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Phoenix Eye Exam: Your Comprehensive Guide to Eye Care in Phoenix

In the vibrant city of Phoenix, taking care of your vision is of utmost importance. Whether you're seeking a routine eye exam or specialized care, this article is your ultimate guide to everything related to eye health in Phoenix. From finding the best eye doctors to understanding the various types of eye exams available, we've got you covered. Let's delve into the world of Phoenix eye care.

The Importance of Regular Eye Exams

Your eyes are the windows to your soul, and they also provide a window into your overall health. Regular eye exams are essential for several reasons:

1. Vision Correction

Phoenix eye exam services include thorough vision tests to identify and correct refractive errors like nearsightedness, farsightedness, and astigmatism. These exams help you see the world clearly again.

2. Early Disease Detection

Many eye diseases, such as glaucoma and cataracts, develop without noticeable symptoms in their early stages. Regular eye exams can detect these conditions early, allowing for timely treatment and preserving your vision.

3. Health Insights

Your eyes can reveal underlying health issues such as diabetes, high blood pressure, and even certain cancers. Eye doctors in Phoenix are skilled at recognizing these signs during routine exams.

Finding the Best Eye Doctor in Phoenix

When it comes to your eye health, choosing the right eye doctor is crucial. Here are some factors to consider when searching for the best eye doctor in Phoenix:

1. Qualifications and Experience

Look for an experienced Phoenix optometrist or ophthalmologist with the necessary qualifications and a strong track record of providing quality eye care.

2. Services Offered

Ensure that the eye doctor offers the services you require, whether it's a comprehensive eye exam, pediatric eye exam, contact lens exam, or specialized care.

3. Reviews and Recommendations

Check online reviews and ask for recommendations from friends and family to gauge the reputation of the eye doctor you're considering.

4. Accessibility and Convenience

Consider the location and office hours of the eye clinic. A conveniently located clinic with flexible hours can make scheduling appointments easier.

Types of Eye Exams Available in Phoenix

Phoenix offers a wide range of eye exams to cater to different needs:

Comprehensive Eye Exam

A comprehensive eye exam in Phoenix includes a series of tests to evaluate your vision and eye health. It is recommended for individuals of all ages as it provides a thorough assessment of your eyes.

Pediatric Eye Exam

Pediatric eye exams are designed for children and focus on detecting and treating vision issues early in life. These exams are essential for ensuring your child's visual development.

Contact Lens Exam

If you wear or are considering contact lenses, a contact lens exam is necessary. This exam measures your eye's curvature and determines the right type of lenses for you.

Glaucoma Test

Glaucoma is a serious eye condition that can lead to blindness if left untreated. Regular glaucoma tests are essential, especially if you have a family history of the disease.

Cataract Screening

Cataracts are common among seniors. Regular cataract screenings help in the early detection of this condition, allowing for timely surgical intervention.

Retina Specialist

A retina specialist in Phoenix is an expert in diagnosing and treating conditions that affect the retina. If you have retina-related issues, consult a specialist for the best care.

Laser Eye Surgery

For those seeking to reduce their dependence on glasses or contact lenses, laser eye surgery offers a permanent solution. Consult with a trusted Phoenix eye surgeon for more information.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

How often should I get an eye exam?

You should have a comprehensive eye exam at least once every two years. However, if you have certain risk factors or eye conditions, your eye doctor may recommend more frequent visits.

Are pediatric eye exams different from regular eye exams?

Yes, pediatric eye exams are specially designed to evaluate the unique visual needs of children. They often involve child-friendly tests and techniques to ensure accurate results.

What should I expect during a glaucoma test?

A glaucoma test typically involves measuring your intraocular pressure and assessing the health of your optic nerve. It's a painless procedure that helps in early glaucoma detection.

Is laser eye surgery painful?

Laser eye surgery is generally not painful, as numbing drops are used to ensure your comfort during the procedure. Some discomfort or dryness may be experienced in the days following surgery.

Can I drive after a comprehensive eye exam?

In most cases, you can drive after a comprehensive eye exam, as your eyes may only be dilated temporarily. However, it's a good idea to bring sunglasses to reduce glare and light sensitivity.

What is the cost of a comprehensive eye exam in Phoenix?

The cost of a comprehensive eye exam in Phoenix can vary depending on the provider and the services included. On average, it may range from $75 to $150.

Taking care of your vision is a lifelong commitment, and Phoenix offers a plethora of options for eye care. Whether you're in need of a routine eye exam or specialized treatment, the city boasts experienced eye doctors and state-of-the-art clinics to cater to your needs. Remember, regular eye exams are the key to maintaining clear vision and detecting eye conditions early. So, schedule your Phoenix eye exam today and prioritize your eye health.

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[harpersdragons]

Theft in the Family...By Jason Todd Chapter 3

This chapter is a bit shorter, Exams are stressing me out xD

I have Chapter 4 done, it'll be posted once I finish chapter 5

The last week had calmed down some for Jason. He was slowly gaining control of the other gangs in Crime Alley, so now his job is mainly enforcing his rules and continuing his climb up the metaphorical food chain.

Currently he was on a rooftop overlooking the usual corner the working girls frequent.

He feels his half cape/cloak thing (Jason still doesn’t know what to call it, ok) waving gently in the breeze. It felt nice to have a moment of downtime, even if it was in the middle of the day.

Just as he was getting used to the (very rare) almost peaceful atmosphere, a child’s yelling cuts through the air.

Jason rushes off in the general direction of the sound.

He arrives just in time to see a large man slamming a kid against the wall, one hand wrapped around the kid’s throat.

Jason growls, jumping into the alley. He rips the man away, pushing himself in between the kid and his aggressor. “Leave. Him. Alone.” He draws one of the swords on his back, leveling it at the man’s chest.

Instead of scrambling back, the man stares at the sword and chuckles, pushing it away and drawing a gun. “The kid’s comin’ with me.”

“Yeah, nope. Not happenin’, jackass.” Jason draws his own gun with his other hand, this time aimed at the guy’s head. “Don’t think I only brought a sword to a gunfight. Besides, I guarantee you, I’m faster.”

Jason spares a glance behind him, and his heart nearly stops as the kid sits against the alley wall with a dazed look.

Fuck

That’s Damian.

Alright, fuck mercy. This guy is dead.

He uses the flat edge of the sword to knock the man’s gun hand wide, closing the distance between them. He uses his body to pin the man to the wall, and sheathes both weapons.

With his hands free, he wraps one around the guy’s throat (we’re gonna call him Chad now), and the other wrenches the gun from Chad’s grasp. “See? I’m faster.” Jason almost chuckles, before his tone turns dark again. “Do you know who I am?”

Chad barely manages to nod, and gasps: “Phoenix.”

“Good. Do you know what my main rule is?” Jason doesn’t even give him a chance to answer this time. “Do /not/, under /any/ circumstance, mess with kids.”

The man looks truly scared for the first time in this interaction. “I—I’m sorry! I didn’t know he was yours! He’s a Bristol kid, look at ‘em!”

“/All/ kids are under my protection. But you won’t get to make the same mistake twice.” Jason draws his gun again, aiming not at his head, but his groin. A cruel smile splits his face, not like the man can see that though.

The man whimpers, and Jason glances back at Damian again. The kid is still dazed, but he was standing and watching the scene play out.

“Get outta here, kid, I’ll catch up and make sure ya get home safe in a sec.”

Damian seemed to struggle to understand the instruction, but when he did, he stood firm. “No.”

“Kid—”

“No.” Damian scowls at him. Jason rolls his eyes, but mentally shrugs. The kid was raised by Ra’s Al Ghul, he’s seen worse.

With that, he turns his attention back to the weeping man in front of him. He debates saying something else, but decides against it. No need to draw this out any longer.

He takes a step back, and fires. The man screams, collapsing to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Jason holsters the gun (he’ll finish the man off in a second) and steps over to Damian. Kneeling down, he reaches out a hand and runs it through Damian’s hair, searching for injuries. “Y’alright, Habibi?”

“I have had worse.”

“I know, kid, but my question stands.” His glove comes away bloody when he reaches the back of the kid’s head, and Damian flinches slightly. “Alrigh’, I’ll take you home and clean you up, but you’re telling Bruce. Where even is the Old Man anyway?”

“I presume he is back at the diner, where I left him.”

Jason rolls his eyes, picking Damian up and settling him on his hip. “‘Course ya ran away. Now I’m gonna have Bats after me.”

A bark sounding through the alley snaps Jason’s attention away from his brother, and he sees Bruce and Ace running into the alley.

“God dammit, speak of the devil.” Jason mutters, eyeing the duo warily.

“Give me my son.” Bruce speaks lowly, clearly eyeing the distance between them.

Jason scoffs, “You lost him. I found him.”

The man on the ground groans, and Jason is reminded of his unfinished business. Without taking his eyes off Bruce, he fires another bullet into Chad’s skull. Bruce flinches at the gunshot.

“Give him back, before I call the cops.”

Ace growls, stalking forward. Bruce drops the leash, and the dog lunges forward.

Jason turns, making sure his body is between the snapping teeth and his brother.

Just before biting, Ace stops, his nose twitching as he sniffs the air, and his tail waves in the air. The growls turn to whines as he noses at Jason's leg. Something in Jason melts a little at the sight of his childhood dog.

“Ace!” Bruce calls, but the dog ignores him in favor of Jason.

“I think you have broken the dog,” Damian comments, and Jason pets Ace before pulling out his grapple gun.

He fires the grapple, watching Bruce’s eyes widen as he feels the familiar tug of the line hooking. Bruce lunges for him just as the gun pulls him into the air. In the short trip in the air, Bruce has pulled out his phone and is frantically talking to whoever he called.

In the same moment, Damian wraps his arms around Jason’s neck, and Jason remembers that this would be his first experience with grappling. With flying.

Jason smiles at his brother when they land on the roof, before realizing he wouldn’t be able to see it.

Jason grapples back to his apartment without saying another word.

When they enter (through the window, of course, no doors allowed), Jason sets Damian down and starts taking his gear off.

The hood and cape are first to go, followed by his masks and gauntlets. When he turns back to Damian, the kid is pouting at him.

“The hell are you pouting for, I thought ya wanted to see me?” Jason grabs the med kit from under his sink and walks over to his brother.

“I thought you would come back with me.”

Jason sighs, “We discussed this, Habibi. I can’t go back. Besides, Bruce doesn’t even know it’s me who has you. There’s gonna be a fuckin’ manhunt now.”

“He took your book,” Damian’s pouty face somehow… gets more pouty..?

“The one I gave to you?” Jason had to suppress a chuckle, but goes about cleaning the cut on Damian’s head.

“Yes.”

“What’d ya do to get him to take that from ya? He never took my books.’

“I may…or may not…have attempted to stab Drake.”

Jason scowls at him, “What did we talk about, Damian?”

“You said not to kill or maim anyone! It was just supposed to be a light stabbing…” The kid is sulking now. It’s almost cute, if Jason weren’t a little pissed at him.

His phone ringing cuts off any reply he may have had. He fishes it out of his pocket, answering it and setting it to his ear before going back to cleaning the cut on Damian’s head. “‘Sup?”

There’s silence on the other end of the line, before a faint voice comes through. “...Master Jason?”

Jason almost drops the phone in shock, and it takes him a second to remember how to use his voice. When he does speak, he’s choked up. “Hey, Alfie.”

Alfred takes a shuddering inhale before continuing. “It is good to hear your voice again, my boy. Although I do have a rather urgent reason for calling. We seem to be missing the child you delivered to us three weeks ago.”

Jason raises an eyebrow at the kid in front of him, finally putting down the gauze and medical supplies. “Are you now?”

“Yes. You wouldn’t happen to know where he is, would you?”

“Nope, not a clue. You should probably keep better track of your birds.”

Alfred sighed, seeming to realize the bluff. “Shall I inform Master Bruce that he is taken care of?”

Jason chuckles before answering. “Nah, let him panic. It’ll do him some good. Besides, finders keepers. Kid’s mine now.”

Jason can hear a hint of a smile when Alfred speaks next. “Hm. Well, try to have him back at the Manor for Sunday crepes. You are welcome to join as well.” It’s Thursday. That gives him four days with his baby brother.

And four days to make Bruce panic, which is always a plus.

He will have to move safehouses though, he wasn’t exactly watching out for cameras on his way here.

“Will do, Alfie. I’ll drop him off Sunday morning.”

They exchange goodbyes, then Jason drops the phone on the couch.

“Wanna explain why ya ran away?”

“I wanted to see you, Akhi. I had not heard from you since you dropped me off.”

Jason sighs, sitting down and pulling Damian closer to him. “You could have asked Alfred to contact me, kid. It’s not safe for you to run around Gotham on your own.”

“I can protect myself!”

“Like you did today?”

Damian scowls, “It is not my fault he caught me off guard.”

“Dames, no matter how highly trained you are, the people here will still win the fight when they are two to four times your size. You have to stay with an adult.”

Damian just huffs in response, and Jason gives the argument up. He’ll just have to keep a better eye out from now on.

[gx-gameon]

More about Jaden growing up with Yugi and the DM crew

He doesn’t have favorites in his family but he has different relationships with each of them.

Yugi

is his Dad and his hero.

The king of game!

The one who saved him from the orphanage.

He’s also super kind and teaches Jaden how to take care of himself and his friends.

Seto

is his Oto-san.

He’s more strict, way more strict than Dad. But he obviously cares for Jaden.

He’s so protective and isn’t great at showing his emotions.

But he loves hard and deep. He’d rip the moon from the sky if Jaden, Yugi, or Mokuba asked.

Jaden likes superhero’s? And he really loves the Elemental hero cards? But theirs only four of them, and they’re super weak? That won’t do. He reaches out to Pegasus about making more hero cards.

At first he tries to make them a private collection just for Jaden but Yugi finds out and scolds him. He can’t give Jaden his own archetype! (Especially when Jaden already made his own) so the cards are realeased to the public. But you best believe Seto got three copies of every Hero card for his son.

The Destiny hero’s infuriate him. “How come that kid (Aster Phoenix) gets his own private set of hero’s but our son can’t, Yugi?”

In actually he feels a lot of guilt over sending Jaden’s cards to space. Jaden doesn’t remember, but they found the records of it. Seto sent Jaden’s soul monster and defender (neo spacians and Yubel) to space and has been trying to get them back ever since. Until he can get his son’s cards back to him the least he can do is make sure Jaden has cards he can trust. (His idea, not Jaden’s or Yugi’s)

He couldn’t imagine someone sending his blue eyes away from him forever. He has the records of Jaden’s powers lashing out after they took Yubel from him. (He needs to get those cards back for his son)

Atem

Atem adores Jaden. And Jaden adores his uncle Atem.

Atem has always dotted on Jaden. He’s truly grateful for this second chance at life and the opportunity to be part of Yugi’s family.

He’s also very protective of Yugi and his son. Yugi and their friends fought so hard for the world. They deserve to have a peaceful life now. And Atem will defend them the same way they defended and helped him.

Once they find out about Jaden’s powers and blocked memories, Atem becomes even more protective then he was before.

He feels a lot of camaraderie with Jaden. Not just the missing memories, but also the shadow powers. Though Jaden’s comes from the Gentle Darkness and Arems from his time wilding the millennium items.

Atem always shows Jaden little magic tricks and uses his powers to play with Jaden. Even being duel spirits to life. Jaden can’t see spirits until his entrance exam but he grew up with someone who could. So he doesn’t feel like he’s going crazy when he starts seeing and hearing spirits.

Atem wanted to try and unblock Jaden’s powers but Yugi had been worried. His boy was so young and what happens if his powers lash out again. He doesn’t want Jaden to blame himself if anyone gets hurt because he’s a little kid who had a tantrum. Atem agrees but still works with Jaden. His powers will unlock one day. It’s best he’s prepared and knows that he doesn’t have to fear himself. Yugi agrees, Atem would never go against Yugi’s will.

Joey

Don’t tell the others but… Joey is Jaden’s favorite uncle. (Mainly don’t tell Seto, Atem, or Mokuba)

Joey is so fun for Jaden. He’s silly and energetic and matches Jaden’s energy.

He duels Jaden and it’s so fun. Seto can’t bring himself to go easy on any one. Yugi and Atem go easy on him, but they won’t give him the game, he learns a lot from all three, but Joey? Joey’s crazy.

Joey will pick up booster packs and they will make random decks and duel. Just for fun. Just to learn. Just for fun. Yes your deck is your heart, but theirs a lot to learn from quickly cobbling together a deck.

When Jaden’s older, Joey is the first one to break out his real deck on him (well besides Seto, who knows no chill) when Jaden beats Joey’s real deck for the first time he’s so pumped, and so is Joey. His littlest buddy is an amazing duelist!

Joey is so laid back. He loves dueling and he’s serious about it. But he remembers it’s a game. It’s fun. Something Seto’s never been good at. Atem struggles with (trauma) Yugi knows but his deck is almost unbeatable. All three of them love the game for the strategy, Joey’s here for fun and chaos. Yes he’s strategic but he also chaotic and a risk taker.

Jaden takes after him in a lot of ways. Jaden love’s strategy to, he’s learned form the best. But at duel academy? If he was like either of his father’s his identical would be blown so fast. So it’s a good thing he takes after Joey. No one thinks the prince of games to be a laid back slacker. But he learned from the best, Joey. (If Seto ever heard that statement he’d set the city on fire.

[twst-rose-prisms]

Twst boys and their respective Vocaloid songs

Part 2 of this post!

Characters: All NRC students Warning: Some of these songs contain angsty/dark themes or imply self-harm, however it's nothing too much as that's the nature of Vocaloid songs in general and I recommend you checking them out if you guys can!

Part 1 | Part 2

🕌 Scarabia 🕌

Kalim: Tondemo-Wonderz

This song is full of fun, excitement and upbeat, colorful beats that make you want to smile and dance along, just like the ball of sunshine Kalim he is! The song talks about embracing the unknown and excitement the world offers to us while also having fun, encouraging us to have faith in the wondrous possibilities, while also embracing the failure and mistakes with laughter and positivity. I’d say it’s a perfect song for Kalim, from the vibe to the lyrics!

“Even in this sort of era, We still believe in "wonders," no, no, no? Know! The adult's sharp, money-making memories Make us worry too much! I'm gonna go cross-eyed!” "Why?!" "Do it like this!!" I love everything! That's fine, isn’t it? In this plot to make everyone laugh I can call them rival monsters, right?! We live in a wild, awesome world.” “I reckon it's fine to have troubles you can't do a thing about! I make a pose like I'm gonna save everyone. How about this smile, it's not gonna crumble at all! Even if I fall 100 times, I'm like a phoenix. I won't get upset! Wan wan, too quick, three four! Everybody, showtime!” “Come on professor! This exam is so tough! Agh! Alright, done? Is it final? If I don't get 0 points, it's OK! Let's rain a shower of arrows on those true and false questions! Right and wrong answers are important memories." "There are days when I fail too. You still deny "wonders", no, no, no? Know! Before I'm taken to pieces, listen, wait! This slanted society is too on edge. Charge in, leap in, one more time! Are you ready?!”

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Jamil: Ghost City Tokyo

Like a ghost who is almost invisible to other’s eyes, Jamil used to do the same too, he always makes sure everything he does is at an average level so nobody will notice him. That’s why I picked this song for him, also because of the lyrics - he’s used to losing, to not be able to shine and stand out for the sake of others, and it’s not something he dreamt of at all. Also I think the city here can be interpreted as Scarabia too, because he still wants to be here despite everything that happened in Book 4.

“The lights of the brilliant shining city Shine down on me in stark contrast They mix with the neon colours changing and escaping from the spaces between those buildings" "I trade my time and this world And sink into the night” “It’s fine, someday it will all be fine How many days I’ve thought so, that have piled up on each other But even today, the me who fades into the Tokyo scenery all alone Seems like a ghost” “Even as I grow used to losing These important feelings that I haven't lost - When I held them close to myself, my tears fell suddenly Because I think I still want to Keep living in this city”

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👑 Pomefiore 👑

Vil: Cinema

This song is pretty self-explanatory with the lyrics, it’s like someone views their life as a movie, their story is like an unchanged script, yet they’re being satisfied with everything - they want to be the leading star, the protagonist of the movie. Being someone who always has to play the villain role, I picked this song for Vil because it just fits him so much with his backstory and his goal as a whole!

“A delusion of dawn Invaluable escapades and A misunderstood hero play-pretend Traffic's already jammed up now- Oh well, nothing I can do about that anyway” “No, it can't be this, not this. This is a bad fit for me I'm not suited for it- Should I quit it now, or— But that's not right, right! I wonder, when will I get to be The leading star of this show?” “We're not here yet, yet. This can't be the end, so If you're not suited for the role Then just rewrite the script! Look, for the most part, I'm sure it'll always just be me The leading star will only be me!” “The future I wanted to change has come. Whatever you like, however you like it, This is it. I made it here, all the way from the bottom. Just like a movie, this is my story.”

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Epel: Telecaster B-boy

A song talking about the struggle of growing up, trying to find one’s place in this vast world, the singer desires to be loved and appreciated but always gets misunderstood and underappreciated and also frustrated with society,  just like Epel himself. He hates being the stereotype, cliche thing. If you know his story and goal then this song is very fitting for him! Also the funky, youthful but somewhat fast beat and lyrics fit him very well too!

“The more I grow up DeDeDe The less I fit in, a vacant temple. The girl the life philosopher spoke to Turns into a bird … With just lip service PaPaPa I'll tie up my raggedy shoes … The boy whom a believer in digitization cursed Turns into wind …” “No matter how you look at it DeDeDe It's a stereo bias, sadistic The girl who sang like she was stung by a bee Turns into a flower... Even if you cover your ears PaPaPa Those guys' voices become loud The boy who got these words stabbed in his chest Turns back…” “In this world where I can't Even breathe for a bit Declaring a goodbye to reality Won't you just forgive us? We, the weak ones Let's meet up again somewhere”

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Rook: Liar Dance

Rook is a bit hard to find, but in my opinion this is the best song for him. It talks about a couple who both hide and lie to each other. But it also means that the singer’s POV is them knowing they’re a liar, a criminal just like other people. Rook himself is not an exception, he also lies and hides many things away even to his friends or someone like Vil. Also I think the lyrics fit him really well, with constant mention of love and lies many times throughout.

''Stolen? Just whatever do you mean?'' Feigning ignorance today as well Having made a vow, to you and you alone Declaring this loveless love of mine in front of you" "Stolen? Just whatever do you mean?" Committing myself to this performance, set lines and all Those memories we've desperately created and clung to, they blend together and feelings between us intensify” “Dance away liar This love has swelled up like a balloon let's turn it into a lie with the prick of a needle On the count of "I-love-you" “Dance away, liar It's too late to apologize We're already partners in this crime called "love" Who cares if there's no going back?”

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💀 Ignihyde 💀

Idia: All I Need are Things I Like

While there could be many other songs that fit Idia, I decided to pick this one because of the lyrics and overall meaning. The song talks about indulging solely into one’s interests and favorite thing everyday, almost every time without paying much attention to reality much at all. Even though the singer sounds happy and satisfied, they also sound lonely, deprived of energy and strength and also longing for actual companionship instead of coping up to the things that they like. It sounds like Idia himself after what happened to him and also his backstory!

"I don’t like weekdays, I like the weekend I don’t like work, I like going back to sleep It’s impossible to live on slacking like this My consciousness recedes" "I don’t like vegetables, I like hamburgers I don’t like barley tea, I like juice Don’t be sweet on me, but I like sweet tasting things My lifetime’s first page" "Only looking at things I like gradually my eyesight gets worse Only being filled with things I like gradually my mind gets duller" "I don’t like living things, I like machines I don’t like the real world, I like the virtual Your tastes were always biased deteriorating and ceasing to think" "Surrounded by the things I like I’ve become unforgiving to the things I don’t like Living only with the things I like I'm resented by someone, somewhere"

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Ortho: Near

This song is gentle, yet emotional and bittersweet, its meaning also fits Ortho and Idia + their relationship a lot if you take it into their backstory context too. At first, Ortho is just a robot that only acts according to how he was programmed but gradually, he starts acting outside his intended programming and learns his own sentience and emotions - just like the robot girl as the song progresses. Overall, I think this fits him a lot!

“Hey, Near. If I don't make fun of someone And if I won't be able to forgive myself How do you feel about This horrible person?" "Hey, Near. Watching other's strides Stepping out without a purpose How do you feel about this Dull person? Hey Near” “Hey, Near. I think living every day with a smile Is something natural How do you feel about This arrogant person?" "Things that do not take any form and cannot be predicted Will interfere with the calculation process" Even so" "Ah, I'll still continue to believe And ask you who doesn't have a heart Because your hand was So much warmer than mine”

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🐉 Diasomnia 🐉

Malleus: Hare wo Matsu

I feel like this song fits Malleus the most with how the lyrics constantly talk about one’s loneliness and about past’s memories. For Malleus, his biggest fear perhaps is his dearest, most cherished people leave his life, like Lilia - his guardian that raises him up ever since he’s still a little lizard or maybe even MC - his ever first friend that treats him so dearly despite his status or his fearful magic power unlike others who is afraid of him. Even the beat is also beautiful but sad, full of longing for your loved one when they leave - just like Malleus himself.

"I'm not getting tired of this morning, One that I've waited for. Very faintly, I'm laughing while appearing to be sorrowful, And wishing to completely forget you." "Because there's no end to this curse Of sleeplessness and the painful past. I'm singing a song in the morning glow, If only I could completely forget, it would end." "There's just one thing I can't yield, And still, without knowing the reason, I live, even now..." "Since I don't have a dream I want to protect, These are days with no answer, But that isn't kindness, isn't it?" "Look, since absolutely nothing hurts, It's alright," I say. Someday, when you'll be gone, ah~ Will I be living alone?”

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Lilia: Kanade Tomosu Sora 

I feel like this song fits Lilia the most in terms of the vibe, the lyrics that matched well with his backstory. This song, while sad, full of longing and reminiscent from the past yet it’s like a glimmer of hope somewhere in the deep, dark sea of sad memories. Lilia was the same too despite how we see him acting outwardly. He gives love to others, but he also needs love and hope. He went through events that could crush him easily and yet, he still stayed strong - for a whole 200+ years, for the sake of others. (I recommend checking out the 25ji, Night Code de version too!)

“Every time I trace back my memories, I feel as if I’m going to be crushed, yet Since I have no place to take refuge,  I just keep questioning myself over and over. Ah…” “There are too many things in my way,  It’s as if there are only things I can’t see Is it alright if I try touching it a little? I want to say it. Even though it might surely be impossible, I want to somehow. Hey, more; hey, more; I want to see more” “So I can turn the images I’ve found of your world still unknown to me Into song" "Blaming myself all this time,  I simply live and breathe but only just barely I’ve always shut it away in a cage I’m not asking for a plain, simple story. I simply wish to hear your voice” “It still hurts. Words keep tightening the cord round my neck, but... These eyes of mine I closed so gently as well, still hurt a little, but… I want to say it. Even though now, I still don’t know when it’ll be but someday for sure. Hey, more; hey, more; I want to see more”

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Silver: Ice Drop

I think this song fits Silver a lot mostly because of the lyrics, and the deep sea could symbolize the dreams that he dives into in Book 7. Although it’s upbeat, the lyrics are full of longing and reminiscing of the past and also his father, but eventually move on and “grow up” from it.  Not to mention, you could even take it as a SilverMC song if you think about that aspect! But even if it's not in a romantic sense, it's still a song talking about how much the past affects us and how we long for our loved one even if it's just a memory, that's why to me this song is really for Silver!

“Even the memories of the past are merely a thousand-year tale I take a deep breath as I fall into the deep sea” “Uh- that voice of yours drenches my whole heart Tangled up and captivated by each other, we sing our unchanging love once more You, not letting go of your hands become a rule of mine It's a heart that will melt away the rusted last page That one and only magic will turn this world around” “I’ll be waiting. Inside my dream, I reach out my hand” “Uh- On this planet, I fell in love without sleeping I longed for you and hesitated what to do, but from now on, I'll grow up You, If it’s with you, I’ll dive in without hesitation”

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Sebek: Kashika

Sebek was the hardest to find for me in the entire list mainly because while he has his own character, he doesn’t have too much depth but I tried my best and I think this song fits him the most! This song is powerful, full of willpower and hope towards tomorrow despite the hard, tough times. The song encourages us to keep living, even in the most uncertain moments, you need to cherish each moment of your life as well your living heartbeat, which represents the tenacity and perseverance of life. I feel like the energy as well the meaning of the song fits Sebek a lot overall for his character - with the desire to rise, stand up and protect he always have.

“When my quivering voice breathed life into a song, It was then I realized, That was the first time my breath could be seen. They say that in the end, the value of music is subjective– Well then, I'll sing as I please, I'll show you the message I want to convey. I won't despair over Or be afraid of my mistakes. They say to "live the right way," But I want to fight against that. My whole life has consisted of "it's my fault." Even if I'm treated like a fool, I'll be hurt and I'll hurt others, I'll live, causing both kindness and injury. The present I see is everything to me, So I don't want to cling onto ideals of the past or the future. Beat, beat, o heart of mine! It might be unsteady, but even so, this is my pulse.”

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[bluebelleix]

Here's her dad! What? They don't look similar? Oh yeah, forgot to mentioned that he adopted her.

He's a two liner, with two lines above his left eye.

His personal magic is blue fire and his Secondth involves having a Phoenix rising. He actually had trouble managing his magic in the past and would have burn marks on his hands, hence why he wears gloves.. (but not an eyepatch to cover his eye lol)

He attended Walkis because he didn't passed the Easton's entrance exam. (If he passed, he would've been in Orca)

He's 32 years old.. He's just really tired, he got 'em eyebags.

He used to worked as an assistant to the Magic Research Administration team before having an accident that causes his scar on his face and that results to him changing his job placement.

Quick backstory on him and Claire (I promise it'll be quick.. If I lie here, forgive me), neighbours have been reporting that Claire's mother figure during that time hasn't been around and often times, Claire would be in other's (the neighbours) care.

However one day, her mother supposedly erased all her traces in the house, only leaving the child and her (Claire) belongings.

No neighbours actually wanna take in Claire due to their own personal issues. So the report suggested that the police could investigate and trace her relatives. However another issue was brought up due to the fact that there's seems to be little to no information to her own family because the mother has cut all ties as well.

Another solution was to bring her to an orphanage. The current Detective, Louis Renaud, was filling in the paperwork and had the child staying with him for the time.(I know there's probably other places she could go but this one's different, sorz)

Claire was like.. 5 at this age, still a baby (to me). For Louis, it's been almost a year since his change from the Magic Research Administration to the Magic Police.

[Ryoh Grantz is in charge for the Magic Police but he's still like a teenager (19), Tsurara was not there yet]

He took pity on the kid and always try to cheer her up with small stuff like trinkets even though she wasn't even sad about the situation considering she rarely sees her anyway.

He didn't have the heart to just give her away to an orphanage and home did felt lonely that time.. so he adopted her.

He filled in the paperworks for her orphanage and the adoption paper so it was quick work. Thus, from that moment, Claire had her old family name removed and taken in on the "Renaud" family.

Quick quick quick facts:

After he adopted her, Ryoh sometimes teases about his choice of becoming a father but did say his choice was "manly" and a "handsome" to do.

If Louis is staying up late in his office again to do paperwork or other work related stuff, he would have Claire stay in his office and provide things like books, small toys and drawing materials to keep her entertain.

Until like the age of 13, she had met some people like Kaldo, Renatus and Agito but only them. (Considering that Renatus and Agito are apparently appointed Divine Visionaries at the same time, I'll put them together)

But Divine Visionaries that's like 25 and below, she only somewhat know them. That means she barely know Rayne Ames and Lance Crown.

The closest Divine Visionaries she know is Ryoh Grantz. Mainly because he's friends with her father so yeah.

Ryoh's wife once babysit her aswell.

Lol, I kind of lied, it was not short..

[faela404]

☆ The Library ☆

kazuha x gn! reader

prompt: - you and kazuha attend the same university, him being a english lit major and you being a person in stem😎 your paths never crossed until that day in the library…

*this is an smau so please do expect a lot of twitter posts and messages to read, there will be proper writing too but, it will mostly be that!!*

warning! light angst? y/n being too oblivious to realise their feelings🙄

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☆ winter is coming ☆

12:34am

as always we sat comfortably together in the far corner of the library. it’s so quiet in here but the quiet is very much welcomed.

kazuha was silently reading through the final page of his essay, he looked so peaceful like this. his posture was relaxed as his eyes moved back and forth across the words on his screen. from this angle i could see every small little detail of his face- from his light freckles, to the small furrow in his brows as he read. my god this man is gorgeous.

we had decided to clean the last section of the library first as we figured it would tire us out a bit, we were completely right. i’m knackered right now, and i could tell kazuha is too.

“i think it’s done” he muttered as he turned towards me with a gentle smile, he always looked so lovely when such a small curve graced his face.

“that perfect! that means we’re completely done here then!” i exclaimed with a smile of my own finding peace on my own face

i begin to help kazuha pack up his own things as we head towards the large doors of the library

good i’m so happy i wont have to walk through these stupid doors every night

“i’ll hand this is in tomorrow morning, i really can’t thank you enough for your help y/n” carefully he reached out for me, pulling me gently into his embrace

my head found solace on his shoulder as his arms wrapped around my waist with such caution, almost as if he was afraid he’d hurt me

“i should be the one thanking you, i never would’ve finished without your help kazuha” we slowly pulled away from eachother as he began walking me back to my dorms

this had become some sort of routine, we’d finish up and he’d walk me back. however, he’d never hugged me before, it was new but definitely not unwelcome

this routine was about to be over forever

it all hit me like a ton of bricks

i’d said it as a joke before but it’s so likely we’d never see each other again. i mean sure we have each other’s numbers but i doubt we’d text much, we don’t have a reason too anymore

i didn’t want this to be over

but what could i do? we’d already said goodbye

he’s leaving

i just have to accept this.

a/n omg💀 im so sorry for the long ass break, i had a hell of a lot of exams this january, but thankfully i have a week off next week (and then more exams😀🔫)

i hope you enjoyed this part and i can assure you that the next 2 will be out v soon after these😉

also lets just all ignore that i forgot to change the times on the group chat texts-

take care of yourselves <33

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[super-oddity]

Prisoner of Azkaban

The stranger was wearing an extremely shabby set of wizard's robes that had been darned in several places. He looked ill and exhausted. Though quite young, his light brown hair was flecked with gray.

. . . Professor Lupin appeared to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired, gray face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.

Professor Lupin looked particularly shabby next to all the other teachers in their best robes.

Lupin smiled vaguely and placed his tatty old briefcase on the teacher's desk. He was as shabby as ever but looked healthier than he had on the train, as though he had had a few square meals.

Professor Lupin was back at work. It certainly looked as though he had been ill. His old robes were hanging more loosely on him and there were dark shadows beneath his eyes . . .

A ray of wintery sunlight fell across the classroom, illuminating Lupin's gray hairs and the lines on his young face.

Close-up, Harry saw that [Hermione] looked almost as tired as Lupin.

. . . [Hermione] had shadows like Lupin's under her eyes, and seemed constantly close to tears.

Order of the Phoenix

Though still quite young, Lupin looked tired and rather ill; he had more gray hair than when Harry had said good-bye to him, and his robes were more patched and shabbier than ever.

Harry remembered how much shabbier Lupin looked these days and his dislike of Umbridge deepened even further.

[in a flashback, whilst sitting for his O.W.L.s] He looked rather pale and peaky (was the full moon approaching?) and was absorbed in the exam: As he reread his answers he scratched his chin with the end of his quill, frowning slightly.

Next to Tonks was Lupin, his face pale, his hair graying, a long and threadbare overcoat covering a shabby jumper and trousers.

Half-Blood Prince

Harry's sixteenth birthday celebrations were marred by grisly tidings brought to the party by Remus Lupin, who was looking gaunt and grim, his brown hair streaked liberally with gray, his clothes more ragged and patched than ever.

Remus Lupin, who was thinner and more ragged-looking than ever, was sitting beside the fire, staring into its depths as though he could not hear Celestina's voice.

Deathly Hallows

. . . Lupin grayer, more lined. . .

[in a photo taken during his time at Hogwarts] On James's left was Lupin, even then a little shabby-looking, but he had the same air of delighted surprise at finding himself liked and included. Or was it simply because Harry knew how it had been, that he saw these things in the picture?

[upon sharing the news of his son’s birth] "I can't stay long, I must get back," said Lupin, beaming around at them all. He looked years younger than Harry had ever seen him.

[as he appears to Harry in the Resurrection Stone] Lupin was younger too, and much less shabby, and his hair was thicker and darker. He looked happy to be back in this familiar place, scene of so many adolescent wanderings.

[rhainakincaid]

Storytime: during 2020 my period suddenly went haywire and I started having abdominal pain. In July of 2021 I had been bleeding for 14 days and decided "Oh shit. Something is WRONG with me!" Went to Planned Parenthood and was told to go to a OBGYN because they saw a small cyst on my cervix. And to go to the ER if the pain got worse.

Less than a month I'm fetal position curled up with stabbing pain, vomiting, can barely walk. Off to the ER I go where I miraculously avoid catching COVID because height of the pandemic. After 3 hours they run blood (which is normal because I have been taking iron for the anemia for over a month and am barely surviving on a rotation of NSAIDs) and then my first 2 ultrasounds where they can't find one of my ovaries from either the external or transvaginal. They tell me that is normal, make an OBGYN appointment, bill me and send me home.

3 months of suffering and the joys of trying to work when sitting up on an abdomen that has radiating pain so intense I'm vomiting at least once a day and only want to lay in bed crying. I finally get into Banner Women's Health in Phoenix, AZ (naming them to protect the other women in my shoes). I never see the same doctor more than once. Day one I tell them everything, I have been keeping a pain diary and documenting my loss of work for FMLA. I point blank tell her that I am OKAY with a hysterectomy if it makes the bleeding and pain stop. She (and every doctor until I reach a surgeon pushes an IUD...on someone already vomiting from pain and BLEEDING!) runs the same tests as the ER; blood - normal, ultrasounds - still can't see that ovary. I get put on a hormonal birth control and told based on flow to take 1-3 and call in a week. This did nothing and I ran out in 2 weeks for what should have been a month of prescription. Next doctor tries a different hormonal birth control (after the IUD argument and another pelvic exam which only confirms that yes, I'm still bleeding, yes, those clots are massive...I have been bleeding for 2 months now) and a clotting medication. The not-period gets down to spotting, still painful and my life is hell.....for 3 months. Then I run out of the clotting prescription and despite birth control with no placebos I'm back to hemorrhaging. Next doctor, I throw up from the pain and look like hell warmed over so Gabapentin is added to the pill circulation. The prescription amount makes me motion sick when my eyes are open. I cut the dose back until I can function after a call to the doctor... it's not helping the source of the pain I can feel it but differently. I take it like they keep telling me and keep on the clotting medication. I'm begging for a hysterectomy at every appointment now. They biopsied both my cervix and uteran wall (feel a pinch? No, they didn't anesthetize the area...my shrieks made it to the waiting room...but I held still and only ripped one hole in the exam pad) and everything is fine according to them....more hormones and a break from the clotting medication that risks an aneurysm... They think I need pelvic floor PT now. Every PT they try to book me with isn't licensed for Pelvic....fuck them my kiegals are fine.

In mid 2022 I'm starting to give up. Life is chronic pain and bleeding. My husband, who married me in 2021 during the worst of my struggle, calls out of work and comes to an appointment with me. He backs me up. The doctor refuses to agree to a hysterectomy but when my husband presses them to review my records of the past 2 years, after they try to put me on the first birth control again, the doctor agreed to "exploratory surgery" to see if they can spot something they couldn't on the 6 ultrasounds. An appointment with a surgeon is set. Once I get to her office she's shocked at how long I've been suffering, assures me she'll check, and agrees to a hysterectomy and discusses the types she can perform.

The ovary they couldn't see had been ENCASED in a cyst for 3 years. There was another cyst working on the other ovary. A dissection of my uterus showed pre-cancerous fibroids. My surgeon was impressed by my "pristine" liver and proudly was showing my husband pictures of it while my anesthesia wore off. December 29, 2022. I've been an emotional wreck for other reasons since but health-wise I'm finally feeling good again.

@thebibliosphere I had to repost this for both of us because OOF

[awritersbro]

Sally's Place for Misplaced Monsters, Chapter 1

Sally Anne Roberts was studying a history book on top of the backyard oak tree. She was studying a history book because she had a very important exam tomorrow, and she hated getting the questions wrong. She was doing so on top of a tree because she'd read a lot of books where little girls her age climbed trees without explaining why. She'd asked her parents why little girls her age liked climbing trees, but they just said “because it's fun”.

This had to be wrong. Climbing a tree, as far as Sally knew, was a type of going somewhere, and the was never anything fun about simply going somewhere.

And so Sally Anne Roberts was studying a history book on top of the backyard oak tree to see if her parents were right.

They weren't. But at least she had her history book with her.

“Maybe,” her mother said, “you'll understand better after you stay for a while and come back down.”

“At least,” her father said, “She's getting some fresh air.”

Well, as fresh as city air could be, anyway.

She climbed back down for supper with a better understanding of the first Spanish Republic, but no better understanding of the appeal of climbing trees. In terms of a space to do things in, it was hardly any different from her bedroom. Just outdoors and more precarious.

“There's nothing the matter with it, really,” she told her parents during dinner, “But it wasn't interesting enough to do a second time.”

“It was worth a try,” her father said afterwards, when Sally was upstairs getting ready for bed.

Her mother nodded. “We can try kites next.”

Her father sighed. Thy both knew kites wouldn't work either. Still, it was worth a try.

Sally's room was the picture of practicality. There were no frivolous patterns or adornments decorating the inside. Everything in it had a Use, which she had documented in the notebook on her bedside table. The bookshelf was for storing schoolbooks and notebooks and library books, the bedside table was for doing homework, the closet was for her clothes and backpack, the bed and pillows were for sleeping on. The large plush phoenix-gryphon was simply another pillow to her.

And Sam had spent the better part of two years making it, so its secondary Use was as an example of her best friend's skill with a needle.

(“So, Sally, what's the name of your new friend?” Her mother had asked when she had entered the house with the brand-new phoenix-gryphon held under her arm.

“What do you mean? Sam's been my friend since forever.”

“No, not Sam, dear,” her father had laughed, “the little bird you're carrying under your arm.”

Sally had looked confused at that, but Sam had laughed, “It doesn't need a name, silly! It's just a... What did you say it was, when I gave it to you after school today?”

Sally thought for a moment, and nodded once. “A very fancy pillow.”

“Yeah!” Sam grinned as if it was the highest compliment anyone could ever give him, “a very fancy pillow!”

“Hm,” her mother had said, after the children went upstairs to set the very fancy pillow up in Sally's bed.

“Hm,” her father had agreed. “Maybe we can get her into tree climbing.”)

When the day's adventures were over, Sally's parents tucked her good and tight into bed.

“Would you like us to open your window a little bit too?” Her mother asked.

“Is it windy outside?”

Her father looked outside. “I'd say so, yeah. Looks like there's gonna be a storm tomorrow.”

“Then yes, please.” Sally liked the way the wind made the curtains flutter in the darkness. There wasn't any practical reason for it, she just thought it was pretty.

“Alright, dear,” her mother opened the window a crack, and kissed her on the forehead. “Good night.”

“Sleep tight.” Her father did the same.

Her mother poked her head back into her room, and whispered “Don't let the monsters bite,” before closing the door behind her.

That's silly. Sally thought as she closed her eyes, monsters aren't real.

[tatumeyecare]

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[lina-lovebug]

Challenge Accepted, p.2

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

You don't date military men because your dad was a Marine and abandoned you and your mom. Could Hangman change that?

It had been a week since then.

And Hangman missed you.

The second Hangman came into the Hard Deck a day later and asked Penny when you were coming in, she said you weren't. You were off because exams that week but that you said to tell everyone thank you again for helping you.

He had been bugging Penny for your number, but she wasn't going to budge.

So he turned to Phoenix.

"If you're going to ask for the fourth time this week, I'm reporting you."

"Lighten up, Phoenix. I just want to talk to the pretty lady - check up on her," He insisted, and it was true. But his mind was drawn to the fact that you weren't immediately available for him, and he was determined to have you in his bed.

"I went to her place, and she's fine. And she doesn't need you distracting her."

"What is she going to school for?" Bob inquired.

"Clinical Psychology."

"Maybe she could fix me," Hangman smirked, raising his hands up in surrender when Phoenix threw a glare at him.

"I'm serious, Seresin," Now that caught his attention, "She's been hurt before, and she refuses to date any military. Once she's graduated, she's leaving. And she doesn't so casual sex either."

"She's the exact opposite of Hangman," Rooster boasted as he made his way over to the group.

Hangman continued on with his game of pool but couldn't get his mind off of (Y/N). Who could hurt a girl so much that she refuses to ever lay hands on any military again? Then again, he's met some grade A assholes in his time. But she had real goals, and seemed like a sweet girl. Sure, he could say that most girls he hooked up with weren't all that bright or never mentioned their aspirations to him, but he did imagine one day he'd stop.

For the right person.

What he is proud to say is that he's never cheated. His momma raised him better than that, and he knew she'd disown him the second he ever hurt any woman.

"(Y/N)?" His head snapped up as he hears your name and sees Phoenix on the phone.

He makes his way around the table before catching Phoenix off guard by grabbing her phone and making a bee line outside.

"Hangman, i'm gonna kill you!"

"Nat?" Your voice came through the phone as he locked himself in his car, smiling at Phoenix who flipped him off.

"Hey gorgeous," Hearing his voice through the phone brought butterflies to your stomach.

"How's school treating you?"

"Better than being in the heat, that's for sure," Your small laugh made him smile, "Nat told me about your pushups."

"I'd be able to tell you myself if I could have your number."

Your cheeks warmed at that but you knew his reputation well.

"As cute as you are, I'm looking for something serious. And you know I'm not that type of girl," You couldn't give him anymore of an ego boost by saying just how hot you thought he was, but let him down gently.

"We could be friends," He said and could feel your eyes roll through the phone.

"I'm serious darlin', I'm only here for a couple of weeks and then I'm off," Right. He was only in San Diego because of a mission.

"And if we happen to be the same place, I could always show you around. Can't be stationed without a traveling buddy, after all."

Your silence didn't bring him any solace. You were thinking about it, and even if his tone held some amount of flirting, you both knew you'd only see eachother for a short amount of time.

"Okay, but no funny business."

"Yes ma'am, no funny business. Will I be seeing you today?" You cursed yourself for letting that slight southern drawl make your head spin.

"Nope, I still have a test at seven today. But I'll be working tomorrow."

"Then I'll be there. See you, gorgeous."

"See you, Bagman."

And you hung up. You knew this was stupid. He's a flirt, he has a reputation for getting into any girls pants that he lays his sights on, and you were already flustered at his advances. But you got the feeling that he'd obey your boundaries, and even if you caught feelings, you'd never see him again anyways.

___

You were on your usual morning run along the beach and decided to show off a bit. You had gotten your grades in and you passed with flying colors, so you decided to hit up the Hard Deck later tonight.

You wore spandex and a sports bra, taking your usual route when you saw some guys playing football on the beach. Before you could get any closer, you stopped to check how many miles you had done.

"Well, well, well, look whose here. Want me to go say hi for you, Hangman?" Rooster teased with a smile as he looked to see you. He's seen many naked women, but just you in a sports bra and spandex shorts made him almost lose his breathe.

Why was Hangman already in so awe of you? Well, despite your initial boundaries, you kinda already broke it a few days ago.

"Hangman!"

"Yes, dollface?"

"Give it back! I need to finish that for class!" You indeed did come to the Hard Deck but brought your laptop for class's. You weren't working but wanted to see them, but also had a paper due in a few days.

"It says. . .not due till the twenty-first, and it's the fifteenth, last I checked," He pulled his usual cheeky smile as he held the laptop above you.

"What do I have to do to get it back?"

"Kick him in the balls!" Rooster shouted, earning laughs from the group.

"Sounds tempting," You grinned, crossing your arms.

"I'll give it back if you dance with me," You looked around, and there were some patrons but enough to where people would stare and you shifted.

"Infront of everyone?" You questioned, and seeing your discomfort, he was discouraged but then came up with an idea. He snapped the laptop shut and set it down behind the bar before grabbing your hand and rushing to the jewkbox.

"Not just us. They'll all be dancing, right guys?" Hangman shouted at them, looking at them like 'I'll pay for this later but please do this'.

"Hell yeah! I'm the best dance partner ever. Come on, Bob," Fanboy grabbed Bob.

"Wait, what?" And Bob looked horrified.

"Come on Phoenix, you too."

"Touch me and I'll cut your hand off."

"I've heard worse from Rooster."

"Fine, but I pick," And you were lucky enough that this wasn't just oldie songs because once Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift came on, he grabbed your hand and spun you into him.

"How fitting. Trying to tell me something, (Y/N)?" He grinned down at you.

"I don't know. What do those Aviator instincts tell you?" It was better than any school dance you've been to. You couldn't count the amount of times he spun you around, pulled you close to him, and laughed as you stepped on his shoes. It was just pure fun, and it was supposed to just be that.

Until towards the ending, he picked you up and you yelped as he twirled you in his arms. Phoenix noticed because he's never genuinely smiled and had as much as fun as he did with other girls. He looked at you like you've been married for years and he's falling in love all over again.

His arms held your waist tightly as he stopped and realized the closeness of the both of you. You could smell the mintiness of his breath mixed with liquor and the way he was staring at your mouth. His eyes darted from your eyes to your lips, completely ready to kiss you and damn the consequences.

"You do this with every girl, Jake?" You used his name and he swore he almost did it. The way you said it, despite the fact that literally everyone else has used his name at some point, he wanted you to keep saying it.

"Only the ones who intrigue me, (Y/N)."

"Ah!" You shrieked as you were grabbed and picked up bridal style in someone's arms, and looked to see Jake Seresin himself.

"I think we have a stalker on our hands."

"H-hey," You stuttered out, realizing that this was the first time you've seen him shirtless and he's holding you.

And dear God was he sculpted.

"What are you all doing here?"

"Training," Bob said.

"And who's this lovely lady?" An older gentlemen came up to you guys, and Hangman gently put you back down.

"(Y/N), I work at the Hard Deck," You introduced yourself.

"I had no idea that Hangman finally settled, and with a gorgeous girl at that. I'm Pete Mitchell," He shook your hand, happy for Seresin but that quickly ended.

"She's not my girlfriend," Hangman quickly stopped that. You felt like your heart was just stabbed at how quick he was to make sure that Pete knew that you were not his girlfriend.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I have to go, anyways. But good luck on your mission, guys. . ." You drifted off, ready to keep running and not look back.

Because Jake Seresin is a ladies man. He doesn't settle down, and you knew that.

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Gonna get started on p. 3 and the final part. I absolutely love Jake and Bradley and if you want to see more, I have a Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw fanfic on my Wattpad! Username is Autogirls and check it out if you also like friends-enemies-lovers

[aphroditestempleimagines]

Chapter 1: An unusual friend

I dunno, 16+ for this one? I mean, it's the start. (Just read the warnings and see if you're comfortable)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x gryffindor!fem!Reader (+ harry)

Colour: Sweet

Masterlist

Warnings: language I guess. Kissing. none other really. Just heartbreak and some fluff for the starting chapter.

Time: Harry Potter and the Order of phoenix

Words: i dunno, a bunch but not a lot. One and a half quick scroll to get to the bottom.

Synopsis: You've had a crush on the chosen one for years now. He was in the same house and year as you were and you had the misfortune of having him at a heartbeat hearing distance for years. It was agonisingly painful. But the sight of him kissing Cho Chang sent the final blow down your heart, breaking it to a million pieces. Fortunately, a blonde haired boy will not let those pieces crumble.

You laughed joyously as you and your friends readied to leave the room of requirement. Before you came to Hogwarts you would imagine what classes in that magical school would be like but the reality of exams and hard work had crushed your expectations. But not this. Not training with Dumbledore's army. These few hours you caught between classes and homework made everything else worthwhile. You didn't know if Harry was that good of an instructure or if it was just his glistening green eyes that kept you focused on everything his puffy pink lips said.

A hand pressed your shoulder and pushed you forward. Another wonderful lesson was over and now it was time for the hard part of being a member of this elite but curiously outlawed group: sneaking past Filtch and his little slytherin helpers. Why did the only other handsome boys in your year had to be on that dumb squad? You tiptoed next to your classmates out of the large door once the coast was signaled to be cleared.

Shit, you thought. Your mind had been so absorbed that you didn't even realise you left Umbridge's book behind. It was useless but you needed it for the afternoon classes. If you did not have it, she would most definitely ask you about it and talking to her was a million times worse than having points taken to you for no reason other than that Snape hated Gryffindor.

You pushed towards the opposite direction of the small crowd of students. You reached the door just as the last of them left the room, but before you could go in, the door slammed closed.

Today is not my day, you though as the door's details faded away. You closed your eyes and, keeping your hand on the stone walls, walked across the hallway, hoping the room would heed your call and return to you. You took a turn and than felt the hinges scratch your fingers. Finally, you whispered triumphantly as your eyes opened to the sight of the newly formed door.

You opened it up lightly and walked in. It wasn't like you to be loud, but this time this trait would not be at your advantage. The weakened sound of talking echoed in the walls. Someone was still inside. You found your book quickly, but never tried to reach it. Just a few feet next to it stood Harry and Cho, under a newly grown mistletoe, closing in for a kiss.

Their lips touched and your heart broke. That beautiful boy whose smile filled you with joy even when you were at your lowest, who was always so brave and kind and sweet, whom you dreamed about when you drifted off to your most precious dreams, had now chosen someone else. You could not help the tears burn their way out of your eyes and slide down your rosey cheeks. "No". The word kept repeatimg inside your head, feeding you with more and more tears. And yet, you made no sound of crying. Your body seemed to instinctively fear drawing attention to itself. You backed away slowly. You tried to avert your eyes but they were glued onto them. You couldn't process why. Why would they want to break your heart even more by continuing to watch your crush falling for somebody else.

Your hand finally reached the door handle. You felt a thankful pull at your heart as you opened the door and left the room. The entrance disappeared once again and the most curious thought crossed your mind: had the room tried to protect you?

Now that the two of them were out of sight you felt your body surrendering its composure. No. Not yet. You would not crumble yet. Not in the middle of a hallway. Anyone could find you here, crying like a small child. You did not need their pity.

You could not stop the tears as you ran down the stairs but you did your best so that the rest of your body had no difference than when you were just in a hurry. Tears were water after all and water is transparent. You felt your jaw tremble as your lungs begged for you to leave out your sobs but it was not yet the time. Soon. You passed a busy hall, keeping your head low, than crossed the back yard and ran downhill to the lake. Your feet almost slid down the bank as you collapsed behind the cover of some bushes and a large tree.

You let everything out; held nothing back. More and more tears poured out of you as you let out your rabid emotions out of their cage. You did not need to look at your reflection on the crystal lake to know that your face had turned red and wet with your tears. You pulled your hands up and covered it completely. No one was there but still. You used your fingers to dry your eyes only for them to fill up again. You had liked a lot of boys but had imagined none of them getting close to you. Harry was different. The best of your days were with him. He was not just a crush, he was a good friend too. The fact that you also felt an undeniable attraction towards him made him the ideal candidate for your first relationship. You savored your memories and dreams of him alike. But as they say, the first heartbreak is always the hardest.

A few male laughters were heard. They originated somewhere behind you, but you had no clue how close they actually were. You sniffed, held back anything else you might had voiced, and crawled closer to the cover of the bushes behind you. You closed your eyes and waited for them to leave.

"I said go", was the only thing you made out.

A few seconds later a blonde haired head made its appearence behind the tree. It looked your way and said, "Are you alright, y/n?"

You looked at him with disbelief. The hair, the eyes, the green and silver slytherin robes, all told you that the person asking the question was none other than Draco Malfoy. But the question itself was simply impossible to a mind's comprehension to have left those blushed lips. Goodness, you thought more as you examined his expressions more. His lips were not curled but frowned, his eyebrows as well. He was not mocking you, a behaviour that would had somewhat explained the words. He looked genuinely and wholeheartedly concerned.

He approached. He pulled his robe back as he kneeled beside you to look into your eyes.

"Why are you crying?", this time his voice came out more vindictive as if he would destroy whatever it was that brought tears to your beautiful eyes. But you couldn't just forget who he was.

"Why would i tell you?", you said as your eyes burned. You had stopped everything but your tears.

Draco stretched out his hand. You instinctively drew back. Your eyes met his once more and you could tell that this small action of yours sent a dagger down his heart. So, you let yourself stay still, not completely understanding why. His curled fingers wiped the dripping tears from the corner of your left eye. He gulped.

"I'm serious", you continued, the anger your sorrow covered up until now being directed onto him, "you joined that harpy Umbridge's lap dogs, you go out of your way to make Gryffindor, my house, look bad, you call my friends mudbloods, and to sum it up you keep hurting, emotionally, academicallyor even physically, every single person in this school"

"Not you, never you"

"Oh gee thanks", you mocked, "I was wrong Malfoy, you're good"

He lowered his head. A small drop of water landed on his hand that was resting over his thigh.

"I know", he said, almost to a whisper, "i had no choice, my family"

"Is not who you are"

Your words seemed to strike a nerve on him. He lifted his gaze and for the first time you saw his eyes swollen and redded. If this was an act, it was a really good one.

"I-" he tried to say but the rest of his sentence never left his lips.

That sudden but fleeting moment of vulnerability passed and Draco returned to his more calm composure. He crawled his way to your side. His arm brushed yours as he sat next to you. You felt your heart flutter. You asked yourself why but then you remembered and regretted how human you were and how hot Malfoy was.

"I realise I have given you no reason to be friendly towards me.", he began, "but please, tell me. Even just to let it out of your chest"

You sighed. Your gaze ran away from his hypnotic eyes to the deep green waters of the lake, glistening under the afternoon sun.

"Harry kissed Cho", the words left your mouth before you could stop them, "He's in love with her and not me"

More tears left your eyes. After a moment of silence, you saw Malfoy stand up in the corner of your eye. He walked towards the lake, right in the middle of your field of view. You could hear him huff from even as far as he had gone. He kicked over the waterline, sending a few pebbles and a large splash of lakewater towards the side.

"I knew it", he said once he calmed down, "that moron had everything and he blew it"

"Stop it", you said.

"Why are you defending him?", Draco asked but you could not answer. Words could not express what your heart desired.

"I'm not I", you mumbled, "it's just that...what's wrong with me?"

Draco's eyes fixed on yours. You could feel them drilling down your soul. Your jaw trembled as you continued, "why did he chose Cho? I- why would- what do I lack?"

Your eyes plummeted to the ground. You heard the grass brush against Malfoy's robe as he came close to you again. His left hand cupped one of your cheeks. His right followed to cup the one he had left bare. And with that he gently lifted your face to look into your eyes, thumb brushing your soft skin. He bit his lip and moved his hands down to touch yours. His eyes gazed down at his fingers as he kneded them between yours.

"Do you know why I hate Potter so much?", he asked quietly

"Because he's getting all the attention?"

He grinned. "That too. I mean, he doesn't really deserve it in my opinion"

You held yourself back from telling him he was wrong. He was trying to say something and if you spoke, even more so to say something that would most definitely piss him off, you might never get to know what it was.

"But, as the years went by", he said, "i just. I knew he had your heart and it killed me."

You tightened the grip around his fingers. You had left him hold your hands without giving him any response but what he had said had given your heart no other option but to respond in some way.

"I know you hate me"

"I don't hate you", you cut him off. His eyes returned to yours, glimmering with what could only be described as relief. After a second though they went back to your adjoined hands.

"He's dead", he said, "Potter is dead"

He tried to get up but you held him down with your hands.

"I will hate you though if you do something stupid like that", you made sure your eyes were as serious as your voice.

He sighed. His thumb brushed over your knuckles as he nodded his head. He traced right over the light red scar of yours that read

I will not spread false rumors

You looked at the blurred sun that shone behind the clouds, lowering further towards the mountaintops.

"We should go to HER class.", you said after clearing your throat.

He nodded once more before adding a soft "yes"

He stood, still holding one of your hands, and pulled you up as well. When you were on your feet he pulled you closer and left a sweet kiss on your cheek.

"I'm sorry", he said

Your eyes were half closed, gazing at the lips so close to yours.

"No", you told him, "it's fine"

A million thoughts rushed through your head. What would happen if you decided to take those lips right there? It would only take a small nudge and your mouth would meet his. Your eyes, drained from tears, were the only thing painstakingly holding you back.

"Alright", he said, slightly pulling back, "let's go"

Before he could go further away from you you grabbed the collar of his slytherin robes and pulled him close. Your lips embraced his in a kiss. You tried to make it good, you really did, but you had no idea how. And just as you feared he'd be appaled by how inexperienced you were in reality compared to whatever image of you he had painted in his mind, he overcame whatever shock had conquered his senses and kissed you back. His right hand dove deep under your robes and found its way up and under your shirt as he pulled you closer. You hooked you elbow behind his nape, and stood at the tip of your toes as his back straightened up to his height. You broke free and kissed again, heads switching their tilt. His other hand cupped your cheek and pulled you deeper into the kiss. You felt yourself melt for that moment, that perfect little moment. Your eyes were shut closed but you could still see fireworks.

He broke free and removed his hand from under your clothes to place it on your waist.

"What was that for?", he panted surprised

Your combed his preety blonde hair with your fingers. "I couldn't leave my question unanswered."

You traced his cheek as you removed your hand from his hair and walked away.

"And what anwer did you get?", he cried behind you.

But he could not see your smile, nor your blushed cheeks.

Ok. It's been a long time since i've written fanfiction, i was still in high school back then. But even then i had not written romance so bear with me as i brew the relationships and their different stages.

If you like my work, buy me a coffee here: ♡♡♡

[abluescarfonwaston]

Trucy and Maya sign Phoenix up for Queer eye after his name is cleared. By the time filming starts he’s decided to study for the bar again and is honestly excited to have some help putting his life back together.

They tear apart his house and drag him for the fact he is wearing socks with sandles and his closet is nothing but sweatshirts and beach clothes. He Does have an old like shakespeare costume in the depths of his closet that Johnathan puts on as well as the Furio Tigre shirt. They check out the magic equipment and Phoenix goes on his proud dad rant about how she’s the light of his life and so talented and he loves her-

Jonathan takes him to the salon for a hair cutting. Under the Beanie his hair got kinda long and gnarly. He didn’t want people to recognize him and even know the idea of it’s still a little anxiety provoking. But he also Wants to look good again and feel confident. Jonathan gives him a scruff trim too and they stop at a goatee. They laugh and Phoenix sends a picture to someone. Oooh your boyfriend? Haha not exactly. They end up going clean shaven tho. As they’re walking out Phoenix stares at his phone and goes. Huh. Maybe we should have kept the goatee.

Antoni asks him what he can cook. He proudly announces he makes the best pancakes. And that he can make a few other things that aren’t blatant depression meals. That what he knows he learned cause he wanted to take care of Trucy but he’s a little ashamed at how often the priority was ‘just make sure she eats something’ because he was too exhausted for more. That he Wants to have this big family dinner with all the people who helped and supported him while he was disbarred. Antoni teaches him how to make a big roast for special occasions and some easier healthy meals for normal days.

Bobby helps him reestablish his house, reducing the clutter that Phoenix has been too tired to clean himself along with making the space more usable to the big groups of family Phoenix wants to be able to host here without embarrassment. 

Tan takes him out to get new clothes. Before he does Trucy actually pulls Tan aside and says her uncle already got Daddy a new suit and can we arrange it so Daddy finds it because it’s perfect but Uncle Miles is worried he’s putting the pressure on too hard since Daddy’s already taking the bar exam for him again (again?) and-

Tan gets him a wardrobe that is more presentable and upscale for court/everyday. They ‘find’ a blue suit with a red tie. Phoenix breaks down crying and Tan is Very concerned but - No... I just... I know who made this suit. That jerk. Of course he already had a suit made for me. I love it. It’s perfect.

And Karamo and him talk about how he has all these people he owes so much to now because he couldn’t have done this without them and he doesn’t know how to even start paying them all back and honestly he was such a bastard these last few years and he’s not even sure how to stop being that person sometimes even though he Wants to. He wants to be that trusting person that Believes in people again. And maybe they all expect him to go back to being that person and he doesn’t want to disappoint them because he loves them so fucking much especially after they went and did this for him too-

And Karamo stops him and asks him if he saw the video that his family submitted asking them to come help Phoenix. Which he hasn’t.

Daddy gave up everything for me. To make sure I grew up happy and loved and he did. He’s the best Daddy in the world. And I want him to be happy. Just as happy as he’s made me.

Nick’s been there for me, when no one else was. Just. Over and over again. Believed in me when no one else did. Pearl give Trucy the camera and come tell everyone how awesome Nick is. He just needs a little help remembering that. Cause he’s a idiot sometimes.

Wright is... he’s my oldest and dearest friend. He’s brilliant and kind and he saved me. And if there is anything I can do to help him reclaim his proper place in the courtroom I would do it, without hesitation. Once you see him in court you’ll understand exactly why I- Kay. Kay why do you have a camera?!

You said you’d do anything Mr. Edgeworth!

I- what is this about?!

“You know you’re friends better than we do but I don’t think they’re keeping score. And if you really want to show your gratitude, beating yourself up over it isn’t the way to do it. You could start by saying thank you instead.”

“Heh. I told Edgeworth that same thing.”

And they invite the whole Wright family over to the big thank you feast. He’s cleaned up and wearing a nice Dad sweater. He gets dog piled in hugs and then Maya yells at him for not making hamburgers instead. Edgeworth shows up a hour late with a bottle of wine and a faint smile.

“Wright I was lead to believe you purchased a suit recently? If you’re done covering yourself in flour,” I’m gonna cover you in flour. “Would you like to show us.”

“Don’t expose the kids to your suit fetish Edgeworth.”

“That’s not! Wright just-. Put the damn suit on Wright.”

“Hahah yeah okay.”

He does and everyone tells him how great he looks and damn is that a waistcoat? Someone’s grown up. And not just out. 

And Edgeworth just watches him with quiet tender eyes as everyone else talks.

“Wright?” Hm? “You’re missing a part.”

“Huh? I got everything! I double- no - Triple checked!”

“You forgot this.” He opens his palm. A shiny golden badge in it. “Congrats on passing the bar exam.”

The episode is a fan favorite.

[chibi-tsukiko]

Hi Em!!

I absolutely love the “meet the parents” character sheets! These backstories are so much fun and so interesting; and it really explains a lot about their kids’ personalities and behaviors. So excited to see who next week will be!

I’m finally done with finals and have a break, but at the same time I don’t know what to do with myself. 😅😂 It feels very strange not having to study constantly or do homework.

If it’s okay can I ask a request? May I have a little Rishida snippet? 🙈❤️ I miss these two ding dongs.

I hope you’ve had a brilliant day and remember to take care of yourself. You’re a gem

First off:

CONGRATS ON FINISHING YOUR FINAL EXAMS!!! 🎉🎉🎉

You’ve been working so incredibly hard and I know you did amazing! I’m proud of you! ✨

Second: I’m so happy you are enjoying meeting the parents! (Shout out to @khaleesiofalicante who prompted me to make the series)

Lastly for your request: I have a ton of dialogue scenes between our favorite “ding dongs” (😆) that I plan on adding in while I’ve been working on rewriting the beginning of the story, here’s one from that pile!

Plus an extra lil unpolished sketch for working/studying so hard 😘 and cuz -

HEIGHT DIFFERENCE *fist clench* 😂

Hope you like it! 🥰

Ishida moves to rub his thumb in between Ryuji’s eyebrows, but the assassin catches his wrist before he can get close enough.

“What are you doing?” He snips.

“You’re always scowling,” Ishida says plainly. “It’s going to give you wrinkles.”

The archer raises one eyebrow.

“You are. It’s like you’re allergic to smiling. You’re going to give yourself terrible headaches.”

“I am not allergic to smiling,” Ryuji argues.

This time Ishida raises an eyebrow. “I have an ointment that can help,” he says, “it only takes a moment to make. I can-“

“No.”

“Are you sure? Pre-mature wrinkles will distract from that well-chiseled face of yours.”

“I said no.” The archer snaps, pushing Ishida’s arm back towards him.

“Always so touchy,” Ishida sighs, “I was only making a suggestion.”

“Save it for someone else,” Ryuji grumbles.

“Suit yourself.” Ishida shrugs, turning to walk away. “The wrinkles will suit your grumpy personality.”

Ryuji rolls his eyes. He watches Ishida walk away and then quickly, when no one is looking, rubs at the skin between his eyebrows.

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[anaveragebibliophile]

Impossible

Carlisle Cullen x OC

Summary: Carlisle and his mate Eloise receive some shocking news that they weren’t necessarily prepared to deal with regarding her health. Instead of seeing what’s right in front of him, Carlisle believes that his wife’s health issues are stemming from other avenues. It isn’t until his wife makes a discovery that he alters his course of action. 

Note: This is a deviation from what I normally post, but I hope that all of you will take the chance and give it a read. :) 

“I can’t even believe this is happening again. And with your wife of all people!” Jacob Black shouted as he walked into the Cullen family’s wide, contemporary kitchen. 

“Jacob, we’ve discussed this. Eloise isn’t like us. She isn’t a vampire, she’s a phoenix. As such, she’s capable of resurrecting the dead, the broken, the ill-equipped parts of us that are theoretically unsalvageable. And as things stand, we all know I’m infertile. Or that I was.” Carlisle explained. “Believe me, I’m just as overwhelmed as you are. Even more so because I’m still struggling to accept the fact that I helped someone--the woman I adore more than anything else on this earth--procreate.”

And it’s not like the couple had been trying either. Quite the opposite actually. Sure, both of them had done ample amounts of research--through legends and the like--to determine whether or not they would need to take precautions before having intercourse. From what little they could find, it appeared that exercising the freedom of caution was the best choice. Not only had pregnancies been reported, multiple births seemed to be a common occurrence. And even though Carlisle was reluctant to put his faith into these infinitesimal references, he still did what any self-respecting man would do: He made sure his strong, confident wife made the final decision about what she wanted to do. At the end of the day, her body would have been doing the brunt of the work had a pregnancy occurred. 

Eloise thought long and hard about this and would even go so far as to test herself. Did she want a child? Yes. Would she be a genuinely good mother? She hoped so. But the ultimate question remained: did she want a child with Carlisle? More than anything else in the world. However, it just didn’t seem like the right time. The pack was going through organizational disputes, the Volturi were still trying to find ways to get her and Alice to join their coven, and Bella and Edward were in the process of adopting a child. There was just too much happening around her for that to work out. Or so she thought at that moment. 

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About two months later, she started feeling a bit off-kilter. She was suffering from myriad migraine headaches, her stomach always seemed to be queasy, and she was dealing with some intense bouts of insomnia (which she had never experienced as a child or even during her adult life). Her husband was increasingly worried about her. So much so that he would have her in his office every day for testing. At that point, he was looking for a dormant autoimmune disease, cancer, anything that would highlight these symptoms. What he wasn’t looking for was a pregnancy, a fertilized egg within his wife. 

One night, while the rest of the family was out hunting, Eloise and Carlisle were cuddling on the couch, her head in his lap. He was running his long, cool fingers through her hair and down her back, intermittently trying to coax her into eating a small piece of toast that he’d made for her. Yet every attempt didn’t do much. Regardless, he was hoping she would get her appetite back soon because her skin had started to take on a translucent pallor that he despised. 

“Come on, honey, just one bite. That’s all I’m asking for,” Carlisle said, putting the plate in front of her face. 

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but I’m just not hungry. The entire idea of food is revolting. Plus, I don’t really want to repeat what happened a few hours ago.” Carlisle hummed in understanding. While he knew that Eloise was being sincere, he wasn’t pleased that she was still feeling so fatigued and nauseated. 

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A few hours ago, as he was attending to a broken rib of Seth’s at the reservation, he received a call from Alice. ‘Eloise has been throwing up for the last forty minutes, Carlisle. She didn’t want to worry you,’ she’d started. ‘But you need to get back here now. I’ve been sitting with her, and I’m worried she’s getting dehydrated.’ Heart in his throat, he quickly finished his session with Seth, letting him know that he had an emergency that he needed to attend to. 

After parking the car, he ran into the house, heading straight for his and Eloise’s bedroom. And when he walking into the adjoining bathroom, he was shocked by what he saw: his wife, her cheek smashed against the toilet seat, breathing heavily in order to avoid another onset of nausea. In his peripheral, he saw Alice lightly rubbing Eloise’s back with her left hand and murmuring comforting words to her. 

Instinctively, Carlisle  moved towards his wife and took Alice’s place as the caretaker. “Hi, sweetheart. Alice called and said you weren’t feeling well. Can you tell me what’s been bothering you?” he asked, gently kneading the taut muscles in her lean back. 

Eloise slowly pulled her face away from the toilet bowl and looked at him blearily. “My stomach just isn’t feeling super fantastic at the moment. I don’t know why, but I can’t seem to keep anything down. I haven’t been able to since about two o’clock this afternoon.”

“Well, you haven’t been at your best recently. Do you think that may have something to do with it?”

“Perhaps. But I haven’t had this happen before. Yes, I’ve experienced nausea and some stomach cramping, but it never ended with me vomiting for hours on end.”

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And that was what still puzzled Carlisle in this moment. Why was this happening to her when nothing was physically wrong? She didn’t have AGID nor was there any evidence of malignant tumor growth. She wasn’t running a fever nor was she displaying any signs of infection. So what could it be? He was determined to find out. 

He lightly ran the pad of his right thumb over Eloise’s cheek. “Sweet girl, I think it’s time that I do an ultrasound on your stomach. Maybe that will give us some answers. What do you say?” 

“Alright. You’ll probably have to carry me though. I haven’t been doing well vertically,” she said, slightly smiling. 

“Your wish is my command.” 

He proceeded to carefully--oh, so carefully--move her head off his lap and onto a pillow (as a replacement). Then, when he was completely erect, he swiftly leaned forward and placed his forearms underneath Eloise’s lumbar vertebrae and upper thighs. Once she was secured in his arms, he gently kissed her cheek and proceeded to move them into his office, the one room in the house both of them have grown to resent. 

Placing her on the exam table, he grazed his hand through her bangs in the hope of soothing the anxiety that was coursing through her. “It’ll be alright. You know I would never hurt you. Never.”

“I know. It’s not that. I just don’t want anything to be wrong. I want to be healthy,” she said, her voice on the verge of breaking. 

“You will be. I’ll make sure of it,” Carlisle responds as he pressed his forehead against hers. 

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Eloise smiled wanly as her husband went through his check-up regimen: ears, eyes, nose, throat, body temperature, blood pressure, then reflexes. While she may complain every now and then about his overprotectiveness, she really does feel so grateful and lucky to be married to a man whose compassion and kindness are limitless. This man always makes her feel valued, appreciated, and heard, especially apart from the rest of the world. And these are things that will never go unnoticed by her. He will never go unnoticed by her. 

“How are things looking, Doctor Cullen?” she asked. “Am I passing inspection?”

Carlisle lightly laughed at her attempt at a joke. “So far things are looking good. I think we’re about ready to do the abdominal ultrasound and see what things are looking like down there.”

He moved over to his white, sterile metal cart that held the handheld ultrasound. The plan was for Carlisle to put the clear lubricant on her belly, place the ultrasound on it, and then wait for the image to connect to the screen to his right. From there, he’ll see if there are any obstructions or issues. 

“Are you ready, honey?” he asked. “If it’s too cold, just let me know.” 

Eloise held her two thumbs up. “I’m ready. Let’s do it.”

The exam began. For a period of time, the sound and echo waves were all they could hear. Eloise was holding her breath. Carlisle’s face was pinched, his eyes and ears hyper-focused on the task. Until the heartbeat-like echo struck back at them. 

His wife lifted her hand to stop him from continuing with the examination. “What was that?” she queried. 

“I don’t know, darling. I don’t know.” he said. “Let’s try again and see if we get the same feedback.”

He continued his inspection but still received the same results. The heartbeat was unlike any he heard before (besides his wife’s): strong, pure, yet calm in its essence. Before he could ponder any other reasonings behind this strange occurrence, Eloise interrupted him. “Carlisle, we both know that’s a heartbeat. You can question it and try to find other avenues to follow, but you know the truth. And a heartbeat can only mean one thing,” she smiled, so big that her dimples were more pronounced than ever before. “We’re pregnant. My magic enabled us to create a baby.”

He took her hand and kissed the inside of her wrist. “We don’t know that.”

“But we do. Carlisle, all the signs have been pretty prevalent these last few weeks. I just never thought to associate them with pregnancy because we agreed we would wait to start trying. I guess the universe had other plans.” 

“Eloise, honey…”

“You know it’s true. I do because I can feel our child. Now, after all this time, he or she has decided to make their presence known. The energy I feel--the positivity and contentment I’m now carrying in this moment--is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.” 

Carlisle looked at her, stunned. If she can feel their child, how could he dispute that? How could he challenge what she (and he) knew to be true in all its unlikelihood? It wasn’t like this was entirely impossible, especially after reading about other couples’ experiences. Couples like them. 

Eloise took his moment of consideration to move his hand to her tummy. “I know it’s hard to come to terms with right now because we weren’t sure how true the reports were, but I think it’s time we start believing in them. Carlisle, you’re going to be a father, and I’m going to be a mother. We’re going to finally have the opportunity to expand our family.” 

Hearing those words made Carlisle outright grin. They had been waiting for this moment for so long that he never believed it would ever actually happen. But now, he has everything he could ever want in the palm of his hand. 

“Well, it would appear that way,” he said, leaning over his wife to give her a heart-stopping kiss. “And I must add that I’m excruciatingly happy. Thank you, sweetheart.” 

[sa-gt-tarrius]

please talk about the borrower! Gavin bros they are in my head and won't leave

I have SO many thoughts about them… I think the plot of aa4 would be incredibly different if the gavins were borrowers. Spoilers ahead!!

My friends on the server also put forward some really cool ideas, so credit to them for helping me workshop this AU!

Klavier and Kristoph have travelled across the ocean looking for a safe place, after being discovered by a couple humans in Germany. They eventually find themselves in the Wright and Co. Law Offices, where they make their home. Unfortunately, they only speak German, and most beans in this new country speak English. This is going to be difficult.

Luckily, they manage to get by just fine for a while. Klavier and Kristoph begin the slow, arduous process of learning English while struggling to find food. They’ve set up their home in a law office that only has one attorney, so they have a lot of free time to roam and borrow supplies.

Kristoph takes an interest in law and starts stealing books, case files, and reports. He also takes an interest in botany and toxicology. Who knows why?

One day while out borrowing, Klavier and Kristoph are caught by a man—the same man who discovered them back in Germany. Why is he here? Did he chase them all the way across the ocean?

The man, Miles Edgeworth, accuses Kristoph of tampering with some crucial evidence, which led to his friend getting disbarred. Klavier is shocked. His brother would never do such a thing! But before they can get any straight answers, Kristoph slips out the top of the cage theyre kept in, leaving Klavier in the hands of the human.

Miles takes Klavier to his home, and Klavier is scared out of his mind. Why did his brother abandon him? What was Miles going to do with the borrower in his grasp? Was Klavier going to survive?

Surprisingly, Miles doesn’t seem to bear any ill will towards Klavier. He feeds him, gives him new clothes, and explains that Kristoph is not a very good person. Kristoph had developed a grudge against the attorney they borrowed from, and took actions to make sure the attorney got disbarred. Klavier doesn’t believe a word of it, but he appreciates the care he’s received.

Klavier learns that Miles is a prosecutor. He decides he wants to learn about the law and help capture criminals like Kristoph. Miles is hesitant at first, but he can’t deny such an eager request to attend court just one time. Klavier is so bright-eyed and passionate about the legal system.

As technology advances, the courts begin to incorporate virtual court hearings using video chat. Klavier begs Miles over and over to pleeeease take the bar exam so he can be a real prosecutor!! Miles can’t say no. Klavier has good puppy-dog eyes.

They develop a system. Klavier pretends to be a foreign prosecutor who still lives in Germany, which is why he can’t attend trials in person. While this is happening, Klavier’s keen interest in music drives him to post a music video on YouTube, which goes viral overnight. Klavier is now a famous musician AND prosecutor, and nobody knows that he’s really a borrower.

Kristoph, meanwhile, makes his home in an entirely different law office so he can continue his studies. He meets another borrower, a young lad named Apollo, and takes him in. They study and survive for many years until one day, they get discovered by Phoenix Wright, the same man that Kristoph had gotten disbarred. Phoenix is livid and angry—and Apollo is terrified and confused. Just like before, Kristoph manages to escape using Apollo as live bait for Phoenix to capture instead.

So now we have Phoenix, who has captured a very terrified Apollo, along with Miles, who harbours a rockstar prosecutor who is secretly a borrower. Their first trial together should be interesting, to say the least.