjin - [pt. 2]

[masterlist]

[pt 1] [pt 2] [pt 3] [pt 4] [pt 5] [pt 6] [pt 7] [pt 8] [pt 9] [pt 10] [final]

pairings: you x hyunjin

genre: fluff!

word count: 1,470

description: dinner with a handsome yet infuriating prince who may or may not have spilled your coffee all over your shirt? i’ll sign you up!

a/n: hi! thanks for waiting for part 2! my asks are open for any requests and/or comments! thanks for reading ♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱    ALSO !!!!y/ny stands for your nationality!!!!

a/n 2: part 3 coming soon! and i tried incorporating irl london in this so if you’re from london i’m sorry i tried !

how can?? one person be so?? pretty?? bless him

the king and queen looked so young that you were expecting some loud and spoiled toddlers

but instead, as you walk into the dining hall you hear a:

“oh felix look! it’s that gorgeous but stupid (your nationality; ex american [y/ny] ) i was telling you about!”

?????????????????

oh no

oh nonononono

OH NONONONONONONO

there’s no way

THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO WAY

do you hear that??? it’s the sound of you heart DROPPING

“oh you mean the one who you said was so mesmerized by how good you looked that she was speechless??”

“that’s the one!!”

wait WHAT

alright let’s recap:

first you arrived in london

dead tired

went to the camden market to buy food for your airbnb

ran into a super pretty but super rude boy

and now apparently that super pretty super rude boy is supposed to be your best friend’s cousin?

quite a wattpad story if i say so myself

“YOU!!!! YOU RUINED MY SHIRT!! AND MADE ME HAVE AN ALMOST MENTAL BREAKDOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MARKET!!!” you shriek

you run up to mystery (but not really mystery) boy with a what you think is your angry face

but it’s just a really cute angry face

“aw look felix! she’s so cute when she’s mad!” mystery boy coos

with as much composure as you can handle, you say, “OH SO i’m cute when i’m mad? i’m about to be gorgeous!!!”

at this point you’re fuming

“oh! y/n! you already met my cousin hyunjin” yeji says

ah so the devil incarnate as a name ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

“YEJI HE’S THAT GUY THAT RAN INTO ME YESTERDAY AND SPILLED MY COFFEE!” 

“me? spill your coffee? quite the contrary my dear”

“DON’T MY DEAR ME”

at this point you’re head to toe with ‘hyunjin’ 

“alright you two” yeji says as she DRAGS you over to her side

BUT THAT DOESN’T STOP YOU FROM GLARING at him

“so as i was saying, that’s hyunjin and that’s felix! they’re my cousins AND the princes of korea! and i practically grew up with them” yeji states. 

as you look over 

yeji points to the taller boy aka rude boy aka pretty boy 1 aka ‘hyunjin’ and then points to a smaller boy aka pretty boy 2 aka ‘felix’

“and this is y/n” yeji says as she points toward you.

“ah! so the pretty y/ny has a name!” hyunjin banters

“oh so the pretty boy has a name!”

“ah so you admit it you think i’m pretty!”

“doesn’t make up for the ass you call a personality”

“OH so you have a name for my ass now?”

“THAT’S NOT WHAT I-”

“hi! i’m felix, as yeji said, it’s nice to meet you!”

you stopped having your verbal exchange with hyunjin to address the newfound voice 

by newfound voice you mean very deep very asmr-y voice that could probably put you to sleep 

“oh felix, i’m sorry, it’s nice to meet you! i’m usually not this angry but-”

“ah i understand, my brother tends to bring out the fire within people”

“oh not just any person.. just you” hyunjin winks at you.

boy listen you’re flattered beyond belief but you kinda just wanna ..

SOCK HIM

“alright children, are you ready for dinner?” 

with one more glare thrown at hyunjin, you sit down next to yeji and across from felix, ready to enjoy all that the buckingham palace has to offer

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luckily, felix and yeji are there to keep you preoccupied throughout the whole dinner

“you’ve lived in australia before??? that’s so cool!!”

“yup! it’s almost as cool as london!”

with you and hyunjin throwing occasional insults at each other,

“wearing a beret are we? you do know this is london right?

“it’s called fashion!!!”

the night sadly? or not sadly? came to an end

“bye auntie! we’ll see you soon!” yeji yells.

“well felix, it was a pleasure to meet you! i hope i see you around!”

“it was a-”

“y/n, you’re hurting my feelings, are you saying you hope you never see me again?” hyunjin says, pouting.

why can someone so beautiful be so infuriating

you ignore hyunjin and motion for felix to continue

“it was a pleasure to meet you too.” felix says.

you turn to hyunjin to acknowledge his presence

“hyunjin, your brother is so nice! maybe you should take a page out of his book!”

“ah, if i had a dollar for all the amount of times i’ve heard that in my life, i could take you out for dinner!”

“dinner? you and me? something must have hit your head too hard”

“the only thing that ‘hit’ me today was how beautiful you are when, you know, you’re not covered with coffee”

deciding you were done with being outraged at every single movement hyunjin made, you took yeji by the arm and left the palace without saying a word

“yeji your cousin is so infuriating how can you stand him! i can’t believe he’s a prince!!”

“ah, y/n don’t worry, he’s actually a soft and clingy guy when you get to know him! a real life prince charming!”

“yeah, which is never! and him? prince charming? did they slip something into your tea when they weren’t looking?”

“whatever you say.. you’ll see sooner or later! now come on let’s get some sleep! we’ve got stuff to do, people to see, and places to conquer!”

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the next day, you and stroll around bond street, window shopping when you run into no other than...

“felix!!!” you yell.

“oh hi! y/n, yeji, it’s nice to see you again!”

“it’s good to see you too felix! are you busy? come join us!”

“i’d love too!”

you, yeji, and felix spend the day together, finishing window shopping and taking a walk in hyde park when yeji says,

“oh, felix, your mother said that she wanted to talk to me right away? do you have any idea what that’s about?”

“no, sorry, i guess you have to meet her by yourself! i’ll keep y/n company while you go meet the queen”

“you say queen like it’s a bad thing” you say.

“well while it’s all glamorous, it’s not all what it seems to be”

“ooh! real life royal tea tell me all about it! it’s okay yeji it sounds pretty important you should go talk to her”

“okay okay,” yeji surrenders, “don’t have too much fun without me you two!”

it’s awfully weird

you and felix just instantly clicked! like two peas in a pod! like soulmates but friends

friendmates!

so you and your new best friend felix go around london trying new cafés (because apparently you didn’t have enough of coffee this trip) and making fun of each other with your terrible british accents

“hey my british accent is PERFECT my dear old chap”

“mhm whatever you say”

and felix can’t help but to ask you about your little showdown with hyunjin

“so... you and hyunjin?” felix questions.

and you tell him YOUR side about that fateful day

“ah so it’s true you did find him pretty”

“well i mean duh have you SEEN him! too bad the face doesn’t match the personality”

“ah it does, you just haven’t seen it yet”

and then yeji calls and tells you,

“hey my aunt says she’s willing to let us both stay at the palace for the rest of our vacation!”

woah wait WHAT

staying??? at the buckingham palace???? 

this really must be a wattpad story

“are you sure she’s okay with this?”

“of course! she loved you at dinner last night! and she said that we shouldn’t be spending our vacation at an airbnb and we should spend it in style!”

that means more time to spend with felix and roaming the palace! you really made it

“okay then! let’s move our stuff tonight!” you agreed.

“awesome! i’m sure hyunjin would love to hear this!” yeji exclaims

WOAH WAIT WHAT x2

(uh yeah reader you’re kinda stupid did you forget)

YOU TOTALLY FORGOT THAT HYUNJIN IS STAYING THERE 

“on second thought-”

“NOPE TOO LATE already said yes! and you’d hate to disappoint the queen.. right?”

you sigh,

like deep sigh

“yeah you’re right...”

“PERFECT, you’ll see! this won’t all be bad!” 

you can HEAR the smirk in yeji’s voice

“UGH whatever bye see you later”

“ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃʳˡᶦⁿᵍ !” you faintly hear through your phone

was that?

“you heard hyunjin! see you later darling!”

what! did you just agree to?

“well felix, i guess i’m gonna be your roomie for a couple days”

“what? really? i can’t believe he actually pulled through on it”

“who did what now?”

“appaRENTLY you made SUCH an impression on hyunjin last night and he felt bad you were paying for an airbnb so he told mother about you two staying with us!”

what in the world did you just agree to

[end of part 2]