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LADIES, IF YOUR GUY VOTED FOR TRUMP, DROP HIS ASS WHILE YOU STILL LEGALLY CAN

Women are getting rid of their Trump supporting partners while they still legally can since they clearly don't give a shit about them or any other woman.

If you're thinking about getting a divorce, you should do it while you still can.

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Trixie learns how to throw it back

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We haven't talked enough about how much Daemon suffered in Harrenhal, one more day without Rhaenyra and he would throw himself off the castle tower

I know that many people did not like Daemon's arc in Harrenhal, but I loved him, how he grew as a person, his decline being the greatest and still seeing him suffer internally was beautiful, and Matt Smith, what a spectacular interpretation.

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The Manster | 1959 — 双頭の殺人鬼

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Wait, hold up... Did Stolas ever talk to Octavia about the fact that he was getting a divorce?

Like, I like to think Stolas did.

However, I'm someone that gets their evidence based on what's been presented to us in the show.

So, I really think there's a huge possibility that Stolas never had this discussion with Octavia.

Unless, of course, Octavia witnessed this...

But again, this is all speculation... we can't assume Octavia was there to witness this altercation. Nor can we assume that Stolas would talk to Octavia about the divorce...

Like, we know Stolas never told Blitz about the divorce, but surely he'd tell Octavia... right? God I hope so.

Also, this is NOT an Anti-Stolas post.

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Co-Parenting

Note: Hope you are enjoying, requests are open if you want me to write anything in particular.

Summary: You and Mason are getting a divorce but are doing well with co-parenting your son Elijah. However, due to the divorce you are changing your name, how will Mason take it when you suggest to double barrel your sons name? Will he accept it?

Pairings: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 2.2K

Warnings: Swearing, Angst and Fluff

You are the best father to Elijah, you always wanted children that was one of the first conversations we had when we first stated dating. So the day I saw those 2 blue lines on the pregnancy test I have never seen you so excited. We weren’t even trying and it came as a bit of a shock but still the baby was a blessing, and I knew you were going to be an incredible father. Even before I gave birth you were constantly looking out for the baby making sure I didn’t over exercise and I was eating right, the whole nursery was equipped by our 24 week scan, and that day when you found out we were having a boy you were over the moon. All you could think about was playing football with our future son in the garden. When Elijah was born you still claim this was one of the best days of your life, and I swear I saw a tear slipping down your face when you held him for the first time.

We were in an absolute baby bliss, well that was until Elijah was 3 months old. We were having a much needed family day chilling at home. This is when mine and Mason’s phones both went absolute mad. We panicked thinking something bad had happened and it was one of the family group chats. What I saw was even worse. It was links to the news article, claiming this women was having an affair with him for the past 6 months. You didn’t even try and deny it so I knew it was true. How could you he have done this to us? To our new family?  What was worse it started at the end of the pregnancy when I was emotional on how I looked due to the weight gain caused by the massive pregnancy bump but Mason always argued that I was the most beautiful women in the world. Now I know why he was so happy as he was getting it from the super model instead.

We tried to make it work for Elijah’s sake but the trust was gone and we were arguing all the time. It was too toxic for Elijah to be around so we agreed to split. Everyone was heart broken over it but we had to do what was best for our boy. We always were good at co-parenting though, no matter what happened between us we always acted like a happy family for his sake. The big word in that is we would “act” like a happy family.

Today was no different it was Elijah’s trial day at the new nursery. It was a time when parents and children could come to the nursery have a walk around and see if parent and child both like it. It was a private nursery, it was where all the footballers and anyone with a bit of status sends their child. Mason said it was recommended from a couple of guys from the team. I wanted to just send Elijah to a normal nursery, but Mason agreed to pay for it so who am I deprive my son of the best if his dad wants to offer it to him?

I agreed to meet Mason at the nursery with Elijah so we didn’t have to do that awkward car ride in silence. So me and Elijah drove there with the music blaring both of us singing away. When we arrived Mason was already standing at the entrance. Elijah ran to him “dadddddyyyyy” he shouted as he ran to Mason. “Hello Bud” Mason said as he picked him up and gave him the biggest cuddle. He gave me a small side cuddle and a polite kiss on the cheek. I tried to give him a small smile. Be civil for Elijah’s sake I keep saying in my head.

We walked in and went up to reception. “Hello we are here for Elijah Mount’s trail day” I say to the lady at the reception desk. She checked her records and smiles “Of course please this way” as she points to the doors in front of us. We walk through to the main hall and she bends down to Elijah’s hight. “Hello I am Mrs Right” and gives Elijah the biggest smile which he returns. She puts her hand out for a high five which he gives her and runs off to be with the other children to play. He was always such a confident child, I am so proud of his personality. “Please Mr Mount and Miss Y/L/N this way and you can speak to who would be Elijah’s teacher if you decide this school is suited for him”. Mason shoots me a look. Jheez if looks could kill that would be it. He turns to me and whispers “Y/L/N really? You are still a Mount the divorce hasn’t been finalised yet?!” He says with hurt and anger in his eyes. “Please Mason not know” I whisper back “It was pointless saying we were Mr and Mrs Mount on the application because by the time Elijah starts here I won’t be Mrs Mount anymore so it was just easier to give them Y/L/N”. Mason rolls his eye at this, why does he have to make such a big deal out of it? He was the one who decided to ruin our marriage he cannot be angry that I dropped his name it was his fault.

The next hour went well, Mason kept shooting me glares to remind me that he is pissed off but the school seemed amazing and Elijah seemed to love it. We were standing there watching Elijah play in the sandpit. I am now regretting him wearing his new Armani tracksuit that his Uncle Declan got him for his last birthday. I look at Mason and can see the happiness in his eyes watching his son. I had to ask him now, I know my solicitor said not to say anything until the divorce was finalised but I didn’t want to blind side him. Plus if I didn’t speak to him now I would chicken out for sure. “Mase can I speak to you about something?” Mason nods turning his head to you giving you his attention. “I want to change Elijah’s name” Mason looked at me confused and I could see that he wasn’t getting where I was coming from. I then continued “As I will no longer be a Mount I want to double barrel Elijah’s last name so he has both our names. It will be easier if I take him away of anything. Otherwise people are going to think I kidnapped Mason Mounts baby” I tried to make a joke so the conversation was more light hearted. Mason didn’t see it this way. He shot me daggers and replied “Absolutely fucking not” and stormed out of the hall. Fuck sake why does he needs to make such a scene.

Elijah seeing his dad storm out came running over to me “I am ready to go now mummy”. I agreed and gave him a reassurance smile. We said our goodbyes and thanked the staff for the kindness of showing us around and explained I would be in touch regarding his place. The school is amazing and Elijah seemed to love it, he is definitely attending. When we were outside I could see Mason looking down at the ground, I can see the anger in his eyes. His emotion quickly changes when Elijah hugs him and says his goodbye. He then gets in his Range Rover and speeds off, I hate when he drives like that. He better not drive like that when Elijah is in the car, at the same time I know he would never put his son in danger so I quickly delete that thought.

Mason and I usually talk quite frequently in the week about Elijah showing each other pictures or updating each other on what he has done that day. This week Mason has been radio silent. He hasn’t seen Elijah the last couple of days, and every time I send him a picture of Elijah he just hearted the messages and didn’t reply which was unusual. I know he was pissed about my name request. It is just a name what is his issue? Saturday morning came and Mason sent me a text message “Hey I didn’t know what you were doing today but thought you and Eli might want to come down to watch the game?” I thought about it and then I looked at Elijah he was so flued up bless him it wouldn’t be right to drag him out in the cold so I quickly replied. “Hey Mase, I am so sorry Elijah didn’t sleep well last night he only had a couple of hours he couldn’t stop coughing and sneezing bless him, he ended up sleeping in my bed. It wouldn’t be good for him to sit in the cold I am so sorry. But he wishes his daddy the best of luck even though he knows you don’t need it ;)xx”  I know Mase would of smiled at that text and he responded “No worries at all, hope he is okay. Give him a kiss for me :)xx”.

Luckily for us the game was on TV, I put the game on the TV ready for kick off and put Elijah in his Manchester United Shirt with ‘DADDY 7” on the back. It was about 30 mins before the start, I sat Elijah down on the floor in front of the TV and took a photo. It clearly showed his shirt. We usually post him on our socials but do not post his face, so a lot of pictures are of him wearing a football shirt. I quickly added this to our my storey and added the caption ‘Cheering on his daddy! Come on United!’ I tagged Mason in this so hoping he will see this before he goes out. Which I was right, Mason saw his phone buzz just as he was about to go out. He quickly checked and saw you tagged him in a storey when he saw what it is, his heart melted.

Mason had the best game he has had in a while, he got 2 assists and a goal which resulted in United winning 4-2. I was so proud. I quickly send him a text that read “Well done Mase you make us both so proud x”. I then started my evening routine getting Elijahs dinner ready.

I was continuing with our evening routine with washing up Elijah's dinner and cleaning up his toys whilst his bath was running and there was suddenly a knock at the door. I was confused as I was not expecting anyone. As I opened it I saw Mason there. “Hey” he said. “I just miss Eli is it okay if I get him ready for bed tonight?” This wasn’t an uncommon act, Elijah never stays over at Masons as we decided it would be best for him to settle in 1 bed, however Mason does often come round and get him ready for bed. Of course I agreed at let him in. Mason bathed Elijah and tucked him in. Talking about the game and reading Elijah stories, it wasn’t long until Elijah was out for the night.

Mason comes walking back into the living room where you are chilling out, “Thank you for doing that, its nice it gives me a break for 5 mins”. Mason nods and smiles at that. He loves being apart of Elijah’s life. Mason keeps looking at me. “Okay” he says. I am confused “Okay to what?” I ask I have no idea what he is talking about. “Okay you can change his name.. I give you my consent” I smile thank god he is not going to fight me on this. “On one condition” There it is.. please don’t be a something silly that is going to make the situation worse I am begging in my head. “I want Mount to be first” he continues “Elijah Mason Mount-Y/L/N” he says. I smile “that’s amazing of course thank you”. I run to him and hug him. I didn’t even realise how long we were hugging for, I could feel his hands deep in my hair holding me tight. I am nestled into his neck, I smell his aftershave. Elijah running in broke us from that moment. “Why are you crying mummy?” He asked in concern. I didn’t even realise I was. I quickly wiped away my tears. “Mummy is just happy that’s all bubba now go back to sleep”. He quickly runs back his room. “Bye Bud I will see you tomorrow” Mason shouts “We will go kick the ball around in the garden”. Elijah stops in his bedroom door frame and nods to Mason and runs back into bed. “I will see you tomorrow Mase” I say to Mason giving him a nice smile. “I will see you tomorrow Y/N/N” pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. As he lets himself out I let a breathe out and I think my heart has now stopped beating so fast. Fuck he makes my heart melt. Why did he have to ruin it, we could have been the perfect family?!”

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the chosen one and the dark lord from animator vs animation

The Chosen One and The Dark Lord from Animation Vs Animator are Divorced!

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Still Here (+1)

Summary: Madison asks Timothée to escort her to the school's father-daughter dance. Total "girl dad" material.

A/N: There are scenes I had in mind for my Still Here series that just didn't quite fit cleanly into any of the chapters, so I decided to add some "deleted scenes" for my loyal fans. Catch up on the main storyline here.

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"Mom," Madison called out to you as she emptied her backpack in the mudroom. She produced a flyer for an upcoming school dance. A father-daughter dance.

"Do you think Timothée would take me?" she asked sheepishly. "It says stepparents or father figures are welcome," she added, pointing to the small text on the announcement.

You were simultaneously both overjoyed at how close Madison and Timothée had become and saddened that her biological father hadn't reached out to her in months. You knew without a doubt, though, that Timothée would be over the moon to escort her. He loved her as his own before the two of you were even married.

"I'm sure he would happy to. Do you want to ask him, or would you like me to?"

"I'll do it tonight when we go bowling." It was their Tuesday tradition.

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"Timothée, can I ask you a question?" Madison inquired as she tied her bowling shoes.

"Sure, kiddo. You can always ask me anything, anytime."

"So, there's this dance coming up. It's...it's a father-daughter dance." Timothée paused tying his own shoes to look up at her. "And I- I was wondering if...," - she bit her lip before continuing - "if you would go with me. Since, you know, you're like my bonus dad. You don't have to, of course, I jus-"

Timothée placed his hands on her shoulders and interrupted before she spiraled further. "I'd be honored to, Madison." He pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head, wiping a tear off his cheek before she could spot it.

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The night of the dance came. Timothée emerged from your bedroom in a black button-up shirt tucked into black pants. He looked just as polished as he did for your wedding, minus the suit jacket.

You whistled at him. "Hey, handsome."

"Do I look alright?" he asked as he fidgeted with his belt.

You chuckled. "You look very nice, Timmy. Why are you nervous?"

"This is my first official event as stepdad," he said softly as he absentmindedly played with the clear plastic box for Madison's wrist corsage, which he picked out himself. "I want to get it right."

You swooned at his sincerity. "Being present is more than enough." You laid your hand on his arm in ressurance. "Now, you wait here while I go help Maddy finish up." You knocked on her door and slipped inside.

Timothée looked up when he heard the door knob to Madison's room turn about half an hour later. She walked out slowly with you following close behind, giving you the perfect view of Timothée's face as he took in the sight.

Madison wore a long light pink dress. Her blonde hair was tied half up with a matching pink ribbon. The rest fell onto her shoulders in cascading ringlets. Her outfit was complete with white shoes with a tiny heel.

Timothée smiled. "Wow. You look beautiful, kiddo. Like a princess."

Madison blushed as he playfully bowed and took her hand to place the flower corsage on her wrist. You took tons of pictures and sent them on their way. He offered her his arm and led her outside. You watched out the window as he opened the door of the blue pickup and offered her a hand to get inside. You had no doubt that she would be treated like a princess for the rest of the night.

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Would Anyone Be Interested In A FrUk Fanfic?

So A While Back I Was Doing A Roleplay With Someone On Amino, And While It Wasn’t Originally FrUK We Did Them As A Secondary Ship. The Roleplay Unfortunately Hasn’t Been Active For A While, BUt I Kinda Wanna Turn Out FrUk Bit Into An Actual Story. If I’ve Peaked Your Interest Here’s The Basic Plot.

Arthur And Francis Got Divorced But Ended Things On Good Terms. They Stayed Close By And Kept In Touch Quite Literally Living On The Same Street. One Day During A BTT Conversation, The Topic Of Their Divorce Comes Up And Francis Says They Simply Fell Out of Love And That He Didn’t Feel Like Talking About A Failed Marriage But Rather New Love (Prussia And Canada Were A Thing, Not Important) Anyway Prussia Asks How Failed Of A Marriage It Really Was If Arthur Still Wore His Wedding Ring. Francis Still Somewhat In Love With Arthur Invites Him Out To Dinner Desperate To See If What PrussiaHad Said About The Ring Was True.

From There It’s Basically Them Going On A Date And Getting Back Together. It’s Cute, It’s Fluffy, Kinda Sad Because Of Them Reminiscing About Their Past. They’re Idiots And They’re Still In Love.