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spacelazarwolf · 6 months ago

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before yom hashoah ends, i want to remind folks that sephardi, maghrebi, and mizrahi jews were also deeply affected by the holocaust.

this is by no means inclusive of all communities who were affected by the holocaust and its aftermath, i do not have the emotional bandwidth for that, but hopefully this gives you some insight into jewish experiences outside of what's usually talked about.

the jews of morocco, algeria, tunisia, libya, and italy were all subjected to the racial laws of the vichy regime or fascist italy, which prevented them from attending educational institutions, holding public office, and owning businesses and sometimes property. moroccan jews were protected from some of the violence faced by other jews of the mediterranean and north africa because of the moroccan sultan mohammed ben youssef, who was vocally opposed to the anti jewish laws. he reportedly told the vichy government, "there are no jews in morocco. there are only moroccan subjects." he believed he had a god-given responsibility to protect moroccan jews. "moroccan jews are my subjects, and it is my duty to protect them against aggression."

unfortunately, other jewish communities did not receive that kind of protection. algerian jews faced a pogrom by the local arab population in constantine, killing 25 and destroying several jewish homes and businesses. 2000 algerian jews were sent to concentration camps in bedeau and djelfa, where many died from hunger, exhaustion, disease, or beatings. 5000 tunisian jews were forced into labor and detention camps where over 400 of them were killed. in libya, there was a violent pogrom which killed 500 jews out of a community of 4000. 2600 of the survivors were sent to the giado concentration camp, of which 526 died. in tunisia, there was a violent pogrom which killed over 130 jews (including 36 children), injured hundreds, and left 4000 homeless. italian jews faced pogroms, the jewish ghetto in rome was raided and over a thousand jews were detained and sent to concentration camps. a total of 7680 italian jews out of a population of nearly 45,000 were killed.

in greece, thousands of jews were deported to auschwitz. as many as 50% died en route, and only 10,000 out of over 75,000 survived, a nearly 90% death rate. their homes were looted and their property was stolen, and when the few survivors tried to return after the war (a difficult task as the greek foreign ministry attempted to delay or prevent their return to greece), most were unable to regain their property and possessions, forcing most to seek asylum in israel or other countries.

egyptian jews were not directly affected by the axis powers, but extremist organizations like young egypt and the muslim brotherhood sympathized with the nazis and even secured nazi funds to distribute thousands of antisemitic propaganda pamphlets. sporadic pogroms took place throughout the 40's, stoked by political leaders like mahmoud an-nukrashi pasha who said to the british ambassador, "all jews were potential zionists" and dr heykal pasha who said "if the u.n. decides to amputate a part of palestine in order to establish a jewish state, ... jewish blood will necessarily be shed elsewhere in the arab world ... to place in certain and serious danger a million jews." this political extremism prompted the 1948 cairo bombings that killed 70 jews and wounded 200, with many more being killed in the riots following, and eventually led to the expulsion of nearly all egyptian jews, whose money and posessions were all confiscated by the egyptian government.

similar political persecution was directed at iraqi jews, leading to the farhud, a pogrom which killed 180 jews and forced tens of thousands to flee. though there were many who did not support the nazi regime or agree with their views, there were just as many in arab countries who did, in no small part because of active effort by the nazis to gain sympathy from arab populations who already did not get along with their local jewish populations. this led to several other pogroms that took place in the 30's and 40's across lebanon, syria, and british mandate palestine, including a pogrom in jaffa which killed 9 jews and forced 12,000 jews to flee, and another in tiberias which killed 19 jews (including 11 children), most of whom were stabbed to death.

it's understandable that most of what the general public knows about the holocaust is the stories of ashkenazi jews from central and eastern europe, because they comprise the vast majority of the victims. hopefully, this encourages you to do further research into the ways other parts of the diaspora were also affected.

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aycius · 4 months ago

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JJK MEN AS DADS !‧₊˚

feat. satoru gojo, nanami kento, & toji fushiguro

SATORU GOJO

literally the kids’ best friends. satoru’s parents weren’t necessarily the most active in his life so he made it a goal to have children with someone he genuinely loved — you. he is such a supportive dad and tends to overindulge in his children’s interest… one of those dads that buys boxes of mangos just because their child said they liked mangos. they wanna learn how to play a sport? satoru’s already got multiple personal trainers in his contacts to make sure your children have the best form of education when it comes to said sport. you thought satoru was playful before? oh, when he’s with his children, he’s even worse. tag, hide and seek, tic tac toe, satoru’s allowing the kids to stay up LATE, because he’s not giving up until he wins one of those games. you argue that the kids are still young, and satoru should be the bigger person and allow the kids to win but satoru isn’t hearing NONE of that. def the type to let the kids stay home just because they said they’re feeling “sick.” you kinda had to step in at a point because the kids got on and started lying just to stay home. regardless, this man loves his kids and is willing to do anything to ensure that they, as well as his lovely wife, you, live a happy and comfortable life. one time after a long family trip, you and satoru were settled in your room while the kids were asleep and he started getting emotional because he genuinely wondered what he could have done to deserve such a loving family :(( poor baby. underneath the playful facade he puts on for the kids, he just wants to make sure they never doubt that their father loves them. you always reassure him that you and the kisses are blessed to have a husband and a father like him.

NANAMI KENTO

you and his daughter are the light of his life. there’s no place he’d rather be than home. he loves it here. he has a portrait of you and his daughter playing in the backyard at his office and always looks at it to cheer him up when he’s having a bad day. recently, your daughter has been clinging and missing him more and she absolutely hates it when kento leaves. your daughter literally takes your phone to text nanami and is constantly checking up on him at work. it’s one of the things he looks most forward to when going to work. he also loves facetiming her when he’s on break because she is always asking for nanami at home and he feels so bad.. always reads her a bedtime story before kissing her forehead and tucking her in goodnight. you and nanami recently started doing road-trips every summer to the beach because your daughter has had a recent infatuation with fish. after a long day at the beach, you, him, and your daughter walk on the boardwalk as nanami carries the little one in his arms, your hand in his as you all admire how pretty the beach is at night. it’s so sweet because nanami loved the beach growing up. the fact that he has the opportunity to go with his new family now, he couldn’t be more grateful. never fails to tell you and your daughter that he loves the both of you more than anything in life. you guys are his purpose and motivation.

TOJI FUSHIGURO

… ok so i’m sure we’ve seen how he has been as a father but—hear me out! toji loves you and his kid severely. toji has always been one to not wear his heart on his sleeve and guard himself but he’s been working really hard, and constantly does, so he can be the best husband and father for his child. although toji is seen as this tough guy in front of others, he has the softest spot for his child. everyday when he comes home from work, his face instantly lights up when he sees his little kid run up to him and give him the biggest hug. scoops the kid in his arm and kisses them on the cheek while he talks about how much he missed the child. he’s def the type of dad to enroll their kid in a sport, and for some reason i can see him being a serious soccer dad. like that man does NOT play. the type of dad to get really loud on the bleachers if another kid on the opposite team LOOKS at his kid the wrong way. constantly makes bets with his kid that if they score a goal he’ll them candy and you’re just like… ykw i’ll let them handle this. you’re just happy to be there tbh. i can imagine toji being the coach to your kid’s traveling team, so weekends are always full of road-trips to the destination where they’re playing at. teaches his kid discipline and respect at a very young age. sometimes he can be a bit tough and you know it’s out of love but sometimes you do have to step in. truly, toji means no harm—he was just brought up roughly in his household. toji parents weren’t the best either so everyday he’s happy that you’re there as a guide to him so he can be the best father possible.

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astrolovecosmos · 2 months ago

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Sun in the Houses: Your Father/Parent

The House your Sun Sign sits in can give insight into the environment surrounding your father OR the parent who had the most impact on your self-esteem and personality.

Sun in the 1st House: The Sun represents your father or the parent/guardian that impacts your personality and self-esteem the most. When the Sun is in the 1st House it can indicate that your father/parent impacted your personality and identity in a very obvious or clear-cut way somehow. It can also indicate that you took on a lot of this parent's personality traits yourself. Or that your parent wanted you to be a lot like them. You may have really looked up to this parent or be driven to gain their approval. This parent could have a selfish and/or immature side. This parent could be physically separated from you many times, whether it is from work, travel, divorce, etc. This parent could have adored you as a baby and young child but become more frustrated and/or distant as you grow into your own person. This parent can also be all about giving you room to grow, pumping up your energy or hyping you up, and safe challenges to nurture your individuality.

Sun in the 2nd House: This parent could have been highly focused on security for them and their family. This parent could really embody their values and practice what they preach. "Actions speak louder than words" might be their motto. They likely had a stable, level-headed, or predictable personality which allowed you to build your worth and personality slowly, cautiously, and/or in a specific way. This parent could have been preoccupied with work, planning, or even worrying to where they neglect some of their parental duties. Could spoil their children or be very materialistic themselves. Can be a providing, protective, realistic, and careful parent. Can also be a parent that is over protective or whose cautiousness creates issues somehow.

Sun in the 3rd House: This parent likely was the one that taught you how to speak. Your parent's mind, humor, slang, accent, talking style, or opinions likely got passed onto you. This parent could be very social, a major member in a community, or actively involved in a large family. This parent may focus a lot on teaching their children valuable lessons. They can focus a lot on a child's education and the information they are exposed to. They can both encourage education and curiosity or be a parent that practices a lot of censorship. They may encourage a lot of sibling closeness and cooperation, but some could stir the pot with sibling rivalry (even if unintentional). Overall prioritizes their children getting along with others, being smart or well-educated, inheriting their wisdom, and having a stimulating home or environment. Can have a side of them that is unreliable, opinionated, competitive with community members or family, or prioritizes their family's image over health and closeness.

Sun in the 4th House: Likely puts their family first or takes a lot of pride in their family. May try to live up to an idolized version of being a parent. Can be a more nurturing, sensitive, and empathetic father/parent. May be over protective and have a low-key strict or controlling side. May have to take on all parenting roles or is a single parent. Knows their children very well. Can have a manipulative side. May have a troubled past from their own childhood. Has a lot of emotional wisdom to pass on to their child. May get a lot of support from other family members or judgment by them. Being fully accepted or fully rejected by this parent's family is associated. May be nosy about other people in their community style of parenting. Can make their children their world.

Sun in the 5th House: This parent put their child's happiness first from a young age. Was likely playful, affectionate, and generous. Could really support their child's creativity. This parent can find a lot of joy or fulfillment from having a kid. Usually associated with being a very beneficial or positive placement in terms of the relationship with one's father/parent. But some downsides of this placement is that the father/parent could have been arrogant, prideful, maybe spoil their children to an unhealthy extent, or be too wrapped up in their own dreams and ego. The parent could have been very brave in some way in their parenting. Grandparent - especially grandfather could be highly involved in the family or maybe they are well known through stories and legacy. This parent has a risk of getting distracted by romantic partners, could put them ahead of their child. May also prioritize teaching their child self-love and/or what romantic love should look like.

Sun in the 6th House: There is an association with the parent "serving" their family or children. This parent may feel like they are in service to their children somehow and either find this fulfilling and honorable or may resent their kids for this. Highly focused on providing for their children's physical needs. Can be a strict and critical parent. May be judgmental of other people's parenting and/or lifestyles. Can lack reassurance and emotional expression. Keeps their home and family orderly, prioritizes manners and education, and also prioritizes hard work. May be a workaholic themselves. Can help their child in finances, find work, or network when the child is older. Can be a parent with a lot of practical and logical insight. This parent may struggle a lot with stress or may put this stress onto their family somehow. This parent could also have health struggles or have a child that is sick or needs extra help. This parent can be an incredibly supportive and helpful parent in times of need.

Sun in the 7th House: Can indicate a harmonious relationship with this parent. It can also indicate that the family dynamic overall is harmonious due to this parent. Disagreements with this parent may be rare but when they do happen can get out of hand. There could be a competitive relationship between the parent and child somehow. This parent may put dating or their romantic partner above their children. Or they may refuse to date until their children are adults. This parent could have focused on their child becoming well socialized at a young age. Could have showered their child in gifts and affection, may spoil them at times. Can have a shallow, vain, or materialistic side. May have given their child a lot of advice about dating and/or marriage. While many parents see their child as perfect or can do no wrong - this placement can heighten this idea. The child may have also tried to always keep the peace with this parent in some way.

Sun in the 8th House: The bond with this parent could be really intense, loyal, or deep. The child may inherit a LOT from this parent whether that is in the physical realm with looks, property, wealth, or by inheriting more intangible things like traits, trauma, habits, etc. The father/parent may be secretive, missing, or pass away while the child is young. Their influence is usually highly emotional even if the Sun represents the parent who impacts your self-worth and personality vs. emotional self. Their parent can be passionate, sensitive, emotional, manipulative, self-sacrificing, and wise in someway. This parent can be highly focused on "investments" for their children and family. This may mean investing in their future in a financial sense, it could mean preparing them for the "real world" in some way, or giving them a lot of resources for the future whether it is great coping skills, emotional insight, property, a trust fund, this can manifest in many ways. Dealing with heavy trauma with this parent is associated as well. This could mean facing trauma together and healing together or the harm coming from the parent or even child.

Sun in the 9th House: Your parent could have come from a different country, culture, or religion than what/where you were brought up in. Your parent may be passionate about their beliefs and traditions and instill them into you. They can put a lot of emphasis on higher education, becoming open minded, or becoming cultured. You may have traveled or moved around a lot when growing up. This parent might have an optimistic, future-oriented outlook. Could be seen as someone with big ideas or a strong vision for the future, often encouraging the same in their children. Puts teaching and mentoring at the forefront of their parental responsibilities. May travel a lot for work and be physically distant from family and children often. May be hard to impress. Can have an irresponsible and/or selfish side. Can become blinded by their faith or beliefs.

Sun in the 10th House: Father/parent could care GREATLY about their public image and their family's image. Could be strict, authoritative, and/or controlling. May be a workaholic or put work before family. This parent can be an ambitious person and project this same ambition onto their family or kids. Might hang on tightly to tradition. Can be demanding and have high expectations. Could have forced child to grow up too soon. This parent may play a significant role in shaping the child's career path, either directly or indirectly. They can be a great provider and protector. This parent may put a lot of emphasis on being respected by their children. They can be very supportive towards a child's goals and dreams and may invest in their goals.

Sun in the 11th House: Similar to the Moon placement, this parent may follow parenting trends or raise their child in an unconventional way. Friends are likely very important to this parent and still active in their life. A family friend may be like an aunt or uncle to the child. This parent may have wished to have a family or children. Their child may have made them feel fulfilled in some way or helped them reach a dream, even if indirectly. Can be very supportive of their child's goals and lifestyle. Could have a friend-like relationship with this parent. Discipline and structure could have been lacking to a detrimental state. May have been a very emotionally detached parent. May have pushed their child to be hyper-independent or too independent too soon. May have been an unpredictable influence. May have encouraged child to become active in their community or extracurricular activities. Cares a lot about a child's learning and intelligence. Can be very optimistic about their child's future.

Sun in the 12th House: This parent can struggle with mental health or trauma. This parent can also be incredibly insightful, have good instincts, be in tune with their children and family, and have a soft side that they show openly to their children. They might be highly spiritual or religious. May have been absent in a child's life due to being institutionalized or sick. Can be an incredibly giving parent, might also be caring or giving towards people outside of the family such as their children's friends. Might encourage their children to be empathetic, take part in charity or volunteer work, and to practice kindness and patience. Might be a shy, private, introverted, or awkward adult. Can have a lot of private battles that make parenting and surviving hard on them. Might have a mysterious or private past, the "dad lore" could be intense and highly delayed coming out. This parent's influence could be subtle but profound later on in life.

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aroallo-corvid · 6 months ago

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Aroallo is not an "adult" sexuality

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I am aromantic and allosexual. I am also (as of writing this) a minor. TLDR at the end because I rambled on a bit.

There's a view in society that sexuality and sex are topics that are entirely irrelevant to children and should not be discussed around/with children because it is inappropriate/predatory. And to an extent, there is a point to that, and any discussions of sex and sexuality should be age-appropriate (e.g. an eleven year old would not receive the same sex ed as a sixteen year old because there is a vast difference in experience)

However, thinking like this leads to teenagers not being given proper sex education because they are "too young", which is wildly ignorant of the fact that a decent proportion of teenagers older than sixteen are sexually active. I live in the UK where the age of consent is 16, and I know plenty of people who were in relationships aged 14/15 were having sex. (Whether they weer mature enough to is another matter, but it's important to acknowledge that it does happen so there is no point ignoring this).

This rhetoric also leads to the belief that teens (and younger kids) shouldn't be coming out as gay/lesbian/bisexual/asexual/aromantic/etc. because they are too young to be thinking about sexuality and sexual attractiveness, which just.... isn't true. Many young people have crushes, and as the majority of people are allosexual, this does often involve sexual attraction as people mature through puberty.

Within the queer community, people have said that it is perfectly fine and normal and common for teenagers to come out as gay, lesbian, bisexual, asexual - Because if a teen can be straight, they can also be queer. These arguments are all set out beautifully and the points well made.

Yet.

Some people exclude aroallo people from that. They say that teens can be asexual, because they can know they aren't experience sexual attraction like their peers, and teens can be aromantic as well as asexual because they can realise they also aren't experiencing romantic attraction. But when a teenager says they are on the aromantic spectrum but still allosexual, often the same people who defend teens' rights to be (for example) bisexual turn around and say "you're too young for that".

Why?

Honestly, it comes down to sex-negative views that sex is inherently impure/disgusting, and of course children are the perfect example of purity and innocence, so they shouldn't be thinking about such "dirty" topics.

Of course a teenager can be asexual, that distances them from icky gross sex & means they would likely to be only engaging in chaste, pure, wonderful romance. Of course a teenager can be aroace, that makes them little cinnamon infantile babies, safe from all sexuality. (/sarcasm) (Also completely ignores the existence of sex-favourable aces and aroaces)

It comes off as very hypocritical though, because a teenager identifying as bisexual but not aromantic (so biromantic, but that distinction isn't typically made) is seen as acceptable, when they are expressing the same sexual desires as a teenager who is bisexual and aromantic. The only difference is that the first teenagers' sexuality is seen to be "balanced out" by the presence of nice wholesome romance.

tldr: if teenagers can identify as bisexual/gay/lesbian/pansexual/etc. whilst being alloromantic, it is hypocritical to say a teenager cannot identify as one of the above sexualities whilst being aromantic, because romance is not inherently more pure than sex and sex is not inherently impure.

#aroallo #alloaro #aromantic #aro #alloarophobia #aroallophobia #lmk if any other tags need to be put on here??#also apologies if the wording comes off strange i'm not used to writing big official posts like this and im autistic #i think the message still comes across pretty clearly??#crow cawing

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apwtstationery · 2 years ago

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Printable VWYZ Alphabet Bookmark Set - From APWT Stationery

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noira-l · 4 months ago

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Just the Two of Us

chapter summary: there is nothing like arguing with your pretend ‘husband’, right?

pairing: gojo satoru x f!sorcerer reader

wc: 2,9k

warnings: swearing, argument, adult life is kinda hard, higher-ups are fools, angst from Megumi, mature themes, slight mentioning of sexual activity, spoilers (manga, anime, movie).

author's note: well, we began here. I hope you like it, and I can write you more. I'm still experimenting with style, and genre, so please be understanding. You're welcome to leave some notes and comments to help me grow :3 I would appriciate it.

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 '𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡'

You used to love summer.

Beautiful weather, long bike rides through the unknown corners of Tokyo, trips to arcades with Suguru, the beach with Shoko and Utahime. Just the good old days.

Now you hate summer.

You feel like a curse has fallen on every summer, starting with the star plassma vessel incident. All the worst things that are supposed to happend, happen in the summer.

And this summer was no exception.

Tsumiki, whose condition no one was able to recognise.

Megumi, who, due to her sister's situation and the stress of his lack of fully mastered powers, made him even more grumpy than ever.

And Satoru.

Oh fuck Satoru

You've never seen him so pissed off, higher-ups have never been kind to you, you've always known that. You've seen it yourself many times. But now? Suddenly now they have a problem with Megumi attending Jujutsu High?

The number of your visits to them has increased dramatically, which has only contributed to constant bickering over really unimportant trifles or hiding grudges where there were none. Your home turned into a veritable minefield filled with anger and bitterness. And every day you wondered what you were going to step on this time.

You knew that if things didn't improve, all those wounds and worries would seep deep into each of you, and you didn't want that.

Even though your marriage only existed on paper, you genuinely genuinely cared for him. And he cared for you.

After Suguru left you didn't think anyone would be able to understand what you were feeling, Satoru proved you otherwise. You were both experiencing the same thing, it brought you together in a way, enough to open up between you and form an alliance of sorts that no matter what fate brought your way, you would deal with it together.

The foundations of a perfect marriage? You laughed under your breath. If this marriage was still made for purposes other than convenience in paperwork and ease of custody. You have never had a wedding, you don't even wear rings, you don't even act like a couple. You are both just good friends who grew up to become good parents. Always complementing each other. At least you tried.

The beginnings were difficult, that's a fact, you were both still young at the time, you didn't know how to do certain things, and raising 2 children was never part of the Jujutsu High education programme.

When you graduated, you both left school with broken hearts, old hurts and the hope that your dream of a better future for the young would become a reality. There was almost no talk of romantic feelings.

Almost.

On the day of your fifth wedding anniversary, out of boredom and slight compulsion, because you should at least celebrate the round anniversaries of your arrangement, you opened the sake that Nanamin had bought you for your first anniversary. As a conpensation for saving him from death on that day, which was technically supposed to be free for you. Both of you ended up on the couch, after drinking the entire bottle, fucking like the horny teenagers you still were somewhere deep inside. Satoru never had a strong head. Both of you, in the morning after a strong moral and general hangover, decided that it was better not to return to this situation and just forget about it. As far as this situation can be called a romantic feeling. Although you wouldn't call it that.

Satoru did not know the concept of personal space. And everyone who knew him was able to confirm this. Interestingly, you were the only one who was able to get close to his real personal space. Sleeping in the same bed with you for so many years, he had learned to reflexively switch off his infinity and cuddle with you in his sleep. At first the single bed was because you couldn't afford more than one, Satoru wasn't yet the head of the clan at the time and thus didn't have access to this sizeable fortune. Over time you just got used to it and the idea of sleeping separately seemed strange to you.

You caught yourself dreaming of a bed and his warm arms after another hard mission. You know he had the same thoughts coming really late at night, just to undress himself, and hug into you.

You both crawled into your routines. You've built what you dare to call 'home' on these foundations.

It was not perfect, the life of a jujutsu sorcerer was never strewn with roses or easy decisions but this 'home' was yours. You knew it along with him. And you were proud of what you had achieved together.

You didn't want all that had been built up with your hard work to be undone by one really hard summer. You didn't yet know how you were going to resolve the situation and how to talk to Satoru about it, but one thing you were sure of - you weren't going to give up.

There really is something wrong with this time of year, you sighed as you entered the flat you were renting.

"I'm back." you said rather loudly, you knew Megumi should be home at this hour. You went to the kitchen, put away the shopping nets you had made earlier and began to arrange the goods you had bought, leaving only what would serve for tonight's dinner. You took a small box of strawberry mochi out of the nets, you knew they had been going around Satoru's head lately. You placed them on the kitchen counter, adding a small heart sticker. For some strange reason, everyone in the household liked how you added those colourful stickers, even Megumi loved them, though he wouldn't admit it like Tsumiki did.

My little Tsumiki.

You were angry with yourself, unable to recognise what had actually happened to her and why it had happened so suddenly. You were angry that no one could recognise it. The amount of time you spent guessing, trying to recognise and the trial and error method, exceeded the numbers you knew. You tried, but it wasn't enough. You blamed yourself in advance for not defending her against it.

"What's for dinner today? I'm starving honestly~" you heard a voice behind you and turned around.

"Oh, Satoru, I wasn't expecting you so early. How was the mission?" you had already started preparing today's dinner. Satoru sat down at the kitchen island, not far from you.

"Can we not talk about this shit?" he sighed playing with some dark-haired boy's pencil.

oh…it's bad, isn't it?

"We can." you replied trying to think of something quick to talk to him about. "I bought you something." you pointed towards a small box. The white-haired man just glanced in that direction and a smile dawned on that face again.

"Aww~ Is that for me?" he reached for the casket with his long hand and opened the lid. "Did I mention you're the best wife in the world?" his giggle would be heard from down the street.

Of course Satoru loved sweets, especially the ones you bought him, because you always took care when choosing them, not buying just anything, but really what he liked.

"Sometimes you mention it to me." you said, throwing all the ingredients into the pans.

"I should to it more often then," he said with his mouth stuffed with one of the mochi. The sight of his satisfied face really filled you with small happiness.

"Where's Megumi?" you asked while stirring the contents of the pan.

The strongest merely sighed.

"I asked you to avoid difficult topics" his face was again filled with another mochi from the box.

You walked over to him and took the box from him.

"Why? You're so cruel, you know?" he merely asked pouting at the sight of you taking his joy.

"You'll get the rest of the packaging, after the meal." you stressed, and he continued to pout. You put the box back in the cupboard

"So, where's Megumi?" you asked a second time, pressing for him to answer you.

"You know how young people are today, they just leave without asking, without saying anything to anyone" now your sigh was overwhelming.

"You two had a fight, didn't you?"

"Ayay, I wouldn't call it a fight, more of a youthful rebellion on his part, you've been seeing this kind of behaviour more and more lately. You know, he's maturing. Aren't you proud?" you grabbed your temples where am I going to find him now?

"And how long ago he went to his…" you looked at him seriously "…'youthful rebellion'?"

Satoru glanced at his watch "Hmm…. Like 3 hours ago?" your eyes were the size of coins "But I'm not sure." he added in wonderment

You're going crazy here.

"And you allowed him to have these rebelions at this hour?" Satoru merely shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know what you mean, if he wants to go out then let him go out, he is capable of defending himself, after all he has unlocked to some extent his powers-"

"But not as much as we would like" you sighed "not as much as he would like." you vigorously stirred the contents of the pan, trying to pour all your anger into it so that it wouldn't accidentally be shown in words.

"You're being dramatic, it's only true to a certain extent. He has more potential than anyone else so far, I believe in him…. Which doesn't mean he's not a little weak right now." you froze, stopping the wooden spoon you used to turn things in the pan. Your own memories flowed into your head like water.

He had said something like that to you too. When you were still in high school, he could, like a complete asshole, ridicule you for hours and hours, about how you had no powers at all and were weak. You always ended up then in Suguru's arms, who was probably the only one who seemed to know what you were up against in those moments.

As it turned out, his derision found no cover in reality when one morning, after Suguru had left and after your arrangements had been made, you flashed the same eyes at him that he has, explaining to him why he could not use his techniques at that moment. The shock and disbelief that appeared on his face was payment enough, for the lack of apology on his part (for which you are still slightly angry) and for all the mockery you have bravely endured over the years.

You know what it's like to feel weak. You know what it's like when no one believes in you, when you yourself want to give up on yourself, trying to convince yourself that what everyone around you is saying is not true. You know how much hardship and effort goes into not just training, but convincing yourself that you are worth something. You don't want Megumi to ever experience the same sense of powerlessness that you had to endure. Especially not from the same person you had to endure it from.

"Did you tell him that?" you asked, glancing over your shoulder at him, trying to control yourself.

"What?" he asked still playing with the pencil in his hand.

"That he's weak." you must have said it really threateningly because Satoru's face immediately changed expression, you were able to see it right away despite his bandages.

"I didn't necessarily use those words." he said moving his gaze from your face to the pencil.

You took the frying pan off the fire and gave the pot of water in its place.

You sighed gathering in yourself not to do anything stupid today, although he really asked for it.

"You can't spill such words right and left. Not you in particular. " you said it as calmly as you could, turning towards him.

"I don't see the problem. I told the truth, besides I also stated the fact that he has potenc-"

"Of course everyone for you is weak, Gojo" he knew that when you addressed him by his last name, something was wrong or he fucked something up. "Which doesn't mean that everyone wants to hear about this fact. Do you realize what he's going through?" you asked the question into the ether, after a second adding "Well, yes, of course you don't, you've always been the strongest after all." The stupidity of your statement was killing you. You were able to understand his lack of competence in identifying with those weaker than himself, what you were not able to accept was how he was flaunting it.

"You are not weak." he said this while looking at you intensely.

"And after how long did you find that out? You oppressed me for years. It only changed when I showed you my technique." why do you sound disappointed?

Satoru would be lying if he said that his respect and view of you did not change after you showed him your powers.

"You know the higher-ups don't want to think about letting him go to school, and I don't understand why at this point in time you have to conclude that he is weak."

"Just not this topic, again~ We were already at such a family atmosphere." White-haired growled sighing, squirming in his chair

"What do you mean, I was the one who had to defend him from them again today-" you crossed your arms

"You talk as if I didn't do it myself yesterday" he growled, his voice rising "They keep sending me like an errand dog, on every fucked up mission they can think of, and I do it all without a moment's rest. Today I refused to meet with them, I'm shirking everything I can. I'm sick of listening to old idiots who care about rules that have long since ceased to apply. And! Of course the Zen'in clan has a problem with everything."

"As if your clan was so conciliatory.." you snarked with a wince.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" he indignantly replied.

"I met your mother today and she made it clear that she was 'expecting a grandchild' " you turned quickly to throw things into the pot of boiling water, you could see Satoru grabbing his head "She stated that 'it's my duty as your spouse', it's enough for her that she covered herself in shame when our secret wedding came to light. It surprises me that she is eager to make such statements, not being the head of the clan and still having a problem about what was almost eight years ago."

"Don't worry about it, I'll call her out." Satoru sighed. Despite the fact that you were standing with your back to him now, you could feel his gaze on you.

You needed a break. A break from the curses, the higher-ups, the arguments and the flurry of responsibilities. You knew Satoru needed one too. You stood there in thought, leaning against the countertop and looking at the pot with its boiling contents, when unexpectedly you felt a touch on your waist.

You looked up to see his silhouette pressed against your back. "I'm not the best at words or expressing feelings, as you've become familiar with more than once.." he laid his head on your shoulder "but I don't want you to feel like shit, these last few weeks are probably making you tired too."

Gojo was known for not respecting other people's personal space, this time he used it in a good way. You turned to him and snuggled into his warm torso. He held you in his arms for a few moments, stroking your hair and inhaling the scent of your perfume that he, himself had bought you for Christmas. He casually turned off the cooker, when he decided that what you had thrown into the pot, had cooked.

You didn't even know you needed it. His uniform completely smelled of him, despite the fact that you picked it up from the laundry literally yesterday.

It's funny how much his smell started to be associated with safety for you. Maybe it was because of that one mission where he held you the whole time in his arms when you almost died, or maybe it was just out of habit and years spent with him. You'd swear, you could fall asleep here and forget all your worries.

The sound of your burbling stomach snapped you out of this bliss. You looked at each other, you with an embarrassed face and he with an amused smile.

"It's going to be all right, we'll work something out, as always." he said, kissing you on the forehead. You didn't expect such a gesture from him. He guessed it from your face as he took his hands off your waist, moving away from you and putting his hands back, this time on your shoulders.

"Now let's eat something, you're not the only one who's starving." he said then turned on his heel and headed to his previously occupied seat.

"Find Megumi first, then you'll get your portion." you said and he snorted with laughter "Are you ordering me around?" that smile of his lead you to many things.

"No, I'm giving you a challenge, if you find him quickly your dinner won't get cold." you waved your spoon at him lightly.

His smile only deepened "I can take orders like that every day~" he said then immediately disappeared behind the wall, leaving you alone.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #megumi fushiguro #gojo x reader #fluff #tsumiki fushiguro #satoru gojō x reader #masterlist #gojo x you #satoru gojo x you #gojo x y/n #satoru gojo x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x reader #years to come #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #jujutsu gojo

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autisticgingerblonde · 3 months ago

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If Fallout 4 companions had TikTok accounts

Cait would have an account dedicated to fighting and thirst traps (aimed at women mostly). Teaches women self-defense techniques. She earns a spot in the algorithm of muscle mommies. She also raises awareness for addicts and former addicts, educating on the effects of drugs and the reasons people seek them out in the first place. Honestly, it's a very good account to follow.

Codsworth is just confused about TikTok. He's like "oh so what are the children saying these days? Aura? I'll have to add a new word to my vocabulary banks! Cheerio, mum!"

Curie makes educational videos for all ages and all subjects. She has a series of learning Japanese, a series of vaccines and the science behind them, a series about the effects of different types of parenting, you name it. She also takes suggestions from her audience on what new things to research.

Danse has unintentional thirst traps. He talks about power armor and the Brotherhood of Steel but also posts workouts. These are what get the most attention out of everything he posts. The BookTok girlies find him and all hell breaks loose in the comment sections. He responds to this with, "Thank you, civilians. I am not sure what you mean, but I am glad you are supporting the Brotherhood of Steel by being on my page. Thank you for your enthusiasm for our righteous cause. Ad victorium." People armchair diagnose him as autistic.

Deacon does "GRWM as i tell you about the time i ______" videos where each day he looks completely different and you can never tell if he's telling the truth or not. He also does head shaving videos that double as story times or opinion pieces. You can't tell if those are true or not either.

Dogmeat has a viral account followed by millions. Get's a lot of "I can't imagine liking this guy" comments with the op replying to their own comment with "anymore than I already do. Huge fan!"

Hancock does subtle cheeky thirst traps and dance challenges. This entire post was inspired by the FACT that Hancock would participate in the brat summer trend and would do the Apple dance with Fahrenheit filming it. He also tells stories, mostly of him being high. He gets a lot of requests to cosplay Deadpool.

MacCready has a lot of things he does. Some videos are sniper trick shots, some are Grognak the Barbarian yapping (he does short lore deep dives when he can), and some are about being a young single dad. He doesn't show Duncan's face because he's extremely protective. Casually drops the most insane lore about his childhood which leads to comments like "are we just ignoring that he said he grew up in a cave?"

Nick Valentine would be a very popular fashion and "a day in the life of a detective". He'd do vintage fashion looks, like loose slacks and suspenders with a trench coat to top it off. Sometimes does a deep dive into detective history. Gets a lot of thirsty comments to which he replies "that's one way to get the coolant pumping."

Old Longfellow has the appeal of the New England, stormy weather, sweater-wearing fisherman aesthetic, and he tells stories of his youth while showing people around the area he grew up. Learns mobile phone cinematography to make it look cooler. Every video has either a lesson or a skill for survival.

Piper's account is solely focused on news and truth, posting every source she uses. She uses the trend of an insane video, like someone falling badly on the ground or getting splashed with water, and stitches it to look like a seamless transition of her rolling from the fall or being splashed to start talking about her news stories. It gets traction so she continues.

Porter Gage has a side gig of running TikTok accounts for different people. Gets the money, doesn't get the backlash when they get canceled for racism or worker exploitation.

Preston has an account dedicated to charity work and social activism. He makes sure to highlight organizations he feels are doing the world a service and regularly has fundraisers. He's well-known for always sharing content from people in dire situations and raising money for them. Has a master document of Go Fund Me pages and vets every one of them.

Strong has a lot of those unintentional boomer tiktoks that are 1 second long and he's just looking at the screen in confusion.

X6 cyber bullies the rest of them because he thinks having a TikTok is cringe and stupid (he is currently writing hate comments with his TikTok account)

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svrgeakio · 9 months ago

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ཐི ۵ ཋྀ

PICK A CARD READING

10 random pick messages

about your future spouse

⭒ masterlist 𝆩 𝅄 ꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝅄 𝆩 pick a card ⭒

ⓘ this is a general reading and is crafted with various of energies, be mindful that not all written and is said are all accurate.

PILE 1

i. neat and clean

ii. white could be a favorite color

iii. very social / society knows them

iv. appearance is important; need to be perfect all the time as possible

v. active and loves to travel

vi. put themselves first before the others: little bit selfish

vii. excellent money handling/ well-off

viii. very vocal about their love to someone

ix. likes to update their love one

x. from the distance; can be a foreigner for some

PILE 2

i. beautiful and nice hands

ii. mother is important person in their life

iii. a boss / act like a boss

iv. from foreign / work by the sea / migrate to other country

v. travel is the main thing / dream of traveling

vi. depressed/ has an illness / dark color

vii. family oriented / has family issues / childhood trauma / their family has lot of kids (siblings)

viii. childish / likes kids / prefer to have lots of kids

ix. friendly / charming / attractive - smells good and nice

x. secretive / pessimistic

PILE 3

i. cold and impatient

ii. separation issues / hesitant about their decision

iii. intelligent and is educated/ a secret child of their parent

iv. young looking / childish/ naive

v. profits related with children

vi. wealthy/ successful in life / financial burdens

vii. depressed/ suffers alot / too weak for a certain situation

viii. lucky but has it's karma / open minded / gamble then loss alot

ix. overworked/ overwhelmed at something

x. once they fall, it last long for a long time

#pick a card #tarot cards #tarot reading #spirituality #divination #tarot #future spouse #pick a pile #future spouse reading #love reading

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notlhecxzsa · 3 months ago

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The Asylum Where I Was Raised - N.R

Summary: Born and raised inside a very privileged family clan has its pros and advantages. But, why does Y/n feel like the poorest child ever growing up? Will it ever change?

Author's Note: Here's chapter 1 of The Great War, hope you enjoy! This is 3,4k words.

Warnings: Deprivation of parental care, verbal abuse, physical abuse, violence, cursing, angst

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3rd Person's POV:

"Who is that, Mama?" The small child with a fiery red hair asked her mother, who was sitting beside her on a very long table, having lunch with one of their family's closest friends.

Natalia has gotten used to these kinds of meetings and events, it was a way to keep their ties with their people stronger. At first, it was a blurry knowledge to her little mind, but as time passed by, it all came down to her, especially with her father's strong words and lessons.

The question caught the table's attention, the clattering of utensils against the plates was cut short, the ongoing conversation died down slowly as they looked towards the big backyard through the big glassy doors from the dining area of the monstrous house.

There was a pool outside, many trees and farther more is a huge vast amount of open space to do different activities. Somewhere along the scenery in front of them was a kid, a girl with two ponytails, wearing a pink princess dress and Mary Jane's shoes. If it weren't for the cute little dog and a worn out teddy bear, she would look almost utterly lonely.

"Oh my, is that Y/n? She has grown so much!" Melina, Natalia's mother, exclaimed with a shocked expression on her face, a smile forming on her face.

"It is her, yes." Phoveus, Y/n's father said with a straight tone. Natalia's ears perked up, she couldn't understand the tone the man had used, but she couldn't careless as her attention stayed on the younger girl.

Natalia is at the age of 12, already close to being a teenager. The kid could be somewhere around 7 or 8 years of age.

"Why isn't she dining with us?" Melina asked, turning her attention back to the table as they started eating again. She looked in between the two married adults, who they also claim as one of their closest friends. It has been so long since they got to see each other again, maybe that is why Natalia has forgotten about her ultimate best friend.

"Oh, well-..." Natalia looked back and averted her gaze to the woman, who she learned was Carmilla. "She already ate earlier, that kid has got a big stomach, she couldn't wait anymore for you." She watched as the woman cut into her steak while explaining. "Also, she has become a very shy girl, I bet she wouldn't even want to be here at this table." Letting out a chuckle that made Natalia's ear almost bleed with how fake it sounded.

All those years of having a very different type of education from other children, provided by her parents, had made Natalia so different from any other kids. It was also why her father had become so proud of her, of the woman she's becoming.

She is a very observant child, and it was no help to have such lessons on how to learn different people's expressions, attitudes, and actions. Turning to look back at the young girl, she saw her panting, dropping to the floor to sit beside her dog after running around with who seemed to be an invisible friend.

As she gazes at the girl, the clattering of utensils started again, along with the voices of her father and the man they were with. Her mother's voice invaded her hearing, "Do you not remember her, sweetheart?" Her mother asked, and she frowned, turning to look up at her.

She thought for a moment, too long that she forgot to answer her mother as the woman at the table got her attention before she could even come up with an answer. She couldn't seem to put a finger on it, but after the question her mother had thrown, there was a familiarity that surged through her.

Looking back at the girl, she stood up, averting her gaze to her father. "Can I go play with her, father? Please?" She asked, once again all the attention went to her.

"How about you ask her parents, Natalia?" A small lopsided smile formed on Alexei's face, motioning her head towards Carmilla and Phoveus.

She blinked and swallowed a lump in her throat, clearing her throat before she started to speak. "Can I play with your kid, Mister Y/L/N and Mrs. Y/L/N?" Alexei looked so proud, seeing her daughter fearless, not shying away like a normal child as she stood tall.

"Of course, you can darling. If anything happens, tell us quickly, alright?" Phoveus agreed, nodding her head.

Natalia thought about how he sounded like the kid might do something rude, which Natalia won't fall for, she can see with her own eyes how harmless the kid is. And, if she ever was hurt by you, she can clearly protect herself.

Natalia thought nothing of it before replying with only a nod of her head and muttering an appreciation. She turned on her heels, ready to leave before the delicious cupcake on her plate caught her attention, taking it in her hands, Natalia made her way outside.

"Tammy, no!" She heard before that cute little giggles were caught by her hearing, she almost unconsciously smiled as she looked towards the girl who was sitting down with so much curiosity in her eyes.

She saw the dog licking the girl's face, with that, freely, she let herself smile unconsciously. So cute, she thought before shaking her head to get rid of the thought.

"Lucy will go mad at me again for getting very dirty, TamTam. Let's play no more, okay?" She heard, once again, the small voice that makes her stomach churn in a good way.

"Hey..." She started, stopping just a few feet away from the girl. If I was a killer, she'd be so dead by now with how oblivious she is around her surroundings, she thought.

She saw how the girl jumped in surprised, quickly turning to look at her, clutching her teddy bear before standing up. The little poodle ran up to her, looking alerted by the new presence and somehow ready to surge to protect her owner.

Natalia only scratched its head with her one hand, looking down at it as the smile on her face grew.

"Who are you?" Natalia's attention averted once again, looking up she finally saw the girl's face clearly.

If she was cute in Natalia's mind earlier, god, right now she might be the angel that Natalia has first ever seen. With her doe eyes, small plump lips and flustered cheeks, Natalia could almost feel her heart pump so hard that it almost started to hurt.

She watched as the girl's eyes averted to the cupcake she was holding, before it was met by her own eyes again.

"I'm Natalia, you're Y/n, right? Your parents said I could play with you." Natalia explained in a very gentle manner. No, she had never talked like that to her family.

She saw how Y/n's eyes stayed on the cupcake for a while before answering. "Really?" Her high pitched voice muttered, looking up at Natalia with curiosity in her eyes.

"Yes-" Natalia was cut off when a voice came out in the middle of nowhere, a middle aged woman who seemed to be at the age of her mother, wearing a maid uniform came walking in a fast pace towards Y/n.

"Oh god, you child! How can you go out that fast- Oh look at you! You're already dirty, you just had a shower! Your mom's gonna kill, me, peanut!" The woman rambled, bending down to Y/n's level, wiping her sweaty face with a soft handkerchief.

Natalia studied her for a while, figuring that she's no harm and seemed to be the maid of the younger kid in front of her. She saw a small guilty smile formed in Y/n's face, before the dog that was by her feet surge to the woman, licking wherever its tounge can reach.

"But- but, Tammy wanted to play, Lucy!" The girl reasoned out, Natalia almost smiled with how dumb it sounded. A dog can't talk, stupid.

"Right, missy. It's Tammy's fault again, huh?" Natalia watched the banter in front of her, figuring that it's a usual event that happens from time to time.

"Oh, I see you've got someone here? Who is she, hmm?" Natalia watched the woman turned the small child around, facing her, as she put another towel on the small child's back inside the most pinkish clothes that Natalia has ever seen.

"She's my new friend!" Y/n started, and Natalia frowned. They just met and did not yet started to play together, how can she be her friend, Natalia thought, but said nothing. "Mommy and Daddy said we could play, Lutsy!" She almost chuckled hearing the lisp that was let out as she observed how Y/n's eyes gaze at the cupcake in her hand once again.

"Oh well, I hope you had fun playing with my baby." The woman smiled warmly towards Natalia and she replied with a nod, not saying anything. "You seemed to have grown so much already, Natalia. It is nice to see you again, but, sadly Y/n her has got some lessons to do. You guys can play again later, alright?" The woman rambled as she picked Y/n up, probably knowing that Y/n will fussed and ran away.

Natalia frowned, wanting to protest but the woman was already turning around. "Wait!" Natalia blurted out, looking at Y/n who was also looking at her already.

She ran up to her side, holding up the cupcake. "Do you want it?" She saw how Y/n's eyes widen along with a smile on her face before practically leaning in immediately, taking the cupcake in her hands, licking the sweet icing on top of it.

Natalia couldn't help but notice a bruise on her small arm, a cut on the other that seemed to be healing already, again, she didn't say anything, only frowning until Lucille started to talk.

"Oh, sweetheart. That's so nice of you, Y/n! What do you say?" Lucille asked the young woman in her arms with a smile plastered in her face.

"Thank tyuo..." Y/n mumbled around the cupcake, her attention only on the sweet food in her hands.

Natalia unconsciously, once again, smiled. Her heart had never felt this warm until now. "Natalia... My name's Natalia, Y/n." She said softly, looking up at the younger kid.

The kid only nodded, smiling down at Natalia with her eyes brightening.

"Well, we should get going. Promise, you guys will have more chance to play, alright?" Lucille bargained, hoping to not keep the tutor waiting.

As they walked away, Natalia kept her eyes on Y/n, with Y/n doing the same while muching the cupcake she just received from someone that made her happy for a small amount of time. Finally, she had a friend. Or, that's what her little mind thought so, having to grow up in a very secluded and be protected too much.

But, in all, for her, she had a friend to play with. She only read those in the books she was almost forced to read. Sometimes the books that Lucy will read to her before bedtime. She just hope she gets to play with Natalia the girl with a red hair more soon! She has a really pretty hair, Y/n thought.

Natalia sighed, turning around to gaze at the place that Y/n was playing on. Frowning as she saw something, before her name was called out.

With a hope in her heart to see her again soon.

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"Shhh, I know, sweetheart, I know. Come on, we need to get you up to your room, your parents will be mad if they saw you here." Inside the maid's quarter is crying sixteen year old Y/n. Lucille comforted the child, her heart breaking as she hear the helpless whimpers and cries of the kid that grew up in her arms.

It's so heart shattering, and how she cried so quietly was enough to build a lump on Lucille's throat. After all those years of being treated like a prisoner in a world she did not deserve to live in, Lucille's heart warmed at the reality of how Y/n could still keep her heart and sould despite of everything.

"Can't I sleep here only for tonight, please?" Lucille's heart couldn't break more at the sound of Y/n's voice breaking, keepting it low down quiet, almost sounding like a whisper.

She cupped the younger one's bruised cheek, a cut on the side of her lips and a couple more bruises already forming on her arms.

"Darling, you know that's impossible. Remember what happened last time?" She said softly, slipping her fingers through the soft shiny hair of Y/n.

She felt the kid nodding, another quiet sob coming out of her, followed by a whimper.

"My head hurts so much, Luce. I-I think Dada also broke my pinky." Holding up her hand, Lucille saw how it was bent slightly, finally taking notice on the black and blue color on her wrist.

"Oh baby, don't worry, I'll make it better, alright? We just need to go to your room first to clean you up, yeah?" With a nod, she helped the young woman stand up, the lack of shoes broke Lucy's heart once more.

"Here, sweetheart. Wear this." Taking out another pair of slippers, she helped her put it on, like she always did when Y/n was still a child.

"Will you sleep there with me, Lulu?" Her heart warmed at the nickname, and she smiled sadly as she guided the girl up to her room, taking notice how the kid tensed up as they reached the living room, looking for an invisible monster that might come out of nowhere.

"Baby, you know I can't..." She said softly.

"What about Tamtam?" She can feel and see how helpless the little girl looked, she wants- no, need someone to be with her. By her side.

No kid should ever feel like this, experience like this, especially coming from their parents. God, if she just had the privilege of having a family and a child of her own, she would make sure to give her all. Like what she does to Y/n right now.

"Sure, darling. Tamtam can stay with you, just not up in your bed, alright?" Lucille said, and with a nod from thw younger one, she left a comforting kiss on her head.

"Good girl, peanut."

She felt so much anger towards her bosses, she know she's not in place to feel like this. But, as Y/n grew up, it is becoming harder to just stay put and watched it all unfold in front of her.

May it be a fight between to married couple, a problem on their business or literally anything, it's always taken out on their child. God, how cruel can they be?

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"Mama?... Mommy?" The sixteen year old kid called out, pushing gently and slowly the office of her mother. Excited for her mother to see how well she did in her tutoring class, while a canvas of painting on the other hand, wanting to give her mother a gift.

There was no occasion, it is one of the young woman's love language, gifting handmade gifts for everyone she loves dearly. It's one of the things that the maids in their house, along with the big bulky bodyguards who she made friends with, really adored about her. Their heart warming at the appreciation for hard work they are receiving, especially, for Lucille.

Lucille thought that no money from the child's parents could ever go beyond the gifts she was receiving from the youngling.

She heard faint noises from the inside, but she continued pushing slowly. Upon opening, she caught the view of her father, throwing things around in the air, her eyes landed on her mother who was looking so disheveled sitting on the office chair.

"You're such a fucking whore, do you know that? How many time have you fucked that bitch, huh?-" Her father's booming voice made her flinch, even with the thousands of times that she was already met by the sound, she's still not very used to it.

"Oh, stop! Don't act like you weren't fucking that secretary of yours, huh? Do you think I didn't know that?" Her mother replied, still, she went unnoticed by the both.

With her heart thumping, she bit her lips, not clearly understanding what was happening. Frowning as she stepped towards her father who was standing closely to her, holding the paper and the painting in one hand as she reached out with the other.

"Dada?..." With only two tugs of her father's shirt, she was met with a very hard push after her hand went flying away from her father's wrist.

The things she was holding cluttering on the floor as her lips wobbled.

"Hey!... don't hurt her!" She heard her mother shouted, she sounded like she was scared in Y/n's head, but she just hesitated.

"Fucking bitch, get out! The adults are talking, Y/n. Do you want to go to the black room again? Huh?" Her eyes widen with tears, before shaking her head vigorously.

"N-No..." She muttered with her voice shaking, almost coming out as a whimper. She wanted to turn around and get out, but it seemed like she was stuck from where she was standing.

"Fuck you, Phoveus! Come here, Y/n. Don't you ever come near that man again." A hand gripped her forearms, she let out a small yelped, but it was ignored as she was practically dragged outside, tears clouding her vision, no idea where they were heading before she was pushed away.

Closing her eyes, waiting for the impact of something hard, only to be met by a pair of awaiting arms whom she grown to find comfort in.

"Shhhhh, come on. I'm here, no one's gonna hurt you again, peanut. I'm here, alright? I'm not leaving."

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"Tammy! No, baby, you can't eat that. That's my paint brush, you crazy dog!" Exclaiming with a smile on her face is the nineteen years old daughter of the married couple inside the Y/L/N manor.

Underneath the willow tree where all her endless summer and winter was spent, she painted different things that caught her eyes. Accompanied by her dog that had grown up a lot from the past few years.

A cast on her arm made her frown, feeling it graze on her skin in the most uncomfortable way. It is such a bother for her living, especially when she is painting. Sighing sadly, she continues painting the birds that had flown across the huge backyard they have. Humming to a random tune that would come up in her mind, a glasses that she rarely wears, perked up on her nose.

She used to have such an amazing vision, until an accident forced her to live having a spectacle. She rarely wears it, only when a familiar headache would spike through her head, along with her vision slightly blurring.

"Y/n?" She looked up, along with Tammy, who ran immediately towards the maid that was walking towards them.

"Yes, Lucy? I'm just painting here..." She said, quick to explain what she does. The woman look down on where the younger on was sitting, shaking her head, choosing to ignore the unnecessary explanation she just received.

"I know, peanut. Come inside, there are visitors that just came in, your parents want you to be with them." Lucille explained, bending down to clean up the things that was scattered on the ground, with Y/n immediately leaning in, on her knees, helping her caregiver.

"Why would they want me to be there?" She asked, her voice lacing with so much curiosity. It was not normal for her parents to want her by their side when visitors would come in.

Lucille hesitated, she was formally informed of what the future holds for the kid that grew up in her arms. Having a high position inside the manor, and being the caregiver for the child whom the parents trusted the most. "Just come inside, alright? Make sure to composed yourself and look presentable." Y/n frowned, hearing Lucille's voice with an edge lacing through it. It wasn't her usual tone, but she said nothing, only nodded as they made their way inside the mansion.

"Will you be there, Lucy?" A question that the woman had grown accustomed to.

"Of course, peanut."

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Author's Note: Finally posted the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed!

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