#but yea no actually every adult has hurt me in some way. and I was never going to turn out alright because

[streetdumpster]

I think (as much as I annoyingly complain and whine about not having a partner) being single this long has been good for me. I'm learning a lot about myself and I'm learning why I was a shit person, and through finding the root of the problem I can kind of... start to heal. I can be nicer to myself so I can grow and get better. Because TBH.. being mean and cruel to yourself doesn't make you become a better person. It just makes you believe that thats what you /are,/ and thats what you /always will be,/ as opposed to realizing that you are a product of your circumstances but that does not mean you can't get better and become a better person. Accepting help and trying to get better so you can eventually love yourself – even if no one else does – is the greatest and loveliest thing you can do for yourself. You deserve that love, you exist and you live and you feel and that is a truly beautiful gift.

[delululand]

who send that txt’s red and green flags? u r a godsent! id like to add something on red flags since we all know the members are waving green flags 🤭

sb - i think one of his red flags would be fickleness? idk if i would be able to explain it well but he mentioned before that he hates being adult because of responsibilities. based on that, i can see him expressing his feelings toward the other person but then suddenly backing out because he suddenly feels overwhelmed with the thought of responsibilities that comes with relationship. he likes the person but he might be indecisive on whether he is ready to commit or not. (Not saying this is really him but just a possibility based on what ive observed with those type of ppl)

yj - fixer. sometimes he might be too focused on fixing whatever he thinks need fixing on his partner and that can be really annoying. while his moon in libra and mars in sagittarius might help him be ‘chill’.. that leo and virgo combination is no joke.

bg -u’ve said it right. it is his pettiness that can be a red flag. also the lack of communication with manipulative tendencies! if he’s the wrong one, he will have no trouble apologizing. he’s nice that way. but if his partner is the wrong one? yea good luck. he’d disappear and will make sure to make them feel guilty for it until they’re on their knees— 😶

tyun - im inlove with him so much im willing to ignore 🚩.. kidding! look, i’ve seen his chart and a lot of his personal planets r making aspect to his sun which made me think that his ego (sun) plays a huge role in his life and will definitely be one of his red flag. rn we see tyun mature side right? but i feel like anything that will hit his ego so hard can make the vicious side of him come out. his aries mars makes him easily reactive to those things. when he’s triggered, the only way to calm him down is to leave him alone.

hyuka - low self-esteem. among the members, he’s the one with a really low self esteem (all of them have but his goes deeper) im not gonna explain much other than it’s not really pleasant with these type of ppl. u gotta be strong or else they’ll drag u down with them. he’s a leo.. a leo with a healthy self esteem r the best and i know that hyuka will eventually get there.

that’s all. i dont think im able to explain my thoughts well😭 but lemme know what u think?

+ anyways i truly miss reading ur posts! and saw that enhypen’s post too! i love it!! would it possible to request one for txt too? thank u 😄

- ur fellow intp 💙

OMGGGG I WANNA SAY SO MUCH

first i love your mind soooo much, second you’re so good in astrology

i absolutely agree with your opinion about soobin, this is one of the things that I thought about but couldn’t articulate it. in my opinion he is quite mature and he is the leader of the group which makes him mature even more, but it seems like that is enough for him? like, on the one hand, it’s not that he’s not mature for a relationship, but rather he’s just not ready to take responsibility yet. + he said that he is not the kind of person who would lead a relationship or plan something and therefore would just agree with everything that his girlfriend wants, but this is also literally an abdication of responsibility to some extent. so, in my opinion, he either doesn’t want to take on extra responsibility because he’s tired of responsibility at work, or he’s not ready for it due to his young age, or he’s just that kind of person (but actually i think it affects everything together and may change with age, like i don’t think that he will be a person who will become a super leader in a relationship, but at least he will be okay with the responsibility that comes with the appearance of a relationship)

yeonjun yes and beomgyu absolutely yes. if he has a fight with his partner and the partner says something offensive to him, they won’t get away with just an apology, and for some reason i think that if it really hurt him, he would remember it every time in all next fights. and also sometimes he likes to do something like checks? like that time when he blocked taehyun to see if he would come to wish him a happy birthday

taehyun yes too and + soobin said that taehyun often gets offended that he doesn’t share his feelings and this can also be in some ways a red flag for people who have difficulty sharing feelings or who just don’t like it

speaking of kai, i understood what you mean and this is really true, but it is in him that it manifests itself as not being so burdensome for other people? like i mean my work in korea was partly related to this area and i could see and sometimes communicate with different musicians/actors/dancers and other media personas and one of the most surprising things is when you look at them you think “wow this person is so cool, they are beautiful, they are smart, they are interesting personas, they have good singing/dancing/whatever skills” but when communicating with these people, most of them have very low self-esteem but they don’t seem to focus on it. i don’t know how to explain this more correctly, but it’s like the difference between people who due to low self-esteem really pull people around them to the bottom and people for whom it’s like something background that you might not even recognize right away. but idk whatever i hope kai can handle with this and it seems he has already changed for the better

and thank you so much for writing this!!! if you don’t mind i’ll leave a link to this in main post, people should see this too!

[nativeofsumeru]

Genshin Men and why they're your exes (Albedo, Arataki Itto, Cyno)

A/N: this is just something fun and flaws I see that could be dealbreakers for some people romantic wise. If anything is OOC please let me know your opinions(respectfully) as I'm more familiar with some characters than others. Any requests for other characters? (There are TLDRs at the end of each section)

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Albedo

How it began: You are a citizen of Mondstadt, the City of Freedom. Whether you're a member of the Knights of Favonius or a simple shop keeper, you encounter the Chief Alchemist Albedo while he's in town for a festival. You spot him walking around with Sucrose and spark up a conversation. The two of you bond over similar interests and discuss his research which you're impressed by. His artistic expression, intelligence, and overall nature capture your heart. You spend the festival together getting closer and that's how it begins. Why it ended: Albedo was always swamped with work, leaving for months to Dragonspine for work, and to protect you. It would make him feel guilty. Yes, he's smitten, but he's also cautious. He would send romantic love letters and pieces of artwork, however due to weather conditions and distance, they always come with large chunks of time between them. It is unlikely many if any of your letters would reach him. The distance and lack of communication get to you. "Is he even trying?" When he was in town it was for a fleeting moment, the two of you would barely have much time to spend together and most of his time was spent in town for work. The spark of honeymoon fairytale during the festival is long gone. Is there any feeling left between the two of you? You find yourself not feeling much around him as both of you basically have your own disconnected growth and lives over the lengthy time periods he's away. You're both headed on separate paths. He senses it, he's not dumb. It's an amicable breakup. The only thing that changes is that you just don't get love letters every few months. You're more heartbroken about what could've been. Maybe it would've been better in another life. (A)"We've just become different people." (Y/N)"Yea..." (A)"Perhaps we should just, go our separate ways?" (Y/N)"It's better for the both of us." (A)"That's it then. This is over." (Y/N)"Yup." (A)"I wish you the best (Y/N)." (Y/N)"Same to you."

TLDR: -relationship ends due to distance and life leading you both on different paths

Arataki Itto

How it began: You, an Inazuman citizen, minding your own business around Inazuma City. You catch Itto's eye first. Before you know it, he's trying to win you over in anyway possible. His personality just makes you fall hard, he's a lovable idiot. His fun and sometimes childish carefree adventures make for a relationship that is always kept interesting and you feel a need to want to protect him from discrimination. Even with him getting arrested all the time, it's all part of the adventure right? You're life is completely changed because of him and you welcome the change, it's almost as if everything has a new sense of liveliness to it again.

Why it ended: Time passed. A good amount of time. As much fun as this lifestyle was, you finally wanted to start adulting. Eventually, his constant incarcerations, lack of an actual job and mora, and his seeming lack of maturity and seriousness, begin to get to you in a negative way. You would ty to bring up things like buying a home, getting a real job, maybe even marriage, and almost every time it would seem as if Itto would just shrug it off. You try to have a serious discussion with him about the rest of your lives together, but he sees no problem with his current lifestyle. He feels content in it and would even be hurt that you're trying to change who he is. The two of you start to have more arguments and the luster that made the relationship appealing in the first place becomes the reason why it becomes more unappealing. The relationships ends with an explosive argument. (Y/N)"That's it Itto! I'm done!" (I)"Fine, go on then see if I care!...Wait (Y-Y/N)? A-Are you being serious?" (Y/N)"Does it look like I'm joking?!" (I)"I-I..." (Y/N)"This is your problem Itto, you never learn to take anything seriously. Goodbye." (I)"(Y/N)?...."

TLDR: -relationship ends due to Itto's immature carefree nature which ends up leading to an explosive argument

Cyno

How it began: You're a Sumerian citizen, probably of desert descent. You're friends with Tighnari. Cyno saved your life and his guard was softened a bit after learning about your connection to Tighnari. It takes a long while for this relationship to actually kick off, but eventually, via multiple encounters through your friendships with other characters, he finds himself more drawn to you and with a push from Tighnari, he finally asks you on a formal date. He's quite the gentleman, very romantic, and much to your surprise quite the passionate lover in private.

How it ended: His job proves to be an obstacle, the possible danger you could face for being connected to him and the potential danger he could be in worries both of you, so the relationship is private for a while. As amazing as the relationship is, it slowly becomes evident that his principles are very solid and a priority above all. It's likely you get involved in his work, even when he tries to put distance between it and you. When you literally become an obstacle between him and enacting justice, he gets an internal conflict. There are arguments about it, instigated by you trying to make him see what's wrong with this system. But eventually it all comes to a head. (Y/N)"Are you're principles really the only thing you value above all else?" (C)"..." (Y/N)"Cyno?" (C)"(Y/N). Please don't make me do this." (Y/N)"Wow. So it's going to be like that." (C)"You knew it would be this way long before you started."

TLDR: -relationships ends due to Cyno's principles being the first priority in his life

[forcebookish]

ok sorry I have a lot of thoughts about this ep so hope this is ok 😭

1. I am genuinely hopeful for a topmew reconciliation and I think the beginnings of it could start as soon as next ep? I don't think it'll be quick or easy but I do think a lot of things are gonna click in place for mew when top is taking care of him while ray is nowhere to be found. also I think he needed to self destruct a bit before he could forgive top. 2. FUCK RAY AND I MEAN THAT!!!! his stans can victimize him all they want but he is the nastiest character aside from boston. the way he treats sand and mew is downright vile but he keeps getting excuse after excuse. (Also sidenote as much as I hate it I think raymew needs to happen once just so they can both get it out of their systems and quickly realize it'll NEVER work). also I know I'm a mew apologist but is no one gonna talk about how ray knows mew just got his heart broken and is still gonna try to be with him while he is kind of seeing/has feelings for sand? he's gonna put mew through hell again?? but he's SO much better than top apparently.

totally okay, anon, let it out. i mean, i'm going to let even more out lol megarant incoming:

1. agreed, i'm sure that topmew can make it through, especially based on the next episode. i think mew just has to go through it a little bit. i'm really bummed that top ended up hitting mew, but at least it wasn't on purpose... unlike the other couples😒 and you know what? i'd want to hit ray that badly too, because

2. SAME!! FUCK RAY! i have hopped onto the ray hate train and i am riding it until the wheels fall off. idk what kind of work or what he's going to have to go through to earn even neutral status again, because his still thinking that he doesn't have an addiction after ALL THAT is truly some next level bullshit. yeah, it's realistic, and that's why it pisses me off so much. you don't, at least shouldn't, keep that kind of toxicity (ACTUALLY TOXIC I KNOW FANDOM DOESN'T KNOW WHAT THAT WORD MEANS BUT THAT IS LIKE, THE DEFINITION OF TOXIC) in your life. everyone's going to get burned AGAIN by him. he's not on his second chance he's on like his tenth chance and they better not give him an eleventh.

mew, sand, and his dad have all told him he's an addict; he drove while drunk AND high, after throwing all of his friends under the bus and INSULTING sand TWICE... AND HE THINKS HE DOESN'T NEED REHAB??? HE THINKS THOSE ARE THE ACTIONS OF SOMEONE NOT ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND ALCOHOL????!?? you said it, anon, FUCK HIM. if he had actually woken up and seen reason, i would have at least have given him a chance but he's run out of my sympathy. he's not a baby, he's an adult who needs to face some real fucking consequences. oh wah wah he hurt his shoulder? fuck off, he could have killed someone and he hardly blinks, pouts when he's barely even scolded - AND CONTINUES TO DRINK!?!??? has the gall to say that he doesn't have an addiction?

that's the definition of an addiction, asshole. oh he's "stressed?" yeah no alcoholic has ever been stressed and used alcohol to feel better🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 oh wait, that's EVERY ALCOHOLIC EVER

i really hope that whatever ray's dad asks of sand is to find a way to get him to quit, but it doesn't look like it based on the preview. maybe sand calls the cops, idk.

i can't beLIEVE that everyone's wearing kid gloves with him. i get that his dad is neglectful and not affectionate, but he could have, and honestly should have, let him go to jail. i hope he gets arrested in the next episode and he finally goes through withdrawal and sees what he's doing to the people he supposedly loves, especially based on what it looks like he's going to do to mew, is unacceptable.

and he already treats sand like trash!!!! all he does is take advantage of his kindness and then throw him away when he doesn't need him anymore. like LITERAL TRASH. did he even apologize for calling him a whore? oh wait, he probably doesn't remember because he was SO drunk and high.

AND YEAH I CHECKED HE DOESN'T APOLOGIZE TO SAND AT ALL IN FACT SAND IS THE ONE TO APOLOGIZE WTF

i mean. sand should apologize but still. jesus christ, ray.

AND YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT THIS THING WITH MEW. after all this talk about ray not wanting to be mew's rebound and "knowing" it wouldn't be good,

he still JUMPS at the chance and doesn't think about how this would hurt mew. he waits for one little moment of weakness and FUCKING LEAPS.

(which... i don't want to get into it but this scene reads as extremely sus to me. it's the same position they were in when ray kissed mew when he was asleep. i don't know if that means they're meant to parallel it as ray taking advantage of mew again or if mew's playing him. the way mew talks sounds like a trap; it seems out of character that he would blame himself for ray drinking. and the scene where they're dancing is so... weird... it gave me the same bad vibes i got when topmew got home from the party but maybe i'm wearing my topmew goggles too tight idk)

and this!?!????

i haven't seen ANY evidence that ray has EVER taken care of mew EVER. tbh i would love to be proven wrong, show me the receipts, but mew is ALWAYS the one taking care of ray (probably one of the reasons why top was so appealing: someone was finally taking care of him for once). and now he thinks that he can take care of mew when he can't even take care of himself? please.

he's just selfish. sure, unlike boston, he may care when he hurts people but not enough to stop apparently.

i've been saying it from the start, both boston and ray are shitty friends who take advantage of mew's friendship. just because boston is shittier doesn't make that any less true. mew is going through all of this shit because of both of them. none of this would have happened if it weren't for both of their bullshit.

thanks for stopping by and giving me a chance to rant, anon💖 let's pray for some consequences for ray together🙏🙏

[katieluvv3]

Start

Sooooo, helloooo. I actually never do this, like venting online on a public platform where everybody sees it. But I feel like, its the only way of venting without worrying about that someones not even listening or just listen out of kindness but deep inside, they don't really care. Well, to put it short rn, life just suuuuucks. I just feel like my lifes on pause and that everything I do is wrong. I live with my mother and grandparents but Im an adult, so not a child don't worry. The problem is, that i feel ill suited here. My mother doesn't believe me, when i say, that i don't feel good or that i have mental problems. She just shrugs it off and tells me how bad everything else around me is. I mean, i get it, that im not the worlds only problem and i don't want to be that at all. I don't even want attention, i just want to be accepted and not be told, that others have it worse. I don't have many friends either, and only online. In real life theres literally no fucking one. I have like colleagues at work but, i tried to find friends there but I just don't feel like, that theres gonna be more than a colleague friendship. And online, there are some, but I feel unwelcome sometimes there too. I have my best friend there, who i play dead by daylight mostly with, and we get along very well, but i can't really talk about stuff like this with her. She doesn't really "believe" me? I don't know, she thinks that I'm just the happy person that show to everyone. Then there's one more friend, that has BPD too, and we DO talk about stuff like this, but he's very distant and doesn't initiate stuff on his own like "hey you wanna talk or do something?" and i don't blame him at all, he's sick too, but it still hurts. But yea, mostly I have to initiate everything which can be very energy draining every time. I am a person, that when someone goes distant on me, I'll do the same, and mostly i build a wall around myself to protect myself. Work is exhausting too, but thats really one of the things, that are not that bad, that could really be worse. In conclusion, im a lonely, desperate and sick individual haha. lol it somehow felt good writing that down, I'll see if i keep that up, like texting stuff here.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Open for holiday requests? Well then... ho,ho,ho🎅 Tom’s driving home frantically during holiday season and ends up getting his car stuck in a snowstorm. Reader and her family take him in from the cold and slowly he adjusts for the time being and maybe starts catching feelings???

I love a good hallmark like Xmas movie romance!

Home For The Holidays 

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Masterlist

“Spencer, look!” Lucas alerted his twin once he heard the knock. “There’s someone outside.”

Spencer got up to the window curiously and looked outside, seeing Tom covered head to toe in snow.

“It’s a monster.” Spencer shrieked as he ducked down from the window.

“It is not a monster.” Lucas rolled his eyes before looking out the window again. “Oh my God.”

“What?” Spencer asked, jumping up next to his twin to look out the window.

“Its a monster.” Lucas gasped. The boys scrambled to the door and flung it open, gasping in unison at the sight of a snow covered Tom.

“Hi. I’m-“

Are you the abdominal snowman?” Lucas asked as he let Tom in the door.

“No, I’m T-“

“Daisy!” Spencer cut him off with a shout. “Come in here!”

“Is there an adult I can speak to?” Tom asked the child as a little girl came into the room.

“Whats going on?” Daisy asked before her eyes landed on Tom. “Woah, is that an abdominal snowman?”

“Yea!” Spencer nodded. “He came right to our door.”

“I saw him out in the snow.” Lucas said proudly.

“Hey kids.” Tom spoke again. “Sorry to bother you, but I really need to talk to an adult. Are your parents home?”

“Did you come from the North Pole?” Spencer asked.

“No, Spencer.” Daisy rolled her eyes. “The abdominal snowman lives in Alaska.”

“I think he lives in Florida.” Lucas added.

“It’s actually abominable and I’m from Europe.” Tom cut in.

“Do you have magic powers?” Lucas asked.

“Yeah. I can use a phone really well. Do you want to see?” Tom tried to bait them into letting him use the phone.

“Wait!” Spencer gasped.

“What?” Daisy asked.

“Stranger danger.” Spencer realized. “We let a stranger into the house.”

“Oh no.” Lucas whined. “My parents are gonna be mad at me.”

“Mine too.” Daisy feared. “We can’t tell them.”

“Get Y/n.” Lucas instructed. “She’ll know what to do.”

“Okay.” Spencer ran out of the room, leaving Tom with the other two kids.

“Is Y/n your age?” Tom asked the children, hoping he wouldn’t have to deal with another child.

“No. Shes my cousin.” Daisy answered. “I think she’s 40. Shes really pretty though.”

“He’s right in here. He doesn’t look like the one in the movie.” Tom heard Spencer’s voice coming back. He came into the room with you, your one hand holding his and your other over your eyes.

“Okay. Can I open my eyes now?” You asked your brother.

“Uh huh.” Spencer said, and you slowly opened your eyes and removed your hand. Tom finally got a good look at you and felt all the air leave his chest.

“Uh, hi.” Tom waved awkwardly at you, taken aback by the beautiful stranger who let him on their house. You, on the other hand, were thinking something entirely different.

“AHHHHH.” You screamed and grabbed the children. “Intruder!”

“Woah woah woah.” Tom tried to calm you down. “The kids let me in.”

“Did you hurt them? Are you guys okay?” You asked as you inspected the children.

“We’re okay.” Lucas nodded, making you kiss his forehead out of relief. You picked Daisy up with one arm and held the boys close to you with your other as you backed away from Tom.

“Who are you and why are you in my house?” You demanded.

“My name is Tom.” Tom started slowly. “I’m so sorry to bother you but my car has broken down and I can’t get any service. Would you mind letting me use your phone?”

“My whole family is inside.” You told him. “Can you give me some sort of proof that you’re not chop us up and turn us into soup?”

“What kind of proof do you need?” Tom chuckled softly.

“Can you take me out to your car to show me that it’s broken down?”

“It’s really cold out here and I parked pretty far. It’s not safe for you to walk all the way out there.” Tom warned you.

“How far did you walk?” You asked, suddenly noticing how tired he looked.

“I’m not sure. You can’t see anything out there.” He shrugged. You chewed your lip and looked down at your siblings and cousin before making a decision.

“Kids, go inside and help grandma with the cooking.” You instructed. “Tell her I said you could have one piece of candy each.”

“Are we in trouble for letting a stranger inside?” Lucas asked fearfully.

“No, honey.” You assured him. “Just don’t do it again, okay? You did the right thing by coming to get me.”

The children smiled in relief before scurrying out of the room, leaving you alone with Tom.

“Empty your coat pockets” You demanded, trying to put on a brave face.

“Okay, but why?” Tom wondered as he took the contents of his pockets out.

“In case you have any weapons.” You said like it was obvious.

“There.” Tom said as he put the last of it on the table. “Pockets are empty.”

You eyed him skeptically before walking up to him and putting his hands in his pockets. You patted him down until you were satisfied.

“Okay. I believe you.” You nodded. “I’m Y/n, by the way.”

“Tom.” He shook your hand. “Are those your kids?”

“No.” You smiled. “Those were my brothers and my niece.”

“They’re cute.” Tom complimented. “They look like you.”

“Well, I have tons more in the living room.” You said proudly. “That’s why I have to keep you in here until I know you won’t hurt anyone.”

“How can I gain your trust?”

“Um, I don’t really know.” You realized. “I’ve never interrogated anyone before.”

“How about this.” Tom offered as he pulled off his hat and scarf, revealing his reddened face. “I’ll take off my stuff so you can see I’m just a regular guy.”

Your body language changed when you saw that he was a handsome guy your age. You blushed a little and looked around the room to gather yourself.

“Your skin is freezing.” You sighed as you touched a warm hand to his cold cheek. “How long have you been out there?”

“A while. I can’t feel anything below my neck.”

“You poor thing.” You sighed and rubbed his arms to warm him up. “Come on, let’s get you warmed up.”

“Wait, what about the interrogation?” Tom wondered.

“You passed. Now come on, before you get frostbite.” You laughed as you took his hand and lead him into your living room where your family was. Tom looked around the room, seeing at least 8 children and a bunch of adults. As soon as they saw you, your cousin Clementine ran into your arms for a hug. You scooped her up and held her on your hip as you addressed your family.

“Everyone, this is Tom.” You put your hand on Toms back. “His car broke down and he needs our help.”

“How cute is he!” Your aunt Linda gushed. “Look at those brown eyes.”

“The eyes? Look at that hair. So healthy.” Your Aunt Mary added.

“Nice to meet you Tom. I’m also Tom.” Your grandfather reached forward to shake Toms hand.

“And I’m Gary.” Your other grandfather shook his hand. “Nice handshake. Strong.”

“Thank you sir.” Tom smiled shyly.

“Ah, Y/n, he’s your age.” Your grandmother gasped. “What a cute couple you’d make.”

“Do you want to see my train set?” Your brother Charlie tugged on Toms hand. “I built it myself.”

“I helped.” Your youngest brother, George, told him. “I put the tracks together.”

“I’d love to see it.” Tom smiled at him.

“Can we get you something to eat?” Your uncle Jason asked Tom. “You must be starving.”

“How about a drink? Do you like hot chocolate? I just made some.” Aunt Linda offered.

“Have a seat, dear.” Your mom led Tom to a chair. “You must have been walking for miles.”

“A friend of mine owns the best auto shop in town. I’ll give him a call for you to see about your car.” Your uncle Richard said as he went to get the house phone.

“Thank you, sir. I greatly appreciate that.” Tom nodded in appreciation.

“Did you hear that?” Your mom gasped. “Manners.”

“And that accent.” Aunt Mary winked. “Oh, Y/n, he’s perfect for you.”

“Aunt Mary.” You glared at her. “We just met.”

“Oh, you must be freezing. I’ll get you a sweater.” Your other grandmother moved towards the closet.

“Make Y/n get it.” Your grandma waved her hand in dismissal. “You need to focus on the food.”

“Y/n, would you take Tom to get a fresh set of clothes? He’ll catch his death in this weather.” Your mother asked you.

“Please, don’t let me put you to any trouble.” Tom tried to stop them from going to great lengths for him.

“Nonsense. You’re our guest.” Your mother smiled at him.

“Follow me.” You put Clementine down and took Toms hand, leading him to one of the bedrooms.

“You have such a big family.” Tom commented as you reached the room.

“I know.” You smiled proudly as you got clothes out of the closet. “Every holiday is a huge celebration. It’s the only time we all get to be together.”

“That’s really great that you’re all so close.” Tom smiled as he looked at the family pictures hanging on the wall.

“Yeah. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. Here.” You handed him clothes. “You can put on anything you find and leave your wet clothes in the bathroom.”

You went to leave the room but Tom grabbed your arm.

“Y/n?” Tom asked.

“Yes, Tom?”

“Thank you. I really appreciate you letting me in.” Tom smiled warmly.

“And I really appreciate you not chopping my family up and turning us into soup.” You smiled back before leaving the room. You waited a few minutes before coming back in once you assumed Tom was finished changing.

“I found some more sweaters if none of those...” You trailed off when you saw what Tom was wearing.

“What?” Tom asked in confusion as he looked down at the sweater.

“That’s my dads sweater. I haven’t seen it in years.” You smiled softly as you ran your fingers down the material of the sweater.

“It’s so soft.” Tom chuckled as he felt it as well. “He doesn’t wear it anymore?”

“No. He um, he passed away a few years ago.” You admitted, keeping your eyes down.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I can take it off.” Tom immediately went to remove it.

“No, it’s okay.” You stopped him. “It suits you.”

“Tom! Y/n!” Your aunt Linda called from the living room. “Hot chocolate is ready!”

“Come on.” You took his hand. “My aunt makes really good hot chocolate. You’ll love it.”

Tom blushed behind your back as you lead him to the kitchen, feeling intimidated when he saw your entire family sitting down.

“There you two are.” Your mother smiled. “We were just sitting down to eat.”

“You can sit next to me.” You pulled Tom to two empty seats. He pulled your chair out for you, making you smile.

“I wanna sit with Tom.” Daisy whined.

“No, I do.” George pouted.

“You can sit across from me.” Tom told George. “And I’ll sit in the middle of Y/n and Daisy.”

“I called the auto shop.” Your uncle told Tom. “They can’t send anybody out here until the morning. Hope you don’t spending the night here.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” Tom shook his head. “I’m sure I’ll find a hotel around here.”

“Nonsense. You’ll never make it to a hotel. Plus, we have a perfectly good bed right here.” Your grandpa insisted.

“I don’t want to put you to too much trouble.” Tom told your family. “You’ve already done so much for me.”

“It’s no trouble at all. We’re happy to have you here.” Your other grandpa said.

“Hot chocolate, for you.” Aunt Linda placed two mugs down in front of you and Tom.

“Would you like some potatoes?” Aunt Mary passed him the bowl.

“How about some greens? I put a little brown sugar on them to make them taste good.” Aunt Linda put some on Toms plate.

“You have to try this. It’s my special recipe.” Your grandma put a baked zucchini next to the green beans.

“My wife makes the best stuffing.” Uncle Gary chuckled as he put some on Toms plate. “You’ll want to take some before the kids get it all.”

“Ooo. Make sure you get some cranberry sauce.” Your mother filled the last empty spot on Toms dish.

“Thank you. All of you. I really appreciate your kindness.” Tom smiled fondly at the table, his heart warming with gratitude.

“It’s the holiday season. Kindness is the most important gift you can give.” Your grandpa declared.

“Tom, do you want to play dolls with me after dinner?” Your cousin Ivy asked.

“No, he has to see my train set first.” Charlie spoke up.

“We could put the dolls on the train.” Tom suggested, making all the children grin.

“Did you hear that? He’s a genius.” Lucas said to Spencer.

“How long is Tom gonna stay with us?” Ivy asked her mom.

“Can he stay in my room tonight? I have stars on my ceiling.” Lucas told Tom.

“That sounds really cool, Lucas.” Tom nodded. “You’ll have to show me.”

“Are you and Y/n gonna get married?” Clementine wondered out loud, making you slap your hand to your forehead while Tom laughed.

“We just met, Clementine.” You said shyly as you pushed your food around your plate.

“Do you like pie Tom?” Aunt Linda piped up. “I made apple and cherry.”

“And I made pumpkin.” You leaned towards him to tell him.

“I like pumpkin.” Tom smiled at you, leaning in as well.

“Me too.” You giggled as you bumped shoulders with him.

“Oh look!” Aunt Mary gasped. “You two are under the mistletoe.”

You and Tom looked up and sure enough, a bustle of mistletoe was hanging above your heads. Toms face immediately flushed as he looked at you, but you were busy giving an unamused look to your family.

“Wow.” You said sarcastically. “It’s almost like someone hung mistletoe over the only two empty seats at the table.”

“Maybe it was a coincidence.” Tom squeaked.

“Uh Uh.” You shook your head. “This was no coincidence. My family did this on purpose.”

You punctuated your sentence by standing up and taking the mistletoe down, making your family roll their eyes and huff.

“We’re not gonna kiss.” You declared as you set the mistletoe down on the table. “Not like this.”

Tom perked up at your words, but appeared to be the only one that heard it. He looked around the table for witnesses, but found that your family had given up and started eating. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched you slip the mistletoe into your cardigan pocket. Tom eyes you curiously but didn’t say anything as he began to eat his food.

After dinner, Tom helped you clear the table while the kids ran off to play. You couldn’t help but smile at him as he stood next to your grandmother, drying the dishes as she washed them.

“Look at him.” Your grandmother gawked. “He’s helping me wash the dishes.”

“Y/n, if you don’t marry him, I will.” Your mom clicked her tongue, making you roll your eyes.

“Stop it.” You scolded. “No one here marrying him. We don’t even know if he’s single.”

“Well, Tom, are you seeing anyone?” Aunt Mary asked him as she put the dishes away.

“I’m not, no.” Tom answered as he kept his eyes on you. You gave him a coy smile before looking away.

“Then when are you taking Y/n on a date?” Aunt Linda asked, making you gasp.”

“Aunt Linda!” You exclaimed. “That’s enough. Nothings gonna happen between us if you’re all poking around in our business. We’re leaving. Come on, Tom.”

Tom gave an apologetic look to your family as he followed you out of the room. You took his hand and brought him to one of the rooms, presumably the one you were staying in.

“Sorry about that.” You sighed as you shut the door behind you. “They’re always trying to set me up.”

“Has it ever worked before?” Tom asked, a hint of jealousy in his words.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged and flicked your eyes to the ceiling. “You tell me.”

Tom followed your eyes and looked up as well, smiling a little when he saw mistletoe badly taped above your heads.

“Hm.” Tom played coy. “Now, where did that come from?”

“I took it from the dining room.” You laughed. “It’d be a shame to go to waste.”

“You know what?” Tom smirked as he hooked his pinky under your chin, tilting your lips closer to his. “I was thinking the same thing.”

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Random thoughts on Moon signs and why Aries Moon is annoying to have

I saw this tweet a while ago that had a list of planetary placements to die for. The first one was Aries Sun/Moon. As an Aries Moon myself, my response was "Nah-ahhh you DON'T want that. This is dangerous territory, trust me". And then I started thinking about Moon signs, why does Aries Moon suck, which Moon placements are nice and which not so much.

You know why Moon in Aries is bad? Sometimes you see these kids at grocery shops that start crying and yelling and tumbling on the floor because their parent doesn't want to buy them candy (actually, big chances are, they are Aries Moons, but that's not what I'm trying to convey here). As kids they are going to externalise their angry feelings, I mean, everyone's okay with that, they're kids, it's just candy. Worst case scenario, you're just going to roll your eyes at them. But think of an adult who has this screaming, hurt and angry kid inside. It's still there. It won't magically change signs once you're old enough. And yeah, it's going to yell sometimes. And be a cry-baby. And passionately experience every feeling with their whole self, good AND bad. Sometimes it's going to want to scream into a pillow because it's so impatient and frustrated and it just wants everything NOW. Someone on lindaland once said, “you don't have Moon with Moon in Aries, you just have two Marses”. Touché.

Okay but if you want to know something about Aries Moon, know that it feels the urge to be independent. Hates restrictions with their whole heart. Impulsive. Veryyyy impatient, as we have already established. Hates being told what to do. Having constant battle with their emotions. Open and naive (remember it's the child of the zodiac). Very cheery and child-like on one hand but on the other, emotions are expressed and felt in a very raw way, let's say, with a burning passion. Will chase everything. And you can only imagine how an Aries Moon feels when it catches the thing it wants. Likes being the first one in everything. Physical activity is good for their mental health. Kind of obsessed with sex.

Taurus Moon. It's Venusian. It's exalted. It's nice and cosy. It probably has a nice, soothing voice. Think of Elton John, he has Taurus Moon. Beautiful voice but also an eye for beauty and luxury. Can be stubborn in its emotions but hey, at least it's stable, right? It's sensual, just like everything Taurus, and probably loves food way too much. It's in touch with its own body and the only downfall to that is when a Taurus Moon person experiences negative emotions, it affects their whole body. Like, negative emotions can make them physically ill.

Gemini Moon. Ohh Geminis... You know that Mean Girls quote about Regina George "That's why her hair is so big. It's full of secrets". I think of that when I think of Gemini Moons. Like, they just know things. They collect secrets like some friggin Finnick Odair. And they analyze them, probably to the point of brain overheat. So, if you don't want a fried mind, I don't advise having a Gemini Moon. Not that you have a choice, but. They also like to talk. A lot. Love to gossip, just sayin. And seem very friendly when you talk to them. I say "seem" for a reason *whispers* don't trust them.

Cancer Moon. Mushy feelings. The homebodies. The family types. The comfy ones, but not in the way Taureans are. Gentle and creative. Likes to take care of others. Kinda reminds me of sitting with a hot cup of tea and typing poetry into your laptop on a rainy day. Idk. All water Moons are overly emotional but Cancer Moon can be moody and changeable and very sensitive to, you guessed it, Moon phases. CLINGY. You guys are clingy, just admit it.

Leo Moon. There's something about them... It's like the star quality of a Leo but it beams from within, you know? It's like something inside was pushing them towards greatness. They just have to believe in themselves and they will shine. Loves creative pursuits, arts, theatre, music, just anyhing fun. Expressive. Charming. Inspiring. Hopeless romantic. Can be flashy too, it's Leo after all. Wanna make them feel good? Compliment them, they LOVE it and need it.

Virgo Moon. Okay... for some reason I know a lot of Virgo Moons and let me tell you... there's something gentle about them. They're quiet and polite and - this is not a commonly talked about Virgo trait, but - they're softies, you know? But they need work, probably to distract themselves from all the thoughts. It's a lot more focused mercurial energy that Geminis, grounded and analytical. But that also makes them prone to overthinking and anxieties. Can be hard on themselves... so they work even more. And unlike Gemini Moons, they're SHYYYYY.

Libra Moon. Everyone loves them. Ugh the irresistible charm. They're the people's people. Again, it's that Venus. The difference is, Taurus loves to be loved and spoiled. Libra will love and spoil others, they just want to be nice and stuff. And they have an eye for beauty and arts. Chances are a Libra Moon person is beauty and art themselves. Has an internal need for relationships. But it's air so has a tendency to intellectualize these relationships... and everything else tbh. Great communication. Social.

Scorpio Moon. They straight up give me the creeps. My sister is a 0° Scorpio Moon so I KNOW. Don't get me wrong, I love Scorpio Suns... but Moons... It's like the water of the water, the over-emotional ones. Kiiiiiind of simmilar to Aries in the sense, that they feel emotions A LOT but it's not straight-forward like with Aries. Instead, it's pushy and passive-aggressive and manipulative, not very trustful and secretive. OH MY GOD, so secretive. It's just intense.

Sagittarius Moon. Ahhhhhh my favourite. And I don't think I say it because I'm Sag dominant... Sag Moons are just FUN. They exude FUN. Their playfulness and cheerfulness comes from their heart, that's why it's so special. Thinks and feels big. Big hopes and visions, maybe too big sometimes. Aries and Leo are focused more on the self, Sag on the other hand, is focused on the world - the actual world or a fictional one. Loves movies and is probably a bookworm. Philosophical. Optimistic and lighthearted. Kind of a dork - whether an adorable or annoying one lol.

Capricorn Moon. I'm sorry but ya'll are just depressing. I have Moon square Saturn so I kind of get the vibe. I feel like having a Cap Moon is like having something squashing you from the inside; very withdrawn. It's cool if you get to work, and Cap Moons can be workaholics and hard workers... But if you give into that hermitism (yea I just made that word up) and get lazy due to... things... or being too overwhelmed by that Saturn energy, you get squashed, basically. Also, fears and lots of reservations. I feel like these guys have issues with that. 

Aquarius Moon. My Aqua friends... let me tell you. They're not necessary weirdos, as people say. But they are humanitarians at their core. Like, THEY JUST CARE. So that makes them sensitive. But not in a watery way. Can be veryyyy aloof and hard to get to. Will probably intellectualize their emotions and try to detach from them. All about people but not like a Libra. Difference is, Aqua wants to be independent. Expressive and intelligent. 

Pisces Moon. My favourite water Moon. It's dreamy and soft. Yeah, a bit flakey, but let’s NOT talk about it. I feel like Pisces Moons just get emotions. They understand them because they're all about the collective. That makes them empathetic. Intuitive. Romantic. The artistic types. DAYDREAMERS TO THE MAX, they’re in another dimension. It’s like sometimes you talk to them but they’re somewhere else. Prolly loves being near the water, it's like the sea is calling them. May have escapist tendencies.

[yammoba]

you are literally so fucking right about ranfren that I made a tumblr account after over a year clean of not having one to tell you so. The whole situation makes me so fucking upset and I hate that people feel this sick sense of entitlement that every single creator is a completely flawless saint who has never so much as had an impure thought.

Yea, its really tough because i think its worth having these kinds of discussions. Its part of why we have progressed as much as we have in terms of media and such (which in the grand scheme of things isnt actually all that much, but ehh, baby steps i guess...) But i really think its important to keep the context of the past in mind when having these discussions otherwise any critisisms are just gonna fall flat.

I also do get frustrated people seem to want to apply the same kind of standards to every work and every person. A single someones indie project that is specifically taylored to a specific demographic is not going to have the same kind of reach and "responsabilities" as something like... the marvel movies idk. Im really fighting back a disney industrial complex rant, but I'll persist.

Its also like... yeah... sometimes a work is just not "for you" like in the sense that it was written in a way that is just not going to cater to "you". I dont mean in like a traditional demographic way nessecarily, like obviously people can enjoy things outside their -demographic-, adults can enjoy kids media etc. But i more mean in like a deep aesthetic and content sense. For example i dont write my stuff with straight people in mind.

I dont know... like... i think Rent the movie/musical is problematic. I dont like it. It doesnt appeal to me even though the idea of it sounds cool, nothing about the exicution or the actual content compels me and i have a lot of issues with how the queer characters are depicted. But Rent is really important for a lot of people, even straight cis people probably, for a lot of contextual reasons that just dont apply to me. Rent is not for me. We can talk about the ways the harmful sterotypes can have real world impacts, and keep those thing in mind when crafting new stories, but theres context to why its like that and why it means stuff to people. And even though i do Not like rent, i understand theres content in it, outside the stuff that is problematic and, or the stuff that is "problematic" resonates with people in ways that arent nessecarily "yep that sterotype is true and i hate bisexuals now". Im being glib but i hope my point can come across.

And, im speaking pretty generally for all of that but it feels important to the underlying vibe of the conversation? If that makes sense.

It is tough when you find something that has parts that appeal to you extreamly deeply, but parts that you just hate or cant deal with or cant get past. Its deffinatly happened to me, and ive had to treat it differently pretty much every time because no case has been the same. No peices of media are the same, especially when taken in context. Its up to the individuals (or their gaurdians i guess) to determine what the lines are in what you can deal with at what times.

Also its frustrating because in these types of situations (lumping every troubling thing someone has ever done into a google doc with shorthand explinations and getting people to spread it around as proof that x-person is human garbage and anyone who supports them is too) people always end up having multiple converstations at the same time. Converstations that have different needs or requirements. Like with this situation theres issues of when and if certain types of depictions play into harmful histories and stereotypes and what harm that can cause and if intent matters or not, which is a media depiction issue. Issues of how fan/internet culture veiws certain things and the "generational" descrepencies that cause confusion and hurt among people wich is a media and social structure issue. Issues that arise out of some very foundational aspects of meme and internet culture, foundational in the sense that its still baked into how people act and veiw things which is a social structure issue. Discussions of how forgiveness(using that world loosly) of harmful individual action should happen, how much responsability can be placed on an individual when so much of how we act is a reflection of our place in time and space. Which in particular is a massive fucking thing and is often best understood differently from media anylisis-type jam because there are different factors at play.

They do all have stuff in common but when it comes to analyzing what harm has been done they just are not the same...

I also just... i kinda gotta rant... i know that stuff people get turned off by is very personal. So i think its understandable for people to have internal "double standards". <personal example> i cant get down with ancheint magus bride. The way the main relationship is framed and the way the main girl is treated just kinda bug me, even though i did want to like it because the designs are so good. Theres other stuff to it that makes it unappealing, but eh, it is what it is. But i fucking love cardcaptor sakura. Damn it makes me so happy. But that series is full of very -problematic- relationships, that i still kinda think are cute in the context of the story. Sakura's parents were teacher and student, touya has a past romantic realtionship with a teacher, i could keep going, lots of relationships that in that show would be horrible or strange if they happened in real life. Its interesting to think about why one put me off and the other didnt. (And i have, but its not worth going into here) But in terms of being "problematic", pound for pound card captor sakura is probably "worse".</personal example>

But... when presenting your issues with media as issues of justice, and presenting them in a way that condems anyone who doesnt fall perfectly inline with you, its weird....... to see them..... be into.... stuff thats.... also got similar.... or worse issues...........

one of my main fandoms is one thats widely detested and i have a hobby of looking at the blogs of people who complain about it, and its pretty common for this to happen.... im choking back the disney rant but.... ill make that its own post. Its not really about "what about x thing, isnt that problematic too???" Its more like... i have a concern for this mindset when paired with using it to declare people that like or produce "irredemable" media to be scum who are -litterally killing people-. because its so often unhelpful. On the surface it tends to confuse and alienate people. It can wind up making real world issues seem much more trival than they are because they are being used to explain why you dont like someone over the internet, who may be related to those issues, but is in no way a substitute for the weight of systematic opression. It leaves fertile ground for people who are truely against social justice to sweep in and use it to explain that "caring about social justice is dumb, racism is over anyways~ actually did you know white people are in danger of loosing our majority status--". Im not saying we need to taylor arguments and speech to soften the reality of things. But its important to be aware of orders of scale and reach and other factors of reality. And its important to understand where people are at. And if you are interested in fighting for justice, and explaining the problems inherent in everything. You have to actually... do that... which is a long and difficult task. And it can be hard to articulate, and stressful. And you, or people you admire, might fuck up. And burnout happens extreamly easily, especially for thise who have to deal with real world consequences of systematic opression while trying to fight it. (And itll happen way faster if the first insinct when someone fucks up is to harrase and dox them) Thats why its important to... pick your battles. Obviously you can care about more than one thing at a time, but you also dont have to try to be an avatar of expertise for every fucking thing. There are a lot of people, and we're stronger fighting together because we can all use our perspectives and expertise in the areas that suit us best.

All this to also say nothing of the very real concern trolling that happens still pretty regularly. Im not saying that is the case in this specific instance here, but its worrying because these kinds of live or die mindsets will leave people venuerble to certain types of coordinated concern trolling campaigns that have already done real harm to innocent and often mrginalized people.

Uuhhh... sorry for rambling so much, also sorry for enabling your return to tumblr... i hope you have a good time at least xD im glad you and others were able to get something out of my nonsense. I mean ultimately i just dont want people to harrase each other, thats really the bottom line with any fandom/media-spawned debate.

[trollartistry]

Fleeting Reunion

Doing a drabble again! No art this time, but I might draw it later. I had the idea of ‘what if Nemi reunited with Classic Freddy as an adult?’ and wanted to do something with it.

Now, just an FYI, this drabble’s based on the idea that *somehow* and for *some* reason, the old classic animatronics were kept and used as parts or something for the new Glamrocks. Also dunno what year Security Breach canonly is in so I’m using our current year, 2021. So I’m really breaking canon here- oh well.

Story under the read more!

The first time Nemi discovered the old, beat down classics, he was shocked and thought he had been seeing things. Tucked deep in the pizzaplex was a parts and services room, and while he worked as a nightguard, on occasion he’d act as a mechanic. The man only had been looking for a basic piece to replace in Monty’s arm as it had broken mid golf swing, and it was an easy fix. But Nemi found more than just the part he needed- he found 4 familiar animatronics from the pizzeria he used to go to as a child; Foxy, Bonnie, Chica, and of course Freddy.

It plagued his mind, and it unnerved him every time he had to go into that room. They weren’t even that dismantled, if anything just.. broken. The foam and fabric on all of them torn, Chica’s hands were missing, Bonnie’s face was gone, and Foxy looked shredded up along his limbs and ear. Freddy was the only one that looked mostly decent, but the state he was in infuriated the nightguard. All of these beloved robots, just dumped in the back with no care in the world.

And then Nemi’s thoughts went from a simple, curious walk to a manic, inquisitive run. Were they the same four from that old pizzeria he attended on a weekly basis when he was a child? Why were they here? Could they still work if he powered them up? What would he even do once he turned them all on and they were the old ones he once knew? ...Would Freddy remember who he was, if Nemi was to power him up? 

Finally his willpower broke one night. He had to know. He would only power up Freddy, just to see what would happen. If it wasn’t the same Freddy as the one all those years ago, he’d just shut him back off and let his burning questions fizzle to forgotten ash. And if it was the same Freddy, well.. they could at least catch up.

He spent a good month or so sneaking in, fiddling with wires and parts to make sure the bot could turn on without much difficulty. Thankfully, it seemed any evidence of his tampering either went unnoticed, or wasn’t reported cuz no one ever stopped him. And finally, one night, he was done. All there was left to do was flick the switch and power Freddy up. Nemi took a breath in, muttered his hope, and flicked the switch.

Sparks sputtered and the whole frame of Freddy jolted as power ran through his circuits, causing Nemi to jump back. Inside there was whirring, old inner workings flowing with electricity. The man watched, unsure if his heart was racing with hope or anxiety as the bot’s eyes twitched a bit, before blinking, focusing in on the darkened room and the person before him.

Freddy sat up against the wall, ears tilting a little and he blinked once, twice. Nemi could tell he was confused immediately, the way his eyebrows furrowed and he shut his jaw in a pursed manner. There was silence, an uncomfortable silence and Nemi didn’t know what to say or do, Freddy was just sitting there..

As Nemi opened his mouth, Freddy blinked with some recognition and spoke, unsure, “..*D-Deadname*?”

It’s a name that hasn’t been used by friends or family in so many years, only used for legal manners. But hearing it makes Nemi choke on his words as his heart clenches with emotion. So it is the same Freddy, and he recognizes him even after all these years.

“..Y-yea, it’s me, Freddy.” Nemi said, coming back over to kneel down before the sitting bot, unable to help but grin at him. “I don’t- don’t go by that anymore b-but it’s me.”

Freddy’s silent as he looks the man over, obviously a bit frazzled seeing someone he last saw as a child now kneeling before him as a grown man. He then looks around the room, and sees all of the different parts, and his fellow animatronics. He’s quiet as he takes it all in, and even though he’s old and worn, Freddy was wise and knew what this entailed. They weren’t in use anymore and instead replaced.

“I uh.. go by Nemi now.” Nemi said, bringing the bot’s attention back to him. Freddy blinked, then softly hummed a little as he nodded, “Nemi.. it’s.. unique.”

“Heh.. yea, got it during highschool.” Nemi replied. It’s quiet again and Freddy’s once again looking around, and Nemi wiped his watery eyes before deciding to explain, “You uh.. You’re in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzaplex. The year’s 2021.. I guess you guys are being used as parts now.”

“2021?” Freddy asked, attention back on Nemi. The man nods and Freddy gives a quiet sigh, “..I’m amazed we’re still in solid pieces then. Or that I even work..�� He looked down at himself.

“I uh.. had to fix you quite a bit actually just to get you to t-turn on..” Nemi said with a shrug. He’s looking over Freddy again, and now that the animatronic’s on and talking, it makes his withered state hurt Nemi all the more. Freddy doesn’t miss the first tears dripping down the man’s face and he tries to distract him from his emotions, “Hey.. at least my name’s still out there, right? Surely there’s another model of me still keeping an eye on you.” He smiled.

Nemi’s heart only hurts more than that. Glamrock Freddy was just as incredible as the classic, if not more, and sure, the man loves him dearly.. but he could hear his younger self weep in the back of his mind, ‘But that’s not MY Freddy!’ Nemi clenches his eyes shut at that, a sniffle escaping him, and Freddy quietly sighs before he opens his arms, the old joints creaking. “Shh.. come here, it’s okay.”

The guard, though grown, can’t help but immediately close the distance to hug the beloved animatronic, a sob escaping him. Freddy holds him close, and recalls the few times he did this to Nemi when he was a little girl. He begins to try and play the same tune he did back then, but realizes he no longer has his music box, only a soft clicking noise coming from the inner crank that was left installed to turn it. So instead, Freddy talks and hopes his voice offers that same comfort.

“I missed you.. It’s nice to see you grown up.” Freddy said softly, removing the security hat from Nemi’s head to stroke his hair soothingly. Nemi manages to whimper out that he missed the bot as well, along with an apology that makes Freddy hush him softly, “You have nothing to be sorry for, Nemi..”

The brunette pulls back a little, shaking his head as he tries to wipe those spilled tears, “I-I didn’t even get to say goodbye to you back then when I had to move.. A-And now, here you are, i-in the back of a damn mall collecting d-dust and in pieces-” He began, and a old paw cups his cheek.

“None of that is your fault.” Freddy said as he comforted the man, “What matters is you had a good life after your time with me. I knew I would eventually be taken down from the spotlight, either for good or for a new model to replace me.. it happens, Nemi.”

Nemi looks at the bot who gives him a warm smile, the same smile he would give him all those years ago. It calms some of those bubbling sorrows, but Nemi still can’t help but sniffle.

“It’s been, what.. 10 or so years? And you’ve changed so much.. we have time, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been up to? Just like old times.” Freddy offered, and Nemi nodded.

He told the bear about his father’s passing, the many years of moving before he ended up in his aunt and uncle’s care. How he discovered his own identity and realized he was a man, and graduated highschool by the skin of his teeth. Freddy listened to all of it, just like how he used to listen to Nemi as a child talk about his days back then. He then asked about the pizzaplex and how the man enjoyed working there, and Nemi in turn talked about the whole place and the Glamrock animatronics. Freddy’s amused at how Nemi talks about Glamrock Freddy- its that same admiration the man had for Freddy back then.. and something more, Freddy can tell. The conversation helped Nemi calm down and it was comforting to Freddy himself to know he was still loved by people, even if it was a completely different model. But a glance to his watch told Nemi he only had another hour or two before his shift was up. Before his time with Freddy, was up.

“..Y’know,” Nemi began after a silent moment of just being close to the bot, “I think- I think they’d get along fine with you and the others.. I could work on them too, get them up and running, and-”

“No.” Freddy shuts down the idea with a frown. It hurts to do so, but he knows his place. “I’ve had my time on the stage. We all have..”

The nightguard looks shocked at Freddy’s answer, and tries to change his mind, “F-Freddy c’mon, it’ll be fine! Maybe- Maybe HR would consider refurbishing you guys and you can be part of it all even-!” He said, voice cracking with desperation and Freddy cups the man’s face again, eyes sternly looking down at him.

“You and I both know that’s not how it would go, Nemi.” He said, “Even if we got along with the Glamrocks, it’d be trouble for all of us to be on again. You already risked your job just to get me back online, do you know how much trouble you’ll get into if you left me on?”

“I don’t care!” Nemi exclaimed, not caring just how childish he sounded, “Do you know how much I missed you when I had to leave?! And now here at my job I find your- your broken body just laying here and not know if it was really you and now that I put in all that work, it really IS you?! I-I can’t just- power you back down and forget about you after this, I-I wont! I love you too much to lose you again!!”

There’s a silence, and Nemi’s face grows red as he realizes what he said was selfish and childish of him, along with a confession for the old bot. Freddy’s surprised to hear it, but he then smiles, brushing back some of the brunette hair.

“I know. But you’ve never lost me nor forgot about me, have you? You got a job at a place with my name still in it, along with getting along with another me.” Freddy said warmly, “I know it’s hard.. but it’s for the best. If you kept me on, it would jeopardize everything and you could lose everything you have here.. including that Glamrock version of me.”

Nemi’s eyes widen, before looking away with sorrow at the thought of losing Glamrock Freddy. Freddy was right, but the thought of having to turn him back off had Nemi’s heart twisting in agony. “..B-but.. I can’t..” He whimpered, and Freddy pulled him back into the embrace.

“I know it’s hard.. but you have to.” Freddy murmured. “I’ll still be here, in more ways than one.”

Nemi nodded, fresh tears spilling as he let out another sob, “Can- can I hear your song, just one last time..?”

Freddy may of not had his music box, but he began to hum softly, letting the man hear that tune once more. They stayed there in the darkness of the room, Nemi quietly crying in Freddy’s arms as he listened, before sitting up as the last few notes were hummed. Nemi opened up the bot’s chest, reaching in to that power switch and looked up at Freddy, the two sharing one last gaze.

“G-Goodbye, Freddy..”

“Goodbye, Nemi.”

And with a flip of the switch, the sound of machinery powering down echoed in Nemi’s ears as he watched the life fade from Freddy’s eyes as he slumped against the wall, eyelids closing over. The man closed the chest plate, staring at the bot with a heavy heart before picking up his hat and getting up. He went to the door, pausing to take one glance back to the beloved bear, before exiting the room, the thud of the door closing behind him echoing down the hall.

A week later when he has to go in to that same room, he’s griefstricken to see the four bodies of the classic animatronics were gone for good and for the rest of that night, it’s spent sticking close to Glamrock Freddy as the new, shiny Glamrock model of his beloved childhood friend still brought the man comfort and happiness.

[smokahuntis]

Weightless

Nothing Personal

Pairing: Javier peña x reader

Warnings: set last name, cursing, mentions of sex and death. Masterbation, night mares.

Summery: he embassy calls in a new agent to assist agents Peña and Murphy

Authors note: I’m back and I’m going to try and start a series! Based on the album Nothing Personal by All Time Low. This would be chapter one.

Word count: 3.4K

Manage me, I’m a mess

“Agent (y/n) Carter” the ambassador said as she gave them the files “she will be joining, this is everything you need to know in her and she will be here later today.

Javier nodded as he picked up the file “of course, madam ambassador” he stood with a crooked grin and looked her over “and may I say, you look amazing in pink” he said softly and kindly. Steve just rolled his eyes and walked towards the door.

“Keep dreaming Peña” she shook her head and let them leave to review the file.

Turn a page, I’m a book half unread

“Agent Carter ” Javier handed Steve the file. “ ‘DEA’s finest’” he mocked and lit up his cigarette as he set back. Letting the smoke fill his lungs as he took a long drag of his Colombian cigarette. He watched Steve waiting for his opinion.

Steve only chuckled and set the papers down “I went to academy with her...” he said, javiers eyes lit up before he shook his head

“I didn’t mean-“

“We aren’t friends it okay” Steve chuckled.

I wanna be laughed at, laughed with, just because

“Oh- okay... okay...” pena leaned back again as the smoke clouded the humid air around them.

“She was always an overachiever, no one really liked her in my class” he chuckled and put the file away. “Way to smart to be choosing dea, but there she was. Didnt talk to anyone, didn’t let anyone talk to her.” He shrugged “I’d be surprised if she talked to us”

I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough

“So beware shes a bitch?” Javier chuckled and put his cigarette out

“Yep” Steve got up and grabbed his empty coffee cup. “Want a coffee?”

“Not from here...” he shook his head and got up.

“You know back home I always chose Colombian brew coffee, and now I’m in colombia and I don’t see why I thought it was good” Steve chuckled as they walked together to get a drink at the coffee place across the street.

“I’ve spend out money on more valuable things then coffee machines that aren’t from the 60s and beans that aren’t 2 years old” Javier joked and shook his head as they strutted the halls. They were such a duo, splitting them into a trio is a sin, but they’d have to get used to it.

Well I’m stuck in this fucking rut

Meanwhile back in LAX (y/n)’s brother tried to convince her it wasn’t worth it. “Colombia is dangerous right now, you could get killed- or- or worse!” Thomas said following her.

“What’s worse then dying?” She watched him with a bit of a cocky grin.

“You could end up like- like Kiki” he said without thinking before she grabbed her brothers collar roughly.

“You don’t say a damn word about Kiki... plus” she let him go and wiped her Dainty hand on her white button up. “After what the US did to the Sinaloa I think I’m safe from that” she sighed and kept walking.

“(Y/n) listen- please... I can’t loose my sister, not to- Pablo Escobar” he grabbed her hand. She turned and looked at him with upset eyes. “You’re all I have left...” he whispered

Waiting on a second-Hand pick-me-up

It was true, she was all he had left, dad was away over seas and mom was gone. Their oldest brother died years ago, it was just her and Thomas. But they were both adults now, she could do what she wanted, and she had been. But now she was a little worried for Thomas.

“I’ll call, and I’ll visit when I can, just go home Thomas... I’ll be okay” she said looking at him, before the warning for her flight went off, 10 minutes now. “I love you, I have to go” she hugged her younger brother before she left.

I’m getting over getting older

(Y/n) looked over her files on the plane, she knew it was a matter of time before escobar knew who she was so she didn’t hide it. She didn’t care, she knew he was almost untouchable. Almost.

(Y/n) had been all over for the DEA, her most frequented place however was Mexico. She worked in Mexico for a long time, she was young and stupid and she kinda thought it was the DEA’s way of getting rid of waste, expecting her to die at the hands of the Sinaloa. However she returned very much alive, and very much tearing open at the seems. She still has nightmares of her time there, but she didn’t care, she had to keep going, for him.

If I could just find the time

Javier set up the stuff in the meeting room before he made his way home for the night. His little two bit apartment given to him by the Embassy. It was nice, he knew that, but it always felt cold and empty, that’s why he filled it with girls, smoke, alcohol smells. It was like a fucking bar. He tried to not bring work home with him but he couldn’t help it most nights, things either bothered him to much or had to be done sooner then later. Some days he wanted to feel weightless, and those days he could escape the heavy burden of people lives depending on him. The ones he couldn’t save, or the ones he’s trying to save. He was trying so hard, but he couldn’t escape.

He needed air, that’s what it was. Right now when he felt his chest collapse on him, he needed aid, real air. So he was quick to make his way out the door and to the front steps of the apartment building, he almost didn’t see her. The (h/c) girl standing there at the steps with her bags. He almost took her out, but he stopped in time.

“I’m- im sorry uh- can I help you?” He asked clearing his throat as he looked at her. She pulled her hood off and looked up at him holding her bags close to her

Then I would never let another day go by

“This is the embassy apartments right?” She asked with a soft shivering smile. He was quick to answer, maybe to quick.

“Yea! Yea this is- this is them yea... you’re-“ he started but she cut him off.

“(Y/n) Carter, yes- hi- um- sorry I didn’t mean to cut you off I’m just tired and cold and really want to get inside. He nodded understanding, completely forgotting why he came out here as he looked into her eyes, illuminated by the yellow street lights behind him.

“I’ll show you to your apartment” he smiled and took her in, she was just across the hall from him. Her apartment identical in most ways, however her kitchen was bigger and so was her bathroom.

I’m over getting old

“Thank you, you must be Agent Peña” she smiled as he got the key from the leafy palm in the corner, unlocking her door for her.

“That I am” he smiled and helped with her bags. If he was going to be stuck with her he wanted to be nice. He didn’t want another agent, him and Steve were doing just on their own, but the embasssy expected things to be done instantly, but they are putting to many cooks in the kitchen.

“Thank you for helping, you didn’t need to” she smiled and set her bags down on the bed and looked at him.

“Of course” he smiled and set her things down with the rest. “So, we’re you invited or did you request to be transferred”

Maybe it’s not my weekend

(Y/n) looked at him and pushed hair behind her ears and shook her head. “I requested it actually, I requested it months ago really but-“

“Why would you want to be here? You know what’s happening-“

“That’s exactly why I want to be here” she stood straighter and looked at him. “You need all the help you can get it seems- and I understand if you don’t want me here because I’m a women”

“No! No no- no that isn’t it I promise” he said feeling a bit of his earlier panic come back, but it was only a little. “I don’t care you’re a women I’ve seen your file you’ve done amazing things but we were doing just fine without you...” Javier said looking at her, his hand up in defense.

“Then why did the embassy want me here ASAP?” She asked crossing her arms.

“Because they think we are stupid or something... they expect things done instantly and it’s impossible.” He explained. She nodded and sighed

“I understand that feeling. But I’m here to help... I promise” she looked at him as the moon light filtered threw her window

But it’s gonna be my year

He nodded and sighed “I’ll just let you get some sleep, I’ll see you at the office” he walked out of her room, giving her one last look as he smiled “goodnight Agent Carter” he walked out to his apartment again.

(Y/n) sighed and unpacked all she could tonight and took a few melatonin and went to sleep, trying to get on the schedule.

It wasn’t hard for her to get up in the morning, making her own coffee and getting ready early. She wanted to be there before them so she could go over things and get caught up. So getting ready quickly she tied her hair up in a tight ponytail and made her way to the office. She was always on time or early, wanting to get ahead of things or finish work so she didn’t have to bring things home.

I’m so sick of watching all the minutes pass as I go nowhere

Javier however, couldnt manage to get himself out of sleep. Stuck in a long nightmare that has his body aching and sweating to wake up but he was stuck there, in that spot in the sticky cotton sheets. He tossed and turned but al he could see was the blood, every scene he’d been to, it took a toll on him. He couldn’t help it anymore, couldn’t hold them back, couldn’t stay up and drink a shit ton of coffee and just keep going.

He was hurting himself even more trying to ignore it. He was lost in a sea of sound, until finally he woke up, alone and covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

“Fuck....” he shook his head and got out of bed, throwing his things in the wash before he got in the shower. He felt so exhausted from sleeping, that’s not right. He hated this constant feeling, it was so much. He couldn’t even escape at home. Seemed the only time he felt fine was when he was baring himself inside a women of the night and telling her how perfect she was, only to wake up alone and try to relive that moment in the shower by himself.

This is my reaction to everything I fear

It was no secret, Javier Peña was a ladies man. To get in the head of the cartel he slept with the same women as the cartel, did it work? Yes occasionally. But it wasn’t that anymore, it wasn’t just work, it was a form of escape now. Was he a sex addict? Yes, most definitely. Did he care? No, because it was release in more ways then one and that’s all he wanted.

He did have a talent tho, remembering every name, every face. Every women. He was a talented man. But right now that didn’t matter, what mattered to him in this moment was making himself feel weightless as hot water ran down his body. He was alone last night, after showing (y/n) her apartment he went home and to bed. So he had nothing to relieve, no face to see when he closed his eyes. Oh... how he was wrong.

Cause I’ve been going crazy, I don’t wanna waste another minute here

There she was, the beauty he met last night. (Y/n) carter. Why was she what he thought about right now? He just met her. She was his partner and he’d only see her face and hands, that’s not even enough for a weirdo to get off. But it was enough for him to wrap his hand around his throbbing cock and leaning his head back as he stroked himself.

His chest heaving and his eyes rolling back as he pumped his fat cock in his hand. Soft grunts escaped his mouth before the words left it “(y/n)... fuck...” he groaned.

He didn’t even know the girl and he was getting off in his shower to her.

This could be all that I’ve waited for

He didn’t know why he felt like this, but in his mind he had her on her knees, her lips wrapped around his tip as she took him down her little throat, just that image made him let out a loud moan. Soon his balls tightened and he was coming all over her face, and down the drain.

He shook his head as he opened his eyes and looked at the mess he made. Causing him to sigh heavily and clean up before he got dressed and ready, trying to get the idea out of his head. It was his first day with her, and he wanted to fuck her. Wow.

This could be everything I don’t wanna dream anymore

When he got there she was already liking over things, remembering faces and writing in her notebook. She looked peaceful there, just staring at a cork-board of killers and drug lords. He could tell quickly this is her environment.

“Hey” he said setting down his coffee and taking off his brown leather jacket. She turned with an other bright smiled and looked at him, her smile lit of the room and made his chest feel tight, but not like his panic the night before, this was warm and different.

“Hey” she said in her silk tone as she set her note book down. “ I hope you don’t mind I’m taking my own notes.”

“Not at all, whatever makes you comfortable” he smiled at her softly. At that moment Steve walked in with his own coffee and pen. He was way to quick to notice the look in javiers eyes, the interest he had in her.

“Thanks” she smiled before looking at Steve “Steve Murphy, wow... hi” she smiled and shook his hand.

“Hey Carter, it’s been awhile” he chuckled and shook her hand

“It’s been more then awhile” she smiled and looked up at him

Maybe it’s not my weekend, but it’s gonna be my year.

“Well it’s good to know we have a good agent on our team” he smiled. “So what are you working on”

“Just taking my own notes so I can memorize things faster and get caught up” she smiled at them.

“Oh did you color coat them too?” He asked a little to condescending. She sighed and caught on quickly but went on.

“No I did not. I’m not a preppy teenager.” She stated simply before walking back to take notes.

“While you do that we are going to go do real things okay?” He grabbed his coffe and walked out with Javier. (Y/n) was pretty used to sexist comments or people thinking she couldn’t do things so she brushed it off, however Javier didn’t.

I’m going crazy, I’m stuck in here

“What the hell was that?!” Javjer looked at Steve and closed the door as they got into their little office.

“What was what?” Steve asked and set his things down.

“You being an asshole to her, what did she do to you?” Javier said taking up for her.

“I don’t know Javier what’s up with you? Staring at her like you’re guess engagement ring sizes!” Steve argued, they argued way to often. Like a married couple really.

“I was not!” Javier scoffed “I can’t be nice to my new coworker?”

“Just yesterday you were dreading her! And now you have heart eyes all over her” Steve said

Maybe it’s not my weekend but it’s gonna be my year

“I don’t have heart eyes, I’m just looking at her, damn” he sat down and opened his earliest files and started work.

“I’m sure” Steve shook his head before starting to work.

Soon (y/n) made her way to the office and walked in and almost fell over with a heart attack “my god, how do you work in such mess” she asked looking around.

“Mess? I think it’s pretty clean” Steve said looking around

“The only clean place here is my desk and it’s still covered in papers. “ she looked at him and set her things down.

“ okay I’ll admit, it’s a bit messy, but we know whether everything is” he leaned back. Just as he said that, Peña who wasn’t paying attention spoke up.

“I can’t find that file from yesterday” he sighed, giving (y/n) the perfect example.

“See!” She looked at Steve.

“Okay fine, we could organize...” he sighed.

I’m so sick of watching am three minutes pass as I go nowhere

After hours of cleaning the office was organized and they found things much easier, so much quicker and efficient. So much so that Javier could ask

“Okay now I need the First Medellin file” he said softly and it was quickly put on his desk.

“See that’s not bad...” (y/n) smiled softly and looked between them.

“But we just wasted so much time doing that” Steve said

“But we are going to save so much more now that it’s organized” she crossed her arms. She was right, organizing the office was the best decision they’d made all year, it helped get things done faster and cleared their minds.

And this is my reaction to everything I fear.

It was a small thing, to organize the office, but when Javier got home he decided to clean the apartment too, washing the bed sheets and making everything up after. Cooking a meal instead of ordering. Just have a day of cleaning up and doing normal people things, it made him sleep better already. The nightmares had calmed down and everything was fine. He was peaceful for a moment, a minute, a few seconds. And then there it was, the scream that made (y/n) drop everything and go to his apartment, he left the door unlocked so it was easy for her to get in and get to his bed side instantly.

“Javier!” She said grabbing his shoulders and shaking him awake. He was starting to sweat again, just as she grabbed him, her touch alone calmed down the terror of his mind, causing him to wake.

“(Y/n)...” he whispered tiredly as he looked at her, she was in a robe, her hair wrapped loosely in a towel.

“Hey buddy” she smiled softly, trying to comfort him in anyway. She didn’t know anything about him but she wanted to try her best to make him feel better, to make him feel weightless.

“What are you doing here...” he asked laying back. She pushed his hair out of his face and massaged his scalp softly as she spoke.

“You screamed and I came as soon as I could... I thought something happened” she answered and watched him, he was gorgeous here, with the moon light covering his glistening chest, highlighting his face and messy hair.

“I’m sorry- I- I didn’t mean too” he said as he sighed.

“It’s okay... I understand... I used to do the same thing after Mexico” she admitted. They barely knew a damn thing but they both felt comfortable with each other.

“How did you get it to stop...” he asked

“Well I did go to therapy but it never seemed to help, so I did what I did as a kid, I get something to read and read till I can’t keep my eyes open, it makes your mind think on the topics of the book rather then the other mess...” she whispered and pulled his covers back over him. He nodded and smiled “I could read to you tonight if you want...”

“You don’t have to do that”

“I don’t mind... get comfy I’ll find something...” she smiled and went to get a book. His eyes trailed her long legs as she walked out to get a book, why did he feel so open and comfortable with her, he just met her.

Cause I’ve been going crazy, I don’t wanna waste a minute here

Taglist: @thinemineours @morgannope @thisis-theway @onabouteverything @blxwjobsforclones @a-dorin @everythinggeeky

This will be a series I hope, so if you want to be tagged in this or more Javier peña stuff please let me know!

[sleepy-yn]

Stray Kids: Reacting to their GF Missing Them

A/N: This is basically something I’ve been daydreaming about fjfdjkk so there’s that. Basically their Gf’s record themselves on tiktok to the song “Mr. Loverman” and “Me and my Husband” and the boys see it. ALSO the boys don’t have a dating ban here and they are public with their relationship (some more than others) NOT PROOF READ

Chan:

 You were still in Uni and it was stressful being a student

it’s also very stressful when your sweet boyfriend lives across the world

you had visited him for a week recently but, obviously, you had to go back home

it was one of those early morning study sessions because you really needed to pass this quiz

 you looked up at the picture frames on your desk and tears started to spill over the keyboard

you missed chan so much it hurt in your chest

 like if there was a hole where your heart should be

you decided to scroll through tiktok as a way to escape from your sadness 

that’s when you heard the song “Mr Loverman” for the thousandth time and you decided to let your feelings out

chan’s fans knew he was in a relationship but he cared too much about your privacy that he never introduced you to his fans

after you finished uploading the tiktok, you decided to get back to studying 

chan was finishing up his work for the afternoon when Felix came into the studio

“Hyung look” he shoved his phone into chan’s face

we all know felix has a secret tiktok

Chan saw you sitting at your desk, tears in your eyes and several words on the screen

the familiar lyrics “I’m Mr. Loverman, and I miss my lover man” while he read what you wrote broke his heart into a million pieces

“i miss him so much. I want to see him again.” 

tears threatened to spill from his own eyes as he watched you look so broken

felix took that as his cue to give chan some space

He needed to see your face even though he knew it was late

accepting the facetime call, you almost sobbed at seeing your handsome boyfriends face

“Hey babygirl’

“hi channie”

“Why are you still awake, love?”

“i miss you too much” you said in a whisper, a pout on your lips and your voice quivering

it was all about to spill out again, your emotions were just not in tact at the moment

“baby please don’t cry” :( i’m literally about to cry writing this

He wishes so badly that he could be there to wipe your tears

chan hated seeing you sad, you crying was his ultimate weakness

After calming down, he told you to stop studying and get some rest

he hummed the familiar tune to you while you fell into a soft slumber

you bet your ass that he booked the soonest flight to go see you

Minho

please i can’t get enough of this gif

so you lived in korea with minho 

you both lived in an apartment together and although small, it was your home

you worked as a therapist for young adults and dealt with a lot every day

you and him never really saw each other during the day because of how busy you two were

it was comeback season so that meant he was rarely home

actually, he wasn’t home at all; he stayed at the dorms with the boys so that transportation and work was easier

so the house felt even emptier and although you were extremely supportive of the boys you missed your husband

so one night when you got home from work, you just burst into tears

a patient of yours talked about losing his first love and yadayadayada

it just hit you for some reason

but you knew it was stupid to cry, you should be happy your husband was back with his brothers and doing what he loves

so while you made dinner you continued, you listened to the playlist you made for these types of scenarios

and with your luck, the song “Me and my Husband” started playing

all the emotions you had been holding in flowed back out as you related to every word

what you didn’t know was that Minho was done early today and was making his way back home to you

and at the perfect moment, when the line “But when he walks in, I am loved” he walked in the door

turning to look at him, you couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across your face

jumping into his arms, he staggered back a bit but held you nonetheless 

“Did someone miss me?” he smirked 

“oh shut up and kiss me” and that he did

all your sadness faded away and the stress taking place in your body relaxed

“you really missed me didn’t you?” he said, wiping what was left of your tears

“yea yea, now come help me with dinner”

he couldn’t wish to be anywhere else but here with you

Changbin

look at his smile pls 

you and changbin have been married for about a year now 

his fans were super supportive and they honestly were warning HIM not to break your heart

you were a youtuber and a producer who made music for groups like KARD and VAV

so obviously you and changbin barely saw each other when you two were busy

however, you had a day off but changbin on the other hand had to help chan with a song

even though today was your anniversary, you made him go help out chan

your marriage was important but you knew how important music is to him and the boys

looking around the house at the pictures of the both of you, you started to get teary eyed

all the memories came hitting you like a bus rip george o’malley

you decided to put all these memories into a video not only to put your emotions somewhere but for the fans as well

but there was a twist at the end no one expected

while Changbin and Chan were focused on the track they were working on, Jisung came in to show changbin something

“Just look”

changbins attention went to the video in front of him

there you were doing your makeup and a couple textboxes showed up talking about how depressed you were in the past

you were not in a good state of mind and weren’t sure life was for you

that was until Changbin walked into your life *cue “But when he walks in I am loved”*

He smiled at all the pictures of you and him; your first dates, the proposal, the wedding, and more couple pictures

but what he wasn’t expecting was the last picture

there you were, holding a pregnancy test with a hand covering your smile

bet your ass all of twitter was already talking about it, that’s how jisung found it

both chan and jisung were hopping off the walls congratulating changbin

He packed up all his stuff and rushed home as fast as he could

when he walked in, there you were in bed watching his music videos

He didn’t even say anything, all he did was kiss you and hug you so tight in his arms as if your were going to slip away

“So I’m guessing this means you’re happy?”

He kissed you again “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I wanted to surprise you” you shrugged

he layed in bed with you, head on your belly

“See that? Those are your uncles, they already want to meet you” you giggled

“and that is your daddy, I’m going to protect you with all I am. I already love you so much”

“what are you doing, Binnie?”

“shush woman I’m talking to my baby

you rolled your eyes, “i was your baby first”

He cupped your cheek and looked into your eyes

“you still are, you’re just my big baby” 

giggles filled the air as you two wondered what your future would look like

Hyunjin

now hyunjin is a special case

all your days were filled with laughter and fun, your relationship was never dull

but recently he couldn’t be with you as much as you wanted

there were rumors about hyunjin dating and him and the company weren’t sure whether to deny or admit it

so for the mean time, you two couldn’t see each other for a bit

your days began getting dull and gray, you missed your energy boy

it didn’t help that you were just about to graduate and the stress of your future was filling your head

one day, it got too much and you spent the day crying

you missed hyunjin so much and wished he could be there with you

so what do you do to organize your thoughts?

make a tiktok

choosing the song “Mr Loverman” you record yourself sitting in your bed, head in your arms and curled up in a ball

the text went along like

“If it benefits him, I want him to let me go. I miss him so much but I know that this means the world to him. I just want to hold him”

of course the viewers had no idea what you were talking about, except for one

felix walked towards where the members were having dinner

“hyung look”

watching the video and listening to the lyrics, his chest felt so heavy

he wanted to throw everything up because the sadness was eating him up

“i have to see her”

although the boys were worried about the media and what the company would say, they still let him go

sitting on the floor against your bed listening to the song on repeat, you didn’t hear hyunjin come in

spotting you, he sat in the spot next to you

you jumped and looked at him with wide eyes 

“hyunjin you can’t be here! what about the company and the saesangs and-”

he kissed you and held you in his arms

“i don’t care about any of that. If i can’t have you, I don’t want any of it.”

there you two sat, holding hands and looking at the moonlight from your window

he didn’t need to have supporters when his main supporter was sitting right next to him

Jisung

i miss minsung omg 

you were an idol and it was no secret that you and jisung were in love with each other 

but your companies forbid you two from being with one another, at least until you had a couple more years of being an idol

you and jisung had to pretend you were best friends, but that also meant no seeing each other very often

you wanted so bad just to say fuck it and come out to the public anyway

but you knew how much music meant to him

both of your fans weren’t even mad about the rumors, they were more mad at the invasion of privacy

one day, you had a video scheduled to do a cover

and what song did you want to sing? “Mr Loverman” of course

there you sat, in a blue turtleneck topped by a brown coat and plaid tennis skirt

as you sang, the lyrics just kept getting to you

you didn’t cry but when fans watched and analyzed the video, they noticed parts where your eyes watered

stray kids were one of the first viewers

there they sat in the dorm in front of the tv

watching you sing, they all praised your voice and how pretty you looked

but jisung noticed how the song affected you, and honestly it affected him too

he got his jacket and left the dorm, ignoring the boys calls and yells

arriving at your apartment, he knocked softly

and there you were, in one of his sweaters and tears in your arms

before any of you could say anything, he hugged you and tucked his head into your neck

“jisung?” your hands played with his hair

“ we can make this work, i don’t want to lose you”

after a while of talking, you too were just watching tv and cuddling, *like in the gif*

you didn’t want to be anywhere but with him

Felix

this gif makes me fall more in love with him

Felix and you have been a couple for about a year and a half

your fans loved how wholesome your relationship was

he was the light of your life and was the biggest energy booster

felix was always cooking and baking for you

now you were another idol but you were a solo artist

you also compose songs for groups like day6

so one day you were on the radio show that young k brian hosts

“so y/n, you are very open about your relationship with Felix. what is a song that reminds you of him or your relationship.”

you talked about the song “Me and my Husband”, making sure to remind people that you and felix aren’t married yet

so they asked you to sing a part of the song for them

as you sing the lines “But when he walks in I am loved, I am loved” 

they all talked about how nice your voice was and continued talking about your career

but at one point, there was a phone call to the radio show

it was felix, you were so shocked that he would call but nonetheless it made you giggle

during the call, he told you to look over the the door

you looked over and there he was, drawing a heart with his breathe that hit the window *like in the gif*

you blushed and laughed at him

you can guess how much twitter was freaking out over the interaction

at home later, you thanked him for making your day

“i just love being your number one supporter”

Seungmin 

im so in love with him

although seungmin and your relationship was fairly new, you two didn’t spend as much time together

you knew each other’s boundaries and knew how much your personal lives mattered

but that didn’t mean you didn’t miss each other

you were still in school technically but you also were an intern at a hospital

this meant that you didn’t have time to spend time with seungmin since you were either at your internship or studing

your favorite pastime was tiktok and playing the piano

so in the small free time that you had, you would post covers on tiktok and you gained a huge following 

seungmin and the rest of the boys followed you on their personal accounts they have one and we all know it

However one day, you were missing seungmin terribly 

your body ached for the feeling of his hugs and kisses on your nose

your followers kept suggesting for you to cover the song “Mr. Loverman” so you used this opportunity to let your emotions out

Seungmin was scrolling through his following on his tiktok account and he found your new video

your sweet silky voice filled his ears and he couldn’t help but smile

but his heart was starting to feel heavy and he noticed how your voice broke just a bit

after he finished watching and saving the video, he decided to video call you

and there he was, with so much love in his eyes

“I missed you” 

“i miss you too minnie” 

the two of you kept on the conversation being the sweetest couple ever

he made sure to never let you feel like that again

Jeongin

hes growing up so fast im crying

you and innie were still in school

and we all know how he is so obviously being in a relationship was fairly new and crazy to him

however you had a semi career on youtube where you posted singing and dance covers of numerous songs

recently, your music teacher assigned for you and the rest of your peers to sing or create a song that you relate to deeply OR reflects on your life

you browsed through songs like Gone Days, Zombie, and other various kpop songs

but you wanted to be different and do an english song

you were pretty good at english, since it was a class you chose to take

you also knew that your viewers were wanting an english cover on your channel for a while 

deciding to chose the song “mr. loverman”, you started to record

unbeknownst to you, these videos were going to be shown to several other classes 

one happening to be jeongins

while in the big auditorium, several students gasped and praised your singing skills

jeongin, however, looked over at you with stars in his eyes

after school, you both went out to your favorite cafe and back to the dorms

“you sounded really good” his cheeks were heating up

“i was singing about you, you know”

that earned you a kiss on your cheek and cuddles the rest of the day

[ragdoll-darlin]

The adventures of the ferocious Matenrou.

Summary :  Matenrou go to an amusement park and have fun. Mostly.

Words : 2,906

Warnings : vomit mention, doppo typical ramblings + worries, getting a bit overheated , platonic or romantic - whichever you want.

A collab with @wolfm2540 , we switched every paragraph. 

“Hey hey, Doppo, look at that giant roller coaster!! Let’s get on that one first!!”

“It looks tall… what if we fell off… knowing me I’d probably break the ride somehow and we’d all fall and get hurt and it would be my fault like always……. I’m so useless….”

“Doppo-kun, you’re doing it again.”

Matenrou had just pulled into the Adventure Land parking lot. Jakurai parked the car while Doppo continued his self-deprecating ramblings. Hifumi was oblivious, staring at the rides and practically jumping up and down in his seat, which is probably why Jakurai wouldn’t let him ride shotgun.

Hifumi was practically bouncing as he waited for the doctor to unlock the car. He tumbled out, standing back up completely unbothered and running over to open Doppo’s door and drag him out, much to the other’s dismay. Jakurai slowly got out with a chuckle, searching his jean pockets for a hair tie; it was hot, and he didn’t want to get sweaty from his hair on his neck. “You two,” he called to his bickering teammates, who turned their heads so fast you could hear Doppo’s neck crack. “Get the sunscreen, We’re going to be out here for a while.”

They grabbed their backpacks and walked towards the entrance. Hifumi’s face lit up as he saw the sign. “Adventure Land, let’s go Doppo-chin!” His voice was as vibrant as the cartoonish letters. Doppo was still hunched over, his hands stuffed nervously in his hoodie pockets. Jakurai was somewhat concerned with the other’s choice of clothing, given that sweater weather was long over. He sighed and smiled as they entered the park. These two never ceased to amuse him.

Hifumi ran right after to the line for a roller coaster that had long since spilled out of its desired area and into the walkways, completely forgetting Jakurai telling them all to get sunscreen. Doppo looked to Jakurai with a mix of worry and pleading - whether it be “Can i go home?’ or ‘can i go on something else’, the doctor was unable to tell. Either way, it was clear the salaryman didn’t want to go on the towering road coaster. After looking over to Hifumi, though, clearly their chances of getting out of the ride were 0, as the host was bouncing around with a large grin on his face, not even bothering to check if the others were with him.

“Ummm, sensei…” Doppo looked concerned. “Do you really want to get on this thing?” Jakurai looked down at him and gave a sad smile, then patted his head. “I’ve never been on a rollercoaster before, though I'm more nervous than excited. But look at Hifumi. That silly grin of his makes it worth it, don’t you think?” Doppo looked at his friend, loud and boisterous as ever, and the concern on his face melted away when he saw how happy Hifumi was. “Yeah, you’re right, sensei.” The line moved forward.

Doppo felt himself shaking, though he tried to swallow his fear. It would be fun, or at least it was supposed to be.. But what if the ride broke? Then him and everyone would die and it would be entirely his fault. Doppo made a small noise in his throat and leaned onto hifumi, resting his chin on the host’s shoulder. Jakurai wasn’t having the best time either, he could feel his stomach lurching even though they hadn’t even been on the ride yet, and probably wouldn’t for another 10 minutes.

The line lurched forth, nothing in the trio’s demeanor changing very much. Finally, it was their turn to get on. Doppo looked ready to faint. Jakurai was trying his best to conceal his nervousness, but was obviously terrified. Hifumi was as oblivious as ever. “Hmmm, these seats only take two people. Sensei, do you mind if I ride with Doppo? That way he calms down a bit, hehe! Want him to have fun, too.” Jakurai’s eyes widened for a moment. “Um, that sounds fine, Hifumi-kun. I will ride alone.” They buckled into the seats. It was time.

Doppo shuddered as the announcer came on the loudspeakers, explaining the rules. Jakurai was frantically trying to tie his hair up into some form of bun so he doesn’t wack a poor soul behind him, and hifumi just watched the other rides, planning out where they would go next. Suddenly the ride lurched forward, and started its slow trek towards the top of the hill. Doppo grabbed onto hifumi’s arm, already biting back a screech.

“When is it gonna drop… when is it gonna drop? Hifumi! Is it gonna drop yet?” Hifumi just laughed. He looked way too excited. Doppo repeated his question (something of a mantra, at this point) as the ride kept climbing. There was one last click as the ride suddenly dropped.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“...”

Doppo was dying. Literally dying. But it was somehow enjoyable? His stomach felt like it was dropping onto his feet, the wind was forcing his eyes shut, and his neck was whipping around violently. But it made him feel alive. Maybe that’s why Hifumi enjoys these rides so much...

Hifumi couldn’t keep himself from laughing. The thrill was a high he could never get tired of, flinging his hands in the air with an excited scream as the cart rushed down another hill, then a loop, bringing them upside down then right side up right after. Jakurai felt sick to his stomach, but he supposed that was intended to be part of the fun. Feeling adrenaline pulsing through his veins as everything moved far too fast, even he couldn't help from giving a laugh or startled noise.

Hifumi kept laughing. It was kind of scary, actually, given that nobody else on the ride was laughing like that. Oh well, he’s always been eccentric. The ride continued, more ups and downs and flips, until it finally reached the end. Jakurai had a headache. It wasn’t as bad as he expected but somehow still very unpleasant. Though he did feel a bit of the thrill that Hifumi must have been looking forward to. “Ha...haha. That was sort of fun.” Doppo’s hair was a mess of red and curls, thanks to the wind. There was a slight smile painting his face. Hifumi was somehow still laughing as they got off the ride and back onto the ground.

“Hey, doc! You can pick the next ride!” the older man almost sighed with relief, knowing if Hifumi had his pick they would certainly end up on something his stomach couldn’t handle. He hummed, eyes scanning all of the rides. “What about that one?” he points to a building with bright and cheerful letters spelling out “BUMPER CARS’ . Hifumi jumped up to get a clearer view, then nodded eagerly. “It looks fun!!!! C’mon, Doppo-chin!” Hifumi grabbed his roommate by the sleeve and started to drag him, with Jakurai in tow. On arrival, they noticed the line was incredibly long here as well, mostly consisting of children, save for some teenagers and adults holding the hands of young ones. ‘Ah.. have I picked a child’s ride?” Hifumi giggled, “yea, yeah, it's meant for children, but what does it matter!! It'll be tons of fun.” “The cars are too small.. We’re gonna get stuck.” Doppo pointed out grimly. “Nonsense!!!” Even with how loud the amusement park was, Hifumi’s loud voice turned some heads, but he didn’t mind at all.

Doppo was intimidated by all the children staring. Jakurai’s long hair and Hifumi’s personality didn’t help keep them out of the center of attention. He grabbed onto Hifumi’s shirt as they shuffled into the building. The ride operator simply stared at them. Jakurai tilted his head and asked “Is there a problem?” The poor teenager looked scared. These three eccentric individuals trying to enter his kiddy ride were scary. He shook his head vigorously and led them to the cars. “Hahaha, I’ll take this pink one! Which are you choosing Doppo-chin?” “Uhhhh…” “Choose the green one!” “Okay…” Jakurai was, perhaps, a bit embarrassed, but he was the one who chose the ride after all. He sighed and hopped into the most inconspicuous car, the grey one.

The small cars were beyond uncomfortable for somebody of his size, even hugging his knees to his chest didn’t keep the contraption from digging into him rather painfully, and people had taken to staring at him. The other two didn’t seem to mind, talking about something while they waited for the ride to begin. It did, and soon there were people blending together, laughing and screeching as they maneuvered the battle grounds. Jakurai recognized the laughter of Hifumi as his golden hair popped up above the other heads, heading straight for Jakurai, who sat unmoving, unable to reach the steering wheel due to his legs blocking the way. Hifumi hollered triumphantly as he hit the car, then yelped as Doppo rammed into him, looking determined. This continued until the ride ended, and the two younger remembers quickly left their cars and ran over to help their leader get out, which was a bit of a struggle.

Jakurai felt the children’s eyes burning into his back as they walked away. No wonder Doppo seemed so freaked out in line… Now that his stomach had settled down, the doc realized he was hungry. His teammates probably were, too. “Doppo-kun, Hifumi-kun, shall we get something to eat?” “Yeah, I’m soooo hungry, sensei! Where do you wanna eat, Doppo?” Doppo jumped back. “You- you’re asking me!? But what if I pick somewhere with lazy workers and they don’t make the food right… then we’ll get food poisoning… and we’ll be too sick to ride anything else… and it’ll be my fault…..” He kept rambling, as usual. Jakurai sighed, grabbed Doppo’s shoulders, and shook him violently back into normality. “Ah, thanks sensei.” Jakurai chuckled. “So, anywhere in particular you want to eat?” “No… not really. Let’s just let Hifumi choose.” Doppo didn’t realize the implications of his words until they had already left his mouth. Hifumi was surely going to choose someplace ridiculous…

“Yay, yay!! Thought ya’d never say so, Doppo-chin!” Hifumi scouted the booths, trying to find something with a menu they’d all like. He had intended to make their lunches, but Jakurai had said it might be more fun to try the food there. Finally, he settled on a barbecue, set under a blue canopy, with a somewhat large amount of people chatting while they enjoyed their food. The group walked over to the tent, peering at the menu. Jakurai quickly decided on a steak, but Hifumi couldn’t figure out if he wanted the chicken or salmon, and Doppo couldn’t figure it out at all, not to mention that the heat was causing his appetite to shrink, so he just decided t mooch of some of what hifumi got.

Hifumi practically skipped towards an open seat, Doppo and Jakurai following behind. It was getting hot. Perhaps steak wasn’t the most refreshing option. The Doc let his thoughts wander as he watched his teammates bicker over trivial things. Times like these were nice, relaxing and getting to have fun together. He hoped they could have this opportunity again soon. Doppo and Hifumi stopped their catfight when the waiter came by with the food. “Hahaha, this salmon is gonna be so delicious! Here Doppo-chin, have a bite!” ‘Wait-” Doppo was cut off as Hifumi shoved the fish in his mouth. “Is it good? Do you like it!!?” “BLEH! Hifumiiii, don’t do that without asking!!” Jakurai let out a loud laugh, and the other two stopped to look at him. After a pause, they laughed, too. Matenrou was having a good time, indeed.

Jakurai stood, smiling. “Well, shall we all return home? We’ve gone through all of the rides.” Hifumi shook his head, “I wanna try out some games!! Can we?”Jakurai gave a fond sigh; it’s not like they had anything else to do tonight. Hifumi took that as a yes, grabbing both of their sleeves and dragging them over to a game where you had to get rings on the neck of glass soda bottles. There were large stuffed animals hanging above the bottles, fluffy with cute faces. Hifumi got a large bucket of the rings to split, and Doppo winced at the obnoxious price.

“Here we go, Doppo-chin! Huzzah!” The ring clattered around the bottle necks before hitting the ground, leaving a pouting Hifumi and unamused Doppo with one less ring. “Um, my turn, I guess…” Doppo tossed the ring halfheartedly, not doing much better than Hifumi. They needed 5 to win. There were only 8 left. “Awwww, Doppo-chin, we both missed! That’s, like, so unfair!” Doppo tsked at him. “Stop being so loud…” HIfumi was ignoring him already, mind focused on the next toss. “Alley-oop!!” He emphasized the last syllable as the ring left his hand, soaring through the air before dramatically landing on a bottle neck. “Haha! Hahahaha!! Did you see, Doppo-chin? I landed the ring, did’ya see, did’ya see?!”

Doppo was being shaken back and forth by a grinning Hifumi, his hands gripping his sweater sleeves. “Yes, I saw, I saw! Now please stop…” Jakurai picked up a ring, holding it between his slender fingers and examining it. This couldn’t be harder than killing people, he thought while giving it a toss. It failed, falling quietly. Jakurai looked at it with a blank expression for a few moments, then stepped back to let the younger two take control. Somehow, between the two of them, they managed to get the needed amount, and Hifumi picked out a large polar bear, hoisting it over his shoulder with a laugh. "Let's each do our own, then meet back up here!" Neither Doppo nor Jakurai wanted to upset him, though they both just wanted to return home, but then Jakurai saw an octopus that reminded him of Hifumi, so he went to get it, and Doppo wandered off the other way, just looking for one that seemed easy.

Doppo sighed, not wanting to be left alone. He shook his head and kept walking before he found what seemed like an easy win. The sign read “Guessing Game!”; the attendant had to guess your age within 2 years, weight within 10 lbs, and birth month within 3 months. If they were wrong you won a prize. The only difficult part would be talking to the attendant… while Doppo braced himself to approach the game, Jakurai was trying his hardest to win the little octopus plush. It was invertible, two wildly different expressions on each side. Just like Hifumi with and without his jacket. This one seemed a bit easier than the bottles, a simple game of basketball. Jakurai was tall. Basketball should be easy enough.

It took 10 tries. 5,000 yen, all to get the stupid yellow octopus. Jakurai almost felt ashamed of himself as he walked to find the others. It didn’t take long, Doppo was at a guessing game, failing rather horribly. Hifumi was on what must have been his 5th, judging from the various prizes littering the ground next to him. He was trying to get a goldfish currently, playing a game similar to the one they had all done together. Jakurai was silently hoping he didn’t get a goldfish, since they seemed rather annoying to take care of and usually died quickly. Luckily, he failed, the last ring falling to the ground. Hifumi’s pout was visible even with his back turned, shoulders drooping.

Jakurai decided to intervene before Hifumi wasted all his money (and their time). “Come, Hifumi-kun, let’s find Doppo.” Hifumi gave an enthusiastic nod as he scrambled to pick up the various prizes. Jakurai raised an eyebrow and helped him carry a few. The two walked off, a purple-haired doctor with a polar bear on his back and a blonde host with various little creatures in his arms, to find Doppo. It didn’t take long to find the salaryman, his anxious aura almost visible in the air around him. He had lost the guessing game. Apparently he was too easy to read… he hung his head and sighed, turning to go find Hifumi and Doc. He walked a bit before looking up; there were his two friends approaching him, quite the site with all their spoils of war.

“Ahhh.. seems you’ve had a lot more luck than me” Doppo mused, looking them all up and down. “Yep! and this stuff is heavy.. let's go home!!” there was a unanimous agreement, all of them tired and done with what they wanted. They got comfortable, tossing the prizes in the trunk, and settled in for the ride. It felt longer than the way there, though perhaps it was due to the fact that they had eaten, so more bathroom breaks were inevitable. The moon was out and glowing when they arrived home at their shared apartment. Hifumi ran and flopped onto his bed, yelling at the others to follow. “I’ve got to wake up early and leave.. I donˋt want to wake you two in the process” Jakurai hesitated, standing awkwardly in the room while the other two changed into nightclothes. “C’mon, doc! It’s no trouble, we’ll fall right back to sleep after anyways. “yeah..” So Jakurai sighed and joined them, and they all fell asleep in minutes, tired from the day’s adventure, but also excited to do it again one day.

[its5amandimbored]

Part two of my fowl twins memes/review/reaction Ok so I reread all the artemis fowl books and made memes on them which you can find down here (I'll be keeping the fowl twins stuff in there too, just to keep everything together)

Artemis fowl memes

I basically decided to blindly read the fowl twins and react to it and talk about while also sprinkling in some memes

Find the first part here

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Also you probably shouldn't see this until you've read the book or be prepared for spoilers. Fair warning.

I will say I think myles is much more immature then artemis. He's trying way to hard to be "adult" and that's a very childish trait. Artemis was like that due to trauma. He was forced as a child to refer to his dad as "father" and be professional, even setting up appointments via email to see his father and have "buisness meetings" when he was 10. He had to greet his father with a formal, firm handshake. And he wore a suit after his father was proclaimed missing assumed dead, due to the trauma of loosing his father and having been brainwashed by his father that he was to be the "man of the house" and take charge and be in control of the finances and the manor. He stole the lemur and even kidnapped holly due to the last words his father ever told him was talking about how he had to save the family and make sure they're money didn't go. He had to watch his family's money go down until they didn't even have enough to pay for any staff including butler (which by the way it is mentioned butler continues to be with artemis without pay for a bit and I'm telling you he doesn't see that as a job. He was going to take care of that child money or no money) and watch his mother go into insanity along with deal with his father being probably dead. That stuff changed him. He was always a genius but his childhood how he was raised and what happened is what made him into the suit wearing, mature, almost adult like, person we see in the books. He was forced to grow up. He doesnt act like this because he doesn't want to be childish hell we even see him in the 6th book wishing he could've had a normal childhood and had, had the chance to be childish.

But myles wears a suit just to copy his brother and disregards childish things just because. There's really no reason other then he believes genius=adult. He seems very immature and very childish. This is one of the reasons I wanted to see artemis in the books. Wouldn't it be fascinating to see him talk to his brother in the second or third book and explain to him why what he was doing was childish. And why myles had to learn to grow up and embrace who he is and what he likes instead of just acting like what he thought was the "proper adult" myles even tries to be someone he's not. He makes the comment that he shouldn't be so "dramatic" because it's the "enemy of science" but that's part of who he is. Even artemis never denied that part of himself. He was a dramatic little shit and not only aknowleded it several times but truly loved that part of himself. Because artemis was never trying to be an adult or mature he just was like that due to his life. I'd love to see artemis and myles talk and see this interaction but I guess we won't. Still salty about that.

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Teddy when seeing a whole ass island straight up disappearing:

Like he was way to nonchalant about this

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I just find it cute that artemis was like "sure y'all can just fly around my house and train :)" the lep are like "we create zones far away from human civilization where fairies can we can train and fly around. Oh and there's one by the house of the guy who kidnapped one of us. Yea he caused some chaos in our life for a few years and anytime the end of the world was happening it was safe to assume he was somewhere nearby and yea we had no problems until he came and caused all the problems but he also like saved us a bunch of time so we're good now. We spy on him, he spies on us. he uses our technology, we train around his house. He's our bud." Like you guys have a very weird relationship

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Ok. So I've just been introduced to our magical main character... And it's a hybrid (very interesting. I did wonder while reading the original if they were ever going to address like fairies and pixies or something coming together to have a baby because I mean you can't tell me that never happened. So I'm glad they're actually addressing that here and giving some information on it) named lazuli. And she's blue. A blue skinned girl who can fly named lazuli... I'm just going to tell you guys right now all I'm gonna see in my head every single time I imagine this character is

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I'm really glad they're going over the different perspectives on artemis fowl. Like some people would trust him like he has saved countless lives due to his quick thinking and did become a good guy by the end and has helped fairies more then hurt them and even sacrificed himself for them. But some people wouldn't. At the end of the day he did kidnap a fairy, steal fairy technology which then got stolen by a horrible person who could've destroyed fairy civilization, manipulate and trick his way into getting a copy of their sacred book and put them in danger multiple times. I've seen a post talking about how fairies would view artemis after the series that I really liked over here plus some amazing art on it over here

Definitely give those a look but this reminded me of those

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Myles is such a little shit and I love it. This is definitely the type of prank artemis fowl's little brother would play. Also would love to imagine one day artemis if in space and realizes what his code means and realizes what myles did and just in the middle of space butler can see his face go like

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I will say I didn't like that they kind of dumbed up beckett. Like I thought he was going to be like butler or mulch, like not the smartest person In the room (to be fair the other ones in the room are foaly, artemis and myles. All certified geniuses) but still really smart and clever and able to keep up and think of their own plans. Like this is the kid who at 4 years old tricked his genius twin brother into giving him the code to open Artemis' room and sneak around. The kid who again at four years old was able to listen to butler, learn a move and perfect it to use his body's momentum to stun opal even if it was only temporarily. Like he was a clever and smart kid at 4 and for the most part able to keep up with his twin brother. His personality and interests may haven been very different and he may not have been a genius but that wasn't to say he was dumb either. He also doesn't even act or sound like an 11 year old. I've dealt with a lot of kids and beckett is behaving more like a 5 year old. I understand him not acting like artemis who was forced to grow up and mature, or myles whos trying really hard to act grown up and is very intelligent, but I was expecting a clever 11 year old, not a cosmo from fairly odd parents type of character. I'm still in the first few chapters so maybe we'll see him shine later but so far I'd like to see more of beckett's intelligence.

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🦋 - fluff

🌙 - angst...?

💎 - mention of smut...?

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Masterlist

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"Baby pay attention to meee!", Harry plopped down beside you on your shared bed, "what're you doing anyway?", putting his head on your shoulder as he squints his eyes.

You turned your head a bit and pecked his nose, "told ya I was gonna play Episode! Just bought these gems and tickets.", looking back to your phone, you made your choice - Kiss Max.

"That awfully looks like you.", H murmured, still not taking his head off your shoulders.

You've been playing this game since the lockdown started. Weird? Probably. For an adult like you who's dating the Harry Styles, yes. In your defense, it's a fun game. It does get boring on some days and the domestic stuff gets tiring so you play this game to relax a bit.

And no, Harry is not boring, he just happened to have a life and a hobby - unlike you and when he's working out or writing, you're stuck with whatever it is that can occupy you and so you found this game!

"I know! It's so cool cause I really feel like I'm in this game!", you continued to read the lines on your phone screen not paying attention to your boyfriend, "look!"

"Stop making out with that avatar!", Harry playfully said as he lays down to bed.

"I made a premium choice so...", you shrugs, "and isn't he just cute??!", you felt Harry put his hands on your waist and tried to drag you down beside him but you didn't budge.

H answered you in a monotone voice, "Yea sure.", putting both of his hand at the back of his head then closing his eyes.

"C'mon! Don't be rude! I designed him!"

Opening his left eye, "well sorry to break it to you but you can't design a real life boyfriend."

"Thank god I play this game then, ain't it?", you jokingly responded but it seems like your boyfriend is a grumpy baby today, only answering you with 'whatever'.

"Stop that!", hitting your boyfriend's tummy playfully, "I can style you anyways Mister Harry Styles, so I'm good.", you continued, emphasizing his surname.

"I think I'm gonna go grab some snack downstairs.", your boyfriend quickly get out of your bed and walked out of your room leaving you dumbfounded.

'Whatever', your mind subconsciously screamed so you just went back to your game, getting comfortable sitting with your back against the headboard. 

This is not the first time it happened, there are some days when Harry is a complete 180, but hey, everyone has a bad day and he's not an exemption.

Shaking your head as if to clear your head, you went back to your game. You realized that you just started a new chapter yet your boyfriend hasn't made his appearance back.

Making a mental note of checking on him after this chapter, you continued your game until he walked in your room again holding a bag of chips and a bottle of water.

Patting the space beside you, "Whatcha got in there, baby?", already knowing the answer, you asked anyway.

He only raised the food on his hands and made his way beside you. He did not say a word, only stared at the blank wall in front of him as he started eating his chips.

"Can you feed me some?", you tried to coo your boyfriend but he only passed you the bag, still not paying attention to you.

Feeling defeated and annoyed, you rolled your eyes and ignored your boyfriend as you finished the chapter you are playing.

"Kissy!", you made a grabby hands at Harry as you jutted your bottom lips only for you to get ignored, once again. "What's up with you?", you turned off your game and looked at him with pointed eyes.

"Oh so now you paying attention to me. Nice."

"Wha- are you, you know, horny...? Is that it...?", you tried to tickle him but still no nothing.

"Can you let me eat my chips at peace? Why won't you go back to that game of yours."

"What? No. I'm asking you a question Harry.", your patience is wearing off and your boyfriend is clearly the reason. Everything is so peachy.

Finally looking at you, he answered sarcastically, "I was asking for your affection earlier but you didn't pay attention."

"What the hell H!", rubbing your face until something clicked, "oh no! Oh no!", you started laughing while Harry looked at you like you're a lunatic of some sort.

"What now?"

"Oh no! No no no no no!", the pissed off face of your boyfriend did not help but to make you laugh harder to the point where your stomach starts hurting.

"Y/N stop that!", H whined, stuffing his face with chips.

"Wait!", trying to calm down, "I think I know what's up with you...", getting a pillow and hugging it and sitting up straighter, you continued, "are you... jealous?"

Harry mimicked you, sitting up straight, "I am not jealous.", eating more of the chips as he looks at you dead in the eyes.

"Oh baby, you are so jealous!", you continued to tease your boyfriend, poking his body multiple times.

"I'm not."

"Yes you are! I know you!"

H put his chips on his bedside table and cleaned his hand with a rubbing alcohol then facing you again, "no. I'm not even laughing!", looking at your eyes again, trying to make a point.

"If it was other people, maybe you would've fooled them, but not me! I know that look! And that eyes! Just admit it! You're jealous Harry!", the look on your boyfriends face made you stop laughing.

"Fine! What if I am?"

You take a hold of his hands, "baby, you can't seriously be jealous over a fictional character...", you tried to hold on your laughs for the sake of Harry.

"It's not that!", H removed his hands from yours and laid down.

"Then what is it? Tell me, please.", you removed the pillow on your thighs as you maneuver near his head and put it on your thighs instead.

You waited for an answer but received none. 

"Baby it's just an avatar...", running your right hand thru his hair then pecked his nose.

"I know. God, I know! I'm just being stupid, forget it.", he hides his face on your legs but it's too late, you already saw the redness on his face.

"Tell me please, baby."

Harry answered you with inaudible voice so you his head on a place where you can see his face and hear him properly, "come again H?"

"I said I wasn't jealous of that stupid avatar, I-", you looked at him accusingly and he sighed, "okay, fine! Was jealous of the avatar and the game. Just wanted your loving but you weren't paying attention to me and it made me realize that any guy can have your attention. I mean that avatar got you hooked already! And that's only a game... what if it's a real guy? Someone who'll be with you all the time and not someone who's on the other side of the world half of the time?"

"Oh love...", you pulled his body up as a sign for him to sit down and he did, "first of all I'm sorry for ignoring you, it won't happen again, I promise.", you kissed his left cheek twice and continued, "second, there will be no other guy! You understand me, H?", cupping his face with your hands so he'll look at you in the eyes.

"But you're probably bored that's why yo-"

"You, stop that. I would choose you every time, okay? Even with the premium choices in the game! I love you, and only you and there will be no other guy, okay?", you explained to him but his face still looks sad.

"I love you, you know that, right Harry?"

"I do and I'm so honored that you do and I love you too Y/N."

"See! There's nothing else to worry about, yeah?", you can see his smile trying to creep back, "now, kissy? Pleaseee!"

Finally, your boyfriend kissed you, pinning you close to his body and taking you both down to the bed. The kiss is soft, slow and sweet until you decided to break it.

Harry whined, "what now?"

"I can start a new story on Episode and make an avatar look like you! Or you can install it too and get a revenge? Or i don't know make it look like me?", you offered as you sit up again.

"How about you delete it and play with your real boyfriend? Hmmm? Sounds good?"

It sounds like a good deal, great deal. Spectacular actually, "but I just bought those gems and all..."

"Fine, but you're playing it with me. I can't have you kissing other guys even if it's fictional!"

You bopped his nose with your pointer finger, "okay deal! But only if you gave me some of your chips!", you reached across him to his bedside table for the bag only to find it empty.

"Uh oh..."

You straddled your boyfriend, "yes. Uh oh your self, Styles."

"Hmmm, are you trying to seduce me, future Missus Styles?", Harry raised his left eyebrow at you, also sitting up.

"What?"

"What what?", Harry chuckled.

"Yo- you just... you called me..."

"I did.", he said coolly.

You started playing with your fingers out of nervousness, "what do you me-"

"Marry me."

"What?", you alarmingly looked up to him only to see him getting something on his drawer on bedside table.

Pulling up a small square dark blue velvet box, Harry slowly opened it, "I know this isn't the most ideal proposal but I couldn't wait any longer. I had this ring for months now, waiting for the right time to give it to you. I was planning on doing one of those Pinterest worthy proposals like I saw on your board so I'm sorry to disappoint..."

You're crying at this point, "no, no no..."

Harry started closing the box at your answer.

"NO! Stop!", you hold Harry's hand to stop him from closing the box, "what I mean is, this is perfect, I- I don't need those Pinterest like proposal..."

"So are you saying...?"

"Yes! Yes yes! I'll marry you! Oh my God I'm deleting my Episode right now!", you started to remove your body from his but his big hands prevented you from doing so.

"We'll I'm glad that you're deleting it but...", Harry got the ring out of the box and took your left hand, slowly sliding it on your ring finger.

"It's beautiful. Gorgeous.", you looked into each other's eyes that's full of tears, smiling then meeting each other's lips.

You pulled away, out of breath. 

"So you're marrying me now.", Harry concluded.

"Did you just asked me to marry you cause you're jealous?", you poked fun at your now fiancé.

"I'm not answering that.", he took your phone from the bed and unlocked it, "are you sure you want to delete this?"

You nodded, "do the honors baby.", you smiled at him as he did so then kissing him again once the app was removed from your phone.

"I love you."

"I love you more H. I'm gonna pamper you tomorrow, promise. We'll do face masks and everything but for now, I think we need to... celebrate!", you winked at him while slowly pushing him down the bed, which is an easy task since you're still straddling him.

"We definitely do.", with that, Harry flipped the both of you so you're under him and hid yourself under the thick blankets on the bed.

You can guess what happened next. Let's just say that Harry kept you pretty well preoccupied for the next few hours until it was time for dinner.

And after the dinner, he made sure that both of your desserts are well served - if you know what I mean.

Who would have thought that Harry will propose to you at this day when he was just grumpy earlier? But oh, you're not complaining.

_____

[erin-gilberts]

susan/talia and lyta/g'kar for ship bingo!

We'll do a Babylon 5 blue instead of a Ghostbusters green for this one!

Susan/Talia:

OTP/OT3+ / I'd die for them - Maaaaan, Susan and Talia were my original OTP. I had gone hard for other fandoms as a kid, but never before Babylon 5 did one particular pairing occupy so much of my energy and braincells. I found Susan and Talia at such a critical age (12/13) that many of the things which have become crucial to who I am manifested because of Susan and Talia - they were what motivated me to look up fanfiction and to begin writing it; they were also what led me to discover the real gay fanfiction if you know what I mean while I was realizing more and more I was gay.

I spent so much time writing them new endings and I think it's because Babylon 5 was one of the first pieces of non-children's media I was super into. Children's media was relatively uncomplicated at the time (it's changed a bit since then - children's media nowadays has gotten way bolder about the way they tell stories), and Babylon 5 was like...my first piece of adult media where endings were frequently messy and bittersweet with no good answers. I loved it. I hated it. I loved them. As deep as I've gone into other fandoms, Ghostbusters included, you just don't ever let go of your first OTP.

They make me unwell (aka I'm gone for them) - I think they had so much potential that could've been so beautiful and powerful and fascinating. An actual relationship with Talia might have forced Susan to confront that she does need to unlearn her fear and hatred of telepaths because some of it is not rational or helpful and it actually hurts Talia that Susan hates and fears such a fundamental part of who she is. After Talia was killed off, Susan kinda stagnated on the telepath thing and never had to soul search about it or address it again. And Talia similarly could have had to come to terms with the fact that she can't / doesn't wholly hate or blame PSI Corps for doing their best within the system they were handed. Both of these women could have developed such peace with their complicated pasts by virtue of having each other.

I want to kiss them - on god they are,,,,so beautiful fsdfsdfdsfsdfs I'm pretty sure the reason I'm now dating a Russian is because Susan Ivanova so fundamentally shaped my taste in women

I'm sending them to superhell - More like I'm sending JMS to superhell for the way he wrote them off, but also YEA STRAIGHT TO SUPERHELL for how much they've left me unhinged, unwell, and undone for years

Lyta/G'Kar:

I love them / I'd die for them - I feel so universally positive about this ship and it's rare as hell for me to feel that way about a M/F ship. Like I said on another one of these - I tend to only be really invested in a "brain go brrr and silly when I see them" kinda way when it's a sapphic ship. They're just good for each other in a very uncomplicated sorta way. I love how G'Kar initially sees Lyta more or less how everyone else does - as a useful tool more than a person, see: when he suggests breeding to create Narn telepaths - but when she responds poorly, he reflects and learns and approaches her on the ground of equals moving forward. He's so willing to grow and change after all the times he dug in his heels and committed himself to grudges and I just sdfsdfsdfs I'd die for them.

Would/do read fic about it - I wish there was more fic about it, to be honest! I believe just about all of the Lyta-G'Kar fics I've seen have come from you, and I've read every one, but I wish more people saw the potential in this ship. They're very different people united by similar experiences and they would learn so much from each other and grow together.

Relationship goals - Lyta and G'Kar are exactly what each other need by the time they go off together at the end of the series. G'Kar, after being embroiled in war and conflict and the aftermath of war and conflict and awfulness for so long, is seeking out the seeds of a more vibrant future - a rebirth, a new start, a fresh approach to life. Lyta, having been isolated and used and discarded as it suits people her entire life, needs a home and someone to build a home in, as much as it might pain her to admit it. He would cherish her so hard and she would be that much-needed, long-wanted light in his life.

I really need this to be canon - I think Lyta's canon ending did her so dirty. There was no leadup to what happened to her as far as I'm concerned. I need one universally positive thing to happen to Lyta and if this is it, I'm all for it. No more bittersweet endings, no more character development through trauma, just a UNIVERSALLY POSITIVE EXPERIENCE FOR HER FSDFSDFSDFSFD.

[much-obliged-timothy]

Dad Tim & Uncle Rhys Part 12

Literally right after I finished writing this I saw a thing that said Ava is 18, but we’re going to pretend she’s in her younger teens because this is a fic and I’m in charge now?? Anyway, here’s a new entry into this! 

“Timothy? Are you listening to me?”

Tim glanced up with the kind of guilt that announced he absolutely had not been listening to Rhys. Rhys sighed, realizing he was going to have to repeat his whole story.

“You’re not eating, either,” Rhys pointed out, deciding it’d be a waste to bother repeating the story if Tim hadn’t managed to focus the first time.

He’d invited Tim to come spend his lunch in the office. He’d needed Tim to sign some paperwork, and sometimes it was nice to just sit and talk. Despite his stunted social skills after what he’d been through, Tim could be surprisingly hilarious when he told stories. 

Now, though, he just kept glancing at his son. Phoenix and Zer0 were trying to build up a structure out of playing cards together, Phoenix laughing every time it fell down onto Zer0’s lap.

“Something wrong with Phoenix?” Rhys asked.

“What? No, he’s fine,” Tim said. “Just…” He sighed. “I took him to the park last night to play. There were a few kids there already. They invited him to join a game, but he hid behind me and refused to move or speak. I told them he wasn’t feeling well enough to play right then.”

“Uh...he always gets like that around people,” Rhys said.

“I know. But he’s getting better,” Tim said, glancing at him again. “Only around adults, though. Last night made me realize Phoenix has never actually played with another kid in his life. Hell, he’s never even talked to another kid before. He grew up surrounded by adults fighting to survive. Then I get him out and he ends up surrounded by corporate adults.”

Rhys hadn’t really thought about that before. And Tim had already said he didn’t plan to have any other kids, so it’s not like Phoenix would even have a sibling to play with. 

“Why not set up a playdate with someone here?” Rhys offered. “A lot of the employees have kids.”

“I dunno. Phoenix is a bit...much,” Tim said, frowning. “He’s a good kid. But he has no idea how to interact with, well, normal kids. I don’t know how to fix it. I don’t want to set up a playdate and then have other kids tell him he’s weird, or make fun of him.” 

Rhys thought for a moment. “Hey, what about the vault hunters? Don’t they have a kid with them? Um, I mean, I think she’s a teenager, but still younger than the people he hangs out with here. And if she’s with them, I doubt she’ll think a little boy who knows how to use a gun will be weird.”

Tim brightened with tentative hope. “Oh, yea! They did mention something about that. You think she’d be willing to, I dunno, just play with him for a little?”

“No clue,” Rhys admitted. “But it can’t hurt to explain the situation and ask. Your son is playing with an assassin, Tim. It really, really can’t hurt to ask.”

“I’ll get in touch with them tonight,” Tim said. “I just...want him to learn how to play with other kids. That’s all. Even if she’s older than him, it’s a start.”

With that settled, he seemed a lot more at ease. Rhys decided to retell his story, pleased when Tim actually paid attention this time. But they both found their eyes slipping to Phoenix, realizing just how at ease he was playing with an adult assassin.

Definitely couldn’t hurt to ask a kid to play with him.

***

There was a knock on the door. Rhys called for them to come in without looking up from his computer.

When the door opened, he glanced over, then had to do a double take. He stood up hastily.

“Zane,” he said.

“Still rockin’ the beautiful mustache!” Zane said cheerfully. A girl stood next to him, looking like she’d rather be anywhere else. “Timothy got a hold of us last night. Where is the lad and his little lad?”

“I’m not a babysitter!” the girl said.

“Ah, hush, Ava,” Zane said. “Kid’s a fun one. Kinda cute, too, if you squint.”

“Don’t let Tim hear you say that,” Rhys said. Then, because he felt compelled to defend Phoenix, “He is a pretty cute kid. It’s just the messy hair that throws the look off. Tim should be here any minute. He had to go over some stuff with me.”

“Heard the boy’s gotten quite fond of you,” Zane said, throwing himself into the nearest chair. 

“I’m still not sure how,” Rhys said. “He is a good kid, though. I’m helping him learn how to read because he thinks if he can read, he can help Tim get work done faster.”

Zane opened his mouth to reply, but the door opened. Tim came in, Phoenix in his arms and a file of papers in his hand. He paused, eyes going wide at the sight of Zane and Ava.

“Oh,” he said at last.

“Dad,” Phoenix whispered urgently. “That’s the guy who talks funny.”

Tim laughed a little. “Yea, pal, it is. His name is Zane, remember?”

“I’m Zane, and this lass here is Ava,” Zane said, gesturing to her.

She was eyeing Tim and Phoenix, trying to look disinterested. But curiosity slipped onto her face, especially as she noticed Phoenix’s eye.

“Did he- inherit that from Jack?” she said in confusion.

Tim tightened his hold on Phoenix a little. “I was given DNA injections. Guess it permanently altered me more than I guessed. Uh, right. This is Phoenix, and I’m Timothy. Thanks for coming.”

Tim set Phoenix down, but Phoenix immediately gripped his shirt, tensing up and trying to hide behind Tim’s legs. Tim nudged him back out.

“Timothy! Wanna talk to ya a minute,” Zane said, getting up. “Nothin’ serious, I promise. Let the kids get to know each other while we chat.”

Phoenix tightened his hold on Tim. Tim had to pry his hand off, ruffling his hair.

“I’ll be right back. Rhys is here with you. You’ll be fine,” Tim assured. 

“Dad!” Phoenix said, but Zane pulled Tim out of the room.

“Uh...he’s not good with people,” Rhys said.

“They warned me,” Ava said. “Hey, kid, quit staring at the door. Zane isn’t going to hurt Timothy. He helped save you guys, remember?”

Phoenix didn’t speak, just backed cautiously towards Rhys, eyes on Ava now. Without everyone watching her now, she dropped the bored teenager act, sitting on the ground and looking more curious than anything.

“Zane said you had a gun when they found you,” she said. “You can shoot?”

Phoenix hugged his bear to his chest and gave a stiff nod. “Mom and dad taught me.”

To Rhys’ surprise, she grinned at him. “That’s awesome. Zane said you shot at them. You’re kinda badass, kid.”

Phoenix’s shoulders eased, just the slightest. “They had my dad. ‘Course I shot ‘em.”

“Hey, good for you,” she said. Her expression shifted to something sad, pained. “Gotta protect the people you love before you lose them.”

Phoenix inched forward, just a little. “Did someone you love die? That sucks.”

“Yea. Yea, she did,” Ava said, shaking herself a little. “So, I’m stuck here with you for a bit. What do you do for fun?”

“I…” He bit his lip, glancing at Rhys, who nodded encouragingly. “I, um, I like to look at the pictures in books.”

“Do you know how to read?” Ava asked.

“Kinda.” He was blushing a little, dropping his gaze. “I’m still learning. Boss guy and dad help me.”

Ava went over to the bookshelf in the room, looking over the titles there. “Whoa, hey! You have a book about Sirens?!”

“Oh, uh, it’s just a lot of guesswork. Interesting theories, but little facts,” Rhys said.

“So? That’s still awesome. C’mere, kid, let’s read this.” Ava pulled it from the shelf and sat down with it, gesturing Phoenix over. “Do you know anything about Sirens?”

Phoenix frowned, but his love of books had him cautiously moving closer to her to peek at the cover. “Nu-uh. I met one. She was really cool.”

“Amara, right?” Ava rolled her sleeve up, showing her Siren tattoo to Phoenix. His eyes widened and he drifted even closer to look it over. “I’m a Siren, too. My...My friend passed her powers to me when she...Well, she believed in me, and I cherish that. Looks cool, huh?”

He reached out, but caught himself in time and jerked his hand away. Ava just moved her arm closer to him, though.

“You can touch my arm,” she said, then narrowed her eyes. “But don’t be weird about it. And I’m ticklish.”

He pressed his fingers lightly to her arm, staring at the tattoos. He pulled his hand away after a moment and pointed at the book.

“Can you read it?” he asked.

“That’s the plan.” She pat the spot next to her. “Let’s learn about Sirens. Man, the stories I could tell you about Maya! Talk about a badass.”

She began to read the book to Phoenix. It was clear he didn’t understand a lot of the words in it, but every time he started to look bored or frustrated, Ava would pause in her reading to tell him a story about Maya and the use of her powers. Those sucked Phoenix right back in, and he eagerly pressed Ava for all the- often gruesome -details of Maya’s battle history. 

By the time Tim and Zane reentered the room, Phoenix was squealing with laughter as Ava told him an exaggerated story about Maya juggling bandits with her powers. Tim froze in the doorway, eyes wide as he watched his son.

A wide, relieved smile broke out on Tim’s face and he slumped against the doorframe in relief. Rhys couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

Phoenix noticed him and waved. “Dad, dad! Ya gotta hear this! Ava’s friend was a funny badass!”

“Tell me about it when we get home tonight, alright? I don’t want to interrupt you guys,” Tim said, sitting at Rhys’ desk. 

“M’kay, I will!” Phoenix promised before turning his excited attention back to Ava. “What’d she do next? Did she crush ‘em?”

“Much more talkative than when we met him,” Zane said, sitting next to Tim.

“He’s come a really long way,” Tim said, that smile still on his face. “God, he’s come so far. I never imagined I could leave him alone in a room with a total stranger and come back to find him laughing. And he didn’t even run for me this time.”

“He was nervous at first, but she drew him out of his shell,” Rhys said. “Uh, they’ve mostly been talking about fights and Siren abilities, but he’s having a good time.”

“She was the perfect choice to get him used to younger people without making him self conscious,” Tim said. “Thank you, Rhys. He and I would be lost without you. Hopefully they can...ya know, do normal kid stuff at some point. I’m just glad to see him so happy.”

“Have to take him to Sanctuary to hang out with Ava sometime!” Zane said. “Lass could use the company of a kid. They’ve both been through too much to be normal kids, but they still deserve childhoods.”

Tim nodded. “Yea. Thanks for bringing Ava here, Zane. Hell, thanks for getting us out of that casino. I owe you guys my life and his life.” 

“Ah, pay me back with a pint later,” Zane said, clapping Tim on the back. 

Rhys looked up at the kids. Phoenix had leapt to his feet, firing finger guns at Ava. Ava ducked behind the bookcase and pretended to return fire on him with her own finger guns, the two engaging in their pretend war, their laughter filling the room.

“Huh, never seen her just...play,” Zane said as he watched. 

“Then it was good for both of them,” Tim said. “I’m glad.”

He was smiling so wide it looked like it hurt his face. Rhys put a hand on his shoulder and they watched the kids play, all of them relieved to see two kids who’d gone through so much in their short lives get to just have fun for once.