#My mom's always hated him too because of the way he treated my dad's sister versus him

[dawei-s]

Close to my grandma's age when she had my dad literally wtf

[lunajay33]

Desperate🍂

Summary: Embry was your best friend since birth never a day without him and when he magically disappeared from your life it shattered your world, desperate to just see him one more time

Pairing: Embry Call x f!reader

•Masterlist•

Being born in forks with your twin sister Bella, it was a crazy start, mom hated it here and took Bella with her leaving me with my dad, the chief of police Charlie Swan, we had a simple life and I loved it we’d have supper together most nights talking about our days, he treated me good he never went a day without making me feel loved, when mom left taking only Bella, I remember her saying I was too much to handle that Bella was quiet and would be easy, after that I feel incredibly bad about myself but Embry was there, even as kids he was always there for me and I was there for him

Today we planned to go to La Push beach and have the whole day together so I got in my shared truck with Bella since she moved back now, and drove down to the beach

Parking in my usual spot and walking down to the beach, taking off my shoes I let the sand cover my feet as I sat in the spot Embry and I always hung out in, close to the water so the breeze from the ocean could relax us, he always said it was his favorite thing to do, just sit with me enjoy the moments we shared

An hour had passed and still no embry so I decided to go to the little shack on the beach and get an ice cream, after getting my favorite flavour I went back to the spot seeing Embry finally here, quick to sit next to him

“Hey Em what took you so long?” I asked as he wrapped his arm around my waist

“Sorry sweets slept through my alarm but we still have the rest of the day right?!” He said smiling down at me, over the last couple of months he’s shot up in height and has become way leaner and muscular

“Of course!” We spent the next few hours walking along the shore with our shoes off, walking through the trees near the beach, getting more ice cream since he was complaining how hot he was even though it was a typical cool cloudy day in La push

Soon he was turning more red and getting light headed then angry, which I’ve never seen before

“I have to go, I’m sorry” he said running to his truck and driving off leaving me confused, finishing the day early I drove back home where it had become gloomy, Bella was always screaming at night and dad and I would barely get sleep anymore, some nights I was allowed to stay over at Embrys to help

I hung up my coat and made my way to the phone dialing Embrys home phone, it rang and rang and rang, sighing I left a message hoping he’d listen and call me back letting me know if he was okay

I slumped down at the dinner table picking at the fries feeling like something was wrong

“You okay kiddo?” Dad asked from across the table

“Yeah it’s just, something happened with Em today, he might be sick I’m just worried”

“I’m sure he’s fine! He’ll probably call you in the morning”

“Yeah I guess”

It’s been a month with no word from Embry, I called all the time only getting word from his mom saying he’s severely sick but I couldn’t believe it, and now I know how Bella feels well felt, she’s been hanging with Jacob and seems to be getting better now I’m the gloom of the house

“Kid you can’t stay in the house all the time outside of school, go for a walk at the beach or something I know you love that” his words made tears bead along my waterline

“Dad you don’t understand, I need him it feels like somethings broken in me, he’s never done this to me before I mean did I do something wrong?” I cried into my hands

“Honey you couldn’t do anything wrong you’re my like sweetheart, maybe he’s just going through something, maybe go for a little hike get some fresh air”

“Fine” I pulled on my shoes and left out the back door walking the trail all the way till I got to the jumping cliff, Embry had taken me here many times because it gave a great view of the ocean, he once even set up a picnic for my birthday

I love embry I always have but I could never admit that to him and risk the friendship we have

After about an hour I was ready to leave when I heard a growl from behind me, turning slowly full of fear with the recent hiker attacks, glowing yellow eyes in the trees as it had gotten dark, but when I heard a whine my fear disappeared

“Hello?” I asked stepping closer

Another whine was heard before a huge wolf emerged from the trees and my breathe was taken from me, it came nearer pressing its snout against my palm as I started running my hair through its beautiful fur

“You remind me of someone, you’re so gentle, I had a friend he was my best friend, I loved him but he’s gone now, I don’t even know if I’ll ever see him again if he ever wants to even see me again, I guess I just miss him” I don’t know why but spilling my heart out to this gentle giant made that weight of my chest lighter, the wolf licked my face before walking back into the woods

Another rustle was heard in the trees and a few seconds later the last person I expected to see came walking towards me, Embry but he was even stronger and taller and his hair was cut and a tattoo

“Em? Where did you come from?”

“It’s me well I mean…..that the wolf……it’s me”

“What but how you can’t be……” but then all the stories of the tribe I heard over the years came flooding back, descended from wolves

“By that look I think you already know, I never wanted to leave you god it killed me to be apart from you but that day……that day I got sick I was changing, there’s more of us, Sam Jared Paul, but it’s a secret you already know that, but when we change anger runs out entire life it wasn’t safe to be around you, I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you, but then I caught your scent out here and I couldn’t take it anymore I had to see you”

“But if it’s a secret why are you telling me everything?”

“This is crazy but, people in our pack we have soulmates, picked when we are born the person who’s our other half, each wolf has an imprint and when you see them it’s like your whole world changes everything is about her, she’s your life the one that keeps you going”

My heart dropped the way he was explaining everything sounded like he already found her

“Have you….have you already got an imprint, you’ve found your soulmate” I said my voice shaking as my lip quivered

“I have and I knew, I’ve always known it’s only ever been you, I love you, forever”

“Forever Em”

[dareactions]

How will companions react to a teen!Warden? Will their behavior change or they will act the same way as with an adult!Warden? Who would like to be friends with Warden and who's more annoyed by teens? Sorry if my request is too long:(

Alistair: He always wanted a sibling in some ways. There's something nice about the idea of having someone that depends on him and the Warden becomes a younger sibling so fast he gets a bit scared. Alistair wants to so badly steer them in the right direction- and he very easily falls into that role of the cool older brother. Honestly he kind of lets them get away with way too much just because they're younger but eh- he's not here to be a dad let's be honest. Leliana: Honestly she's kind of excited. Teenagers are always some of the most creative people in terms of problem solving and they have the ego and gumption that rivals most politically inclined adults. She for sure leans into the big-sister role that she finds herself in. She is a confidant, someone who listens and gives advice when asked. Also the person who pretend she doesn't see anything if you don't want her to. Loghain: Only one internal thought- what the fuck? He is so confused. Like- Loghain can't even be angry, he's just confused. Why the fuck is a teenager this competent? Since when were Grey Wardens below the legal drinking limit? There's such a mix of feelings that anger never even bubbles to the surface; he just becomes an exasperated dad in the funniest way imaginable. He hates this, he doesn't want this but it's not like Alistair or Morrigan is going to tell the kid off. Morrigan: She is so actively displeased she may as well just have even more of a permanent frown. She's not bad with kids and she would argue she can handle teens even better; but really? A teenager? She just sighs, rolls her eyes and makes sure they're not more than an arm's reach away when they're in major cities and anyone who even so much as raises their voice at them- it's on sight. Oghren: This man- does not know what to do. He isn't exactly the most stable person to put anyone around; much less a teenager. There's a lot of squabbling and stupid fights. Teenagers like pushing boundaries and Oghren likes pretending he is unbothered until he no longer is. It takes a LONG time to find a stability that actually works on the road between the two but hey- he doesn't mind teaching the kid a trick or two. Shale: Could care less, let's be honest. Just more inclined to not take you as seriously initially but eh- humans tend to exceed all odds. Sten: It's a big of a weird situation. In some ways- he likes the initiative the Warden is showing at a young age. After all, it's not like age actually decides your competence in battle - however he really could do without the whole mood swings and feeling on top of the world thing. He doesn't baby them whatsoever- just treats them like he would any teen within the Qunari. Wynne: If the Warden didn't want a mom figure- they should've stayed out of Wynne's sight. She is ON THAT. She does not mind being the bad guy unlike Alistair and is here to ensure the Warden survives this Blight. She's soft, comforting, nurturing- and also willing to put her hands on her hips and stare them down with a look that would make gods shake. Zevran: You know that older brother or uncle that teaches you how to pick locks and steal cars? Yeah, that's him. Zevran is actually the one who seems the most upset visibly that they're doing all of this so young- but he takes it in stride. He keeps them within arm's length, his protective nature is always a silent one. He is pissed when he finds out he was hired to kill a child though.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

AS MY TREAT I WANT THE MOST SILLY, GOOFY AAA HCS OF THE PAPA'S.

Like idk Copia used to have to wear earplugs because Terzo snores so loudly it's literally obnoxious or something like that.

“aww my middle finger likes you”

❤︎ synopsis — this is pure bullshittery and crack in its finest form with the papas. they can be a little crazy at times

pairing: all papa emeritus’ x gn!reader (can be platonic or romantic)

theme: crack ✦ , fluff ✿ (if you squint)

a/n: this is a toast to my bestie for being an absolute chad. i was high making these, enjoy.

cw: terzo is a warning enough on his own. that’s it.

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➵ papa primo

he’s the oldest so he constantly has to deal with the shit from his psychopathic brothers

like— primo is basically THE mom friend, except he’s the mom for moe, larry and curly over here

(moe, larry and curly being secondo, terzo and copia)

he constantly had to hold back secondo from beating the shit out of terzo because terzo made fun of him for being bald

“I’M GONNA RIP OFF YOUR WEAVE—“ “SECONDO NO—“

bro unironically listens to weezer

like full out busting down a just dance move to this music

you once caught him dancing to it, and he stood there frozen like the man emoji

he told you to never speak of it again and you just nodded, trying to plague your mind of that horrendous image

primo cannot cook for shit too btw

you were once out and asked him to make something before you got home to the ministry

the minute you walked in the door, the kitchen stove was on fire and all of primo’s ghouls were running around and screaming in infernal about the fire

meanwhile, primo stood there not knowing what to do, looking like the man emoji AGAIN

it’s basically his trademark at this point

“…. primo what the absolute fuck—“ “it wasn’t me i swear.”

while primo’s ghouls were still learning english, he once said “fuck you” to you in a very sarcastic way

but the ghouls thought it was how humans said “hello” in english

so they went around to the other siblings of sin, and sister imperator saying “fuck you” to them while leaving all those poor people offended and dumbfounded

you smacked the back of his head after that and forced him to apologize to his ghouls and to the siblings of sin (plus imperator of course)

and he gave the ghouls extra scritches too

primo also has the dad sneeze

like he can send another universe to the next tomorrow with his goofy ass sneeze

he once sneezed so loud he scared copia and caused him to bang his head on the wall

it was kinda funny tbh

anyways yeah note to self stay 10000 feet away from primo if he’s on the verge of sneezing

it’ll save your life

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➵ papa secondo

secondo has two moods

“oh my satan you’re all so stupid i literally hate you all” and “tee hee i’m a girly girl”

like ??? what’s this guy on???

this guy has the sass of a high school history teacher

like secondo’s being so deadass about whatever he’s saying but he’s always fucking saying it like—

“c’mon now, you literally have the style of a hairless roach 💅”

it confuses you a lot of the time, really

secondo has his moments where he’s sweet, but for the most part he’s pulling up the middle finger to everyone he sees

it’s a habit

someone could say hi to him in the nicest way possible and he’ll just grumble and flip them off

it’s not even that he’s trying to be mean, it’s a habit (a very bad habit)

you once got tired of it and smacked his hand, when he flipped you off. so it’s safe to say he no longer does it

at least to you

secondo is an absolute menace to his brothers

with primo he’s chill because he’s the eldest, but with the younger two he’s got no chill

definitely made copia cry at some point during his younger years

he later got his ass chewed out by you and primo, because no one makes copia cry

secondo’s literally so bossy it’s kinda funny

he’s always one flip flop away from smacking someone every time someone pisses him off

him and terzo are BEEFING all the time

and it’s over the stupidest shit too

“you’re stupid.” “well, you’re face is stupid” “you’re both stupid, end of the discussion.”

you once switched out all of his skull face paint for a pink barbie pallet

so secondo was walking around lookin’ like hello kitty emeritus and everyone was trying so hard not to laugh

even his ghouls were struggling too

“… secondo—“ “not. another. word.”

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➵ papa terzo

bro’s the fuckin’ definition of fruity

you thought secondo was girly pop?? wait ‘till you see terzo, he’s fucking extravagant

will literally show up in the grocery store lookin’ like a character ripped straight from criminal minds

like— he has to make a show EVERYWHERE he goes. he likes to stand out

terzo is also the type of man to wear skirts and dresses because he knows he’s hot shit and he devours every fit he puts together

he shows off that waist frfr

“… terzo what the fuck—“ “shut up you know i’m sexy and i’m going to show it.”

if you wear skirts or dresses he’ll definitely ask to borrow them

he definitely passed down his fruitiness to copia

and to his ghouls

he scams kids on adopt me and has a good laugh every time because he likes to see people get mad at him since he stole their hella expensive pet from them

primo told him to quit it because what kind of satanic pope scams poor little children on a roblox game?

as stylish as terzo is, he cannot do his hair and makeup to save his life

he’ll usually ask you to do it for him wherever he has to perform or do public events, which is why his face paint is simple compared to secondo and primo

it gives you two bonding time though and it’s cute

he once watched the pinkie pie smile hd video and was traumatized for a few days

like he straight up locked himself in his room and would not come out unless you convinced him to do so

during an after party after a concert ritual, he got so wasted and almost kissed omega

like you had to PRY this man off of the poor ghoul, while omega stood there unaffected (hehe tall buff demon boy)

terzo is the shortest emeritus and none of his brothers will let him live it down

ESPECIALLY copia, since he’s younger than him

terzo almost kicked him in the nuts because of that

but that definitely was a stab to his already massive ego

you reassured him that there’s nothing wrong with his height even though you found some of the jokes his brothers made funny

live laugh love terzo

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➵ papa copia

copia doesn’t know what he’s doing half of the time

like he’s just given a mic and he just wings a performance while the ghouls on stage are fucking around and going absolutely feral

out of all the papas, copia legitimately treats his ghouls like his own kids

he feels like he’s getting more grey hairs every time he has to stop swiss from fucking his own guitar, or sodo and phantom from fighting about cheese sticks

you sometimes help copia do ghoul-sitting and it’s just chaos. you’re literally their second parent

copia and you = parent duo for the era iv ghouls

he unironically owns a lot of funko pops

and he keeps the one of himself on a special pedestal in a glass case for safe keeping

though secondo almost once knocked over the case and he was three seconds away from smiting a bitch

you once were looking for copia because you wanted to ask him something and you found him in a ritual room

except the ritual was that he surrounded himself with a bunch of rat plushies and he was on his knees in front of a picture of a rat with a tiny crown

you were so confused, and he refuses to acknowledge what that was

“…. copia i—“ “you didn’t see anything.”

he fucking washes himself with dish soap and laundry detergent

this man is going around smelling like dawn dish soap and it’s so weird

it’s not that it even smells bad??? it just smells so interesting and strong you swear you’re in a fever dream

copia is an avid mitski fan

definitely cried his eyes out like a little bitch when he first listened to “the land is inhospitable and so are we” because he couldn’t get over how sad “my love mine all mine was”

radiates theater kid energy

but like— the kind of theater kid that is just passionate about theater and is very giddy when people ask about it

when he started his first meeting as papa he got so nervous that he straight up started the meeting with the word “mushroom”

like it’s so random ??? but it made the ghouls and you giggle so it somewhat worked out ??

copia is a little silly

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[bonbonchocolates]

Step Daddy

Yandere Stepfather Namjoon X Reader, Yandere Taehyung x Reader

Summary: When your stepfather's intentions are not good.......

Warnings: yandere Namjoon, yandere tae, locking, mentions of blowjob, bad mother, non-con touching, stabbing

A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I feel like this is the worst oneshot I have ever written. I know you all will not like it.

Masterlist

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"Y/N!"

Yelled your step father, grabbing your attention.

"Did you call your dad again?"

He inquired.

"Yes, so what?"

"Didn't your mother tell you not to call that man ever again?"

"Listen here he is my dad and I can call him whenever I want."

"This is the last warning I'm giving you, never ever call that man again."

He warned you and left you. As if you are going to listen to him. Everyone tries to control your life, your mother, your stepfather and even your friends at school. You hoped that your dad got your custody instead of your mom. You really miss your dad and your mom never allows you to meet him or your younger brother. She never allows you to even call him.

In another way you can say that your mom controls your life. What you wear, where you go, with whom you do talk to, everything is decided by your mom. You are fed up of it, now you're eighteen years old and can take your decisions yourself.

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Time Skip:

You knocked at the door of your step father's house. Yes, step father's house, even though you're living here for eight years you still don't consider it as your home.

After a few minutes, your step father opened the door, he had a bright smile on his face. You entered inside without greeting him and went upstairs to your room.

You hated your stepfather so much, though he is always good to you. He is the one who broke your parents relationship. You were such a happy little family back then but Mr Kim Namjoon aka your stepfather came in your mother's life and destroyed our happy family. You remember that day ten years ago when you saw your parents fighting over something. You couldn't understand anything because you were a child and your little brother Jungkook had no idea what was going on. You just watched our parents fighting and then my mother leaving the house with an unknown man, who is now your stepfather.

You thought that your mother went forever, leaving you and your little brother alone. For a year you stayed with your father and brother. Your father tried his best to handle both of you alone but he had to go to his job too. So you had to take care of your little brother, who was only four years old. You were happy that way but one day your mother came with custody papers and took you with her. You didn't want to go but she dragged you and the last thing you saw was your little brother crying.

When you arrived at your step father's house you found out that you now have a little step sister. At first you thought that your mother took your custody because she loves you. But as days went by you realised that your mother brought you here just to take care of your little step sister. You saw how she loved your step sister more than you.

She is a very selfish woman and the worst mother. She always controled your life and never tried to understand you. Even though your step father treated you nicely and told you that he is your dad now but you made it clear that he can never replace your father. You hate both him and your mom.

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"Y/N"

You heard the voice of your step father. You left what you were doing and went downstairs.

"What now?"

"Dear can you please go to the basement and get me the tissues from there?"

You were about to say so but then remembered that if your mom comes to know about it she will get angry. You didn't want unwanted drama so agreed. You climed down the stairs and opened the door of the basement.

Who keeps tissues in the basement?

You imagined it to be very dirty but as you entered inside it was very clean which was unusual. It looked like someone cleaned it recently. You assumed it was your step father, he left his job recently and now does the household chores.

You saw a bunch of tissue papers kept on a faraway self. Without wasting any time you went towards it to grab the tissues and quickly leave from here. Just then you heard the sound of the door. You looked behind you to see the closed door. You quickly grabbed the tissues and went towards the door. You turned the door knob but you couldn't open it. You tried again and failed.

How did I get locked up here?

You banged the door and screamed inorder for Namjoon to hear it and come to your rescue but nothing worked. You don't even have your phone to call someone.

"Namjoon, I'm trapped here"

You tried to call for help and kept on banging the door but all your efforts went to vain. A few minutes passed this way, by now Namjoon should know about it.

What if, he's the one who locked me here?

No, he will not do such a thing, will he? I don't think so. I waited for I don't know how long. I kept on waiting for him and then suddenly the door opened revealing Namjoon. This is the first time you were happy seeing him.

"Ohh thank God you came"

You sighed in relief and a small smile made its way on your face. Your smile dropped immediately when you saw Namjoon checking you out hungrily. You decided to leave from here but as you were about to leave someone grabbed your hands and pushed you on the floor.

"Namjoon ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?"

You yelled at him.

"It's daddy for you"

He said with an evil smirk on his face.

"Stop this nonsense"

"Stop talking back to me. Be a good girl and suck daddy's d*ck."

He is not serious, right?

"What ?"

"You heard me right, so come here now"

"NO!"

Then you felt a stinging pain on your left cheek. He had just slapped you.

"No food for you today"

With that he left and locked the basement door again. No, how are you supposed to escape from here now? Unknowningly a drop of tear rolled down your face.

Why does all the bad things happen to me?

You then decided to search for a way to escape from here. You can't let your fear take control over you. You started to search in the basement and just then you found something shiny in one of the shelves. You picked it up and found it to be a knife, you quickly kept it in your pocket of your jeans. You can definitely use it to protect from your stepfather.

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Author POV:

"Honey, I'm home"

Yelled Y/N's mother with her younger daughter.

"Papa"

Minji (Y/N's step sister) came and hugged Namjoon.

"My princess, I missed you"

"I missed you too, Pa-"

"Where is Y/N?"

Y/N's mother asked grabbing their attention. At first Namjoon panicked but quickly became calm.

"She still hasn't come home now"

Namjoon tried to act as if has no idea and luckily Y/N's mother didn't doubt him.

"This girl, let her come home."

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Time Skip:

"Momma, I found this letter in unnie's room."

Minji handed the letter to her mom.

"Open it, honey"

Namjoon came in and stood beside Y/N's mother. She quickly opened the letter.

Mom, I won't be coming back home anytime again. There is a boy I like, actually I love him and he loves me to. So I am running away because you all will never allow me to be with him. Don't search for me. -Y/N

"What? Who did she run away with?"

"Maybe that boy, Taehyung. Didn't you see how close they were? I already had an idea. Believe me it's not our Y/N's fault that the boy trapped her."

Namjoon tried to show that he really cares about Y/N.

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Taehyung POV:

I heard someone banging the door and went to open it. As soon as I opened it someone punched on my face and grabbed my collar.

"Where is Y/N?"

"What are you talking about, Mister?"

I had no idea what was going on right now.

"Just answer my question"

Y/N's stepfather yelled at me.

"Y/N ran away with you right?"

Y/N's stepfather punched me again. He looked like he is about to murder me anytime.

"Listen to me mister, Y/N is not with me"

I tried to convince him because I really don't know where Y/N is right now.

"Y/N! Y/N! Where are you my child?"

As if she cares. Her mother had tears in her eyes but honestly this acting was not suiting her. I know what kind of a mother she is but the real question is where is Y/N?

"Mam, believe me Y/N is not with me. If you don't believe me you can go and search my house."

With that Y/N's stepfather left my collar and went to search, his wife following behind. I wiped my face and straightened my collar.

After a few minutes they came back.

"I told you, Y/N is not with me."

Ignoring what I said they left my apartment. I went and looked the door. Then a question striked on my head, how did they know my address?

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Y/N's POV:

I felt a weight on top of me. As soon as I opened my eyes I found Namjoon on top of me, sucking on my neck.

"So you are awake, now no one can save you from me."

He tried to open my t-shirt. I stared to panic. I can't let him do this.

"LEAVE ME"

I yelled at him but instead he started to bite my neck. Then I remembered something and tried to reach the pocket of my jeans. Luckily I was successful to take out the knife and quickly stabbed Namjoon on his shoulders.

He cried out in pain. I pushed him and he fell down. I was feeling very weak due to lack of food and water but still I stood on my foot. Without wasting time I ran towards the door and found it unlocked. I opened the door and ran from there. As I climbed up the stairs, I found it was completely dark, assuming it was night time.

I was about to go to my mother's room to talk about her husband's deed but then stopped.

Will she believe me?

So I unlocked the front door and ran outside the house. As I went outside I found no one there. The streets were totally empty. I kept on running and stopped after sometime, thinking that I'm safe.

"Y/N!"

Just then I heard the voice of the person whom I was running from. I looked back and found him standing a few feet away from me. It didn't look like I stabbed him a few moments ago.

I began to run again and then I found a car parked at the side of the road. The car looked oddly familiar but my brain is not working right now so I couldn't pinpoint whose car is this. I could see someone inside the car.

"Help me, please"

I banged on the window of the car and cried for help. The person who was inside the car quickly came out.

"Taehyung"

I said and hugged him. I was so happy to see him, my best friend and my crush. He returned the hug.

"Y/N what happened to you?"

"Taehyung please save me from him"

I couldn't control my tears and I had no idea that I was wetting his shirt.

"Ok first get inside."

He made me sit in the passenger seat of his car and closed the door. He too entered the car and sat on the driver's seat.

"Now explain to me what actually happened? And why are you running?"

"I-I H-he-"

I kept on shuttering and was about to say something when my eyes went on the rear view mirror of the car. I found Namjoon standing a few feets away from Taehyung's car.

"Taehyung, start the car."

He was confused at first but then his eyes too went to the rear view mirror. He started the car without asking me anything.

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Taehyung's POV:

Currently we are on the outskirts of the city running away from Y/N's stepfather. There was no chance of informing the police because, Y/N's stepfather was on a good post in the police department a few days ago before leaving his job. Secondly that man is very good at manipulating people.

I looked at my side I saw Y/N sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat. She looks so small and cute. She told me everything and I feel really bad for her that she had to go through all of it. But my Y/N is a smart and a strong girl that's why she escaped before something worse would happen.

I was very angry at Y/N's stepfather but I was grateful of him too. Only because of him Y/N is with me right now. I planned my entire future with her, even our five kids. I knew that Y/N liked me but if I would say my plan to her she would reject me. She wants to study and stand on her feet but I want her to be the perfect little wife and the mother of my children for me.

My love, now you don't need to worry about your stepfather because I promise I'll get rid of him. The only thing you need to worry about right now is me, your future husband.

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[reashot]

Happy Mother's Day! Feat. Jaune's Future Children.

Ruby: You know Yang mother's day are coming...

Yang: Do you want to visit mom's grave afterward?

Ruby: Yes, I would like that...

Blake: (Damn this is getting dark all of a sudden. Where's Weiss when you need her.)

Then out from nowhere a girl around their age appears suddenly behind Ruby to loudly proclaim herself.

Scarlett: Hi mom it's me your favorite daughter! 😆

Ruby: Scarlett! And how do you even get here? 😮

Scarlett: Heh, heh... Trade secret. 😉

Ruby: So anyway. What brings you here? 🤨

Scarlett: We're here to meet you all, silly. 😜

Ruby: We, what do you mean by we?

Aurum: I think What little sister meant is that she's bringing us to celebrate mother's day.

Yang: OMG you remember about Mother's day. You're Aurum right. You're supposed to be my son from the future?

The man she's talking to tower over everyone in presence, much older than the rest of the group and encased in golden armor.

Aurum: That's right mother how have you been?

Yang: Oh fine... Shoot, I don't know how to act around you. You're supposed to be my son and all, but you're older than my dad.

Aurum: Ha, ha. I get that it would be confusing. But worry not Honored Mother. *kneels* No matter how you treated me I will always regard you with the up most respect.

Yang: Ah, please stop you're embarassing me...

Blake: Wait if Aurum and Scarlett are here then that means. My Dusky Wusky is here too!

Dusk: Mommy!!! *glomps on Blake*

Blake: *Squee* How is my beautiful baby girl. Your mama miss you so much!!!

Dusk: I miss you too mommy but please stop it. You're hurting me.

Blake: No I will not. Because you will just leave me again. Mama will never let you go. I will love you and cares for you for the rest of your life!

Dusk: Umuh...

Ruby: Okay... So what brings you here. Or is it when? Ah it's confusing I don't get how time travel sentences works. 😵

Scarlett: We're here for Mother's day!!! 😇

Ruby: Wow okay, but I though we already established that we are not really your Mother. We're from different timeline. So you don't have to celebrate it for us. 😞

Blake: Fuck That! Dusky Wusky is my baby and no one will take her away from me again.

Aurum: Lady Blake. Hold thine tongue! There's children here.

Yang: Blake out burst aside. Why are you celebrating with us. Should you go celebrate it with your real mom?

Scarlett: Well we did that already. But seeing that what we been through last time. We all think it just felt wrong not to celebrate it without everyone....

And speaking of which where's dad? I mean, where's Jaune?

Wow that's super weird calling my dad by his first name. I mean his other version's name. Oh I hate how parallel reality works! 😩

Ruby: Jaune? Oh we haven't see him much lately. Whenever we tried to approach him. He Immediately ran away from us. Can you believe it? 😢

Yang: Can't say I blame him. After everything that just happened. It would be weirder that he acted like nothing happened.

Blake: Whatever it is we should give him some time to process what happened. If he doesn't want to see us anymore then it's fine. We will respect his choice...

Scarlett: I understand. But anyway to get back on topic we have present for everyone here. 😎

Ruby: Present! Well why didn't you start with that. Of course we would like present. 🤯

Scarlett: He, he. For Ruby Rose here is a beautiful Rose from my brother and me. 😘

Ruby: Oh it's so beautiful. I love it. You and Aurum shouldn't have. 🥰

Scarlett: it's not from Aurum, silly. It's from MY brother. You also have a son too mom. 🤭

Ruby: 😮

Dusk: And I also want to give you this mommy.

I made it with daddy with crayon and macaroni.

Blake: *Gasp* it's so beautiful... I have the greatest mother's day gift known to Faunus and man. *cry*

Aurum: And "mother" dearest from me. I do not know what you like but you did use to tell me that when you Were young you used to like to ride on your bike. Something bee? Any way I have for you a brand new motorcycle.

Yang: Oh my gods! Oh my gods! Oh my gods! A brand new bike. I can't believe it. You made all the their mother day's present look like trash I love you Son!....

Uh, I mean. It's not what the present that count but the thought that matters...

Blake: Did you just said my daughter Mother's day present is trash!

Yang: Hey it's not a competition. Although if it were a competition. A Motorcycle beat Macaroni art hands down.

Aurum: Mother please. You're making things worse.

Lady Blake. I would like to apologize on my mother's behalf. I meant no disrespect with my gift to my mother.

It's just that I have so many siblings that I felt I have to match it in size.

Yang: Wait, many siblings. How many are we talking about?

Aurum: Ah, only around 12 with me included of course.

Blake & Ruby:

Yang: 12 Children! Curse my great child bearing hip.

Ruby: O-okay please stop! This is too much new informations to take. I can't. Wait a second isn't there supposed to be four of you?😱

Yang: Yeah the somehow even whiter version of Jaune. Victor. Weiss' son from the future.

Blake: As if that even possible. Jaune is pretty much as white as it can get.

Ruby: If this is a slander on my future baby's daddy then I would rather you keep it to yourself. 😠

Aurum: Not to worry Victor are also here to give his Mother's day present.

Yang: Didn't he tried to kill her the last time they met!?

Aurum: He gave me his word that he will not harm her.

Yang: H-he said that. And you just believed him?!

Aurum: Of course. He promise me after all.

Ruby: Wait. Where's Weiss?

Meanwhile

Victor: This is all your fault!!!!

Weiss: *choked* (Please someone save me. Ruby. Please save me Jaune...)

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Anyway here is my sorta sequel to my last fic. Go ahead and read it you want.

Part 1:

Part 2:

Oh yeah and Scarlett have an older brother. And no I didn't just add him out off nowhere. He had an unnamed cameo in an intermission fic I made a while back when I still have 40 followers:

If anyone asking what he is like think Jaune but with none of his insecurity and self loathing. Also he inherited Ruby's silver eyes. Nothing I'm sure.

And I know that someone will be asking where is Jaune in all of this and why is he avoiding team RWBY?

Well the answer is....

[iheartpeppino]

Pizza My Heart AU Presents: The Spaghetti Family

Giuseppe "Peppino" Spaghetti I - The founder of Peppino's Pizza, he's Peppino and Maurice's father. A hard-working pizza chef who was very passionate about his Italian heritage and his craft, as well as passing on his knowledge to his children. He was known for having a kind personality. He died of heart failure when Peppino was almost 30 years old.

Donna Spaghetti - Peppino and Maurice's mama, a strikingly beautiful old lady in her 70's who's always down for excitement even at her age. Ever since her husband died, Donna has had a very active love life, going on dates with quite a number of men, some older than her, some younger. Peppino worries about his mama a lot, but Donna can more than handle herself, being an actual badass at fighting and self-defense. If you see old Donna Spaghetti taking off her earrings? RUN.

Giuseppe "Peppino" Spaghetti II - Our favorite anxious pizza chef, the current owner and operator of Peppino's Pizza. He was named after his father... or did he name himself after his father? Guess it depends on what version of the AU it is! Either way, Peppino turned out to be a lot like his dad, just with a lot more anxiety, PTSD and anger, and a worse economy to deal with. He also inherited his mother's fighting spirit.

Maurizio "Maurice" Spaghetti - Peppino's pessimistic, selfish, violent, and constantly angry twin brother who's been jealous of him since they were children. Because Peppino wanted to be just like their dad growing up, Maurice feels his father treated Peppino like the favorite child, so Maurice constantly bullies Peppino for his entire life. The worst thing he did was throw his Stargate DVD collection into a river. THE ENTIRE STARGATE COLLECTION ON DVD IS WORTH OVER $100 USD (yes, really!). FUCK YOU, MAURICE.

Alfredo "Freddy" Spaghetti - The third Spaghetti brother, known for wearing red, he's five years younger than Peppino and Maurice. A professional chef, he's employed at the fanciest Italian restaurant in town. Despite being very skilled, he can't make pizza to save his life, having extraordinarily bad luck with it. He envies Peppino for his natural pizza-making skills and the fact he owns his own business... even though Freddy makes way more money than Peppino does and has a better quality of life. Despite it all, Freddy does care about Peppino, and worries about him a lot, even if he thinks his friends are weirdos.

Gianna Spaghetti - The fourth and final Spaghetti sibling. A woman in her early 40's, Gianna is a punk who loves creepy and scary things and hates cute things. Apparently, anything cute makes her immediately want to smash it to pieces. She has no love for her older brothers since they were all too absorbed in their own lives to pay much attention to her growing up. She lives with Donna and helps take care of her. (Gianna is directly inspired by Giana from The Great Giana Sisters.)

Angela Spaghetti - Maurice's ex-wife, mother of Maurice Jr. Strongly resembles a young Bea Arthur, with mannerisms similar to Dorothy Zbornak from The Golden Girls. Angela kept her ex-husband's surname even after divorcing him because she still loves the rest of Maurice's family and encourages their son to maintain relationships with them. Angela regrets ever marrying Maurice and frequently refers to him as "a sorry bum with a gambling addiction whom I honestly pity". Her mother's name is Maria, who strongly resembles and acts like Sophia Petrillo from The Golden Girls.

Maurice Spaghetti Jr. - Maurice's ten-year-old son with Angela. Maurice Jr. is actually a very sweet and well-adjusted kid thanks in large part to his mom, but his dad is a deadbeat who doesn't spend time with him unless he's specifically asked to. Maurice tries to make up for his lack of parenting skills by buying expensive gifts for his son... or worse, passing off gifts from other people as if they were from him. Which includes gifts from Peppino. Maurice Jr. has no idea... he loves his dad, but he wishes he'd actually be a dad to him and not just an occasional gift-dispenser.

Nonna Spaghetti - Peppino and Maurice's very elderly grandmother on their father's side. Maurice has taken advantage of this poor lady multiple times by manipulating her into giving him money to spend on his gambling habit. Peppino knows about this, but feels powerless to do anything about it since he's afraid Maurice will retaliate against him. Nonna doesn't always remember what day it is... or even what year it is... but she loves her family members unconditionally and would do anything for them.

I wanted to wait to post this after drawing portraits of everyone, but I'm too impatient for that. I'll draw everyone when I actually have the energy to do so.

[narcissisticpdcultureis]

agressive vent about source memories grrrr

npd + fictional introject culture is okay like 90% of the characters hate me because i commited multiple crimes and actually want me far away but I DON'T GET THE DRAMA!! that shit happened 13 years ago why are you suddenly bringing it suddenly, "oh i always suspected about him" THAT'S JUST YOUR STUPID HEAD HATING ME BECAUSE IM WAY COOLER THAN YOU AND I'M 100 TIMES MORE CHARISMATIC. Ugh, AND WHAT IF I HATED MY "SISTER" THATS MY MF PROBLEM??? OK SHE CAN HATE ME BECAUSE I FAKED ALL MY LIFE I WAS THE PERFECT BROTHER BUT I DON'T CARE WAS SHE THINKS. My father hates me too, perfect! that pervert old man can do whatever he pleases he gets no opinion over my life he literally was unfaithful to my mom like 3 times i bet more, he abandoned us for her secretary and still thinks he's the "correct gentleman" 🙄 whatever. BUT WHY IS MOMMY MAD AT ME I LITERALLY ALWAYS TREATED HER WELL, DEFENDED HER ALL OF THAT TO GET CALLED A MONSTER????? I'M SORRY BUT I'M JUST AS HUMAN AS MY SISTER I'M YOUR REAL SON!! SHE ISN'T EVEN HER DAUGHTER UGHHHH i hate her so much she ruined my life and they want me to feel sorry when they literally treated me like garbage, my dad did it all my life??? we all did bad things but suddenly I'M the monster??? the hell. And what is the problem nobody died because of me anyway, in fact I'm the reason of 70% of the good things that happened in the show.

they just don't get me so they hate 🤷🏻‍♂️

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[vole-mon-amour]

3x10, part 2, Roy x Jamie edition.

i very much doubt that, Jamie. Colin? Sam? but then again, he's besties with half of the team, so maybe?

the faces he makes.

the bickering with Roy. the thing, being their relationship and love for each other, they share.

"it's dumb (i don't know yet how to feel confident with the people i care about very much). i brought it for you anyway. it made me think of you."

THE TONGUE. thank you for your service, Phil. i missed that gesture.

i'm gonna have a sore throat after all the screaming. it's one of the must beautiful ways to say "I love you" I've seen. that soft music playing. the look that Roy gives him. Jamie mumbling, suddenly becoming shy and awkward aka a boy that rarely receives genuine affection, a boy raised in an abusive poor household, learning to show gestures of genuine affection and and trying to live through it without embarrassment.

like, he KNOWS how much Roy's career meant and probably still means for him. it means a lot for Jamie, too, because he's there next to Roy exactly bc he had Roy's poster above his bed in the first place.

i have so many feelings about this and Jamie. so many. i also keep thinking about Phil's, "there's gonna be a moment after which people might think that Roy and Jamie have a wild affair. i wouldn't exclude that but yeah." is this it? "you talk about him all the time" or is there going to be something wilder? like when Roy and Keeley talk and Jamie walks into the room?

bc even Roy's sister knows how much this gesture means for Roy and how much it shows Jamie's feelings for Roy (not to mention the fucking bantering with Roy Kunt, those repressed idiots). the look Jamie gives Roy. *deep sigh* yeah, i'm staying here. i'm going down with this ship. you can pry them away from me from my cold dead hands.

not Roy actually saying how he feels to Jamie, but Jamie being so close to Roy's family and inside his house and then later Roy and Keeley are inside Jamie's childhood bedroom. you guys?? the dots are connecting? the math is mathing???

the boy is so happy and so genuine, I can't get over it. the essence of being genuine.

those faces, lol.

are you telling me that in the year 2023 this billionaire still carries ANY kind of cash? for real?

i'm honestly still amazed by how good Jamie is with kids. Henry, Phoebe. maybe it's his way of pushing back after the way his dad treated him but also, to my current understanding, how his mom also tried to be good to him. with me absolutely hating kids irl? characters that still recognize the pattern and how kids needs encouragement and kindness and understanding in order to bloom? there's no denying Jamie's personality. i love his soul. the boy has my heart.

Jamie Tartt being besties with Roy Kent's sister and niece: unlocked. i dislike that I don't know/remember Roy sister's name.

Jamie can perform whatever useless comment about "your sister is fit" bc this? the boy is in love. but if i'm being honest, I hate that they're always trying to nudge us in the direction of hetero Jamie so we wouldn't ship Roy and Jamie. thanks, i'm holding onto them so hard, they're gonna have bruises if you'll try to pry them away from my hands. they are IN LOVE. period.

even Jamie snickering after that comment gives off s1 vibes where Jamie did everything he could to get Roy's attention. it sounds more like a joke just to get one more comment and interaction from Roy. sometimes Jamie does things not bc he believes in them but because attention, and it usually is about Roy's attention.

[crybabycinna]

Grandpa

Sugar mama Lin Beifong x sugar baby reader

Summary: you tell Lin & Miyuki more about your home life

Lin and I went to get Miyuki a cat tree. We didn’t bring her because we knew she would scratch at them. I picked a pink tree because it had little sitting spots and a little hole for her to hide in. I bought it myself. I didn't let Lin buy it. When we got home Lin put the tree up in the living room and Miyuki was confused. “This is your tree.” I told her. She turned her head then looked at me. “It’s ok. Go play.” I said and patted the tree. Miyuki walked over to it and sniffed it. She jumped on to it.

The phone started ringing and I went to answer it. “Hello.” I said. I heard the voice on the other end. It was my grandpa. “Oh grandpa, hello! I’m doing good, how are you?” I asked. “Grandpa?” Lin asked. “Hmm. I don’t want to be bothered with her.” I told him. Miyuki meowed. “I’ll think about it. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.” I said then hung up. “Grandpa?” Lin asked and Miyuki meowed. “Yes grandpa. What’s the problem?” I asked. “You’ve just never mentioned him.” Lin said. “Oh. Well, where do you think I got the money to take care of myself before you?” I asked.

“I don’t know.” Lin said. “Well yeah my grandpa spoils his grandchildren because he knows our parents are shit so he spoils us to make up for it.” I said. “What did he want?” Lin asked. “He wants me to go visit my mom.” I said. “And you don’t want to?” Lin asked. “Not really.” I said. “Why?” Lin asked. “We already don’t talk much so it’s just weird.” I said. Lin nodded. “But like I said I’ll think about it but I don’t know.” I said. “I’ll come with you.” Lin said. “I don’t want you meeting my mother.” I said. “Why?” Lin asked.

“Her and I aren’t close so it just doesn’t feel right for her to meet someone so special to me.” I said. “I suppose that’s understandable.” Lin said. I nodded. “What about your grandparents?” Lin asked. “Hmm probably but that’s if grandpa invites us over.” I said. “Why wouldn’t he invite us over?” Lin asked. “Because grandpa has a hard time looking at his grandchildren.” I said. “What do you mean?” Lin asked. “Like I said he knows how our parents treat us so he struggles to look at us because he hates that he knows our treatment but does nothing about it.” I said.

“Why doesn’t he do anything?” Lin asked. I shrugged. “I wish I knew but like I said he makes up for it in money and treats us well as best as he can.” I said. “Even your brother?” Lin asked. “Oh fuck no.” I said. Lin chuckled. “He despises my brother. He knows how spoiled and fucked up he is.” I said. Lin nodded. “I’d run that fucker over with a truck if I could, but anyways yeah grandpa doesn’t take care of him.” I said. “You can’t run him over, you’ll go to jail.” Lin said. “I can hire a good lawyer.” I said. Lin sighed. “Honey please.” Lin said. “I said what I said. He deserves it.” I said.

Miyuki meowed. “Exactly Miyuki gets it.” I said. “Do you ever call your sister?” Lin asked. “No.” I said. “Why?” Lin asked. “We just don’t. I think it’s just hard for us to do.” I said. “That’s understandable.” Lin said. “Yeah, I always hope she’s ok and I did tell her before I left if she ever needs me come find me in Republic City.” I said. “Do you think she’ll ever find you?” Lin asked. “If dad makes her get married she will.” I said. “What if she’s afraid to leave?” Lin asked. “Not my sister. I didn’t raise her that way.” I said. “You didn’t raise her that way?” Lin asked.

“Yeah. I raised my sister her mother was fucking terrible when her son came around so I took care of her. I brushed her hair, I fed her, I dressed her, I made sure she was smart. I had to talk her through her first period! The girl thought she was dying. I mean I did too when I had my first period but it’s whatever.” I said. “How old were you?” Lin asked. “I was eight or nine taking care of her and myself.” I said. “You also say her mother.” Lin said. “We don’t share a mom, only a father.” I said. “Is that why you don’t want to see your mom because she wasn’t there for you?” Lin asked. “Kinda yeah.” I said.

“Why wasn’t she there?” Lin asked. “You’re asking a lot of questions.” I said. “I just wanna know you more.” Lin said. Miyuki meowed in agreement. “Fuck yall anyways her and I use to live together but once she found out I was a fire bender she thought it was best for me to live with my dad.” I said. “Your mom is a non bender?” Lin asked. I nodded. “Got anymore questions?” I asked. “What else can I ask?” Lin asked. “Whatever you want.” I said and sat down on the bed. “How did your mom react when you started fire bending?” Lin asked.

“Oh she was terrified but once she calmed down she said it was best to go live with dad who I hadn’t seen in forever because he can help me be a better fire bender.” I said. “Why was she terrified?” Lin asked. “Well when you live in the North Pole it isn’t great to be a fire bender.” I said and laughed. “You lived in the North Pole?” Lin asked. “Yup. My mom raised me there till I was eight. That's when I was shipped off to my dad and then I had to take care of my six year old sister that I didn’t even know I had.” I said. “You didn’t know about her?” Lin asked. “No. When she saw me she hated me because that made her the middle child and it also meant she was no longer the only girl.” I said.

“How old was your brother?” Lin asked. “He was four when I got there.” I said. “Did you have to take care of him?” Lin asked. “Oh fuck no his mother didn’t want us anywhere near him. That was her precious baby so she took care of him while I took care of myself and my sister.” I said. “Did you ever see your mom?” Lin asked and sat next to me. “Sometimes but I remember I usually would sit outside in the snow to be away from her because even when I would tell her how bad dad was she said that’s just fire bending training and that I’m exaggerating because I’m a child.” I said.

Lin scoffed. “I got to meet grandpa when I was sixteen and he loved his girls but despised my brother and I remember also around that age my father was in talks with my future husband.” I said. “He was gonna marry you off at sixteen?” Lin asked. “No no he was gonna marry me off at eighteen but he was just talking to the guy and planning out how this was gonna work, because grandpa was still not gonna give him any money. He noticed my father hadn’t changed and we girls were being mistreated so he didn’t give him shit but he gave us money. He set up money accounts for us that we couldn’t touch till we were adults. When I turned eighteen I was allowed to touch the money and it was a lot so I took it and ran and never looked back.” I said.

“So your sister must have touched her money and must be fine. She’s an adult now.” Lin said. “Maybe. I’m not sure I can only hope.” I said. “How do you think your brother is doing?” Lin asked. “He’s probably still thinking he’s hot shit.” I said and rolled my eyes.

[the-martyrfication-of-the-matron]

Let's goooooo. I am going to try and frame it like a reddit post for sheer boredom. (Still no power due to 95mph wind tornado. It is 79F° and I am so sweaty)

r/gaydrama My Mom and I think my Brothers BFF is gay for him, and we don't know what to do.

I, W(19FTM), have a brother G(17 almost 18M) and a close family friend/basically adopted brother M(18M). G and M have been friends for years, and the biggest joke between the two of them is that they are married for tax benefits. They are CLOSE and make jokes about how they are married a lot.

The problem is, both are straight, or at least claim to be. My brother, G, is definitively straight. He is incredibly comfortable with his sexuality, makes jokes about being the only straight sibling, does all of the "I DO KISS MY HOMIES GOODNIGHT!" jokes, and all in all a pretty solid cishet white dude. G even has a LOT of gay friends, with one of his closest friends being a really attractive gay man who G says "Even if I was gay, I wouldn't date him because he is too good for me.". (He is too good for all of us.)

G is so comfortable in his sexuality that he takes getting hit on by gay men as a compliment, and given how he looks like a young Matthew Lillard, it happens a lot. (I think the last count was at 42 different times. He keeps track to bully his gay friends that he can pull more tail than them). I am bringing this all up because M is not as comfortable. He is alright with compliments from gay men as long as they are a stereotype but he is ultimately a classic dude.

M played football, he did powerlifting, and he even works on cars. He is a full-on stereotype. These are all of his genuine interests too, but he does have a rather large habit of playing this up, especially in front of openly queer me. He does occasionally try to out man me, but in a way that screams, he is insecure about himself and not transphobic. I always thought that he was just insecure in his masculinity, but my mom and I have recently found that it may be a bit more.

An important factor I need to point out is that G has a girlfriend, who he has been dating for a few months now. Girlfriend (E 16 almost 17F) is super chill with M and even jokes about how M is G's side piece. A Me and You and your friend Steve type of situation.

The other day I spent the entire day with G and M and we were later joined by E and OH BOY. M was fully jealous of E the entire night. Everytime the two went off to vibe alone you could kind of sense it. Doesn't help the fact that M was trying to pick up girls (while calling them Females I might add) and they could even sense it.

To make matters worse, M asked us about why he can't ever keep a girl and while listing his standards IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A GIRL VERSION OF MY BROTHER! No joke and E and I in the back seat even shared a look. I talked to my mom about it later and she even said "YOU NOTICED IT TOO!"

Yeah, so my brothers best friend is in love with him but my brother is fully straight.

There’s a whole ‘Gay 4 best friend’ sitch with one of my brothers. Or there was. But my brothers the gay one. Both of my brothers are gay. And closeted. And I feel it in my bones.

This is the rugby lad brother I hate not the one that has delayed dramatic homophobic reactions to gay kiss scenes in tv.

But he basically had a best friend who my dad was like ‘he’s your boyfriend isn’t he?’ And my brother went ‘nooooo😚😚😚’ but my family just proceeded to treat this guy as if he were my brother’s boyfriend anyways. And he… WAS. Like there’s no way they WERENT??? Like my brother is GAY, and that’s not even speculation like it is with my other brother, we have proof that he’s gay bc he’s a little perv and was trying to get nudes from my sister’s best friend (who’s a guy), but even if we didn’t have proof— HE INVITED THIS GUY ON FAMILY HOLIDAYS AND STUFF. AND THEY WERE A LITTLE TOO SUSPECT ABOUT SHARING A ROOM. And idk what happened exactly but they had a very messy ‘friendship’ break up that I’m p sure was bc my brother was a little too invested in their ‘friendship’. And to this day I don’t know if it was mutually gay or if my brother is just so gay, he made his best friend look gay for just being near him, but either way…

[canon-vi]

Eira's attitude towards the others:

Reaper:

Mom didn't say much about Grandpa, except that he worked hard, but Dad speaks very highly of him.

Geno:

Grandma is very beautiful! I love looking at her in mom’s photos!

Hope:

I am amazed at her long braid, did she braid it every day? I am amazed by this woman!

Dream:

Dad speaks badly about grandpa... Well, I’d better ask mom later, I can’t even pull anything out of dad with claws

Ink:

Well, mom and dad spoke badly about her somehow... I don’t know... I’ll refrain

Nightmare:

Um... I don't remember...

Cross:

Oh, that baker, dad doesn’t really like him, like, I don’t know, I like his baked goods, did he have bad ones before or something?

Merciless:

I feel sorry for him, Aunt Drop is really crazy, and dad isn’t even going to do anything about it...

Lux:

Dad hates her... We'll have to find out why! Detective Eira will take care of it!

Pallete:

Even though dad doesn't do anything with Aunt Drop, I still love him, he works so hard

Goth:

Mom is very beautiful! I want to be like her, but I don’t really want to lose my hair yet, haha—

Drop:

Aunt... Strange... The way she treats Mr. Merciless and baby Daff...

Elva:

This little thing is always pretending to be me in front of my friends and trying to kill someone! ... Why doesn't she understand that murder doesn't require witnesses?

Daffodil:

Poor baby... I don't understand why dad doesn't do anything about all this?

Bonus:

Callisto:

Dad says he's bad, mom says he's good... I don't know

Taisiya:

Dad didn't talk much about her, I didn't even know that dad had another sister

Artemis:

Queen Artemis? She always looks so sad, is it because dad chose mom over her? I would be sad too, but I think that guy wouldn’t have lived long because of Eli

Sunshine:

Crazy beauty! She's a lot of fun! Also, if I don't want to listen to Eli's ravings about mushrooms, then I can send her to her

Vivi:

I saw her on the street several times, but she always pretended that we didn't know each other, I hope Daffodil is okay with Aunt Vi

Shelki:

I often help her dress fashionably when she can't! Aunt Shel is very kind!!

Tace:

... Is she really older than me? She looks 10... But she likes my and Eli's wings! She's also very cute

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Elva's attitude towards others:

Reaper:

Looking at grandfather’s work, their family life looked as if grandfather went out to buy bread and returned with milk all the time

Geno:

I like to listen to my grandmother’s stories about how she ignored my grandfather, now I know how I will torture my future boyfriend!

Hope:

Hope is so old... And why did she love someone like Grandpa Dream? I thought with age comes wisdom... He doesn't deserve you, Grandma Hope!

Dream:

I don’t know, I don’t give a fuck, I didn’t even see him

Ink:

She cheated on my grandfather, how else can I feel about her? The Drop is probably all in her, crazy

Nightmare:

Some kind of evil guy... I don't know

Cross:

A? Who? Baker? Do you think I remember every baker I see? Am I crazy according to you?

Merciless:

He’s seriously like Drop’s hostage, what kind of eternal BDSM games do they have there? Does Merciless know a safe word?

Lux:

I only saw her in photographs, and then in Miss Hope’s photo album, dad cut out all the photos with her from his photo album

Pallete:

Dad is creepy, I love mom more, otherwise he sees what that crazy woman is doing with Mr. Merciless and Daff, and doesn’t do anything!

Goth:

I love my mother, I also want to become Death in the future and then all the offenders of Eri will go to the bottom in the lava lake of hell!

Drop:

She's crazy, what else can I say?

Eira:

My bitch, I like the way she braids my hair, it’s beautiful and comfortable! How the hell does she do that?

Daffodil:

No matter how sadistic I am, even I feel sorry for this little girl, her parents are fucked up, both of them

Bonus:

Callisto:

Until you decide who to believe, mom or dad, you can go crazy, so I don’t know

Taisiya:

If it weren’t for my mother, Eri and I probably wouldn’t have known about her, well, we’ve never seen her and don’t even know where she lives

Artemis:

Queen Artemis, I heard that she was dad's beloved, but for some reason he decided to stay with mom... Why?

Sunshine:

She's crazy... She's fun to be around! I wonder if she can dye my hair too?

Vivi:

Uhh, I only remember how she argued very strongly with Drop and took away Daffodil, then it was very loud, she was screaming so much... I understand her, Drop is a crazy bitch

Shelki:

Aunt Shel is very funny! I love looking at her schyte collection!

Tace:

She's creepy... This is cool! I like her!

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E. L. A. by @anotherrosesthatfell

E. L. A. Queen by @itzcherrybonbon / @abloomingsunflower

E. L. A. Sunshine by @il1ketulipz

[eliasorchard]

Hey Elias

Is the anon with the terrible father

This week he was drinking as usual. I didn’t hear him pick up on mom much, but I know he did because mom told me about it. He picked on her because she was snoring (while he also snores and even louder than her) and also made another comment that she could find something smart of her phone instead of stupidity. He also changed the products for cleaning cause he still had a problem with the products mom buys. Then on Saturday, me and mom were picking out leaves from the garden. He said the weather should be sunny, but it wasn’t. In fact it was windy. But we did pick a huge part of the leaves anyway. Then he approached us saying that the rakes he uses are better for picking out leaves (cause he was also doing something in the garden) and mom only said that the weather isn’t too good for picking out leaves and that he was mistaken about it. As soon as that happened he attacked her with words:"Then go lay down on the couch" and said that we should start pick out the leaves since the week started, when they were all wet and overall it was raining almost the whole week. Also mom did pick some leaves on Friday and made a few piles already for a head-start and he said she should leave it for tomorrow and let the leaves dry. The same leaves that weren’t even dry on Saturday when we started picking them out. Not only he’s stupid but a hypocrite. And on Sunday he pissed me off with a comment. Cause my back started hurting because of the wind, cause while picking the leaves my shirt didn’t want to stop riding up and I had to adjusted it. You know what he said when I said that my back hurts? That I don’t stretch much and that I need to move more. Says he who has his stomach stretched out like a huge football ball and who most of the time lays in bed or the bathtub or sits in his office doing work when he’s at home. Can’t even feel bad or be hurting cause not only he won’t give you support, he will make you feel even worse. And today, mom said that my sister didn’t go to school because she doesn’t feel well and my father immediately went:"Oh, she’s pretending again. Is like that every Monday. But you let her do it and now you have it the way you have it." Then I opened the fridge cause I wanted to see what there is inside, so I could eat some breakfast. I was standing in front of it a bit more and the idiot said:"Close the fridge. Don’t stand there for half an hour, thinking about what to get out from it. Why do you even stand there in front of it so much?" Dunno, maybe because I need to see what’s inside and have a moment to think what to get for breakfast? And is not like I will leave the fridge open for I don’t know how long. I will close it if I will need more time to think. Geez (Good thing he’s so perfect and does everything flawlessly. Oh Boo-hoo 🥺)

Hopefully I will be able to find a good job soon and move out. This dumbass doesn’t deserve us. The way he treats me, mom and my sister, is always unhappy and ungrateful and is always looking for something he can pick up on and just bitch about it overall.

Yes, I am and will stay salty about it. This man just makes me feel "Ugh"🙄 in short

Sorry about all the negative talk about my father. I know this is tiring. Take as much time as you need to answer this ask. And remember about taking a break and have a good rest. And to eat something good.

Anyway, have a good day/ night ✨

(I’m writing this ask again cause earlier I wrote it and tried to send in but my Wi-Fi messed up for a moment and it didn’t got send)

ANON AKWWKSUUD I HATE YOUR DAD SM 💔💔💔 I hope by the time this ask is posted, you'll be feeling slightly better? hes always doing some stupid ass shit brah

your dad’s behavior is beyond frustrating. it’s infuriating. it’s like he looks for any excuse to put himself on a pedestal, but what does he really do? he’s lounging around and throwing out hypocritical remarks, and expecting everyone else to cater to his standards that change whenever it suits him ?? fuck him

how dare he sit there and lecture you about moving more when he’s literally the least active person in the house? 💀 crazy. instead of asking what’s wrong or showing even a shred of concern, he’s SO quick to accuse and blame

your mom deserves so much better. he doesn’t just criticize her choices—he actively undermines her. complaining about the cleaning products she buys, changing things just to assert control, dismissing her effort in the garden, etc, like she’s not already doing her part ??? she’s out there doing work, in less-than-ideal weather no less, trying to do her best, and he has the gall to act like it’s not enough. what an asshole he is

+ the fridge thing ?? give me a break. god forbid you take an extra second to decide what you want to eat. it’s not like you’re standing there for an hour with the door wide open or something, but he just HAS to find a way to make a snide remark. the man clearly doesn’t know how to let things go, he HAS to be the loudest, most critical voice in the room.

it’s okay to feel angry about all of this. you’re not overreacting, and you’re not wrong for being pissed off. you're better than me because i would've turned homicidal. you’re dealing with someone who refuses to see how his actions and words hurt the people around him, and it’s draining asf. you're so strong anon

none of this is your fault. the way he acts says more about him than it does about you or your mom. his constant negativity isn’t a reflection of your worth—it’s a reflection of his own insecurities or whatever fuckass issues he’s dealing with but refuses to confront. you and your mom don't deserve this treatment, and the fact that you’re still there helping her, standing up for yourself, and holding things together shows just how strong and resilient you really are. well done <3

lean on your mom when you need to, and keep venting to me when it gets too much. you’re not alone in this, and even if he’s not giving you the support you deserve, you’re doing an amazing job of pushing through and staying grounded despite it all. hold onto that strength, and don’t let his negativity dim who you are

take care of yourself anon, you're very strong for all of this

[fumikosushi]

Mentions of parental death under cut.

I haven't really talked to that many people about all the things that have gone on surrounding my mom's death. I talked to maybe two people, but not a whole lot. I have a hard time talking to people directly about the things I'm going through (trauma has led me to having difficulty confiding those things in others, but I'm trying to do better). For now, the easiest way for me to do that is just by making a post where I throw things into the void.

Even before my mom passed away, my family was being absolutely horrible. My sister, my mom's sister, her brother, and the man she was staying with were just fucking awful. I would also like to point out that none of these people had anything to do with her until she was dying. My sister visited not once while we lived here for 10+ years until she heard my mom was dying. My brother visited some and with his it's different because his schedule doesn't allow it, but my sister flat out refused to speak to my mom unless she could con my mom into giving her drug money (for crack and heroin). My sister drained my mom's bank account this way, mind you. Took advantage of my mom's desire to help her to try and be a good mom and my sister lied to her for drug money.

When they were here the few days before she passed people treated both her and myself terribly. With me, it was nothing new. My family has already been pretty fucking awful. My only real problem with my brother is his refusal to acknowledge anything that happened being fucked up, but I still might end up opting into going no contact with him too like I have my father and sister.

The entire time I was there, even though I was literally silent and minding my own business, I was just.. bullied the whole fucking time. My sister and my mom's sister would whisper to each other while looking at me and laugh or they would try and say things to provoke or gaslight me into a reaction (I never gave them the reaction they wanted). My mom's brother spent the whole time drunk and fighting with people. Again, I constantly have comments made about me despite the fact I literally never spoke unless spoken to. Even then, I didn't say much.

There was a point where my mom wasn't really responsive. You know, she wasn't really.. there. Like she was alive, but she was literally skin and bones with next to no meat or fat left on her body. She couldn't speak. You could hear her struggling for air. What does my sister do? She calls my dad who horribly abused her for years and lets him just say what he wants in her ear while she's unable to respond and literally fucking dying. Like.. who makes someone listen to someone who help ruined their life as they're dying? That's just.. sick. I genuinely feel as though my mother died feeling completely unloved. I won't lie. I honestly can't believe that she didn't and it fucking sucks because it haunts me. Like, how is she supposed to feel loved when she's suffering so much and everyone around her is just continuing to abuse her? These people couldn't even respect her after she died either.

We still haven't had a service for her. Her brother is in charge and that always means whatever he's in charge of? It's never happening. He's always too busy getting plastered and telling everyone how shit and terrible they are like he's even the slightest bit delightful to deal with himself. Not to mention.. my mom's abuser has her ashes (the guy she was staying with) and he refuses to let me have any of her ashes. I feel like if anyone deserves to have them, it's me - I'm the only one who has ever been here for her. But no, of course, I'm being fucked over and not included in anything. If they have a service, I'm sure I'm not even going to be invited. I am so tired of being hated by these people just for existing as a disabled person (this is literally why they hate me - they're all ableist af and don't believe disabilities exist).

So I go to my boyfriend's to try and deal with all of this and my mom's abuser is whining at me to hurry up and send photos of my mom I took from her house like he has ever given me what he owes me. My mom's ashes. I told the guy I'd do it when I got back to keep the peace, but God, I already know it doesn't matter how civil I am despite hating these people. I will still be excluded. So I've decided to give them diddly fucking squat. I lost a fuck ton of things to do with my mom because I couldn't afford a truck for her things. No one could find it in their heart to just help me move anything (my place is literally 10 minutes away from hers) and we would have paid them back too! But no. No help. So I lost 90% of my mother's belongings because they're all in the fucking dump now because the landlady threw everything away before I could get a truck.

And like.. the day my mom died my siblings were just like "aye we're leaving" not hours later and I'm just like ??? That's so.. crazy. Our mom just died and you're just.. gonna go back to South Carolina?? Like yall aren't gonna make sure I'm okay or nothing? Just "oh yeah, here's the tv mom left" and then you fuck off? These people baffle me.

I'm home now and tbh I'm still not okay at all and God, I don't want anyone to tell me shit like 'it gets better' or whatever because I'm so tired of hearing it. As I said, I just needed to throw my feelings into the void. I'm not wanting some pity party or whatever. This isn't even everything going on right now, but this is the stuff to do with my mom.

[sevicia]

My parents were talking about my sister getting a job and like, my dad's always agaisnt nearly every single job ever because it's "dangerous", and my mom was telling him like "everything's dangerous these days! you just want her to stay here forever?" and then asked him if he'd let my sister move to another city, because that's what SHE did, and he said NO. And my mom went "Well, I'd let her! Oh, I wouldn't let Dante do it though. He's too innocent! But his sister has a lot more common sense, so she'd be OK"

Like this is just how my life is now. I'm too stupid and naive to do any "big" or "dangerous" things alone, and I should only ever try when someone else is around to "help" me by getting exasperated and treating me badly whenever I make a "mistake" (AKA don't do it the exact way they want me to). But I'm also old enough that I should know better and know how to do all these "common sense" things that no one ever taught me, and the fact that I still don't know how to do them at my age makes me feel so fucking useless and ashamed that I barely even wanna try learning anymore. There's always gonna be someone to do it for me anyways because I'm so stupid and clueless and useless and obviously can't figure anything out by myself.

I hate trying new things, because if I try to do them by myself and fail I get told "See? You DO need help! I'm not letting you do this alone anymore!", and if I do them right suddenly it's just not that big of a deal and I should've been able to do that AGES ago, and if I ask for help and start asking for clarifications/clearer instructions they get angry at me because "it's SO OBVIOUS, are you PRETENDING to be stupid?"

I'm trying SO hard to not hate myself for not having done most of the things a lot of people my age have already done/learned but it seems impossible because like. Why am I so stupid? Why am I so useless? Why am I so naive why am I so slow why am I so far behind???

I only started to feel like I had actual consciousness about two, MAYBE three years ago, and whenever I realize I learned something new or FINALLY figured something out I feel so happy! But I can't tell anyone IRL because I don't wanna get called stupid.

And it just makes me so incredibly miserable to think that I won't be able to move out til I'm like 30 or maybe EVER, that I'm just gonna be here forever, always too slow and useless to do anything to get out. I want to live by myself and to do things that I WANT to do and to stop feeling this deep deep shame about my own stupidity but it just doesn't even seem plausible right now, and the worst part is that it's all my fault for being an idiot but most importantly for being compliant and always too scared to protest.

[wanderingpages]

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾Gentle Sins AU☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

“Are you going to help me take my clothes off too?” I meant it to sound teasing – I wanted to show him I could play his game too – but I was breathless, I was buzzing with anticipation.

“You know it wouldn’t end there, Jude,” he gave me a wry look. “It's a shame,” he rose and ruffled my hair, “It's a shame you’re my sister,” he murmured, needlessly reminding me. “Because that was some damn fine pussy, baby.”e pussy, baby.”

TFOTA // All Human // AU : Jude and Cardan do things step-siblings shouldn't do.

Trigger Warnings: Crude language, Allusions to Drugs/Alcohol, Debauching Catholicism/Religious Metaphors, Taboo Sex.

Shout out @headcannonxgalore, even though she has nothing to do with this fandom, she kept me in check lol

Jude's POV

When it’s my first year of college, it’s his third. He lives on campus – in a frat house, I think, but as far as I know, Cardan’s not actually in a frat, just an honorary member who’s never been hazed or rushed. He doesn’t play any sports but he’s at all the games, never organizes a party or fundraiser but still the reason people even show up. He doesn’t own a Grecian alphabet dotted ring, but a bomber jacket instead, with ‘Greenbriar’ above the Greek letters. He’s cool, I guess, but I hate that I’m not the only one to notice.

Despite the first day of the semester, when he told me, “Mom and Dad said to watch out for you,” as he plucked the phone in my hand, furrowing his brows as he read through my schedule, I haven’t spoken to him since, and finals were only two weeks away now. I’m not complaining; I’ve lived my whole life without his help, I can surely live out the rest of it the same way, too. It doesn’t help that he plagues a lot of my waking dreams, though. I take a religion class that I constantly debate on dropping because all I can think about is the utter blasphemy that went on in the church our parents got married in. Still, I pull through for the sake of understanding Asha and why all the Jesus paraphernalia she’s added to our home makes my skin crawl. I don’t remember her being so god-fearing prior to the wedding, but if it’s her hobby, I wanted a way to relate.

I lie when I speak to our parents, when they ask how he’s been and how he’s treating me. I tell them he’s great and we’re good, and maybe he lies too because they never point out any inaccuracies. I see Cardan in passing sometimes, when I guess he leaves his first class of the week and I’m heading to my second. Today, the girl on his arm is brunette, last week was a blonde pixie cut. His taste is diverse; I wish I hadn’t been paying enough attention to know that. As they near, Cardan gives me a nod like he always does, but I have to do a double take today. The girl next to him could be my twin if I weren’t an only child.

“Thanks for the notes, Taryn,” Cardan says before separating from her and making a u-turn to me, in a surprising twist of events. “You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Uh…” I glance over to the girl – Taryn, picking out all our differences, trying to make it out-way the similarities. Long auburn hair – more dark and red in hue than my light chestnut color – in tousled waves, framing her heart shaped face, full lips like the ones on my face that I touch tentatively, sun kissed skin like mine, but still easy to see the pink in her cheeks. Her eyes are darker than mine, and freckles dot across her cheeks whereas I just have a single, small, dark one under my eye. Even her curves match mine, however her’s is softer than what I’ve tried to tone all summer long. I feel a little queasy, watching her walk into a room.

“Who’s ass do I have to kick?” He has a pointer finger under my chin, I feel cold metal graze my skin where a lone ring rests today. I asked him at the wedding if they meant anything, but he laughed and told me he just liked how they looked. I like pretty things, little sister. And I like adorning myself with them, too.

He guides my gaze to his, tilting my chin up slightly. My eyes widen just a fraction at his swollen lips. I lean back just a little, taking in the bigger picture. His dark hair is ruffled, more askew than it had been the day of the wedding. Of course, it had rained later that day, matting waves over his face. My fingers twitch now, wanting to fix the mess just as I had tried to fix his damp hair before. Down his neck are a few pink splotches that seem to be disappearing now, and at the collar of his shirt, on the skin peeking through the neckline, I see faint scratches, four equal lines running beneath the cotton. “As your big brother,” he murmurs, leaning closer to me, like we’re sharing secrets. “I think the saying goes that nobody bullies my sister but me, right?” I bat his hand away, shaking my head. I hate when he calls me his sister. I hate when he reminds me that he’s my brother. I hate when he refers to my dad as his dad. I hate that I’m tainted by just being a bystander to his sacrilege. I hate that barely-there glint in his eyes when he knows something I wish he didn’t. He catches my wrist before it falls to the side, his thumb running over the bright red knuckles, uncovered today, looking at them disapproving for a fleeting moment.

I snatch my hand back, giving him an almost petulant look. I’m nervous, I try to tell him with my eyes, hoping he won't ask. It’s not the first time he’s seen my battered fingers and it probably won't be the last either. It’s the end of my first semester and every day feels like I’m closer to impending doom; of course my nervous tick has been amplified. “We barely talk,” I narrow my eyes at him, “let alone do you get the chance to bully me.”

He holds his hands up, palms facing me as if to say he’s surrendered. “You’re right,” he admits. “I’m not taking my role very seriously.” I want to bash my head in because I don’t want him to take his role seriously. I don’t even want him in the role. He’s absolutely not joking, though however teasing he may sound. I’ve played out every interaction we’ve had together, all I can count on one hand, and there’s always something underlying to them. I wonder, belatedly, if Cardan actually hates me. Or maybe it was my dad and he was taking it out on me? Maybe I should have asked during that car ride, or during that dance we shared, or maybe when we were outside right before the storm. Maybe that’s why he’d acted as he had that night, why he had said what he said about our parents.

“Cardan…” I trail off, not knowing what to say, but I suppose I don’t really have to say anything.

“There’s a get together at the house,” he explains, and I know he means his house, the frat house. “Swing by on Saturday. Tell them you’re with me.” He takes hold of my bag and I’m too startled to stop him.

“I’m with you,” I repeat in disbelief.

He shrugs, “Or just tell them your mine.” My heart must have stopped for a moment. “My little sister. It’s all up to you, Jude.” His words have weight I don’t want to hold and it makes me uncomfortable. “Your class is down the hall, right?” He changes the topic so swiftly and it takes me a second to catch up with him. I guess he had remembered my schedule.

“Why are you guys having a party so close to finals?” I finally ask, while I attempt to take my bag back. He holds it out of my reach and brushes my hand away.

“Why not?” he counters, making my brain rattle. Every time we talk, it feels like pulling teeth. I give up and let him hold my bag.

“Sure,” I say, hoping it surprises him that I’d want to attend his party. He only smiles wider.

“So, how’s having Asha as a parent?” he asks, conversely, confusing me with his subject changes. A whole year, and now he decides on small talk?

I frown, and decide to be truthful “She’s great. I’ve had to do my own hair since I was five years old,” I laugh a little, wringing my fingers. “It was nice to have her brush it every once in a while.” My brows crinkle and my lips purse, “Though, I had to go to church a few Sundays. I didn’t know she was that religious,” I admit. “I’m not even Catholic. I don’t think Dad even had me baptized.”

Cardan chuckles in surprise, “Church? Yeah, that does sound just like her.” The way he says it makes me think that this is not like her at all. Maybe it was just a hobby she spontaneously picked up after getting married. Bored housewife syndrome or something.

“Yeah well,” I reach the door of my class and give him a pointed look, “No one warned me.” He holds the door open for me and passes me my bag. He doesn’t respond because maybe he doesn’t have to. I was there that night too, and nothing could have ever prompted me to stop our course of action to talk about my stepmother.

He follows a lock of my hair with his finger, twists the curl and tugs it lightly, childishly. “See you, little sister.” I wait for him to leave before I roll my eyes heavenwards.

I wait a few minutes in class before I excuse myself to the bathroom. The halls are empty now so it’s easier to navigate. I back track to where Cardan usually comes from, confused when I only see a storage room at the end of that specific hall. I feel uneasy as I figure it out. I guess it wasn’t that hard to begin with. “Notes, my ass,” I mutter.

With trepidation, I open the door, more heavy than other doors in this building, but unlocked, nonetheless. There’s a string that dangles from the ceiling, so I pull it, letting the light shine before I shift my weight from the door, and let it slowly shut behind me. It does hold a few cleaning supplies, but it’s mostly empty. I can smell that subtle amber fragrance Cardan always smells like. I grimace, feeling dirty being in here. I lean back against the door, finding myself wondering if the lights are on or off when he’s in here. If she’s leaning against a shelf, grasping at the panels to hold her up, or if she’s facing them instead, her back to him, resting her cheek on the lowest shelf, hands behind her back while he holds on to them, fucking her rough and quiet. In my head, the girl is Taryn, I tell myself.

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