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changbinsboobs · 2 months ago

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haii can you do skz ideal types? like physique and personality. thank youu

Hi:) since i want to do those readings properly im gonna do them one by one and since i already have some for individual members i'll use this ask to start with chan:)

So, i originally started doing an Ideal Type reading but it got hijacked😅 so i guess im reading on his current energy. I'll try to still add something about his ideal type if i manage getting past the bitter energy but i think ill have to redo it some other time since i believe his opinion would be very influenced by his current feelings right now.

Take it with a grain of salt!!!

Chan's current energy / Ideal Typ

For his physical type i got pretty weird cards ngl, 3 of them are the tower, 5 of cups and 5 of wands, the 4th one's queen of pentacles. Tbh i didn't really get any hints about anything physical. He seems angry and bitter.

I think this reading is gonna be hijacked by something else he wants to talk about. I sense he has had a bitter experience thats still fresh in his mind, i think he got dumped tbh!

Like im seeing a situation with lots of bickering. Ogmg ok wait i have so much to say about it this situation has so many layers!

He feels like he lost something great and regrets his stupid actions.

At the same time tho he thinks its that persons fault and if they were better he wouldn't have acted in a way that would get him dumped.

But then again he feels like he's at fault and regrets it a lot.

But he's also so angry cuz they kept having fights, and she kept exhausting him and he kept not being enough. He feels horrible when he's not enough! He doesn't want to feel like that. He wants to live up to her expectations, to peoples expectations. But he just couldn't in this situation with that person.

It seems like he actually got himself a high quality girl - the he couldn't keep obviously. And he's in so much distress with all his conflicting feelings and thoughts. Im sry but im getting a bit angry at him here🙄 its that male stupidity with lack of accountability whatsoever! You cant expect to give the bare minimum, to be an excuse of a "man" and except to get all the perks real man and masculinity gets you! Deal with the consequences bro🙄 -> not necessarily meaning him, im just seeing the picture from his view, so idk how "horrible" he actually was, i was rather talking about the general population of useless men that just have the audacity to expect the best when they themselves aren't worthy of it and then get mad when they can't keep it.

Anyways back to chan - im also getting mommy's boy vibes here omg its getting worse😩😭 i feel like with this situation he's like "forget her bro, she's not worth it. Your mom used to cook and clean, and take care of 3 children and do everything by herself and she didn't whine and was always so giving. I want a woman like that! This girl wasn't lie my mother - she's not worth it, get over her and stop feeling guilty." Don't take that monologue word for word i was rather training to paint the feeling behind his thoughts.

So yeah we have that...tbh i didn't expect him to have a reaction like that like with the comparison to his mom. The rest i expected, but this? Damn🥲

Also this whole situation seems very dramatic, but what I've noticed in the male population overall is that they tend to blow things way put of proportion, and so knowing chan and his tendencies for a victim-complex, pick me, delulu and stuff - im pretty sure this situation might've been not dramatic at all. Just 2-3 little discussions (not full blown arguments and fights as he depicts it) or even just opposing opinions, where he just felt attacked in some way just by her disagreeing or something...and then after a few dates or weeks of dating she politely told him she doesn't want to see him anymore cuz they don't see compatiable and he broke down.

Again idk how things are for real cuz i haven read the other girls energy nor have i read just the energy itself, im just reading HIS energy and perception, but it feels really needy and excagerated so thats whats leading me to believe that it might not be nearly as bad.

So i managed to get some cards on his ideal types personality only and i got those: 3 of cups, 6 of pentacles, page of cups & king of wands.

His types a younger, more innocent and inexperienced girl he can take care of and teach and lead.

She likes a girl that's social but shy. Someone he can take with when meeting his friends and show of. But as i said - social enough for him to be able to do that - but but also shy so he stays sure that theres no risk of her "going wild" (goddamn bro u forreal?🫠)

Im actually getting something about physical appearance - slender, middle hight, like just a bit shorter than him, prefferably forreign with lighter skin and ginger or light brown or dark blonde hair. Im also seeing big head? Like yk this type of body with very slender narrow shoulders, long lanky arms and legs, but a bigger head where it also seems disproportionate to the body? Its so specific i almost think thats what his last girl looked like.

And he also wants a girl thats submissive and will see up to him and make him feel like a boss or a king or a ...daddy (🤢 im sry i just cant hold in the cringe)

In conclusion - i think this ideal type i got from the cards isn't his true ideal type but rather something that came out of spite. Like if i had to guess he's describing the girl he lost, but without her empowering qualities so that he doesn't get hurt.

Judging on the energy of this reading and previous ones ive done i think he has had a think for strong dominant women because he's fascinated with inner strength and power and always wanted to conquer a woman like that because in his head it meant he has that amount of power and strength the said woman had and even more - since he has managed to tame and conquer her. Now that he's tried tho he got met with the cold reality and got a slap in the face realizing he might not be fit for the task just yet and is just sour about it😃

As weird and unexpected this reading was i really enjoyed it cuz it was really shocking to me actually and even gave me a bit of a slap in the face, reminding me how he's just a man...and that he apparently does stupid things like any other guy too.

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yetanotherhiddlestoner · 2 months ago

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(MDNI 18+, smut will be eventually happening in this story line but still please respect the MDNI)

(Plus size reader x Negan. In the world of the dead rising, you just happen to fall for the one fucked up person who has no interest in you. And I am aware the timeline doesn't add up but for the story I had to make the timeline longer than a couple months.)

~Thank you to all that read the first chapter and commented, means a lot that you like this story. Sorry for taking so long to post a second chapter, I have at least 2 more chapters up and ready to post when I can.~

(Word Count - 2262 Words.)

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CHAPTER TWO - I FELL HARD, YOU'LL FALL HARDER.

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You were out scavenging when the fall of Negan happened. You didn't want to fight anyone, so Rick asked you to go during that time, making your way on a weeklong journey for supplies. You weren't sure what you to expect when you returned home, was it still going to be there, was it going to be taken over by Negan fully or would Rick win this war. You didn't know and you were worried, you were uncertain what you would do it Negan came out the winner.

You approached the gates carefully looking around for the day shift guard. You sighed relief when Daryl popped his head up and smiled at you, the gates opening before you drove your vehicle inside slowly.

"Welcome back you, how was your mission?" Daryl said hugging you tightly. "Was a great success, the truck is full of food, ammo everything I could pick up and stack I did, even managed to grab a little bit of petrol for the car. We should be ok for a couple weeks." You say as you open the door and jump out of the truck. "Well that is good news Y/N but I got some bad news that you may not like unfortunately." Daryl said looking over to the jail cell that was located under the first house on the street. "What?" You look over and don't see anything, was someone hurt, dead or worse. "Rick, well he, kind of let Negan live and bought him back as a prisoner" Daryl says waiting for your response.

You felt yourself become sick, why would Rick do that? "But Y/N he can't hurt anyone, trust us, he is safe and locked away." You walk over to the barred windows; you can hear him whistling before he spots you. "Hello Y/N" Negan says smiling. Daryl comes up behind you, his hand resting on your shoulder offering a small comfort. "You look amazing doll, have I ever told you that? Loving the long hair on you, suits you." You want to believe him, but you tell yourself that he is just doing this to get under your skin, to get a reaction out of you.

"Daryl, doesn't she look wonderful, you are a fucking lucky man to be hers." "We ain't dating." Daryl says to Negan, he lets out a long whistle, "Well shit why not?" Negan probes, feeling a bit of jealousy flowing within him. "We're just friends Negan; not that its none of your business who I date anyway" you say.

While you weren't going to deny Daryl was hot, and when you met him you thought maybe if given the chance you might date him but after a while your love for him turned to more a friendship love and you and him were more like brother and sister. "Let's just get this truck unloaded Daryl" you say pulling him away from the prisoner. Negan watches you go, he takes in how your jeans hug your curves tightly, how your hair flows underneath the bandana you are sporting and how amazing you look covered in knives and guns. This wasn't the same scared girl he rescued years ago, this was a woman who found herself, her confidence and her place and damn he was proud of you. Every day he would watch you work; watch you talk with the men and women of the community and play with the kids on your down time. He noticed the way you smiled when someone said something to you that you found funny and how quickly you were to react to whatever danger that tried to enter your home. Each passing day he sat there silently, admiring you, wishing he could talk to you again, missing your new fiery wit and sharp tongue.

He often found himself wondering if you would have had the same spitfire nature back at the Sanctuary, was it hiding inside you, waiting till the right time to be release. You radiated confidence in everything you did. Negan was somewhat sad that he wasn't the one who bought it out in the first place.

Negan was waiting for his dinner as usual, waiting for Gabe to bring it down but was surprised when you came down those stairs holding the tray instead. He noticed how you kept your head down and quickly passed it under the bars, the sound of it scraping on the concrete breaking the silence in the small room. "Are you going to ignore me for the rest of my life?" Negan asks, placing the tray on his cot. 'Gabe usually keeps me company while I eat." "Yeah, well I am not Gabe and if I had my way you wouldn't be getting anything from our pantry." You snap at him. "Especially nothing I risked my ass for"

"Shouldn't you be happy? If you had stayed with me, you would have been either captured, dead or abandoned again but here you are safe, and sound and I am the one being treated like a caged animal at the zoo." Negan says take a bite of his bread. You glare at him "I would be happier if you had never came here, if Rick didn't bring you back alive as far as I am concerned, you're still a threat to us." "I am unarmed, I have no men, no followers, nothing. I am not a threat." "You could kill a man with your bare hands, I fucking witnessed it once and that is a risk I really don't want to take, but since Rick is leader and he is content with you being kept like an animal then I have no say."

You get up to leave when you hear Negan say, "I'm sorry". You turn back to him, and he is standing at the bars, his arms hanging out casually, staring at you. "What did you say?"

"I said I am sorry. I shouldn't have said what I said back then. You were right, I was scared that I was going to lose it all and in the end I did. To me you were never overweight, you were perfect. You made me feel things that I haven't felt in a goddamn long time. Your smile, laugh, the way you look at me as if the world shone out my ass was why I could start my day, just knowing I could talk to you was enough for me."

"A little late for your "kind" words now don't Cha think? You could be saying this now so I will forgive you and let you go" you say pointing out the obvious. "I can tell you that I will not be the one setting you free" You growl as he gaze softens.

"I am 100% telling the truth. The day after you left, I went to your room to talk to you, when I entered and found it empty I went and searched the entire compound for you, I had Simon patrolling outside hoping you were just trying to prove something to us but when night fell, and you didn't come back I knew I fucked up and then you show up here that day and the feelings I felt seeing you, I can't describe."

"And yet you didn't learn, you did the same thing to Olivia. If you hadn't of said shit, maybe I would still be flying under the Negan radar." "You're right, I didn't learn and what I said to Olivia wasn't nice at all. I hurt you twice without even thinking."

You stand there looking at the once powerful Negan, "You are pathetic, a man like you never learns." You snarl as you get closer to the bars, "You are going to rot in here." You were so close to him; you could feel his breathe on your face. Negan was getting pissed off, he had tried to apologize, something that he never did, and you spat it back at him. He didn't want you to forgive right away but you didn't even give it time to sink it. You were so close, so angry, he couldn't help but get turned on, the scent of you drove him crazy.

He grabbed your arms, slamming you into the bars, you fought against him, but he covered your lips with his and you stopped fighting for a moment. Your lips were warm and soft just like he had imagined. His facial hair tickled your skin as you felt his tongue glide against you closed lips. You pulled away from his grip, using the back of your hand to wipe your lips of his kiss, you stood there staring in shock a minute before storming out of the cell and heading home. Negan watched you rush home, he could see your house from his cell, it was one of his past time favorites, watching you in your room, the silhouette of you always got his attention. When you thought no-one was watching you would sit on the windowsill and have a smoke, or just stare at the stars. Negan would watch you, wishing he could join you, to hear you laugh and smile at him as you spoke to each other.

His fingers touched his lips, remembering how soft they were, he had been wanting to kiss you since the day he found you.

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The next day Negan didn't see you around the compound, you didn't leave for a supply run, so you had to be in your home. "If you are looking for Y/N she not feeling well today so Rick gave her the day off" Gabe said passing him his food under the cell door. "Is she ok?" Negan asks not in the mood to eat, looking at the tray on the floor. "You tell me, she has never once taken a day off sick and the one time she comes down here and she is "unwell"? Want to tell me what happened?" Gabe ask sitting down next to Negan's cell.

"Nothing happened, she gave me the food and that is it" Negan lies. "I am a priest Negan, think of this like a confessional, whatever you say stays between us." Negan looks at the priest then sits next to him. "I tried to apologize for my past behavior, but she wasn't having any of it. Words got heated and when she got close enough, I grabbed her and kissed her, I don't know why I did that I just had the urge to pull her in, kiss her crazy but then she left without saying anything" Negan confesses.

Gabe looks at the man next to him, he now understands why you stayed home today. "Listen, I know I should not be doing this, but I will. First just I suggest give her time, I'll try and send her down next week to deliver your food, I can't promise anything ok" Negan nods and watches the man leave. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

3 DAYS LATER

Daryl comes to grab you for a supply run with him. You place you knife and guns on your hip and calf and walk over to his bike, knowing full well who is watching you. "Good morning, Y/N, I heard you have been sick lately I hope you are ok now" Negan says giving you that cocky smile you knew him for. "I don't need your concern Negan." You tie the bandana around your head and lean on Daryl's bike. "I don't want to hear that you have been unwell. Especially since you were the last one to see me before you got sick. Who knows what you gave me with our kiss." You look around and make sure no-one heard him; you storm over to his window. "What the fuck are you doing?" You growl as you kneel down. "I am doing nothing Y/N. I don't want to get sick to." He tilts his head as he looks at you. "You know damn well I am fine." "Which brings me to my next question, why were you hiding and pretending to be sick, surely the kiss wasn't that bad.?" "I was embarrassed ok" That was a lie, but you had hoped he couldn't tell. "You are OUR prisoner; it makes me look bad if anyone finds out about it." "We are adults, we can do what we want, why would it look bad?" Negan pushes you.

"If anyone in this community finds out our past it wouldn't look too good for me or Rick. He is the one keeping my secret about where I come from" You say spying Daryl approaching and you get up to leave. "You want me" Negan watches you turn around to face him again "Don't deny it, that kiss was just the tip of the iceberg. You may have told yourself that you have no feelings, nothing, for me but that is a lie, you want me just as much as I want you." You listen to him carefully and shake your head. " You only want me now because I am unattainable and skinny. You wouldn't be saying that if it was fat me" You leave before he can shout out anything. "Hey Daryl" you say as he hops on his bike, you jump on behind him, hugging his waist tightly as he goes to start the bike, you smirk back at Negan, resting your head on Daryl's back. "Hold on" Daryl shouts as he starts the bike up and rides out the gates. Negan feels the pits of jealously rising inside him.

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munsons-melody · 11 months ago

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putting the x in sixx (part 2)

summary: with corroded coffin now on tour with the boys of mötley crüe, nikki sixx takes the time to keep trying to get to you

pairing: rockstar!boyfriend!Eddie x female!reader

cw: mentions drugs/drug abuse,

recommended song: you’re all i need by mötley crüe

word count: 2.6k

a/n: this was a request and i was over the moon to write it!! also not very proofread :)

requested? yep :))

masterlist

part 1 can be found here

i do not consent to having any of my works republished, translated, or posted to any other site except here. if you see my works anywhere but tumblr, it has been republished without my knowledge, consent, or permission.

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"uh huh... yes... yes of course... yep... okay... okay great thanks man" eddie said as he hung up the phone, turning to you with the biggest smile on his face

"good news?" you asked excitedly, moving up from your laying position on the couch, turning off the tv

"we're going on tour!" eddie screamed, jumping up and down causing you to giggle

"wait what? huh? explain!" you leaped from the couch to where he walked over to the living room

"that was our manager, he apparently talked to his buddy doc who talked to the boys of mötley crüe and said they loved our sound and our stage presence and when they go on tour they want us to open!" he explained, talking fast

your jaw dropped and you squealed, pulling him in close, wrapping your arms around his neck as you jumped and your legs wrapped around his waist

he held you close until you heard a small sniffle, and moved so you carefully landed on the ground

"eddie baby you okay?" you asked, moving a few strands of hair away from his face and wiping a tear that was falling down his cheek

he nodded and sniffled again, wiping the tears away from his face and looked at you

"i just can't believe it, i'm so happy" he admitted as you held his face gently and leaned into kiss him

as you pulled away, your brow furrowed in confusion "wait don't you need to tell the rest of the band?" you let out a small chuckle and eddie's eyes widened

"oh shit yeah thank you love you" he said, kissing you fast before running to the phone again

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it was 2 weeks later and tour rehearsals were in full swing along with corroded coffin recording songs for their new album and mötley crüe doing endless press for their girls, girls, girls album that had just come out

you hadn't seen much of the boys of mötley crüe due to their heavy promo schedule, occasionally seeing vince in the studio helping eddie with some vocals, and of course, mick just appearing randomly, fueling yours and Eddie's inside joke that he truly was an alien with superpowers- reminding you of a specific girl that once escaped hawkins lab that led you to meet eddie

"god i'm just so excited for the tour!" you said excitedly, walking in between Jeff and Gareth into the rehearsal studio

eddie was stuck at the recording studio with dougie for another hour while you accompanied the boys to the rehearsal space as they deemed it necessary you be there since eddie couldn't

"me too! can you believe we're actually here and doing this?" gareth replied, matching the excitement in your voice

the three of you continued to talk as you walked through the corridors of the large building before appearing at the double doors before the room that served as the rehearsal room

you already heard Vince, singing out the last few high notes of 'dancing on glass' when the three of you walked in, standing there watching them finish up the song

once they were done, you clapped along with jeff and gareth and nikki looked at you, smiling

"great guys, take 5... and no bump- we have a lot to get through today" doc said in a grumpy voice before patting mick on the back and turning to talk to some other important looking person

nikki set down his bass carefully on its stand and walked over to where you were standing

"hey stranger" he said and you felt a blush creep onto your face

"hey yourself" you replied back with a smile

"didn't know you were going to be here today" he said casually and you nodded, turning to where gareth was once standing until you realized he was in conversation with jeff and their manager steve

"yeah well eddie's stuck in the studio for another hour and the guys wanted me to come watch them rehearse so here i am" you joked and he chuckled

"well i'm very glad you got to see us perform a little bit of our song" he said

"me too, i'm excited to see it on stage in a month when tour starts" you admitted, tucking your hair behind your ear while nikki gave you a confused look

"wait are you coming with us?" he asked and you nodded

"uh yeah i'm staying with eddie for the entire tour" you smiled and he did a slow nod and pursed his lips

"good to know" he said with a smirk when you heard tommy yell "sixx! we're doing girls now!"

"that's my cue... maybe you should stick around and watch us play, i'm very good at doing girls" he winked at you before turning around and walking back to where his bass sat

it didn't click until you heard the intro to their hit girls girls girls, that you understood the joke and for a second you felt stupid before you realized that nikki was hitting on you again... was he always this persistent with every other girl he's ever slept with? not like it mattered anyways, you were with eddie, and the happiest you've ever been

before you can fathom another thought about nikki, talking to you, the door swung open, and you saw eddie and dougie, walking in with smiles plastered on their faces

eddie immediately walked up to you and gave you the biggest kiss and wrapped his arms around you

"hey you still had like half an hour left before you had to be here?" you questioned with a laugh and he pulled back to look at you

"it's crazy, i just was able to sing every perfect note with the right amount of energy and dougie just knew the exact notes of what to play to help me and it was like everything just clicked and we finally nailed it, so now i can watch the rest of their rehearsal with you" he smiled, lacing your finger together

your heard the drums starting up along with the guitars and bass, and took eddie to one of the couches facing the set up as vince started singing

you've heard this song at least a thousand times, and you liked it too, but as you were sitting with eddie's arm around you, half your back leaned into his chest, it was hard to watch them perform with nikki's eyes fixed on you

this might be a long tour... you thought to yourself

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the past week had been a blur with traveling all up and down the east coast, but you were finally in New York City, after a month into the tour

you were hanging out in the dressing room while corroded coffin did their sound check

you heard their songs being played in a row so many times within the past month that you took the opportunity to hang out in the dressing room and get a moment to yourself

you had just flipped, open a new magazine, and lay down on one of the plush couches in the room when there is a knock at the door, and before you could even get up to answer it, it was none other than Nikki walking into the room

"oh shit hey sorry didn't know you were in here" he laughed, attempting to turn around to walk out when you got up

"oh, no, it's fine, i just needed a break from everything, god this tour has been so hectic... i don't even know how you can put up with it all" you joked and he chuckled

"with this my dear" he laughed and pulled out a small bottle that you immediately recognized

"ah yeah right" you said, awkwardly smiling at him as he sat down at the table across from you

you aren't uncomfortable with drugs, as your boyfriend used to be a dealer back when you two were in high school but you've never actually seen anyone snort anything right in front of you

"want some?" he asked as he set it up on the table and you shook your head

"no thanks i'm good" you said as he took out a card from his pocket

he did his business and as his head came up, he looked at you, his eyes looking straight into yours

"what?" you asked, secretly praying that he wasn't somehow going to just OD right in front of you with how long he was staring at you before he finally spoke, which calmed your nerves

"i don't know why the fuck i can't stop thinking about you, but jesus christ i've fucked every girl i wanted, and yet you're still on my mind..." he said, fiddling with the card in his hand

you looked at him with raised eyebrows before you finally found the courage to speak again

"oh wow uhm... that's blunt" you choked out

"i'm that type of guy" he said before taking in another line

"listen nikki-"

"god even the way you say my name is so hot" he breathed out and you found yourself blushing yet again at his words

"i will admit years ago before i met eddie... i had the biggest crush on you and yes if i wasn't in the the most amazing loving relationship with eddie and these were all different circumstances, then it probably would've happened, but that's not what's going on and honestly, i highly doubt you'll even remember this conversation in a few hours" you finally said as he just stared at you

the tension was so thick you could chop it with an ax, and it would still be there, but eventually he leaned up from a seat, and took another line before falling back into his chair

"if i could turn back time" he started to sing and you let out a laugh

"if i could find a way" he continued

"oh now you're gonna try and seduce me with cher?" you joked and he let out a laugh

"no just manifesting i build a time machine and go back in time" he said, staring at the ceiling

"you know, for someone who likes to sleep around and not commit or come off as anything more than being a sexual partner to the opposite sex, you do have very romantic words" you admitted with a laugh and he shook his head with a smile

"i think tommy and his stupid hopeless romanticness is rubbing off on me" he laughed and you smiled

you heard cheers and screams from outside your door when it burst open to see a very wet corroded coffin barging into the room

"oh my god babe it started raining when we were outside on the stage and so after we finished up the last song we ran around on the grass and it was the most amazing thing!" eddie yelled walking to you and shaking his hair like a wet dog

"agh! babe!" you squealed with a laugh as he went to pick you up

you turned to run so he wouldn't pick you up to get you all wet but as you did, you fell right into nikki who was getting up

you landed on him he sat in the chair, your bum pressed against his crotch perfectly

"shit sorry!" you said, scrambling to get up

"don't ever apologize for getting this close to me" he quickly whispered, looking into your eyes before you got up, looking at eddie who had his head flipped over as he dried his long hair with a towel

"see you tonight boys! have a good show!" nikki yelled before giving you one last glance and headed out the door

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it was an hour before showtime, and you sat with Eddie on the small loveseat in the dressing room, pretending to be in your own little bubble before you had to share your boyfriend with the rest of the world well the rest of the boys were trying to hype each other up and blasting the radio

you ended up telling him about everything that happened with nikki that day, and you sat there feeling guilty for no reason when eddie grabbed your hand and locked his fingers with yours

"y/n there's no reason to feel bad, i'm just thankful o have a girlfriend that's loyal enough to me that when nikki sixx is hitting on her, she doesn't cave, especially when you had the biggest crush on him... i love you and i trust you and just know that nothing you do will ever change that for me" he said, looking at you, bringing his other hand up to gently stroke your cheek

"i love you too eds" you said, immediately feeling better, and you wrapped your arms around his neck and the two of you switched positions so you could lay down together

"and honestly if you're feeling uncomfortable, i have no problem fighting him, he'll probably be too doped up to even realize he's in a fight" he joked causing you to laugh

"thanks but babe have you ever actually won a fight outside DnD?" you questioned and his face dropped into an expression of confusion and thinking

"uh not technically, well this one time-" you cut him off by kissing him and the second you pulled away, you could see the enamoration and love he has for you wash over his face

"when do we stop in Vegas?" you asked and he looked away for a moment as he thought about the schedule

"uh maybe like 2 weeks from tomorrow i think our show is there? why?" he asked and you smiled

"i think we should get married" you said as a smile grew on eddie's face

"you want to elope?" he asked and you nodded

"the whole nikki thing made me further realize that the only man i ever want to be with for the rest of my life is you eds, and i think it'll be romantic just the two of us together"

"sounds like a plan" he said ecstatically, kissing you

"wait what about nancy? didn't you and her already start planning wedding stuff, aren't you each others maids of honor or something?" eddie asked you once you pulled away

"what she doesn't know can't hurt her" you joked

soon enough, it was time for the boys to go on stage, and you kissed Eddie one last time before he ran from the side of the stage into the center as the music started to play

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you had just finished corroded coffin's set and were in the middle of watching mötley crüe's set, standing in the private section of the crowd to catch a couple of their songs before you headed back to the tour bus

"this next one goes out to someone in particular, hope you know i remembered the conversation babe" nikki said as the beginning of 'you're all i need' started to play

you looked at eddie, who was looking right at you and you both let out a small laugh, knowing about the conversation you had with nikki earlier and how you believed that he wouldn't even realize what he said till just now

"you know i love this song" you joked as you moved his arms around your waist and yours around his neck

you were pulled in close to eachother, enjoying the song as you stared into each others eyes and stealing kisses from eachother, feeling like the only two people in the arena

"yeah, i know you" he smiled

"you could probably write a better ballad that's all about me" you said and eddie shook his head with a smile

"don't you think nikki will be upset i'll have my own personal love song dedicated to only you as your wonderful, soon to be husband?" eddie said with a laugh and you let out a chuckle

"what he doesn't know can't hurt him" you smiled

fin.

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lovelaurs · 5 months ago

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Oooh more requests??? Part 2 of the zane one by chance?? Remember your water :D

AN UNDERSTANDING | part 2

you can find part 1 here!

pairing : mcd zane x gn reader synopsis : after receiving a job from the great priest zane, you accept it and begin working as his secretary. but, as you continue your job, you begin to notice that something is a bit... off about the priest. tags : romantic, build up, tension, fascination, workplace relationship word count : 1.1k a/n : oh man oh man i was REALLY excited to write this one! after leaving the original on such a cliffhanger, i actually thought about writing a sequel just for sillies anyway, so i'm really glad someone requested it! i definitely went slightly into the more darker side of zane along with his infatuation with the reader this time, so i hope you enjoy!' - by the way, i do intend on making a part 3 after the rest of my requests are done! can't wait to explore this story more!

MASTERLIST

It’s been a few weeks since you began your job as High Priest Zane’s secretary.

Along with the job coming with an immense salary you could never dream of having, you were also provided with your very own accommodations; in which you can serve the priest far more efficiently (his own words).

When you originally told your family about your new job, they didn’t believe you, berating you for taking the attention away from your elder sibling who recently got a promotion. It wasn’t until a group of O’Khasis knights and a carriage was brought around in front of your house that your family finally believed you.

As you began to bring all of your belongings to the carriage with the help of the knights, your family pleaded with you to share your earnings with them. Guilt tripping you and saying things along the lines of “You’re abandoning your own blood!” and “You can’t just turn your backs on us!”. Of course, you responded by purposely turning your back to them, inciting a rage in your family as the carriage took off to your new home.

A smile graced your lips as you watched them fade away from sight.

You would not miss their company one bit.

When you were brought to your quarters, you could barely stop your jaw from dropping at just how big the room was. The space itself was bigger than your family’s house; with windows large enough to start from the ceiling and end by the floor, to a massive carpet beneath your boots, and the ginormous bed they laid at the middle back wall of the room.

That doesn’t even begin with the wardrobe packed full of official-like clothes for your job!

It was amazing.

You would make sure to thank the High Priest for this later.

Of course, besides the room, there was the job you were given as well.

Besides the basic job of organizing papers, setting up meetings, and managing his schedule, things looked like they were going to get… messy.

It all started off easy, with the High Priest giving you directions as to what your job entailed; giving you a basic outline as to what he expected from you and how you were to act. It was pretty intense, but hey, that’s what you expected from someone in a high level of power such as his.

As weeks went by, your job became more and more interesting. Usually during meetings, you would be asked by High Priest Zane to take notes, however, as of recently whenever he’d meet with one of the members of the Jury, you would be asked to step into the hallway as they spoke.

Now, you have never been impolite, so you’ve never once purposely eavesdropped on a conversation. However…

It wasn’t your fault that the voices from behind the door were loud enough to hear, right?

You couldn’t help but overhear a scuffle from behind the door, a raised voice along with a thump.

What the hell was going on in there?

After a bit of a wait, a disgruntled member of the Jury rushed out the door, mumbling some sort of curses against the priest, leaving the door ajar.

Guessing it wasn’t that great of a meeting.

You took the opportunity of the opened door to peak your head in, taking a look around the room.

What you saw confused you, as the rug before his desk was moved slightly, with something on the floor that looked like… is that a tooth? And there seemed to be a stain by the edge of the carpet as well…

Just what happened during this meeting of theirs?

Your eyes soon found the priest, facing the window with his hands behind his back.

Without turning around, but seemingly sensing your presence, his voice echoed through the room. “Ah, that was quite a meeting.” He turned around to face your peeping eyes. “You can come in, you know.”

Shit.

Your body practically froze for a few seconds, hoping he was referring to someone else. But when it seemed that no one else was around, you began to slowly move toward his desk.

“High Priest Zane, I apologize for-” “Please, just call me Zane.” He rounded his desk and began to walk around you, his watchful eye never leaving you. “If we truly are going to work together I hope that we can be our true selves around each other, yes?”

You nodded. “Yes, High Pr- I mean Zane.”

“Good, good. Seems we’re already getting more acquainted.” His deep voice gave you chills as he continued to pace around you. “You know, those clothes I picked out for you truly make you look like a different person than when I first met you.” He smirked as he watched you repeatedly turn around to face him.

“You picked these out?”

He let out a deep chuckle. “Why of course I did. I have a keen eye for fashion, can’t you tell?” His hand gestured to his own attire as his eye wandered over you once more. He then turned to the door and shut it.

He was mad at you, wasn’t he? You peeped in when you weren’t supposed to and now you’re going to get fired- oh my Irene he’s definitely mad. The man began to approach you slowly. His boots sounded against the wooden floor before finally making contact with the carpet you stood on.

He approached you slowly, coming face to face with you. He slowly began to reach his hand out to your face, in which you responded by closing your eyes. You couldn’t help but gulp, which resulted in him humming in response.

You could feel his hot breath against your skin.

You slowly felt him as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, before he leaned in to whisper to you.

“You truly fascinate me.” His hand then cupped your cheek with his palm which caused you to open your eyes.

What you were met with was an extraordinary blue; one like you’ve never seen. You never noticed from afar, but close up? His eye was so enchanting, especially when it was focused on you.

You could barely tell that your own lips opened slightly as you were in awe of your superior’s appearance. He looked so ethereal up close- as if he were one of the gods you heard about in preachings before.

He began to lean in closer, causing your nerves to grow.

The priest simply placed a kiss on your forehead, before slowly pulling his hands back from you.

The action left you stunned.

As he walked past you to his desk, you simply stood in the middle of the room frozen, not knowing what in Irene’s name you should do next.

“I think that’ll be all for today.” He spoke nonchalantly, sitting in his chair while beginning to sign different papers. "You are dismissed."

You gave a quick “excuse me” as you left the room, your heart racing as you made your way to your own quarters for the night.

Your mind couldn’t help but be left scrambled after such a scenario.

What just happened?

@lovelaurs, 2024. do not repost this work in any way!

#lovelaurs fics #lovelaurs inbox #they had a consensual workplace relationship your honor #zane ro'meave x reader #zane x reader #zane ro'meave #mcd zane #minecraft diaries #minecraft diaries x reader #mcd x reader #aphmau zane #minecraft diaries zane

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carnivore-voyeur · 3 months ago

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Per Eriksson Live Summary - August 26, 2024.

This one was quite long! There's a few funny stories in there and he revealed a lot.

Per introduces the live as a "cult meeting."

He's still in Sweden.

Black River Kult specific updates:

Production issues with hoodies have been solved. Patches are delayed. Orders should be shipped out this week.

They're not going to do another drop until orders are sent out. Guitar picks will not be restocked. The Baphomet shirt will not be restocked.

Someone asked him for hair care tips and he joked that he needs hair care tips for thin, greying hair. He still wears nipple piercings (someone asked).

He has reiterated replicas are being made of his necklace in silver. They will not be cheap and they will be limited. There will be a waiting list. They'll probably cost over $200.

They might do leggings in the future.

He says Kult memberships are at capacity, so you can't officially join via the website until they make them available again.

Someone asked him if he can get them made with pockets, and he said he'd consider it. He's not really sure how they work.

He saved the live, but he said saving the live was contingent on him not saying something insulting or saying something stupid.

He said he's managed to piss people off in the past, which was not his intention at all. Direct quotes:

"I don't mean to insult people, but sometimes you insult people by mistake and sometimes you say something in passing that maybe people can take the wrong way."

"I get enough hate as it is, and if I say something stupid I just get more hate and that's - I don't need it."

He says he started collecting shirts when he was ~13, and he has hundreds of shirts. He has garbage bags of "retired shirts."

He never "lived" in Spain, but he rented an apartment there. He loves Barcelona.

He is friends with Nergal of Behemoth. He says he's a very sweet person.

He says he is working on a music project but he doesn't want to talk about it. He says it's cool, though.

Someone joked in the chat that they're his wife, and Per had to correct confusion in the chat saying this is what happens - people take passing comments out of context and believe them. He's not married.

Zero and Demon (his dogs) are at the Temple of the Black River (their house) where they work as high priests. Zero's full name is John Zero Costello.

He loves Iron Maidan. He grew up on them.

A little funny moment:

He said his necklace has been on his neck "every fucking- (he covers his mouth) every day - I didn't mean to say fuck"

Per hates being cold. He prefers hot. (Fire ghoul indeed). He says he doesn't have any fat on his body so he freezes a lot.

He likes The Walking Dead, but he hasn't really seen the last season(s).

He likes tea.

He said "I cannot make a heart with my hands" (Again lol)

He's very excited about the Silent Hill 2 remake and might want to stream it on Twitch. It's his favorite game of all time. He loves Resident Evil, too.

He mentioned again that he got his infamous Sodomizer tattoo when he was really young as a joke and he wants to have it covered up.

He doesn't regret his back tattoo, but it was painful and expensive. His chest tattoo is his first tattoo.

He would love to learn how to play piano.

He's been to Greece many times and he loves it. He's also loved Turkey. He's a big fan of the Netherlands, too.

Someone asked him what Sound the Dread Alarm comes from. (It's from a Tool song) He showed off his Tool tattoos. (💜💜💜)

(My username is also a Tool reference)

Someone asked if he was straight again. He is. They asked him if he was sure, and he said he's pretty sure. He would've known by now.

He said he's played guitar for 35 years but he's "still pretty sucky at it."

Someone asked him to show his hands and he immediately asked "why?" He was asked about his pinky. When he was 4, someone slammed a door on his finger by accident. The tip of his finger was hanging off. They tried to attach it, but it died. They had to amputate his finger.

The nail is still growing (this is common in finger amputees. It's called a hook nail.) He likes his "claw" - he thinks it's badass. He uses a nail clipper for dogs on it. He uses his nail to drum on glass cups. The only issue he has with it is that when the nail grows out, it catches on his guitar. (Yes, we know! Remember when it bled all over his guitar?)

He uses Tula skincare products (Per in his Beauty Influencer era) He said he walked into Sephora and walked up to the most good looking man in the store and asked him what he should use and Tula was what he used so he's been using it ever since. (It is a good brand, but omg 😂 Good for him for being man enough to ask)

He says some people ask him weird things in the chat.

He says he doesn't wear gold for religious reasons.

He does love Lady Gaga. Great singer. Extremely talented. (Aries folks always hype up Aries folks. 😛) He could not name a single Taylor Swift song.

He wishes he could be a vegan, but his diet is so poor that he will probably die if he cuts out meat entirely.

He's friends with Amon Amarth.

He's not a fan of "modern bands" like Falling in Reverse. He doesn't really understand them. (Not trying to insult these bands, just not his thing.)

(I'm assuming Per isn't big on Metalcore.)

He said he's had some paranormal experiences but not a lot that he wants to talk about.

He said that at the haunted museum in Las Vegas you have to sign a waver b/c you can leave with bruises or ripped clothes. His brand new pants did have rips in them after he visited.

He doesn't recommend going if you suffer from anxiety or you're easily frightened.

He wishes he could go diving with sharks.

He's not a fan of energy drinks.

He says people are obsessed with his height (and his hair). He's not very tall for Sweden. He's shorter than most of his friends. He says "who cares." He has no issue with his height.

He stopped smoking cigarettes, and he quit snus. (Snus is more common in Scandinavia). He did it cold turkey. He quit drinking ~12 years ago, with minimal slips back in between years. When asked about weed, he pretended not to know what that was lol.

He says he may be allergic to alcohol. It makes him very sick.

There's a famous picture of him on the floor and people think he was hammered. It's not true. He had pneumonia. (If you look at the blog post where the image originates, Per talks about being horribly ill. He was still smoking cigarettes, and there's an ash tray on the floor in that picture. Not a glass. He calls himself a fucking idiot for doing that while he has full blown pneumonia.)

He was asked about the picture of him standing with a comically large book. He was on tour with Opeth at the time. He doesn't remember what the book was about.

He learned to be a guitar tech along the way. He's a handy person and he studied as an electrician in school.

#per eriksson #instagram lives

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theside-b · 3 months ago

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That's a wrap on The Boyfriend and I honestly like it so much! Really hoping for a season two and currently sat and waiting for the special reunion episode!

Every pot has it's kettle, glad Shun found his in Dai — personally I wouldn't have handled that whole tantrum over a t-shirt and being compared to an ex but okay — also really pleased that Kazuto chose to pursue Alan on his own pace (something that Alan has hinted at in socials and seems more than okay with it [I still don't get where people see how Kazuto and Usak would be a good match thou]).

Gensei and Taeheon were such beautiful souls to watch, a shame Gensei got stuck in that awful loop with Ryota, but his tender moments with the rest of the cast were lovely and so were Taeheon's — I still can't believe they were not fighting for that man.

Accompanying Ryota sure was a journey, in a way he was similar to Ikuo in the crush department, failing in love almost randomly (I still question if that was a editing issue, since the show skips large periods of time). Ryota's infatuation for Kazuto was what made me think that Alan was the right choice for the chef, as soon as Alan realized that Kazuto didn't enjoyed being hounded (which was what most of them did [Ikuo's "would you allow me to fall in love with you?" still haunts me] he immediately backed down and let Kazuto set the pace between them).

Overall I thought it was a great show, very engaging with a colorful cast and very interesting dynamics, for example I thought the whole anonymous letter thing from the first week was underutilized, it created tension, excitement and confusion all in one go, they could've have used it more. It was also great having them doing something, the coffee business was fundamental for the show and it worked really well (although after Kazuto's reign they should install new rules prohibiting immediate repeats, that man was putting it in the work), and the dates were all unique, which was nice.

I do know it managed to score the coveted Nº1 spot in Netflix Japan, and considering how the threshold for realities are, I assume a season 2 is not far off, that and the fact that the boys also scored a special reunion episode.

My wish for a potential season two: Usak's return, really think he was overwhelmed by the whole thing but would do better a second time around. More participants. Usak, Alan and Ikuo all managed to change the atmosphere of the house when they showed up, Kazuto as well once he returned in full-capacity. Having a player disrupt the on-going vibe makes for a great show. And the setting: Maybe move the boys to the mountains, or to the city, a different season maybe, like a chilly winter working in a different business. And more dates. Don't get me wrong, I loved the idea that for you to score a date is needs to be mutual — Dai being crushed on the pajama party round was brutal, but highly entertaining lol But they were few and far in-between, so having more or even creating impromptu ones could be fun.

#the boyfriend netflix #it was soooo gooood #honestly alan was the mvp in my books #super empathetic and the big brother of the whole house

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sugoi-and-spice · 6 months ago

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My actual prediction for [REDACTED's] fate at the end of MHA, and just my big ol' meta on the whole situation.

Sadly, I don't think Shigaraki is coming back to life. I really fucking hope he does, but I can't believe it for two weeks and then watch it not happen, I will break . Yeah Horikoshi loves his fake out deaths... But idk, Shigaraki 's body is pretty damn gone. And he tends to pull his punches less when it comes to villains (Twice anyone?!)

I truthfully think the best chance we have of seeing him again is through One for All.

Shigaraki 100% transferred OFA back to Deku with that last bloody fist bump. That moment was a huge part of Horikoshi’s original ending with Bakugo, and I wouldn’t be surprised (or mad) if he decided to try to work it into this new version of his ending.

I think we probably will see Shigaraki again and get some more of that context and closure that we’re looking for, but it will be as a vestige within OFA. That’s my prediction, that’s the best direction that I can imagine this ending going in my little lizard writer brain. And I don’t think I’ll be mad about that. (But idk man, talk to me again in like 2 weeks lol).

I’ve always had a hard time believing that Shigaraki was going to make it out of this series alive. Of course, I’ve always wanted Horikoshi to find a clever way for him to do so without totally betraying his character -- I never believed that Shigaraki should fully join the side of the heroes. It’s just so antithetical to his mission and the message of MHA, nor could he ever just… live a normal life with every crime he committed, and him spending his life in prison would be just as miserable as him dying like this imo, no fucking freedom there. Sure, the simp in me wanted an ending where he got a redemption and life, but I certainly wasn’t optimistic. It would be a HARD fucking thing to do. I certainly don’t know how I would do it if I was in Horikoshi’s shoes, as a fellow professional writer (not just of romance either. I write and edit YA action fiction in my normie job, fun fact). I had hoped Horikoshi would figure it out, and a part of me is obviously hoping that Kurogiri managed to pull some hijinks and somehow warp him away, then he and his friends go on to live like little rats the way they have for the majority of the series, forever, buuuut-

I did always have a feeling he was probably going to go the Vader route.

Honestly, him dying beating the shit out of All for One is a pretty great exit for his character, feels more true than him sacrificing himself for the heroes’ side or humanity’s sake. It is the quickness with which this all occurred, the off-screen rescuing he had by Nana Shimura, and the lack of bodily autonomy in his death that I think is pissing people off. (It’s certainly what’s pissing me off). If we had even just gotten a moment of him having full control of his body again, looking up to the sky and seeing his friends waiting for him as he decayed away – or you know, just a death that lasted longer then two damn pages – I think the reactions wouldn’t be so visceral.

That being said. Horikoshi is a master chef, particularly when it comes to stories of recovering from trauma and getting closure, as well as tying up loose threads imo (remember when everyone though that he FORGOT the traitor plotline? Boy was that an embarrassing time for the fandom lmao), and this man has been cooking for a while now. MHA has been the best it has ever been in this Final Saga and I don’t think he’s done with this dish just yet, nor do I think he’s done with Shigaraki. Physically? Probably. But everything that Shigaraki represents and stands for in this series, no I don’t think this is the end of that. Just because we didn’t see those moments we wanted in this last chapter, doesn’t mean we won’t see them in the next.

So as shell-shocked as I am right now to see my ultimate comfort character (who I have a tattoo of by the way lol) fade away into dust, I’m gonna trust the process and Horikoshi for now.

It ain’t over til it’s over, as it were.

Peace.

(And all that being said, I probably will still write a fix it fanfic where he lives instead, regardless of how this is handled lmao)

#mha423 #bnha423 #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers

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dragonagitator · 1 year ago

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Spell to help heal a malfunctioning elevator:

Vegvisir, an Icelandic magical stave for the protection of travelers.

Scroll with the invocation "Gods and Goddesses of travelers, spirits of the land: Please heal, protect, and bless our elevator. Thanks."

Pretty little spice jar from my new favorite local hardware store (I like the vibes there).

A collection of healing crystals cleansed in salt and then charged in the light of Saturday's full moon (left to right):

Green Sandstone: "calming & uplifting" "renews & restores your depleted energies"

Fire & Ice Quartz: "cleanses energy" "balances energies" "connection to higher dimensions" [and floors, I hope]

Madagascar Tumbled Indigo Gabro: "strength & confidence" "protection" "transmutes negative energy & electromagnetic frequencies"

Aqua Aura Quartz: "master healing qualities" "interdimensional travel" [I figure if it can help one travel between dimensions then travel between floors should be easy, right?]

Raw Clear Calcite: "transmutes negative energy" "amplifies positive vibrations throughout any space" "powerful energy purifier!"

Angel Aura Amethyst: "transmutes negative energy into love" "protection from all types of harm"

Chiastolite: "strength, power, & perseverance" "protection against negative energy" "used to ward off curses & spells"

Honeycomb Calcite: "gently uplifts & amplifies energies"

Lava Stone: "grounding" "endurance & energy stability"

(Descriptions copied down from the cards at the crystals store. I don't actually know anything about crystals, I just read through all of the descriptions of all the crystals they had in stock and selected the ones that seemed of particular relevance to an elevator that keeps blowing a circuit board every time the elevator repair guys turn it back on.)

After assembling, I cupped the spell jar in my hands while focusing my intentions on "please start fucking working again, it's been a fucking week, for fucks sake!"

I gave it to the property manager this morning and he promised to tuck it into a corner of the elevator maintenance access closet. I believe that he'll actually follow through on that because the elevator repair company has been here every day and can't even figure out what's wrong much less how to fix it, and he's been bearing the brunt of the tenant ire over that.

Meanwhile, we just moved into a top floor apartment last week, the elevator broke in between loads (not our fault, the elevator maintenance company broke it during a scheduled upgrade), and 2/3rds of our stuff has been sitting in storage for a week until today, when property management finally gave up waiting for the elevator to get fixed and paid for some professional movers to haul it up the stairs for us.

So both the property manager and I have reached the point of "fuck it, let's try witchcraft."

#please pray for my elevator #witchcraft #spells #crystals

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adhd-demetri · 2 years ago

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Muddy Handful

Felix/Demetri & Child!shapeshifter!Reader

The sound of rain hitting an umbrella could be heard as Felix and Demetri walked around the gardens. It was a warm, rainy spring day.

You were feeling particularly energetic today. Energy seemed to course through you as you watched your guardians outside in the rain. You desperately wanted to join them. The rain looked so inviting, and you just wanted to play in it. The mud that formed just looked like fun!

You got an idea. They said you couldn't go outside because they didn't want you getting your nice clothes ruined, but what if you shifted? You wouldn't need clothes to go outside now, would you? No! So why worry about that silly rule?

Looking at the clothes you had on now, they were old and worn, mostly used for lazy days when there was nothing to be done. A day much like today. They wouldn't be missed if they were ripped, right?

You sat there at the door for a few moments before making your mind up. It was worth getting into trouble!

As the duo walked through the gardens, they both heard a noise coming from behind them.

"Felix? Do you hear that?" Demetri looked over to his friend.

"Oh. Oh no." Felix looked back to see you running full speed through the puddles like a wild animal.

"NO WAIT! LITTLE ONE WAIT!!" Demetri tried to call out, but you were already zipping past him at press-paw speed! You splashed water and mud all over both the vampires.

"Oh, this is not good. We can't let the child destroy Athenadora's garden." Demetri sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, frustrated.

"Agreed. Not only that, but have you ever tried to hold a muddy child or puppy before? Believe me, it is not easy. Aro had me mop the floors for 2 weeks straight last time this happened." Felix said as he rolled his eyes at your previous antics.

"You go left, I'll go right." Demetri said and pointed. Felix went to the left side of you while Demetri went to the right.

'Oh, they want to play!' You thought as you saw them walking. Your tail wagged as you bowed down and waited. The second they got close, you bolted! Your paws pressed into the mud beneath you, leaving paw prints behind. You felt the rain soak into your fur. You didn't care. You would shake it off anyway! Energy coursed through you like a live wire, burning to be released!

You bounded through the puddles as Demetri tried in vain to catch you. You managed to stop in front of him suddenly, causing him to slide to avoid tripping. "You pesky little brat!" He called out as his clothes got dirty. You let out a laugh like bark before running off again.

Felix only laughed. "What, scared to get a little dirty?" He asked in a teasing manner. You took this moment to jump on Demetri, leaving muddied paw prints on his clothes.

You darted away, leaving more mud all over the sophisticated vampire as he tried to catch you once more.

The flowerbeds were saturated with water, and the flowers leaned just a little from the rain. With a sudden stop, you slid through the flower beds, ripping up flowers and plants as you did. You knew you'd be in trouble for this later, but right now? You were living the dream!

"No no no!" Demetri yelled out. He was unable to grab you as he tried to catch you again. You dodged and ran from the side of the garden to the other one.

Felix smirked as you ran towards him.

"Come here, child. Don't you want to play? I sure do." Felix said, trying his best to coax you so he could grab you. Bracing yourself, you then turned suddenly just out of his reach! You slid through a puddle of water before flopping down to roll in it. It started to mix with the mud, and soon, it became a sloppy, mushy mess. You rolled around without a care in the world, the mud clung to your fur.

The rain started to pick up more and more, soon becoming a downpour. Your tail wagged as you rolled in the squishy mess, covering yourself in mud completely. The rain was coming down hard, making it difficult for you to see. But Felix and Demetri could see you perfectly fine.

You shook yourself as rain pelted down on your face, making it hard to see the two figures coming towards you. You got up on all fours, your little tail wagging side to side slowly.

"What's wrong, little one? Can you not see?" Demetri asked from the left to you. Your ears picked up Felix on your right. They both ran at full speed, and you jumped out of the way as the vampires collided, making a loud thunderous noise! You couldn't see, but you could certainly hear them.

Demetri and Felix were now completely covered in mud now as they both pushed each other off of themselves.

" Remind me why we thought it was a good idea to raise a shapeshifter again?" Demetri asked as he got up. His outfit was officially ruined now.

Felix simply got up, not too worried about his looks. He chuckled.

"Oh, you were the one wanting to start a family with something that Aro approved of. He said no to a human child. So YOU opted for this particular shapeshifter. The one with the worst case of zoomies ever." Felix said as he watched you bound across the gardens, destroying every plant in your path without a care.

You were digging and playing in the garden, ripping up tulips and daisies. You flopped down again and rolled around. As you were upside down, you saw both Felix and Demetri approaching. Getting up, you crouched down on your belly, ready to run again.

"Please just calm down for a moment, little one." Demetri told you, but you didn't listen. Felix lunged at you, only to miss as you bolted underneath him. Demetri grabbed your tail as you ran past him, but you kicked mud at his face, temporarily blinding him as he let go to wipe it off.

You ran farther down the garden wall till you came across the pond. You slowed down and came to a stop just before falling in. Felix, however, was not so lucky. He tried to stop but ended up sliding in the slippery mud. He managed to grab you by your scruff as he slid.

"Gotcha!" He yelled just before both of you went into the pond with a loud splash!

He held on tightly to you as he made sure to get you out first. He held you above the water as he got to the bank of the pond. Most of the mud came off of you in the water.

"Finally caught you! You sneaky little brat, you are in big trouble after that little stunt!" Felix got out of the water and held you tightly to him. Demetri let out a sigh of relief when he saw you had been captured. Your tail wagged as Felix went inside, Demetri trailing behind. The sound of mud and water dripping echoed through the halls. You had shifted back, so Felix wrapped you in a dry cloak from a nearby closet.

"By the way, you're grounded!" Felix told you as he held you as he headed back to his bathroom to give you a much needed bath. You giggled. You calmed down now since your energy had been burned out after your muddy run. It was worth being grounded! Demetri and Felix simply chuckled at you.

#the twilight saga #twilight renaissance #felix volturi #demetri volturi #volturi #reader insert #child reader

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mekazashitpost · 2 months ago

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I feel really bad for my manager. She's gone on holidays for a week and so far this is what's happened while she's been gone will update with more since more will most likely happen)

- first day gone, an item invoice is missing $88 and we can't figure out where from, called her and she said to wait till she gets back

- second day gone, a pipe in the back room had leaked over night and I had to save a box full of expensive stock (they were fine thankfully), the sink which doesn't drain had molded over, I was working with the owners son and he left early because he broke his braces so he called his dad in to finish his shift, the owner brought in a trolley full of puzzles (we don't have the shelf space for more puzzles) so he promptly rearranged the entire store and put stock everywhere, I left for the day and the owner finished after an hour and closed up. He locked the door and locked one part that can't be locked since it can't be unlocked and it has a sign on-top saying not to lock it.

-third day gone, the locked part door that can't be locked was stuck for the entire day the store was open, my co-worker called every single one of her friends to try get them to help unlock that part of the door, she called security too, none of them could unlock that part of the door, I tried with a screw driver and nope. Called centre management for help and were told it was our issue. Finally an hour before we closed my co-workers friend came in and they got it open

-fourth day gone, a lady in an electric wheelchair and no legs scootered past and stole puzzles from the front and drove off, my co-worker chased after her, got the puzzles back and promptly got into a fight with the centre security who were no help. They called one of the big bosses who just told them that my co-worker should of pushed the lady over 🧑‍🦲

-fifth day gone, nothing. Literally nothing happened. Finally. Annoying customer stood outside the door for 2 hours before we opened and when my co-worker finally opened and asked for 5 one piece cards but we didn't have any and he didn't believe us. But yeah. That's it. Manager for reception back and looked over the Snapchat and liked 2 messages before disappearing again so

One more day of holiday till she's back

#retail

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your-divine-ribs · 7 months ago

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All of Your Children Part 3

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THE TEST

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Three cups of tea later and you've finally managed to pee on the pregnancy test strip, Van's relief evident as he paces backwards and forwards in the bathroom.

"At last!" He cheers, darting forward to grab the strip from you.

"Wait!" You cry. "It's not instant!"

You laugh at Van's frustrated expression, all pent-up excitement bubbling away under the surface like a volcano about to erupt.

"Well... how long do we have to wait?"

You hold out a hand to him, feeling your own nerves jangling in your gut but trying to keep them contained. "Pass me the cap... that's it. Now we have to wait. It only takes 3 minutes."

"3 minutes?" Van exclaims like you've told him he's got a lengthy period of time to kill, and you giggle, instructing him to lay the test flat on the windowsill whilst you get off the toilet and pull up your underwear and wash your hands.

It's nerve-wracking enough as it is without watching Van's clear impatience. He alternates between pacing and bouncing on the balls of his feet and chewing on the nail of his thumb, random musings being muttered as they come to him.

"I'd have a ciggie but s'pose I should cut down... If you are pregnant then we'll have to cancel the American tour... and the UK one... god I really need a fag... this is the longest wait... it's gotta be 3 minutes by now..."

"Christs sake Van, chill out would you?" You blurt, your chest feeling tight, eyes flicking to the test perched there on the windowsill.

"But I can't chill out," he protests. "It's taking too long!"

"Well stop chuntering then!"

He stops still then, his eyes meeting yours, full to the brim with emotion. "I'm sorry, I just can't help it. I feel like I'm gonna burst!"

He looks so cute, full of childlike excitement, and you wonder how he's going to make it through nine long months of pregnancy if three minutes of waiting is proving to be a challenge. You glance at your watch to see that three minutes has indeed passed and you take a huge shaky inhale.

"Time's up!" You announce, reaching over to pick up the test and Van is at your side in an instant, one hand resting gently on your waist, his chin hovering over your shoulder.

"I'm bloody shaking," you complain, the test resting in your palm face down. "I don't think I can look. You look... no wait... oh god I'm so nervous!"

Van reaches over with his free hand, fingers curling around the plastic. "Right I'm turning it over in 3... 2... 1...!"

He flips the test over and you find yourself closing your eyes in a fit of nervous panic, only opening them when you hear Van breathe, "Fucking hell babe... we did it!"

The white plastic casing lies there in your outstretched palm, with the words clearly stated that you read over and over again, not quite being able to believe what you're seeing:

PREGNANT

1-2 weeks

"Oh fuck!" You say, and your voice comes out barely a whisper, your head feeling light, your knees buckling.

Luckily Van is there by your side and he grabs for your waist, steadying you, guiding you over to the side of the bath and urging you to sit down. The room feels like it's spinning, like you're on some nausea-inducing carrousel, emotions tumbling around incessantly.

"Are you okay love? You don't look so good."

Van sinks down on to his knees in front of you, his hands gently resting on your knees. His brows are knitted together in consternation.

"I'm ok... I'm just... oh god I don't know..."

You trail off uncertainly, wondering how on earth to put what you're feeling into words. You thought you'd be flying as high as a kite with joy, ecstatic and excited, and it's come as a huge shock to you that you don't actually feel any of those things. Instead you're struck with a disquieting feeling of anxiety. And what makes it even worse is you feel guilty for not letting Van enjoy this life-changing moment.

"Aren't you... happy?" He says warily.

"I am... I'm really happy, but..." You pause, at a loss for words. "I think I'm just in shock. It's just... it's actually real. We're having a baby. An actual baby. A real life little person. What if... what it something goes wrong. What if we can't cope?"

Van immediately reaches for your hands, entwining his fingers through yours. You've got your eyes closed, screwed shut, trying to steady yourself as the worries consume you, but then you hear Van's voice, calm and soothing.

"Y/N... look at me... c'mon babe open your eyes and look at me... that's it."

Your eyes flick open and see him kneeling there before you, his eyes locked on yours, an earnest expression on his face. He squeezes your hands tight as he talks.

"I love you.... You know that right? You're more important to me than anything. Music, the band... even that little baby right now. We're in this together, you and me. And no matter what happens we'll get through this... together. If you've changed your mind... if it's not the right time after all..."

"NO!" You cry with force as the insinuation in his words sinks in. "I know what you're going to say and don't say it. I want this baby, I really do, I'm just scared..."

He pauses, his eyes simmering with so much love and affection that you can feel a lump in your throat and tears pricking your eyes, deep emotion surging in you.

Those damn hormones!

"You've got nothing to be scared about... I'm here."

"But what if I'm a shit mum?" You blurt out, and as soon as the words leave you, you realise how silly they sound and a smile finds it way on to your lips.

Van's smiling too, shaking his head. "You're going to be amazing, I can just tell. Look how well you look after me, eh?"

You laugh then, blinking back the tears but a solitary one finds it's way down your cheek. You go to take your hand from Van's to brush it away but he beats you to it, raising his hands up to your face to cup your cheeks, gently wiping away the tear with the pad of his thumb.

"Yeah... and I guess you're just like a big baby!" You giggle. "Making a mess, throwing tantrums when you don't get your own way!"

Van's eyes widen in mock-offence. "Me throwing tantrums? What about you when I came in late the other night when I'd been out with Benji? You were in a right strop!"

"Too right!" You counter, smirking at him cheekily. "You woke me up crashing around and you're a right pain in the arse when you're drunk. Anyway, as the mother of your child I make the rules now and things are gonna change around here. Rule number 1... I'm always right!"

"Oh yeah?" He grins back, his hands dropping down to your hips, his fingers splayed wide. "And what's rule number 2?"

"Errr..." You raise your eyes to the ceiling, pretending to be deep in thought. "It's basically the same as rule number 1... And I want breakfast in bed at the weekends!"

"Yes ma'am!" He chuckles, rising up on to his feet, pulling you up with him.

You both stand there for a long moment, gazes locked, arms wrapped tightly around one another. All your earlier worries seem to be melting away, replaced with a warm, excited kind of contentment.

"I love you Y/N," he says, his voice soft. "And we're gonna love this baby, and you're gonna be an amazing mum... Fuck... I can't actually believe it... I'm gonna be a dad!"

His mouth drops open in wonder and you can feel the pride radiating off him already. You push yourself up on to your tip-toes to kiss him, laughing when his slack-jawed expression remains, opting to pepper small kisses all over his face instead, ending up on his lips as he hums an approval, returning the kiss.

"And you're gonna be the best dad... daddy!"

You both start laughing, eyes twinkling, almost drunk on the giddy feeling of excitement, each of your heads filled with dreams of parenthood.

Eventually you break away, reluctantly, telling Van you need to shower. He lets you go, leaving the bathroom with a definite spring in his step, singing to himself as he goes. You find you can't stop smiling, your hand absentmindedly stroking your belly.

Your good mood lingers as you shower and get ready for the day, your guilt at phoning in sick from work now that you know you're not actually poorly rapidly dissipating as you smell the scent of bacon as you wander into the kitchen. Van hardly ever cooks and it always amuses you to see him standing there in front of the cooker, pretending he has everything under control, concealing a slight sense of panic as he dashes about, checking on various cooking appliances. It's not that you have an uneven relationship when it comes to domestic chores, it's just that you love to cook and you nearly always find yourself taking over, or 'interfering' as Van likes to call it when you see him struggling.

"Ah... there you are," he says, looking mildly frazzled as he pulls out the grill pan to turn the bacon over that's sizzling away. "Just fancied a bacon sarnie. I was gonna ask if you wanted one but I know you've already had breakfast."

The bacon smells heavenly... and surprisingly Van hasn't burnt it... yet. You feel your belly growl at the thought of a bacon sandwich. "I'll have one too please, I'm actually starving!"

"Really?" He says, crossing over to the toaster and ejecting two rounds of blackened toast which he frowns at before tossing into the bin.

"Yeah, well I'm eating for two now aren't I?"

The phrase sets off a goofy grin on your face which Van returns, before he's delving into the bread packet, taking out fresh slices.

"Lightly toasted for me please... not charcoal!" You tease, dodging to the side as he swipes at you with a tea towel.

You enjoy a leisurely morning eating breakfast, then you make tea and wander into the garden with your mugs, settling down on the comfy cushioned rattan sofa that Van had purchased a few weeks back when there'd been a heatwave, the early autumn promising an Indian summer as you'd basked in the warm temperatures. Van had wanted to buy a hot tub instead, but you'd talked him out if it, thinking much more practically. You sit there now, soaking up the mid-morning rays, Van sitting at one end and you at the other, legs stretched out and resting in his lap. He has his hands on your shins, thumbs gently rubbing over your skin as you chat.

"Wonder what he's gonna look like... like is he gonna take after you or me the most? Me I reckon... he's gonna be great at footy."

Van's got a faraway look in his eyes, like he's trying to peer into the future.

"He?" You reply. "What makes you think it's going to be a boy? I reckon it'll be a girl."

You find your hand tracing your abdomen again, looking down and imagining the fabric of your dress stretched over a huge, round, swollen belly. The thought excites you.

"A girl's good... or a boy. I honestly don't mind. As long as it's healthy it's all good with me."

"I hope it's a girl," you laugh. "I don't wanna be outnumbered!"

"What if it's twins?" Van's face lights up. "Or triplets? That's even better!"

Panic shoots through you at the thought. "Bloody hell Van, don't! One at a time please!"

You carry on chatting, theorising what your child will look like, whose personality they'll resemble more, even getting ahead of yourselves and plotting out their future career. The morning stretches on, your excited chatter interspersed with more cups of tea and plentiful toilet breaks for you (how can the baby be squashing your bladder already?)

Before you know it it's nearly lunchtime and you announce that you're going inside to see what's in the fridge, when Van stops you, his hands tightening their hold on your legs as you go to swing them down to the floor and get to your feet.

"Hold on... don't get up yet. There's... errr... something I wanna give you."

"Oh?"

You look at him, your interest immediately piqued at the awkward, almost nervous look which seems to have settled itself on his features. It's most unlike Van. You watch suspiciously as he fidgets in his seat, finally letting go of your legs which you plant on the floor, waiting.

He pats the cushion right next to where he's sitting. "C'mon, c'mere."

"What is it?" You ask, getting up quickly and stepping towards him, taking the seat next to him, angling your body towards his.

He rubs his hands on his jeans, taking a deep breath which again strikes you as a nervous action. Your intrigue is in overdrive.

"Now you gotta close your eyes."

"What? What is this? Just tell me!"

"Nuh-huh," he shakes his head, smiling now. "Now do as you're told! Go on!"

You scrunch up your face, sticking out your tongue at him in a silly gesture. "God you're so bossy!"

"Y/N!" He sounds exasperated now so you concede with a grin, making a show of screwing your eyes shut tight and even putting your hands over your eyes for good measure.

"You got 'em shut?" You hear him say, and you feel his elbow nudge gently into your side.

"Yeah, yeah, they're shut!"

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure!"

"No peeking!"

"I'm not! Just get on with it! I'm impatient now!"

You start to giggle, frustrated but in a purely excited way. You're at a loss to imagine what Van's doing. If he's bought you a gift you'd have thought he'd have got up and gone back into the house to retrieve it, but you can feel his body still next to yours, although you can hear him shifting his position and feel his thigh rubbing up against yours as he positions himself presumably facing you on the chair.

"Hold on... don't look yet," you hear him mutter, and you realise by his voice that he's close. Really close. He's practically speaking directly into your ear.

"What are you..."

"Don't look!" He urges quickly.

You've tied up your hair in a messy ponytail to keep it out of your face and you feel something brush your neck. It tickles and makes you jolt and you catch your bottom lip in your teeth to stifle a giggle. You can tell Van's really near now, leaning into you. You can actually feel his warm breath on your face.

"Can I open them yet?"

"Hold on... just a sec... nearly done..."

His fingers brush your neck again, but there's something else, another sensation. You feel something laying on the bare skin of your upper chest, just along the neckline of your dress.

"There... there... done it. You can look now."

Your fingers instinctively reach up to the feel of something cool and light on your skin, touching it just as you open your eyes to see Van beaming at you. You can feel a pendant attached to a thin chain, your fingers closing around it as your eyes go straight to Van's neck, noticing his own necklace is missing.

"Van! Your necklace!" You breath, shock flooding you as you turn the semi-circular pendant over and over in your fingers. It's definitely his, you can feel the semi-circular shape and the raised icon on its surface.

He doesn't say anything, he just grins in that boyish, slightly crooked way of his that you love so much.

"But... but you never take it off! Your dad gave it to you!"

His grin widens as he reaches for your hands, taking them in his.

"I know... but I also told you the story behind it didn't I? It's supposed to be passed down to my kid one day, and I want you to do that Y/N. This is it now... me and you. Us two... well us three soon." He pauses, his eyes flicking down to your belly. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

You're speechless for a moment, letting the weight of his words sink in. Then you're laughing and smiling, pulling your hands from his grip so you can reach out for him, taking his face in your hands and pulling him to you in a sweet kiss.

"I love you so much Van. I'm so happy... you make me so happy!"

"I love you too Y/N... so much."

#all of your children #dad van #van mccann x reader #au fanfic #vanfic

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mccoys-killer-queen · 11 months ago

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Meeting Lawrence Gowan: The Complete Saga

Okay so I still keep thinking that this happened only 2 days ago but it's been almost a week now so I figured I owe you guys a summary of what happened last Tuesday (plus this story didn't even reach its conclusion until yesterday so it's good that I waited to tell)

firstly: this was my first time outside of America and I did it solely so I could go to a Gowan show (because the Gowan material is only known in Canada so he only tours there) so I was willing to do whatever it took to get as much as I could out of this.

I had befriended a local couple while waiting in line for the show, we sat by each other during the show and I asked them if it's easy to go around back to try and meet the bands here and they were like oh yes we do it all the time here so they showed me afterwards

the show was ABSOLUTELY incredible like it was just so much fun there was so much chemistry between Gowan and the crowd and UGH everyone had a blast it's easily one of my fav concerts of all time

after the show me and this couple went around back and talked to some of the roadies and the opening act

the roadies said it would be at least 45 minutes to an hour before Gowan came out. I was willing to wait. I came all that way so I was gonna be insane and try my chances

the couple left, I remained. No one else remained.

it was COLD it was 19 degrees (-6C) but it wasn't bothering me too much

i started waiting a bit after 11 and it wasn't until exactly midnight that something happened...

people who worked at the venue came and went, everyone def saw me waiting in the alley/parking lot behind the venue (which was small btw) but no one spoke to me the whole time or caused a fuss or tried to kick me out thank god,,, i know how I looked

at about 11:57pm i looked up at the full moon and took a picture of it. I had said to myself I was gonna wait until midnight then head back to my hotel, so I was starting to feel a little low as the time drew near. I wasn't ready to head back just yet.

Less than two minutes later, the back door of the venue opened again, but someone propped it open, and several people filed out

one of them was Larry

***

immediately I took a step or two forward and just went "oh my god-!" because I genuinely could NOT believe that he was actually there- thirty seconds before that moment I was losing hope and THEN-

of course I awkwardly said hi, Larry smiled real big and said hi back, and he went "You must've had a good time, you were right up front!"

I told him that YES it was the best

He gave his bags to someone else to put in the van (or he put his stuff in the back of the van I don't remember exactly) and said he'd be a minute or something like that

"You must be freezing!!"

"I am! :D sorry, I'm crazy, but i came so far I figured I'd try anything to meet you"

he was right in front of me and had like the BIGGEST smile on his face the entire time he is so cute I still can't breathe

we're like the exact height he's shorter than I expected and while looking into his eyes right in front of me I just COULDN'T FATHOM THAT HE WAS RIGHT THERE like it was SO surreal and I was IMMEDIATELY face to face with him and it took me a moment to get a grip bc in the back of my head i was just constantly thinking "no WAY this is actually happening holy shit"

he asked me my name so I told him and he was like "nice to meet you, Rachel!" so I went "nice to meet YOU"

i also said the cold wasn't too bad for me because I'm from Pennsylvania, to which he mentioned their one manager guy is from Philly

i told him where i live in relation to Philly and he asked exactly where I'm from

i told him the exact name of the town I live in, then struggled to describe its location bc i live in bumfuck nowhere

i asked him if he's heard of this type of beer that's made close to where I live and he kinda awkwardly shook his head and I was like "that's just what I always ask people when I'm really out of town and trying to describe where I live"

he asked me how I got to Ottawa and if I drove (I did not, I flew in from NYC)

somehow I wasn't TERRIBLY AWKWARD i think I did great ngl

he must've said the words "you must be freezing" at least 3 times and i'm not even joking like him being concerned about my body temperature is a running theme in this story you can't make this shit up i swear i have photographic proof just keep reading

i couldn't stop looking into his eyes and smiling and it felt so wonderful just to look at him and it just felt so suddenly intimate overall I wonder if he felt it too, like it just felt as if it was so right, like something in the universe had finally aligned and something secret and sacred was happening or maybe i should just shut up

i don't remember the PRECISE order this convo went in like we talked about a few different things in a VERY short amount of time i stg it felt like we spoke for 5-10 minutes but it was literally like 2

did I mention he is literally so adorable

i thanked him for taking the art print at the very end of the show (you've all seen my Gowan piece) and told him it made me so happy and he was like "you did a great job!!! now did you make that?"

I was like "yes I did make it!! I also made one of Tommy and the Styx instagram page shared it and Tommy actually saw it which was really cool!!" and he looked so happy i would die for him

he said to me "I don't know how you got the- piano stand to look like that...!"

i told him that wasn't even the hardest part- that the hardest part was drawing his pants because they were so wrinkly

he thought that was really funny (I am going to get such a good grade in Gowan. Something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve)

i told him I was at the Allentown show for Styx back in August and he was like "oh really?" and I said that I was the only one in a Gowan shirt

to which he said "ahh so I definitely pointed you oot then" (yes his accent slipped through I couldn't believe it)

I told him that yes he pointed me out right at the first song and I'll never forget it (I'm such a fucking dweeb)

I said "I swear I feel like I'm the only Gowan fan in America sometimes" and he said someone at the show tonight was from California which made me go "really??"

he told me the Gowan records were never released in the US (which I did not know)

so I told him that despite that, I do have two of his albums and found them somehow, but they're stamped promo copies

I told him he should do a small Gowan tour in the US- even if it's just for two people (referencing myself and the California person) and he just kinda sheepishly rolled his eyes and was like "ohh I don't know..."

he asked me if I got a pick, so I said yes bc both he threw one at me, his brother gave me one, and his son gave me a setlist

i don't remember how the convo ended, but eventually Larry said he was gonna head onto the van, so I asked if we could get a picture quick, to which he said something like "of course we can!"

he said "let's take it over here" and led me just inside the back door of the venue that was still propped open because he was like "let's get out of the cold" or implied that or something he's just sweetest like UGH

we leaned into each other, I held up the phone, IMMEDIATELY noticed my bangs got sucked under my beanie, said "god, you can't even see my bangs-" ripped off my hat, very quickly pulled my bangs forward, then took 3 photos of us.

I thanked him for the photo, and thanked him so much for taking the time to talk to me, and he said he appreciates me coming "all this way"

it was here that I wanted to hug him SO BAD he looked so huggable in his dapper coat and scarf tucked into it, but it didn't feel appropriate at the moment to hug him, but also i think he was expecting me to hug him ? there wasn't really an opening for it to happen and I don't think shaking his hand was a better option so I didn't try either. The photo and convo and just the overall ENERGY felt so intimate already- why push it? I just kept being modest and not overstepping any boundaries (he probably knows I was too shy in the moment to hug him)

as we walked to the van together, he said "I hope you don't have far to go"

I said it's a short walk back to my hotel

he said "I hate to see a young lady like you out by yourself this late"

and I was playfully like "I'll be fine- unless you wanna walk me there" like I was SMOOTH AS BUTTER GUYS

I said this as he was getting in the van, and he just got a little bashful and chuckled "I did not bring a big enough coat!!"

he wished me safe travels, said it was nice talking to me or something, and that he'll see me on the road

I'll be hearing "safe travels, Rachel!" in the back of my head for the rest of my life

"You too! Have a great night!"

***

then I kept walking away, refusing to look back because HGGGGHHHHHH IS HE LOOKING AT ME WHILE I WALK AWAY WOULD I EVEN BE ABLE TO SEE IF HE IS????

i just kept walking up the block and turned the corner and looked to see if anyone was around and i started RUNNING AND LAUGHING AND COVERING MY MOUTH AND JUMPING I had never felt so happy in my entire life I stg it felt like Singing In the Rain but in the middle of the night in Ottawa

I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO TELL ANYONE WHAT JUST HAPPENEDNEWORFNWRONQR

i knew I couldn't tell anyone straight away- because there was one person who needed to hear from me before anyone else did-- Larry.

the second I got back to my hotel, i immediately sat in the lobby, pulled out my phone, and texted him that I got back safely. I figured I owed it to him- especially because he seemed so concerned for me, the sweetheart

i went up to my room, and holy shit.

I got changed, threw myself on my bed, and thought about how I'm gonna tell everyone that I just met Lawrence Gowan ????

I took a selfie of my "nobody knows I just met Larry" face because secret secret I've got a secret it was such a funny feeling dfoigndfogefeogvso only I knew that the most incredible thing in the world had just happened, and I wanted to hold onto that moment for just a littttle bit before I told anyone else

I sat up and opened up insta, instinctively went into my DMs, and saw "Lawrence Gowan- seen just now" and then-

this motherfucker was texting me already, half an hour after we spoke in person

I got up and stood at my window and just started sobbing (but no tears came). This was the greatest moment- the greatest feeling on earth- and I never wanted it to end. Six months ago, I didn't even know this man's name, now here I am, in a foreign country, having him text me in the middle of the night after we just met in person. If you told me six months ago that i would be in this situation with "the piano guy you saw with styx at m3", that we would have history together, that he would quickly mean so much to me, i would've been like "holy SHIT ? ?? what HAPPENED??"

I checked his message-

this motherfucker really is concerned about me getting warm, huh

I sent him a quick "back at ya!" and that was that.

I quickly got some photos edited the next morning and posted them to my story (he shared them!) and shared the photo of us together (which he liked and sent his dumb little avatar in reply to as always gkjnfdogwnergw)

i had this sinking feeling that i needed to tell him more- have him understand better just how much joy our little interaction sparked. I decided to text him again the morning I went back to the States (something a wee bit lengthy and thought out) letting him know that as my first foreign trip came to an end, he made me feel so welcome in a place where I had not a single person who knew me or was glad to see me (except for him!) I told him a bunch of things, most importantly that he should know how much he's loved in America (at least by me)

days went by and he never opened these messages- until yesterday.

this motherfucker REALLY WANTS ME TO STAY WARM HUH

anyway this is the single most sweetest text i've ever gotten i want it framed on my wall tattooed on my face woven into my DNA etc and this man is the only true gentleman i've ever met

moral of the story is i would die for this old man but what else is new also i spent $600 this morning on a Styx ticket so I can be close to Him again at the end of July goodnight <3

#gowan #lawrence gowan #styxposting #styxblr #my photos #i feel like we could be good friends tdsfvdfomptmtg we're the same breed of A Bit Silly #concert log #concerts

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motherhoodministry · 1 year ago

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24 weeks to my truth...

It's been 16 weeks since I've had the courage to express my color perspective of my reality. Much has happened and now I am ready to resume my focus back to MY TRUTH....

My babies are back with me. I began this pregnancy journey with just my youngest and my oldest son. Now, I have my middle babies here with me as well. I feel way completer and more balanced now they are here. My baby boy is over the moon about Elo (that's my unborn son's name). Every day when I come home from work, he meets me with love and kisses for my belly. My middle daughter, my dark child, isn't so welcoming right now. I know it's because he's not here yet. She's the type that wants to wait until she holds him to bond with him. I believe that she will be the one to spoil him the most.

I have begun a new career with an awesome company. I am over the moon to have such an opportunity. I worked hard for it and I know this is exactly what I need to assist me in creating the life I desire for my little ones. They have an excellent maternity leave package and are very supportive of my pregnancy. I am constantly smiling at work and have amazing co-workers. Also, my manager is amazing. I have received everything I have desired and more when it comes to my career.

I currently live in a small apartment with my babies. It's taking time for me to build myself back up but I am slowly. At first, I was completely impatient with myself but the universe humbled me quickly. Where all I could do was cry and just let go. Things are often tough right now because I reside so much in my femininity that I don't have the energy to WILL my way into anything. This is what I want, to trust the universe and just receive. I just struggle with it because I want so much for all of my babies. I often feel that I can't give it to them. I am not a father so I can't be a father to them. I only have 2 incomes so far, which would be fine if I had 2 children and I. I have 5 children, with one of them back home in GA with my mother and sister that I care for emotionally, mentally, and financially. My little ones have these dreams and I just to aid them in every part of their journey. My oldest daughter will be going to school soon and I will most likely be the one helping her with all that she wants to accomplish. Sometimes I just breakdown and cry because I feel that I am constantly failing them by not being able to fully be provided for them on my own. None of their father's help and the ones would contribute something only wants to if " I give a little, to get a little". I know I am a good mom, at least better than the one I choose when I came into this reality. I just struggle because I wish I did most of my healing work on self BEFORE I began to welcome life into this reality. There have been moments in life where I concentrated so much on one dimension, I never knew how my pain was spilling over and affecting my babies. In pain, I choose men who didn't want to be fathers. While in my pain I choose not to connect and heal myself because I didn't feel worthy of relief. Now, 5 babies later and 1 on the way I am realizing so much more about my worth as a woman, a mother, and a leader.

Being pregnant with my little joy has brought me full circle to my TRUTH. No more running from my words and those who may find perception or comfort in them. I am back to continue my Pregnancy affirmation journal and hope to have it printed and ready for sale by the time my little one arrives, which will be 02/14/2024.

Let us begin.

Physical prompt: How has your body changed since the beginning of your pregnancy? Reflect on the physical transformations you've noticed.

Affirmation: "My body is a miraculous vessel, adapting beautifully to nurture my growing baby."

I am in the favorite part of pregnancy. I feel his kicks and movement, which brings me joy that strong little prince is feeling snug and secure within my being. I believe I am much bigger than I have been in the past with my prior babies. I am only halfway there, and my pregnancy waddle is very evident most days. I have aches and pains from time to time while walk. Lying down is my preferred method of relaxation. I am constantly rubbing myself to self sooth as my body grows. My hips are getting wider, yet stronger. I am carrying low, like most women who carry boys. I love my cravings and the satisfactions of my cravings. I can tell that Elo loves that part to. I can smell something that instantly makes me salivate and within minutes he's kicking giving the approval that he's on board with what it was too. I am glowing and my hair has grown luxuriously. My sister says I look younger in my pictures lol Of course my prince is turn back the hands of time of mommy.

Emotional Prompt: Reflect on your support system. Who has been there for you during your pregnancy, and how do they contribute to your emotional well-being?

Affirmation: "I am surrounded by a loving and supportive network that nurtures my emotional health and well-being."

In the beginning I felt hurt that the one I wanted to be there decided not to be present for us. Now, I am happy that the ones who choose to remove themselves, did so. With my babies here surrounding me with abundance of laughter, love and support I have so much confidence about bringing Elo home to meet his family. My sister has been there for to emote and give me so much encouragement while I've been riding a roller coaster ride of emotions. The co-creator of Elo tried a pitiful way of reaching out through social media. I blocked him. He chose his path, and I chose mine. There's nothing left to say.

Mental Prompt: As you prepare for the arrival of your baby, what mental preparations are you making?

Affirmation: "I am actively preparing my mind and acquiring knowledge to ensure a smooth transition into motherhood."

Although this isn't my introduction into motherhood, I am fully aware of the major shift I will be embarking once my beautiful life form becomes into a solid form within our reality. I have been meditating daily and being very gentle with myself. This will help me while giving birth and to assist in stabilizing myself once he is out in this world. I am also reading much more. I truly believe what you expose yourself mentally while pregnant is being passed on to the creation of your own.

To my mother's: Be aware of what you expose yourself to because our little ones absorb these energies into their being as well.

Spiritual Prompt: Reflect on the spiritual aspect of your pregnancy. How has this experience deepened your connection to the divine or the universe?

Affirmation: "I am spiritually attuned to the miracle of life within me, connected to the universe's wisdom and guidance."

Every pregnancy is different and brings you closer and closer to the knowing that you are a divine vessel continually creating. Carrying my 6th child that has choose me to be the portal for his awakening is such a profound calling. Our little ones choose us to guide them and love them as fulfill their life's purpose. This blessing has brought me close to my own divinity by showing me my strength and resiliency despite any unkind conditions.

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Crystal Hearts

Prequel PT3: You and me

➽──PREVIOUS───CH16───NEXT───❥

2 weeks Later

Your having a big problem as you look at the red crystal hearts you barely manage to get those few months you been living in the human world. It's only two at least.

It was made by doing a little cheating with a skill your cousin teach you out of the blue " hypnosis " as well being an actor like he is.

Through you only use them to gain popularity in a cringe and Clichy school romance you force yourself into to gain shoujo worthy lovey-dovey worth of crystal hearts, but no.

You suffer the consequences because you have to attend school activities to be called the popular kid. Making you mess out many magic lesson with your new found friend.

"I hate this job." You grumble as you clench the bag of noir hearts you get from the consequences of being famous. " [ Purifier] " you mumble as you watch the black crystal turn Blanc or white. You continue to do this till the bag all become bag of full of Blanc.

"I wanna drop out." You remember that you have exams this week. Making you unable to meet up with your new friend even more!

You put the Blanc to the grinder you brought with you from the world of fae and start to turn them into fine sweet powder. " Agh ... Shoujo manga is a lie. It's a bull crap. " You start really regretting what you decided to do a few months back.

You sigh the nth time as you start making sweet to calm yourself down. While you zoon out, you start to make bunch of batches of sweets to the point you snap out of it with bunch of cute bags of candies and sweets on the table.

"Oh crap!" You cannot believe you made bunch of sweets again! Aira would be mad! "Oh wait his not here..." You mumble as you take one pack and start eating.

"Hmm. I Should been studying but like ... What if I'm the stupid cutie to gain crystal Hearts? Ah. But cutie only get into pink color... Those aren't love heart. It's just crush." You start to debate about life choices after eating one pack of sweets.

"Nii-tan won't be back till late. Hmm. I'm all alone, a perfect reason to study." You mumble as you put all the sweets to your space and prepare to leave the apartment. "I should go visit my new friend~ ehehe~" and so the idea of studying went out of your brain as you leave the house.

You arrive in the park and saw no friend of your is there. You sigh dejected that his probably gotten bored for waiting for you for days, since you don't show up for a week or so now.

You look down at your hand and stared at the strings. You could always follow the strings and go to where he is right now. But his probably busy. Dropping off the sweets to secret hidding spot you two have, you left.

"oh! Sweets!" kohaku who just arrived in the park secret hide out saw packs of sweets on container can't help but smile and pick one of it and start to nom.

He look around the place but found no sign of mc. " I miss them..." He felt dejected, he can't just go to where you are either, he don't know where you live.

"I wonder what they even doing those days..." He mumble as he take a seat. " I... " He sigh when he remembers his father have push the matter again and now he only have two weeks left but he cannot catch you at all, you guys keep missing out each other when you two goes to your secret hideout.

His eyes went down to the beautiful strings.

" I'll go look for them tommorow." He smile as he takes the sweets with him to go home

The next few days, kohaku have went and follow the strings and he found himself in such scene.

"I love you! Pls go out with me!"

His eyes widen as he saw someone confessing to you.

"Okii!. Let's go out of the school building then AHAHAH☆ ～('▽^人)"

You giggle as you offer your hand to your school mate who is embarrassed but chuckle at your literal sense of things.

" N-no! I mean in a date..."

'... There not going to accept it right?' he gulp as he realize his intruding in some matter he shouldn't be in. Yet there's a awful feeling in the pit of his stomach, he can't bare to not witness and not know.

"'okii." You stared at the crystal heart that is close to being red. Your eyes sparkle at the thought of having another one after so long.

"R-really?!"

"Yup! I'm very straight forward person! Ahaha~ come let's go back to class first, then after school. We can go have a date!" You giggle as you grab his hand, your acting have resurface.

Holding your school mate hand, your next target. You left with glee.

' this would make three hearts! Ahaha!'

"..." the person hidding from the bushes come out, his eyes stared dead in the direction where you two went.

Drip

Drop

"Ah... " He snap out of his as he heard something dripping, he look down at his hand that is clenching too much that his nails start to wound his palm. "What... What am I feeling..." He held his chest, he felt sour feelings that choking him but can't understand it. His too new to such feelings.

"... I'll just snoop around... To understand it.." he mumble as he wipe the blood off his hand in his pants, he then trail behind you, watching you from the shadows.

"I'm not good in arcades. Yua." You quickly says in full honesty to your date, Yua.

"Oh! I'm not good either...? Ahaha." They also confess. The two of you are now looking at the huge marshmallow squishy on the arcade machine. "Through I'm shocked you have something your not good at. You always seems to exile in school."

"Ahaha~ you jest me. I thought I was going to fail the exam, you know!" You quickly humble out. You take out your cute coin pouch and place it to the arcade since your going to use it anyway, it's too tiring to take it out over and over again. putting some coins into the arcade machine. " Do you believe in magic? I can try use magic trick to win! " You joked as you try to move the claw toward a certain Sakura theme marshmallow. Pressing the bottom z, you watch how it don't even budge the damn thing. You repeated it till you only have few cents left.

"Okii, time to use magic!" You were about to throw a punch to the machine.

"Please don't joke around Fairy-san." Yua quickly stops you from trying to cheat to win. You pout.

"But it eat my coins! Ah! I work hard for those coins!" You have to beg, the emperor to transfer some cash, he does so after he made you do a baby shark video wearing a shark custom with a baby cloths on it. You have to swallow your embarrassment and hate for Ei for making you be watch by your friends on live cam.

You swear your were discovered for stealing his pillows from last time and his being petty about it!

"Ahaha. Your so silly sometimes, Fairy-san." Yua mumble as they take out their wallet to try the game themselves as they plan how to get the stuff toy, you look at the glass of the machine, you saw glaring purple eyes peaking from the corner of the arcade before hiding after he realize you notice him.

(Why are you following me?)

You sigh as you finally talk to him, he been following you since earlier. Again.

He don't reply at all.

( Ahaha... Shoot are you mad cause I dont meet up with you for a while? )

You tried to talk to him but he refuse to answer back. You sigh as you look at your date.

(I really shouldn't chat with you since I need to be respectful for my date. So chat with you later!)

You told him before you joined along Yua trial of trying to get the stuff toy. You two chuckle as you once again failed to get it, enough to ask for help from the workers to give a little boost.

"Fairy-san. That's not your real name right?" Yua and you seat in front of the convenience store and eating a popsicle, you two failed to get the stuff toy and become a loser who spend a week amount of allowance to get nothing but brokeness.

"Hmm? Why do you think so?" You smiled as you stare at them. "No one would call their child That. Well maybe some would but you never mentioned a surname either." He pointed out. " Actually... Your actually one of the seven mystery of the school... Well I think that was you, the rumours talks about."

" Oh my... Do tell! I don't know I'll be a seven mystery of something! Ahaha~ how fun!" Your Honestly quite surprised by this.

" Hmm.. well I heard about it from my classmate. They said a certain odd ball come from nowhere. Their name was never told. They claim to be a god ( In CN. Fairy could mean deity = God ) who grant people wishes exchange for their heart and their memories of them. "

They stared at you as you pause. " And? " You don't give a hint of emotion or what's on your mind. "Do you come to and confess such emotion? Do you have a wish if you believe in such rumours?" You chuckle.

"... I don't know. I wanted to see it for myself. I wanna see if you can really grant someone wish, that's why I try to see you in a new light, to try and fall in love with you. "

" Man... It's laughable if you force yourself to fall in love with me, just to see such thing." You give a close eyes smile, not bintjng wbat you truly felt. You felt nothing by such words but laughter's that want to be heard. To laugh at yourself or to them.

Yua:" I have a wish... If I give you my heart would you grant it? "

MC:" I only accept passionate heart. I refuse to accept such force love you have for me."

Yua:" Then why did you accept going on a date with me?"

MC:" It's just a date. Besides I'm one who try to please those who's around me. At least in my way of thoughts, if you want a date and told me. Then we should date."

Yua:" What if I told you I love you and I meant it."

MC:" Do you want me to reply to you the same words? I can do that if it please you."

Yua:"... Your cruel and heartless with your words.... "

" Oh? Ahaha. That's a new one. " You laugh as you finish your popsicle, you stared at the stick before you look at the empty bottle on top of the trash bin.

"The cruel person such as I. Will grant your wish if you truly have passionate heart...." You then throw the popsicle stick and it went to the bottle, going throw it like it's a blade. "But you should be careful what you wish."

Standing up. You look at the sunset.

"You will regret it if you wish a bad one. A wish you'll regret." You stared back at him. " Tell me your wish. I'll accept your force love~" you smiled widely.

"... I--'

They take a deep breath and told you about a story of someone they care about that fallen in a deep sleep because of a depressing matter after falling from the stair case because of an argument... With them.

"... Ya think I'm sort of god?" You chuckle as you joined them to visit that person. You already thinking what to do and what not to do along the way.

You look at the ... Older woman sleeping on the floor with similar feature like yua. "...ah. it's your mom." You point out.

"... Yes." They smile softly and put their flower gift to the vase. "If ... If you can... Please... Please ..." I don't know what I'll do if I lost her... "

"... " You look at the person. " What if I'm a bluff?"

"...." They start to cry when they heard what you said. You sigh, rolling your eyes. You take out something from your pocket but then realized you forget about it. "Ah. I forget my coin pouch from the arcade... " You start to tear up at the idea of having to do such embarrassing thing like dancing Infront of Ei for human coin allowance!

" Ah? Are you serious?" They seems to be looking at a dumb person. They sigh and went to the door. "Ill go get it, I'm pretty fast." And they are off, leaving you alone with their mom.

"... Now then." You look at older woman and reach out to her forehead. Closing your eyes, you use ability to see if she wishes to wake up as well.

Through you wonder why that certain stalker of yours don't fallow you since you enter the hospital.

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