#and evey song was about her

[girlandthedarkness]

my obsession with lin beifong during 2020/2021 should be studied, i literally couldn't function because she was the only thing I was thinking about 😭

[itzy-bitsy-spidey]

Scars

Zoro x fem!Reader

CW: Angst, lots of angst, body image issues, self loathing, scars, injuries, mentions of nudity (nothing huge), trauma.

Word count: 1k

Notes: So many songs I could put with this, but mainly Labour, by Paris Paloma, and Us and Pigs, by Sofia Isella.

Her back felt itchy.

Chopper had said it would happen and the bruises had been quite nasty, so she supposed it was too be expected. Nonetheless it was still bothersome, and an awful reminder.

She didn't remember when it had been the last time she was this grateful that the Sunny was big enough to give all of the crew their own bedroom.

The sheets under her fingers felt soft, almost too soft, silk sheets that belonged to Nami without a doubt. The feeling was repulsive. Or was it the constant reminder? It didn't really matter, but it made her uncomfortable. No matter what position she chose she couldn't lay down onto the bed, so even though sleep felt very necessary it was an impossible task.

Her back was burning now.

The whole-body mirror stood right in front of her bed like a continuous mockery, the piece of fabric she had draped over it doing nothing to help with the remainder.

The reminders.

It seemed like everything around her served as one, the mirror, the feeling of soft material, and that damned feeling of burning.

She stood in front of the mirror. She knew it would disgust her, she was scared, of how much the damage would affect her if she truly chose to face it. The tips of her fingers caressed the fabric, her mind a mess, thoughts and indescisions fliying everywhere.

She closed her eyes, inhaled, her mind went quiet.

"Do it" like a whisper from herself, just a push so she would face it.

The first step towards healing, at least mentally. She exhaled.

Her grasp on the piece of cloth tight, the sound of air swooshing when she took it of the mirror, her knuckels white and her eyelids shut with a strength that could shake the entire ship.

"Open them"

No, she didn´t want to open them. Suddenly her back felt like it was on fire. She couldn´t, she simply couldn´t do it, so she turned her back to the mirror and finally opened her eyes, her gaze locked on the floor, the wooden boards marked with lines greeted her sight and she felt her eyes fill with tears, it made her wonder if her back looked anything like the wood.

Slowly, hesitant, she turned her face towards the mirror.

The sight was even more terrible than she expected; the markings of the whips had left no place of her back untouched, she had hoped it would had been only a few lines, she should have known better.

The bile on her stomach threathened to rise to her throath, bubbling angry, but there would have been no place for it to pass; her throath tightening under the sight. Her back and the tears in her eyes seemed to burn equally then.

Her knees felt weak and her eyes blurred, but she forced herself to stay standing and to look further, evey line every part of her that was healing messily, the knowledge that nothing of it would ever go away, her skin would protrude and never settle again.

She felt ugly, like she was mourning her own self. But saddness turned into anger, anger against the greedy marines who had done that to her.

An entire month tied to a pole outside their base like a fucking atraction, whiped whenever they felt like taking their stress out on her, sure, whip the pirate.

Anger turned to rage, rage about what was left of her and everything they had stolen too. Her dignity, her body, her soul and her hope. And rage was the one to throw the first punch against the mirror. The image cracked and suddenly there were even more reflections staring back at her.

She screamed, the voice scratching her throat, a gnawing feeling of dread at her own self. One punch became two, and then three, and four, until the biggest part left of the mirror could fit in the palm of her hand, her knuckles stained red with her own blood. With a final guttural scream she fell to the floor, and the scream turned into crying, loud and painful.

The door to her room opened with force, but she didn´t even look up. She recognized the sound of the heavy boots that belonged to the crew´s swordsman.

He approached her hastily, kneeling at her side and placing a hand on her back. The sting of his warm hand on her injuries made her push him back, retreating into a corner like a wonded animal, terrified for its fate. In her hurry and fear she couldn´t make coherent thoughts, she didn´t feel safe anywhere, she felt exposed and it was only then that she also remembered that she was still shirtless.

Shame piled up on her and covered her as though it was a very heavy blanket.

The green haired man approached her again, more carefully this time, with slow movements as if she could try to run away at any point. He raised both his hands by his head in a surrendering motion.

"Get away from me, I´m disgusting, don´t touch me" was what repeated constantly in her mind but she didn´t dare utter any of those words, she didn´t wnat him to see her as what she thought of herself, disguting.

So focused on her own mind was she that she hadn´t noticed how close he had gotten to her until his hand rested on her head gently, his warmth seeped into her skin and soon the tears were running down her cheeks once again. His eyes, usually a little dull and serious were as warm as his hands, they were kind, and they were worried about her.

Unlike what she expected, she found herself doing the next movement, practically jumping into his arms and sobbing on his shoulders, her hand tightly gripping his as if he was going to disappear at any moment. Zoro´s arms closed around her, one behind her head, holding her to him, and the other one on her lower back so that he wouldn´t touch any of her injuries.

"It´s okay" his touch said "I´ve got you".

[yamujiburo]

Hanamusa headcanon: Delia and Jessie eventually come to have regular date nights at a fancy restaurant, like evey other week.

So Delia figures Jessie won’t suspect a thing when she decides to propose. She does, and concerningly, Jessie becomes distressed and panicky. Delia thankfully doesn’t believe Jessie doesn’t want to marry her, so she interprets this as Jessie being afraid of such a big thing and says that it’s okay if she’s not ready.

Jessie reveals that SHE actually wanted to propose on their next date night, and had this big plan to go all out to surprise Delia, sweep her off her feet and leave her breathless. Delia comforts her and says they can still do that, pointing out that Jessie didn’t reveal everything about her plan. Calmed and comforted, Jessie thanks Delia and promises to accomplish her goal.

Next date night, Jessie is already accomplishing the breathless part by busting out a really beautiful and risque dress she secretly bought and has been hiding/saving. Jessie takes Delia to an even fancier restaurant they haven’t been to that she’s been saving for. The restaurant makes an extravagent meal Jessie remembered Delia mentioned wanting to try. The restauruant at one point plays their song, and Jessie takes Delia out onto the dance floor. Sweeping off feet accomplished. After a shared fancy dessert, Jessie spills her heart out and then proposes.

Jessie only makes it to “Will you” when Delia leaps into her arms tearfully repeating yes and kissing her. Then she points out Jessie technically never said yes or no to her last time, so Jessie says “Yes! Of course!”

While they drive back home, Delia calls Ash and asks him if he could stay with James and Meowth (who were babysitting kidsitting him meanwhile) for the night when they get back, have a guy’s night. Jessie asks why, and Delia says she’ll find out when they get home.

They return, say goodbye to boys, and in a surprising show of strength, Delia sweeps Jessie off her feet into a bridal carry and says her reason for sending them away is to show Jessie how much she likes her in the new dress, and carry’s her upstairs. Jessie has that surprised face from when Delia kept making cracks at Cassidy.

Yaaaaa this is adorable! I do love them getting the idea to propose to each other around the same time 😭

[briar-moon]

Red Rising Characters as Tortured Poets Department Songs

Darrow: i'mgonnagetyouback

-> "Whether I'm gonna be your wife or / Gonna smash up your bike / I haven't decided yet / But I'm gonna get you back"

Cassius: I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

-> "I was grinning like I'm winning / I was hitting my marks / 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart"

Mustang: The Alchemy

-> "He jokes that it's heroin, but this time with an 'E' / 'Cause the sign on your heart / Said it's still reserved for me"

Sevro: Florida!!!

-> "Little did you know your home's really only / The town you'll get arrested / So you pack your life away just to wait out / The shitstorm back in Texas"

Victra: But Daddy I Love Him

-> "I'd rather burn my whole life down / Than listen to one more second of all this bitchin' and moanin' / I'll tell you something 'bout my good name / It's mine alone to disgrace"

Lyria: Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

-> "I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean / 'Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth' / Who's afraid of little old me? / Well you should be"

Theodora: Clara Bow

-> "Beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours / Demanding more / Only when your girlish glow flickers just so / Do they let you know / It's hell on earth to be heavenly"

Tactus: I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

-> "The smoke cloud billows out his mouth / Like a freight train through a small town / The jokes that he told across the bar / Were revolting and far too loud"

Roque: The Tortured Poets Department

-> "I laughed in your face and said / 'You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith / This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots'"

Ragnar: The Albatross

-> "I swept in at the rescue / The devil that you know / Looks now more like an angel / I'm the life you chose / And all this terrible danger"

Sefi: The Prophecy

-> "A greater woman has faith / But even statues crumble if they're made to wait"

Pax Sr.: So High School

-> "Truth, dare, spin bottles / You know how to ball, I know Aristotle"

Evey: My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

-> "'Cause he took me out of my box / Stole my tortured heart / Left all these broken parts / Told me I'm better off / But I'm not"

Dancer: Fortnight

-> "And for a fortnight there, we were forever / Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather / Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors"

Eo: Cassandra

-> "Bet they never spared a prayer for my soul / You can mark my words that I said it first / In a mourning warning, no one heard"

Julian: Robin

-> "You got the dragonflies above your bed / You have a favorite spot on the swing set / You have no room in your dreams for regrets"

Volga: I Hate it Here

-> "I hate it here so I will go to lunar valleys in my mind / When they found a better planet, only the gentle survived / I dreamed about it in the dark, the night I felt like I might die"

Orion: So Long, London

-> "And you say I abandoned the ship / But I was going down with it / My white-knuckle dying grip / Holding tight to your quiet resentment"

Lysander: The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

-> "You kicked out the stage lights, but you're still performing / And in plain sight you hid / but you are what you did / And I'll forget you, but I'll never forgive / the smallest man who ever lived"

Should I do other albums?

[littlespacereader]

It’s wayyyyy to early in the morning to be writing this but I must!! I just had a dream about V from V for Vendetta and I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.

If you haven’t seen the movie I highly recommend it! As a marvel and dc comics fan, this movie blew my expectations when it comes to a comic book adaptation.

I remember watching the film years ago and being like “Wow, V gives me Caregiver vibes” despite being new to regression at the time. Now for those of you who’ve seen the film I’m sure you’re like “Clara you can’t be serious” but hear me out!

In the film he has this gentle way about him when he first meets Evey. Like he cooks for her and he wears a cute little apron! Plus on top of this he dances with her and save her when she’s in trouble. I really feel like he would just be so gentle and kind to a Little! Plus I feel like a Little would be just what he needs to heal himself.

I know the whole prison scene isn’t a good look for him but for the sake of this Headcannon we’re gonna choose to ignore it and pretend it didn’t happen.

With that rant session out of the way I present to you:

V Caregiver Headcannons🌹

Tw- past trauma (all from V’s past)

This version of London is aware of regression and regressors but it is strictly not allowed. Anyone buying supplies, toys for themselves or anything that could even remotely hint to them being a Regressor are arrested right away.

V saved you from being arrest while you were out trying to buy supplies for yourself. (maybe a sippy up, or a pacifier, or maybe diapers or pull-ups)

He immediately knows you’re a Regressor and offers to protect and take care of you at his home. This world wasn’t accepting of regression and Regressor as a whole and this man saved your life and wanted to be your caregiver so you said yes and accepted his invitation.

Once you get to start to know V you realize he’s been alone for a long time. He’s never trusted anyone enough to bring them back to his safe house. So you feel honored to be the first. He happily shows you around, pointing out all the stolen artifacts he’s collected over the years.

When it comes to your regression, he is all for whatever your needs are. Doesn’t matter to him if you like/need diapers or pull-ups, or sippy cups or bottles. Whatever is a part of your regression is a part of your regression and he is more than happy to accommodate.

He loves to dance. Whether it’s slow dancing or fast. His particular favorite is slow dancing because he loves to hold his little one close and sway with them in his arms. It’s his fool proof way of getting them sleepy for bedtime or nap time.

If he want to get them sleepy, he’ll put on some slow music and pick them up, swaying back and forth while humming the song. Works every time!

Sometimes he just wants to dance with them. He’s been teaching them different styles of dance moves he’s learned over the years, though his little ones favorite is to just stand on his feet as he holds their hands and sways back and forth.

The two of you have movie marathons together. You alternate every other night watching one of his favs then your favs. He’s a big movie person so he’s always interesting in watching anything. But usually his little one doesn’t make it through the whole film without falling asleep. But he doesn’t mind at all, and honestly he finds it adorable watching them nod off and eventually fall asleep watching the movie.

He’s a big cuddle bug but you would have never known if you didn’t cuddle with him first. The thing about V is he’s very insecure about himself. He’s afraid you’ll be disgusted by him because of his injuries and burns. But it couldn’t be farther from the truth. While watching a movie together, you cuddle up to him, stretching your legs across his lap and resting your head on his shoulder. He freezes at first but then cautiously wraps his arms around you only for you to cuddle closer. The whole thing makes him feel so loved and accepted, something he’s never felt before Y/N.

One thing V is very solid about is his mask. He wears it at all times. While you asked him to see him without the mask he has always refuses. It’s a hard boundary for him, one you respect when you learn about his past.

Because of this he greatly respects your boundaries when it comes to anything and everything. He never wants to make you feel uncomfortable.

V loves to cook! He may not be a Gordon Ramsey type cook, he is very good at cooking. He loves when his little one helps him prepare meals and always prefers the two of them to sit at the table every night and enjoy their dinner together.

The only time you’ve ever seen his burns is when you’re cooking together. He takes his gloves off and begins to cook. But he eventually notices you staring at his hands. He goes to cover them once more but you stop him and instead hold his hand in yours to show it doesn’t bother you. This small gesture means everything to him. There may have been a tear or two under that mask.

He always wears this pink ruffled dress apron which looks so funny on someone as sharply dressed as him. It always make you giggle and he always jokes about it. “You don’t like Papa’s apron? I thought I looked lovely in it?” *poses* This is followed by Y/N almost falling out of their chair with laughter.

He loves to play pretend. Doesn’t matter what it is, he just loves to chase or get chased around the house with his little one running away or after him. They usually play knights in shinning armor together after V teaches them how to fence.

He’s definitely a Caregiver that would talk to your stuffies. “Does Fluffy want anything to eat? No? Alright then. I don’t want Fluffy to feel left out of breakfast. We mustn’t forget Fluffy after all.”

[gx-gameon]

I’ve held my tongue for long enough.

“Down Bad” from Taylor swifts new album is evey Atem ship

Like I’m sorry this man swept in. Showed them that the world was ‘bigger than us.’ Introducing them to the world of shadows and duel monster spirits.

They saved the world together with him and expanded their world view.

Only to leave them. ‘Sent them back where they came from’

Like he’s gone and never coming back and the whole song is about how the significant other can’t accept that.

“They’ll tell me I’m nuts if I talk about the existence of you.” Like how do you tell anyone who didn’t know Atem about how heart broken you are?

This song works for all Atem ships.

But the king of this song is puzzle/blindshipping “like I lost my twin.” Is a crazy line for her to say and no one owns it like these two.

“Beam me up in a cloud of sparkling dust.”

I don’t make the rules. I just report my findings.

[seriesxwriting]

He makes me smile

Pairing- rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Series- outer banks

Summary- you and Rafe are broken up but one happy birthday text could change all that.

Warnings- kissing, I’m guessing swearing, drinking? Mention of drugs.

“Y/n!!” “Hey girl get into the party” I giggled opening the door wide to let my friend in. “Happy birthday girl ugh I haven’t seen you in ages” she wrapped her arms around me tight squeezing me. “I’m so glad you could make it Jade” I rubbed her back grime closing the door. “Your not even drunk yet are you? Come on it’s almost one it’s not even your birthday anymore and your not drunk?!” She exclaimed dragging me by my wrist towards the garden.

I stepped out to join all my friends as they were drunkenly dancing. It made me giggle and feel a bit warmer inside. I didn’t really feel like drinking I wasn’t in the mood. Evey where I step in my house I remember how Rafe was here for my party a year ago. And now he wasn’t. But drinking would be the best way to forget about that. “What he having? Oh you have rum!” Jade squealed reaching over for it.

“I’ll have the rum” I laughed under my breath. “Y/n! This is our song come and dance!” Nelly yelled from the dance floor. “I’ll be over in a moment hun” I yelled waiting patiently for my drink. In that moment my phone dinged. My eyes dried and my lips parted as a shock wave came over me.

“Who’s that- you look like you’ve just seen a ghost” Jane stopped what she was doing. “It’s um- it’s Rafe” I stuttered staring at my phone in disbelief. “Did I just hear the name Rafe?” Evie stopped as she was walking past with Izzy. “He- said happy birthday” I swallowed still not knowing what to do or even say. In fact my whole body was stand still and couldn’t be moved.

“No- no no no no no no” Izzy shook her head “he’s just being a dick and trying to lead you on” she explained giving it straight to me. “What do I say” I looked at them blankly. “Just put T-Y” Jane shook her head holding two drinks in her hand. “I’m just going to say thank you” I bit my lip while typing the message. “You really should wait till the morning, leave him waiting a bit” Evie told me shrugging her shoulders. “Too late”.

“What did you say?” She replied sipping her own drink. “I said thank you rafe” “no! Why’d you say his name now you made it personal” Jane gritted her teeth together before shaking her head and holding my drink out. “It is person- it always will be with him” “it doesn’t matter actually, put your phone away and get pissed with me, I half and halfed your drink”. I was about to turn my phone off before Rafe sent another message and my phone dinged. “What’d he say?” Izzy asked reserved, squinted one eye.

“He asked to meet and talk at our spot” “he knows your at a party you put it on your story” Jane reminded me with a lifted up eyebrow showing that she clearly wanted me to say no or just ignore him. But I didn’t. “I just need to see this through, it’s been a long time” “you mean you just need to see him” Evie folded her arms. “I haven’t seen him in a long time” I bit my lip. “Y/n please don’t ruin your birthday with that Twat” Izzy begged me fluttering her eyebrows.

“I’ve already said yes, I won’t be long our spot is like a five minute walk from my house” I smiled confidently, happily. “Your making a mistake girl you can do so much better” Betty told me appearing from nowhere to re fill her drink. “Exactly!” “But what if I’m not, I just need to talk to him clear things up but I’m not going to let him push me around” I explained starting to walk backwards. “Do not walk out of that door y/n y/l/n” Jane put her finger out at me.

The warning meant nothing, I turned around and bolted out of my garden and through the house to my door. I could hear people chasing me but I didn’t have time to check who. “I need to see this through, I’m sorry, love you I’ll be back soon byeee!” I shouted as I slammed the door behind me and in the girl’s faces . I took a deep breath looking at the dark night sky before setting off. It was only a little walk, down to the field next to my house. When I got to the road I saw rafes dirtbike out the front.

Turning down the slip road I walked with my heart punching my chest. The nerves were piling up. Then I saw him. He was sprawled out across our bench on his phone, his helmet under his arm. He looked hot. I brought my hand up to my mouth and made a coughing sound to let him know I was there. “Y/n” he jumped up scanning me with his eyes. “It’s like two degrees why aren’t you wearing a coat?” “I don’t plan on staying long Rafe, I have a party to get back to”.

“I know- it’s shit timing from me, but I’ve been building up to this for a while” he blinked looking across from me. “You don’t have to be scared of me y/n you can sit down” he backed away sitting down on the other end of the bench. “I’m not scared of you Rafe” I sighed making my way over to him. “I’m scared about why you asked me to come” “why do you think” he sighed sitting back but keeping his eyes on me. “You don’t want to know my answer, it doesn’t put you in a very good light”.

He sighed sounding stressed. “because I made a fucking mistake” “I know you did” I shrugged honestly feeling my body start to shiver. Rafe noticed too, that’s when he began removing his coat and jumper to give to me. “I don’t need them” “stop being like dat, before you catch a cold” he rolled his eyes thrusting them towards me. I bit my lip taking the jumper off him and throwing it on my back. “That’s all I’m taking” “still stubborn” he smirked, i couldn’t help but smile.

He just had some effect over me, when he smiled it made me smile. He makes me smile. “Seriously y/n- I miss you and I’m genuinely ready to put that shit that pushed you away- away- in fact I’m ready to burn it” “your ready to stop going out and doing coke with your friends?” “Yes” rafe nodded looking serious dead straight into my eyes. “Your ready to stop doing weed?” “Yes” “what about starting fights? Misbehaving, leaving me on delivered?” I folded my arms sitting back on the bench.

“Lying to me, ditching me, coming home late…” “y/n I’m not going to sit here and lie to you, I’m not going to say it’s going to stop all at once all together but i promise that I will try my best to be the person you want me to be and with time all that shit will be behind us” Rafe explained cutting me off, he slid over to me putting a hand on my thigh for comfort.

“Rafe- I want to believe that’s true, you don’t know how much I want to, but I can’t go through this again I can’t be happy and then have you tear it away from me again rafe” I shook my head feeling the tears prick in my eyes. “My life since you, has only gone down hill and I’ve realised that you are my person I don’t- I don’t know how to prove that your the only person I want for the rest of my life” he sighed putting his forehead on top of mine.

“After everything that happened- do you really expect me to trust you” I asked him softly feeling one of them tears fall down my face. “No- but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t try and get you back” he whispered wiping my tear off my face with his thumb carefully dragging it across my soft skin.

“I want things to go back to how they were Rafe, but is there too much history?” I swallowed nervous to know what he thought. “The history is what’s going to make us stronger y/n”. I looked up at him sadly not knowing if that’s what I believed. “You don’t- have to decide now, take as long as you need god knows I took my time realising that I wanted you” “but that’s not fair Rafe” I shook my head.

“That’s me leading you on- i didn’t like when you did that to me and I’m not about to do it to you” “so- what do you want to do?” He asked slowly. I swallowed sitting forwards looking Rafe in the eyes. “I want a trial, I don’t want labels on anything but I want to give it a month and if you’ve earned back my trust you can make me your girlfriend after that- if you haven’t, we are done- done done” I folded my arms seriously.

“So- your giving me a chance” “mmh” I hummed as a smiled unfolded on my face. “You won’t regret it” he told me taking my hand and laying a kiss on it. “Come on Rafe I hated your lying not your kisses” I rolled my eyes and held my hand behind his head pushing him towards my face. I felt a laugh vibrate from his lips as they met with mine. I usually knew him to be more rough but he was ever so gentle with me. When we pulled away he leant his forehead on mine.

“So what’s your plan for the rest of the night” I whispered brushing my fingers through his brunette hair. “No plans” he chuckled shrugging his shoulders. “Wanna come back to my motive, you can stay?” “You- sure?” He chewed his lip pulling away slightly. “You will get some dirty looks obviously, my friends all do hate you but I’m sure you’ll grow on them”. Rafe through his head back laughing “challenged accepted.”

“I know you don’t want labels, but your mine right?” “I’m yours rafe, for now” I giggled, he smirked shaking his head. “For the rest of our lives babe”.

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[yellowcry]

If you were never kissed? So what?

Mirabel doesn't get kissing

Madrigay days prompt two: Kiss

Mirabel doesn't really get kissing. 

Why do people find it appearsing? To suck their tongues against each other? Get their faces together into far too uncomfortable space. The thought of having to suck somebody's mouth is gross enough to make her gag. 

She knows other people like it. Her parents, Tía Pepa and Tío Felix. Even Dolores with Mariano. What was good in that? The fact that Mamá gave her kisses on a cheek every so often was awful enough (Or just awkward). Disgusting with oily saliva. It would be so much worce if she had to kiss on a mouth. Because according to Camilo, you feel way more sensations this way. Of course he would've known. He had a new crush, like, every other week.

Even looking at it was gross. Thankfully Dolores and Mariano weren't very physically affectional. Mirabel wouldn't stand it if she had to see them accompanying their parents.

"We aren't kids, you don't have to act like it's gross," Camilo chuckled, observing Mirabel's reaction to how Dolores and Mariano finished a passionate song with a romantic blow.

Mirabel rolled her eyes, of course, it was Camilo who was an annoying cousin. "I can't understand what is good in this." Honestly, she would rather to do anything else instead of whatever it was.

"Pff, don't act like you haven't kissed." Camilo laughed, leaning back on the sofa.. "Why are you so secretive about your crushes?"

Mirabel's answer that she didn't have any was cut off when Luisa picked her, sobbing. The teenager gasped, feeling as she was squeezed as a stuffed toy. "IT WAS SO EMOTIONAL!" Mirabel creaked over this immerse power.

And Luisa was too. Mirabel stared down, ignoring the bile in the throat. Why did everyone liked kissing so much? How could anyone find it appeasing? The mouth was to eat, not for this. 

 

She sat by the window, drowning in a rapid sun The rays jumped away from her glasses, falling against the painted wood. According to Camilo, evey kid of their age dreamed of their romantic interest to kiss them. And it just made her wonder. How many of their classmates were in relationship? Mirabel never thought of it, she had never thought about the fact that other teenagers were getting into relationships. She didn't have friends. Only a bunch of acquaintances and compañero, she had to knew everyone in the town to held the same level with her family. But she wasn't actually close to anybody in a sense when she would talk about their personal life. So there was no way to say if most people of her age were interested in dating. And in her family it wasn't much better. Camilo was very open about his passion for boys. Dolores dated Mariano. And while Mirabel wasn't much aware of her sisters, she heard Isabela and Dolores gossiping about Luisa liking somebody. It only left Antonio and Isabela. The first didn't even count, he was five. And Isabela has no stability to say anything.

The walls closed over Mirabel. The room was bigger than nursery where she stayed before, but nothing compared to the magic rooms. But, well, they planned the same size for everyone when rebuilding Casita so it would be fair. She lacked so many things. And if being giftless was something ay least common, then most people needed relationship. It left Mirabel dumbfounded as she tried to grasp onto the concept. 

"Hey, Mirabel?" Isabela peeked in through the coloured door. "We're going for a ride, are you with us?"

The first-born grandchild stared for a moment, taking in Mirabel's very unhappy state. Mirabel stared up at her. "Not really," She shrugged. "I'm a bit busy."

"If you're trying to overthink the cracks then Casita's fine. I'll personally beat it with a cactus if there's anything strange."

Mirabel fixed her glasses. Isabela had dated Mariano, right? She had probably knew what was nice in kissing stuff. And for now she wasn't looking for a date, so maybe it would be easier for Isabela to understand Mirabel's point of view. 

"I just thought about that scene Dolores and Mariano had played." And about Camilo's words, but it was left out. "What is so good about kissing? Did you like it?" 

She sees how her sister's face shifts to awkward. "This is really strange question to ask. Even in my rating."

"Well, you was in relationship albeit arranged, so I figured out you can know something."

"I didn't like it with Mariano, but it's fair as I didn't love him in the first place. And we haven't done it much. Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm pretty sure Mariano wasn't comfortable as well." Isabela shrugged, taking a place next to Mirabel. It didn't really give any information. But, maybe Mirabel had to see this coming. Isabela wasn't in relationship because she wanted it 

Mirabel slipped. So was you supposed to like person? But what the difference would it make, the sensation should be the same. "It's strange, I can't understand why anyone would like this." 

"Well, I can't understand why anyone would date a boy and yet two of our cousins don't agree." 

Mirabel sighed, at this point she could as well believe that it was some prank and everyone was joking on her. Because again, how in the world of God anybody would like kissing?

Isabela sighed, nugging her. "Don't put your head down. Who cares about stupid kisses? I mean sure, I would like some nice lady by my hand, but there's so many amazing plants to discover."

The younger sister chuckled. Did she learnt anything about kissing stuff? No. But, maybe it wasn't what she cared about for now. At all.

[hotvampireadjacent]

Absolutely throwing me for a loop everytime you post about Pickles because my friend recently got a puppy and her name is Pickles. Evey post has me being like 'Pickles did WHAT?!' before I remember no wait that's another Pickles who happens to be a cat.

hahhahhaha. i like to call him picki around the house for short. i like to sing little songs about the cats that live here, as one does

'piki piki pickles piki piki pickles. good morning picki how are you"

[existential-life-crisis]

☆ Get to know me :) (updated)☆

Hi! A bit of info to start with: I'm a minor; a lesbian; and a cis girl (she/her).

Ethnicity and language

I live in England and currently only speak English fluently however I am currently studying both French and German! (German is definitely my favourite of the 2)

Subjects and Interests

My favourite subjects are Maths and Classical Civilisation but I enjoy most subjects. (Lessons can still suck tho bc dam some teachers can be boring)

I enjoy drawing, playing games, reading (books and fics), listening to music and watching youtube.

Video games

I have a few favourite games at the minute:

• Hades

• Horizon: Zero Dawn and Forbidden West

• Genshin Impact

Finished games I still love:

• Astro Bot (its a vr game abt a little robot)

• Spiderman PS4

• Spiderman PS5 Miles Morales

• Portal 1 and 2 ♡♡♡

I am also 100% a completionist so if I finish a game I probably have 100% on it.

Reading

My fav books are everything Rick Riordan but i plan to read some other stuff as well soon.

My fav characters from the main series are Nico, Leo, Frank and Lester/Apollo but I do love pretty much all of the main cast. I haven't read Magnus Chase or Kane Chronicles since I was a kid so I'm gonna reread those before deciding favourites but I think they were Alex and Carter. Also, in love with all of the side characters even if they are 90% hc.

My fav canon ships/friendships are

• solangelo (Will x Nico)

• percabeth (Percy x Annabeth)

• frazel (Frank x Hazel) (But I do hc that either Frank was younger or Hazel was older bc the age gap was a bit strange in canon, being 13 and 16. Its a bit inconsistent , as all ages are in PJO, but if time works normally Hazel should be 14 and therefore definitely older than Nico too but thats a topic for another time)

• shelper (or shipper as I like to call them) (Shel x Piper)

• Lost trio (platonic)

• PJO trio (platonic) (Grover my baby, why must they always forget you)

• Lester and Meg (I dont think i have to say this but platonic) (please say I don't have to say that. No one ships that right)

• Reyna and Thalia (platonic) (omg let aroace characters exist in peace) (no hate if u ship it but my gods)

Fanon ships/friendships

• Valgrace (Leo x Jason) (but aroace Leo is still amazing)

• Pollen (Apollo x Darren) (Is this entirely about Dear Reader by wrongcaitlyn? Yes. Do I care? Nope. Am I insanly invested in their relationship? Oh absolutely.)

• Nico and Leo (platonic) (This had no reason to not be canon and had every reason to be and I will never forgive Rick for this until he fixes it)

• Frank and Leo (platonic) (I swear every book they would fix their relationship and then as soonas the next one starts they would hate each other again)

• Nico and evey side character ever (platonic) (especially year round campers) (bc hes genuinely just a nice guy)

• Will and Clarrise (platonic) (this is kinda canon but all we really know is that he can calm her down)

Feel free to ask for fic recs if u want them.

Music

My fav music artist is 'Grandson'. (He writes rock/alternative/indie/rap (?) music often about political/social/personal issues.)

But I listen to tons of other kinds of music too from metal to pop to instrumentals by a ton of different artists:

• Måneskin (italian rock band)

• Polyphia (instumental, primarily guitar, math rock)

• Chappell Roan (yk who that is)

• Chase Atlantic (u have probably heard at least 1 of their songs, pop/alternative/indie/r&b)

• Dutch Melrose (alternative/indie/pop)

• Mother Mother (yk who that is right?)

• Eminem (right?)

• MSI (punk/alternative/rock)

And a whole lot more

I also play guitar (acoustic and electic).

TV

Loveeee Spiderman: Into and Across the spider verse.

My fav characters are Miles, Hobie, Pavitr, Spidernoir and Gwen but I love all of them.

Shows:

• Avatar the Last Airbender

• The Legend of Korra

• Batman: the animated series

• Voltron :)

Beliefs

Im an atheist but I support people of all religions. I support Palestine. I am left liberal (again I'm British so keep that in mind, I know nothing abt US politics besides the basic/well known stuff). I believe in equal rights for all groups and am open to other ideas and perspectives.

If you cant respect that then please get of my page. You don't have to agree with me but you do have to respect me and others.

Thats all for now.

Byeee ♡♡♡

[blackpink-jane]

　　　 ꢾ꣒　　𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧arios ! < 2017 >

　　　　　𐔌　　disclaimers: hurtful comments, bullying, not proofread.

𝐢. shake it off

　　　 ໒ྀི꒰ ◞ ‌ ◟ ꒱ྀིა‎　｡　｡ © blackpink-jane .

"I told her this would happen, and yet, she insisted it he this show with this cast."

"Okay, Minseok, the last thing Jane needs to hear right now is a bunch of I-told-you-sos !"

"But I warned her ! And no look at her, sobbing in a dressing room minutes before having to go on stage. Pathetic."

Jisoo grits her teeth at the voices that are traveling through the thin walls of their dressing room, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. She feels her anger rise with eat hurtful comment she reads about her member, and she fights the urge to clap back to each and every one of them.

But that would only make things worse, and as her gaze moves up from her screen, to her curled up member on the grey couch across from her, she knows Jane needs anything but.

With her knees clutched stiffly to her chest, tears inked with mascara run down Jane's inked cheeks. Lisa holds her tightly, resting her head on her unnie's knees, struggling struggling hold back her own tears at the sight of someone she's learned to be so strong, break.

Chaeyoung rubs soothing circles on her heaving back, evey now and then whispering encouraging phrases like "It's not true, and we all know it," and "you did amazing in the show unnie !". All while Jennie is searching Jane's bag for the latter's cellphone.

"That's it."

All three girls turn to look at Jisoo as she storms over the corner she had been standing in. With a fierce look etched into her features, she crouches down in front of Jane, and takes her shaky hands in her steady ones.

"No more tears. You have never been the kind of person to let meaningless comments get you down. You worked hard on this drama, juggling both that and schedule, did you not ?"

Jane snifs and nods, eyes focusing in on Jisoo's serious ones.

"So those words they're saying means nothing. They don't miraculously changed how hard you worked, or how well the drama is doing. What's that one line you're always say from the Taylor Swift song ?"

Clearing her tight throat, Jane's voice comes out shaky. "Players gonna play, haters gonna hate, baby I'm just gonna-"

The familiar song suddenly start playing from somewhere, and Jane furrows her brows as she looks around. Jennie stands triumphantly on the coffee table, the hand holding her phone raises high in the air, the Swift song playing on full volume.

Jane can't help it. The smile that pulls at her lips is out of habit. I mean, it's Taylor Swift people !

"That's what I like to see, now come on !"

Jane let's out a gasp when he's pulled up abruptly by Jisoo, and the older clutched her hands tightly as they begin to dance around the dressing room together, the rest of the members shortly after joining in.

This is what friendship is, Jane thinks to herself, her shoulder feeling lighter and her heart far less hurt as Jisoo spins her around as if they were in a ballroom.

[crazycatgirl420]

First Lines

I'm not sure if this is the first line of the whole fic or the first line of the part I'm currently working on so...since I don't actually know the rules I'll just do whichever feels right for it Kay? Cool.

1) Ellie sat on a stool on the stage, a simple black dress shimmering under the light. She was supposed to sing some sad love song tonight but all she could think about was the death of Robin the Second. Looking at the crowd of Gotham Citizens she wondered if they even knew yet.

This one is still a draft but it's teenage singer Danielle in an dp×DC universe. The song that inspired the first chapter was actually a cover of the Beatles song Blackbird.

2) Sam wasn't related to her by blood, but Grandma Ida had always loved her for who she was. Sam would never truly worry about money, though she had spent most of her savings on her car and the apartment, because Grandma wouldn't let Sam go hungry or cold. A thousand dollars would be sent to Sam's bank account evey month, and had been since she was a baby.

The next chapter of Gotham's Black Rose is a bit of a struggle for me right now, it takes place after they've moved to Gotham, about them settling in and finding their footing in a new city, and Sam does some reflection on her relationship with her adopted Grandma.

3) "Father, Grandfather, Uncles," Danny greeted as he walked into the dinning room and sat down. The adults all looked at him, but Danny just smiled.

"Who let a kid in here?" - "Uncles?" - "Father?" - "Who are you?"

They all spoke at once but Danny waited for them to quiet down before he spoke up.

"Daniel Bertinelli, or Constantine if you check magical lineage, or Wayne if you ask for my mother's biological father's last name."

"I've got a kid?" The blond Constantine dropped his cigarette.

"...Helena Bertinelli is my daughter?" Bruce Wayne stared at the table as if the wood would make any of this easier.

The next part of The Fine Print where 'everyone' finds out they've had children they didn't know about.

4) Gotham was not a good city to be homeless in, Danny learned. It was cold at night, and rained at least once a week, and he never knew here he was going to sleep.

My Project R fic is not doing too well, I'm not sure why or what to do with it.

5) When Paulina imagined her Graduation from High School, she never would've pictured this for herself. She was Eighteen, turning Nineteen this summer. She thought she'd be dating Dash or Star, that she'd be taking photos and going out to dinner with either of them or maybe the cheer team would meet up.

Of course she never would've predicted Phantom. Couldn't have imagined Fenton. And you can't predict an unexpected baby. That's what makes them unexpected.

But here she was. Kneeling on the grass of the football field, blue Graduation gown the only thing protecting her JJ House designer dress from stains, and her heels starting to sink into the dirt.

"Grad-u-lates Pauli," Ellie said, carefully, with a toothy smile and her happy bright blue eyes. Her little arms went up, hands grabbing at the air. "Uppies?"

It's a Paulina/Danny raise baby Danielle in Gotham fic idk if it's going to go anywhere but I find it cute to think about.

6) Soul dreams were a safe place, at least they were usually. A neutral place where souls met to bring each other into their lives. How the soul dream took shape depended on who was asleep first, and was still asleep when the other joined them.

I hit a self doubt wall with my first soulmate fic, I wanted to analyze Jazz's sense of responsibility towards Danny and her tendency to treating him as a child even while acknowledging he's a teenager. I also wanted to analyze Dick's relationships with his own siblings once I picked him as Jazz's soulmate for this fic. I'm not sure if I should go back to my notes and try again or if I should give up on it entirely for a different soulmate fic.

7) I'm not sure if cleaning the Fenton house was a good idea anymore. Jasmine Fenton sat on the couch in front of me, her hands clasped together and a strange look on her face.

My self instert fic has hit a wall so hard I decided I am going to change it completely. I tried I struggled and I had no idea what I was doing. Here's the last I had for it as it is now though.

Okay! So there's my 7 current WIPs sorta. I haven't had the heart to actually remove anything from my list of projects even though I'm done trying to write for some of them. I did my best though! And I'm proud of what I learn every time I try something new.

I think I'm supposed to tag other people to play too so I guess I'll tag @faeriekit @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @evandarya @spooky-fm @p0ssym1lker

Okay I'm not brave enough to tag more people in a silly game, maybe next time. I'd like to thank @weirdfishy for tagging me, sorry it took me so long to make play too! This was fun once I stopped over thinking it.

[circusgoth-dotcom]

Scenes From The Shadow Gallery

Ship: V x Companion

Word Count: 962

Summary: Wanted to get something out before the end of Guy Fawkes Day, so here's the scenes in which Evey is initially brought to the Shadow Gallery and how they would play out with my s/i being there. CWs for imprisonment (though technically for both Evey and V's safety), food mentions, fire mention.

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife @dudefrommywesterns @rexscanonwife

Companion had been at V’s side through every step of their plans thus far, but they had been separated when fleeing the hijacking of Britain’s largest newscasting outlet. Upon reaching the Shadow Gallery alone, Companion prepared for V’s return. He knew he had escaped, so there was only time to pass.

It was hardly even an hour before V finally turned up.

“My love,” Companion greeted as he rose from an elegant chaise. The two approached each other and he held the sides of his mask in his hands.

“My stars,” V gently took away their hands, holding onto them. “There’s something we need to discuss.”

Companion cocked his head to the side. “What is it? I thought everything’s been going according to…?”

“There’s been… a slight curveball. You remember the young woman I crossed paths with?”

Companion nodded.

“She worked at the Tower. She lent a hand in my escape, but in the process she was knocked unconscious by my assailant. I couldn’t leave her there.”

“So she’s here?”

V nodded. “Our bedroom.”

Companion’s hands slipped out of his as they anxiously wiped their palms on their trousers. “I suppose we have to keep her here, then.”

“Yes.”

“What’s she like?”

Companion could hear the smile in V’s voice as he answered, “I’m not sure yet. But I think she’s more like us than she is like them. Now then,” he approached a jukebox containing more songs blacklisted by the Norsefire party than not and began to browse. “How about some music?”

~~~

A few songs passed before Evey came out of the bedroom, intrigued by the sound of the jukebox. She jumped when Companion appeared behind it.

“You must be our guest.”

“Who are you?”

They smiled and walked around the jukebox. “V’s partner.” He extended his hand, “Pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

She hesitantly shook it. “What am I doing here?”

“Because your forehead’s swole up to a goose egg, that’s what. Ah, speaking of V…” As Companion spoke, V entered the room and Evey turned to face him. “Why don’t I let him explain what’s happening while I get you something to put on that lump?”

V nodded at him and Companion took his leave. When he returned with a bag of frozen peas, Evey had gone and V was standing to the side, appearing disgruntled. Companion sighed.

“Well, so much for these. Let me guess, she doesn’t want to stay.”

“Unfortunately for all of us. But you know what will happen if we let her go.”

Companion set aside the peas and embraced him, resting their head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around them, pressing the lips of his mask against the top of their head.

“Don’t worry, my love,” Companion hummed. V said nothing. “Just be patient with her. Any plans for breakfast?” They stepped back, looking up at him.

“Hmm… egg in a basket, perhaps? Thick-cut bacon for you, of course…” He affectionately ran his hand over their short hair.

“That sounds lovely, I'm sure Evey will be more than happy to discuss things after a meal like that."

“Yes, you’re probably right, who knows when she had lunch. We should get some rest.”

~~~

The next morning, V got up and made breakfast while Companion turned on the radio and read the morning newspaper, smiling cynically over the way their government tried to cover up V’s heroic deeds.

“Do you think we’ll make a difference?” He asked. V looked up from the stove.

“That’s up to what the masses take away from my call to action, isn’t it, my dear?”

“But do you think they listened?”

V looked over his shoulder. “I know it’s easy to be pessimistic, Companion, but look what we’ve done so far. Somebody, even if it’s just one person, listened yesterday. Eventually, it will snowball. But until then, we can only rely on optimism, yes?”

Companion swallowed, nodding in agreement as he closed the paper.

“V--” Evey had appeared, looking sheepish. V turned completely toward her.

“Ah, bonjour mademoiselle.”

“I wanted to apologize for how I reacted last night.”

“Hm.”

“I understand what you’ve done for me and I want you to know that I’m grateful…” She trailed off as her eyes shifted away from his mask. “Your hands…”

“Yes…” V quickly turned away to put on his gloves while Companion stood and began to pour fresh tea. “There, that’s better. I hope I didn’t put you off your appetite.”

“Oh, no, please, I just… are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” V mumbled, losing himself in the cooking again.

“Do you mind if I ask what happened?”

“There was a fire,” V and Companion spoke at once, both freezing and refusing to look at Evey.

“We were both in it, but V… suffered the most,” Companion continued, stretching his own gloved hands before chuckling softly. “You should see my back.”

“It’s ancient history, for some,” V added.

“But it doesn’t make for very good table conversation, so,” Companion held up the tea tray, “Would you like some tea with your eggs?”

“Oh, yes, that would be wonderful, I’m starving actually…”

“Then please, take a seat,” V instructed, plating the toast he had made and placing it on the table. Evey sat and Companion handed her one of the cups.

“I never caught your name,” she mentioned to him. “You only introduced yourself as V’s partner…”

“Yes, Evey, this is my dearest Companion. We’ve been through many a disquiet together.” V squeezed one of their hands affectionately.

“But his name…?”

“That’s it. Companion,” they explained before smiling. “Bit on the nose, isn’t it?” They took up their own seat as V served a second plate.

“Aren’t you going to eat?”

“Thank you for the concern, Evey, but I already have.”

[blvberriee]

Knowing about you

Pairing | Bang chan x reader

Gener | fluff, flirting

Part | 1

Summary| obviously, dating chan is like evey girl's dream in the collage. Talented, rich, famous and the guy who looks like a perfect example of daydream.

But all he cares about he's friend's group which means the world to him, he's studies and music but when he met Y/n who had the same craze about music and for some strange reason he felt she was someone just like him. He felt she was the one

She really was.

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Chapter | 1

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The music coming from guitar echoed in the empty hall.

A girl was holding some havy books in one hand while trying to open her bag on the other hand, she looked around hoping for a place she can put her bag so than she can open it but there's wisn't.

She had to borrow some books from library because of exams. Suddenly a heavenly voice dipped in honey made her ears blessed, The music can make anyone hypnotised.

She couldn't help but get followed towards the faint music coming from the hall.

She peeked her head a bit from the door. Her lips parted as her eyes detailed.

A angelic looking guy was sitting on the front chair, playing he's guitar while singing with closed eyes.

Short soft blonde curly hair, soft pink kissable lips, sharp nose.

Everything was unexplainable about this guy, is it even possible to look this good? This heavenly? This perfect.

She started smiling with closed eyes and softly bopping her head with the rhythm of song and he's soft heart warming voice.

Suddenly the song stopped as she looked up at him, he was looking at her curiously "Ah, uh i- well I just wanted to put these book in my back but I was lost in your m-music!"

He said noting just kept looking, he's eyebrows relaxed but he's eyes were still fixed on her, it was kinda awkward because both said nothing after that just kept on staring at each other.

"I-i won't disturb you anymore!" she quickly turned but ended up hitting her leg on a desk making all her books fall "Fuck!" she snapped making the blonde guy chuckle softly.

She heard footsteps as she turned it was him making he's way towards her. "Let me help you miss-" she just stood there frozen, this guy looks more angelic from up this close, he's soft smile which can make any girl melt and faint.

The guy's smile widened as he noticed her staring at him like she is lost. "Done staring?" she blinked as her eyes widened "I wisn't! I was looking at-"

she pointed at he's hair, he touched he's hair in confusion as she lifted her index finger up pointing at the ceiling "-I was looking at the wall color! Isn't it good??" she awkwardly laughed.

He snorted "Anyways" she said as she cleared her throat "You can call me L/n"

He nodded with a smile "You can call me chris" she looked at him like he said something in a alien language "Isn't your name chan-?" she asked confused.

He smirked and leaned down to her height as she gulped nervously "That means you know me? Hmm?" she shook her head than realized something and nodded. He couldn't help but notice how adorable she is.

"No like, I heard there's a famous guy who is really good at singing and he's name is chan than u said you're chris so I assumed you're chan-" he started laughing as she looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Gosh, you're adorable" she was flushed "I gotta go!" she quickly crouched down to pick everything up. He smiled as he crouched beside her and started picking up those books with her. Suddenly their fingers brushed "Ah, sorry!" she snapped in shock

"No need to be" she looked at him as he said that, he's voice is so attracting, gosh it's unhealthy for her to be this addicted to a stranger's voice.

As she grabbed those books from he's hand she stood up and rushed out.

He kept on smiling as she rushed away.

~

He was practicing again when he's phone ranged, he picked up.

"Hello"

"Hello!? Where are you? Changbin and I've been waiting for you in the cafe!"

"On my way" he said before ending the call, he sighed as he packed the guitar.

~

"Where is this guy!?" han said while pouting and resting he's head on the desk, changbin shrugged he's shoulders "Singing i guess, he has been pulling all-nighter to practice he's singing" han sadly looked at changbin.

"He has been stressing too much, as a collage student he shouldn't stress so much"

Han said as changbin nodded. Suddenly they heard the cafe door open, it was chan.

"Hey guys!" chan waved with a smile. No matter how much he suffers he always hides he's pain under that big bright smile. He is like the sun, burns himself in order to give others light.

"Hey chan-hyung!" both beamed as they saw chan.

Can sat as they three started talking randomly.

"Guys, do u know anything about someone with L/N? Last name?" changbin and han nodded "Yeah, she is lee know's classmate but both fights alot" chan narrowed he's eyes "Fight?" han nodded

"Lee know hyung annoys Y/n all the time, tho y/n fights back and that's nothing new"

"So the girl he was talking about who hit lee know with a book was her?" chan asked while laughing, both laughed "Yes because lee know threw a fake spider on her which made her angry so she hit lee know hyung with her book"

Chan smirked, she is fun for sure, someone finally who can handel lee know's craze. Lee know is a troublemaker but she made him shut like she was the first person who didn't fear lee know.

Chan definitely wants to meet her again because he wants to know her better.

Thank you for reading chapter 1! Sending you you guys big hug(っ´▽`)っ

[svftlove-a]

deep down, nathaniel knows he can't begin to imagine how difficult this situation is for the other, but that didn't mean he couldn't try. he reaches out, placing a steady hand on ashton’s shoulder. “ you're not, you're not some dead guy. not to me, not to anyone who really matters. " his voice is gentle, but firm, as if it often was with his best friend. " besides, she isn't gonna care about any of that. she's three. to her, you'll just be … you. " and had him been around, he would have been the little girl's godfather, a title he'd saved just for him. there's a soft pause and dark hues search his best friend's features. " i know it's a lot, but you don't have to have all the answers all the time. it probably feels like hell right now, but it's okay — it’s okay not to know. none of us know what the hell happened. we’re just trying to make sense of it, too. and maisie ? she's gonna love you, you're my favorite person in the whole world, how can she not ? - i mean, unless you've never watched tangled, if you don't know evey tangled song by heart then there's a high chance she won't like you. "

“ yeah, yeah course. ” ashton nods quickly, agreement falling from his lips without a moment of hesitation. “ of course i want to meet her, i just - ” what if he screws it up. he doesn't know how to act with kids. what if this three year old sees right through him to all the messed up parts nate somehow doesn't seem to notice. kids are supposed to be intuitive. and if she hates him, what then? a hand rubs over tired features at the thought, pulling himself from the potential spiral it could lead to. “ i dont know what to say to a kid. ” he admits softly. “ fuck, i dont even know what to say to an adult. all they want to know is what happened on the plane, as if i have a clue. and she's had a whole existence that i've just... been some dead guy. ” perhaps if he'd just gone to the clinic he'd have been there for it, wouldn't be trying to fit back into a world that had moved on without them all.

[thehighpriestess1]

𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕖𝕘𝕦𝕞𝕚

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Warning : Slight yandere, Noncon kissing

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 • Both you and Megumi were brought up under Gojo Satoru so you'd often team up together and bully you sensei, While megumi was the quite kind you on the other hand would get on Gojo's nerve every chance you'd get, This made both of you a perfect team. You balanced eachother.

 • While you were stubborn and hot headed Megumi would think things through, you were the only one who could pull Megumi out of his thoughts on his bad days, you were not intrusive but something about your presence calmed him down. Over the time he found his safe space in you.

 • Best friend Megumi will always share his hoodies with you, he is very perticular about his things but something about you smelling like him makes him happy.

 • Best friend Megumi would share his playlists with you, he is a man of few words and many emotions, he finds it better to express himself through music. He would share his earphones with you and hope that you'd understand his feelings through the song playing.

 • Best Friend Megumi always keeps your hairtie on his wrist, once nobara asked for it and he declined, earning a punch from her.

 • Best friend Megumi would anxiously pace around the dorm if you don't return from the mission on time, the moment he sees you walk through the gates he would let out a deep breath he was holding for too long and his shoulders would visibly relax. He would make you dinner and tea without you asking for it, ever.

 • Best friend Megumi trains with you evey chance he gets, he would always teach you to defend yourself, he knows you're strong but you don't know when to back off, he can imagine you getting hurt because of your stubbornness and he doesn't like that image at all.

 • Best friend megumi would let you cuddle with him on movie nights, Yuji and Nobara would be surprised to see megumi so relaxed next to you, he would have his arm stretched across the back of couch and around your shoulder, he doesn't mind being so close to you, he likes it.

 • Best friend Megumi hates it when he sees yuji getting so close to you, You're his best friend and you belong with him, he would interrupt your conversation and slyly take you away.

 • Best friend Megumi hates it when your appreciate anyone other than him, On one particular mission you were fighting a grade 2 curse infront of you, megumi and yuji on either side fighting off other curses, you didn't notice a curse extending it's arm from the ground and grabbing your ankles, it swung you up in the air and just as you were about to crash onto the ground Yuji caught you and megumi exorcised the curse, the image of you in yuji's arm, thanking him for saving you didn't sit well with megumi, he was pouty the whole way and as soon as you reached your dorm megumi pulled you into his room and pulled you into his arm, you had to assure him the whole night that you were fine.

 • Best friend megumi decided that he would always be the one to save you, he would request gojo to send him on a mission with you, even agreeing to do the annoying tasks gojo makes him do.

 • Best friend Megumi would let you play with his dogs and would smile from a distance at his family infront of him, you and his dogs.

 • Best friend Megumi loves it when you call him "gumi" , "my gumi" though he doesn't show it.

 • Best friend Megumi will let you play with his hair and even lets you style it if you want to, he's yours and you had every right to do what you want.

 • Best friend Megumi would go on "dates" with you, he would gladly accompany you to amusement park and win gifts for you at every stall you go, will click photos with you in photobooth and keep a copy of it in his wallet safely, he will hold your hand all the time and will go on every ride you want to go to. He hates places like these but he loves your smile so much that he would bear it all for you.

 • Best friemd Megumi will be there for you after a bad breakup, none of your boyfriends liked your relationship with Megumi for some reason, When guys would ask Megumi to hook them up with you best friend megumi would either give them his number and later block them or give them a look which would make them run for their life.

 • Best friend Megumi would "deal" with the creeps for you, everytime a cguy harasses you he would show up next day infront of you covered in bruises and apologising like his life depends on it.

 • Whether you notice it or not, Best friend Megumi will always protect you, after all he was yours and you were his'.

 • Best friend megumi would gently run his fingers through your hair when you'd fall asleep cuddling, he would stroke your cheek with his thumb before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on your lips, gently pressing his lips and breathing in your breath, you were the most valuable person to him and he intended to keep you by his side forever.