#I’d cry everyday if she died too

[chaunceydollz]

God Ik imma cry when I go to college mostly bc me and my mom have bonded SO MUCH since my sister went to college and it’s been just us😭

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (9/6/2024) Episode: Mr. and Mrs.

Following their reception Luigi brought the Missus to a lounge on Mua Pel’am Island for a nightcap to start their intimate afterparty.

“Yeah, Dad’s feast was tasty, but did you see their faces when we started the dance? Worth all the practice to be sure, I mean I loved practicing too…”

Fortunately for the rapidly backtracking groom, a fan approached “Cyber Lu”, interrupting their conversation by begging for an autograph. While the self-centered star happily provided a personalized headshot for the excited young lady, Noemi sipped her drink with a self-satisfied smile.

He got so adorably thrilled by the attention, and his fans never bothered her. Well worth sending out a quick anonymous Luigi sighting via text. 

When the hubbub died down and their drinks were gone, Luigi grabbed Noemi’s hand, pulling her up to face him “So, Mrs. Lawbourne, are you ready for me to show you the real reason I brought you all the way out here?”

Judging by the look on his face Noemi decided she had a really good feeling about whatever he had up his sleeve “Oh, this sounds interesting” she replied, matching his excited grin with one of her own “lead on, Mr. Lawbourne”

So late at night, they met no other sims on the winding sandy path leading up to a large misty waterfall.

“Papa used to love bringing me here when I was a kid,” Luigi said over the soft roar of the falls. “He’d pack a lunch and we’d spend hours eating and splashing around. However, apparently, there’s a little crystal cave tucked away back there that’s famous as a venue for more “adult” rendezvous…”

At the suggestive waggle of his eyebrows she teased: “Are you sure we’re not being observed? We were just accosted by one of your fangirls.”

Luigi made a big show of looking over his shoulder and then carefully checking behind nearby rocks and bushes before tiptoeing back over to her and whispering: “It’s all good, I think we’re alone now” before pulling his squealing bride into the intimate gloom behind the curtain of falling water.

“Well worth it’s reputation!” Noemi said when they emerged sometime later “Reminded me of the best parts of that grotto where you proposed.”

“I’m glad you liked it” he replied “Now, as much as I’d love to stay and explore, I think we’d better get home and finish getting ready for our trip. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”

“If we must… but first, get over here” she teased “I think I forgot a little something I wanted to do in there when you distracted me.”

Back home, the couple temporarily split up. While Noemi did some last-minute honeymoon packing, Luigi uploaded the video footage from the wedding onto his fancy new video editing station and started some quick revisions.

He quickly found the large, specialized workstation much easier to use than his laptop. As he put the finishing touches on a quick promotional clip, he made a mental note to see what upgrades he could make to their everyday computer setups when they got back from their trip.

He’d maxed his programming skill ages ago and could overclock any PC easily. In addition, a full size, ergonomically correct, desktop system would help keep his carpel tunnel at bay. They were developing his videogame on a laptop and a tablet for crying out loud! “It’s settled… when I get back, we’re getting new computers - no excuses!” he declared to the empty studio before finishing up and heading off in search of his wife.

Luigi found Noemi in the bedroom, waiting for him once again, in an outfit he hadn’t seen her wear since before she got pregnant.

“I hope you haven’t hurt yourself again” she said, “because that would be very inconvenient.” Her crop leapt up to press his lips together before he could respond, leaving him to shake his head silently.

“Good boy. Now, to have a nice night, you’ll want to go put on the little present I left on your bedside table, and keep that pretty mouth closed until I tell you what to do with it. Understood?” Luigi nodded again, eager to see what his mistress had in mind to cap off their wedding night in style.

After “round two” the pair finally drifted off to catch a couple hours shut eye before catching the teleport to their honeymoon destination.

As he snuggled his wife close Luigi dreamed of their upcoming adventure. They’d talked about how much fun it would be to visit the park when they’d been “just friends” back in college and now they’d finally be doing it as husband and wife. He couldn’t wait to get started.

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[queenofhearts7777]

Busy Work

experience is everything, that's what they said

well honey, i can count on one hand 

the moments that made something of me

pulled me straight out of my daydreams

the rest is just 

busy work

i was seven when my sister got sick

and suddenly, i ceased to be

i was ten when my grandmother died 

and i found my house too small to hold my grief

i was eleven when i tried to paint my room purple

but gave up after one wall,

just like we gave up watching movies 

and going out to eat

and making friends 

and celebrating birthdays 

it's all busy work, phone calls from no one

experience is everything, and i have nothing at all

maybe life is just this, the ebb and the flow 

i couldn't tell you, i wouldn't know

so when i’d lay awake at night 

the walls would speak to me

reminding me that i was not normal,

that none of this was normal 

and god, can't you see that we're not normal?

and one day everyday became busy work

things were always breaking, something always shaking

one day they stopped getting fixed

yes, it seemed that by the time i came around

everyone else had just

stopped

trying

when i saw it,

i decided that feeling pain was better than feeling nothing at all

and when i saw it,

I realized that when my father looked at me, all he could see

was a girl who hasn't been hurt enough to cry as much as she does

but when i packed my things

i had the good sense to leave my guilty conscience behind

they took me for a quitter

but i couldn't if i tried

experience is everything, they said

and i have nothing

but what a sight it was to see

when i stepped into a different body

drunk in the bathroom at a party

i thought, "so, this is what it's like to have a life"

[girljeremystrong]

do u have a book rec that will ruin me emotionally? i want to be upset. but in a nice way. sort of like how la vita è bella makes me upset or a thousand splendid suns makes me upset. i need a bittersweet ending i will think about forever. or something. sorry for the random question shshsjsjs <3 all g if you can’t think of anything i just thought i’d ask you first

of course i do!! ❤️

so here are some book that are upsetting and heartbreaking and made me upset and made me cry:

the great believers by rebecca makkai

i cried and cried and didn't recover for days. a dazzling new novel of friendship and redemption in the face of tragedy and loss set in 1980s chicago and contemporary paris.

the fortune men by nadifa mohamed

how frustrating and sad this was, made me cry and made me mad! the story of a murder, a miscarriage of justice, and a man too innocent for his times.

tin man by sarah winman

why is love so miserable? ellis and michael are twelve when they first become friends, and then one day this closest of friendships grows into something more. but then we fast forward a decade or so, to find that ellis is married to annie, and michael is nowhere in sight, what happened in the years between?

the summer that melted everything by tiffany mcdaniel

this writer is outstanding! when a local prosecutor publishes an invitation to the devil to come to the country town of breathed, ohio, nobody quite expected that he would turn up. they especially didn't expect him to turn up a tattered and bruised thirteen-year-old boy.

betty by tiffany mcdaniel

i cried through entire chapters of this. a stunning, lyrical novel set in the rolling foothills of the appalachians in which a young girl discovers stark truths that will haunt her for the rest of her life. "a girl comes of age against the knife."

swimming in the dark by tomasz jedrowski

so sad and infuriating!!! set in early 1980s poland against the violent decline of communism, a tender and passionate story of first love between two young men who eventually find themselves on opposite sides of the political divide

crying in h mart by michelle zauner

just hundreds of pages about a death so sad and inevitable. a memoir about growing up korean american, losing her mother, and forging her own identity.

the prophets by robert jones jr.

everything about this is upsetting and maddening. a novel about the forbidden union between two enslaved young men on a deep south plantation, the refuge they find in each other, and a betrayal that threatens their existence.

yolk by mary h.k. choi

to me all stories about siblings are intrinsically tragic. a funny and emotional story about two estranged sisters switching places and committing insurance fraud to save one of their lives.

mayflies by andrew o'hagan

so sad but also a glorious celebration of life. a memorial to youth's euphorias and to everyday tragedy. a tender goodbye to an old union, it discovers the joy and the costs of love.

salvage the bones by jesmyn ward

an absolute masterpiece!!! hurricane katrina is threatening the coastal town of bois sauvage. esch and her three brothers are stocking food. she's fourteen and pregnant. as the twelve days that comprise the novel's framework yield to the final day, the unforgettable family pulls itself up to struggle for another day.

tell the wolves i'm home by carol rifka brunt

sad and sweet and also nothing is more heartbreaking than how people with aids were treated in the 80s. a moving story of love, grief, and renewal as two lonely people become the unlikeliest of friends and find that sometimes you don't know you've lost someone until you've found them. in 1987 after her uncle dies of hiv a fourteen year old girl gets to know his uncle's partner.

an american marriage by tayari jones

this woman is an incredible writer! this book is so absolutely frustrating. newlyweds celestial and roy are the embodiment of both the american dream and the new south. but as they settle into the routine of their life together, they are ripped apart. roy is arrested and sentenced to twelve years for a crime celestial knows he didn’t commit.

flowers for algernon by daniel keyes

heart-wrenching!!!! it's the story of a mentally disabled man whose experimental quest for intelligence mirrors that of algernon, an extraordinary lab mouse.

and among the classics:

if this is a man by primo levi

the account of the author's experience from when he was captured to his transfer as part of 650 italian jews from to auschwitz in poland and his experiences until the end.

all quiet on the western front by erich maria remarque

with the fire and patriotism of youth a group of german schoolboys sign up to go to war. what follows is the moving story of a young ‘unknown soldier’ experiencing the horror and disillusionment of life in the trenches.

giovanni's room by james baldwin

an american expatriate living in the south of france, reminisces about his life, while his ex-lover, an Italian immigrant named giovanni, is set to be executed in the morning.

if beale street could talk by james baldwin

a moving story of love in the face of injustice. tishis a nineteen-year-old girl, in love with fonny, a young sculptor who is the father of her child. they have pledged to get married, but tonny is falsely accused of a terrible crime and imprisoned. their families set out to clear his name.

[therudepickle]

Well, seems like I get too excited when I start to like someone and I invest too much time thinking about them 😂 sure I’m pretty damn lonely, but I’m content with it. We started to talk, but I think as the title says “feelings not mutual.” She’s such a beautiful person, but we’re far apart. She’s smart, funny, drop-dead -I’ll fight the whole world for you-gorgeous, but she’s also like way younger than I am 🥲 oh well right? I don’t know why she asked for my number honestly, I guess that’s where I’m confused. I mean I dated older women when I was younger too, but I think that’s different. How did I let myself think there could be more? Idiot central on my brain stem.

Shucks!

What I truly miss about a relationship/friendship is spending the time with someone and doing things together, even mundane things like grocery shopping to make sandwiches. I’ve spent most of the last decade being reserved. All the things I got excited to imagine doing with this person.. I gotta just do them myself!

Ideas so far : go hiking (hell if I get stuck in a crevice and die, that’s two birds with one stone, right?) Next, go downtown to paint the legal walls in the arts district. I really wanted to go ice skating or even regular skating, but I do that by myself sometimes anyway. She said, “you should go take a trip somewhere!” Because I have some days off, but it’s more so because it’s my Dad’s birthday and the first of his birthdays since he passed away. I took the days off because my Mom has been crying all week and I’m staying home to get some larger projects done around the house; like painting walls and climbing ladders to clean high-up which makes her happy, but like how happy could that really make her on my Dad’s birthday now that he’s gone? But hey, I’m joining a gym tomorrow, so that’s new I guess.

The real problem I have, my brother being an addict and continuing to relapse every few months. He was high when my Dad died, he was high as I was performing cpr on my Dad.. after we carried him to the floor.. he was high taking my Mom downstairs as she nearly died from her heart breaking (literally.) He was high the last time we saw my Dad to say goodbye after they pronounced him dead.. and he saw me close his eyes with my finger tips. He was high everyday my Mom was in the hospital- and he’s been high all this month and last month. He threw away five months sobriety because some girl moves back here and she (big surprise) gets high too. The most hurtful part is the lies.. and why lie when I already know the truth? I can see it, I can smell it, and god be damned if he doesn’t know that by now. More so it hurts watching him do the same to her. My mom said, “You were high when your Dad died and you’ll be high when I die! Won’t you?!”

She has always been so strong my whole life and it’s been devastating seeing her deteriorate in the last couple years. Honestly, if she’s gone I don’t know what I’d do, my whole life’s purpose has become caring for her and helping with bills, but really with my brother torturing her like this.. I mean, it just all feels so pointless. The last day I was at work, everyone knew I was down and out over something.. but how could I even say any of this to anybody? Why burden anybody with it besides some strangers who happen across a post this long and take the time to torture themselves with reading all of it? Lmao 🤣 (sorry if you made it this far.) Well.. till next time I guess, whenever I’m feeling stuck in between giving up and pushing through.. I’ll keep everyone updated 👍 *cricket chirping intensifies*

[iamjustcara]

My dad died at 72 on 12/31/19 after his 2nd massive heart attack. It was hard, but as a family we got through it and even moved my mom to Memphis to live in a house right next door to me. She was out of shape and overweight but did fine in her house on her own for 2 years.

Then in Nov 2022, at 74, she fell and broke her femur, requiring intramedullary nail for the fracture and full time rehab. Rehab that isn’t going well. Rehab that has been derailed by a bladder infection that made her throw up and prevented her from eating and required 5 days in a real hospital. Rehab that was derailed further when she got Covid at the ER while waiting for bladder infection treatment. She’s finally back at rehab, free from her 2-weeks of Covid quarantine, but she’s throwing up again. And on it goes. It’s always something.

I whine about all this to say: this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do in my life and it’s not even happening TO me. I’m powerless, I’m helpless, I’ve got no control of her treatment and it feels like I’ve got no control of my own life b/c I spend so much time visiting her and worrying about her comfort and going to her appointments.

People: stay active. Walk your ass down the driveway every day. It will make a difference. Get up, get out, move around and use your body. Sure actual exercise is good for you but movement of any kind will help. My mom will likely never walk unassisted again. My mom can’t come home and live alone and I can’t be her personal home aid. She’s going through this medically but I’m going through something too.

Being a caregiver (really I’m a care supporter) is slowly killing parts of me. And I am mad. I’m mad that my parents never followed instructions after previous surgeries to be active. All they had to do was walk around the block everyday. They never did. I’m mad that nothing seems to go right for my mom since she fell and all the lofty goals of being back to “normal” in 6-8 months have evaporated.

I’m mad that my two brothers and I haven’t met up to discuss things. Even when the older one showed up in town unannounced last week he didn’t tell me his plans so I never even saw him. I’m mad that I can’t focus on critical things in my own life because everything has become dependent on my care obligations. I wash her laundry bc she’s got sensitive skin and needs special detergent. I bought her new clothes so she wouldn’t be in the rehab gym in her ratty old house clothes. I haul shit over from her house to make her more comfortable in the rehab room. I leave work to go to appointments with her, to hold her hand when she cries. I do all this shit but it’s not enough to change any god damn thing.

Nothing is going to be changed. I’m locked into this bullshit until mom finally gives up and dies. There is no fucking escape. The brothers aren’t going to hold her hand and rush up there when she calls scared and crying it for my dead dad. My role in this position was set in motion when I was born the only daughter. And I’m fucking mad.

I love my mom. Living next door to her was a dream come true. But I’m killing myself trying to support her and I’m mad that I can’t let myself step away. I know I don’t have to be the caretaker, but if my dad ever found out I abandoned my mom he’d be so disappointed. As he died in Vanderbilt hospital I held his hand and promised him I’d take care of mom. So I have to keep going. I do my best and I acknowledge that my best changes from day to day.

I’m mad at my mom for being old and out of shape. I’m mad that she had surgery, followed by an infection, followed by Covid. I’m mad at myself for not adjusting into this new role easily. I am not a parent, I have no experience guiding someone to make good decisions and try her hardest. I’m not trained in this at all but now I’m fucking stuck in it.

I’m so mad

[emeraldbabygirl]

I just spent the last two hours in the bathroom half crying over Moonbin and half laughing over the wonyoung plane memes and I feel bad cause some of them are edited with her falling and then it cuts to someone from lesserafilm? falling onto a car. Like why do people cry when loved ones and others actually die but if someone takes a video of someone getting shot in a movie or getting hit with a car for an ad or tv and they make an edit or whatever we laugh? Because I have felt bad for laughing and making jokes about being dead and wanting to die because I’m upset even tho some things I see upset me and I don’t..like it doesn’t make sense. Like my sister will tell me things that she saw about Moonbin and I’ll get upset and I see things I wish I didn’t and I get upset cause it’s just too soon but then I turn around and laugh at something like the wonyoung plane memes or cupcaake remixes and when I’m laughing I feel better but then I feel like I shouldn’t laugh. Idk. Idk how to explain what I’m feeling and I wanted to just not talk about Moonbin and take a break from tumblr and twt and just be away for awhile but I feel like I need to get these feeing off my chest but also I can’t even tell my mum that I’m upset over another idol passing away. She knows about Jonghyun cause that really upset my sister and she knows about some other groups in general but she doesn’t get why I’d be upset over someone I don’t know. And like I’ve had friends that get down and I get upset and she doesn’t know why I would care and get upset over them when I have family members here that are going through the same thing or whatever. Idk like because she asked me when I said Moonbin passed if it was drug related and I said no and that I didn’t know what it was and she was kinda like..I mean people are dying everyday in my country, getting shot for no reason and it’s upsetting to hear about and it pisses me off that it keeps happening but I seem to be more upset over moonbin than the people that died recently.

Idk maybe it’s cause I just feel so bad for sua and her losing her brother Moonbin was her older brother, is her older brother and it reminds me of me and my older brother and how like..like I don’t wanna reveal things about my brother but I mean we’re kinda close I guess we do like a meme time thing together and we used to play halo together and sometimes we feel we’re each other’s emotional support lobsters and he’s the only brother I have and if he died I would be upset ya’know. So I guess I think of Moonbin and sua like me and my brother and it just makes me feel so bad for sua. Idk.

[taintedmiind]

If you’re hearing WORTHY by JACOB BANKS  playing, you have to know REINA ROMERO (SHE/HER; CISFEMALE) is near by! the THIRTY-THREE year old TATTOO ARTIST AT AFTERTHOUGHTS TATTOO has been in denver for, like, SIX YEARS. they’re known to be quite STUBBORN, but being FREE-SPIRITED seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble LINDSEY MORGAN. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those SCATTERED SKETCHES AROUND THE HOUSE, FRESH TATTOOS DISPLAYED ON SKIN, LATE NIGHT DRIVES vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the HOME DISTRICT long enough!

ABOUT:

FULL NAME: Reina Romero

NICKNAME: Rei

BIRTHDAY: July 30

HOMETOWN: Denver, Colorado

BIRTHPLACE: Miami, Florida

JOB: Tattoo Artist at Afterthoughts Tattoo

GENDER & PRONOUNS: female & she / her

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single 

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual

TW: DEATH, CANCER, ABORTION, HOSPITAL

Reina Romero was born and raised in Miami, Florida. Her father was a construction worker and her mother was a hotel housekeeper. Her father later died in a construction accident, her mother to work twice as hard to care for Reina.

Growing up, Reina spent more time at the hotel while her mom worked than at home. After school she’d come right to the hotel and do her work.

Reina had gotten use to her life being at the hotel, it wasn’t something she would complain about. It was the place that help her mother put food on their table and a roof over their heads.

while her mother worked, Reina found her passion and love for art. Everyday she'd have a paper and pencil in her hand, sketching whatever inspired her. It became a dream of her to become an artist. To have her work displayed for everyone to see.

One day she approached her mother telling she wanted to go to college for art. Her mother fully supported her.

Reina finally got to go to college and continue her path of becoming an artist.

But her life had flipped upside down. One night, she and her friends had gone to a party where she ended up hooking up with a guy she barely even know. A drunken mistake. A mistake that lead to her pregnancy weeks later. She wasn't ready to be a mother and couldn't bring the trouble to her mother so she decided to make the hardest choice in her life. A abortion. Reina felt alone and scared and had no one to turn to except her mother.

When she got home one night, she found her mother on the ground. She quickly rushed her to the hospital and spent the entire night waiting for results about what was wrong with her. The result she got, her mother had cancer. That shook Reina's whole world. So Reina spent everyday by her mother's side. She dropped out of college and spent days and nights taking care of her mother while working anywhere to bring in money.

This had gone on for month and months until one night, her mother never woke up. The same night Reina had to work late. Reina felt like everything was going wrong. That the universe had let her be happy for too long so it needed to break her down. And it did. Reina spent days crying, feeling guilty she wasn't there for her mother's last moments.

Soon after her mother’s funeral, she made the decision to move. She was lost and felt like the path she took was leading her nowhere. She felt like she needed to start over.

So she packed up her things and moved to Colorado to start fresh. She got a job as a tattoo artist and slowly, she was starting to regain her happiness. She felt like she could finally breathe again.

[differentbuthuman]

I just rewatched into the woods and… I am not okay. God who let me watch this as a child because I was not old enough to understand it then. I am now, but I wish I wasn’t

Spoilers a comin’

First off I’d like to apologize to whoever wrote that thing about understanding mother gothel now that they’re older. At the time I scoffed and couldn’t understand how, how you could ever have sympathy for one of the few villains for whom a redemption arc was impossible, but I get it.

Gothel literally found Rapunzel in the woods without a path, without magic without a guilting force expect for a determination to find her and save her from the giant and instead of getting upset Rapunzel didn’t recognize her she calmly explained who she was and said what to me was the most heartbreaking line in this story

“Now you don’t have to be embarrassed to be seen with me”

I just. It broke my heart. Because for the first time in my life I looked at this character who I’d once called unredeemable and I saw a mother. Not a good mother, no she was too much a product of her own mother’s harsh parenting style for that, but not a horrible mother either. She loved Rapunzel. You could see that with every thing she did. She wanted to keep her safe. I would do anything right now if my mother would prove the same. Plus her decision to curse the Prince suddenly makes a lot more sense when you consider his brothers behavior.

Like Rapunzel’s prince literally climbed into the tower of a young girl he’d never met, seduced her, and convince both himself and her that they were in love and he’s still the better Prince!! Considering the Baker’s words about Prince ‘Charming’ his whole picking up women in the forest thing, this is obviously common behavior of his and ….

Also for anyone who wants to argue that the Prince in no way seduced Rapunzel let me just real quick point out that Rapunzel grew up in the woods, in a tower, by herself, with only her mother, the childlike witch who still believes all children obey their parents strenuously, as company. Yeah. I honestly think Rapunzel in this version at least should be treated like a child in a grown up’s body.

Also, also I didn’t remember the Baker’s wife died until she was all turned around in the forest. At first I was laugh because she was trying to figure out which direction she wanted to walk in and the giant’s footsteps are heard coming from one direction and all I can think is ‘any direction but that one that’s for sure’ But then my mind went waiiit I know this feeling, this is the feeling I get when i’m rewatching a tv show and my favorite character’s death scene is coming up.

Anyway this movie almost made me cry and I love the ending on a sad happy ever after because this is what fairy tales were really meant to be. Not happy ever after everything’s okay the end, they’re supposed to be happy ever after is a goal to strive for everyday because actions have consequences even when you’re playing make believe.

Definitely going to watch this with kids of my own, but only when they turn 15 so they can really understand it. Maybe early if life treats them like that.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 53

Fresh Blood/Army of Ghosts

"Fresh Blood"

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: no one died in the Bella and Gordon meetup, but if you’re asking if I would survive a vampire attack….not without Sam and Dean there

Wait…do we get Bella AGAIN?? Thank you. Thank you so much, writers. Don’t like that Gordon’s ambushed her

“Sam Winchester’s the antichrist” is just a sentence that’s said with utmost seriousness in this show. I love it here

Bestie is not just morally gray. She’s morally gunmetal. Morally charcoal. (And yet I still think she’s not truly going to betray the boys, but she sure is gonna look like she is)

Nah, I’m with Sam here, that was too close, Dean. You can’t be….if you get turned into a vampire, will the hellhounds have any affect on you?? Asking for a friend

I want this vampire to be lying so badly. I want her to absolutely fool them. Why do I want this??

And immediately taking that back “there was this guy. He was old. Like, 30.” Girl, you are at LEAST 25

How does JPad give the coldest, deadliest stare and also the saddest puppy dog eyes? He’s done both in this scene.

Man. I know Dean just threatened to kill Bella with all the seriousness in the world, but I’m still holding out hope for something else

Wait…is this how/when we lose Gordon as an antagonist? OH SHIT. Gordon got turned into that which he hates most. Maybe don’t taunt a vampire who has you captive….I dunno. I’d like to read a paper on the treatment of Gordon in the show, though. There’s probably a lot of commentary that could be made about him

Vampire Gordon is even more terrifying

Mmmm, original vampire should have killed Gordon when he had the chance. Mourning the loss of your new vampire daughters was the price he paid. It’s no wonder he’s begging Sam and Dean to kill him

Maybe it’s that this season is particularly short, but every single episode has had a monster or victim really twist the knife on what what the Winchesters are feeling about the deal Dean made

Oh that was pure tragedy watching Gordon kill his hunter buddy.

I’m glad Sam’s FINALLY confronting Dean about this. About how Dean’s been acting like his life doesn’t matter at all since he’s only got a year to live (less, now). Catch me crying in the break room. “I wish you would drop the show and just be my brother again.” I can’t do this…(because I’m having Todobros feelings about it)

Gordon…you didn’t have to bring innocent people into it…(I can’t wait to try to find some good writing on Gordon)

RIP Gordon. You deserved better from the writers room.

Not handling it particularly well that this is genuinely the best Dean can do to just be Sam’s brother again: teaching him how to fix the impala because he’s gonna need to learn how to…

"Been On My Mind...": Nah.

"Army of Ghosts"

I'm...not ready to say goodbye to Rose.

Also, it's downright CRUEL of the Doctor to ask her how long she's going to stay with him. He knows the answer isn't forever. He knows it CAN'T be forever. So asking is just mean for both of them.

I don't know how long Rose has been gone for, but...it feels like the world got really comfortable with "ghosts are real and we are going to treat them like nothing happened" REAL QUICKLY.

It's times like these I miss Mickey. He never would have put up with this.

OMG they moved from "ghosts are real" to integrating them into everyday life to WRITING TV EPISODES WHERE GHOSTS ARE DISCRIMINATED AGAINST REALLY FUCKING QUICKLY. TWO MONTHS?? IT TOOK TWO MONTHS???

hOW...I'm not here actually complaining about Freema being in this episode, but it feels odd to have her here THIS CLOSE to when she becomes the next long term companion.

These episodes and the ones in the parallel universe are the biggest ads for wired headphones I've ever watched. They really make me never want to get a set of airpods, I'll tell you that much.

Ew, Jackie. No. Just because Rose has gone places, seen things, had life experiences you never got to doesn't mean she's not still HER. I'm sorry you miss your daughter and the person you remember her being, but THIS? is not it. Talking about how she'll be a strange woman in a marketplace some galaxies away in 40 or 50 years time, but she won't be Rose Tyler. As if we're meant to stay the same way our whole lives, never learn or grow.

All THAT said, Jackie and the Doctor should get to sass each other more often.

Ew. Really don't like Yvonne...

The sphere does not exist. It seems like it exists, like it's just right there when you look at it. And it's in a special room in Torchwood built just for it, so it would make more sense for it to be there than not. But it does not exist, according to Rajesh Singh and his team of Torchwood scientists. Existence is tricky.

(Related: Is watching Torchwood worth it? Or is it full of people like Yvonne? I never got into the spin offs for Doctor Who. I know Jack's in it and there's a guy named Iago(? something close to that, iirc) and...another person to round out a trio of main characters. This has turned into that "no I love all my children equally. There's [correct name], *looks at smudges on hand* [close but incorrect name followed by increasingly incorrect names]")

OMG I WAS JUST SAYING HOW I MISSED MICKEY!!!! AND NOW HE'S HERE!!!

Scary that it only takes three people to fuck up the entire operation. I'm not saying that the way Torchwood was handling this was right or that they actually had things under control (they didn't, but it looked like they did. and to them, it felt like they did). But it took just three people being somewhat turned into cybermen to bring the sphere into actual existence and then bring the rest of the cybermen along with it.

I'm loving this new confidence Mickey has. Love that he can be just friendly with Rose. He's not clingy anymore, he's not guilting her for going of with the Doctor anymore. He's his own man, and I'm proud of him.

WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAIT WAIT WAAAAAAIT!!! IS DOOMSDAY THE EPISODE WITH THE DALEKS VS. CYBERMEN EXCHANGE I LOVE SO MUCH??? Oh, not to wish my weekend away (especially with the everything else that happens in that episode), but...........

[diariesof-kg]

Recap - Last Thoughts.

Before I go into exciting things.  I wanted to recap on this friend situation.  I was trying to figure out why a person would feel such a way to this extent.  I remember, when I took my girlfriend to Disneyland for Vday, I sent the photo of us to my ex-friend and she said, “it looks like you are more into her than she than she is into you....”  There are a lot of things that were said as I begin to process things.  Maybe I am thinking too deep into it?  We did post each other on snapchat a lot as friends enjoying life and I remember this one chick, who still has a crush one me, was like “that’s your gf...?” and I sent her the screenshot, maybe I fed into her desires without knowing?  I am always blamed for everything really.  I think my mistake is oversharing?  Hiding your happiness is detrimental to your mind.  Honestly, I am unsure why I suffer so much from things I have no control.  I remember posting, “I love you....” and the pictures from Disneyland Vday, night and my sister DMs me and was like, “why are you saying that, you aren’t together.”  I don’t know why things get to me, honestly.  Everything bothers me.  I did a whole decorative room and my sister was like, “that’s doing a lot for someone you arent with.”  These are things my partner has no knowledge and can’t comprehend why I just cry everyday.  No one’s opinions should matter, but it still hurts.  And then I have the other side of my friends that tell me, they wish someone did what I do.  But yall in 5 year relationships and I can’t even reach one year.  

My marriage is going to end up at the courthouse at this point.  I feel like I am removing myself out of people’s lives faster than I thought.  I thought after my mom’s passing I’d want to hold everyone closer, but that’s not the case.  I feel like ill be lonely forsure.  I miss who I was before my mom passed.  A lot of things I am speaking about, I wouldn’t even be giving it that kind of energy, because it wouldn’t bother me.  She died and a chunk of my heart went missing.  And no one cares how I feel at this point.  The numbness is getting worse I think?  Maybe I should fake it and be happy?  Do what Robin Williams had done majority of his life until the very end.  I can mask the negative energy temporarily.  I am sensitive when it comes to words.  I am not sure why.  Maybe I’ll never understand it.  But I do wish people would be more gentle about how others feel, maybe people would less likely feel the way they feel.  Maybe I’ve grown to be more optimistic about things despite what is present.  When I read messages questioning what I am doing or why I feel the way I feel, it bothers me I assume.  Just let me post, my happiness and I love yous without making me feel like I shouldn’t.  It’s strange how I can post other things and my Dms are dry but I post love and pictures and it’s “huh? you love who?”  But then people are wishing me to find someone and wishing happiness for me, but when I get it, it’s negative.  I’d have to prepare myself for having no friends if thats the direction, the candlework guides me.  I told my partner, she’d be my only friend, and it felt weird but calming to say it.  

----- 05_06_23

Might I say the least, I don’t think anyone wants me to be happy.  It’s better when I am like this, I suppose.  Sad, weak, vulnerable.  Gosh I miss my mom so much!!  I legit have no one to ask advice to anymore.  My mom always gave her unbiased opinions and never made me feel guilty for the choices I made.  Everyone I feel a way towards has died down a little.  I’m slightly feeling better.  I’m scared to interact with people again.  Kind of weird saying that.  I know I am a disease walking, and it sucks but I just want to stay inside my house and wither away.  I know people suggest going outside for a walk, but even then I’m infecting people around me with my energy.  I kind of don’t want to speak to my sister again; kind of don’t want to speak to others either.  Kind of just want to be with my girlfriend in peace.  Not sure if that makes sense.  If I decide to come back, maybe I will create a new IG that no one knows about and I can post, without feeling like I am wrong?  It’s weird how this world thrives on negativity.  Dies with negativity.  It’s sad.  I guess parts of me wish we really followed the cliche "don't do to others what you don't want them to do to you; It is vitally important to treat others as we want others to treat us.” I mean, I’d never do the things people have done to me.  It doesn’t make me a saint, but it does display my character as pure and truthful.  I love when I see love.  I love when others post themselves and their significant other.  

I’d never do what my ex-friend has done, lie and/or speak ill about her.  Whatever we have going on is between me and her, I wouldn’t have said shit to the other girls.  As for everyone else, I wouldn’t of said things whether it was jokes or not.  I wouldn’t have made yall feel hurt either.  I’d be excited for your new love life and wouldn’t care if you spent thousands of dollars on your person, I’d be celebrating with you, not questioning why you are doing something and if it is too soon.  Unless yall know something that I don’t, than tell me the truth in that aspects instead of being passive aggressive about it.  I’ve never emotionally, physically cheated on anyone in my entire life and I don’t judge what yall be doing.  I’m not speaking to exs behind my partners back and meeting up and shit. *sorry for this rant* Ke’Anna doesn’t do hurtful shit period.  So please stop the commentary.  If I propose at six months, I’m sure yall would have something to say about that, but you wouldn’t know, because we don’t speak anymore.  Should I start posting screenshots?  I’m already the bad guy so I mean, call me the joker, because I am about to make everyone smile.

[television-pil0t]

I don’t know if this could possibility make since but.. I wish I loved my mom.

She was my mother. She did everything for me. I wish I loved her. I wish I could’ve been better. I wish I didn’t turn out the way I did. I wish I could say it wasn’t her fault and a lot of it was but at the same time.. idk. I don’t wanna blame my mommy. She did the best she could and god I wish I could hug her. I wish could just say it’s ok. I wish I could’ve cared more. I wish I didn’t wanna hurt her so bad all the time. I wish I could be normal for her. For everyone in my life that I was close to of course I feel.. something. Not guilt.. not sadness.. im not heavy but I’m not happy about it either. It’s like.. I feel nothing but my brain is trying so hard to get me to feel something? I wish I cared for my friends more. I wish I didn’t give everyone such a blank stare. I wish my voice wasn’t so monotone. I wish I could’ve said I loved her and meant it. I wish everything was better. I wish I died and not her. Everyday I think about it. Not because I’m suicidal or anything. I just am aware I’m not a good person. I’m really really not. I understand I hurt people completely unintentionally. Even when I try to do the right thing it always ends up coming up short. I knew Daemon for years. From 4th to 8th grade. We were best friends and I’d do anything for him and still I wonder was it just a obsession. He has NPD he didn’t give me that much attention. Was it because he was a guy that I valued him so much? What about with khye. Why do I think about him so often? Why can I just drop some people and have others stick in my head for what feels like ever. What was the difference. What did they give that others didn’t.

Sometimes I forget about my own mom. I forget she existed.. I forget about daemon. About Simon. About Zakaya.. they were the most important thing in my life and.. more than anything someone I wanted to protect.. without feeling anything for them besides a urgency to be with them. I guess it’s BPD and ASPD but.. I feel.. idk.

I remember one night in 7th grade I couldn’t stop cutting myself. I was just alone in my room. My blue,pink and green room and someone opened the door because my door wasn’t allowed to be locked and it was him. He was standing there and he just looked at me. He didn’t cry. He didn’t say anything he just took the razor away and held me. It felt like hours went by where I wasn’t crying. I wasn’t shaking. I was just there. Being held. Bleeding feeling the blood drop down my arm and then eventually feeling it dry. We got up and he cleaned me up and left. Minimal words were spoken. “Are you ok.” “Yeah.” “You still wanna keep going?” “..no.” “Are you lying.” “No.” “Ok…” I remember it all. He left and the next day started like nothing even happened. He was back to his silly ass self. So was I even tho I know the thought was in the back of both of our minds.

I never felt like daemon pitted me. I felt like he did what he felt like he should do. Just like me. The older I grow the more I realized I was like him a lot. Which.. sucks. I don’t think he ever cared about me to much.. I think he was bothered by me but I was there. I don’t know how he saw me but.. I don’t blame him. I’m not made. He gave me memory and he grew up with me and I can’t be mad at that since he showed me he cared about me.

I guess I did the same to my mom just.. less. I remember snapping at her a lot. We would get into fights and I’d do things just to hurt her so often. Yet when she was crying I felt like I should help her.. sometimes. Yet I would also wish I wasn’t around her. I would want to leave. I’d want her to shut up when she’s talking yet at the same time I could listen to her talk all day. We threatened each other often. She slapped me before. She would hurt me so badly emotionally I think I wanted to hurt her too.

Zakaya was probably one of my first EP. Thinking about everything I feel like checking myself into a mental hospital really bad. I know there’s something wrong with me. I don’t know what it is though. Maybe I’m just not “in touch with my emotions.” But.. idk. I wanna be. I don’t wanna take dolma aspects of every person I meet and mold them into me. I feel so.. not real.

Maybe the stress of going to have to be a real person soon is getting to me or maybe it’s genuinely just that bad and I never had the chance to just sit here and be alone. I always avoids my thoughts. I always have. I hate thinking. It feels like there’s so damn much. To much. It feels crowded and then I feel like im just saying nonsense so I never tell this to anyone. I never talk to anyone about it. I don’t think there will ever be a cure so I don’t wanna go to a specialist but I wanna know what they think but.. I don’t wanna be told there’s so much wrong with me. I hate this. I feel so weird right now. Physically. I feel everything. I feel ichy. I feel uncomfortable. I feel so self aware it’s killing me. It’s so uncomfortable. Mentally I feel detached but locked into my body. Like im trying so hard to back out if this but im not. I can’t. This is why I hate thinking so much. To much to realize.

I miss my mom everyday. I miss everything about her. I miss khye. I miss daemon. I miss Yvonne. And Mikey. And mante.. I miss my old group of people. I miss Simon. At the same time I don’t. God it’s so fucking confusing. I feel SOMETHING when I think of these people. I know I did what I did for a reason but maybe im thinking into it to much. Maybe it was just a life goes on moment. A “you have someone prepare you for the person your about to meet next” thing. But I don’t like that. I wanna be loved and wanted but I hate it. I wanna be worshiped but I hate it. I wanna talk to all of them but I hate doing it. I hate all of them but I want them.

[mendessi]

V. Letters to Eleni

Pairing: Druig x Eleni (female OC)

Summary: Eleni and Druig reconnect through handwritten letters while she lives in New York City and him in the Amazon

Accepting requests(:

SPOILER WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ETERNALS

My love,

Things are weird without you here. I suppose that’s normal when you spend everyday with someone for five thousand years. It feels empty without you. I feel empty without you. Everyday I regret leaving you. I wish you could see what I’ve done here. Fifteen generations protected and preserved. Who knows how many more I can save. 

Gil and Thena tell me you’re in New York CIty with no plans to leave. They say you love it’s beauty and it’s people. It’s growing, I’ve heard. I wish I could see it. I wish I could see you. 

Wherever you are in this world, I hope you’re happy and healthy. 

Until we meet again, my love.

Yours always,

Dru

Eleni sighed and folded the letter neatly, sticking it back in the envelope it came in, addressed to her from the Amazon. She shed a single tear but was quick to wipe it away. She stared down at his handwriting, a soft sigh leaving her lips. 

“What, you think I should reply?” Eleni rolled her eyes after making eye contact with the cat that liked to sit on her balcony. Eleni denied it, but the cat was inevitably hers. She fed it everyday, left blankets out on cold nights and sometimes even let it inside to sleep on her couch. One time she even tried giving it a bath because it smelled like the streets, but that only left her covered in water and scratches. 

“I suppose I could reply. It’s rude not to right?” Eleni stood up and grabbed the cat’s bowl and filled it with water. “What’s the point. He walked out on me right? On our family.” 

She grabbed a piece of paper and pen before sitting back down at the table. “Fine. I’ll reply if you say so.” 

Druig,

New York is beautiful. It grows everyday. I imagine it’ll be an empire someday. A concrete jungle if you will. Gil has told me about what you’ve done in the Amazon. It sounds amazing and I’m proud of you. I wish I could see it. Maybe one day I could show you around this city. 

I visited Gil and Thena recently. They’re doing well. Ajak as well. She came to see me and asked how you were. I responded honestly. I don’t know.

So, how are you Druig? And what made you write to me after all this time. Why now? Don’t get me wrong, a part of me is relieved to hear from you. I miss you. I miss everyone. I wish you had stayed. 

I hope you’re well. Until we meet again.

Your love

Eleni x

“It stupid right? I shouldn’t send this.” Eleni looked at the cat and then back at the letter. “What harm would it do if I did send it? Look, I’ll just send the one and then I won’t send anymore, okay.” 

Eleni mailed the letter the next morning and then returned to her apartment where she sat on the couch with the street cat. She couldn’t lie, she regretted sending the letter. She was still furious with him for leaving her in the woods that night so many years ago. Yet her love for him never died. It was hard for her to think that she would ever love again when he was such a big part of her life. She almost regretted reading his letter in the first place. She should have just trashed it instead.

Druig was pleased to see that she replied, and so quickly at that. His heart warmed even though he was afraid what it might say. His Eleni was many things, and fierce was one of them. Her words could rip him to shreds even only written in ink. After reading her letter, he found himself trying not to cry. He saw that she had took her time scribbling out certain lines and he wished he could read what they had said. He couldn’t bring himself to tell her that he too had recently received a visit from Ajak who encouraged him to reconnect with Eleni. Druig shook his head as he sat down to write a reply. Of course, even after all these years of their so called freedom, Ajak was still always taking care of them. 

My love,

I’m thrilled to hear from you. I am doing okay. I’d be better if you were at my side. I need to get something off my chest however. I can’t say that I am truly okay until I know that there is peace between you and I. Peace isn’t the right word, but for some reason it is the only word I can think of. 

I was wrong to walk out that day. I was wrong to leave you in the woods. I know that I was in the wrong and that is why after all this time I couldn’t bring myself to reach out to you. I was afraid you’d be too angry to reply anyways. I was afraid you’d throw my letter away. I need to make amends with you before I can make amends with anyone else. You are most important to me in this world. 

The greatest moments of my existence were with you. Any more time apart and my mind might fracture under the weight of my memories of you. Please find it in your heart to forgive me or I could never even begin to forgive myself for hurting you in the way I did. I broke the heart of the only person to ever understand me in the way you did. 

I loved you then and I love you still. 

Yours always,

Dru

“So, you two are talking again?” Ikaris asked. 

“Hardly.” Eleni shook her head as she folded the letter back into the envelope. Had Ikaris not been on her couch, she would have broken down into tears. Any reminder of the night that her family parted ways was enough to make her emotional, but add on to the fact that she had her heart torn in two by Druig and she’d be in absolute shambles. “What about you and Sers? Haven’t seen her in centuries.” 

“I go see her every once in a while. Check up on her. Druig does the same for you, you know?” Ikaris sat up, making room for Eleni to sit next to him. 

“Does he?” Eleni’s head snapped towards Ikaris at this new information. 

“I ran into him. It’s not often he leaves his village in the Amazon, but when he does, it’s for you.” Ikaris nudged her arm with his elbow. “I was told not to say anything to you.”

“Well, thank you for saying something.” Eleni said. She saw her cat sitting outside the window and decided to go open it. 

“You really take care of that thing, huh?” Ikaris laughed.

“He takes care of me too in a way.” She shrugged in response. 

“Does it have a name?” He asked.

“Nope.” 

“Reply to Druig.” Ikaris said when she sat on the couch next to him again. 

“Go see Sersi. Really see her.” She shot back. 

“I can’t. I have my own reasons.” Ikaris stood up. “I’m gonna go grab us some food, I’ll be back.” He kissed her head and then exited through the window, giving the cat a pat on the head. 

Eleni took a deep breath and then stood up making her way to the table with a piece of paper and a pen. 

Druig,

Know that I forgive you. And that there is always a place for you in my heart, however I’m not ready to see you. That day haunts me. I’d even consider it the worst day of my life. I hope you reach out to the rest of us and make your amends. I will always love you and that is no secret. I needed you and you left me. I needed you most that night and I was left alone. By the one person who swore they’d never abandon me. That it was you and I til the end. Centuries together and you abandoned me. 

Please understand that I’m still healing. And I will find my way to you when I’m ready just like the rest of our family will one day be together again.

I hope and pray that with my forgiveness you find tranquility. 

All the love,

Eleni x

“Only a matter of time until Arishem calls us home.” Ikaris said, struggling to use his chopsticks.

“When he does, my personal hell on this planet will end.” Eleni rolled her eyes. “Come on, Ikaris. Five thousand years on this planet and you still can’t use chopsticks?”

“I guess until he does call us home, it’s just you and I huh?” Ikaris ignored her comment about his chopstick usage and looked over at her.

“If that’s how it’s meant to be, then so be it. I’ll follow you to the end, as I always have.” She held her rice box out to him to which he tapped it with his own. 

“Good to know.” He nodded.

“Hey, do you think Earth cats can survive on Olympia?” 

Druig Masterlist by Mendessi

[razorblade180]

Fireside chat

In the tea pot, Hu Tao walks along the beach enjoying the night sky. She had finished her duties earlier and was still brimming with energy when she spotted Amber and Yoimiya sitting next to a campfire watching the waves.

Hu Tao:Well what have a I stumbled upon here, a private getaway?

Yoimiya:Oh, hey Hu Tao! Nothing private necessarily. Amber likes catching up with captains and the others whenever possible.

Amber:Not a big turnout this week, but that’s to be expected. Wanna join-

Hu Tao:*roasting marshmallow* Way ahead of you. You captains all have these little quirks I keep discovering. I certainly was never invited to a campfire.

Amber:I always knew where you were, with Chongyun.

Hu Tao:*red* Untrue.

Yoimiya:Oh! Can we talk about that!? Last time I remember you two were like an unwilling duo comedy act, with you always being the jokester. Then when I finally join the team and see you after so long, you’re macking on his face.

Hu Tao:Why describe it like that!?

Amber:It’s not completely inaccurate.

Yoimiya:Spill it! What happened!?

Hu Tao:Oh you know…he might’ve nearly…died because of me?……

Amber:I know I’m not in touch with my Liyue heritage, but I feel like that’s a reason to hate someone instead of love.

Yoimiya:Is this how funeral directors crush on people?

Hu Tao:No! I- okay, so I tease everyone; Chongyun especially. Being an exorcist has always been a tad silly to me. Even more so in times like these and with how my family has always handled the dead. Yet Chongyun trained everyday all the same. One day…I may have gone to far. He ended up telling me that the strength he’d gained was important then stormed off out of town saying that he’ll prove it to me that the exorcist way was steadfast, enduring.

Amber:Yikes, you must’ve really made him upset.

Hu Tao:I actually felt a bit bad Xiangling scolded me too. I decided I’d apologize next time I saw him. He’s always restocking his popsicles or visiting Xingqui. I thought I’d see him the next day without fail. Until…for reasons I can’t explain, I couldn’t sleep that night. It was as if my stomach was in knots and my nerves were bad. I decided to go out of town looking for him.

Yoimiya:Did you know where he went?

Hu Tao:Nope! Not the faintest clue, but I still left. By the time it was midnight I’m like actively running around the country side until out of nowhere, I just see Qiqi standing in Tianqiu Valley. I asked what she was doing and she said “He told me if I heard a roar after sunset to go get you, but I haven’t heard anything.” Naturally I panic, because only one thing roars loud enough to be heard anywhere in Tianqiu Valley. I immediately picked up Qiqi and ran to a cave opening to find Chongyun passed out and battered on the ground near a dead Primo Geovishap.

Yoimiya:Wow! All by himself!? Well I guess he is a captain.

Amber:First of all, that means nothing. That’s a death match for most people. Second, Chongyun was nowhere near his current strength today.

Yoimiya:Yeah when you put it that way…I probably wouldn’t want to try my luck. Did you yell at him?

Hu Tao:I mean I certainly screamed, but out of shock. Apparently he beat it but collapsed right after from injuries, so with the beast not moving and Chongyun not coming back, Qiqi just assumed the fight was ongoing, because Chongyun would come back if it was over!

Amber:I think I missed the part where this was a love story.

Hu Tao:Ever heard the saying “You don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone?” I was shaking while she healed him. Chongyun was actually bleeding and I never thought he’d do something so reckless because of me. So when he opened his eyes, I couldn’t help but cry and blubber like a mess. *red* I’ve always had a little crush on him but it never dawned on me of all people that I could go to bed one night and he’s gone. As angry as I was, I could only cling to him while apologizing and thanking Rex Lapis himself that I got another day seeing my favorite exorcist. All those emotions sorta…came out as a confession on the spot. “You scared me half to death! I thought I lost you!” Plus more embarrassing stuff I shall not repeat.

Yoimiya:Will you repeat what he said?

Hu Tao:….*blushing* I’ll keep those to myself as well. Just know my teasing was more lighthearted after that and the two of us slowly ended up…kissing one night. But that’s enough about me! Your turn Amber!

Amber:*red* Excuse me?

Hu Tao:I think it’s only fair the creator of this session also suffer.

Amber:I didn’t tell you to share!

Hu Tao:Okay, but I still want to know! It’s no fun dying of embarrassment alone. I would think you’d brag a little about making the esteemed traveler fall for you at first sight.

Yoimiya:Awww is that what happened!?

Amber:Stop listening to Aether’s cheesy one liners! He did say he immediately thought I was cute and yeah I thought he was too, but we didn’t tell each other that or have this love at first sight.

Hu Tao and Yoimiya: *smiling*….

Amber:It wasn’t! But…look, a lot happened within the first three hours of meeting him so yeah I was impressed. Aether is pretty cool. Anyone likes hanging out with people they think are cool! We all looked at Kazuha and cheered because of how cool his burst is.

Hu Tao:Cute how you mention the boy who is pretty similar to your boyfriend.

Yoimiya:In her defense, I met Aether too and thought he was pretty awesome to hangout with. I mean he was down for a prison break. Everyone needs a friend like that.

Hu Tao:You’re right, but also, your boyfriend looks like Aether and would do that.

Yoimiya:… Amber I tried.

Amber:Anyways, I saw him often. He didn’t know a lot of things and didn’t have a home so he stayed at the head quarters when he was in Mondstadt. There wasn’t a day he didn’t ask a question and I was more than happy to help him get a lay of the land. Being alone and confused is terrible. Not to mention he was looking for someone. How could I not help?

Yoimiya:Imagine if he landed in Inazuma first? Ugh, I don’t think he would’ve lasted.

Hu Tao:The people of Liyue are pretty welcoming, but I can’t say he would’ve been okay if he accidentally came across anything ancient or adeptal in the wild without having any grasp on the world. He’d be a client for sure.

Amber: You make it sound like Mondstadt is a walk in the park. Also give him a little more credit, he was fighting a dragon in no time at all. It was a shock to see that he stumbled in little ways like commissions or cooking. Aether was hard to figure out, but day by day I felt like I knew more.

Hu Tao:How long was he in Mondstadt?

Amber:It had to be around three months of him exploring, learning, talking…that kept happening. It got to a point he went on my patrols and shared meals. Maybe Lisa realized it before I did but…at some point…I just kept wanting to see him. We had just wrapped up a fight one day when it started raining, so we sheltered under the tree at Windrise. The two us talked to past the time. Our dreams, experiences, what could lie ahead. We just kept talking and smiling until…*red* we stopped talking.

Hu Tao:Wow, your story is way less life threatening.

Amber:Yeah that tends to happen when nobody is running off to solo a boss. For the rest of the day things were a little awkward but exciting at the same time. We uhhh…our feelings burned a little hot the first day.

Yoimiya:Meaning?

Hu Tao:*whispers in ear*

Yoimiya:*crimson* THE SAME DAY!?

Amber:Listen…

Hu Tao:Guess love really does blow like the wind in Mondstadt, or perhaps it’s a bunny thing?

Amber:LISTEN! Things happen. He wasn’t gonna stay in Mondstadt forever and all this was sorta new to me so…why not take every moment we had?

Yoimiya:Well you certainly gave a good reason for him to come back. Oof, I get it though, a hundred percent. Kazuha and I…we were kinda in a similar boat.

Amber:Guess we’re all sharing stories.

Yoimiya:I wasn’t gonna leave you out to dry like that. If yours is sweet, and Hu Tao’s is scary, then I guess mine is…a happy in between. I’ve known Kazuha for a long time. We weren’t close in the beginning. I’d just used to come across him every so often with his friend. An encounter at a restaurant, a trail, material gathering. Hehe, you should see him try catching fish barehanded. We actually started talking more at the end of a festival. Imagine my surprise when he told me he could smell every ingredient I put into my designs and what order they were placed in? I actually got scared that I had accidentally leaked my family’s secrets some how without realizing. I started firing off question after question and he answered each one.

Hu Tao:How long did that take?

Yoimiya:Hehe…longer than it probably should’ve. The festival was long over and I talked until I heard his stomach growling. I was embarrassed. Here I was yapping away while he was hungry, so I offered to buy him a meal for taking up so much time. After that night we talked more often when we saw each other. Kazuha would show up with materials that I needed even though I never remember mentioning. He never told me he could hear me far away, but I caught him in the act by pretending I was in danger. You should’ve seen how red his face was, but then I realized something, this guy stopped whatever he was doing to make sure I was okay. Not only that, he went out of his way to help make my fireworks better. I asked Thoma if that was a big deal and I got the most deadpanned look I’ve seen in my life! Kazuha might be crushing on me!

Amber:I know some people are simply nice, but he let you talk well into the night even though he was hungry. I feel like that should’ve been the first clue.

Yoimiya:Kazuha his hard to read! He always looks so calm and half the time he talks like a love letter! I still was hesitant after what Thoma told me. Still, it ran through my head a lot. Kazuha is charming and yeah, he lets me finish all my thoughts. There were days he’d ask me how my day was for no other reason just to have a full conversation where he once again, mainly listened. I finally asked him if he thought if was talking perhaps a little too much or quickly. Kazuha said no, then told me…he really liked hearing my voice. I was doomed after that. I hoped Thoma was right because now I knew I was crushing hard. My first real inkling that it was mutual was seeing his friend tease him about all the time he’s been spending with or saying “hey it’s the girl he’s always talking about.” Hehe I think Kazuha was as shy as me.

Hu Tao:Calling you shy feels almost unbelievable.

Yoimiya:What does that mean!?

Hu Tao:You’re always going on about open communication and how feelings never get understood by saying nothing, so picturing you doing more roundabout ways of figuring a person out is unusual. I would’ve assumed you were sick. Then again, I d see suppose you were, love sick that is.

Yoimiya:*takes marshmallow*

Hu Tao:Ah! No~

Yoimiya:To be honest, I was happy how things were. Kazuha wasn’t blind, and though he told me that he respects my privacy and doesn’t actually listen in on me, there was no he didn’t know that I liked him. The two of us were fine sharing laughs, a meal or two, a night watching fireworks. Things were perfect. Then…the decree happened. Citizens became on edge, life became stricter, and I woke up one day to hear is friend had died and before the Shoguns army made Kazuha a wanted man, rumored to have possibly escaped overseas. We never got to say goodbye, but it’s not like I was owed one to begin with. Feelings or not, the two of us weren’t actually together and knew he would’ve seen me if he could. That’s what stung the most I think. One more meeting to say whatever hasn’t been. Suddenly it was harder to say that I was happy with how things were between us, knowing it was over. They never took his posters down so I never stopped believing he was ok somewhere. According to my dad, I looked less like a brilliant firework and more of a dazzling sparkler at times.

Amber:Hehe…(That’s an interesting way of describing being bummed out. I guess even her lows are pretty high up.) That reminds me of Master Diluc. He can act the same way everyday but you can tell when he’s clearly upset.

Yoimiya:Shipping things outside Inazuma became a hassle with all the political stuff happening, so I was happy I ran into Beidou when I did. She had no problem sneaking my designs over to Liyue. It was the first when she got them that she took a good look at me and said “Oh, you’re that girl he talks about.” I think my eyes watered instantly. I nearly dropped the crate. Fortunately she caught it and stopped me from asking about Kazuha really loudly. People say my mouth moves faster than my thoughts at times, but it was the opposite in this case. I wanted to know if he was safe, where he was, what exactly happened, everything. Beidou actually looked startled seeing me. Frankly I felt the same. I didn’t realize just how many things were weighing on me about Kazuha. She told me he was perfectly fine and was in Liyue at the time. I was relieved if not a little sad. I wrote a letter for her to give him telling him I’m glad he’s safe.

Hu Tao:….Did you not confess in the letter!?

Yoimiya:She had to go and I’m hopeless with letters! It would’ve been an incoherent mess, so instead I wrote for him to listen as hard as he could the same time every night, hoping he could hear me. Even if he couldn’t, it put me at ease.

Amber:*tearing up* This isn’t a happy medium Yoimiya, this is sad! What do you mean you spoke into the wind in hopes your words reached him!? It’s like those romance books Lisa reads “for fun” It’s not fun! *wiping eyes*

Yoimiya:Oh it didn’t feel fun either, but it was better than nothing. More time kept passing and one day Beidou came back for business reasons. She was willing to take more of my fireworks, but she also gave me a maple leaf. She told me it would take some time loading everything on the ship, so I should make my time count. My heart nearly stopped. I don’t I ever ran so hard in my entire life. Sure enough, straight below the deck of the Alchor was Kazuha hiding, waiting for me. At this point words couldn’t express my feelings. I kissed him on the spot, and he kissed back just as desperately. I never would’ve thought this crush that built over a few years would lead to this moment. We did speak a little, but…. knowing oh precious the time we had was…*red* we didn’t stop at talking. So yeah, Amber isn’t the only one who used what moment she had. These feelings were all so new, and I wanted him to know there’s a place he still has to come back too.

Hu Tao:Man…y’all make me feel vanilla.

Yoimiya:Hahahahaha!

Hu Tao:All this high risk super emotional first time in the heat of passion; it was Chongyun’s birthday and shenanigans ensued.

Yoimiya:That’s perfect! I didn’t want the looming threat of civil war and lost connections! Still, I wouldn’t trade my story for anything.

Amber:Same. It’s hard to explain but….

Hu Tao:It’s so imperfectly perfect?

Amber:Exactly. Man…I miss our dorks. I wonder what they’re up to?

Yoimiya:They’re chill boys. Probably found a cozy spot to gaze.

Hu Tao:True

HAY:Ooooorrrr…..

xxxxx

Primo Vishap:Aaaarrrrrrgggghhhh!

CAK:Bring it on!!!!!!!!!!

xxxxx

Amber:Yeah it’s probably crazy.

[ray-ray-writings]

Defending Family-Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, and Tommyinnit

This is a Brother!Technoblade & Brother!Wilbur Soot &Brother!Tommyinnit x gn!reader. This is not in the dreamsmp but it is in the SBI AU where Philza is the father of Wilbur, Technoblade, Tommy and in this imagine, Y/N! In this, Y/N is younger than Wilbur and Techno but older than Tommy

When Y/N hears the school bully talking shit about their family… Well it’s no surprise when that bully gets hit. 

Y/N’s POV

“Y/N! Wake up!” The annoying voice of my even more annoying brother sounded as a pillow smacked me in the face waking me from my sleep. My eyes shot open and I made contact with Tommy’s blue eyes, “Ow Tommy! What the hell?!?” I exclaimed, sitting myself up, rubbing the bridge of my nose trying to ease the throbbing pain. Tommy simply threw his head back and cackled before bolting out of the room. 

I let out a sigh before throwing the blankets off of me before getting out of bed to get ready for the day. It didn’t take long. I stripped off my PJs and threw on a random outfit before making my way to the bathroom to do my business. As I was brushing my hair, Tommy pounded on the door, “HURRY UP Y/N! I need in there!” He yelled from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes and yelled back, “You should have thought of that before you woke me up! You can wait!” Tommy continued to knock on the door, annoying me even further. 

Finally, once I was done, I swung the door open causing Tommy to stumble forward. I smirked as he caught himself and looked at me in annoyance, “Finally!” He let out, walking further in while I walked out. “Shut up,” I responded, the door slamming closed behind me. 

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen where I found my father over the stove and my two other brothers sitting at the kitchen island waiting for my dad to finish making breakfast. “Good morning,” I beamed, sitting on the stool in between Wilbur and Techno causing everyone to turn to me for a moment. Dadza grinned at me before going back to his skillet, “Morning honey, how’d you sleep?” “I slept fine. I would have preferred a different wake up call though,” I answered, rolling my eyes at the thought. My older brothers both let out laughs as Dadza sighed, “What did he do this time?” Dadza questioned, turning around, bringing the pan with him. “He smacked my face with a pillow and yelled at me… Nothing new, but still not something preferred.” Dadza nodded as he scooped eggs from the skillet onto the plate before me. He then proceeded to turn and also place a pancake and a couple slices of bacon on my plate as well. “Thank you,” I thanked sincerely, picking up my fork and knife, digging in. “Anytime kiddo.” 

As the three of us ate, footsteps bounded down the stairs behind. “Morning,” Tommy called, sitting on the open stool next to Wilbur. “Morning,” the three responded. Dadza moved quickly and filled Tommy’s plate with breakfast before moving to fill his own. “Sleep well Tommy?” He asked, sitting on the one stool that sat across from us. “Yep! Had an amazing dream where I married a hot woman and then I woke up and smacked Y/N in the face to wake them up. Pretty Pogchamp morning,” Tommy babbled, his mouth full of eggs as he spoke. Dadza made a face of disgust, “Please don’t speak with your mouth full Tommy. And please stop smacking your sibling in the face to wake them up, you know they hate it.” “Oh I know they hate it. That’s why I keep doing it,” Tommy announced, smirking at me from the other side of our brother. “If Wilbur wasn’t here right now, I’d smack you,” I hissed, glaring at my little brother. “But he is and so you can’t do anything,” Tommy teased, sticking his tongue out at me. I looked up to Wilbur, my eyes pleading at him to do something. Wilbur got the message and raised his hand and smacked the back of Tommy’s head, causing him to yelp. “Hey!” “You asked for it!” 

“Kids! Kids! Please, can we just have a calm morning for once?” our dad slightly pleaded. I let out a deep breath and nodded, “Anything for you dad,” I muttered before shoving more pancake into my mouth. Tommy huffed, but also went back to his breakfast. “Now that that’s over, what are you doing today?” Techno questioned, looking to our father. Philza smiled at the change of topic, “Well there are a few new clients at work that I have been in charge of so I’ll mostly be pretty busy all day. I’ll be home in time for dinner though, do you guys want me to pick something up or can you handle it.” Before Tommy or I could ask for pizza, Techno and Wilbur spoke up at the same time, “We can handle it.” I couldn’t help but huff and slightly pout. I really wanted pizza. 

I didn’t have time to dwell on it though because an alarm went off causing the four of us kids to jump into action. The alarm was set in order to get us out of the house because if we didn’t leave at that specific time, we would be late for school. Techno and Wilbur no longer went to high school, they both graduated three years ago. But the two still took us to school everyday so Dadza wouldn’t have to worry about it. Wilbur was the only one that could drive, and as much as he hates to admit it, Techno hates being left alone so he always came along. 

The four of us finished the food on our plates, placing them in the sink. “Bye Dadza,” I chimed, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek before heading to the door. I could hear the other three doing the same before they joined me by the door. I slipped on my back pack, Tommy doing the same, before exiting the house and piling into Wilbur’s car. The ride to school consisted of Wilbur, Tommy, and I screaming along to whatever music was playing, and Techno pretending to be annoyed by the three of us. 

“Alright. Get out,” Wilbur demanded, putting the car in park outside the front of the high school. “Thank you Will. Bye Tech! Love you both!” I chimed before getting out of the car. “Bye Y/N, love you too” They responded before I shut the door. Tommy echoed what I had said, getting the same response before he closed his door as well. Wilbur drove away leaving Tommy and I standing there. “Come on Tommathy” I stated before walking toward the entrance of the school. “Don’t call me that” Tommy demanded, but followed close behind me. I threw my head back in laughter and shook my head. “I’ll do what I please thank you.” 

Once we were inside, Tommy and I went separate ways. He went to his locker to meet up with his best friend, Tubbo and I went to mine meeting up with my best friend, Sapnap. Sapnap and I became best friends due to our brothers. Dream and George were pretty good friends with Wilbur and Techno and when they went places Dadza sometimes forced them to take me with them so he could take care of Tommy. Dream and George would in turn bring their younger brother, Sapnap, so that we would stay out of their way. We grew very close through all the hang out time and it was like I had yet another brother. 

“Hey dork,” I greeted my best friend as I opened my locker. “Hey loser. Have a good night?” He greeted back, leaning against the locker next to me. I hummed and nodded at his question, “Yeah, it was pretty good. Did you get the math homework done?” I asked, closing my locker and turning to him. A panicked look over took his face, “We had math homework?” I couldn’t help but laugh at my best friend’s forgetfulness. “Yes we did. And lucky for you I did it… Yes you can copy it.” I answered his unasked question. Sapnap immediately relaxed. A chuckle escaped his lips as he slung an arm around my shoulder, “You’re the best.” “Yeah, yeah.” 

Together the two of us made our way to our first class, but a familiar voice caused me to stop in my tracks, “Come on man. Just give it back!” It was Tommy. Sapnap gave me a confused look as I turned around and marched toward the sound of my brother’s voice. My blood began to boil at the sight in front of me. There, in front of my brother, stood Chad, the school bully. In his hand was one of Tommy’s most prized possessions, his music disc. That was the last thing that our mom gave to him before she passed. He loved it so dearly and was very careful with it. Why was it here and why the hell does Chad have it? 

“Oh what? You gonna cry about it? Cry like you did when your mommy died?” Chad taunted, holding the disc close to his chest. It didn’t take a detective to tell that Tommy’s eyes were welling with tears. “Please, just give it back,” Tommy practically begged, holding his hand out. “Oh I’ll give it back alright. I’ll give it back in pieces.” Chad brought the disc out and put both hands on it. Before he could begin to bend it, I snapped. “HEY!” I shouted, stomping up to the three boys, Sapnap following behind me. Chad stopped what he was doing, surprised at the new voice, but the smirk returned to his face once he recognized who it was. “Well, looky at what we have here,” He taunted. Paying no mind to his taunt, “Give me the music disc. Now.” I demanded, glaring at the boy. Chad simply threw his head back and laughed, “No, I don’t think I will.” 

“You’re a jerk Chad,” Sapnap spoke up, momentarily distracting the bully, allowing me to rip the disc from Chad’s hands. “Hey!” He let out, his head whipping back to me. “Here Tommy,” I spoke gently, handing the possession back to its rightful owner. Tommy carefully took it before wrapping it back up and sliding it carefully in his book bag. “Thanks Y/N” Tommy thanked quietly. “Anytime Tommy. Let’s go boys,” I demanded before slightly pushing Tommy and Tubbo so they would walk in front of me. 

“That’s right! Run away! Just like your father did when things got tough!” Chad called from behind us. His words caused me to stop in my tracks. “What did you just say?” I hissed over my shoulder. Chad simply smirked and crossed his arms, “You heard me, your father’s a coward. So are your other brothers. Wilbur and Techno? Yeah they’re freaks and you’re just like them,” He responded smugly. I felt a tug on my arm. I looked back in front of me and found Tommy standing there with an extremely worried look on his face. “Come on Y/N. It’s not worth it.” I let out a deep breath before nodding and taking a few steps forward once more. 

As I was walking, a force shoved me from behind causing me to stumble, “That’s right, walk away.” For the third time today, I stopped walking. A smirk covered my face as I slid my backpack off of my back. I mean hey, he started it by pushing me. “What? Did I make you upset? What are you-” I didn’t let Chad finish. 

In one swift motion, I turned on my heel and punched Chad in the face as hard as I could. Chad stumbled back in utter shock, his hand coming up to cover his nose. When he pulled his hand back, it was covered in blood. “You punched me!” He shouted incredulously. “You punched me in the face!” “And I’ll do it again!” In one quick moment, we both rushed forward at each other. Punches were being thrown left and right. A few landed on me, but I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was defending my family. 

At one point, I stomped on Chad’s toes causing him to lose balance and I pushed him to the ground on his back. I dropped on top of him, straddling his chest and just began wailing on him. “Y/N! Y/N stop! You’ve got him! Stop!” Someone yelled from behind me. I didn’t care to listen to them, the sight of Chad helpless under me too much to pass up. As I wound up for another punch, my arm was being pinned to my side and I was pulled off of the bully. “Let me go!” I screeched, trying so hard to wiggle out of the person’s arms. They turned me around to face them and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me slightly. “Y/N!” It was Sapnap, “It’s over. You knocked him out. It’s done!” His words finally hit me and I stopped fighting in his arms. 

I looked over at Chad and noticed his eyes were closed and his face was bloody and beaten. I looked down at my hands and found them also covered in blood and my knuckles were busted and would surely bruise. I also knew from the feeling that my face was also covered in blood. I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at what had just happened. Sapnap looked at me like I was actually crazy. I gave him a little shrug, “Oops.” “Y/N MINECRAFT! TO THE OFFICE NOW!” 

So there I found myself sitting in the principal’s office, holding an ice pack to my knuckles. Tommy, Tubbo, Sapnap had given their testimony as to what had happened to the principal before they were sent back to class. Chad was still laid up in the nurse’s office. He was waiting there until his parents could come. They had informed me they had to call my parents as well. I begged them not to call my dad, I knew today was a big important day for his business. The secretary, who knew me very well and knew I was a good kid, agreed and instead called my big brothers to come pick me up. That almost made me more nervous than if my father were to pick me up. 

It didn’t take long for Wilbur and Techno to show up. Neither of them looked at me when they walked in, which caused a pit to form in my stomach. The principal gave them a very brief description as to what had happened, just that I had got in a physical fight and was suspended for today and the next two days. “Let’s go,” Wilbur muttered as he passed me, walking out the door, Techno following behind him. I scrambled up quickly, wishing the secretary goodbye before following my brother’s out the door. 

The car ride back home was deadly silent. The radio wasn’t even on. Wilbur and Techno didn’t talk to me or each other the entire ride. Wilbur pulled into our driveway, parked, and killed the engine. He remained in his seat though, and didn't make a move to get out of the car, causing me to remain seated as well. “This isn’t like you, Y/N. What the hell happened?” Wilbur asked quietly, not turning to look at me. “He took Tommy’s disc,” I murmured quietly. “What? Speak up,” Wilbur demanded, looking at me through the rear-view mirror. “He took Tommy’s disc!” I spilled, getting it off my chest. “He took Tommy’s disc and wouldn’t give it back. So I got it back and then when we were walking away, he made fun of dad and you two and Tommy pulled me along, but then Chad shoved me so I turned around and punched him. When he continued to come at me, I fought him. I knocked him out. But he deserved it. He can’t just make fun of you and Techno and dad and Tommy and get away with it and-” “Y/N!” Techno interjected, cutting me off. “Yeah?” I asked, kind of breathless. “He took Tommy’s disc? And then made fun of our family? And proceeded to shove you?” Techno questioned, making sure he understood the story. I nodded, “Yeah”

There was a brief moment of silence before Techno broke out in a laugh, causing Wilbur to grin. “Well good on you then!” Techno cheered, belly laughing. “You’re not mad?” I questioned, still a bit hesitant. Wilbur let out a sigh and shook his head no, “I was at first… Well maybe not. I think I was more surprised than anything. We’ve never had that problem with you and it shocked me to the core to get that phone call. If anything I thought it would be Tommy first.” We all had a laugh about that. “But hearing you did that to defend us. Our family. How could I be mad at that?” 

Wilbur took off his seatbelt and got out of the car, causing Techno and I to do the same. As I got out, Wilbur scooped me up in a big hug. Techno quickly made his way around the car and joined our hug. “I’m so proud of you for defending yourself and your family. Although, next time I would prefer it if you did it without the violence,” Wilbur claimed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head. “I wouldn’t. The more violence the better!” Techno chimed in. Giggles escaped my lips at that, of course he would say something like that. “I think I’ll try and lay low for a while. Although now everyone knows not to mess with Y/N Minecraft!” The other two joined in my laughter. “Come on Y/N. Let’s get you cleaned and bandaged up and then we’ll go for ice cream.” Wilbur said, pulling away from the hug and dragging me toward the house. I raised my eyebrow as we got inside, “It’s 8 in the morning?” Wilbur shook his head and rolled his eyes as he sat me down in the kitchen, Techno leaving to get the first aid kit. “There is never a wrong time for ice cream”

There you have it! I hope you enjoyed! If so, please be sure to leave a like!!

[loki-hargreeves]

Loki x Reader - Welcome Home to Westview

Warnings: WANDAVISION SPOILERS, mentions of death, angst and fluff  Word Count: 2,8K Summary: You join Wanda when she drives to Westview. Next thing you know, you’re reunited with Loki who you lost years ago because of Thanos. He’s there to welcome you home 1950s style and make up for lost time.  Author’s Note: This was requested and I absolutely loved this idea. I hope you like it! <3

YOUR POV

When everyone came back, it had been a miracle. Everyone who had vanished during the blip. Everyone who had vanished when Thanos had singlehandedly taken away half of all life. Most people were happy to have their loved ones back. Most people got someone back. 

But that wasn’t your case, nor was it for Wanda. She came back into a world without Vision, you had to keep living without Loki. You always knew that he had died differently. Thanos had killed him and you had witnessed it. You should’ve known just how real it was, that he was gone. Seeing it should’ve been proof enough in order for you to move on and let go. Yet somehow, when the portals opened you had dared to feel hope. Deep down, you had hoped he too would’ve walked out of the golden gates with everyone else, but you had been wrong. 

He had never come back. 

You and Wanda had grown close during your time as Avengers. Recently, the two of you had grown even closer because of your shared grief. The two of you understood one another deeply and it connected you. 

That’s why you had joined Wanda today. She was headed to SWORD headquarters where they were keeping Vision’s body. Everything about it was unsettling and you too felt angry about it. Something about SWORD was fishy and you didn’t trust their motives at all, neither did Wanda. All she wanted was to have a funeral for the man she loved. 

You had agreed to wait in the car as she walked inside, but you kept glancing at the entry just in case you would have to walk in to support your friend. Time passed and eventually Wanda returned to the car alone. Even before she sat down, you could tell things hadn’t gone too well. She slammed the door shut and put her hands on the steering wheel tightly.

“Are you okay?” You were concerned for her well-being. 

Wanda didn’t reply immediately. Her eyes scanned the parking lot and then she looked at the papers she kept in the backseat. For a while, she seemed to be deep in thought and you decided not to push her. Eventually, Wanda faced you.

“There’s something I need to do,” She stated mysteriously.

“Do you want me to leave?” 

“No,” Wanda sounded sure of herself, “I would like it if you came with me, if that’s okay.”

Usually, Wanda handled things on her own. She would push others away and never ask for help. But this seemed different. She was willing to accept your support, and you were more than happy to be there for her; no matter what.

“Okay, I’m right here for you, Wanda.”

Despite how frustrated and upset Wanda felt, she managed to smile. It was nice to have you by her side during such difficult times. 

“Thank you, Y/N.”

                The car ride was long, but it didn’t feel like it. Wanda and you weren’t talking and the car radio filled the silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable, yet you could tell that something had gone terribly wrong. Once Wanda was ready to talk about it, you would be there for her. For now, your presence was more than enough. 

Since you didn’t talk, you tried to focus on the songs on the radio to distract yourself from your own, deep thoughts. Sometimes, they would get the best of you and right now, you wanted to stay tuned in the moment, not in the past.

Eventually, you drove past a sign that said Welcome to Westview. It was a small town, but nice nonetheless. It looked old. Buildings were worn and the streets looked like they had been used for decades. The town had a lot of family-friendly places and small shops. You saw an old lady drinking coffee by herself and a man putting up flyers. No one seemed to pay too much attention to you as Wanda drove by everything slowly. You noticed that Wanda was eyeing the street names closely. Was she searching for something?

It didn’t take too long until Wanda took a turn to a street called Sherwood drive and slowed down the car, eventually coming to a stop. You noticed the foundation of a house that had once been there. The neighborhood around you was full of family homes and it had a very warm and cozy energy. As nice as your surroundings were, Wanda looked like she wanted to cry. 

“Can you stay here? I need to do something on my own,” Wanda finally broke the silence. How long had you been in silence? You weren’t sure. 

“Yeah. Just let me know if you need me, okay?” You wanted to reassure her of your support. 

Wanda just nodded and reached to the backseat to grab a paper. With one last glance at you, she got out of the car and closed the door. You sat comfortably on your seat and turned the radio on a little louder as she walked away. The song that was playing was familiar, but you couldn’t quite put your tongue on the name of it. The lyrics were beautiful and you found yourself relaxing to the melody.

“... If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I'd like to do, is to save everyday 'til eternity passes away just to spend it with you ...”

Naturally, you were worried about her. Wanda hadn’t spoken about what happened when she tried to recover Vision’s body. Clearly, things hadn’t gone too well. Had she even been allowed to see him? 

As you sat there, you wondered how you would’ve felt if you had been in her shoes, if someone had Loki’s body and they wouldn’t let you have a funeral for him. Immediately, your gut twisted in disgust and pain. It seemed like a nightmare. 

For all that you knew, Loki was somewhere in space, in the middle of nowhere, all alone. When the Guardians had heard the distress signal, they had only found you and Thor. Loki was nowhere to be seen. All the debris from the spaceship had made it nearly impossible to see and navigate through it all. 

It had been years but it still hurt. Knowing he was left alone broke your heart, as if seeing him die hadn’t been soul crushing enough. You knew you would never get over losing Loki. He was and always would be the love of your life. Even if he wasn’t there, you always kept him in your heart. You were sure your very souls were connected. The love you had was just that deep. 

Curiously, you looked out of the car window just to keep an eye on Wanda. She was standing in the middle of the ruins with the paper in her trembling hands. You couldn’t see what it said, but you knew it was important because once she looked at it, she broke down into tears. The sight of her there, all alone in so much pain was awful. For so long, she had been strong and kept on a tough face, but she had reached her breaking point. All the pain, the anger, the misery, it had gotten the best of her. You knew exactly how it felt and your first instinct was to get out of the car and go there to comfort her. How could you just sit there when she was sobbing on the cold hard ground all by herself?

When you got out of the car and looked at Wanda again, she was standing. Her powers were growing around her and a bright red light made you squint your eyes. What on earth was going on?

“Wanda?” You called out for her worriedly, unsure whether she could hear you from so far away. Her powers grew stronger at an alarming rate. You could feel just how strong the magic was and goosebumps rose on your skin. Something was terribly wrong and you knew things were getting out of hand. Despite how dangerous it was to approach something so chaotic and powerful, you tried to reach her. You never did.

Wanda’s powers were explosive. In the blink of an eye, her magic poured all around her and covered everything and everyone in sight. You remembered seeing that signature scarlet shade all around you and then everything went blank. It all happened so fast that you didn’t even have time to be scared, nor to use your powers to shield yourself from hers. The red swallowed you completely with no warning. 

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             What happened?

   How did I get here?

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You stood in front of Wanda and Vision’s house. Despite not remembering anything at all, you just knew that it was where she lived. Why were you just standing on her lawn? That was odd. You couldn’t remember getting there, but strangely enough, it didn’t bother you too much. You must’ve just taken a stroll and ended up at your best friend’s house. As strange as it was, you didn’t think twice about it.

With a smile on your face, you straightened the skirt of your silky dress and looked at your heels to see that they were dirt-free and shiny. After all, your outfit was brand new and you didn’t want to get the dirty right away, now did you?

“You look more beautiful than I remembered,” A familiar voice caught your attention. Your eyes widened as you stood there, now in shock. It had been too long since you had last heard that voice. 

“Do you not recognize me? Has it been that long?” Loki walked closer to you from behind. 

You turned around because you had to see him to make sure you had heard right. When you saw him standing there, you felt overjoyed. 

Loki was alive!

“Oh my god,” You could hardly believe your eyes. 

Loki opened his arms wide, inviting you to a hug. Once the initial shock passed, you ran into his strong and loving arms. Loki embraced you just like you remembered he had done before. His oh-so-familiar scent filled your lungs and you were drunk on him in an instant. Tears stung your eyes and you closed them, allowing yourself to sink into his touch and be fully enveloped by him once again. 

“I missed you so much,” You admitted and felt a warm tear rolling down your cheek, ruining your makeup but you didn’t care at all. Loki had seen you, all of you. With him, you could be completely vulnerable. 

Loki planted a kiss at the top of your head, then your forehead and the tip of your nose. His soft hands cupped your cheeks and you opened your eyes just to face him. His eyes were mesmerizing and dangerous. With just one glance, you were lost.

“I missed you too,” Loki let you know sincerely. You didn’t know where he had been, or why you had been separated. All you knew was that it had been years and now you were together again. That was all that mattered and you refused to think about the logic of it all. It felt like you could hope again. You could be happy.

A gentle breeze played with your skirt and with your hair. Loki looked like a god as he stood there in his black suit and tie, with his long dark locks swaying in the wind. Your heart was so full of love again and you felt happy, so happy that you kissed him.

Your lips collided sweetly and Loki kissed you back with such fiery passion that you felt as if your soul was on fire. The kiss was so romantic that you knew if a crowd would’ve been watching, they would’ve aww-ed. It would’ve brought people to tears. 

Eventually, you had to break the kiss so you could breathe. Once you did, both of you smiled like never before. Loki couldn’t let go of you and you didn’t want to let go of him either. 

“Let’s go home, shall we?” Loki proposed happily. 

Home. 

The word made your heart swell with affection. 

“I’d love that,” You admitted, your mind already thinking about all the possibilities. You shared a home and you could spend the rest of your lives there together. You could have your own little family. Nothing could come between you ever again. 

Loki offered you his arm for you to hold onto, which you gladly did. Together you turned away from Wanda and Vision’s home and began to walk to your own home. Somehow, you knew exactly where to go, like you had walked that path a million times before.

The walk was so relaxing. You and Loki held onto each other so comfortably and watched your neighbours, greeting them as you passed by. Everything seemed so peaceful; perfect. It was exactly where you wanted to be for all the rest of your days. 

“So where were you all this time?” You asked Loki curiously. After all, he had been gone for a while now. As you tried to think about it, you felt distracted by his touch and just the sight of him. It was almost like something didn’t want you to poke your brain with a stick, so you tried not to get yourself puzzled. 

Loki raised his eyebrows and hummed by himself, as if he had to really think about it in order to remember, “It’s a long story, my love. One I’ll tell you all about once we’re home. How does that sound?”

“It sounds like a great dinner topic,” You hinted at him. Dining together was always the highlight of your day. 

It didn’t take long to walk from Wanda’s house to yours. After all, you lived on the same street. Your home was beautiful. It was spacious, so you and Loki wouldn’t outgrow it anytime soon. 

Loki let go of you and he rushed to open the front door to you. “Ladies first,” He smirked to you and then looked inside. 

“You’re such a gentleman,” You couldn’t help but to feel appreciated.  Loki treated you like a queen, he always had. Then you walked inside.

Your eyes adjusted from the brightness outside to the dim lights inside. Loki closed the door and then you were both home. The place reflected the two of you so well, in every little detail. Someone had lit the fireplace when you were gone and you assumed it was Loki’s doing. Now that you were behind closed doors, you could use your powers without being seen. 

“Did you-” Your sentence was cut short as you turned to face Loki again. He was standing behind you with a dozen roses and a box of chocolates. The sweet gesture took you by surprise and you forgot what you were going to ask. 

“I know it isn’t much, but I want to make up for the time we lost. I hope this is the right path to your heart again, my love,” Loki explained as he handed the gifts to you, which you gladly accepted. 

“Oh Loki, thank you,” You were moved by the gesture. “But I need you to know you’ve always been in my heart, and you always will be.”

Loki seemed relieved to hear those words, “as will you be in mine.” 

Ding!

“What was that?” You were surprised by the sound that came from the kitchen. 

Loki grabbed your empty hand and placed a soft kiss on your skin, “I do believe you mentioned something about dinner.”

Yet another surprise. 

“When did you do that?” You were impressed by it all. He had really gone out of his way to make this day lovely - and you certainly weren’t complaining. 

“A magician never reveals his secrets,” Loki replied with a grin and began to lead to you the dining room. You shouldn’t have expected any less from your husband.

“How very sneaky of you,” You rolled your eyes playfully. That’s when you noticed the lovely aroma in the air. Dinner smelled lovely and you hadn’t even seen it yet. Had he made your favourite? 

Loki pulled a chair back for you to sit on. As you sat down, the plates, the food and all that appeared on the table out of nowhere just like magic. Yet another trick, one that was very useful too.

Your eyes followed Loki as he walked around the table and sat down opposite of you. Just then, the setting sun shone through the curtains. It brightened up the room beautifully and highlighted every beautiful aspect of Loki, especially his eyes. The sun was shining on you and dinner was ready. 

“One more thing,” Loki remembered and quickly snapped his fingers, lighting the candles to set the mood, “now everything is perfect.”

He was right. Finally, the two of you were together under the roof of your home. What else could you have ever wished for?

“Perfect indeed.”

A/N: I hope you liked it! If you did, I would love to hear your feedback 🥺 I loved this concept so much that I want to write more, but for now I’ll keep this one short. 

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