#and of course way later on asked for his gf's hand in marriage

[chishigure]

"You know... I am part of the police force...~"

[littlesniggy]

Hi!! I've always wanted to request something from you!! I can't believe I almost missed it 😱 I'd like to request a scenario for Denjiro with a gf whose love language is physical touch. When in public, she's always doing little things like holding his pinky, or the hem of his sleeve, or scooting closer to him when it's crowded. Of course she goes full-on clingy when she's alone with him hehehe

I've been in love with this guy ever since he appeared on screen, it's so unfair 🤧💗

Hey @lazybutsmexy ! Thank you so much for requesting! I always feel like I'm not good at conveying feelings in fluffy scenarios but I hope you still like it! Also, I always have difficulties imagining people liking an overly clingy partner, but that's just me since I personally would find it annoying. But! I think Denjiro would find it charming in a way if it's not the 'annoying' type who would demand his attention 24/7. Hope you understand what I mean 🙈😅. Anyway, please enjoy!!

Warnings: none

Pairing: Denjiro x female reader

Word count: 900

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Usually, people were making room for him when he was walking through the streets of Hana no Miyako and he was at the point where he was expecting them to move aside but given what night of the year it was he could see past it. What bothered him, however, was how uncomfortable it seemed to make you; all those people shoving past each other, sweaty skin gliding against his, leaving a disgusting feeling and people generally having no room to walk freely.

Everyone was on their way to see the fireworks at the harbor and even though he knew how much you hated crowded places he also knew how much you enjoyed fireworks. He tried to convince you to watch them from his mansion but you had insisted to go all the way to the harbor, to see it from up close.

He smiled when he felt you inch closer to him, you small body trying to evade a man who was loudly laughing with his friends, a bottle of sake in his hand. Your hand, so tiny in comparison to his, was holding onto his ring finger; it felt so loose but every time you two were about to get separated you held on tightly. He was always surprised how well you’ve mastered the art of holding on.

“You know, I like it when you hold my finger like this but you’re really stupid for wanting to come here in the first place.” He chuckled into your ear, his words only for you to hear. Your face heated up a tiny bit, a small smile crossing your lips, liking how he somewhat shielded you from the people around you.

“It’s a small price to pay for a view like the one from the harbor.” You replied. He brushed a stray strand of hair out of your face before straightening his back again, walking a little bit in front of you to open up a path for you to walk.

When you arrived at the harbor, you two found a secluded place; it was your special place not everyone knew about. It was the place he took you on your third date where he asked you to be his girlfriend.

He helped you get up on the hill; it wasn’t visible from below, trees blocking the sight but once you were on top you had the perfect view over the bay. You simply loved it.

Denjiro laid down a huge blanked for the two of you to sit on, putting down the basket with a few snacks and good sake inside; he was always so well-prepared, you loved it. Sometimes, it made you feel like you were useless in this relationship but you knew this was far from the truth. Just how much always wanting to be close to him was your love language was his to be thoughtful and attentive.

“Here, I help you, darling.” He held out his hand for your to take in order to take a seat on the ground, the flowery yukata restricting your movements a little. You took him on his offer, being able to eventually sit comfortably on your butt. Denjiro took a seat slightly behind you, prepared for you to lean against him if you so desired. Gladly, you took him on on this offer as well, leaning your back against the right side of his body, your head resting against his shoulder.

“Would you like something to eat?” you asked him, looking up at him from under your lashes. “Thank you, darling, but maybe later.” He answered, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head. As a response, you held out your hand for him to put his hand in. When you felt his rough palms against yours, you couldn’t help but shiver. You loved how his hands felt; it showed you how much he worked, how much he practiced, how much he was dedicated to Oden-sama.

You played with his hand, tracing the callous with your thumb, following your own thoughts. You moved your head to his chest, making him lean back a little for you to sit more comfortably. His heart beat underneath your ear, a steady and soothing rhythm. Every time you were feeling anxious or nervous you asked him to either hold you against his body or let you lay on top of him, head resting on his chest and simply listening to his heartbeat.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted when a big bang echoed through the night. You looked up, grabbing his hand a little tighter and holding it up against your chest, now clutching it with both of your hands. Your eyes brightened up even more once more and more bright colors started flashing over the dark sky.

Denjiro watched you while you were watching the fireworks, studying your excited features with delight. He let his thumb circle over the back of your hand, his gaze lifting to watcha the fireworks as well. When you inched a little closer to him, resting your head against his shoulder once again, feeling how he rested his chin on the top of your head in return.

You sighed contently, enjoying the moment, just the two of you on top of this hill, watching the fireworks lighten up the night.

“One more year, then Kaido’s and Orochi’s reign will finally come to an end.” You whispered, almost not audible but he heard you loud and clear.

“And once we won, I will marry you.” He replied, already looking forward to the day he would take your hand in marriage.

[tundrainafrica]

can we please get a short fic of levihan being 20's and still virgins and just wanted to get over it and now 10 years later they are married and each others first and last gf/bf 😄 i could totally see them in marshall and lily's situation tbh hahaha

I know this probably isn’t too much related to your ask, but I thought I’d drop a scene to a fic I’m working on now which might be in the same ballpark. 

Just a marriage pact and a party. 

It all started with a party. Years later, Levi was sure he would go back to the party during his off days, to the flashes of strobe lights, the guitar riffs, the beat music, the strong taste of alcohol burning at his throat. 

Not for any of those sensations though. They made him feel like he was dying. They were painful,overwhelming and Levi was frozen on his seat, cocktail glass between his shaking fingertips, the unnatural heat grazing his cheeks. 

He didn’t want to be there. 

But he would only be a high school student once. Soon enough they would be sending applications for college and he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the party scene like some high school student. 

But he could party more in college right? He would actually be able to drink legally. 

Evenutally, Levi had to admit, it wasn’t just about the experience. It was never just about the experience, he lived his whole high school life not engaging with that type of crowd. It was Hange who got him just breaking past that comfort bubble he set up for himself, for just that one night. 

Hange wasn’t submitting applications to nearby colleges. Levi didn’t know the odds exactly, he had been too terrified to ask. Something was telling him though that she wouldn’t be going to college nearby. 

Hange. The Hange that had been such a constant in his life. And when he was counting down days while basking in uncertainties, he was just a little more open to very uncomfortable feelings. 

Hange didn't seem so terrified. "This might just be our last hurrah before entrance exams," she said, a cheeky smile on her face. 

I know that. Levi said. And as he saw that intent look in her gaze, all for him he was sure, he wondered if he didn’t look like he was enjoying it. How could he enjoy it though when the music was playing in time to his pounding head.

“Toilet,” Levi said. 

“Okay, you want me to order something else?” 

“Just order anything. It’s your birthday,” Levi said as he teetered just a little bit towards the bathroom stall. They had picked a corner table at least and the walk to the bathroom didn’t feel like so much of a journey.

Levi stayed in the toilet for a while longer. There were two stalls but by some divine grace, the bathroom was empty and Levi had to act quickly if he wanted to get anything out. 

He studied his features. He was bright pink under the white light. He was occasionally blurry. The bright lights that came with reflections got his head a little pounding. But he thought he was in a fairly decent position to at least try. 

He had plans on how to do it. Subtly so it wouldn’t hurt. Smartly so he only elicited enough of a reaction to placate his own doubt. And smoothly, so it would end in a blink of an eye.  

“Hange, there’s a post I found on Reddit…” Levi rehearsed. Well technically that part was true but he didn’t want her to think he actually spent months rehearsed that.

“Hey Hange, with college exams coming up soon… and your plans…” Levi started. Did he seem just a little too stalkery then? Was he supposed to be thinking of her plans yet when she hadn’t even told him anything?” 

Levi had rehearsed, but the answers came out a little too impromptu. “I have an idea…” 

“An idea? That sounds interesting. Everytime we work together in groupworks you never have ideas…” Hange’s voice was slurring, she was a little too talkative and Levi was hesitating. 

He cleared his throat. “An idea…” He tested it himself, just to make sure it wasn’t coming out faltered or stilted like Hange’s voice then. “A marriage pact?” 

Hange’s eyes widened then. And for a second, there was a flash of sobriety in them. “A marriage pact? This sounds interesting…” 

Levi was quick to amend it, scolding whatever hell ghost changed those words before he said it. “Dating pact. I meant a dating pact. We’re not gonna get married without dating of course... I saw this on Reddit but what if… When we’re twenty-eight, when you finish that PhD you’ve always wanted and we’re still single… What if we try dating? Don’t get me wrong… dating just feels weird but I think that I might be missing something here but maybe when I’m that old, that would be a good time to try it out.”

Hange hummed in thought. “That’s an idea. We’re probably still too young to be thinking about dating huh? And with college exams coming up…” The gears in her brain were moving, Levi was sure. “But, if let’s say you find someone… Or I find someone?” 

If you find someone? Just imagining the phantom man had Levi catching something in his throat. He looked away as he felt the bile rise up his throat, a little shaken by that moment where his imagination went wild for just a second. But he wasn’t supposed to feel that way. 

Or maybe he should be feeling that way. After all, how many drinks had he downed until that point. Hange was starting to be a little wild too. It wasn’t an all to uncharacteristic move. She had always been the loud one, the more extroverted one. 

But she was always particularly studious too and just seeing Hange jumped out of her seat and navigate her way through the crowds and towards the dancefloor had Levi suspended in disbelief for a second. 

As soon as he recovered, he followed suit. 

The strobe lights were brighter. The music was louder and in a way, it had devolved into ringing in his ears. Those were only secondary. 

The moment he caught up to Hange, he found himself holding her by the arm, navigating all the way until her hand, just for a better grip. She was an anchor to reality then, an anchor to reasoning beyond the harrowing effects of the lights and sounds. 

Her skin on his wasn’t an overwhelming outburst of sensations. It was warm, it was smooth. The pull as she danced to some rhythm was predictable. 

He had known her for years. Hange had always embodied comfort for him. 

Tipsy, overwhelmed and a little unhinged at that moment, Levi danced to her rhythm and he rode the dizzying trappings of his inebriated state. 

Riding such feelings though had its own collection of surprises and soon Levi found himself on the rooftop of the bar, enjoying the feel of the concrete right below him and beneath it, the shaking from the bass of the music just on the floor below him. It was faint though and there were sounds and sensations more intimate at that moment. 

Hange’s breaths and the laughs in between were shaky. Her grip on his hand was tighter, far from painless but he couldn’t complain. God forbid, it might just end. 

“Levi, I thought about the dating pact. What happens if you find someone? Or I find someone?” 

“Then we don’t push through with the pact. Simple as that,” Levi said. 

“You’ll still be there right? Even if I find someone?” 

Levi felt a wave relief rush through him and he let out a harsh breath, a product of his own tipsiness then and his own discomfort at their circumstances. “We’ve been best friends since before we could remember. What’s a few more decades?” 

“We might lose touch… I dunno? Did I tell you? I applied for colleges abroad. This just isn’t the best environment for research.” 

“Then I’ll visit you.” 

“And if I find someone there?” 

“Then I’ll be the cool uncle to your kids, if you ever have them.”

[seita]

— bnha abc's: hitoshi shinsou [fluff edition.]

the fluff version for shinsou! these were pretty cute even tho fluff is the hardest genre for me to get into sigh

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Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

∴ he’s a pretty chill dude; introverted and a home body ∴ so he derives a lot of pleasure from relaxing activities ∴ he loves to play video games and watch movies with you ∴ of course, if you want to do something else he’s more than willing to do it ∴ he’ll get pretty tired in the process tho ∴ so when u get home expect a sleep shinsou attached to u as he naps

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

∴ confidence ∴ he finds confidence more enticing than any physical trait he could ever admire ∴ he thinks it’s so beautiful watch you smile, happy and without a worry ∴ it’s something he wishes he had himself ∴ so seeing you experience it fills him with satisfaction. ∴ makes him feel proud

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

∴ he’s not very good at vocally comforting you ∴ but he’s an ace at physical comfort ∴ he’ll hug you, hold your hand, rub your back -- anything to let you know that you’re okay ∴ if you don’t like physical contact when you’re upset then ∴ he rlly won’t know what to do about that ∴ he’ll sit there and like,,,,just wait for u to be good ∴ he’ll just stay by ur side

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

∴ will want to move in together once you’ve been together for like 2 years or so ∴ he’s very eager to start a life with you, a deep relationship ∴ he won’t want kids until WELL into the relationship ∴ he’s not willing to be with you and then 4 years later you got a kid, no ∴ u better believe there’s gonna be a loooooong wait for kids

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

∴ it’s a pretty even playing ground ∴ he’s always willing to compromise with you ∴ he doesn’t believe he’s always right or he knows what’s best ∴ he wants you to speak up for yourself and voice your thoughts to him ∴ but he’s not opposed to putting his foot down if he feels it calls for it ∴ if he feels like you’re doing something stupid or dangerous or he doesn’t like you doing something then he’ll tell you ∴ he won’t necessarily tell you no but...he’ll make you know he doesn’t approve ∴ and he expects you to do the same for him. it’s only fair.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

∴ he’s a quiet fighter ∴ he doesn’t like to yell, he remains calm ∴ he’s not above removing himself from the situation if he feels it’s escalating either ∴ lets you know when the fight needs to end ∴ he won’t end it when you have an actual problem ∴ but if it’s a stupid thing to fight over like doing chores ∴ he’ll call it off and prefer to come back to the topic when you’re calm ∴ and if you don’t stop he will leave completely ∴ he’s not willing to sit there and listen to you scream and yell at him over something that doesn’t call for it. ∴ in this way, he needs someone who can match his energy. ∴ he forgives easily as long as you weren’t ridiculous ∴ if he had tried to stop the argument but you wouldn’t settle down ∴ you’re gonna have to work for him to let it go tbh

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

∴ he’s quiet in the relationship ∴ so he also has a quiet kind of care ∴ but he pays very close attention ∴ he’s very in tune to your emotions and actions ∴ so he notices the little things you do for him and appreciates every single one of them ∴ he makes sure to thank you and give you a kiss when you make him lunch, complimenting on it when he gets home so you can feel appreciated ∴ he knows what he has and he knows he’s lucky to have it ∴ not the type of guy to take anything for granted.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

∴ he shares things he thinks you should or need to know ∴ like he won’t come home from hero work and relay the gruesome details of what happened ∴ but he will let you know he fought a villain and everything was okay ∴ he doesn’t keep any secrets he thinks will backfire on him ∴ if his secretary flirts with him he comes home and relays the information to you ∴ the last thing he wants is for you to find out 3 months later that another woman was making moves on him ∴ he’ll want to discuss things with you, hear your thoughts and move on from there ∴ but he’s always keeping secrets in the form of surprises from you ∴ he does that quite a lot lmao ∴ but it’s really hard, he feels guilty hiding things from u

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

∴ shinsou isn’t the type to change himself for someone ∴ but if there’s something he does bothers you, he’ll listen and try to see what he can do ∴ but his core principals and morals are his alone and he won’t be with anyone who can’t except them ∴ he’s a pretty open guy so helping him with problems is pretty easy ∴ you don’t have to dig deep to find out what it is that makes him tick ∴ as a result, it’s easy to communicate and share thoughts between the two of you

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

∴ he does not get jealous easily at all ∴ he feels protective by all means ∴ so if another man is hitting on you, he’ll swoop in with the sole purpose of getting you out of that situation ∴ he won’t feel threatened by another man’s interest in you unless you’re reciprocating the flirting ∴ and if you are, for reasons other than teasing him, he’ll only feel betrayed and be upset at you

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

∴ a heavenly kisser ∴ he’ll cup your cheeks, cup the back of your head, give you soft caresses while he does it ∴ a big fan of forehead kisses too ∴ your first kiss with him was soft -- more of a peck, really ∴ and his cheeks were red while he did it lmao ∴ not really into wet, sloppy kisses so ∴ his kisses are usually very sweet and slow

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

∴ gives a pretty chill confession tbh ∴ inside, he’s a wreck but ∴ outside, he wants to appear confident ∴ when he asks if you’d like to go out on a date with him ∴ he’s fully expecting you to say no and he steels himself for that ∴ but you say yes and he’s...... ∴ wow. ∴ elated. ∴ great! he’ll make it the best date ever

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

∴not too into the idea of marriage ∴ its not that he doesn’t want to get married ∴ if you do want to get married, you’ll have to bring it up and he’ll think about it ∴ it’s just that he doesn’t see why he needs a piece of paper to show his devotion to you ∴ you don’t have to be tied together by law to be happy ∴ plus if u break up its cheaper lmao

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

∴ kitten 80% of the time lmao ∴ he’s also fond of terms like ‘beautiful’ or ‘pretty girl’ ∴ you’ll also get the occasional princess or sweetheart out of him. ∴ if he’s feeling playful he’ll call you shit like cutie, sweetiepie, or some other overly sweet endearment

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

∴ on surface level he appears to be a block of stone lmao ∴ to his friends they would deadass be like “wait you’ve had a gf for a year wtf?” if he told them lmao ∴ but!!!! once people do know he’s in love ∴ they notice little things like the way he smiles softly at you, the adoration in his eyes when he looks at you ∴ he doesn’t come out and be like IM HITOSHI SHINSOU AND IM IN LOVE ∴ but in private he’s more than a little affectionate ∴ he’s very sweet and caring.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

∴ he tells those he feels need to know ∴ but he doesn’t mind who you tell at all ∴ it’s not like he’s ashamed or keeping it a secret ∴ he’ll talk about you when asked but he’s not the type of guy to just pop up in a convo to boast about you ∴ but!!! when he’s with friends, he’s not shy at all to give you little pecks or hold your hand ∴ he loves you and you love him ∴ there’s nothing wrong with people seeing that

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

∴ he can cook really well ∴ he always cooked for his mom at home so he just has all these recipes memorized ∴ and he really enjoys it as well ∴ so you don’t even have to ask him to cook, he’ll already be in the kitchen slaving over a hot stove with a smile on his face

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

∴ not very romantic tbh ∴ he does small things to make you happy like bringing you back your favorite food, getting tickets to a movie you really wanna see, things of that nature ∴ he’s not really into the whole candle-lit dinner with roses or anything like that

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

∴ he believes in anything you want to do ∴ however, there’s only so much he can do to actually help you achieve your goals ∴ he’ll held you study if you need it but he can only do so much ∴ if you need support or encouragement he’s there 100% ∴ but he also believes in your independence and confidence of your own abilities.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

∴ it can be either way ∴ depending on your own desires ∴ he’s perfectly fine with spontaneity ∴ or routine ∴ he’s a man who adapts easily ∴ just tell him what u want and he’ll make it happen!

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

∴ he’s very in tune to you ∴ he pays more attention than you might even think he does. ∴ he’s empathetic and always willing to listen to you, helping you find solutions to problems or doing his best to comfort you when you had a long day ∴ he expects you to be the same, however ∴ you don’t have to be good at comforting ∴ but he wants to know you’re there for him as he is for you

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

∴ he takes all relationships in his life very seriously ∴ he devotes all of himself to both his friends and lover ∴ this means, however, he makes sure to give everyone his time ∴ he devotes time to his friends and time to you ∴ this means, you need to accept the fact he likes to have time with just his friends and have fun ∴ if you’re the type that overly clingy and don’t like him going out with his pals without you ∴ he’s gonna get tired of that very quickly ∴ the way he sees it, there’s no reason. ∴ however, there are exceptions to everything ∴ he’s willing to drop things if you need him or if something comes up you want to do with him ∴ he’s good at managing his time so he’s not gonna be spending 90% with his friends and 10% with you. ∴ he balances his relationships ∴ don’t feel bad though, you get the most of his time anyway lmao

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

∴ he actually really likes going shopping with you ∴ a lot of guys complain about how its boring sitting there or carrying your bags but ∴ shinsou doesn’t see the problem ∴ you model cute clothes for him and ask his opinion ∴ carrying your bags is literally nothing to him, what’s the big deal ∴ 10/10 shopping bf

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

∴ he very much loves to show his affection physically ∴ when you wake up, you get a kiss. ∴ when he leaves for work, you get a hug nd kiss. ∴ he’ll text or call during the day to check in and tell you he loves you. ∴ when he gets home, he kisses you again ∴ at night, you best believe you spend hours wrapped up in his arms

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

∴ he’s the type to text and call when he misses you and can’t see you. ∴ you’ll know he misses you because he literally comes out and says it ∴ won’t beat around the bush ∴ once he gets his hands on you again u have one clingy shinsou on ur hands.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

∴ he’s not going to go out of his way to do the impossible ∴ he’s not going to change himself because you want him to ∴ and he’s not going to risk too much for it either ∴ like if his mom doesn’t approve of you and it may hurt his relationship with her then ∴ .......u gotta go boy thinks family > girlfriend ∴ sorry

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[artificialqueens]

Girl I Met On The Internet, 4/? (Crystal x Gigi) - Strawberry

Summary: Gigi and Crystal discuss things in person. Elites Only also gains a new member.

As soon as Crystal realized what was happening, she exited the Twitter app. The girl she had been talking to for months, the girl she had shared so many things with was Georgina Goode, who happened to be best friends with the girl who hated Crystal for no reason, because of course this would happen to Crystal.  

Crystal’s mind was racing, her brain instantly jumping to the worse case scenarios. Did Gigi know she was talking to Crystal this entire time? Was this entire thing just a ploy orchestrated by Dahlia to get dirt on her? Georgina was not gay, but Gigi was. Did Gigi even like her, or was Crystal just an experiment that no one would ever find out about because it was over the internet? She knew none of these theories made sense, she didn’t think Gigi had any idea who she was until now.

Gigi was freaking out. She had messaged Crystal, attempting to explain herself, but she had gotten no reply. Crystal hadn’t even read them. Panicking, she messaged Jan, hoping she would be online.

gigi: jan oh my fuckigng

jan!: WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YALL GFS??

gigi: …no

jan!: and why is that?

gigi: she literally goes to my school she sent me a selfie and i sent one back without saying that we’re irls and she just said what the fuck and now she wont message me back

gigi: i know u don’t like how rude dahlia is so im sorry i have to mention her but she’s literally the girl dahlia picks on for no reason i didn’t even know her name was crystal

jan!: W H A T 

gigi: what do i do

jan!: girl like i know?? this doesn’t usually happen to people.

jan!: when do you usually see crystal

gigi: i see her in the halls sometimes. she told me before that she stays mostly in the art wing tho

jan!: ok. tomorrow  go to the art wing and find her. talk to her. she’s probably not responding bc im sure it’s not a good feeling to find out the girl she’s been flirting with for months is best friends with the girl bullying her

gigi: god i feel so bad about that. i only stopped it once and i feel so bad

jan!: i love you but you’re a fucking idiot, gigi. you really are. go talk to her tomorrow and do better.

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The next morning arrived faster than Crystal wanted it to. She was dreading going to school, knowing she couldn’t avoid Gigi forever. Thankfully, they did not have any classes together, but crossing paths was inevitable. The thought of seeing Gigi, even from across a crowded hallway, made her want to sob.

Her stomach started hurting because of her anxiety, but convincing her mother to let her stay home didn’t go over well. Crystal had convinced her mother at first, but as soon as she felt Crystal’s forehead to see if Crystal was running a temperature, which she wasn’t, she had insisted that Crystal stop pretending and get ready for school. She even drove Crystal to school instead of having her walk to make sure Crystal didn’t skip.

Crystal walked straight to the bathroom in the art wing. It was smaller, with only two stalls and the cell service was terrible; but it was vacant for the most part. She often stayed there when she wanted to skip class, and the only person she had ever encountered was Aiden, a shy girl from her art class. If Gigi was looking for her, this bathroom would be the last place she would look.

She had spent the morning sketching and listening to One Direction. She was in the zone, barely noticing when the door opened. Crystal didn’t bother looking up when she felt someone’s presence there, assuming that it was Aiden. “Hey, Aiden.”

“Uh,” Gigi started, “Crystal?”

Crystal’s head shot up, her eyes wide as she looked at a very relieved looking Gigi. “Oh, shit. Hey.” 

Gigi walks over to her, kneeling down to be at the same height as Crystal. “I know you’re probably upset with me, but can we talk? Please? I’ve been looking for you all period.”

Crystal nodded, moving her backpack to make a spot for Gigi to sit down. “Sorry I said what the fuck and dipped, I really didn’t know what else to do.”

“I’m the one who should be sorry. I’m going to sound like such a bitch but I didn’t even know your name until last night.” Gigi had never been good with names, only being able to remember her online friends’ names in the beginning because their name was attached to everything they did. Crystal had been known to Gigi as ‘Art Girl’ until last night.

Crystal had to laugh at that. “It’s fine. I don’t think Dahlia knows what my name is either, and I’ve lived in her mind rent free for years!”

“Speaking of her, I’m so sorry I only stopped her once. I didn’t want to get into it but I realize now that ignoring it is just as bad as joining in. Especially seeing the effects it has on you first hand, and now that I know I could’ve helped.”

Last night, Crystal gave Gigi a run down on every single color she had ever dyed her hair, and she had mentioned that she stopped dying her hair once she got into high school because she didn’t want to stick out even more, in fear of getting treated worse. It had made Gigi sad then, and knowing she could’ve changed that made her feel even worse. 

“Yeah, I don’t know how this is going to impact your real life, but no matter what I just hope you will step in next time.” 

Gigi reached over to grab Crystal’s hand and squeezed it gently. “I will never let her hurt you ever again. I care about you so much.”

They sat in silence for a few moments.

“Can I tell you something?” Crystal asked quietly, avoiding Gigi’s glance. 

“Of course. You can tell me anything.”

“I really like you. I know it’s probably weird now, since you’re not out and I’m not positive you feel the same, but I feel like I should tell you.”

Gigi smiled, placing her fingers under Crystal’s chin, lifting them up to make Crystal make eye contact with her. “I’ve been hoping you would say that.”

Crystal blushed at the contact. “Really?”

“Of course! You’re the most interesting person I’ve ever met. I would be such a fool not to like you back.”

The bell rang, interrupting their moment. Gigi pulled away, pulling her phone out of her jacket pocket to check the time. “Fuck. I have a test this period.”

“It’s okay. We can talk about this later,” Crystal reassured her, standing up even though she had no intention to go to her next class, “I can send you my address and we could meet after school?”

Gigi nodded, pulling Crystal into a tight hug. “This is the most emotion I’ve ever shown at once. I thought it was going to be scary but I feel so much better. Thank you for talking to me. If I was you I don’t think I would’ve.”

“I could never not talk to you.”

-

Crystal decided she would stay in the bathroom until lunch. It was mostly out of laziness, as her Gigi related anxiety was long gone. Doing academics was the last thing she felt like doing now. 

She had plenty of entertainment, she had missed a lot on Twitter, and had two thousand new messages from the group chat, even though she was gone for less than a day.

crystal: im skipping class what’s up ladies

jan!: hi crystal!!!

jaida: girl where have you been?? my world has been so empty

nicky: wtf jaida stop acting like i don’t exist

crystal: ehh personal things happened so i was ia. i dyed my hair green last night tho!! look!!

jan!: omg you’re so pretty

jaida: HOT HOT HOT

nicky: crystal. marriage now

heidi: omg girl you look so good!! i love your leprosy print shirt

heidi: leprosy

heidi: girl how do you spell lepord

heidi: leopard

heidi: there we go

nicky: you did it!

jaida: so proud of you

She was relieved they didn’t question her further, but she couldn’t help but be curious about what their reactions would be if they knew what was going on. Talking to the girls again made time go by extremely fast, before Crystal knew it the bell rang, declaring it lunch time.

She hadn’t eaten breakfast due to her anxiety from this morning, and just realized how hungry she was. Collecting her stuff, she exited the bathroom and headed down to the cafeteria. 

When she was in line to pay for a slice of pizza and a bag of pretzels, she had caught the attention of Dahlia, who didn’t hesitate to express how she felt about her new hair. 

“Ew, who in their right mind would dye their hair green?” Dahlia loudly asked Gigi, making sure Crystal was in ear shot. 

Before Crystal could defend herself, Gigi spoke up. “Dahlia, can you please shut the fuck up? No one cares what you think about Crystal’s hair, it looks fine. I can hardly tolerate you being rude anymore.”

“Georgina, what the fuck? I’m not rude!” Dahlia whined, making Crystal smile. She had been slightly surprised that it happened so soon, but she was happy Gigi stepped in.

Crystal paid and made sure to wave at the girls on her way out. Gigi waved back, and Dahlia looked the other way, her arms crossed.

-

crystal: it’s not that i didn’t believe you but i’m shocked that actually happened..

gigi: she’s lowkey mad at me but idc

gigi: i believe you owe me ur address? 

crystal: oh that’s right!

gigi: i have cheer after school but i can come over right after

crystal: yay!!! 

The rest of the day was painfully long. Every minute felt like an hour, Crystal was even bored during her art class. She couldn’t wait to go home and talk to Gigi.

She zoned out while she was walking home, wondering what could happen tonight. Crystal would like to think that Gigi was about to kiss her before they got interrupted, or maybe she was going to ask Crystal to be her girlfriend. Anything could happen, and Crystal couldn’t really tell how she felt about it.

When she got home, she tidied up her room. Her bed was unmade, her dirty clothes were on the floor, and a couple dirty cups littered the top of her night stand. It wasn’t too bad, Crystal would usually consider this clean for her, but it made her feel slightly embarrassed now. She had the urge to fix it, even though Gigi probably wouldn’t have cared too much if Crystal left it the way it was.

After her room was clean, she still had some time to spare before Gigi would be on her way. She headed to the group chat, curious to see what chaos they were up to currently. 

nicky: ADD HER

nicky: ADDD HEEERRRRR

jaida: jan please come back i hate it here

crystal: who are we adding?

nicky: JACKIE

jan!: NO WE WILL NOT BE ADDING HER

nicky: why :(

jan!: i can’t trust you guys to not embarrass me in front of her and she is not a stan!!! she will not understand any of you!

jaida: we don’t have to embarrass you, you’ll do it yourself. we can teach jackie stan language, she’s smart and she’ll catch on

nicky: JAIDAHJKFDGLK

crystal: omg add her

jan!: i hate you all so much

nicky: PLS

jan!: fine.

jan! added Jackie

jan!: jackie, these are my friends. don’t believe anything they say about me.

Jackie: Oh, hello everyone!

nicky: YAAAS JACKIE NATION

nicky: c’mon auto caps!

crystal: hi!  

jaida: hi jackie!

heidi: i leave to play animal crossing for 15 minutes and we get a new member… smh

nicky: not just any new member! it’s jackie!!!!

jaida: the way nicky likes jackie more than jan does

heidi: that’s impossible. jan is SUCH a simp for jackie

Jackie: What? 

crystal: OMFG

Jackie: Does that mean she likes me? I’m confused.

nicky: yes!

Jackie: That’s good. I would assume that Jan likes me, especially after what we did in my car earlier.

crystal: holy fucking shit

jan!: OMFGHFJSKDSFHJDFJK UH

jan!: JACKIE SHUT UP!!!!!!

Jackie: Why?

jaida: god i love it here

gigi: janet you better tell me everything later!!!

jan!: GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!!!!!!!

Crystal was so invested in the train wreck going on, only focusing on the messages sent by Jan and Jackie that she didn’t notice Gigi had come online until she got a notification that Gigi sent her a private message. 

gigi: im on ur street :)

Crystal ran to the door, opening it the second she saw Gigi step onto the porch. Gigi jumped, not expecting it. “Someone’s eager to see me, huh?”

Crystal blushed, letting Gigi in. “Shut up.”

Gigi kicked off her shoes and sat her backpack down next to them before letting Crystal lead her to her room. It was colorful, lots of posters and canvases covering the hot pink walls. “This is very you. I like it!”

“Thank you!” Crystal exclaimed, taking a seat on her bed and patting the space next to her. Gigi gladly sat next to her. 

“This is just really weird. 24 hours ago, I didn’t know who you were and now you’re in my bed. It’s kind of overwhelming,” Crystal blurted out, making Gigi frown. “But not in a bad way!” She clarified, “It’s just a lot to process.”

“Oh, yeah. It is a big change. Last night, I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend, but that obviously did not happen.” Gigi blushed, grabbing a throw pillow from Crystal’s bed to hide her face in. 

Crystal took the pillow away from her, sitting it next to them, “Do you still want me to be your girlfriend?”

Gigi nodded. “Yeah, but I don’t know if we should become official yet. We know each other so well, but I feel like we need to see if we vibe in person.”

“I don’t think we will have an issue with that, but I agree. Let’s take it slow. But can I try something first?”

Gigi grinned, “Yeah, what?”

“This.” Crystal whispered, leaning forward until her lips pressed against Gigi’s. Gigi kissed her back, wrapping her arms around Crystal’s neck and pulling Crystal even closer.

[imagine-all-the-imagines]

Imagine going into labor while Casey is away at a conference. Part one!

Warnings: None that I can think of, if I’ve missed any, please let me know!

Summary: You are pregnant with your first child and your girlfriend, Casey, is away at a conference. You weren’t expecting anything to happen, but the little human inside you had other plans.

Based on this request: “Maybe Casey’s gf is heavily pregnant (7/8 months?) with their baby girl. Casey has a conference in a different state (which she only reluctantly went to bc rn her gf is ever so clingy) R hangs out with Alex (godmother of the baby?) but suddenly has (false) labor contractions Alex panics, calls Casey who freaks out;all flights are heavily delayed. Alex calls Liv for help and R just misses Casey really badly add ur own twist? :)”

AN: So I had to split this because I got really carried away with the build up, but I’ll work on the next part and try to get it up tomorrow! 

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When you and Casey had had the conversation about children, you weren’t sure what to expect. You knew you loved her and you had gotten as close to marriage as the law would allow you to get. The words “Domestic Partnership” rattled around in your brain. There was no way that label could fully encompass the feeling you felt for her. You knew that the moment you two could be legally married you would be. You would drag her to the courthouse yourself.

But you had to settle for a partnership for the time being. And, if you were being honest, you didn’t want to have a child if you both weren’t going to be able to have the same amount of rights. It made you feel like you would have too much power. Not that you would ever use it to your advantage.

When talks of legalizing same sex marriage started in New York, you were cautiously optimistic. Maybe, finally, you two could be seen as equals in the eyes of the law. All of your friends knew you were already basically married. But they knew just how much this meant to you.

You and Casey had actually gotten into a few fights about the subject of marriage. Well, not quite fights, disagreements would be the more accurate word. Casey didn’t understand why you wanted to get married so bad, you tried to explain how you wanted to have this declaration of love that everyone could witness, you wanted to be able to say, “My wife, Casey.” And most importantly, you wanted to be able to have a child that knew that their parents were just like everyone else’s.

They wouldn’t have to hear the taunting, having the other kids ask why their parents weren’t married. It was already going to be difficult for the other parents to understand. You wanted to make it as easy as possible for your child.

It took a few conversations, disagreements, cries, and make ups before you came to a compromise. You would be open to saving up money to go through the process of artificial insemination and keep your eyes on how the laws were constantly evolving.

When the day finally came and the laws went into effect, you and Casey had planned a nice dinner out on the town. You both made sure to be off work on time and you met each other at the pizza place around the corner from your flat.

You had gotten off work early enough to get yourself all gussied up and grabbed to small gift bag hoping that Casey would enjoy part one of your gift.

As you walked into the pizza parlor, you gave a nod to the man behind the counter kneading the dough. “Hey James!” The man nodded back to you sending a smile as he gestured towards Casey sitting in your usual spot.

When you sat down, you placed the gift bag off to the side and saw Casey raise her eyebrow. “We’ve been together for three years now, please tell me I didn’t forget a special occasion.”

You laughed lightly, “No, you haven’t forgotten anything, I just have a little surprise for you. But you have to wait until after dinner.”

Casey let out a sigh of relief when she found out that she hadn’t forgotten anything important and you felt the butterflies start to flutter in your stomach as you thought of how much your life was about to change. Or it would if it all went to plan.

As dinner went on, your hands started to get sweaty and your appetite decreased until you were just picking the toppings off your pizza. Casey noticed and got concerned.

“Y/N, is everything ok? You never get this picky when we come in here.” Casey said nodding to your pile of pizza toppings on the plate in front of you.

You nodded wiping your hands on your napkin and then grabbed the gift bag and passed it to Casey. “I know I said you had to wait until the end of dinner, but I can’t focus on anything else, I need you to open this before I explode.”

Casey slowly opened the bag and got a confused look on her face as she pulled out a small plastic binky with foxes on it. “I don’t… Y/N, why is there a binky in the bag?”

A moment passed and Casey looked up at you. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying? You want to try? You really want to?” The tears started to reflect in her eyes.

You nodded and grabbed her hand, bringing it to your lips, “I really do Case, I know I said we should wait until we were married, but I can’t anymore, I want to have a kid with you, and I know we have enough saved up, enough to try a couple times if we have to. And it takes nine months anyway, who knows what can happen in that amount of time.” You smiled before continuing, “But if you think I’m going to get married while I’m looking like a beached whale, you have another thing coming!”

Casey smiled at your threat knowing that you weren’t being serious. “I have something for you too. It should help ease some of your worries. I didn’t want to be cliché, I’m sure a lot of couples are having this exact conversation tonight, but I couldn’t wait either. I know we’ve had our disagreements about what this will symbolize for each of us, but the more I thought of it, the more I realized what you were talking about. I want you to know that anything that comes at us in the future we will handle it together.” Casey stood for a moment and then got down on one knee pulling out a ring box and opening it up, “So, what I’m trying to ask you is, will you marry me?” 

You felt the tears well up in your eyes and you started to laugh. “You are not going to believe this, Case.” You got down on your knee in front of her, mirroring the woman. “I got you one too.” You reached into your pocket and pulled out a ring box, showing her the fine silver band inside. “My answer is yes, what;s yours?”

Casey pulled you to her and gave you a passionate kiss, “Of course my answer is yes!” 

James led the restaurant in a round of applause and let you know that your meal was on him tonight. He gave the two of you a wink as you left the building, shouting out after the both of you, “It’s about damn time!” 

________________________________________________________________The next day, you went into the squad room and immediately go to Cragen’s office to inform him of the progress in  your relationship. You and Casey had disclosed your relationship when it had first started, but you both felt like you needed to let your superiors know. 

Cragen offered you his congratulations and you walked out of his office and straight to Liv’s desk. When you placed your hand on her desk, you made sure the ring was catching the light and smiled at her. 

Liv and the rest of the team offered you their congratulations and you had an almost impossible time trying to keep the smile off of your face. 

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A week later you had your appointment to meet with your doctor to start the process of starting your family. You had already studied everything that you could about the process, you wanted to be in control of everything you could be. What sacred you was that no matter how prepared you were, your body was in control of what happened next. You were worried that something would go wrong, maybe you weren’t meant to be a mom.

A few months later, the testing had been done, the procedure was over and you were waiting in your bathroom four pregnancy tests sitting in front of you and your countdown timer going. Your leg was bouncing and when the timer hit zero, you stilled completely. Holding your breath you looked at the first test, and then the second, the third, and finally the fourth. You had tears in your eyes as you came out of the bathroom, holding the four tests. 

“Casey!” you called out and immediately heard her running down the hall towards you. 

“What, what is it? Is everything ok? Are you ok?” Casey shot off the questions. Ever since the procedure, she had been by your side, making sure you were ok, not letting anything happen to you. She even talked to Cragen with you and you all decided to go on desk duty until you found out the results, not wanting to cause any unnecessary stress. 

You handed her the tests without saying a word. She looked at them and her eyes went wide. “These are all positive. These are all positive! Y/N, we’re going to be parents!” 

Casey wrapped you in a hug and held you close to her. “We’re going to be parents.” 

________________________________________________________________A few months later, you were at your doctors finding out just how many little ones you had growing inside you. You knew that with artificial insemination thee possibility of having more than one child was pretty high. 

As you heard the ultrasound technician prepare you, you sucked in a deep breath as they started pressing into your stomach with the wand. 

“Now you didn’t want to know the sex right?” They asked. 

You looked over at Casey, “No, we’re wanting to keep it a surprise. But if you could, would you write them down? Our friends are insisting on having a gender reveal.” 

“I can do that, now, let’s see how many we have in here.” They went silent for a moment as they looked at the screen. “Looks like space might feel a little cramped in here in the coming months. You’ve got a duplex situation going on. Congrats!” 

You looked at them with a shocked expression, “Do you mean twins? We’re having twins?” 

Casey gripped your hand, “Twins?” 

The tech nodded at the two of you and smiled, “Twins!”

[kbrock9146]

THIS IS A LONG, LONG STORY. PLEASE READ TO THE END TO UNDERSTAND THE MAGNITUDE OF WHAT HAPPENED. But it is a longgggggggg story.

Ok. Buckle up folks. Here comes some crazy content for you to enjoy during Quarantine. Shout out to @gothicmagpie for letting me know that they were interested. ❤❤❤ Here we go, it's going to be a bumpy ride, and a long story (and yes, I will answer any and all questions afterwards, no worries about offending me or anything).

First things first, here is a picture of my maternal grandparents (featuring the grandmother in question):

I do not know the date of the above picture, but my GF was born in 1895, and my GM, 1898. They were in their late 40s, early 50s in the above picture. That, I do know. My mother was born in 1941, when my GM was 42, and my GF was 45, and this picture was taken sometime after she had been born.

With me so far? Okay, good. So those wonderful people above, they are both on their second marriage by the time of that pic. My GF's first wife died in childbirth, and my GM's first husband had been killed in the coal yard he worked at when a dump truck full of coal backed up and unloaded the coal on top of him. My GF and GM were both single parents in the early 1900s - they were both struggling, and going through a multitude of situations - INCLUDING GOING TO THE MOTHER FUCKING POPE (YES, POPE!) SO THAT THEY COULD GET PERMISSION TO GET MARRIED (the reason for that is another story for ANOTHER time).

Anyhow, they get married, blend their children into one household, have three or four more, for a total of seven, my mom being the youngest. My GF dies in 1962 from damage he took at the Battle of the Argonne during World Word One (he dry-drowned in his sleep). This leaves my GM windowed, and she remains this way until her death.

**as an aside, my GF died right before my mom was to get married to my dad (she was 21, and dad 22, at the time); when my dad came over to stay with my mom's family for the funeral, my deceased GF came to my dad with a message, so this is something that just apparently happens in my family - of course, I knew none of this when I saw my GM decades later**

From my first meeting with my GM, and until her death, she looked pretty much exactly as she does in the pic above. The only thing that really changed was that after she broke her hip for the 2nd time, she was pretty much confined to a wheelchair until she died. But kindly, smiling, gentle, and always wearing basically a mumu, that was my GM until she passed away November 2nd, 1990.

That year, on November 14th, I turned 10. My birthday that year was a bit strained. My dad wasn't exactly phased by what had happened, and while my mom wasn't exactly in pieces over it - my GM had been very sick in her last years and in a nursing home - she was sad, and was trying her best to run a family while dealing with the loss. The situation was made even worse when the wife of her oldest brother (he was 30 when she was born), called and berated and shamed my mom for not coughing up more money for the funeral and burial. My mom was EXTREMELY upset. Out of her other six siblings, she was the only one with a child under 25 at that time (remember, I was 10), and money wasn't exactly free flowing. My mom was a stay-at-home mom, my dad was a Baltimore City Police Officer, and I was going to private school. We weren't rich. And my mom's sister-in-law knew this, she just didn't care. She kept calling and harassing my mom to the point of tears. My mom was miserable; she was being driven to the point of shame and madness and didn't know what to do.

That brings us to the day of the visit. I don't remember why, but I was home alone. It was late in the day, and the sun was setting. I know this because the bedrooms of my house are on the west side, and they warm up nicely as the sun goes down. Out of the three bedrooms, I found myself in the middle one that day. The back room was mine, the middle my mom's, and the front/master bedroom was my dad's. I was not allowed into his room, but the middle room had a door that was shared with the master bedroom. That door was open and there was a noise coming from the bedroom, like someone walking around. I sat at the desk, looking towards the noise and the door, and just waited.

I can't say that I was scared exactly, but I was certainly curious. I cleared my throat, closed up the desk, and swiveled in the chair so that I was looking straight at that shared door. The movement continued, but there was no shadow being cast. I grew kind of bored just waiting, so I remember looking away out of the main bedroom door and then looking back.....

When I looked back, there stood my GM in the shared doorway. She was standing there, unaided, no wheelchair, but still rocking a mumu like a champ, and as solid as any living person. I remember her looking bemused and smiling at me before she said, "Hello."; I was more confused than anything at this point, so I mumbled some sort of greeting, and stood up to walk over towards her. I don't know why that was my first thought, but it was. Anyway, as I was walking over, I could hear that someome else was moving around in the room behind her as well, although I couldn't see who it was at that point.

Before I could get any closer, my GM said that she was here because she wanted to see my mom, and asked if I could go get her. I told her that my mom was out, and her smile faltered for a brief moment before she refocused onto me and asked if I could promise to relay a message. I told her of course I could, and waited for what she had to say. She glanced behind her and into the room for a moment, towards where the noise was coming from, and then looked back at me. She began to tell me that she was happy, and that it was VERY important for me to tell my mom that she was happy. Other things were said, like not to worry about what John's wife was saying in regards to the funeral and burial, she missed us, and a few other things that I honestly can't remember. At the end, noise was still being made in the room behind her, and she could see that I was not really paying attention to her (can you imagine the hubris of not paying attention to a dead relative that has come back with a message from beyond because you're concerned about the noises coming from another room?!?!?! My life has been wild.), so she called the person over who had apparently been making all the noise, and introduced him to me.

So now I have two very solid, very elderly-looking deceased people in my house. And this man, keep in mind I've had three grandfather's, this man is someone I have NEVER seen in my life, but my GM is just TICKLED with this guy. She introduces me to him, and he has the HUGEST smile I have ever seen a person have, and he nods his head in my direction, then looks back at my GM, and reaches out to hold her hand.

From this point on I do not remember any words that were said because I was laser focused on trying to figure out WHO this guy was. When I say in the above paragraph that my GM "introduced" me to him, she did, but the name was literally foreign, and having never heard this man's name before, I couldn't clearly make it out. The only thing I knew at the time was that this guy was NOT either of my grandfather's, I had NEVER seen him before, and this is going to sound crazy (oh, yeah, okay Kim, *THIS* is going to sound crazy.... *THIS* part coming up is going to sound "crazy"..... ok, Kim), but he just *looked* Italian. I didn't recognize his name or his face, but looking at him, I just remember thinking that this dude was Italian. And that made me really, really confused because my mom's side of the family and my dad's side of the family both came over together from Germany - they settled on the same street, for goodness sakes, so I had NO IDEA where this Italian guy came from. But I could tell that they made each other really happy in whatever afterlife they were in.

Then my mind started wandering even more because I was thinking to myself that if my GM and this random dude are having a blast in the afterlife, where are my grandfathers? Who are they with? What does this mean? Are there soul mates? When is my mom comimg home? What's going to happen when I die? WHO IS THIS GUY? Why are they in my dad's room? Why is anyone thinking this is okay to lay on a 10 year old? But for real, WHO IS THIS GUY? Does he speak? Why hasn't he spoken? What is going on?

About this time is when either my GM could tell that I was about done, or she herself had done all she could in this plane of existence, because I remember her saying, "Now, you'll tell her won't you?" And I let out a humourless laugh because we all knew that at that point in my mom's life, she didn't believe in ghosts or anything paranormal. So, I kinda laughed, and glanced away and said, "I'll remember, but she's not going to believe me." As I glanced back, they were gone, and the house was silent.

Many weeks went by and I said nothing. My dad, who was very "sensitive" to that sort of thing, and had had supernatural experiences, I avoided telling him because he would have thought I was lying and hit me. He didn't like being bothered with stuff. And my mom, well, she didn't believe in the supernatural, so even though she would have listened to me and let me get the whole story out, she wouldn't have believed a word of it. So for weeks and weeks I kept this story to myself and said nothing. Not saying anything was driving me crazy, especially because I wanted to know who the guy was that had been with my GM.

It was just my mom and myself one night at dinner. And that night my mom broke down over being harrassed about the funeral/burial by her sister in law. After we had finished eating, I took a deep breath and asked my mom if we could talk. She said sure, so I gingerly brought up her mom. I could tell that it wasn't a conversation she really wanted to have, so I just jumped right to the heart of the matter......

"Mom? GM was married twice, right?"

"Yes. I told you about that."

"I know. I was just making sure."

My mom looked at me strangely, "Why would you want to 'make sure', about something like that? What even brought this up?"

Not really knowing what to do at this point, I just jumped in with both feet and started telling her the story of my GM's visit. As predicted, my mom looked thoroughly unimpressed with what I was saying.... that is, until I mentioned the Italian guy.

My mom was an olive skinned woman, but when I mentioned the Italian guy, she turned white as a sheet. She asked me to repeat myself, and then, without a word, my mom got up and left the kitchen. I heard her climb into the attic, and there she stayed for quite some time. She had been gone so long, I was starting to doubt that she was coming back, and I got scared that I had said something that upset her so badly, that she had locked herself in the attic. Just as the situation crescendoed, and I was going over how I was going to explain everything to my dad when he got home and wanted to know why my mom was barricaded in the attic, my mom returned to the kitchen, out of breath, with a very huge, very old book, that she triumphantly thumped down on the table, hard.

With a flourish, she flipped open the book reveal two tin-types. One was a young woman, fashionably dressed, and posing as per the norms at the time. My mother asked, "Do you know who that is?"

I squinted a little harder at the picture. It was my GM. Young. I had never seen her young before. Was that a fox she had around her neck? She was dressed to the NINES. As I sat admiring the tin-type of my GM, I happened to glance over at the other side of the book, at the second tin-type.

This one was a bit different.

This one was a fashionably dressed young man.

THE man.

The man that had appeared all those weeks ago with my GM.

I looked up at mom. She was looking at me expectantly. "Is that him?", she asked. I nodded. It was. Much younger, but the eyes, the nose.... very much the same.

"Who is this?" I asked. My mom started to explain to me as she bade me to continue looking through the book. Before my GF, before my GM's first husband, there was this gentleman, my GM's Italian lover.

The book was full of letters, mementos, fabric, flowers, pictures, just about anything that they had sent back and forth to each other. My GM not only spoke German and English, but Italian too! Their handwritten letters were intermingled with the keepsakes within this book.

No one else in the family knew about my GM's Italian lover. The only reason my mom knew is because as my GM's caretaker towards the end, she had found this and asked her mom about it. Apparently my GM and this Italian gentleman had been together for a very long time. Something happened that forced him to return to Italy - I'm not sure of it was Visa related, or if someone had taken ill - but he had asked my GM to come to Italy with him, and she had declined.

Throughout the book, there were more letters from him after he had gone back to Italy, wherein he was trying to figure out different ways for my GM and him to be together, but eventually the letters stopped (probably because my GM refused to go to Italy). Shortly thereafter, my GM married her first husband, a fellow German by the name of Walter. And the rest is, as they say, history.

So, what did I learn from all this? I learned that once you die, you don't necessarily end up with who you were with while you were alive; you can make house calls to your grandchildren and leave messages for your own, grown children. And being on a different plane of existence will not stop a person from throwing shade when it's justified because the living are acting a fool.

Ah, the mysteries of the supernatural.

[throne-of-games]

Thoughts on 8x01

Once again this episode starts off with Dany shooting Jon glances, yet not having them returned. Tragic

The Northerners reactions to Dany riding up were gold. She looked so put off at not having people immediately bowing to her and I’m living for it

Missandei’s reaction as well was interesting. Wow they hate us

Dany’s self righteous smirk at people cowering from the dragons. Lovely, what a benevolent queen!

Jon hopping off his horse quick af without even thinking to offer Dany a hand because he’s so happy to be home and see his family. Lmao Aegon, who?

Sansa not having it with the empty flattery is my sexuality

Yeah, the Night King’s got a dragon now, good goin’ guys!

Dany standing off to the side looking super out of place during the meeting while Sansa and Jon sit side by side

Little Lord Umber’s introduction made me laugh

Sansa literally running this council meeting. Of course. She’s the only sensible one left in this gd series.

I’m not sure what you are. MORE PLS

I chose the North. Foreshadowing, perhaps?

Tyrion, sit your ass down. You’re not wanted in the North anymore than your queen is. Also the fact that he truly believes Cersei’s army is coming? I can’t believe the show has dumbed his character down to this extent. Smh. 

Dany’s face while Sansa’s bringing up extremely valid points. Sorry lady, while you’re out joyriding on your dragons, someone has to be an adult and think about the people.

Loving that the “apology” to Tyrion was more of a flippant oh, yeah sorry about that than something more heartfelt like the leaks were making it out to be. 

I CACKLED when I saw that Bran was still out in the courtyard. Like someone wheel his ass inside, it’s cold out here! Poor kid

I don’t think Jon meant that “Sansa thinks she’s smarter than everyone” line as a jab against her. To me it came off as an offhand joke and as other’s have already pointed out, I think it was more of a reflection of what Jon believes Sansa thinks of him than anything else.

Also the fact that he even had to ask Arya if she ever had to use Needle shows how he doesn’t realize that they’ve all changed so much and even after the last two seasons I think this is a major reason why he seems to forget how capable and smart Sansa really is. Jamie and Sansa aren’t the only slow learners, it seems

But with that being said, STARK SISTERS STICKING UP FOR EACH OTHER 2K19!!

I’m her family too. Poor insecure bb Jon. I think this line gives insight to a lot of his insecurities and why he and Sansa butt heads often. 

Don’t forget that. Serving those ‘Jon is a Stark and will always we a Stark’ vibes hard af!!

Cersei’s response to hearing the wall fell...honestly? Mood.

You want a whore, buy one. You want a queen...earn her. CERSEI!!

Tbh I almost feel bad for Cersei, it’s really her against the world at this point and her scenes in King’s Landing feel so lonely

Theon saving Yara!! Theon going North!!

I love that it’s Dany and Jon’s advisors talking marriage but not them. What a beautiful love story!

NOTHING LASTS while literally looking at Jon and Dany. Can’t get more obvious than that lmao

WAS THAT A THREAT I HEARD?! DANY, BITCH, I WILL RIP YOUR STALE STRAW MAN LOOKIN WEAVE OFF

I get why people are pissed at Jon in that scene but it’s not like he can really throw down right then and there, he truly believes the dragons are the only way to win but y’ know I guess you could just chalk it up to bad writing

Dragons don’t like the North, hm? Well they don’t like you either, so there’s that. But seriously I’m kinda liking that bit. Dragons don’t do well in the North, they don’t belong there...Dany’s a dragon...do you see where I’m going with this?

The dragon riding scene wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be. It’s definitely setting up the fact that Rhaegal is bonded to Jon now and it’s all happening before the parentage reveal gets out. Interesting.

I’ve already posted about this but DANY IS THE ONE THAT SAID THAT SHITTY 1000 YEARS LINE, NOT JON!! Lmao

Dany initiating the kiss, while sneaking in a reminder of her status over him. Classy

All I could think about during the kiss was how awkward it must have been for Kit and Emilia. Poor bb’s

Jon eyeing Drogon during the kiss!! I’M LIVING. It came off so gd menacing like Drogon doesn’t trust him or there’s definitely some animosity there

Arya and Gendry banter, cute!!

Jon and Sansa arguing? HERE FOR IT. I really liked the way Jon said “I brought home two armies and two dragons.” To me, it came off very much like he was saying I’ve done all of this, what more can I do to earn your approval. He needs to be validated by her so bad and it’s so precious. Also “she’s not her father.” Ten minutes later finds out she burnt a son and father together just like her father. That’s some goooood foreshadowing right there, mhm!

I wanted to cry for Sam. I felt so bad for him. And Dany was so cold throughout the whole thing, like she couldn’t spare an ounce of sympathy but let’s be honest, no surprise there. Also, all the antis who said sam’s not gonna care!! can suck my big toe

Anyone else get the feeling that Jorah might be torn here? He owe’s Sam, feels grateful towards him but now that Dany and Sam are at odds, Jorah’s gonna be caught in the middle of this. Super interested to see how that plays out

BRAN IS STILL IN THIS FUCKING COURTYARD?!

Jon being shocked at what Dany did because of course she didn’t tell him, they’ve had a total of like maybe seven conversations throughout the course of the entire show

That whole crypt scene was just odd to me. I felt like Jon was trying to rationalize to himself rather than to Sam why Dany wasn’t that bad and why he didn’t make a huge mistake in bringing her to the North because he honestly, truly believes the dragons are their last chance at survival. Doesn’t seem like someone trying to convince himself that his gf is a good person it seems like someone trying to convince himself that he didn’t acquire another threat in his quest to defeat the original threat. Poor guy just can’t catch a break.

Anyone else think that “Daenerys is our queen, that’s treason,” line sounded a little halfhearted or was it just me?

“You gave up your crown to save your people, would she do the same?” NO SHE WOULDN’T, WE LITERALLY SAW THIS HAPPEN IN SEASON 7!! THIS EXACT FUCKING SCENARIO!! 

Love how Jon doesn’t answer that with a resounding of course she would because he fucking knows she wouldn’t since he y’know LIVED IT 

JAMIE HAS ARRIVED!!

The Night King is extra af making wall murals out of body parts, can’t you just send a raven or something? Sweet baby jesus 

Did anyone else feel like this episode was just kind of blah? Like it feels like they’re just trying to get the show over at this point, the parentage reveal was way lackluster and everything was just kinda eh. Maybe it’s because of the leaks, I don’t know but I sure hope the rest of the season will turn out better.

[ofheroesandvillains]

From The Start - Bucky Barnes

Bucky Barnes/Fem!reader

Words: 4.6k Warnings: None. Maybe a tiny bit of angst but not really. Pining. Request: ‘Hi! I looove your stories! Can I request a Buckyxreader os where she’s Steve’s gf but Bucky loves her and then they break up and he helps her get over Steve? Maybe later they get married and you can include dad!bucky?? idk…if you don’t want to do it that’s okay! Thnx :)))’

Thanks for the request and I hope it’s okay! I feel like it might be a little rushed, because I tried to include the whole request, so there might be a few time jumps! If you look closely, you’ll notice my inability to make Steve anything other than The Good Guy. Thanks for reading folks :)

(Gif not mine!)

Just seeing her was enough to put a smile on his face.

That shouldn’t have been the case, definitely not, especially considering who he was and who she was to him. The feelings he had for her, the ones he'd always had for her since the moment he met her, they were toxic. The places his mind would travel, the loving and -admittedly- sinful thoughts that it stumbled upon in those travels…they were dangerous thoughts to be having.

But that didn’t stop him from having them. Nothing could. He wouldn’t lie to himself and say he tried to move on, he knew he didn’t. He wasn’t the type to go out and find a pretty distraction in a tight dress, he knew how he felt and he knew that nothing was going to change that. If anything, it would make him feel even worse.

Every time he saw her, he felt alive.

Every time he spoke to her, he knew only she would be able to make him feel such things.

There was no one else like her, not in his eyes.  

She was beautiful and funny, and kind, and he could go on and on about the long list of things he loved about her, but at the end of the day it would get him nowhere.

Why?

Because she wasn’t his to love. She was only his best friend.

And the fact that her boyfriend was his closest friend made him sick to his stomach. What would Steve say if he found out just what went through Bucky’s mind whenever he saw his girl? Steve knew that the two had become best friends in the time that they had known each other, but that only made Bucky feel even worse.

Steve trusted him. He trusted him with his life and his girl, and Bucky’s mind betrayed that trust every single day. Whether it was a sweet daydream in the middle of a workout, or his darkest fantasy when he was alone at night, he shouldn’t have been thinking about her like that.

He had tried to dissuade himself…how would you feel if the roles were reversed?

But did asking himself that really make a difference? Of course not, because in the safety of his mind he could have her to himself. He was allowed to be internally selfish if he was externally selfless, at least that’s what he always told himself. It wasn’t like he would ever act on his feelings, and he definitely knew that she wouldn’t accept them anyway.

Y/N…

She loved Steve, and no matter how much it pained Bucky to admit it, they were great together. So great that he had to look away from them whenever they so much as smiled at each other. So great that it hurt him to think about just when Steve would be taking that next step.

Was he a terrible person for hoping the answer was ‘never’?

But he knew that realistically it was probably soon. His friend had been acting strange lately, nothing too serious, but when Bucky asked him what was on his mind, Steve had told him that he had a big decision to make and that he was hoping it’d all be for the better.

If that didn’t mean marriage then Bucky didn’t know what did.

And it hurt. It hurt to even consider the fact that he would never have her…that she would be Steve’s in every sense of the word. Bucky loved her, and there was nothing that could be done to change that. So how would he be able to sit there, with a smile on his face, and watch her start the rest of her life with another man? With his best friend?

It would be cruel to ask him to do so.

Fortunately for him, he would soon come to realise just how wrong his assumption was…

“Y/N?” Bucky frowned in concern.

He’d heard the news, and despite the fact that he was a little hurt that Steve hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him in person, he knew she was hurting a lot more than he was.

A few of her friends had already been over to see her, but she hadn’t answered the door once, no matter how much they all begged her to. He had only just returned from a mission, where Steve had finally confirmed what no one had expected.

He was leaving the city and moving upstate to the Facility. It was even worse when Bucky realised that Steve…well, he didn’t want Bucky to go with him. It was almost like he was desperate to get away for a while.

Bucky’s heart had shattered as soon as he heard the news, and he hated that familiar feeling of helplessness that he’d grown accustomed to in his life.

It was bad enough that his best friend didn’t want to be around him, but if Steve was leaving, then so was she…and he didn’t know how to deal with that. Bucky believed that Steve was somewhat hesitant to leave, knowing that the city would always be his home, and that he would have to leave his friends behind. But he’d mistaken Steve’s sadness for something it wasn’t. He wasn’t sad about leaving, it was only a few hours away after all…he was sad because of how he was leaving.

Bucky knew that he shouldn’t have been so relieved to hear it, but he was.

“So, it’s true then…you’re heading upstate?”

���Uh, yeah.” Steve’s brows furrowed, a frown marring his tired features. Recent weeks had taken their toll, physically and emotionally. The guilt of avoiding Bucky was eating him up, but he couldn’t bear it…seeing it all play out before his eyes.

“Listen, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“Ah don’t worry about it.” Bucky waved off his friend’s obvious concern with a forced smile. “I’m surprised Y/N didn’t tell me though.”

Steve almost flinched at her name.

Bucky could barely get the words past his lips. Why hadn’t she told him? They told each other everything and this wasn’t just some vacation that Steve had booked for them, she was leaving the city!

Steve cleared his throat uncomfortably, eyes dropping to the floor as a sudden sadness flooded them. “Th-That’s because she didn’t know…”

After everything he’d been through, Steve knew that if anyone deserved happiness it was Bucky. He knew when he was beat, and it was only a matter of time until someone got hurt at the rate they were all going. He couldn’t stay, not when he could see his best friend’s heart break a little more each day. Not when he was questioning the nature of his own relationship every time he saw them together.

Bucky should not have been happy to hear that his friend had broken up with his girl to move to away for a fresh start…he shouldn’t have been so relieved, especially knowing that the woman he loved was probably a broken-hearted mess after the man she loved told her he didn’t want to continue their relationship.

He could tell it hurt Steve to talk about, he loved her more than anything…at least that’s what Bucky had thought. He couldn’t even imagine leaving her behind if he was in Steve’s shoes. There wasn’t a thing he wouldn’t do in order to convince her to join him if he ever left. Steve had always looked so happy with her, Bucky couldn’t help but wonder what on earth was more important to him than his girl.

It didn’t matter, what did matter was the fact that for whatever strange reason, their relationship was over.

And as any true friend would, Bucky had gone straight to her apartment after a debriefing to see if she was okay. He knew she wasn’t, but after calling all of her closest friends (who didn’t seem too happy with him simply because of his association with Steve) and finding out that she hadn’t answered any of them, Bucky was worried. So he took the spare key she’d given him, in case of emergency, and made his way over.

He wasn’t surprised that she hadn’t answered the door, and for a moment he even hesitated. What if she screamed at him for letting himself in when she so obviously wanted to be alone? Despite his worries, he knew that his concern for her outweighed them, so he let himself in and approached the closed bedroom door.

His light knock was ignored and he eased the door open gently, just in case she was asleep. She wasn’t asleep, he could tell by the periodic sniffles coming from her curled up form.

“Y/N?”

She remained unresponsive, but that didn’t deter him. At least she wasn’t yelling, that was something positive at least. His mind told him not to do it, but he moved forward anyway, laying down behind her. Hesitantly, he reached out to gently pull her elbow back. Despite tensing at first, she let him turn her around, puffy eyes avoiding his gaze as she was finally revealed to him.

She knew she must have looked terrible. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy, her face was damp, and her nose was sore from all of the constant wiping. It broke his heart to see her in such a state, and when she finally met his sympathetic gaze her face crumpled once more. Bucky was quick to pull her into his arms, stroking her head with one hand, while the other rubbed soothing circles into her back.

For a few minutes they stayed that way, with Bucky telling her she would be okay, and that he was sorry (despite not having anything to be sorry for). He was glad to finally see the tears stop falling for a moment.  

“Did you know?” Her voice was thick and hoarse, and it hurt him to hear her so dejected.

“No. I would have told you…I think that’s why he didn’t tell me.” Her face burrowed further into the crook of his neck.

“I just don’t understand.”

She sniffled loudly and he tightened his grip around her.

“Neither do I…”

And he really didn’t. Who in their right mind would have left a girl like her?

Not Bucky, that was for sure.

Despite those long nights where she would lay on her couch watching crappy shows and wallowing in self pity, life went on. She wouldn’t lie and say that she was over her ex. Steve was the one she thought she’d be with forever. They had spoken of a future together, marriage, kids, all of it. So what had changed?

She still didn’t know. Perhaps that’s why she could never completely get him off of her mind. It was the fact that she didn’t have that closure, the fact that she had no idea why he had broken up with her. Did it really matter? Not really. She shouldn’t have been wasting her time thinking about it. It was done, and no matter how much she questioned the reasoning behind it, it wouldn’t change a thing. Steve would still be gone, and she would still be single.

But she wasn’t alone, and that was the main thing. Her friends had really been the support she needed, and Bucky in particular had done everything to help her through it all. The girls had been wary of him at first, knowing that he was Steve’s friend, but they had accepted him quickly when they seemed to pick up on certain feelings that she herself had missed. Yes, they all knew. They could see it in the way he did anything and everything for her…the man was in love.

But she didn’t know that just yet, and they hoped that once all of the Steve business was behind her, she’d settle down with someone like Bucky, who’d treat her right.

For now, they were just friends. But time kept flying by and he was unknowingly pushing those boundaries and blurring any lines that may have been between them, more and more often…

Like right now.

“Hey, do you have a spare shirt I could borrow? I dropped spaghetti on mine.”

She looked up from her phone and froze. If he noticed her wide eyes rake up and down his bare torso, he made no mention of it. But she was certain that he was too busy scowling at the stained shirt to realise that she had, for the first time in their friendship, unashamedly checked him out. It was weird. Was it weird? He was a good looking guy, everyone knew that! Why would it be weird? It would only be weird if she made it weird.

It’s not weird. It’s not. Oh my god, stop staring at him!

“-Y/N? Y/N!”

She finally tore her eyes away and cleared her throat quietly, finding it oddly dry. He looked more concerned when she met his gaze than anything else.

“Huh?”

“Are you okay?” Bucky frowned at her odd behaviour, resting a hand on her shoulder as he moved to sit beside her on the couch. She inhaled sharply at the proximity and shot up from the couch so fast that he visibly flinched.

“Yes!” She answered quickly, wincing at how unnecessarily loud her voice was. “I’m- I’m good. Great even.” She forced a strained laugh.

“Shirt, right? Yes. Okay, I have- I’ll go get it. A shirt…for you.” Good lord.

It wasn’t like she had no idea that Bucky was attractive before. But now…wait a minute, did she find him attractive now? He was her best friend! There was no way that was it, he had never been attractive to her. She had never been attracted to him in that way, it wasn’t something you thought of your best friend, and definitely not when that best friend was also best buddies with your ex.

She pushed the thoughts out of her mind with an irritated sigh as she riffled through her wardrobe.

Bucky didn’t know what to think of the strange display he’d just witnessed. She wasn’t down very often anymore, sometimes he could tell if it crossed her mind, but she wasn’t sad. She was just…well, weird. All he had done was ask for a shirt, but it seemed to bother her. Oh, what if she only had Steve’s old clothes left over and he had unintentionally reminded her of it all?

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

He cursed under his breath at the thought. Despite a few bumps in the road, she was on her way to getting over Steve. It was slow, and he knew she still missed the companionship, but she was happier in recent weeks. Her old relationship was no longer the priority in her mind, and Bucky hoped that it soon wouldn’t bring her any pain at all. He was aware that her friends wanted the same for her, but while they wanted him to take Steve’s place, Bucky knew that it was impossible.

She would never see him that way.

At first he’d felt guilty for considering confessing his feelings to her, but knowing that Steve was moving on with Sharon had alleviated some of that tension. In fact, Steve would always ask how she was holding up whenever he called. There was no curiosity or jealousy at the thought of her moving on, only concern for her wellbeing. Steve was a good guy, the best even, and he’d said it himself…if he could move on, then so could she. He’d only be happy so long as she was happy.

“Here you go.” She smiled as she held out a familiar shirt, and he shot her a small smirk in return.

“You have my shirt?” He cocked a dark brow, a warm feeling settling in his chest at the thought of her wearing it. It was an older one and obviously well-worn, but he hadn’t even realised that it had gone missing. Was this her only one? Did she sleep in it? Okay, that last one was wishful thinking, he seriously doubted that Steve would have ever been happy to see his girl sleeping in another man’s shirt, no matter how close they were.

“Of course, you’re my best friend, I had to steal one of them.” She grinned brightly, missing the way his own smile weakened at the label. She didn’t mention that it was her favourite item of clothing though. But she did suddenly question why it was her favourite. It wasn’t the most comfortable, it wasn’t even the most practical…but it was his.

She was almost uneasy at the thought, something that felt an awful lot like guilt settling in her stomach. Steve had never cared when she wore Bucky’s shirt before, it hadn’t meant anything and he knew it, but now…now she was questioning if it did mean something. It was easy to say ‘no’, to tell herself that she was being silly and that she had latched onto the closest male after her break-up. But she wasn’t entirely sure that was the case.

But there was only one way to make sure she wasn’t:

a) Using her best friend as a potential rebound

b) Losing her damn mind

and…

c) Genuinely attracted to Bucky

“So, what did you need?” Bucky asked from the couch as she raided her wardrobe in the next room over.

She didn’t answer, but stepped in front of the TV screen to steal his attention before he could repeat his question.

“I need your advice. Peach or red?” She asked, holding up a dress in each hand. Bucky assessed each with a quick scan. In his eyes she could wear a garbage bag and still look beautiful.

“Hm, the peach one. What’s this for?” His brows furrowed, that cute little crease in between them that she- oh boy.

That was what this was for. She needed to get her damn mind off of Bucky, and he needed to get his mind off of her. Especially considering how comfortable they had become recently. Ever since -what she called- the ‘Shirt Revelation’, a month ago, she’d told herself that she would be careful around Bucky. But that seemed to go out the window every time he came over. Which was always.

He would stay over often, and more than once they had awkwardly woken up snuggling on the couch. It had done nothing to calm her thoughts about him, and it worried her that maybe her clinginess was rubbing off on him. She was certain that there had never been romantic feelings on his end before, but now it was becoming a little obvious that that may have no longer been the case. 

Was she doing this to him? Was she making him think he had feelings for her because she had become so attached to him?  

She concluded that yes, she was. And as a result, she decided to do them both a favour and give herself the rebound she was certain she needed, while simultaneously giving him the space he needed to shake whatever she’d done to him out of his system.

She knew Bucky better than anyone, and he knew her just as well. She would never ruin what they had because of some stupid feelings that she shouldn’t have had. What would Steve think of this? She hadn’t even considered that. God, she was surprised Bucky even gave her the time of day. What kind of person jumped onto her ex’s best friend?

“Oh, um…I have a date tonight.”

Bucky froze completely, his chest seizing as her words sunk in.

“A…date?” She heard the strain in his voice, and realised that he wasn’t the only one who didn’t like the sound of it.

“Yeah.” She had whispered it so quietly that he could barely hear the sadness lacing the single word. It was for his own good, she reminded herself. But that little voice at the back of her head still couldn’t help but ask ‘why?’.

“Oh. With who?” Bucky tried his hardest to sound nonchalant, but he knew it wasn’t working as well as he would have hoped.

He had been under the impression that they were slowly moving forward in their relationship, and he had never been happier in his life than in those moment where he could see his feelings reflected in her own eyes. Steve knew, he’d apparently known for a long time, but Bucky couldn’t keep it from him any longer. It wouldn’t be fair and he deserved to know in case things did go any further. Much to Bucky’s surprise, his string of apologies was met with a chuckle, and approval he had not anticipated.

But the idea of her feeling even remotely the same way…it was too good to be true. And apparently it wasn’t true.

“Just some guy from work.”

Lucas was actually a sweetheart, and he had made his interest known when he joined her company recently. At first she’d told him she needed some time to think about it, and knowing about her recent break-up, he had been more than happy to give her the time she needed. It was only once her feelings for Steve seemed like yesterday’s problem, that she decided to take Lucas up on his offer of dinner. She loved Bucky, but only as a friend. She couldn’t let it get further than that.

“Is he…nice?”

“Yeah, I mean, he seems sweet.” She bobbed her head awkwardly.

“Good. That’s…that’s really good. I’m sure he’s a good guy.”

Yeah, but he’s not you…

Bucky swallowed dryly, forcing the words out somehow. He hated this whole situation, but he’d kept his silence for years where his feelings for her were involved, and now that he was certain she knew about them, it seemed like this was her response. She wasn’t interested.

“Yeah, I think so too.” Her words were just as forced.

“When will you be back?”

“I’m not sure.”

His heart stopped as dread settled in his stomach.

“You- you are coming back, right?”

“Yes, of course!” Her eyes widened when she realised why he was asking. 

Bucky nodded, only slightly relieved by her words. If he had it his way, she wouldn’t be going anywhere at all.

“Right…well, I’ll be here if you need me.”

Dinner with Lucas was perfect.

He was a complete gentleman. Honest, funny, charming and easy on the eyes…she really couldn’t have asked for much more in a potential partner.

So why was her mind on another man? She was distracted, even Lucas had noticed it, if the assessing look on his face was anything to go by. She couldn’t help it, how was she supposed to focus when the heartbroken look on Bucky’s face was burned into her mind as soon as she stepped out of her door?

“You don’t really want to be here, do you?” Despite his blunt words, Lucas smiled in amusement.

“What? No, of course I do! You’re a great guy-“ she argued, only to be cut off by a soft chuckle.

“But not the one on your mind right now.” Lucas shot her a knowing smile and her face dropped at the truth in his words.

“I-I…” She sighed. How could she respond to that? They both knew anything but an affirmative response was a lie, but Lucas didn’t deserve a flaky date.

“Listen, Y/N…I knew from the moment I met you that there was someone else, I just figured that you were trying to move past it. But maybe I was wrong about that…”

“Yeah. Look, I’m really sorry about this.” She rubbed at her temples anxiously, but he just gave her a forgiving smile.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I uh, I know what it’s like.” Lucas waved away her concerns. “But I mean…why are you here with me, if you want to be with someone else?”

“Honestly?” He nodded once, curious to hear her answer. “I’m scared.”

“Of what?” Lucas frowned.

“He’s kinda…my ex’s best friend.” She decided that it sounded so much worse out loud. She couldn’t imagine what Lucas thought of her now. Wasn’t it against bro-code to date a friend’s ex?

“Oh.” He winced at the thought.

“Yeah, oh.” She forced a chuckle.

“Is your ex the type to hold a grudge?”

She almost snorted. Steve was more likely to congratulate her than ever hold a grudge, but that didn’t stop her from feeling guilty. Because what if he actually did care? It wasn’t a good idea to think of the ‘what ifs’ but she still cared about Steve, despite the way it had all ended. She wasn’t in love with him anymore, but he’d always hold a place in her heart, and she didn’t want to hurt him by dating his best friend.

“Not really, no. He doesn’t even live in the city anymore.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Lucas shrugged as if it were the easiest choice in the world. It was for him. If he left his girl and she decided to move on with someone else, he had no say in the matter. Even if it was his friend. Who was he to stand in the way of two people who loved each other?  

She stared at him for a long moment, and he shot her an encouraging smile.

“Well, go on! Let me know how it goes on Monday.”

“You’re the best, Lucas…really, you’re amazing.” She stated earnestly.

He shrugged half-heartedly, and she was quick to press a kiss to his cheek before finally heading to where she was always supposed to be.

“Y/N?”

Bucky frowned in confusion when he heard the front door swing open. It had only been 40 minutes. There was no way she could have already been home.

“Hey…” She replied in a breathy tone, eyes locked on him as if she were seeing something she had never seen before.

“I thought you were on your date.” He looked confused, but there was a hint of relief on his face.

“Yeah, it didn’t really work out.” She smiled sheepishly, but his face hardened.

“Did he try something?”

“Wha- Oh! No! He was great. Fine. Perfect really, he didn’t do anything.” She reassured him.

Bucky knew it was a tinge of jealousy that he felt. Great, fine, perfect…he probably would have felt better if the guy had done at least something wrong, but he was quick to mentally scold himself for thinking such a thing. He’d kill anyone who tried to hurt her in any way.  

“Then- then why are you here. If he’s perfect.” He chewed his bottom lip, a strange feeling of anticipation filling him. This was it, there was no other explanation for it. Just seeing the look in her eyes was proof enough.

“You know why. Because…he’s not perfect for me.” She sighed, deciding to ignore his jealousy and just go for it. No more beating around the bush. “Bucky, I-“

“I’ve been in love with you since the moment I met you.” He blurted out. He looked so calm that she thought he must have really not cared anymore. He didn’t care if she knew, he just had to get it out, and in that moment she realised that she didn’t care either.

“I can’t stop thinking about you and I’m scared because the last person I cared about this much left me and I still don’t know why.”

Bucky could feel his heart racing, and for a moment he thought he’d been daydreaming again. But no, she was there and this was happening. He knew it was real the moment she took his hands into her own and their gazes met.

“Buck, I loved Steve. He was a great partner at the time, but that’s all he was. You are my best friend, and if I lose you, I don’t just lose another man I love. I lose everything.”

He removed his hands from her own, cupping her face and gently tilting her head up to look at him. There was so much warmth and love in the smile he sent her that she didn’t deny his words for a second.

“I promise you, doll…you will never lose me.”  

She was crying again.

He tried his hardest to make her happy, holding her close and pressing a loving kiss to her head, telling her that everything would be okay…

Nothing seemed to work and he just didn’t know why. Maybe he wasn’t the best person to be in this position, maybe he had underestimated just how hard it would be.

But god was it worth it.

Parenthood was not for everyone, but having his 4 month old daughter in his arms even if she was wailing at 3 in the morning, was a blessing. Y/N was preparing a bottle, leaving Bucky to try and calm their daughter, something he had never been too good at. When she was happy, their little girl would squeal joyfully at the very sight of him, especially when he finally got home after a mission. There was no doubt that she was her father’s daughter. But when she was upset, it was only her mother who could calm her.

Which was exactly why Bucky sighed in relief as soon as his fiancé walked through the door. As if sensing her mother’s presence, his daughter’s cries died down to small whimpers and she held her small arms out as soon as she noticed Y/N’s smiling face.

Bucky smiled softly as he handed their daughter over, knowing he never really could look away from Y/N when she entered a room, especially when she held their little girl so tenderly. He was so in love with her, so in love with their little family, that he still couldn’t believe it had all worked out like this.

Nothing in the world was more important to him than his girls.

[kawaiikatanabushi]

Hello! I have a rather random ask about Souji. The scenario is Souji & gf are celebrating their anniversary in the restaurant where they had their first date. But it turns out that the menu has been revamped totally, and gf cannot find the previous dishes that she wants to order for the celebration. She's getting emotional as she flipped through the new menu and can't find any item at all that's to her liking. She feels like leaving, but they've already ordered their drinks (Cont.)

Thank you so much for this particular ask @nospringonions ! With such specifics, it was easy to be intrigued and wonder as to what Souji would do. Without further ado, what would the Souji do?

Just for starters, being together for a year is an important mark for Souji, and shows commitment to him in a way no verbal promise would. Taking his lady out for a sentimental date to the spot of their first date is his way of showing his commitment to her. He loves her, flaws and all, no matter how silly or childish he may think they are. She's put up with his particular personality and he knows he is not an easy many to love, but here they are on their first year anniversary. (In all honesty, he's thinking of what a first year anniversary would look like for their marriage. He is far more romantic than even he realizes.)

Dating for a year brings with it a certain amount of familiarity and he isn't surprised by this pickiness. Of course, he teases her about it at times and has made light of it before with a smear of ketchup to her nose or placing a particularly wrinkly fry upon her sandwich. Making light of it is how he has tried to make it better and get a smile on her face. He has learned her limits the hard way, however, and hates to see her cry over it. So much so, that he has analyzed their plates of food and handed her the prettiest one before, ordering the same food to assure she is happy. Besides, she has dealt with his full body shivers over green onions and his passionate distaste for many vegetables. He can't really throw a stone to it. Her pickiness, he was expecting.

The menu change from Americana to seafood on the menu, he was not expecting. In all honesty, he blames himself internally. He just assumed a restaurant would be the same, even a year later. He should have checked the menu on his phone, as he had grown accustomed to doing for her. Maybe the ambience change should have clued him in. Besides, he was too carried away with the simple dress his girlfriend was wearing. She was the picture of beautiful and dressed up just a little for him. He loves her in cargo pants or jeans, but a nice dress didn't go unnoticed either.

One glance at the menu and he looks over to her, trying to gauge her reaction to the changes. Lip biting isn't a good sign. He leans over, enveloping her hand in his. "Are you okay? Do you think you can find something you like?" She nods, but he keeps an eye on her. He could eat plenty on the menu, but his hunger isn't his primary focus. He's already trying to figure out how to fix the situation. He isn't going to blame her in the slightest.

So, the jokes start coming as she goes quiet, hastily flipping back over the menu. "Geez, talk about a change of pace, ne?" She doesn't answer, being pulled into her anxiety and fretting in a reserved spiral. "Have I changed this much in a year?" No response. His smile goes straight. Once the tears start falling, he winces. It doesn't aid the situation that her crying face is absolutely adorable to him. If the restaurant wasn't so crowded, he would sidle up to her and kiss it better. If all else fails, he is still tempted to do so.

"It's not here..." She laments softly, and scrambles over the menu. "They don't have it." The waiter comes up and asks if they are ready. Souji politely requests some time, calmly explaining they came on their first date a year ago. The waiter's simple "okay" shows no sign of help there. If this guy judges his girl one more time... "Souji... I... I can't eat this stuff. I hate it! Nothing's right. I just wanted to order the first meal I ever had with you... it's not here!" She starts crying and an arrow of sympathy pierces his heart. He takes her hands in his, quietly suggesting that she go to the bathroom, wash up and come back once she has settled. He will take care of everything. She nods and hastens to the bathroom. He mentally notes there are several cuddles waiting for her once they get to his place, maybe even in the car if he can't stand it.

"Hey." He calls the waiter, nodding him over with a stern frown. "Look pal, my girlfriend and I had our first date here. She's unhappy and so I'm unhappy. Don't open your mouth, just listen. Are there any chefs here from the original menu a year ago? If not, I'm taking my business and the cash you'd get out of the deal right out the door." With the bribe in place, the waiter scurries off to locate a chef after Souji tells him exactly what they ate the first time. The chef comes over to argue down this crazy customer, until he meets those steely green eyes. He promises to make their meal after Souji explains the sentimentality of the situation, even throws in her allergies to seafood and nuts as an added leverage, and with the neccessary compensation, the chef darts off to other restaurants nearby that will have the proper ingredients.

Finally, his girlfriend comes back and is surprised to arrive to the exact dishes of their first date and a lovingly smiling Souji. "How did you...?" He smiles. "Don't worry. I didn't kill anyone." He winks. The tears in her eyes are a positive sign this time and Souji's chest swells with a mixture of accomplishment and love. He'll do anything for her, even bribe wait staff and throw a sob story out for the whole restaurant to hear.

The meal is delicious and they reminisce, his hand laying on hers. He won't let a silly thing like food stand in the way of her happiness. Even if the meal became twice as expensive, the look of joy as she beams up at him is all the thanks he ever needed. Maybe it was a good thing he toted along the ring in his pocket.

I hope you enjoyed this! And just to add, I'm going to say this is a family run restaurant and they can pull these kinds of strings in the kitchen. I'm glad he can put that manipulation to good use. Lol.

I do hope this answer was satisfying to your imagination. Thank you for asking, again!

[seidrstuff]

Ritual Basics: Creating Your Ritual

The point of any ritual is what works for YOU. You are the one building relationships with the gods, your ancestors and the spirits of the place/wights(referred to as the unseen for brevity) as well as any friends or family who are practicing with you. Anything I say here is a loose guideline.

I’ve drawn heavily on The Elder Troth: An Introductory Course of Study by KveldufR Hagen Gundarsson(which is an excellent guide for understanding standard Troth practice), some ADF bits and my Wiccan training for how I do rituals.

Questions before your ritual

What type of ritual would you like to do?

A basic blessing/prayer is known as a blot. All that takes is a horn/cup/glass with something a little special, like mead or sparkling apple juice or apple cider. However, if you can’t afford that, then water you have prayed over is fine. It is the speaking words of prayer or praise over it that make the container and what is inside sacred. Then you drink and pour a bit aside to pour out on the ground later(or if you are practicing outside, right there at the time).

A building block you can add is the sumbel/sumble/toast, boast and roast. A sumbel is toasting, or if you are practicing with others, passing the container of special juice around and have people toast a god/ancestor/spirit of place/person/event(depending on what your ritual purpose is). This is also a community building exercise, both between you and the unseen and between you and the seen. If you have accomplished something difficult, this is where you brag about that, take pride in it. If you need help with something, this is where you ask for it, so that the unseen/seen can help you. If you have something hard to do and would like someone to hold you accountable for doing it, this is where you vow to do the thing, with the expectation that the community, unseen and seen, will witness your oath.

What is your purpose?

Are you giving thanks? Are you honoring an astronomical event?(half of the “Wheel of the Year” is based on equinoxes and solstices). Are you honoring a widely held pagan holiday? Are you honoring a life transition?(birth, adulthood, marriage, identity transition, death) Are you asking for help?

Who are you asking/thanking/praying to?

Are you speaking to your deity/deities of choice? Are you asking your ancestors for advice? Are you asking the spirits of place to bless your garden/pet/houseplant?

Part of my practice is giving offerings/gifts to whoever I am speaking with. Each god/ancestor/spirit of place will have an appropriate offering and you get to choose what that is. For example, if I am giving thanks to Odin for his help with my disabled ass, I offer him a poem or a song(he also likes brain teasers and word puzzles). I try to choose offerings that are easily disposed of and take more devotion than money. I spent most of my pagan life poor, so elaborate offerings of expensive components is not something I do often.

Many deities have some overlap as to what offerings are acceptable, for instance in my experience, Frigga and Sif have a grain/cornmeal/barley/rye/flour overlap. My wife is gluten free (GF), which means we don’t have conventional flour in our home. I have gotten good results with GF oat flour and birdseed. In my experience, the Norse gods are especially impressed/gladdened by flexibility, frugality and ingenuity.

How many people?

There are practical as well as spiritual compromises that must be made whenever you add other people to a ritual. If you are practicing alone, the only person you have to worry about is yourself.

For a practical example, if I am doing a simple blot, I can do that anyplace I can hold a glass. However, if I am adding members of my household, then I need to clear out and clean up a space to hold that practice.

Practical considerations:

Are is there space for singing/dancing/gesturing? 

Is there anything that can be tripped over or run into?

 Is there a quiet space for someone to process their experience? 

Is it accessible to the people I have invited? (As I have grown older and more visibly disabled, I have to look out for pitfalls that many pagans don’t see). 

Is there enough parking? 

Is your space close to public transportation?

For a spiritual example, if I am doing a simple blot, I have a dedicated place that has been blessed and cleansed and holds the grooves of rituals repeated daily for years. However, if I am adding the members of my household, then I need to purify and cleanse that space so that it is easier for me to see it as sacred, protect it from the unfriendly unseen and help those people with me to leave better than when they came in.

Spiritual considerations:

Am I in a relatively stable emotional/mental state? 

If someone is affected deeply by the ritual, do I have the spoons to take care of them, to help them through their distress?

If I don’t have those spoons, do I have someone that can step in and do that?

Especially for people that are new to ritual work, the energy raised and used can be overwhelming. It can stimulate damage from religious or family of origin trauma. It can stimulate damage from past relationships with unseen and seen. It can also stimulate manic joy and gladness, which can be distressing to some.

As the host of the ritual, it is your responsibility to have at least thought about what to do if someone is distressed in your ritual.

Constructing Ritual Space

Wiccans have a cleansing/casting/calling routine for creating sacred space. ADF druids have an offering/calling cycle that invites the unseen. Heathens use a variety of sacred space creation methods, from making the sign of the Hammer over the assembled to the elaborate ritual laid out in The Elder Troth.

Purifying/cleansing can be as simple or as complicated as you want it to be. I like the four element Wiccan system, sprinkling salt water for water and earth and wafting incense for fire and air as I claim that space as sacred.

I also like claiming the space with fire, or carrying a torch or candle around the area, using a chant to Thor out of the sagas. Many Norse pagans just make the sign of the Hammer(which looks a bit like making a giant T in the air) to make a space sacred. The nice thing about claiming the place cleansed in the name of Thor also calls upon the most valiant protector of Asgard, adding to my mind an extra level of protection.

As a performance note, it is common during public rituals for the ritual facilitator to do the cleansing in the presence of the people as part of the ritual. Because of my increasing disability and general lack of spoons, I will either do that part ahead of time or have someone else say the words to reassure people during the ritual, even if I have set up my protections beforehand. So making that space sacred ahead of time is fine.

Many pagans keep that space dedicated for ritual use only. I don’t. Up until recently, I have lived in small apartments, so I didn’t have the ability to have a dedicated ritual space/room. That did give me the flexibility to honor Frigga in my kitchen when I’m cooking and Freya when I’m having intimate time with my wife and Odin when I am writing at my kitchen table and communing with my spirits of place while I sat on my porch. That put me in the habit of speaking with the unseen bit by bit throughout the day, which makes me feel closer to them continuously. 

Saying the words

One of the few things I am insistent on is: write what you want to say before you say it. You can use someone’s else’s words(Wiccans use Gardner’s ritual words, I use the prayers from the Eddas and sagas) read it off the back of your hand, forget it totally, read it from flash cards. That’s not the part the matters.

If you construct what you want to say beforehand, you are setting your intent in a way we in the modern world understand and respond to. (By writing it down, I don’t mean the physical pen and paper. Dictate it, draw it, paint it, sing it, dance it, type it, use any method that works for you)

Rituals are often constructed in three acts or multiples of threes.

Act One is the opening, establishing the space, blessing/thanking those unseen and seen in attendance, and explaining what the purpose is to the gathered(if this is a solitary ritual, you don’t have to explain why you are there most of the time. The unseen appreciate the heads up sometimes, but if you’ve established relationships, you can skip this. They know.)

Act Two is the heart of the ritual, constructed from why you are there. This is so varied that I’m going to use an example here from my household.

Yule is a very important holiday to me and my queer household. We always celebrate it in a much more elaborate fashion than any other holiday. This year, because of events in the outside world as well as personal transformations, we focused on the death and the rebirth of sunlight, as a plea for continuing hope.

Our honored deities were Sunna and her brother Mani, Frigga as the matron of our home and our spirits of place for keeping us so well over the year before. We also have some Hellenic and Etruscan practitioners in our household, so we made space to honor them as well.

We assembled a variety of offerings, some baked goods we had made for Christmas celebrations later in the month, some whole grains, wood, the last of herbs we had grown in the summer and household spices. We also had words we had written for those deities that are more drawn to poetry. We have the privilege of a backyard with a fire pit, so we could throw our offerings in the fire. (In the past, I have offered spring water, pennies, rainbows through prisms, and lots of poetry, more ephemeral things that I didn’t have to find ways to dispose of.)

We spent some part of the day thinking about what we wanted to focus on during the ritual. We gathered together at sunset and had our youngest member make sure all the lights were off in the house and then carried a candle around the dark house, “relighting” our home fires. Then we offered to our deities of home and hearth. Then we offered to Sunna to return and Mani to call her home. We made offerings and prayers through the night, and kept the fire pit burning until dawn. Then we thanked Sunna for her return and let the fire burn out.

Act Two of the ritual is the most individual, the most flexible and deeply dependent on what you want to accomplish. Simple, elaborate, informal, formal, all things you get to choose. In my experience, some unseen are more formal than others, and you will learn that as you build relationships with them.

Act Three is saying goodbye. Usually in the opposite order as they were invited or acknowledged, final offerings are given, final hugs are offered, final prayers flow between the seen and unseen.

Attending someone else’s ritual is a different thing and I will post some ritual etiquette in a later piece.

Please DM me if you have any questions.

Your mileage will most certainly vary :)

Sources

Most pagan worldview systems have problematic stances on queer people, usually non-binary and/or trans folx, although there are factions of all of them that are any queer antagonistic. I try to choose sources that have less of that bias baked in, but I am not always successful.

The Elder Troth: The Elder Troth: An Introductory Course of Study by KveldulfR Hagen Gundarsson (this is under $5 on Amazon and is a great guide with exercises and readings from the lore that correspond to almost any basic question you may have as a Norse practitioner.)

The ADF Dedicant Path through the Wheel of the Year by Rev. Michael Dangler (this is under $10 and has a different ritual construction that has some great aspects)

Wicca: A Guide of the Solitary Practitioner by Scott Cunningham (This was one of my first books about Wicca and it is super problematic as to gender binaries, so read with much caution. However, it does have some useful practices that have just gotten folded in to my practice)

Positive Magic: Ancient Metaphysical Techniques for Modern Lives by Marion Weinstein (lots of problems here too, in the same Wiccan binary ways, so read with much caution, but some useful techniques for cleansing/purifying)

[multishipper-baby]

OT27 Madness

I'm starting this post by saying I'm sorry I can't put a read more. Computer is broken and stuff so you'll have to deal with this. I'll see if I can steal my dad's laptop later to fix this.

Also, @fnafhs-aesthetics asked me to tag them so. Tagged.

Anyway, here's my dumb OT27 idea. And yes, you read that number right. Buckle up, this is going to be a wild ride.

The ones that start it all are the Animotronics.

At first Chica just tells everybody that she's dating all the boys, and all of the school is to afraid to anger her and her bfs so they just deal with it.

But after a while the rest of the students began to notice the guys are weirdly close to each other and get suspicious.

Eventually a rumor comes out that they're secretly gay and, to avoid drama, they just tell the truth: They are dating Chica, but they're also all dating each other.

(At this point everybody in the band knows about Fred btw, tho they don't fully understand exactly what he is. What I can assure you is that they don't mind having 2 bfs for the price of 1)

Now everybody in school is even more confused, but Fox threatens them so they just shut up.

The next ones to get together are the Toys.

When Joy and Freddy get together, both Meg and Bon get jealous.

(Bon: OK, Freddy, first you start dating Bonnie, and now you're dating Joy too?? Stop stealing all my crushes!)

(Alsooo, Joy knows about Fred too, even if she doesn't really understand what he is she loves him)

They don't say anything for a while bc they don't want to ruin their friendship with Joy, but eventually Bon tells Bonnie, who tells Freddy, who then tells Joy.

"You do know that my boyfriend is dating five other people, don't you? Like he of all people would have an issue with me having other partners!"

So now Joy has three bfs and a gf.

(Meg and Bon don't date each other, but they are the very best metamours)

((ALSO, Toddie joins them eventually. She isn't sure about dating Joy at first but ignoring her cuteness is way to hard for anyone))

Meanwhile, Deuz been watching all of this unfold from the sidelines and it's given him an idea.

Well, if those losers can date all of their band members, we can't he?

The rest of the Nightmares are kind of unsure about it, but they do decide to give it a try and end up enjoying it way too much.

Fox accuses Deuz of copying them and they have a childish fight. Fox of course wins bc he has more strength (And more bfs).

By this point, the twins are already pretty interested in what's happening and decide to see if they can help each other get inside that already slightly complicated polycule.

The only issue is that they're both awful as wingmans. But they still persevere.

Somehow Mai manages to get together with Freddy, and Puppet winds up dating Bon.

(Also, Puppet is a transguy. Not saying it for any reason really, just letting you know)

After a lot of insistence from his partners and friends, Bon finally gathers up enough courage to ask Bonnie out. And of course Bonnie agrees bc who wouldn't?

Since their polycule seems pretty open about including new people instead of just being the five (And a shadow ghost thingy) of them, Fox decides to see if he can include another person: Springtrap. Everybody is fine with them dating, since Spring's a nice guy and all. That is, until he comments about getting another bf.

"YOU WANT TO DATE DEUZ?! HE'S AWFUL" "We talked things out and he's really sorry about everyth-" "WHY WOULD YOU EVEN LIKE HIM?!"

But, at the end of the day, nobody can really force Springtrap to stay silent about his crush and forget about it. So eventually he gets together with Deuz.

Fox is not pleased about the fact that now they're metamours but he guesses he can always punch him in the face if he breaks his "bro's" heart.

(At this point Freddy already has made a diagram to keep track of everybody. Fred insists that it's unnecessary, even tho he also tends to get a little lost sometimes)

Now we go with Loon and Usagi. After a lot of pinning, they're finally together! Much celebration. But what does that have to do with the polycule?

Well, it seems that little Loon has caught the attention of the Nightmares.

He's afraid of them at first (Mostly bc Oxy's literally 1.97 m tall and Onnie has fucking shark teeth) so he tries to avoid them.

After a while he notices that they're actually flirting with him instead of threatening him and he's. Confused, to say the least.

It takes a long while for him to get comfortable with the idea of dating a bunch of guys that look like 20-something gang members but eventually Deuz wins his trust and he gives them a try.

Usagi isn't sure how the heck his tiny bf managed to get THREE intimidating guys to pay attention to him but now he looks pretty happy with them so she just lets him have fun.

The rest of the polycule welcome both of them with open arms, tho they're kind of surprised about how many they're now.

And just when they think that maybe they're too many already, Bon starts dating Felix, who is also dating Fede. Who, mind you, is also dating Abby. Who is also also dating Lily. And just with that we add four more people to the group .

Nobody in the polycule is sure of how it got that big but now the teachers are as lost as ever with them.

(Also, I didn't mention this before but Maggie is definitely seeing both Mai and Meg. She's cool, she deserves to date cute girls)

Despite everybody joking about how now they're huge and they shouldn't bring more people in, everybody is supportive of Freddy when he starts going out with Cami.

The thing? Cami is seeing Towntrap. And Towntrap is dating Eak.

(Is everybody in this goddamn school polyamourous? Yes, the answer is yes)

By this point they're all sure finding a place to spend Valentine's day is going to be pretty fricking difficult, but eh, they'll find a way.

Freddy's diagram proves to be a lot more useful now that they're literally 26 people together.

But wait! I promised a OT27, right? Where's the last person?

Well, the last one to join is Owynn.

One day when the polycule meets up he just appears, holding Eak's hand. They're both trying to look casual but it's obvious that they're internally dying.

The rest is kind of silently debating whether they should say something or not, considering all the caos that Owynn made in the past. But, after a small chat, they decided to give him a chance.

It's kind of awkward at first. And it's quite hard for Freddy and Towntrap to get fully comfortable with him.

As time passes, though, they notice that he's making an active effort to better himself. And, despite him not being a very romantic person, it's easy to notice he actually does care for Eak and he isn't using him or something like that. Which basically wins him a place in the polycule.

Now that the entire story is written, here's some ideas:

♡ Freddy's mom is the most supportive of them, even if she's kind of surprised by the fact that his little boy has three gfs and five bfs.

♡ Most group dates are done in parks bc finding a restaurant that would actually make a table for 27 people is kind of difficult.

♡ Only people that date Freddy know about Fred, so the rest of the polycule get confused when they heard them talk about him. Freddy eventually tells them who Fred is, tho he isn't happy about it.

♡ Finding a day where they're all free is hard af. Most of the time there are at least two or three people that are missing bc they had other things to do.

♡ Talks about marriage get really awkward really fast.

♡ Some of them want to marry which gets hard bc they can't marry more than one person and they don't want to show favoritism, so they mostly avoid the subject.

♡ TALKS ABOUT CHILDREN ON THE OTHER HAND. Not everybody in the polycule wants to be a mom/dad but they all agree that if any of them ever wants to have a kid they'll be fine with it and they'll offer support.

♡ You bet your ass at the very least the Animotronics love the idea of having a baby someday (Golden is the most excited bc of course he is).

♡ When two people seriously fight like half the polycule becomes a mess.

♡ Literally everybody's biggest fear regarding their relationship is two people have a nasty breakup and the situation snowballing to the point it ruins everybody else's relationships.

♡ But so far most conflicts could be resolved by talking things out.

♡ Speaking about communication, whenever one of them is dealing with jealousy they try to help by giving them tips to deal with it in healthy ways.

♡ At first everybody in the polycule is mostly "im just here for my partners the rest I don't care about" but the more time they spend together the more protective they start to become. You hurt one? Be prepared to deal with 26 pissed off teenagers.

♡ Basically now they're a tiny army.

♡ Everybody who's an outsider is probably completely lost and just kind of goes along with anything that happens. They used to pay close attention to who is dating who but now they're so many it's incredibly hard to remember that stuff.

♡ Sometime people who don't know about the polycule go to one of them and tell them "hey I think your partner is cheating" only to get a laugh in response.

♡ Explaining their relationship can get pretty difficult.

♡ "You see, I'm dating Chica, Fox, Bonnie, Joy, Golden and Cami. Chica, Fox, Bonnie and Golden all are also dating each other, but Fox also has another boyfriend called Springtrap and Bonnie is also seeing Bon. Joy is also dating Bon and she has two other girlfriends, and Cami... You're already lost aren't you?"

♡ Despite the difficulties that come with being polyamourous they're still very happy together and very in love.

I'm shipping trash and I don't even care.

[edge-of-bizarre]

how would fishlegs and rosethorn's wedding go? Would mama ingerman approve?

Long post about engagements, weddings, and impatient mother-in-laws

I don’t think there would be a wedding without mama ingerman’s approval. I’m pretty sure that Mrs. Ingerman has long since changed her hypercritical nature (perhaps an event leads to Rosethorn proving herself worthy idk, probably just time and she notices Rosethorn actually LOVES her son, love love loves, and she’s a good influence and you KNOW rosethorn gasses fishlegs up all the time, his confidence increases)

Mrs. Ingerman goes from iffy and of course, very critical of this new woman in her son’s life, to perhaps pushing it. I think it would be a “my boy is too perfect for anyone” to a “she loves him and will take care of him and if that boy doesn’t act quick-” Her once sideways glares have changed to a rather outrageous, outright proclamation that that girl will become an Ingerman by the years end (well… sometime in the future at least) Aka Lock That Girl Down phase 1. I assume Fishlegs prob lives with his mom, perhaps he moves back in after Hiccup moves in with Astrid (i just want hiccup and fishlegs to be roomies), and i think he isn’t too thick to understand this could be seen as lady repellent, therefore dates usually end at Rosethorn’s place or he picks her up there until she’s like “you… you live somewhere right” “…. yes” “… this is setting off a lot of alarms for me, so unless you answer correctly-” “i live with my mother” “… that’s it?”

Anyway! Rosethorn is part of the family the christmas she receives her first Mama Ingerman knit sweater (think the weasley’s) and then family dinners usually involve “Have you thought about the future?” or Mrs. Ingerman asking why for the love of god he hasn’t proposed yet. She is probably giving him her old engagement ring, or at least a family engagement ring the moment she approves because “i’m not getting any younger”, I think it would be a family ring, Fishlegs does get it resized as his gf is not the same stock as the large Ingerman clan, and more than likely gets it stuck on his finger in a moment of absentminded fiddling or what if she doesn’t like it? What if it’s not good enough? What if-

Fishlegs is anxious. He is nervous. I believe he would be in a place where there is no way Rosethorn would say no to a proposal, she is totally, completely in love with him, but anxiety does not allow for logic. I’m sure he has thought about rejection, but i think she definitely calms those thoughts through actions and so more of his anxious energy is designated to making this absolutely perfect. IT MUST BE PERFECT. It is an ultimate proclamation of love, besides the wedding itself, therefore it’s his forte, but it’s also so important he wants to get it just right. He wants it to be about her, and them, and probably talks Astrid and Hiccup’s ear off because they’ve done it before.

It takes a few tries. During the picnic he planned, it rained and he couldn’t possibly do it now. He stumbled and stuttered through breakfast in bed, “Sweetheart, are you feeling ok?” As Rosethorn puts a hand to his forehead because she thinks he’s ill as he tries to put together words. That was scratched off. He workshops and finally decides on a romantic evening, his mother knows nothing because if she knew she might blab to relatives. Maybe they go to the opera, or a play, something fun before a very nice dinner. @e–wills did a wonderful post on engagements here and she even included rosethorn, my heart, also took the words outta my dang mouth. Rosethorn and Fishlegs definitely have talked about the future and marriage and it’s something they both want, just a matter of when.

Fishlegs plays off the night as their anniversary (i feel like he’d come up with a lot of anniversaries… first date, first kiss, etc, eventually Rosethorn is saying let’s just stick to one as the big one) Rosethorn is delighted with the night, she’s smiling to herself because its so lovely, and she can’t wait to see his face when he unwraps the present she got him even though they promised no presents. So she’s distracted and not expecting anything more from the lovely little speech he’s made. I think if he was super nervous, she’d suspect something is up, but maybe once in his life he isn’t nervous, he’s excited, so she is completely unaware as the ring makes its way over via dessert. Lots of tears. A lot from him. He probably doesn’t get out fully what he’s going to say because of tears or because Rosethorn is saying yes before he’s even gotten on his knee and “wait- i wanted to say something” “ok ok ok- go-” “I love you so- you’re already crying? I’m going to cry now too!” it’s private, it’s romantic, it’s sappy and oh so sweet, lots of kissing and later on adult stuff, and he does make a dumb face she likes when she reveals the limited edition comic she bought (ben wyatt and the iron throne face) Rosethorn is beside herself and is sitting up in the early morning looking over the ring because she really should have seen it coming and fishlegs has so many tells, how did she not see it? he probably asked her if she still wanted to get married recently, and decides making breakfast is more useful than wondering about the other things she misses. 

I think they’d try to wait until morning, at least that’s what they’re going to say they’ll do and either are too interested in smoochin and being together or it’s 1 am and he’s rolling over to tell her he will die if he doesn’t tell anyone right this second.

Mrs. Ingerman phones anyone she can get, puts a post in the ingerman family facebook page, the whole family knows. Meatlug is very pleased, she drools plenty to show how happy she is. Mrs. Ingerman is planning the wedding already, she has a binder (fishlegs prob has a binder) of wedding stuff, she wants to be a big part of the wedding.

Rosethorn’s family is delighted by the news, they all like Fishlegs, they probably stop by because rosethorn’s mother had to “see it for me self” and her father is weepy. They’d be paying for it, but I also feel like Mrs. Ingerman would be trying to pay, “We don’t have the budget for that!” “I’ll pay for it myself then” Mrs. Ingerman has her standards, plus they HAVE to have the whole family. 

Rosethorn invites Mrs. Ingerman to come wedding dress shopping with her mother and friends. I think mama Ingerman probably is pulling a wedding dress out of the attic “it was my grandmothers” and Rosethorn politely agrees to try it on, but it is truly hideous, Fishlegs manages to say “Well… it’s white?” while Mrs. Ingerman is admitting it isn’t as trendy as she remembered. 

Both bachelor and bachelorette party are on the mild side, perhaps not so traditional, i think the girls treat themselves to a spa day coupled with a night out on the town, Ruffnut is griping about no strippers because she has a wallet full of ones but those complaints died when the hot masseuse comes in for her massage.

Mrs. Ingerman wants her nephew to be the ring bearer because he’s so cute, except he will only go by “Thor Bonecrusher” now, and promptly tried to eat the rings (fishlegs was giving the kid the side eye and keeping his distance cause this kid kicks him every time) and once the child proves himself a bad idea, Meatlug is crowned ring bearer, and is absolutely adorable, she is a good dog.

Wedding is early summer or autumn, when its not scorching. I think autumn just cause fishlegs’s designated color is orange haha, smaller wedding, but it’s still a lot of fun, the Ingerman’s are lively.

Rosethorn probably spends the night before the wedding with her parents, and Fishlegs is weepy already, and “I just want to give her a call- let me just call her really quick-” Rosethorn LINED his pockets of his tux (or if he goes for the kilt combo idk what the jacket is called) with tissues and he weeps more when he finds them with a hand written note and a lipstick kiss print. He’s nervous about everything going to plan, but he’s not totally nervous cause Hiccup and his mom are both there. Rosethorn’s father is very very clearly bawling. He’s a crier, her mother tears up a bit while he sniffs through words. I think they’d prob blindfold the couple for some words before the ceremony because Rosethorn said he’s not allowed to see her in the dress and so he turned around and said she’s not allowed to see him in the suit.

The wedding itself was short and sweet, lots of tears on both ends. Fishlegs prob hugged the life out of his father in law and mother in law, Mrs. Ingerman CRIED, the two held hands the whole time and the vows were disgustingly sweet, Meatlug did a wonderful job with delivering the rings, and the couple probably kissed before the I Do’s, they’re just very over excited. the cheer from the large ingerman family side was deafening when I Do’s were finally shared, and it is a smaller wedding compared to the hiccstrid and rufflout weddings, but it’s a pretty good party. The reception lasted a while, the dancing never seemed to stop so the newly weds were absolutely wiped, especially after greeting so much family. The wedding night included Fishlegs falling asleep the moment he got home, still in his dress shoes because “i’m just going to rest my eyes a moment while you’re in the bathroom” and Rosethorn puts a blanket over him and he manages to mumble “I love you so much” as she pulls of his shoes off (he undid her dress so she could go to the bathroom) Meatlug happily snuggled in between them and sleeps very well, and in the morning she is given a toy bone with peanut butter inside and is plenty distracted as the wedding night actually happens before pancakes, coffee, and kisses are served, along with plenty “Good morning, Mrs. Ingerman” cause there is a younger mrs. ingerman on the block now.

They honeymoon somewhere with historical significance, I can def see the two going to Ireland or Scotland, staying in bed and breakfast’s and going to see castles plus the landscape. Maybe Italy? France? They have a wonderful time and learn a lot and of course it’s romantic, they have picnics and see the sights. Meatlug couldn’t be more happy when they return. Mrs. Ingerman then begins Phase 2, which is grandchildren. grand kids aren’t too far off, don’t worry. Mrs. Ingerman probably wants Rosethorn to call her mom but it just won’t stick.

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Oooh, I know this isn't exactly what you asked but do you think maybe write some HCs for Mike/Will/Eleven? I have a mighty need for some cuteness for you because let's face it you are AWESOME at it 💟❤💓💕

Um, YES. Anything for you. I just got back from outside where it is 900 million degrees, so even tho I just wrote a summer thing yesterday, here we effin go

its the last summer before college and it is fucking h o t

everyone has a lot to worry about - college, jobs, etc

but mike just wants to spend time with his bf and gf, he doesn’t seem to be stressing like most of his friends

will tries to encourage mike and el to be serious about college apps - will’s already been accepted into art school but mike never wants to talk about school stuff and el follows mike’s lead - frustrating to say the least

mike distracts will with kisses, which will is embarrassingly weak against

el whines the most about how hot the summers get

whenever the three of them spend time in mike’s basement, el strips down to her underwear cause she’s still hot

mike and will have stopped trying to tell her not to do that, she knows better and she just doesn’t care

they have a lot of instances of shoving el into her ever-present blanket fort when mike’s mom checks on them

mike’s mom has no idea the three of them are dating

(sometimes karen thinks mike might be dating el, he’s clearly smitten with her, but she’s also seen el holding will’s hand and mike never seems to spend time alone with el anymore so…)

mike’s parents are the only ones who have no idea about their son’s odd relationship… joyce pretends she doesn’t know because will is so happy, hopper isn’t the happiest camper but as long as el keeps her door open when they’re over and they treat her respectfully, then he’ll deal

its almost impossible to keep el away from water

sprinklers going? she’s running through it, no shits given

lake? jumping in. city swimming pool? she’s not opposed to using her powers to scoot people out of her way. bathtub? she doesn’t even lock the door, its led to a few awkward moments

mike thinks its cute most of the time and always attempts to grab her for hugs and, if no one’s around, he’ll kiss her face all over - its sickeningly sweet

will wishes she’d show just a little restraint cause sometimes she gets yelled at for running on people’s lawns and its uncomfortable, also she’ll grab will’s shirt and get it all wet

but they both love swimming with her when they get the chance cause she’s so happy, even in the public pool

el likes to wrestle in the pool, mike’s always up for it even tho people give them dirty looks

will doesn’t necessarily mind except that he always loses wrestling matches with el

el challenges will to contests like ‘who can hold their breath the longest’ instead

there’s always lots of fleeting touches in the pool cause no one’s paying that much attention to them, its thrilling

will especially gets a kick out of that cause he can’t hold mike’s hand in public or give him kisses, but if mike wants to touch his waist or hold his hand or even pick him up in the pool, no one even looks twice

dustin, lucas, and max like to make fun of them

of course they know their friends are dating, they’re not effing blind and at this point they’re used to it

so lots of joking around and fake gagging noises at pda and sometimes when they’re just hanging out around town, the whole group likes to debate who’s gonna take who’s last name when these three losers get married

(mike is not thrilled that his friends think it’ll be mrs. jane eleven hopper with her husbands, michael hopper and william hopper… that’s not even funny, you losers)

will always gets a little emotional when his friends joke about marriage cause he loves mike and eleven so much

el was really mad the first time mike explained to her they couldn’t all ACTUALLY get married

mike was really flustered about it cause the explanation also felt like a promise, a really big one…

el complains whenever their friends want to hang out outside or at the park

she and max are ultra awesome skateboard buddies now and el loves it but she also hates being hot so its a toughie

she’ll tolerate it though, as long as its a private enough place that she can lean on / snuggle / kiss one of her boyfriends when the sun tires her out

thankfully these nerds also like to hang out in mike’s basement and play d&d, especially since this is the last summer they’ll all be together

mike and will do stop eleven from stripping to her undies when their friends are around tho

el eventually cuts up a pair of her jeans to turn into short shorts to wear when she can’t strip

mike choked the first time he saw her in ‘em, its so far from her usual style and her legs look really nice and he’s kind of scared if she bends over that everyone’s gonna see way too much

but she only wears them in the basement and she always puts a blanket over her lap if mike’s parents check in, so its tolerated

will’s always been way more attracted to boys - namely, mike - so sometimes he gets overwhelmed with his feelings for el

he’s gotten used to seeing her in bathing suits and her underwear so that’s ok, but sometimes she still catches him off guard by little things, like when she smiles and his heart beats faster…

why her smile affects will more than her state of undress is a good question, and he used to worry about it, but he does want to kiss her and touch her and he likes it when she touches him, so he tries not to worry about it too much

on fourth of july, hopper takes them to downtown indianapolis for fireworks

(lucas couldn’t come because his mom wanted one last holiday before he moves away for college; dustin was excited about going but max offered to watch fireworks in town with him… cause max isn’t oblivious that mike, will, and el have a chance at a ‘date,’ if hopper doesn’t supervise too closely)

its more of a festival than any of them thought it would be, except hopper who’s been there before years ago

hopper gives el money and tells her where to meet him for fireworks later in the evening, but he’s giving mike and will some disapproving looks the whole time too

still… hopper leaves them alone, and mike wonders not for the first time if hopper knows more about the relationship than he lets on

festivals are fun… mike and will try to win teddy bears for el at various games

will has to explain to el several times why she can’t use her powers to win, but she still ends up getting mike and will a few teddy bears

they end up giving all their winnings to some little kids but will keeps one of the bears el won for him; no one asks questions, el just kisses him on the cheek when she notices

fireworks are fun

they have a blanket in a grassy area; hopper sits next to el, el next to mike, mike next to will…

if hopper notices that el and will are holding mike’s hands, he doesn’t comment

as summer starts to come to a close, will is low-key having an anxiety attack about college

mike’s been reassuring all summer that it’ll work out and their relationship is ongoing but will doesn’t even know where mike and el are going to school / if they’re going to school / where they’re going to live

mike is finally like ??? “we’ve known you were going to art school since junior year so i figured out what was nearby”

will could just hit him… but mike doesn’t see what the big deal is

mike’s going to school to be a doctor, which totally blows will’s mind - mike’s talked about it in passing before but he never sounded super serious

mike admits that he doesn’t know what eleven is gonna do, she keeps insisting on wanting to be a police officer but she’s also been hoarding pamphlets for some social work school

will is half-relieved they’re going to be close, half-mad that mike never just told him that

“i didn’t think it was a big deal”

yeah, mike’s an idiot

[nicolehughes1991]

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Rerk Sanghan

Rerk Sanghan is most possibly the best lakorn of the year so far, of course comparing to the ones I’ve watched this year.  

For me it’s a breath taking thriller, mystery lakorn.   It’s a bit slow burning drama, and time time you may get bored.  

As this is not a traditional slap kiss drama, it might not take get the popularity it deserves..  

if you are into Astrology, Mysticism, this lakorn is up your street. 

So the plot is a girl found buried in a strange way,  and this took the attention  Maha Krating (Sean Jindachote) a young man who is an Astrologer.  He realises that the ancient rite is performed in order to change the city’s fate to benefit someone who wants to take over the city. (think of evil tying to take over the good, changing someone’s fortune)  For this they have to sacrifice four women that represent Earth, Water, Air and Fire elements who must also have exact same birth date, month and year, but different birth hours.  All the girls are Leos but their ascending / rising sign is different. (that’s calculated by the time of your birth)

To give you a basic example

Fire (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius)ruled by Sun

Earth Jupiter Saturn Earth (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn)ruled by Venus Moon Mars

Air (Gemini, Libra, Aquarius ) ruled by Saturn Mercury Jupiter

Water (Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces)ruled by Venus Mars Moon

The first victim was a Leo ascending sign was Aries ruled by Mars, Mars is the planet of war.

The first victim was sacrificed after a mine explosion (after an Earth Incident)

The body was buried into soil.

The Second victim was a Leo ascending sign was Cancer ruled by Moon.

The Second Victim was sacrificed after an accident in Water (Boat Crash)

She was thrown into river on a full moon

She died on a Wednesday (it’s related to Chinese Wuxing) I am trying to solve it with Maha lol..    

So the 3rd or 4th Victim will die after either in a plane crash(or any other accidents involves air)but my guess is plane crash as we'll see the 2nd Victim on advertising an airlines, her body was thrown into sea

4th victim will be attempted be murdered after an accident involves fire..

Maha Krating uses all his knowledge to prevent the next murder, but he’s always behind, but there’s only the woman woman left and he can’t make the same mistake again because this means the life of Run (Camilla Kittivat) the woman he loves

There are disturbing scenes (eg : a ritual scene, rape & murder of young women) for those who are sensitive, however it's a great lakorn

Also we have more than one culprit, all the people Maha (Sean) was suspecting except one (Thun Benjawan) all of them are involved the auspicious ceremony, 4 elements 4 victims 4 culprits.

I don't want anything to happen to Sareen (Two Popetorn Soonthornyanakij) Run’s brother a police inspector, Chingduang (CSI)  (Sakakorn Pitchanart) or Run (as she’s a candidate, one of the next victims) She’s also trying to make a replica of the fragrance found on the victims body and vagina, after rape they spray from that fragrance also put some into their hair.  

By EP6 they have already started the auspicious ceremony to kill the 2nd victim. We’ll learn that our suspicions are correct on the culprit as from we learn the ID when his mask comes off..  That’s P’Wee (Penkul Penpeth) who was married to Maha’s sister Kritika (Charm Irvin Osathanond)and later divorces her telling her that he wants to have children, although she had told him that she’s weak and she can’t have children, she is currently in hospital as a cancer patient 

That explains some stuff about Maha's family, stolen items etc. Don't forget that we don't have one culprit, 

Burglary (which was not actually a burglary, that manual has been given to Autti and other guy by P'Wee, his fathers death, his aunts marriage to P'wee, why, by who and for what reason his father was killed. and how all the big ones in the government is involved and they are covering up for each other for more power." Scratch my back I’ll Scratch yours..

Don't forget that we don't have one culprit,  we have 4, 4 elements, 4 culprits, 4 Victims, if we count Autti (Patiparn Pataweekarn)  who actually finds and kills the girls  5..

And we learn that our suspicions are correct on the culprit as from we learn the ID when his mask comes off.. That explains some stuff about Maha's family, stolen items etc.

It all started with the elections where nobody was giving a chance to P’Wee to win the elections, everyone was thinking that Thun Benjawan will be the new major.  The bad wants to rule the city to be able to that they need to the rituals to change the city’s fortune, and the manual was stolen from Maha’s house which he inherited from his grandfather 7 years ago. So from this we can say P’Wee wants to be the prime minister and Maha confirms this as well. 

I believe Maha is going to solve this crime with the help of Khun Benjawan, as she handed out some evidence that proved this suspicious about P’Wee, evidence.

Maha and his family never suspected from him before because he was shot as well, well watching lakorns for so many years and when I saw Penkul as one of the casts it didn’t took me long time to suspect from him and my suspicious arouse when I saw him in reds during the auspicious ceremony and when his mask came off it was bingo.    

Also he arranged his own assassination during a TV panel, and after the 2nd murders so he thinks nobody will suspect from him 

He also asks Khun Benjawan to warn the girls born on that specific date to be careful

Maha tells his family about his suspicions and findings, ofcourse his sister was so upset as she still likes P’Wee (hope nothing happens to her, P’Wee won’t try to kill her)

For power P’Wee got married with Maha’s sister, he stole the thing he needed he plotted his own shot, later on got divorced and marry a politicians daughter, it all makes sense now

P’Wee becomes the party leader one step to go to become a prime minister 

While he’s busy with those Autti already found his 3rd Victim owner of the flower shop

The first one to congratulate P’Wee was Autti and even offered to come and set up Feng Shui  for him, but he doesn’t want people to see Autti, he tells him he doesn’t want people to see him and stop them from reaching their goals 

Autti already started to get close to his next victim.  

I believe the photographer who is always beside Maha is also playing double, that’s my suspicions I might be wrong

Saranee (Run’s brother, police inspector) is very protective of his sister and he doesn’t want his sister to be with Maha

Either All the girls Autti found , trapped & murdered blind and stupid or I am because I wouldn’t be dating a man like Autti nor trusting him.  

THIS LAKORN IS TEACHING THE GIRLS IN A WAY DON’T BE TOO TRUSTING, DON’T GO INTO HIS FLAT & HOUSE WITHOUT KNOWING HIM! DON’T JUMP INTO ARMS OF A MAN YOU’VE JUST MET!

This drama is also combines Western Astrology, Vedic Astrology (known as Indian Astrology) and Vuxing ( a Chinese Philosophy) according to Wuxing there are 5 planets. 5 Phases. 5 Agents, 5 movements, 5 processes, 5 stages,

Wood/Spring: a period of growth,

Fire/Summer: a period of swelling 

Earth: the in-between transitional seasonal periods, or a separate 'season

Metal/Autumn: a period of harvesting and collecting

Water/Winter: a period of retreat

Wood feeds Fire

Fire creates Earth (remmeber big bang) 

Earth bears Metal

Metal collects Water

Water nourishes Wood

Wood parts Earth  (tree, plants, flowers)

Earth absorbs Water (avoids erosion) 

Water extinguishes Fire 

Fire melts Metal

Metal chops Wood

Just  by looking at his I am guessing they'll also be killing Atthi's gf as she knows everything she heard Ahit talking on the phone and Ahit also confessed to her. 

We don’t only have girls dying in the lakorn, we have other government officials are dying / killed  for other officials to be promoted..   

P’Wee and Autti knows that Maha is suspecting from P’Wee but they don’t know how close he’s finding out the culprit is P’Wee

Apart from the victims, only Run (Camilla) knows that Ahit hired the 2nd Victim for business and had seen his face, knows who he’s.  She’s the only one who could end this ritual.   

As she’s the one who helped Paranee (Pantila Win Pansirithanachote) 2nd Victim to get the job, she was interrogated by police  

Lakorn is very well written, it’s derived from a book, and Sean is pretty much very realistic as an astrologer and to be honest the information they are giving in the lakorn is pretty much legit.   

So for me it deserves 5 stars.