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shurislover · 2 years ago

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Baby Mama Drama

Letitia Wright x Y/N ( Black Fem Reader )

Summary :

Imagine being in a relationship with the one and only Letitia Wright… Being married for 5 years and having a child together. Sounds like a dream right ? Wrong ! Cheating , Lying , Arguing was all that could happen in this relationship, so you took it upon yourself to file for divorce and joint custody of your now 5 yr old daughter.

Warnings : Angst ? Cursing

“ Do I have to go ?” - your daughter asked

“ Yes Aria , you know it’s what the court ordered , and plus she wants to see you today “- you sighed as you tied her shoes

Aria rarely liked going to her “ Mother’s“ house, it was never fun. Letitia would always shit talk you , talk about how the girl she’s with now is much better etc. You never understood why she did what she did when shes the reason you both spilt up.

She’s cheated on you countless times, you’d ask her about it and it would lead to arguing or sex. Don’t get me wrong the sex was phenomenal you honestly still think about it till this day, but besides that… this was something you couldn’t handle. The cheating….. the lying…., the arguing was doing nothing but destroying you

“ Why does she want to see me, she didn’t care about me before ?” Aria tilted her head

Letitia didn’t put very much effort into caring about Aria until the media was on her ass.

“ Where’s your daughter “

“ We always see Y/N with your baby “

“ Are you even in your child’s life “

flashback

“ Bro can you let the media know i’m good to my child ?” Letitia sighed on the phone

“ Why would I lie for you ? You rarely take time out your day to see her. At this point i could’ve filed for sole custody “ I snapped back

“ Why didn’t you ? Media out here thinking i’m some shit parent when i’m not. I send you money to get her whatever she wants. I speak to her on the phone. I always get my baby anything she asks for. She wants it I give it her.

“ see that’s the problem, all this I buy her this I buy her that is bullshit Letitia. You need to spend time with your child. When Aria asks for you how the fuck am i supposed to tell my child “ oh baby i’m sorry your mother is too busy at clubs and kissing other women “ You snapped back

Don’t play with me Y/N , I take care of Aria. These interviewers on my ass about you and Aria, fans are on my ass about Aria. I love Aria so I suggest you let them know I care about her

YOU can tell them. You know what is insane your cast mates and your little girlfriend Eva care more about Aria than you do. I think that’s a damn shame Letitia.

flashback over

You hear your doorbell ring and sighed as you walked toward the door

“ baby your mother is here grab your bag” - you opened the door and met with your ex lover

“ is she ready ?” Letitia questioned as she walked inside

You followed her back into your kitchen

“ she’s getting her things “

“ Why you are you acting so cold to me , you really think this is a good look with Aria here “ - Letitia questioned

“ Don’t start this shit I know you talk shit about me at your home. Aria hears and sees everything and comes home and tells me. Maybe be more cautious of what you say about me“ - You answered back

Letitia rolled her eyes

She knew you were not dealing with her crap today.

“ Be glad i’m here to get my child “ - Letitia groaned

“ Glad ?? Nah she’s your responsibility too “ Letitia “ it takes two to make a baby. I didn’t do this shit by myself. You want the media off your ass so act like a good mother. Aria is 5 years old always worrying if she’s a mistake or if she’s the reason we don’t love each other anymore, and as her Mom i have to sit and reassure her that none of this is her fault meanwhile I’m here on the verge of another mental breakdown. This shit is hard and you don’t make it easy for me. You make it so hard for me Letitia you really do. During this whole fucking break up there’s been times I asked myself if i wanted to be here anymore but I stayed strong for that little girl because she atleast deserves someone who cares about her “

You felt hot tears run down your face, you haven’t been able to express your feelings to anyone because you’ve been in hiding and pushed everyone away.

You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t even realize Letitia pulled you into a hug

“ I’m sorry “

Those were two words you’ve been waiting years to hear

“ Im sorry. I’ve been a shit wife & ex wife. I’ve been a shit mother. You nor Aria deserve this. I’ve treated you wrong and I know you didn’t deserve any of that. You’ve always shown me what love is , you’ve opened my eyes to so many new things. Aria does deserve loving parents and I’m glad she has you. Y/N you’re the most amazing mother Aria could have. I was so caught up with myself and trying to satisfy my needs I didn’t think about you or how this might affect you. I’m sorry Y/N . I’m so sorry. “- Letitia spoke as she rubbed your back and held you tightly

“ I’ve started up therapy to work on my self, I want to become a more active parent in Arias life. I want to become active in your life again only if you let me, whether we stay friends or whatever. You both deserve the world and I want to give it to you both”

“ therapy “ you whispered

Letitia smiled a little

“ Yes , therapy. I know you’ve been trying to get me to go for months and I finally started going. I’ve given up drinking. 2 weeks sober. I’m learning to control my anger. I’ve blocked nearly every person I’ve had one night stands with, cheated with. I even broke it off with Eva”

“ You broke up with Eva ? Why “ - You asked

“ I only got with her to make you upset. It’s better for us to stay good friends that’s all “ - Letitia pulled back

You sighed and stared at her

“ I want you in Arias life I really do, but you have to be there for her. Not just showering her with gifts. I mean being there for her. Mentally , Emotionally, Physically. She needs to know you truly love her and will always be there for her. If she calls you one day crying cause she’s upset you need to comfort her not just buy her something. Me ? it’s gonna take a while but i wouldn’t mind you in my life again. I think it would be good not only for us but for Aria.“ - You spoke

“ I will do anything it takes to keep you guys with me forever and always. “

Letitia kissed your forehead and smiled

“ Ready Princess ?“

“ Yes mom “ - Aria smiled

Aria ran up to you and gave you the tightest hug

“ I love you baby and be good for your mother okay? Remember i’m only a call away if anything “

“ I love you too “ - Aria whispered

You watched as they both left hand in hand

Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad letting Letitia back into your life……

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this is my first story on here so please bare with me. i used to write on wattpad but stopped lol. i hope you guys liked this one and if you have any tips to become better PLEASE let me know.

#letitia wright #letitia x reader #shuri angst #shuri x you #shuri x reader #letitia wright shuri #shuri imagine #letitia smut

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pastel-omegas-blog · 2 years ago

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Chapter three. Chapter five

CHAPTER FOUR

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️WARNING!!! THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN MATURE THEMES AND VIOLENCE PLEASE LEAVE IF IT WILL MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. I DO NOT NEED THIS BOOK TO BE REPORTED . YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.( Mentions of suicide, bullying, blood/torture ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️( This book is going to have more matured themes compared to my others, from smut scenes to non-con, lactation, drugging, hypnosis, abuse of power and over obsessiveness.

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‡ One month earlier ‡

The first week after M/N had ' miraculously ' recovered he had to deal with his cousin stuck by his side constantly.

If he wanted to open the windows? " No. Your still to weak to be getting up. I'll do it "

Wanted to read a book ?

" No. You need to be resting, not filling your head with more load. The gods this child. "

Wanted to pour himself a cup of tea?

" Are you crazy?!! What if your hand goes limp and you pour hot leaf water on yourself! "

If he wanted to use the bathroom.

" I'm coming with you. Now don't give me that your embarrassed crap. I washed your ass before and ain't nothing changed. "

When he opened his eyes from a small nap?

There she was sleeping by his side, her hands clasped desperately around his bony fingers.

Any normal person would have found it mildly annoying and would have blown up by now, but the omegan male didn't.

Because everytime Aria scolded him he would catch a glimpse of relief and fear in her golden hues. Relief that he had managed to overcome the death that countless doctors had told her would eventually happen. A death that almost everyone seemed to be praying for. A death that would shatter her completely. He had woken up by some miracle and was recovering rapidly In just the few days he had been awake. The thought made her heart overflow with joy, but then a fear came to her mind.

What if it was all just a hoax ?

Like in the chatters she heard from other noble ladies or the stories she had read in her medical journals.

On the brink of death the victim would suddenly bounce back to full health, as if nothing was ever wrong to begin with. They would go back to their normal activities with a smile and for a moment it would be ike they had miraculously made a full recovery, that luck was on their side. They would be able to happily live their lives to the absolute fullest. Be able to spend time and create happy memories with their family and loved ones.

Only to wind up dead.

Simply gone like they had never stood up from their death beds. The healthy glow they had to them would disappear without a trace as their corpse laid there cold and pale.

And the time of recovery to when death came for it's bounty varied. From a few hours, to days, weeks, or even a month.

Aria felt the joy go cold like a steel blade as it sunk itself into her heart.

What if her baby cousin was a case like that? A spontaneous miracle that would turn to a mournful loss.

The thought scared her so much that she couldn't bring herself to leave the s/c man's side, what if she came back and all she found was his lifeless corpse?

It wasn't until the second weak and with presistent coaxing from the younger that she finally calmed down a bit. She wasn't as glued to his side, but any grunt of discomfort had her fussing over him all over again.

M/N had to stand his ground after that. Not that he hated the constant attention he was getting. No in fact it was the complete opposite. He absolutely loved being cuddled by the older omega. Whether it was because he had always adored Aria or he was completely touched starved he couldn't exactly tell, but he had to put an end to it.

All of her constant attention was paying off on him. He could walk on his own now with out much support, his flesh didn't look as if it was painted to his skeleton anymore as she had been stuffing him with food and his phermones were staring to perk up again, the grimy smell of sweat and boiled herbs leaving as his sweet scent of honey and peaches started to come back slowly. He was making a speedy recovery under her care. But her attention had been focused only on the h/c male as she had been neglecting herself.

Her expression had certainly brightened up since he woke up, but that was it. The bags under her eyes had grown darker, her usually rich chocolate colour looked like it was fading, her cheekbones were showing more and her scent was becoming weaker.

It brought an argument between the two of them. Aria screaming at him that she needed to take care of him and M/N refusing because she wouldn't take care of herself. Their back and forth banter was exhausting and at one point had led into both omegas baring their fangs at each other.

The petite male's actually growling at her shocked Aria more than she thought it would.

The M/N she knew was always docile. Never spoke up against other people's decision and always went along with what people chose for him. He never challenged anyone on a matter even if he had the power to do so as the son of a duke and as the then emperor. It was why he never changed his style of those ridiculous clothes he had been made to wear. It was the decision of the late Emperor and her baby cousin despite knowing what it would do to his social life if he wore them agreed. And he was the only one who had to bare all the harsh words and shame that came along with it. She had tried to pressure him to stand up for himself, because his dick of a husband was clearly not going to and he would always nod his head that he would. The man never did.

Yet here he was. His eyes narrowed , his normally soft e/c hues darkened with an anger that she had never seen before, his lips pulled back to reveal a snarl as he bared his small fangs at her,a growl rumbling deep in his chest as he stared the raven haired women down.

The silence between the two of them was deafening as neither wanted to back down, but unexpectedly Aria laughed.

It started as a soft giggle, then a chuckle before erupting into a full blown laughter catching the s/c male off guard. The tense atmosphere died down as the dark haired woman moved forward to place a hand on his head ruffling his soft locks and gaining a whine from him.

" This is what I was saying. Stand up for yourself from now on okay? You shouldn't be backing down to anyone " she said those words with a proud smile on her face and the other couldn't help but laugh as well, nodding in understatement.

Just like that Aria's mind became at rest. There was still the fear hidden deep within her, rearing it's ugly head every once in a while, but she always managed to force it back down. She wouldn't let it win.

M/N wouldn't say he enjoyed his new found alone time. He missed being cuddled and having his every need been taken care of, but Aria had finally started taking proper care of herself and he loved watching the sparkle and fierceness come back to her gold hues, her hair becoming silky than it had ever been, her beautiful chocolate coloured skin glowing in richness. Her body getting curvy in all the right places as she filled in nicely, her clothes becoming to snug to on her and showing off her new voluptuous from. Her change in appearance could even be considered drastic, just like he's sudden change. They both looked like completely different people. Like Aria had put it.

They had finally blossomed.

If it had been before, when the h/c male had looked at the world differently, he would have praised the god for finally answering his prayers. For giving him a desirable body so he would be able to win Marrav over ( completely disregarding the fact that he might have inherited it from his mother) he would have probably made a donation to the temple to show his faith and greatfulness and being merciful to him and his mother figure. But as he held a beautifully decorated glowing red ruby like in his hands he knew otherwise.

The gem was oval like in shape and it was the size of his palm. It was surrounded by big milky white pearls and two gold chip like pieces at the pointed ends. Whenever he looked inside he could see soft colours of blue, lavender, green, orange, silver, white and gold swirling around, but the thing that stood out amongst all this was the golden cross embedded in the middle. Other than it was a pretty design the symbol reminded him of the crazed deity that had given him comfort in that dark endless abyss. In fact if he turned it sideways, it reminded him of the creature's eye staring right at him, how the gem shone in the sunlight creeping through his open curtains reminded him of the sadistic gleam in their eyes, it didn't help that at times the cross itself seemed to glow and move ever so slightly away from the center, further solidifying his theory.

Apart from how pretty it looked. It was powerful.

It took about half an hour of staring at the thing for him to figure out the colours floating inside the gem's core were månå streams.

RAW PURE MÅNÅ STREAMS!

They were all just swimming around in it, holding different månå affinities, both normal earthly månå and spiritual

Blue - Water.

Orange - Fire.

Green - Earth.

Silver - Wind.

Lavender - Healing.

Gold - Holy light.

White - The ability to merge other månå elements together.

A rare månå affinity that was said to only be a rumour. An ability so strong that the mere name of it caused seasoned warriors and magicians from all races to shiver in fear.

He had it.

He noticed bits of black floating around as well, but he decided to ignore that.

M/N didn't even know what to do with it at first. All this power was literally in the palm of his hand.

He could literally decided to over throw the Emperor and take the kingdom for himself and nobody would be able to stop him.

But he couldn't.

Because he didn't know how to use the damn thing!

There weren't any ancient inscriptions on it like with all those long forgotten swords from the ancient Empire. The books he had Aria get for him that held knowledge of månå stone and gems also proved to be useless, nothing in them even mentioning about that a gem that had different types of månå elements flowing through it, they usually focused on only one particular element.

Nothing like the monstrosity he held in his hands. So he was back to square zero literally have no leads on what to do.

It vexed.

Without knowing how to use it the gem was nothing more than useless shiny rock. He had to drop it inside his drawer to look away from it, because he feared the anger boiling on him would make him throw the gem at the wall of his room and shatter it. He reluctantly brought it back out to stare at it.

Longingly eyes watching, staring into it's surface and it felt as if the cross was staring stare into his soul. The soft glow of it felt like it was mocking him.

After that it was hard not to feel helpless for a few minutes. How could he not?

Apart from the infinite possibilities it held the omega had been happy for a small moment. Happy that he would finally be able to use månå for the first time since his was closed off when he was only a pup.

He bit his bottom lip softly as an attempt to stop the tears brimming at the corner of his eyes.

He could remember being chained in the center of a magic circle, high council members of the Temple surrounding him as they shouted out chants. He could still remember the burning pain in his veins as they forcibly drained every bit of his månå reserve. Only leaving just a small amount. Enough for him to survive, but he would never be able to draw out månå again, never be able to use magic. They had taken that away from him, taken his chance of ever having a promising future, simply because they were afraid of what he could become.

They were scared of something that could possibly threaten their high positions in power, so they stole the future of a young child and condemned him to a life of suffering and rejection.

He didn't notice when the soft nibble on his bottom lip turned to a harsh bite , his fangs digging into the soft skin and drawing blood. He only noticed when the gem began to rattle softly in his grip, shining a soft bright red color, the cross now gone from it's original position instead ' looking ' straight at him- No. Not at him. It was focused on the blood that had started dripping down his chin. The emotion that seemed to be swirling in it caught the s/c omega's attention. He knew it to well after all.

It was desperation.

It made a haughty smirk appear on his blood stained lips, the helpless look from before gone as if it was never there. Looks like he finally got a response.

He brought the jewel closer to his lips watching how the cross began to shake feverishly it's shine getting brighter as it neared the h/c male's wounded lips, only for the omega to pull away. An amused look showing in his e/c hues as the jewel seemed to glare at him.

" Awww don't glare at me like that. You seemed to be enjoying yourself when you watching me look all pitiful, so it's only fair I have some fun too~ " the man said coyly a laugh escaping his lips as the jewel seemed to growl in protest. The pleased look on his face quickly vanished and an unreadable expression took place as he brought the object to his face turning it sideways to stare right into the huge ' eye '.

" I know who you are, so I don't need to prod you for that. Why you followed me here I don't know nor do I care. I just want you to lend me your power ". A serious expression took place on the s/c man's face as he stared at the object waiting to see it's reaction. What he got was the jewel glowing a dark red almost blinding him and he had to shut his eyes close to keep his vision intact, when the glow calmed down the h/c man opened his eyes a frown tugging on his blood stained lips. " I'll take that as a 'No ' " he mumbled bringing his free hand to rub his temples, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips, in response to his comment the cross shoke around.

Waving his free hand in surrender M/N spoke up again.

" Fine, fine. I guess a came on a little too cocky on that demand " the omega started softly ignoring the look the 'eye ' threw at him. " So what about this? We make a deal. Help each other with our goals.... " The petite male started only continuing when the object was staring directly at him.

" Let's be honest if you were to appear to anyone else you would either be purge as a demonic entity because of the dark månå flowing off you, or you would be found by a greedy noble who would never give you what you want. That's why you came to me isn't it ? " M/N took it's silence as a yes .

" I can help you with want you, but it will be for a price of course. You already know what I want. So what is your desire? I will do what I can in my power to make sure you attain it as long as I will be rewarded. " The omega stated firmly waiting for the gem to respond in anyway it could.

As long as he would be able to get his revenge it didn't matter what it would take. He would do it.

" I WaNT tO Be A gOd AGAIN "

The sudden voice spooked the petite male and he almost dropped the jewel in shock. His heart beating rapidly in his chest, his eyes widening as he recognized it.

It was the same one from the void

As his heart calmed down, it took a few second for his mind to process the words before they finally sunk in.

A god? Really? He hadn't been expecting to hear that.

" I kNEw iT wOUld Be A feAt TO IMPossIbLE- "

The voices started again only to be cut off by a soft giggle coming from the h/c man, then a chuckle, before it became a full on crazed laughter from the human.

" A god?! Hah! Never would I have expected to hear that " M/N managed to force out between laughs as he wiped a stray tear that had rolled down his cheeks.

Amused e/c eyes stared straight into the ' eye ' the smirk returning to his bloody lips. " If a god is what you want to become then so shall it be. You only need over a hundred loyal followers to be recognized as one. If you lend me your power I can make it happen, so won't you trust me and make a contract ? "

The being inside the gem couldn't help but have second thoughts as it stared at the man, but seeing the crazed and determined look behind his e/c eyes it couldn't help but smirk.

" FinE~ It's A DEaL . A bIT OF BlOoD WILL BInD uS ToGeTHeR As ONE~ "

The voice cooed out and M/N's smirk grew bigger. Bringing the jewel to his lips he placed a soft kiss on it smearing the blood on his lips on it.

At first nothing happened, then his body was enveloped in a red light and it felt lighting was passing through his veins. As quick as it started it ended. The gem in his hand glowed for a brief moment before it went dim, shakily the petite male managed to untangle himself from his sheets, his feet hitting the cold floor as he made his way to the full length body mirror at the farthest corner of his room.

The first thing he noticed about his appearance were his now orange coloured cat like eyes, the next was the wound on his lips was completely healed , then the next were the golden lines running through his body. From his face to his arms , chest, stomach, legs , they were everywhere glowing slightly everyone once in a while.

" Remember what you promised me. "

The voice ringing in his head snapped him out of his thoughts. " If you fail to keep to your promise I'll take your measly soul for compensation " it warned ,but the omega simply brushed it off. " Oh don't worry I won't " his voice had a sickly sweet ring to it as he still stared at his strange new appearance, snapping his fingers as a test and he watched his appearance fade back to his original look.

" In fact. I have the perfect candidate to be your first follower " the h/c male hummed out in a sing song tone as he made his way back to the bed, not wanting Aria to find him out of bed lest he received another scolding. " I just need to break his moral first and that's where I need your power " his words caught the beings attention. " You already want to start using månå in this weak state of yours ? " It asked bewilderment laced in it's voice making the h/c man scowl. " I know I'm weak, no need to rub it in " he muttered ignoring the laughter coming from the being " And he's not worthy to waste any power on. I just want to you to spread a rumour. Can you do that ? ". It was the voice turn to scoff. " Of course I can. What do you take me for. But why a baseless rumor ? " It asked curious to the the petite male's plan.

" Because people love to talk that's why "

he replied, gazing out the window with a soft smile on his plump lips. " Don't you know? Even the smallest rumor can be the down fall of a mighty empire. Rumors are a poison, whether there true or not is none of peoples concern. They just want to be able to mock others so they can feel better about themselves."

The h/c man explained his smile almost looking sinister.

" Especially if they think that someone is better than them. "

#omegaverse #mc #nobility #omega male reader #dearly detested #leon #x omega male reader #aria #x male reader

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landonkirbyappreciation · 1 year ago

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I’ll never understand why the writers chose to alienate not just Landon, but Landon fans too basically. Like it had already sucked being a Landon fan in the legacies fandom, with all the relentless hate Landon got and we got as Landon fans. But then not even halfway through the show, the writers decided to join in on the hate too. Which was so clearly reflected in the way they treated Landon and had the other characters treating him, and the narratives regarding Landon’s character. As well as the way they would validate totally false anti Landon arguments that came straight from haters. (Which ended up making absolutely no sense whatsoever in the show because none of it actually applied since it was made up by people who just wanted to hate on Landon.) They’d support crap that antis would say, would bend the narrative to prop up their biased and hateful opinions, and even added in some lines that were practically taken word for word from anti Landon/Handon tweets. Which all just fueled more hate from antis. So not only were Landon fans dealing with the hate in the fandom, but we were seeing the same garbage repeated in the show as well, which made everything even worse. At least before we could still enjoy the show for the most part, even though all the hate in the fandom sucked. But once the writers joined in on the hatred, there was no escaping the Landon hate at that point. And not only did the hate become rampant in the show amongst the characters and the narrative, but we didn’t hardly get to even SEE Landon in the last two seasons. Like even trying to enjoy the bare minimum of just seeing Landon, we couldn’t even have that. Because the real Landon was gone for the majority of season 3 and then was hardly in season 4. And by then there were no fake Landons either so we hardly even saw Aria. Like I still don’t understand how a TV show can get to a point where fans of the leading man are desperate for him to simply show up throughout a whole season?? We really went episode after episode hoping he’d be in it, and we either got nothing at all or only a few minutes of screen time that did nothing good for his character. We had next to nothing to even watch in the end, and the little we did get was horrendous. The few episodes where Landon did get more than a few minutes of screen time, it was all centered around screwing him over even more. Basically every moment of screen time he got (or didn’t get) was an insult to his character. The way he was treated, the narrative surrounding him, the messaging, etc. it was all completely insulting. And it made being a Landon fan absolutely miserable. And on top of all that, the writers also strung us along (surely to keep us watching so they wouldn’t lose any more viewers) by having Landon trying to escape limbo for most of the season, making it seem obvious that he would eventually, and also teasing that he would be the one to bring back Hope’s humanity (even more reason to believe he’d escape limbo). And then when they didn’t give us that and instead changed the narrative to Landon suddenly being content to stay in limbo, they then baited us with a Handon reunion and “big Landon stuff coming.” Only to give absolutely nothing but the very worst for Landon in the end. It’s just crazy how the writers hated Landon on so many levels that they clearly hated Landon fans as well.

#text #my posts #landon kirby #anti legacies #it’s really like they wanted to make the whole experience #as terrible as possible for anyone who dared to like landon #and also the fact that landon fans were some of the more respectful fans in the fandom #yet the writers chose to instead appease the fans who spread hate and attacked people #while screwing over landon fans #like???#it’s also not like we were asking for anything crazy #we weren’t wanting some unlikely ship to be forced to happen #we literally just wanted to see the male lead of the show #have a proper amount of screen time and storyline?#and not be mistreated left and right?#but no that was asking way too much apparently

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starlitangels · 1 year ago

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Somewhere with an Aurora

A couple days ago I asked for Avior one-shot suggestions. This one came from @pinksparkl 1.5k words

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“Ah crap,” I muttered, shoving the gear shift into Park. “This place used to be open a lot later than this.” I made a face, staring at the abandoned, dark coffee shop.

“Probably because it’s New Year’s Eve.” Avior’s face was still tense, partially screwed up like the emotions from that attack at the academy was still weighing on him. It probably was. He was keeping it in, but that many emotions—that much pain—he had to feel dangerously close to falling apart.

“Maybe. That’s kinda frustrating. I knew I should have checked the hours on Google Maps before we left the academy.”

“It’s alright,” he said.

“But you wanted to come here and get something warm to drink and be able to think through everything that just happened,” I protested.

“I know. But we’ll have plenty of time to come here later. Right now I don’t care where we go.”

I bit my lip. We’d been essentially living together for six months in Hell. I swallowed. “Want to come back to my place?” I offered.

Avior cocked his head to one side. “If you need some space I’ll understand, starlight. What we’ve just gone through—I can go back to Aria for the night. The Hellscape, this Inversion nonsense. It’s a lot and I don’t blame you if you’re feeling overwhelmed and exhausted.”

“I am. Both exhausted and overwhelmed. But I don’t want to be either of those things without you, Avior. I want you with me. Just your presence comforts me.” I reached across the center console of my little sedan and took his hand. “Come home with me?”

His gold gaze bored into me. “You’re sure?”

I tried to remember the state my apartment was in. Had I left anything embarrassing out when I left to head on whatever errand I’d been running? My memories had come back like I’d never lost them, and it felt like I’d last seen my apartment six months ago. Was that pair of underwear that had been draped over the radiator to dry after they missed getting placed in the dryer and ended up still damp? Had I put those away? Were there still papers all over my coffee table? Leftover from grading at the end of the semester?

“I’m sure,” I replied.

Avior knew me better than anyone. My lover. Our relationship literally forged in Hell. He would understand if my apartment was a mess.

“Okay.”

I nodded and pulled the gear shift back into gear. “My place it is then.”

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Creak!

“I really need to oil that damn hinge,” I muttered as I shoved the front door open. “Sorry it’s not much. I don’t really entertain. I never have guests, actually.”

Avior glanced around. Tension was still coiled in his shoulders and back from the attack—that was centered on the far other side of the city now. “No. No, it’s nice. Homey.” He let go of my hand.

I fidgeted with my keyring, not meeting his eyes. “Let me get you something to drink. I don’t know about you, but months in Hell have left me pretty parched. Even if it wasn’t real. It must be worse for you.” I slipped to my kitchen, bustling around to find a two glasses for drinks. I put them under the fridge’s spout and filled them one by one before returning to the living room.

Avior was standing at my bookshelf, examining several of the knick-knacks I had sitting between two bookends. “What’re these?”

I couldn’t look him in the eye. “That’s, uh… that my amiibo collection,” I admitted.

“What’s an amiibo?”

“They’re little figurines that can interact with certain video games. I… I, uh… I only have ones from The Legend of Zelda because it’s my favorite Nintendo series. I’ve been playing Zelda games since I was a kid and the first couple amiibo were gifts but after that I just started kinda collecting and… what? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Avior shrugged and shook his head, grinning slightly. “It’s nothing. Just… your eyes lit up, even as your emotions also tasted embarrassed.” He set the Wolf Link and Midna amiibo back down on the shelf. “You never told me which video games you enjoyed, although I do remember you mentioning you liked to play video games if you ever had enough downtime to do so.”

��Which is rare these days,” I remarked. “But I’ll dink around in Breath of the Wild for a couple hours on a Sunday night when I don’t have any assignments to grade. Sometimes my students ask why I assign less homework than the other professors—like they can’t fathom that I don’t want to grade as much homework as the rest of my colleagues assign.”

Avior snickered. “Amateurs—asking for more homework.”

I laughed. “Well, not exactly. But for any other professor questions like that could lead to more homework. Not for me. I love teaching—I just hate grading. I especially hate busywork. So I don’t bother. And that leaves more time for me to spend doing things I actually enjoy.”

Avior lifted a brow, suppressing a smile. I chose not to press for what was humoring him. I had a guess anyway.

When I didn’t take the bait, he cleared his throat. “Anything else I don’t know about you after living with you for six months?”

I glanced around my apartment. “Well… I collect comic books. Not even particularly valuable ones. I don’t do much with them. People just give them to me because I’m a nerd and I keep them. Because I’m a nerd.”

“Do you read them?”

“I would—but they’re all random issues in the middle of random storylines and none of them make any sense out-of-context.”

Avior chuckled. “Fair enough.”

“What about you? Anything I don’t know about you, living in Hell with you for six months?”

Avior drew me closer to him, resting his chin on my head. “I want to see an aurora one day,” he said. “I could have rifted somewhere with one whenever I wanted in the past thirty-six—thirty-four—years… but I never did. I always wanted to share it with someone who meant something real to me. And… no one ever did. I never figured I’d fall in love but… even a good friend. And I… never had one.”

I smiled. “We’ll do it, then. We’ll go somewhere with an aurora. Probably Alaska. It’s closest.” I reached and cradled his face in both hands. “I’d love to see the lights with you.”

He turned his head and kissed my palm, holding my wrist in his hand. “I’d love to see the lights with you too, my starlight.” He smiled softly. “Though, I fear they will pale in comparison to you.”

I looked away, ears turning hot. “Stop it,” I mumbled.

He hooked a finger under my chin and drew my head back to face him. “Never. I mean it. You are incredible. And I consider myself so lucky to have fallen for you as deeply as I have.”

This was the Avior I remembered. Not the dry, acerbic, sarcastic bastard who welcomed me to Hell after I lost my memories. The sincerity, the gentleness, and the depth of emotion was back in full-force—and I couldn’t have been more grateful. We had each other back after we both lost one another in different ways.

“I love you, Avior,” I whispered.

“I love you too, my starlight.” He leaned close.

We shared a long, slow, tender kiss. Unhurried. Easy.

I remembered desperate kisses in Hell, scrambling to remove clothing like we wouldn’t live to share more affection. I couldn’t be more delighted that urgent feeling was gone.

He pulled back just slightly, both of our eyelids fluttering open to meet each other’s gaze.

“Something else you might not know about me,” he said quietly. “You’re the first person I ever slept with—both literally and euphemistically.”

I choked on trying to suppress a laugh. “Really?”

“Truly.”

“Thirty-four years since you coalesced and you never—”

“Like I said, I never knew anyone well enough to want to try anything like that. And demons obviously have no physical form in Aria so anything that intimate is purely emotional. And I never had that either.”

“Given how smoothly you charm me, I find that a bit hard to believe.”

He kissed me again. “It just came naturally with you.”

I kissed him back.

We stood in my living room, kissing in front of my bookshelf, for quite a while.

Until Avior pulled away again. “So. My people’s ancient gods exist and have a mission for us to save the world. Where do you reckon we’re supposed to start?”

#Redacted ASMR #fic #Redacted Avior #Redacted Starlight #Starlit Fic #Redacted Audio

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missbaphomet · 2 years ago

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Sex toy/brand tier list?

I've been putting this off because there are So Many Brands that I couldn't possibly hope to list them all, but here are a bunch I remember

Hitachi (no explanation needed)

Satisfyer (every product I have seen of theirs has been great quality and body safe. A little pricey)

Womanizer (same as satisfyer)

Inya (The only product I am aware of that this company makes is the Rose, but I have heard nothing but rave reviews.)

PDX (I am most familiar with their male products but they're very popular and good quality)

Body Dock (this is a strap on harness that is compatible with any dildo with a suction cup base and it's strong)

Dillio (they're cute if a bit basic. They're not really revolutionary but they get the job done and theyre colorful)

Maia (limited selection but quality is pretty good)

Aria (broader selection than Maia but otherwise pretty much identical)

Cal Exotics (they sell some good stuff but most of it is cheap crap. Makes up for it with excellent customer service and warranties on everything. Won't bust your wallet)

Basix (as the name implies these are the most basic bitch dildos you can find. They tend to be a bit tough, but some people like that)

King Cock (if you like your dildos to double as a bludgeoning weapon, this is the brand for you. This is not a sex toy, it is a weapon.)

My Screaming O/My Secret Screaming O (garbage garbage garbage all of it is bad)

Shane's World (cheap, noisy, unsafe garbage. I've met lawn mowers and vacuum cleaners quieter than these)

#baph bleats #asks #sex positive #sex ed

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jollyreginaldrancher · 1 year ago

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Yellowjackets S2 e5

Why are they talking about the baby in the recap? Is Shauna gonna give birth soon? Or miscarry? Something is gonna happen with the baby for sure.

The vibes in Van's place are immaculate.

Excuse me, you mean to tell me there were other people in the room while they were having their moment? Like were they unaware that queer history was happening right in front of them, or?

TAI REALLY FELL FOR HER 😅

I could go on about how Van's place/shop indicate she is also stuck in time or regressing like the others but I feel like I've been ranting too long in these posts. It is weird she just threw her bills away though. Almost like she was not planning on staying there long enough for the consequences to reach her. Was she living a nomadic life or was she just about to pack up and move? Or were her problems so bad she was just giving up on them? I dont know. I could analyse that in a million different ways but ultimately I just need more info really.

Speaking of which, I hope the scene continues after the credits. If we have to wait all episode for an update again I don't know what I am gonna do.

Oh we're back to the friggin cabin.

I'm gonna set it in fire 😤

Van's not sleeping with Taissa anymore? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

She woke up unattached to her. Is this her way of breaking things off? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Please tell me she just got up to pee.

Oh thank god they're still together 😅

They're giving me life at the moment so I'm just happy to see them together.

Shauna's belly looks massive for someone who's stranded in the woods with nothing to eat. I feel like there's no way the baby and stomach would get that big.

Honestly let's take a moment to think about how much it would have sucked for Shauna being not only pregnant as a teen in that situation but also her best friend dying and losing any sort of comfort she had from that relationship on top of everything else. Like I can close my eyes and imagine Jackie helping her or snuggling up to her or giving her a massage or whatever cause she was that kind of friend. And now that's gone.

I completely understand why she would go into that shed to talk to her and Tai is fooling herself if she thinks she'd be any better if Van really did die when she got mauled to death.

"happy wife happy life" now you're getting it 😘

Honestly glad Trevor is at the cult therapy session. He needed some anger management and this is the closest thing to that in this scenario.

Did nobody tell Callie that her new friend is a cop or is this a scheme of some sort?

Would it be bad if I just skipped all these filler scenes and just watched the bits that I cared about? This is honestly starting to resemble pretty little liars in a bad way with all the random filler comphet relationships. Like I had to wait through so many Ezra and Aria scenes just to get to the good stuff (Paige and Emily) and it feels like this show is kind of turning into the same thing at this point.

Every interesting scene is intercut with random shit of straight people screwing or married couples fighting and crap like that. We get like one gay scene but we have to sit through 45 minutes of other crap to get to it and it's not fair.

I don't hate any of these characters, they're just spreading the runtime time too thin between too many characters. Cut Callie out completely. Take out a chunk of Shauna and Jeff's stuff, they haven't really been interesting since Adam's death. Even Misty is suffering due to her forced collaboration with that shitty stalker of hers. Nat and Lottie and Tai and Van is where the present day story is at but their scenes are moving along at a snail's pace because they just spend way too much time trying to showcase other characters. Especially when things are really picking up in these other stories. I'm getting whiplash with the way the focus is constantly changing between all these groups of characters.

And I know other shows do it too (Game of thrones, bold and the beautiful, etc) but it's still really frustrating that it's happening here.

At least we're learning a bit about the cards. Though we already heard about them, we never really saw how they used them to divide tasks.

Not Randy 😅 why is he always the go-to for these lies? 🤣

If he hadn't been to taco bell how would he know the beans upset his stomach? He's clearly lying there. Also I still think he is shifty as fuck.

Oh my god we're FINALLY gonna see Van and Taissa interact as adults 🥹

I just know Van is looking at that wedding tape and wishing that was her and Tai 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Van is sharp as a whistle. She immediately hit the nail on the head.

They were together at Shauna's wedding? 🥹 Or at least they were talking and interacting back then 🥹🥹

Please, for the love of God, tell me they got that pretzel 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Just know I'm hanging onto every word Van and Taissa say.

A bunch of other scenes and things happened and I didn't really care because Van and Taissa weren't there and I'm lazer-focused on them at the moment.

Like I love Melanie Lynskey but I didn't even want to look at her straight shenanigans. Just show us the lesbians please and thank you 😭

Crystal and Misty are bonding though and it's cute but it's making me worry that Crystal is going to get killed off soon. They tend to not focus on anybody but the mains and the characters that get killed off and since Crystal only really started cropping up recently I feel it would be naive to assume they were just showing more of the other yellowjackets out of the goodness of their hearts and not just to make us sad when they eventually killed them off.

One thing I did not anticipate is how much I would end up loving these characters...specifically the yellowjacket girls, and even more specifically the lesbians (Shauna, Nat, Van, Misty, and Taissa). I am just so glad all my babies are all alive 😌 and now Van and Taissa can get back together and live happily ever after 🥰

Nothing against Simone but she doesn't get Tai like Van does. And while divorcing would be hard I think it's safe to say their marriage is beyond saving at this point. Not only did they lose love and trust but when your partner actively fears you then you NEED to step away.

Anyway Crystal and Misty are cute -though some of those stories they're sharing feel like something they should be unpacking with a psychiatrist and not a friend- but I am really worried about Crystal...wait, Kristen, apparently.

Oh no. Misty no, please tell me she's not going to tell her about the black box.

Misty nooooo 😭😩 why would you tell her that? Read the room!

I'm honestly getting autism vibes from Misty if I'm being honest. Mostly from the deodorant thing.

Yeah, Crystal is definitely gonna die.

See I don't even want to write RIP because of the obvious joke (rest in poop).

I'm guessing eating Crystal is out of the question. Cannibalizing a corpse is bad enough but cannibalizing a corpse that fell into the poop pit is just beyond the realm of acceptable.

Nat must be on some mission here because up til now she was desperate to escape and I don't think two therapy sessions would have really had that effect on her unless there's a lot more to their relationship in the past that we have yet to watch. Maybe related to that cult stuff. Though with the info we have now it seems more like a rivalry and like Nat is trying to break her cult up from the inside rather than trying to join it. Although cults do have more of an effect on people who fit Nat's circumstances, who are isolated and don't have much of anything going on for them.

I'm lowkey hoping Misty Crystals that William guy that's with her because I don't trust him and I can't stand him and historically her friends don't dare well.

Anyway I'm clueing onto the fact that Misty has some deep seated issues with self loathing and only pursues friendships with people like Nat, who hate her or otherwise look down on her because she can't accept being treated with love and respect as she doesn't feel like she deserves it.

Basically Misty is a masochist and turning away someone who looks up to her (or at least appears to worship her) because she hates herself and doesn't feel worthy of love and this is the way she's stagnated (like all the other girls have) and gotten stuck at age 16.

Honestly the vibe I'm getting is they're all punishing themselves. Nat through drugs, Shauna through sticking it out with Jeff because she feels like she HAS to make it worth basically killing Jackie, Misty through living a life of Loveless was and anonymity where she just cares for other people who would never care about her and Tai and Van by giving up the one thing that kept them while and sane; each other.

Everybody's making a sacrifice.

Shauna/Randy is cracking me up. I forgot he had some useful info he could share with her. Their scene was funny though at least and a break from the usual torture her scenes with her family are.

Is Tai really joining team Lottie or just playing peacekeeper?

Tell me that drug isn't a sign of bad times for Van. Like, I am sure it's a bad omen but just like to me.

I'm guessing painkiller or something like that. Lowkey hoping Van just had some bad injury and needed it, and not that she's addicted to it or needing it to survive.

There's a lot of other similar looking bottles in that shelf though 😭

Like she was watching that wedding video and it looked like she was longing for something. I don't want to jinx it, I'll shut up now 😭😭😭😭😭

When she said the V is for Vicky I thought she married someone named Vicky 😅 but no that's her mom's name. It's horrible she got cancer and died. Isn't it generic though? Van might not be out of the woods 🥺

If she survived all that just to get cancer and die I will kill myself 🙃

Anyway Van is right and has every right to be upset probably. It looks like Taissa was the first one to walk away. I don't know if we'll get more details but that's the vibe that we're getting here. Like it seems like Taissa left her behind and Van has been waiting for her all this time 🥹

TAISSA LOVES VAN CONFIRMED!

THIS IS NOT A DRILL! GRAB YOUR U-HAULS AND YOUR SLEEPING BAGS BECAUSE VANTAI IS A GO!!!!!!!🥹🎉🎊

The gals are holding each other and crying, that's second base in lesbian.

The downside is we have to look at the other characters now. On the plus side I was right about Nat staying behind because she doesn't trust Lottie.

The wild thing is that Lottie did all that and Nat is the one looking insane in that scene. Like, read the room hon, this is a cult, they are self aware enough to know they're in a cult, they just don't care that it's a cult.

Honestly not surprised Shauna is terrified. Who wouldn't be in that scenario? But i feel like the subplot with Misty's friend dying should sort of take precedence over a simple fight. Unless it's not just a fight. I mean it's not like the baby's coming, they can wait a little

I just had to jinx it, didn't I?

Misty trying to save Crystal though was pretty heartbreaking. I thought she would run back to camp and play innocent. She really went all the way around to the bottom of the cliff just to try and save her immediately after threatening to kill her. Like I feel that shows she doesn't really mean to hurt people,

He really sniffed the splooge sponge?!

Misty: I lost Crystal in the storm

Van *is already out the door screaming Tai's name*

Is Shauna gonna give birth in the woods?

Are Van and Taissas's lesbian powers going to help the girlies get back to camp?

Speaking of Tai and Van we're back to the gals being pals. They fell asleep on the couch and Van covered Taissa with a blankie because she's in love with her 😌

There's no other explanation

And then Van painfully took her meds pretty much confirming she's the one that's sick.

You know what, I have decided to stop being a sceptic and lean into the cult stuff. If it cures whatever Vanessa has going on I'd be willing to convert 🥹

The girls are kissing 🥰🥰🥰

It was the other girl and Van but still.

I'm starting to think evil Tai has a widdle cwush on Van because that's twice now she took the chance to kiss her unprompted. 🫢

I want to believe in that "drunk words are sober thoughts" but instead of drunk words it's possessed smooching. I've decided that these two are getting back together and that they will get married and live happily ever after and buy a dog. Specifically a border Collie. They will have a yard and a VHS store and will live to be old. They will sip iced tea on the front porch and Van will be wearing jeans into her 80s. And when they do go it will be peacefully, in bed with each other, holding hands, in their sleep, together 🥹

That's canon now.

Anyway the show is trying to bait me into shipping Lottie with Nat but I've already decided that Nat is secretly in love with Misty so that's not gonna happen.

Maybe there's an AU where they all died. Maybe that universe is the good one.

Is it hunting at multiple universes? Or is the vision hinting at them being dead all along and being in limbo or hell? If Van dies we'll know it's hell.

Or maybe there really was something in the woods and they did bring it with them. Maybe that's why they refused to grow up and why they kept punishing themselves.

Then again maybe that something isn't an evil spirit but mental thing. That's what the sceptic in me would say if I hadn't drowned her when it became obvious that Van is dying.

The lesbian powers DID work! I knew they had some sort of telepathic connection. How else do you explain them constantly finding one another and so on.

Oh Shauna is giving birth to that baby like right now. Fuck the next episode is gonna be spectacular. I'm surprised they didn't hold out til the finale. They must have something bigger up their sleeve for that then. If they fucking kill Van I will be destroyed so hopefully not that though.

#yellowjackets #my babies #THESE ARE MY DAUGHTERS NOW #VanTai #i dont know what to tag them #thoughts #mine #speculation #but also canon i have decided on

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sittinginmylittlecorner · 2 years ago

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There’s nothing I love more than a good AU, so obviously I like to imagine what roles the guys would have in different AUs. It’s like my favorite thing to do don’t judge me okay So, here’s what I think it would be like in a medical drama AU, if they worked as doctors in a hospital because I’ve been playing a new medical drama themed game and I have nothing better to think about 🙃

Now I realize not all of this is necessarily logistically possible but shhh nobody cares anything is possible in imagination land

Kyohei would definitely be like the chief physician/hospital administrator guy. He’s def got the doctor degree, but a lot of the stuff he does is administrative, and when he is on the floor he’s typically a floater, you won’t find him in the same department everytime.

I can’t decide whether Iori would be a general family practice physician or an ER doctor. I can see him doing both, honestly, because he’s both intelligent and quick. Maybe he alternates between the two. Too much ER drama can really get to a person.

I always have a hard time placing Kota, but I tend to think you’d find him in the ER. He’s quick and on his toes and tends to be blunt and cut the crap. Kinda need that stoicness in an emergency. Part of me could also see him in plastic surgery for some reason. Maybe he swaps out with Iori on those days omg aria that’s so realistic- shut up anything goes in imagination land

You cannot tell me Nagito wouldn’t be the pediatrician. No explanation needed here. It’s perfect, he’s so good with kids anyway they’d love him.

Takashi would so be a neurosurgeon or something. Something that requires delicacy, precision and skill. He’d be very good with his hands. He’d most likely be known as the genius doctor about most anything but neurosurgery would be his specialty. He’s usually always a genius of some kind in any given AU.

The MC (you, your OC whatever it is you imagine, anything you like for me it’s me no duh) would be a fresh out of medical school starting on her residency.

Imagine away.

Anything is possible in imaginationland.

Go crazy.

#scandal in the spotlight #voltage inc #voltage otome #kyohei rikudoh #revance #iori enjo #kota igarashi #nagito aoshima #takashi ninagawa #alternate universe

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valgregory · 6 months ago

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Chapter 10

Val: Aria! I'll help you with your search!

Aria: Really?

Val: *stare*

Marc: *stare*

Val: This janitor... ugh.

[The previous day]

Val: Eh? At night?

Aria: I usually look for information at night. That's when demons are most active, after all.

Val: Demons?!

Aria: They might know something about the person I'm looking for.

Val: But that's dangerous!!! I'm coming along!!!

Aria: Are you sure?

Val: Yes!!

Aria: You're so kind, Val. I'm happy that you're willing to help. I'm sure this task will be a lot easier with you around.

Val: Eh- that's not true...

Aria: Then, I'll see you tomorrow night. Don't forget about our mission, okay?

Val: Hehe...

[cut to the present]

Val: I totally forgot about this guy! I thought it would be just me and Aria!

Aria: There's a demon up ahead, right?

Marc: *nod*

Val: Uugh...

Aria: Then we'll split up here. I'll be going with Val, and you can search for leads elsewhere.

Marc: Understood.

Val: Seriously?! Thank you, God!

Aria: Let's go- Val, what are you doing?

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*tap tap tap*

*look around*

Val: It's so dark here.

Val: This is bad. Sinful things usually happen in dark places like this alley... (Father, please forgive me...)

*KROMPYANG*

Val: Wuuakh!!

Aria: What's wrong, Val?

Val: No... it's nothing... (damned cat)

Val: (Oh, my poor heart)

Val: By the way, Aria... how did you know that there are demons around here?

Aria: Demons can sense each other's presence. Marc told me about it.

Val: Oh...

Val: What kind of demon will we encounter this time? This is making me nervous...

*bump*

Aria: Wait-

Aria: Do you see those people?

Blond demon with bandana: I win~

Black-haired demon: Shit...

Val: Yeah, why?

Aria: They're demons.

Val: Huh?! But they look like common thugs?!

Aria: Maybe they're just trying to avoid attention.

Aria: So there are three of them... they have human forms, so they must be at least middle-ranking demons.

Aria: Let's ask them~

Val: !! No, Aria! That's dangerous! They're not just any thugs, they're demons!

Aria: It's alright, Val... I have you to protect me, don't I?

*stab*

Aria: Now let's go~

Val: Aaaaaaa...

Aria: Excuse me...

Aria: Can I ask you a few questions? I'm looking for someone...

Demon with bandana: Hah? 'Looking for someone'?

Demon with bandana: Forget about them~ and have some fun with me instead. Hahaha!

Val: *grrrr* DON'T TOUCH HER!!

Val: GET AWAY FROM HER!! YOU SINFUL CREATURE!

Aria: Wow...

Black-haired demon: Quit yelling, you damn brat!!

Val: Shut up, pipsqueak.

[A whole 15 cm difference between them]

Black-haired demon: What did you say? Do you have a death wish?

Val: Crap! I forgot that they're demons! I said too much...

Val: Aria, help me-

Aria: Fight, fight~

Demon with bandana: Go go~ finish him~

*clap clap*

Aria: You can do it, Val~~ don't lose to her!

Black-haired demon: Hmph!

Val: Heeeeeeelp!!

Aria: ...

Demon with bandana: Your boyfriend's useless, huh. You poor thing...

Aria: He may be useless, but... he's still a lot better than lowly demons like you.

Demon with bandana: Oh, wow... you're pretty, but you're rotten inside. You're a witch, aren't you?

Demon with bandana: I actually hate violence, but I hate witches even more.

*whoosh*

*dun dun*

Aria: Well sorry for being a witch... you two are so irritating...

Aria: As you already know, I'm looking for someone. Perhaps you've seen him before?

Demon with bandana: So what? That has nothing to do with us.

Aria: Then would you help me out?

Black-haired demon: Oi!! Who do you think you are, you bit-

Demon with bandana: And if we don't want to?

Aria: No? Then just die.

Demon with bandana: O-oh... okay...

Demon with bandana: Fine, we'll help you. Since you're pretty and all.

Black-haired demon: Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!

Aria: Alright, then... it's a deal.

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Aym: Argh, this sucks! Why do we have to be that woman's lackeys?!

Vine: Couldn't you read the situation? She could have killed us if she really wanted to... she was really strong.

Aym: This is all your fault!! (Gyaaaa)

Vine: Shut up!! You also got beaten earlier!! (Gyaaaa)

???: You two are stupid.

Pink-haired demon: You keep talking about the witch, but didn't you see the boy she was with?

Vine and Aym: Look at us when we're talking, dumbass! Are you talking to a book?!

Pink-haired demon: That boy... he had red eyes...

Val: I'm so useless...

Aria: That's not true...

Dantalion: He's from one of the royal families.

*thud*

[To be continued...]

Bonus:

Vine: That girl sure threw some mean punches... I think I'm in love with her...

*whack*

Aym: You want some mean punches? I'll give you some...

Vine: Not from you!!

Aym: Shut your trap!!

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#sui translates #season 1

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goldsmile-ent · 1 year ago

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Notes of Aria: Starlight Chapter 10

A soft breeze rustled through the tree branches. The afternoon air came in cool and light. It carried the smell of sea salt up through the docks and up to the residents living on the forested crags of upper Aldcrest. Alas, to Lily and Isabella, it did little to move the quickly intensifying smell of sulfur. The freshly opened book was emitting the scent, and it was getting stronger by the second. The word ‘crap’ fell out of Lily’s mouth as she held the book at arm’s length. Turning to face her friend for some kind of direction, the look of stunned horror only did the opposite. Though she couldn’t see the bat’s eyes, the reflective lenses blocking them, the visible eyebrows hanging over them did little to settle her nerves.

“W-what do I do?” Lily’s ears stood straight up as her eyes sat as wide as dinner plates.

“Like, I don’t even know what you did,” Isabella responded, a bump of worry in her voice that only inspired more trepidation. The bat snatched the book from Lily’s hands but immediately dropped it with a yelp. The book was searing hot. Before, it felt like it had sat in the sun for a few hours. Now, the book felt fresh out of an active oven. The bat looked at her hands, expecting minor burns, but found nothing amiss. They were fine, if not a little moist from Lily’s sweaty palms.

Lily didn’t move to pick it up. Any distance between her and the weird tome felt like a good thing. Continuing that train of thought, Lily stepped back and tried her best to collect her thoughts. Isabella wasted no time retrieving the book and shoved the book into her chest.

“Close. It.” Isabella growled

“You know I would love to, but-”

“Then do it. Esmeralda is going to freak if I hand over an open book.” As Lily stammered for a response, Isabella could feel the book growing warmer. With a bit of a push, the bat’s fingers left its cover just as the heat became too much.

Lily stumbled back a little before pulling the book from her chest. She looked at the runes that marked the cover. Since its opening, the runes had started to change. They were plain white originally, but now the white was replaced with black. Not black as in color but black as in void. The markings now looked like windows. Through them, flames could be seen dancing and writhing behind the cover.

“I-I don’t know how Izzy! I just said some noise, and it opened. What do you want from me?”

“I want you to close it. Like…just…” The bat stopped mid-sentence as her words failed her. In the end, she ended it with a frustrated groan. It was bad enough that it was taking as long as it was. Handing an ancient spellbook reeking of brimstone would get her chewed out even worse. This wasn’t the first book Isabella was tasked with dropping off during her tenure with Starlight. Not a single one had been opened, and Isabella would be more than happy never to see another one open after today.

Isabella ran a hand through her curly white locks before an idea struck her. “Hold on.” she spoke, hope sparking in the flat delivery, “that noise you said. Like, if that opened it, then it should close it.

The look of worry was quickly replaced with an apprehensive relief. It was the first option the pair had found, and, honestly, it made sense. Looking at the cover, Lily took a deep breath and held the book at arm’s length. Watching the flames dance, that relief quickly faded back into worry once again. After a few agonizingly long seconds, the breath slipped from her nostrils, along with a whispered confession at the end.

“Nope. Got nothing.” Lily admitted while dropping both her head and arms.

“Lily,” Isabella placed her hands on Lily’s cheeks and looked right into the rabbit’s orange eyes, “If you don’t fix this, you aren’t getting that bottle of Sharpshooter I saved for tonight.” Lily’s worry switched to disappointment. Her ears flopped back, and her mouth fell open in stunned silence.

“Oh, come on! That’s not fair,” claimed the rabbit, complete with a stomp of her foot.

“Open book, closed bottle. Simple as that.”

Lily laid her head back and let out a loud, slightly overdramatic groan. Dropping it back down, she gave out a few frustrated okays while looking at the book again. Rummaging through her admittedly unorganized mental database, Lily thought the words would have to come easy. She just said them and felt them on the tip of her tongue. Yet, as another soft breeze came off the beach below, the only sound she could find was consistent static.

“Come on…” Lily whispered as she pressed the book against her forehead. She repeated the two words while tapping the strangely warm book against her forehead. Nothing. Not a single hint of the three syllables could be found.

What did come to mind, however, was the thought of her grandparents. The whole reason Lily found herself in this situation was due to a gift they had given her. Her grandfather, Juniper, was an archeologist who frequented the valley where Lily would be born. He was always jolly with a story to tell from his time in the Honor Guard and ruin diving. He stayed because a mystic doe named Lilac managed to capture his heart. Lilac went on to become Lily’s grandmother. She was the sweetest person Lily had ever known. The old woman loved all of her grandchildren but spoiled Lily absolutely rotten. A walking encyclopedia of myths and fables of the valley’s past with a lesson for almost any situation. To Lily, Sandra and Lilac had much in common, even down to the love of baking.

Her racing mind came to rest on a single memory. It was summer, and a particularly rough thunderstorm had rolled in. The wind outside whistled, and the windows shook as the lightning struck. A much younger Lily sat in her grandmother’s lap. She was holding a music box that was just wrapping up its song. Lily asked Lilac to make it go one more time. Of course, Lilac agreed and spoke a string of words that caused the box to open again. It was a moment Lily had thought about countless times during countless storms. The rabbit’s heartbeat began to slow as she could swear she could smell Lilac’s naturally earthy scent.

As another breeze wrapped around the two, Lily heard something. It was her grandmother’s voice, as clear as it was in the memory. The phrase that brought the music box to life repeated in her mind, with the last two words sticking out.

The words ‘Kpuar Dej’ came from her mouth and were followed by a soft click. The sharp inhale Lily pulled through her nose lacked any trace of sulfur. She pulled the book away from her forehead and saw the markings had returned to their original white coloring. Giving the book a shake, she found the book was, once again, locked.

“I did it,” Lily whispered. She repeated the declaration as a proud shout while holding the book over her head.

“Hey,” Isabella spoke, snapping her fingers, “Celebrate later. Give it here.”

Of course, Lily was more than happy to hand the troublesome thing over. She jutted the book into Isabella’s waiting hand. The bat wasted no time heading down the path once she had the parcel in her hand. Isabella had prepped herself for any heat from the book and moved to hide any response. It was there but far less than expected. Any that was there faded quickly, so quickly that the scaled cover was ice cold in seconds.

While maintaining the list of questions Isabella was making in her head, she hurried down the remainder of the path and up towards their destination. They didn’t share words during the rest of their trip. Enough had happened that both parties just wanted the cursed thing gone.

The path emptied out near the entrance of a large cave mouth. Near the opening, the bare trees stood out with their lack of foilage compared to their verdant neighbors. Above their heads, along the cave entrance, were seemingly random collections of bones and leaves bound and hung by twine. Lily didn’t know their purpose, but their presence made her uneasy all the same. The natural formation only went in a few hundred feet before hitting a massive wall of solid granite. Out of the featureless stone poked out part of a house. Well, ‘house’ may be a bit generous. It was more the front facade of a shed. It comprised a rough tin roof with walls made of rough wood planks. A solid, almost pristine, steel door appeared to be the only visible way in. Before crossing into the cave mouth and under the hanging bones, Isabella stopped walking and placed a hand out to halt Lily.

“Alright, not a word of this to Esmeralda. Just hang back and try to avoid eye contact. Like, she probably won’t even speak to you. I’ll give her the book. I make some small talk. We leave. Clear?”

“Crystal,” Lily said with a nod.

Together, the two ventured into the cave, with Lily stopping halfway between the entrance and the featureless steel door. Isabella stepped forward and placed a hand on the center and, after a second, a mighty gong sounded from somewhere beyond the stone. The noise caused Lily to flinch while Isabella was unphased. Once the powerful sound faded into nothingness, Isabella pulled her hand away, and a thin line appeared in the metal door near eye level. It was roughly a foot in length and slid apart wide enough to reveal a pair of glaring eyes.

“You are late.” hissed whoever was on the other side of the door.

“Apologizes, Lady Esmeralda. Blame the runner.”

“Useless Lot.” The eyes moved over to Lily. She watched the rabbit scan the hanging things at the cave entrance.” Who’s that?”

“That’s Lily. Like, she works with me at Starlight.”

“Ah yes, Gonzi did mention something about a rabbit. Hey, Long ear..”

Hearing the raspy voice address her snapped Lily out of the vacant staring she was doing. She looked back at the slit in the door and the unfriendly eyes. “Yeah?”

“Don’t move; I’m about to open the door. Try anything stupid, and you won’t walk out of here.” A hole opened near chest height, and a slender grey-furred hand supporting multiple rings reached out.

“Wasn’t planning on it,” Lily responded, staring back at the glaring eyes. “Can’t do much from over here. No magic.”

While reaching out for the book, Lily’s comment made Esmeralda pause. The eyes lingered on Lily, their gaze only adding to the unease, before darting back to Isabella. A flurry of rapid clicks and growls followed in a language Lily couldn’t understand. Isabella responded in kind, paused, and added a few more clicks along with a mention of Gonzi’s name. A moment of silence proceeded Esmeralda snatching the book out of the bat’s hand. The hand and book disappeared into the door, with the circle vanishing once they were out of sight.

“So…we good?” Lily whispered. She watched as Isabella stood motionless. After a bit, the circle reappeared, and Esmerlda’s hand slid back out. In her bony hand was a glass case containing a deck of cards. The rabbit listened to more of the bat’s native tongue and understood absolutely none. While eavesdropping, something about the hand caught her attention.

In the ash gray fur was a marking. It was a circle cast in red with arrows matching the arrows matching the four cardinal directions. The circle in the center was split into five equal sections, with the top fifth being filled. Though she never thought about it before, it was a symbol she had seen as recently as that morning on Sandra. It sat upon her eyepatch, but her filled part was at the bottom left.

Before Lily could dwell longer on the symbol, Esmerelda’s hand disappeared into the hole, and Isabella returned to the rabbit’s side. Without a word, Isabella stuffed the card box into Lily’s satchel before starting back down the stairs. The rabbit raced down the stairs past the bat, who was already pulling her phone out.

“So, everything good?” Lily asked, waiting for Isabella to catch up.

The bat silently joined her friend at the bottom of the stairs. She took her time to type out one more message before putting the device away and responding, “Yeah, Esmerelda doesn’t like you.”

“What? Why?!”

A smirk appeared on Isabella’s face before making her way down the path back towards the fork. ”Trust, that’s not a bad thing. She hates most people. Like, I think she only dislikes you because we’re cool.” Isabella’s words caused Lily’s head to tilt in confusion.

As the fork came back into sight, Lily retrieved the caramel corn from her pouch. Unrolling the crumpled-up end of the small paper bag, the rabbit cleared her throat to get her friend’s attention. A quick twitch of Isabella’s ears informed Lily they were listening.

“So, Gonzi’s not gonna hear about this, right?”

“Like I would sure as hell hope not. Not sure who would tell ‘em.” Isabella stuck her hand down into Lily’s bag and retrieved a fist full of caramel corn. Lily didn’t stop Isabella from helping herself and grabbed a handful once she was finished.

The rest of the walk back was uneventful. Lily spent most of it thinking about the book and its rune-covered lock.

‘What did those words mean?’

‘Were those words?’

‘Why did I hear them in Mawmaw’s voice?’

Even more would have bubbled up from the still anxious mind, but the loud snapping of bat fingers in Lily’s face pulled her back out. When she joined Isabella back in reality, the two stood before a Golden Leaf. Holding up her phone, a message from Danniel asked for a soda, and the bat offered to treat her. A way to thank her for such an…interesting delivery.

#demi_the_jackal #goldsmile_entertainment #furry #notesofaria #in character #noa:starlight #demithejackal #my writing #furry writing #urban fantasy #modern fantasy

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painofhumanity · 25 days ago

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Aria let him take her hands, but was already shaking her head as he talked about not being able to protect her; just like everyone else, he didn't get what she and Ezra had. "No, Uncle Chris, you're not listening. Ezra isn't a bad guy. And nothing happened to me, we-we were in love. . . We are in love."

Everyone wanted to make her out to be a victim, like Ezra had taken advantage of her, but that wasn't what happened at all. It was real. She knew it was. . . It had to be, or else. . .

Aria startled when her uncle pulled back, not understanding what was happening. She glanced at her cousin, who seemed to understand only too well.

"Oh, crap." Stiles eyes went wide when he saw Chris's pupils split in two.

He stood up and moved around the table quickly, grabbing his uncle by the shoulders as he crouched beside him. "Uncle Chris, it's okay. Aria's okay. . ." His fingers dug into Chris's shoulders as he cast nervous glances at Aria.

"This isn't what she needs right now," Stiles continued in a low voice. "She doesn't need the big guy to go after him, she needs her uncle to help her through this. . . I need you to help me get her through this, Uncle Chris." Because Stiles had quickly found out that Chris was much better at pushing back against Set for others' than he was for himself.

Vail sat next to her, his elbows on the table, listening intently to his niece. He had been gone for so long, his niece and nephew were no longer knee high. They were practically adults themselves, with opinions of their own and thoughts and a future ahead of them.

Practically was doing a lot of heavy lifting in that thought process though.

He held his hands to his face, making sure he didn't interrupt her, or do anything to keep her from telling this story. Once she finished he took a long, deep breath, trying and failing miserably to hide his anguish that this little girl had been traumatized like this.

He took her hands in his, making sure to word his next thoughts carefully. "You're partially right Ri. You're not a helpless little girl, and you didn't do anything wrong. I need you to know that before I go further." He squeezed her hands gently. "I want you to understand that everything I am saying is because of how much I love you and want to protect you."

He went quiet a moment, managing to fight the monster screaming in his head for the moment. He was a tsunami of rage and everything Vail suppressed in himself. He shut his eyes as he managed to quiet Set, the look of a migraine still on his face.

"That doesn't mean what he did was okay. You're not helpless...but you are a kid. I signed up for the army around your age because of manipulation and fake promises. They promised if I joined I would be a hero, one of the country's best and brightest. I could become a man my family would be proud of..." He swallows back a lump at that, thinking about the relief he felt escaping his father. "Housing, college, it would be a way to make something of myself. Because I was a kid, I didn't understand the costs and the strings attached with a deal like that." He looked at his niece with every ounce of sympathy and compassion he had, This sweet girl deserved the world, and this man took it from her.

"Nothing I went through is equivalent to what happened to you. But it was wrong. And Ri.." His voice cracked on this next sentence. "I am so, so sorry I wasn't here to protect you."

That was when his head started pounding, the tsunami turning into a tornado, something he could no longer ignore. He groaned, pulling his hands away from Aria as he clutched his head and looked at Stiles, his pupils splitting, the monster inside of him had ideas. The voice in his head shouting at him, the internal struggle evident on his face.

"I will devour his soul, enough to leave him a rotting husk of a corpse for all eternity. Doomed to suffer."

Vail muttered several nos in a row as he barely shook his head, trying to get control back. At least Set was keeping the thoughts inside.

For now.

#aria montgomery ; threads #stiles stilinksi ; threads #vailtoset #grooming mention

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landonkirbyappreciation · 2 years ago

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Not Brett talking about doing another spinoff... please just leave this poor universe that you so badly screwed up alone. It’s not even tvdu anymore, it just became Brett’s own weird fantasy, so what’s the point of another spinoff? Especially when the characters’ stories in legacies weren’t even finished or hardly even explored, how would it be fair to start anything else while their stories are left incomplete? And after Brett disrespected and screwed over Aria and mistreated Landon so badly, did nothing to tell his story, and really didn’t do any of the actors/characters justice, they just get left with what they got while Brett goes on to do more? He ruins all of that then gets to keep going? How is that right? Like... enough damage has been done, please just let it go.

#text #my posts #does anyone seriously want another show with that man involved?#he ruined everything #i’m sorry but i don’t think he could make a good show if his life depended on it #and how unfair would that be though #aria gets nothing but crap #so many of the actors got awful material #they probably wanted and hoped for so much better than what they got #but then for brett to still get to do whatever he wants?#for him to still benefit from this universe after all the crap he pulled?#no way #sorry but that man should never write for tv again #keep your bizarre and messed up ideas and toxic messages to yourself #and accept that your time ruining this universe is over #also him talking about julie and kevin?#kevin hasn’t been involved in tvdu for how long?#and julie abandoned it and gave it to brett hence it failing #so why would they be involved in another spinoff #especially after the damage brett has done #it’d feel like a slap in the face if they decided to be involved again #after doing nothing to help legacies #the only spinoff should be a landon and hope spinoff #with absolutely no involvement from brett or any of the legacies writers #but can’t imagine aria and danielle would wanna continue #especially aria after how he was treated by the writers and the fandom

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kookiesandcreams · 2 years ago

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FATHERS DAY // FOOTBALLER JUNGKOOK

Genre: heartwarming, toothrotting, cute fluff.

Warnings: nothing if you like kids.

Pairing: footballer husband!jungkook × footballer wife!reader

Wc: 1.5k

Summary: You decide father's day would be the best time to reveal the news and well, Aria, your daughter is your partner in crime.

An: writing this fic gave me sweet chills. I'm gonna write few more drabbles regarding this couple. Feel free to request and send I asks. Show love by liking, commenting and reblogging the post. Follow for updates. I hope yall like it. It's not completely edited. Thank you have a good day :)

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"Happy father's day, appa!", the little toddler squealed loud and attempted to grab her father's attention. Merely yawning as a response, her father doesn't budge. Her little giggles slowly turn into sobs, which immediately grab his attention. He could never see his princess crying.

Picking her up from beside the bed, he lays her on his chest. She calmed down the minute her squishy cheek touched her father's chest. He laid there, carrying the weight of his world on his chest, caressing her soft hair. He hummed a sweet melody, which drew your attention. Your feet padded towards your shared bedroom and you captured the scene in front of your eyes like a picture in a camera reel.

"Morning princess!" he squealed to her blowing kisses on her face.

"Happy Father's Day, Appa!"

"Thank you, baby," he said slipping his hands under her arms, picking her up, and smooching her plump cheek.

You coughed a little to grab their attention. Their head turned toward you.

"So, my baby and my baby daddy, all good? I heard her sobbing."

"Did you?", he asked you, raising his eyebrows.

"Aria, were you sobbing?"

She shakes her head in response, her cute pigtails swinging from side to side. There are times when you wonder, you must have saved a country in your past life to be blessed with such a gem of a man who had this princess with you.

"Jungkookie, now please get up, we have something for you!" You exclaimed.

"Really?", he asked like an excited child.

"Yes, now get up,"

He followed you to the living room, with your three years old in his arms.

Entering the living room, his eyes went wide as they could fall out of its socket.

"Wow! Is this all for me?"

"Yes," you smiled.

"Appa, that card is made by me," your daughter said, tugging at the collor of his T-shirt.

"This is the best gift I've got!" he said, carefully checking out the greeting card. It had three stick-like figures and something in the hands of the woman drawn in the picture, which he deduced, might be you.

The room was decorated with balloons and a cake was placed in the middle of it. Multi-coloured banners were crapped upon the doors. A stack of unopened gifts was placed in a corner, wrapped in smooth, shiny gift wrappers.

A huge cake covered in thick white icing and decorated with tiny pink roses sat in the middle of the table surrounded by brightly colored bowls that were filled with food. He was touched by this sweet gesture of yours. He embraced you, your daughter being sandwiched in between the both of you.

"I can't breathe Eomma and Appa!", she squirmed in his grasp.

"Yeah, yeah," he brushed it off, putting her down on the floor.

She giggled and hugged her father's leg. You watched the scene unfold, it was blissful.

"Appa, let's play foobaal?"

Jungkook laughed at her pronunciation but didn't mock her, for he loved his little bundle of joy to death. You still remember how distressed he was when the doctors alarmed you of possible complications during her birth. He was there by your side throughout your pregnancy.

"Sure princess," he patted her soft hair.

"Appa, go shee what Eomma got us," she ushered him towards the pile of presents.

There were two boxes with sticky notes saying 'can't wait to watch you play.'

He carefully opened the box bigger than the other one. He was shocked, to say the least. There was a pair of his favourite Nike limited edition studs. His eyes were filled to the brim. He hugged the box close to his chest and signed a breath of happiness.

"I can't thank you enough for this," he said and kissed you on your lips. Your lips molding perfectly with his. You drowned in the bliss of the moment as he held your waist and pulled you close.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

The little voice pulled you out of your trance. You were a blushing mess now. He caressed your cheek and pecked your forehead.

"Not to disturb your Eomma and Appa like this," he pretended to scold her.

Then he pulled the ribbon of the small box. He opened it to see a similar pair of small studs; one which would fit Aria perfectly. She was excited beyond the bounds. He held the small shoes in his hands and looked at you with his big doe eyes.

"My Y/N is the best!" He announced.

"There's something else too, but let's keep it for later, okay?"

"I'm already so full of emotions, I don't know if I can handle more," he chuckled.

"I know, right?" you smirked knowing that the later gift would surely have Jungkook on cloud nine.

You watched them fondly, as Jungkook taught your little princess, how to kick the ball.

"Appa..." she whined, "the ball will hurt my foot," she frowned.

"No, it won't. Just try to use the lace part and drabble the ball till the goal post."

"Okay. But you cannot come and snatch the ball," she said in a cute baby voice, attempting her best to convince her athletically competitive daddy.

"Hey!" he sounded offended, "it's not snatching, it's called tackling. And that's what the game is about."

"Eomma," the toddler whined again and looked at you with those puppy eyes you couldn't resist. Her eyes resembled those of Jungkook's.

You felt trapped again, but this time in her deep brown pools. Her eyes similar to her father's. The memories of the past flashed. How he proposed to you in the football stadium on your twelfth date. He liked you because you could play football, how silly! You chuckled remembering those days.

"She is a kid, baby. Just let her play,"

"But...Fine! Only this once!" He was adamant about competing with his own daughter.

You admit it was cute though; to watch them bicker and argue, then Jungkook would cuddle her to sleep. You would never ever trade this for anything else.

They played there for around an hour when Jungkook called you, "Baby, come join us,"

"No, I'm fine here," you try your best to avoid playing.

"Baby," he began, "just come and play. We both would love to have you here, right Aria?"

"Yes, Eomma! Please come and play with us?" she asked you sweetly.

"Okay, but I'll just shoot once, and then we will leave. I have another surprise at home."

The glint of excitement in your eyes was enough to convince Jungkook.

You stepped on turf. The trimmed grass reminded you of your college day; how people used to surround the ground and cheer for your team. You weren't the best player, but you surely were good one. Your hard work and resilience paid off well, you thought looking at Jungkook.

"Shoot, Eomma!" She hopped up and down.

"Yes, baby. Show us what you've got," Jungkook encouraged you.

You neatly examined the position and distance and sprinted to kick the ball with full force. Your calves cramped at the sudden jerk they got. A wave of pain shot through your back and you clutched your stomach as if protecting it from possible harm.

You missed it. Your ball hit the pole and retreated. But playing after a while gave you weird satisfaction. You sighed in defeat.

"Hey, are you alright?", he asked, concern visible in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm fine".

"Hey, you cannot just go and sleep!", you yelled.

"Ohh, why though?"

"Remember, another gift?", you try your best to pique his interest but he seems tired.

"Yeah," he says sipping on his coffee.

You get a small box wrapped in a pastel pink and blue color wrapper and present it to him. He carefully unties the ribbon and opens it.

The little onesie has him confused but it later strikes him.

He is bewildered now.

"Baby," he whines emotionally. His eyes filled to the brim again, "should have told me earlier,'

"Then how would have it been a surprise?", you giggle and hug him.

His arms envelop you tightly, sharing his love and warmth.

"Aria, come here for a group hug!" Jungkook calls for her.

She runs to your room, her little feet thumping against the cold wood of your floor. Reaching the both of you, she hugs your leg. Jungkook picks her up and kisses his chubby cheek and you are the next.

"You told him?" She asks you.

"Yes," you smile.

"Appa, now we all can play foobaal," she claps her hands.

"Yeah, and then there will be more players in our team." He declares smirking at you.

"Yes! A foobaal team?" She asks looking up at Jungkook.

"Yes, a football team," he looks at you, his eyes sparkling with a known twinkle.

You just shake your head and laugh.

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dr-flipflops · 1 month ago

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*Will briefly mourns Nico's touch and wonders why, the man is taken. He has a boyfriend whom he misses and grieves. Guilt curdles in Will.*

Nothing!

*Will quickly puts the towel away, shutting the cupboard door with a bit more force than intended, he barely notices though, his thoughts consume him*

Sorry- um,

*Will swallows and stands, putting as much distance between them as he can without it looking rude or awkward*

Um- i-it's getting late, you and uh, I should go get some sleep, Aria is my bed, but um, I go to another cot if you want to be with her, or well, crap you can literally teleport *chuckles* you can just take her if you wish- um. Sorry-

*Aria appears in the door of the infirmary, again. She looks around the doorway carefully if Nico and Crescent are out of the way to not catch her, then runs over to Wills cot.*

Dada! Hiiii! i bring fwiend... help make better! *she shows him a slightly roughed up golden retriever plushie* Nala say hi :)

@nico-sees-dead-people @dr-flipflops @the-eclipse-is-in-me

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buckyseddie · 3 years ago

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jealousy

pairings — jason dilaurentis x fem!montgomery!reader

summary — in which, she and jason are in a secret relationship, but she catches her sister flirting with him.

word count — 2.9k.

warnings — jealous/insecure!reader, toxic!aria, mentions of bullying, angst, fluff, EXTREMELY long!

notes — i really need to stop coming up with so many jason fic ideas. anyways, this will probably be a long imagine… oopsies! (i may have made this one way too long, but pls bare with me! i worked really hard on it.) this fic basically shows that you don’t have to listen to your fear or anxiety — that just the right push can help you do the thing you really needed to do. i’m sorry to any aria!stans for putting aria as the bad guy in this fic. i’m not really a fan of her and i think she’s quite annoying. but, i put her as the villain in this imagine because i know her and jason had a thing going. (to be honest, i’m in love with jaria <3.) so, it was simple to put her as the one that causes trouble between the reader and jason. and also, because aria, in my opinion, has a gift of making everything about her herself and making everyone else feel like crap. gif and divider creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.

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THERE ARE BOTH ADVANTAGES AND disadvantages to being in a private and secret relationship that no one knows about.

the advantage? you don’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations.

and the disadvantage? no one knows who it is or that you’re clearly unavailable.

and especially with having a petty and annoying little sister who always jumps at the opportunity to mess things up for her older sister, [y/n] has a right to be nervous about being in a secret relationship.

especially with someone like jason, who has a past relationship with her sister.

no one — aside from [y/n] and jason — knows about how her little sister always ruins everything that could ever make her happy.

it’s quite obvious to say that aria has always been jealous of [y/n].

so, when aria reads a text off of her sister’s cell phone from jason, who sent a very passionate and private message to [y/n], she puts the pieces together.

a few days after aria had figured out the truth — unbeknownst to her sister — [y/n] walks out of her house happily on her way to meet her boyfriend.

only, she finds her little sister and boyfriend standing together across the street.

jason stands awkwardly, politely talking back to aria, who touches his arm with her hand, giggling and getting quite close to him.

it’s clearer than ever that jason is not liking how close his secret-girlfriend’s little sister is cozying up to him in such a possessive way.

[y/n] eyes her sister’s hand on her boyfriend’s arm, quickly becoming annoyed.

and just in seconds, her annoyance turns into pure hot jealousy and anger as she storms towards them, not caring enough to look for traffic.

“what the hell is going on here?!” she exclaims, standing in front of the both of them.

jason quickly tears himself out of aria’s grip when she gets distracted by her older sister’s attention.

“why? this isn’t any of your concern. seeing as jason’s not in a relationship, i can talk to him if i want to. unless… there’s something you have to tell me?” aria asks her sister, smirking as [y/n] frowns.

she opens her mouth, as if to say something, but closes it again, not knowing what she could possibly say to get her bitchy sister away from her boyfriend.

she tears her gaze away from her little sister and fixes her eyes on jason, desperately pleading for some help.

but, he too doesn’t know what to say.

without a second thought, aria steps over to jason, invading his personal space again as she tries to seductively flirt with him once more.

this brings tears to [y/n]’s eyes. how could her sister hurt her like this?

i mean, it’s quite obvious she knows about jason and her.

so, why break her heart like this? did family mean absolutely nothing to her?

before she can blink away her tears, jason abruptly pushes aria away from him.

“i don’t know what game you’re playing at, but i’m not into you like that — not anymore. i have a girlfriend.” he says sternly, brows furrowed, shocking [y/n] completely.

“and it wouldn’t happen to be my sister, would it?” aria asks in an annoyed tone, rolling her eyes as jason’s eyebrows furrow together in confusion.

“how do you know about that?” he asks, looking over to his girlfriend, as if to ask if she told her sister.

she shakes her head, just as confused as him.

“so, it’s true, then?” aria asks snarkly as jason stays silent, not sure of what to say.

i mean, of course he wants the world to know he’s undoubtedly in love with [y/n] montgomery.

but, it’s not his decision — he knows that [y/n] was and still is afraid of everyone knowing the truth.

because if everyone knows the truth about them, then aria undoubtedly will do everything she can to tear them apart.

“that’s what i thought.” aria states, giggling in satisfaction as the couple stays silent.

aria turns back to jason, smirking as [y/n] watches her little sister with disgust and heartbreak.

tears slowly build up and roll down her cheeks.

before her sister can see the pain on her face, she makes a run for the front door of her house.

it’s only a matter of seconds before she bursts into her bedroom and slams the door shut.

once she’s safely inside the room, [y/n] quickly races over to her gigantic, comfy bed, pulling herself under the soft, heavy comforters.

then, she grabs a pillow and hugs it tightly to her chest as she sobs into it, mascara-mixed tears rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto her pillow and her blankets.

—————

HOURS PASS BY, AND SHE’S still in her heartbroken state, lying on her bed and under her comforters as she holds her pillow to her chest, staring off into space numbly.

she may not be crying anymore, but all of her tears are unfortunately dried on her face.

it’s only been a few hours after dinner and she didn’t even come out of her bedroom to eat with her family, mostly because of aria.

suddenly, there’s a knock to her door.

“go away, mom. i’m fine.” she mumbles, not bothering to look up at the door.

as the door opens, she stays in her position, before rolling her eyes.

“god, how many times do i have to say i’m fine?” she grumbles, before sitting up and looking up at the door, only to find jason entering the room and gently shutting the door behind him.

“oh, it’s just you…” she trails off, desperately trying to wipe the dried tears off of her puffy cheeks.

“would you rather it be your sister?” he asks softly, walking over to her and sitting down on the bed beside her, slowly lacing their fingers together.

“god, no.” she mumbles, slumping back against her pillows.

“your mom let me in,” he says, pausing as he sees the sad expression on her face. “hey, are you okay? i didn’t come after you right away because i thought you’d need to cool off first before i checked up on you.” he murmurs.

“not really. jason, when i saw her touch you and flirt shamelessly with you like that… it hurt so bad. so bad, i felt like i couldn’t even breathe.” she admits, her voice trembling as he nods, hating to see her hurt like this.

“and the worst part about all of this is that she didn’t care that she was hurting me. she just wanted to break me and ruin my temporary happiness.” she mutters, tears brimming her eyes.

“please… don’t cry, baby. if you cry i’ll start to do it too…” he murmurs.

he moves to slide into the bed beside her as she moves over for him.

once he’s lying next to her, she lays her head on his chest, clutching the fabric of his t-shirt tightly.

“i’m really sorry aria dragged you into this. i think a little part of her has always known that i had feelings for you — for a long time. and i hate that you met me like this because being with me requires dealing with her spiteful, selfish self.” she mumbles as jason wraps his arms around her.

“don’t apologize. it’s not your fault. i love you and i would gladly die before giving up my relationship with you. aria may think she’s won, but she didn’t. nothing will tear us apart, alright?” he says, pressing a soft and gentle kiss on her forehead.

as he pulls away, she lifts up her head to look up at him.

she smiles softly, slowly letting go of his shirt.

“i love you so much.” she murmurs to him and leans towards him, locking their lips together into a gentle kiss.

“i love you more.” he whispers as they pull away.

“you know when aria was trying to get us to admit to being together?” she asks raspily as she lays her head back against his chest.

“yeah. what about it?” jason asks curiously.

“well, i could tell you wanted to tell her — and every single person in the world — about us. but, you didn’t admit it because of me. because you think it’s my choice. but, i’m sick of being scared of what people could do to tear us apart.” she mumbles, sighing.

“[y/n]?” jason questions as she lifts her head up to look up at him in question.

“let me ask you this; do you want to be scared about us for the rest of your life or do you want to be happy? because i don’t think hiding our relationship in private is going to make us happy. i know that it’s not only hurting me, but it’s hurting you more to know that i can’t tell girls who’re into me that i’m unavailable.” he states.

“you’re right. and if anything, today proved to me that maybe it’s time to tell everyone that we’re together. i don’t want to lose you to aria, or anyone else that tries to get between us and i think that’ll happen if we stay a secret.” [y/n] slowly admits.

“so… you agree?” he asks, tilting his head in question, wondering if he heard her correctly.

“yes. j, you’re the man i want to spend my life with, for as long as you’ll allow me. and even if we don’t stay together for long, at least i’ll know that we tried to make it work. because you’re worth it. i want to make you happy for as long as i can and i don’t want to hide in the dark anymore. i want to be able to kiss you and hug you and hold your hand in public. i want to introduce you to my friends and my family without being afraid of what they might think.” she starts completely rambling as her boyfriend chuckles softly and presses his lips to hers before she can ramble on some more.

“i want to do those things too. so bad. but, if you think for one second that in the future we aren’t going to work out, then you don’t know how powerful our love is.” jason states, raising his brows up at her questioningly.

“oh, jase. you know i know the power of it, but i just wanted to get that out — that even if things don’t work out, we’ll remember the amazing love we had.” she says, sighing and getting up.

“where are you going?” jason asks as [y/n] walks over to her bedroom door.

“to tell my family about my boyfriend. you coming?” she says turning to face him, lifting her hand up in a motion for him to go with her.

he grins excitedly at her and gets up, walking over to her.

as she opens the door, he grabs her hand and laces it together with his own.

the couple walks down the stairs and into the living room to see byron, ella, aria, and mike sitting on the furniture, watching tv.

but, as jason and [y/n] appear next to the table, the family looks up at the two of them, confused expressions on their faces.

“what’s going on, honey? you feeling better?” ella asks her daughter, her brows furrowing together in concern.

“yes, i am now. i just really needed to come out here and tell you guys the truth.” she admits as aria eyes jason’s and [y/n]’s joined hands in disgust.

after aria sees the two holding hands, mike, byron, and ella quickly follow after.

“jason and i are dating. we’ve been together for a while now, but it’s been mostly private.” [y/n] starts as her little sister rolls her eyes.

“why wouldn’t you tell us this, [y/n]? did you think you couldn’t come to us about this?” byron asks curiously.

“well, for starters, i was afraid aria would try to tear us apart, seeing as she and jason had a thing going on before we got together and she knew i had feelings for him when i was younger. not to mention, ever since she’s gotten the chance, aria has always tried to ruin things for me. and if you don’t believe me, that’s okay. i know she’s the favorite daughter, but i can’t lie anymore. anyways, the point is, jason agreed to be together secretly because he was respecting my choice. but, i’m not afraid anymore.” she explains, sighing as aria gets up and stalks over to her oldest sister, glaring at her dangerously.

“i have no idea what the hell you’re talking about, [y/n]. i don’t know what you’re trying to do, but you are not going to turn mom and dad against me!” she exclaims, practically spitting in her sister’s face.

sighing, [y/n] turns to face her brother, who groans.

“you guys aren’t actually buying this, are you? ever since aria was born, she has always made [y/n] unhappy. she’s always been jealous of her!” mike exclaims, rolling his eyes as aria glares at him.

“mike!” she exclaims in a snotty, childish tone.

“aria, you know i love you, but i’m not going to defend you for bullying our sister!” he yells back at her.

aria takes one look at her parents, who both look shocked and confused, before groaning angrily and running up the stairs to her room.

it’s just seconds before a door is slammed.

“is it true? did she really bully you?” ella asks, standing up from the couch, eyes tearing up.

“yeah, it’s true. i mean, aria went as far as flirting with me and over stepping the line right in front of [y/n] on purpose. and she didn’t even care when she saw that she hurt her.” jason says, stepping in.

byron and ella stand there, silent for a second and shocked that one of their daughters could do that to someone — especially to one of their own kids.

“look, we didn’t tell you this to hurt you, or to get aria in trouble — she’s still in high school, so eventually she’ll mature and realize that what she was doing was wrong. we told you this because we wanted to be honest about our relationship.” [y/n] states as both byron and ella nod slowly, before sitting back down on the couch.

[y/n] turns to her little brother and walks over to him, patting him on the shoulder.

“i don’t know what to say, mike. i’m happy that you care, but i don’t want you and aria to be fighting because of me. but, if you guys work through this fight, i hope that you’ll be able to show her a better way to act and how to treat people.” she says, sighing as he stands up and pulls her in for a gentle embrace.

“of course i would defend you, [y/n]. you’re not just my eldest sister — you’ve taught me so much and you’ve always helped me through my issues. i love aria as much as i love you, but it was time she learnt that her actions have consequences.” he admits once they pull away and she nods.

“thanks again, mikey.” she says as he nods.

[y/n] turns and walks over to jason, who embraces her in a comforting hug.

her hands quickly go around his waist as he kisses her forehead.

“i should probably head home. can you walk me out?” he asks her after they sadly move away from each other.

without speaking any words, she nods and grabs his hand, walking over to the front door.

opening it, she pulls him outside gently and shuts the door behind them.

“did i mention how much i love you?” jason suddenly says, chuckling at her confused expression.

“the way you held yourself together in there when aria got in your face.” he says as she opens her mouth as if to say, “ohhh.”

“well, i know that she’s acting out. she’s angry and jealous and she’s a teenager. she’s angry at the world and at herself. i remember when i was at that stage. i snapped at anyone i could and any little thing set me off. but, i think that her jealousy is more of a deep-rooted issue — she may be acting out because of something or maybe she’s experiencing anxiety or depression. i’m not a doctor, so i wouldn’t know. but, i’d like to help her and get her into therapy to see what’s going on with her. if she can’t even tell my parents what’s going on, then something serious is going on.” she admits, sighing.

“after everything she’s done to you, you still want to help?” jason asks confused that she’d help someone who bullied her for so long.

“i know it’s pathetic. but, she’s still my little sister. i don’t care what she’s done to me. if there’s even a small chance that i can help her, i’ll take it.” she admits as he sighs and walks over to her, until they’re only a few inches apart.

“that’s what i love about you — you have the kindest and most generous heart i know.” he states, cupping her cheek as she leans into his hand.

“you have no idea how much i love you, j.” she softly whispers, finding comfort in him.

“actually i do. because i obviously love you more.” he states seriously as she giggles.

“yeah, okay. whatever you say!” she jokingly says, before she glances down at his lips.

his own eyes lock on her lips, before glancing back up at her, noticing that she’s doing the same.

without another thought, he presses his lips to hers in a gentle kiss.

“i love you so much…” he trails off when they pull away as he rests his forehead against hers.

“i know.” she murmurs, smiling up at him.

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Welcome to The Dollhouse

Pairing: Jason Dilaurentis x Fem!Reader

Written: June 24th, 2021

Posted: June 24th, 2021

Warning: some swearing.

Word Count: 834

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“What the hell Mona?” You screeched. “You could’ve gotten us killed!”

Moving to lunge at her, Spencer was quick to grab ahold of your wrist.

“Easy, Y/N.” Hannah, hissed. “We all want to take a turn.”

“We could beat the crap out of you.” You snarled, rage overwhelming you.

Jumping back, Mona’s features normal stock expression changed to one of fear. It wan’t long before her face had turned back to a normal one that wasn’t readable.

“Who the hell is read coat, Mona?” You questioned, clenching your teeth as you crossed your arms along your chest.

“I don’t know.” She spat.

Scoffing, you raised an eyebrow. “Bullshit.”

Rolling your eyes, you let out a huff. “I need some air.”

Storming out of Spencers house, you walked in the direction of the barn.

“Y/N?”

Turning on your heel, you felt your stomach flutter. Locking eyes with Jason, you made your way towards him.

“What’re you doing out here?” You questioned, your eyes darting around.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Jason spoke. Without looking at him, you knew his lips would be holding a smirk.

Your lips curled up, as you shook your head.

“I…I needed some air.” You finally spoke, shifting from foot to foot.

“Ah.” He responded nodding his head in understanding. “I get it.”

You hummed in response. “Your turn.”

Letting out a chuckle, he shook his head. “Yard work.”

“Hm.”

“If I don’t do it, nobody else will.” He shrugged before leaning down and yanking a tall weed from the ground.

As he did so, his biceps rippled as his veins popped out. Taking in a sharp breath, the fluttering had returned. It wasn’t long before you felt the heat cascade along your cheeks.

Clearing your throat you averted your gaze, before Jason could catch you staring at him.

Tossing the weed into a pile of others he had already pulled, he took a step towards you. “You okay?”

Glancing into his eyes, you felt frozen. Not trusting your words, you gave him a simple nod.

“You sure?” He pressed, closing more space between you. Reaching up, he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. It must have fallen in your face while you watched him. Being too engrossed with him, you hadn’t noticed.

“Y-Yeah.” You stuttered. Cringing at your tone, you let out a huff.

Without saying another word, Jason closed the remaining space between you. His hand had begun cradling your jaw, as his chest was nearly touching yours.

Gazing into his eyes, you felt your heart begin beating at a rapid pace. Angling your face upwards, Jason was silently asking for permission. His other hand coming up and cradling your jaw.

Finding yourself at a loss of words, you wanted to know what Jason’s lips felt like against your. You wanted to know if they would be as soft as you had always imagined, yet you found yourself hesitating.

Jason leaned in further allowing him to rest his forehead against yours. The breaths you took, became intertwined with Jason. Your senses became overwhelmed by him.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you turned your head. “W-We shouldn’t.”

“Why not?” Jason questioned, his voice filled with emotion.

“We…We can’t hurt Aria.” You spoke willing yourself to move away from him.

Once you mustered up enough strength, you pulled away putting space between you. Catching your wrist, Jason frowned. His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

“Y/N?” Spencer’s voice called from her yard. “Are you okay?”

Yanking your wrist free, you raced back to her yard. “Hi, Spence.”

“There you are!” She exclaimed, relief washing over her. “You had me worried for a moment!”

Shrugging, you smoothed down your shirt. “Yeah…I’m okay.” You frowned.

“You sure?” She questioned placing a comforting arm along your shoulders. “You look like something’s wrong.”

“No!” You shrieked earning a questioning glance from her. “N-No. Nothing’s wrong.” You tried.

Without saying a word, Spencer gave you a simple nod.

—

Groaning, you lulled your head to the side. Reaching up, you attempted to shield your eyes from the bright light above you. Opening your eyes, you were greeted with the sight of your friends.

Turning your head, you were greeted with the same view. Panic began bubbling up inside you. Jolting upward, you gazed around the room. The hair on your arms and neck stood at attention. The feeling of being watched weighted heavily on you. Glancing down, you were covered with a paper thin blanket, while on a metal gurnee.

“Y/N?” Hannah’s voice rang through your ears. “Where are we?”

“I-I don’t know.” You frowned furrowing your eyebrows together in confusion. “The last thing I remember….”

“Was getting into an accident.” Emily finished for you.

Turning to face glance at her, the rest of the girls shared your expression.

The door burst open, revealing a blonde Mona.

“It’s about time you guys showed up.” She spoke in a chirpy voice.

“Welcome to the Dollhouse.”

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