#hands you a lipo

[pantherloid]

[wonderbias]

Manipulate, Manslaughter, Malewife

Pairing: Modern! Aemond Targaryen x OC

Genre: Fun, fluff, tiny tiny tiny angst.

Warnings: language, mentions of sexual relationships, suggestive.

Words: +2.5K

A/N: So, I know a lot have been waiting for Part 3 of my other story...I've been waiting too for the ~~inspiration~~ but, meanwhile, I had this idea yesterday and thought "why not share it?" Hope you like it!

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Like every day at 8 AM the mothers of the kindergarten stood against the entrance of the institution. Some were on their phone, some were talking among themselves, and others admired their expensive manicure, but they were all waiting for the same.

Aemond Targaryen.

Finally, the silver and expensive car parked, and from it descended the Valyrian God, as many liked to call him.

Others called him a variety of names that wouldn't be appropriate saying it out loud.

Aemond went to the back door of his car and from it jumped down a small kid with his same hair color and a wide smile.

The sight made some hearts melt.

(It made some panties damper too but, let's not pay attention to that.)

Father and son walked holding hands from their car into the kindergarten, the little Rhaegar happily following his dad.

When they disappeared behind the doors, a collective sigh could be heard.

"Did you see it?" "He's so loving!" "His kid is just like him." "He only smiles when he's with Rhaegar, I saw them the other day in the supermarket."

"I'm going to ask him on a date," suddenly announced Brianna, the recently-divorcee-who-had-undergone-breast-surgery-and-a-lipo.

Every mother turned to look at her, some with disgust, some with surprise, some with admiration.

Marie finally spoke, "Sorry, but he's married. Didn't you see the wedding band?"

Brianna rolled her eyes but the one who answered was Rebecca, one of Brianna's friends who was the 'live, laugh, love' type, "No he's not! Another friend of mine works in the Civil Registration Office and tells me that there's no Mrs. Targaryen!"

Marie thought it was ridiculous how grown-up women were making little jumps like teenagers.

Obviously, Rebecca couldn't contain herself and kept talking, "Girls, he's a widower, I'm sure of it. He never mentions someone-"

"He barely talks…," Marie cuts her.

"- nobody has seen him with anyone and he doesn't have a big social life! He's perfect and, if you search, his family has millions and millions!" Rebecca stated, ignoring Marie's attempts to interrupt her.

"Shut up! He's coming," muttered Brianna, walking to the front of the group of women.

As on cue, Aemond Targaryen walked out of the building, stern face and dark glasses on. He noticed the group of women and greeted them with a slight tilt of his head.

"Ladies," he spoke, with the deep and soft tone that Marie imagined some of her favorite book characters had.

He got inside his car and, in a matter of seconds, he was on the road.

"I'm doing it, I won't die before getting a taste of that dick," Brianna announced with a face full of determination, while she adjusted her new breasts inside the tight blouse she was wearing.

Run, Aemond Targaryen, run. Marie thought.

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The ritual repeated at 1 PM.

There were a few differences though: the mothers and fathers awaited their kids, the kids ran outside to greet them and Rhaegar Targaryen was picked up by his nanny.

Marie could tell that the woman was nice and really cared for Rhaegar, but the truth was that they had never really talked beside the occasional greeting and chatting about kids. She also knew that the group of 'Cool moms', in which Brianna and Rebecca were part of, liked to treat the nanny as if she was a handmaid, and women of money didn't talk to the help.

But today was different, she thought while watching how Brianna talked with the nanny (who was looking at her interlocutor skeptically) and tried to be friendly.

She moved closer to them, to listen to their conversation and so that she could interfere in case Brianna acted like her usual self and insulted the poor woman.

"So, I was thinking, maybe we could arrange a play date with Logan and Rhaegar," suggested Brianna, in an overly sweet tone.

The nanny smiled, "Oh, I'm sure Rhaegar will love it."

"It could be this Thursday, at five? In my house?" Brianna said a little too quickly.

"Damn girl, you're a viper," Marie thought. "The only day that Aemond Targaryen picks up his kid."

"Oh," the poor woman was a little overwhelmed, she noticed. "I think it'll be fine-"

Brianna interrupted her by putting a hand on her arm, "Tell your boss, darling, and tell him to call me so we can arrange the play date." Then she handed the girl a card with her contact information, "Please, tell Mr. Targaryen to call me, I'll be awaiting his call."

She was distracted by her kid running towards her but, as she walked to her car, she could see the poor nanny having a dumbfounded face.

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Are you sure?

Yes! Why would I lie?

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Turns out that the play date, according to Brianna, had turned out "excellent, I have him wrapped around my finger".

(Marie thought that Brianna had misunderstood Aemond's good manners as flirting, the girl was so desperate that she was blind in her judgment.)

Anyway, she had announced that during Trivia Night at School, her plans to conquer the Valyrian God and drag him into her bed, she had also shared how she had gone to get a brazilian wax in preparation for "her great night".

Meanwhile, her husband, James, and she had dressed up for the occasion. James was particularly interested in how almost every single or divorced mother was pursuing the widower Aemond Targaryen.

Marie spotted Aemond Targaryen in the crowd of parents, talking to some other men, she pointed at him discreetly, "That's him, babe. Be discreet…no! I told you to be…don't look, don't look…now, I think he's distracted."

She loved James, but if she sent the man to spy on someone, he would end up ringing the bell. He had stood there looking at the Targaryen directly, trying to see a glimpse of his face, and, finally, when he did, the idiot had softly whistled, "Damn, he's hot! I'm doubting my sexuality."

Marie nudged her husband's shoulder, "Shh! You idiot!" Still, she couldn't deny that her husband was right.

"Oh, man! I'm hoping that when he rejects Brianna I can be close so I can watch the exact moment her face drops," he had said while they were waiting for their drinks. James wasn't too fond of Brianna after how she had cheated on one of his friends in college. "Oh, I can't wait, love! I need to get another drink in advance to celebrate."

"How are you so sure that he's going to reject her?" she was genuinely curious. Besides the plastic surgery, Brianna was pretty, any man would find her attractive.

James turned to look at her, "Honey, I have a feeling about this, trust me."

She took a sip of her margarita, "Good or bad?"

James stared at the back of Aemond Targaryen and nodded, "Good."

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A few hours had passed and every adult seemed a little drunk, the drinks were free so…Why not?

Why not? Marie cursed her earlier self as she entered the bathroom, turns out that the side effect, that nobody mentions, of having children is that your bladder will never be the same, that's why she was on her third trip to the bathroom.

Great, only one is occupied.

She did her business, which never seemed to end, and got out of the cubicle. As she's washing her hands and checking that her makeup and her hair aren't too ruined, the door of the second cubicle opens and a familiar face appears.

"Hi, Marie! How are you?" says the nanny of Rhaegar Targaryen.

Marie is confused. You see: the nanny she's used to is a tall woman who usually wears cargo pants, a t-shirt, and sneakers. Not a drop of makeup, sometimes she wears glasses, her brown hair in a ponytail and she believes the nanny has green eyes.

But this…woman? She's the nanny her grandmother advised her daughter's not to let her enter their houses or they would find their husband balls deep in her pussy.

Gods, she's intimidated by her looks...

This nanny reloaded is gorgeous. She's tall, like really tall, and she's wearing heels which make her even taller! She's wearing a gorgeous dark blue dress that's barely above her knee and it also has a neckline that shows her full breasts (if I had tits like that I would be naked 24/7). Her hair is mid-length and light brown, her lips are full and painted a glossy red and her green eyes appear to be shining thanks to her makeup.

Marie has a hard time finding her words, but she still tries, "Um…hi." Great Marie, now you're being rude. You're also being rude by not knowing her name.

Oh shit, what was her name? Something…Italian? Spanish? Maybe?

To her surprise, the nanny reloaded laughs, "I know it's not my usual attire, I know I look a little weird. My name's Fiamma, by the way."

She felt herself blush in embarrassment, "Oh! I'm sorry, I'm terrible at remembering names. You look beautiful, by the way…"

Wait, why was she here?

There are no kids here…it's just parents and teachers.

But she's no parent…and no teacher…who invited her?

She watches as Fiamma AKA 'The Nanny' checks her makeup in the mirror and then grabs a big purse.

They exit the bathroom and start walking towards the 'party'. Marie can't contain herself and stops.

"I'm sorry Fiamma, I know I'm being rude but, why are you here? Are you…dating a parent or a teacher?" she asks and immediately regrets doing it because the look the other woman gives to her is one of disdain.

But…she's a nanny! She shouldn't be here, the school is very strict to let anybody enter their grounds and she's-

"You know Marie, I know women like you, even men. They think they're so 'liberal' and 'inclusive' but when they're finally facing someone who doesn't act or look or even dress like them…well, they show their true colors," expressed Fiamma, clenching her hands but still maintaining eye contact.

She was sure she hadn't been this embarrassed and ashamed in a long time.

"I'm…I-I don't know what you're talking about-," she muttered.

To her disgrace, Fiamma raised a hand, signaling her to stop talking, "You and your lot of 'Mom friends' never treated me well, you barely even talked to me, never asked for my name. Hell, nobody asked or gave me their number when I asked!"

"Why would we want a nanny's number?!" blurted out Marie.

Oh, fuck. I shouldn't have said that. I can't say things like that.

Clutching her purse tightly she realized how disrespectful she had been, "I'm sorr-"

But Fiamma was already climbing up the stairs, she tried to follow her (to do what? Apologize? Ask for forgiveness? Ask her to don't tell anyone?) but it was in vain, Fiamma was already walking towards…

Oh, my fucking God! How old is she? Was she going to tell on her to Aemond Targaryen? How could she believe that her employer would listen to a mere nanny-

Wait…he's hugging her.

And now he's…kissing her?!

She quickly moved through the crowd and found a more secluded place where she could sit and process everything that had happened.

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For a few minutes, she sat there, on the small bench, trying to understand what had happened.

What the fuck is going on here?

The sound of the gravel alerted her of the presence of another person.

Great…she's back to fight some more.

"You know, Marie, of all the vipers…I thought you were…different," said a low voice.

She didn't have to raise her head to know that Aemond Targaryen was talking to her.

Still, she was proud (and dumb enough to fight him back).

She raised from her seat and muttered through clenched teeth, "I'm not the one who's fucking the nanny and showing her around here! I don't know how is it in Westeros, but things here-"

"She's my wife, you dumb bitch," he deadpanned. He stared at her dead in the eye and continued, "You thought you were being nice and courteous to someone 'lower' than you when the truth is that you are a snobbish fucker that thinks that she's above everyone."

Her pressure dropped, "I-I-I-I'm…n-n-not-"

Aemond interrupted her again and, she could swear, she saw fire in his eyes, "Now, I think you owe my wife an apology. If you're quick, you can be after Brianna and Rebecca… there are more people in the line and those two have lengthy apologies for believing me a horny widower."

Her mouth was agape and her hands and legs were shaking, she hadn't been in so much fear in…her life. With all the energy she could muster she nodded, and that seemed to please the man because he turned into his heel and walked away.

She had to sit down to calm herself, but couldn't contain her tears. She had been humiliated and even scolded like a brat and while every bone in her wanted to keep fighting, deep down she knew that she had been a bitch on purpose to a person only because it didn't fit the wealthy environment.

Suddenly she heard quick steps and a panting breath, "Honey, you won't believe this! The Targaryen is married! You should have seen Brianna's face when he told her in front of his wife, the bitch even started crying for 'giving her false hopes' and the wife told her to 'assure yourself that your conquest isn't married before a brazilian wax'! It was a-ma-zing!..."

"Wait, why are you crying?!"

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Fiamma walked down the stairs after checking her kids were fine and sleeping and searched around the house for her husband.

She found him in the kitchen, apron on, sleeves up, and hair tied, washing the dishes. Pouring herself more wine, she took advantage of the fact that he wasn't facing her to admire his back.

"Thank you for defending my…honor, as you nicely put it," her voice was velvety, filled with love and gratitude.

He chuckled, "I had to, love. One thing is being rude to me, I can handle it but, when you came with that card? I wanted to strangle her."

"And not in a good way," she teased him and, in response, he splashed some water on her a playful smile on his face.

"What I still don't understand is…why they thought you were the nanny? And how the fuck they thought I was a widower?"

She takes a deep breath and starts explaining to him what Rebecca had said in her apology: that they had never seen them together, that there wasn't a Mrs. Targaryen, that he wore his wedding band (duh), and how the group of mothers had never thought of her as his wife.

"In a way, I can understand because Rhaegar always greets me in Valyrian and I was always in my working clothes, which aren't the fanciest. Also, it doesn't help that both my kids look nothing like me, they're copies of you," she suggested, her hand caressing his back.

Aemond "mmmm-ed" to her and nodded, "Still, they were rude to you. Nanny or not, they should have acted like adults and asked if they were so curious."

"Aemond please…they think that they're too important and that people should seek them," she pointed out. "They're fucking crazy, love, just spending their time drinking expensive wine, doing their nails, getting botox, and ordering the "help" around."

"I too drink expensive wine, does that mean I'm a "desperate housewife"?" he joked with her while he cleaned the last plate.

"Oh, shut up," a laugh came over her. "You do so much more: you take care of the kids, you manage the US branch of your family company from home, you cook, you clean. Need me to keep going?"

"I also cleaned the pool," he pointed. "And I managed to close a big deal for millions."

She rolled her eyes but kept going on, Aemond loved being praised and she was delighted to give it to him, "You cleaned the pool and closed a deal. You do too much for us, love, you're not a "desperate housewife", in any case, you would be a 'malewife'."

He could barely contain his laugh at the term, "Wow. Can I put it on my resume?"

She walked to him and hugged him by his waist, her face against his back, "If you want to…although I doubt it would help you." Her hands made their way under his black shirt, which was covered by the ridiculous apron, and started caressing the soft skin of his abs.

She gave his ear a soft and teasing bite making him take a deep breath, "You know…I've been neglectful with you, Aemond. You do so so much for me and the kids and I never tell you how thankful I'm for being yours. You decided to leave the life you had worked so hard to get only for me to get my dream job, how many husbands do that?"

He turned around, pupils were wide from the desire. His hand softly wrapped around her throat and she took a deep breath through her nose, then his lips finally settled over hers.

As their lips finally made contact, his tongue made its way through her lips, deepening the kiss and swallowing every whimper and moan she made. Her hands went to his soft and long hair, her nails barely scratching his scalp which made his hips snap against hers.

But then he pulled apart, his hand still on her throat, and looked into her eyes, the dominant side of him taking control of the situation. She could already feel her panties getting damp.

"On your knees, sweetheart," Aemond demanded, the grip on her throat tightening a little. "Be good and I might give you a reward, mmm?"

She obeyed, mouth already open in expectation.

After all, her sweet and devoted husband always needed a reminder of how much she loved and needed him.

[waitingandwishing]

Army Dreamers pt. 4

(Cross posted on tumblr and AO3)

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"You ready?" Y/N asked, a teasing smile playing at the corner of her lips.

Killua shrugged, "I mean, how hard could it be? Just a few strings, right?"

chuckled. "Famous last words."

She handed him the violin, guiding his hand to hold it properly. Her touch was careful, her fingers brushing his for just a moment longer than necessary.

Killua felt a flutter in his chest but quickly pushed it away, focusing on the instrument instead. “Like this,” She said softly. She adjusted his posture, placing his chin on the rest and guiding his other hand to hold the bow. "Now, don’t grip it too tightly. Don’t need you to break my violin."

Killua nodded, biting her lip in concentration. He tried his best to follow ’s instructions, but the first sound that came out was more of a screech than a sound. Y/N winced from the loud screech before snickering. "Okay, maybe this is a little harder than I thought," Killua admitted.

Y/N moved closer, positioning herself behind him. Gently, she placed her hand over his on the bow. Their closeness made ’s heart race, but she tried to stay focused on the task at hand. Together, they guided the bow across the strings, and this time, a clear note rang out.��"See? Much better," Y/N said with a smile before moving away, much to Killua’s dismay, “But I think you’ll need a few more lessons."

Killua rolled his eyes, sticking out his tongue at her. “Of course I do, I’m a newbie obviously.” He said and Y/N rolled her eyes and turned to Gon.

“Gon! Did you wanna try?” She asked and Gon nodded with an excited grin. He practically bounced up from the couch to the two of them and Y/N held out her violin to him.

“So basically…” Y/N explained everything to Gon once again and Killua tuned it out, staring at the two of them. 

Killua bit the inside of his cheek as he stared at Y/N, something weird was happening with him. He liked her outfit, though he’d never admit it, it looked sort of cool. Her hair was pretty nice too, a soft shade of (h/c)… 

Y/N looked up and smiled. And as she smiled at him, her eyes warm and familiar, he felt it again- that warmth spreading through her, filling every corner of his being.

Killua looked away, slightly flustered at the thought of being caught. What was he thinking?! His pulse quickened, and he brushed it off. He was just overthinking it. He’d basically just met her, what was so important about her that he’d care so much anyways? It was a stupid feeling really, he must be getting sick… 

“You’re doing a much better job than Killua’s doing, I’ll admit.” Y/N said and that got Killua’s attention. 

“Hey! I’m way better than Gon!” Killua yelled from the couch and Y/N snickered.

“I’m just saying, at least he’s not gripping the violin for dear life.” She smiled as Gon handed her her violin and bow back, “Anyways, don’t worry. Both of you aren’t the best at it.”

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“Well, well, well, so you are all who passed," A man with a purple mohawk said, his hands clasped together. "I am the examiner for the third phase of the exam, as well as the fourth phase," He said, adjusting his glasses. "The names Lipo."

A lady began walking up, holding a piece of paper. "The fourth phase will begin shortly. What you are doing is stealing other people's badges, for points that is. You will draw a badge from the box and that is who your main target is. Your own badge is worth three points and whoever's badge you draws also worth three, everyone else's is worth one point, She explained. "You must have at least six points to advance,”

"Now then," Lippo began speaking. "In the order of who cleared Trick Tower, come draw from the box."

"Hisoka," The lady read off.

This kept going, each and every person taking off their own badge and stashing it somewhere. It eventually became Y/N’s turn. "Y/N,"

Walking up, she felt everyone's eyes on her. Looking at the box, she stuck her hand in. Feeling the cool metal of the badge, she pulled it out and stuck it in her pocket, not wanting to look at it yet.

Soon enough, everyone had pulled a badge and walked on the boat. Very few kept their badge on. She bit her lip nervously, looking around before opening the edge of her shoe to reveal a knife. She hid the badge there, feeling a bit more secure to know it was hidden.

Y/N found Gon, waving before sitting next to him, rubbing her hand against the badge in her pocket. Pulling it out, she flipped it over. ‘Number 198, hm? Sounds interesting…’ She thought to herself.

 "Hey," Killua greeted, walking over to the two of them. He stopped near her and slid down the wall of the boat, letting his skateboard rest to the left of him.

"Hi," She smiled.

Breaking the silence, Killua asked a question. "So, uh, who'd you get?" He asked, his head tilted upward.

"What'd you draw?" Gon avoided the question, instead giving a question back.

"It's a secret,” Killua looked at the two of us out of the corner of his eye.

“What about you, Y/N?” Gon asked.

“Eh, I’m not really worried about it…” She chuckled. This was going to be easier than she thought it was gonna be. Or… maybe not? She didn't really know.

They all stared at each other before bursting out in laughter. This wasn’t funny, but maybe because it wasn’t funny it was funny?

"Don't worry about it," Killua promised you, bending his leg and resting his hand on it. "Just know that I don't have either of you as my target," Не smiled a bit, looking at me.

"That's good, because you're not my target either," Gon widely smiled, although it looked a bit strained.

“Well, I don’t really know who it is…” Y/N ran her hand through her hair with a smile.

“If you show me the number, I’ll probably know them. Who is it?" Killua asked, his curiosity peaking. He adjusted his sitting position into a more comfortable one.

"I'll show you if you show me yours," Y/N bargained.

"Gon, you in?" He asked his friend. Y/N frowned, Gon seemed tense… his aura was pulsing with negative energy…

"Sure!" Gon ecstatically replied, closing his eyes as he continued smiling.

"On three then?" Y/N asked them, picking up the badge she pulled. Both of the boys nodded, shuffling their hands in their pockets. Pulling out the badge cards they pulled, they held them up.

"One."

"Two."

"Three!" 

They brought their hands down, showing their numbers. “Number 44?" Killua frowned, his surprise evident. "Really? You've got really bad luck, Gon."

“I know Hisoka’s probably jerking off right now at the thought of you hunting him.” Y/N muttered under her breath. 

“You think so?" Gon's face had a small blush on it, obviously embarrassed. Switching topics, he asked, "Who's number 199 anyway?"

"No idea," Killua shrugged. "I thought you guys might know."

"I'm pretty sure it's one of the three brothers,” Y/N said, looking at the number.

“There are brothers here?" Killua asked, clueless as to who she was talking about. Y/N and Gon both nodded our heads.

"And number 198?" Gon asked, pointing to her number.

"It's also one of the brothers. Might have to stick with Killua.” Y/N said, glancing back at him.

“What, you can't handle them yourself?”

“I can… It’s just better to be with someone else than to be alone.” Looking over at Gon, Y/N could see him trying to smile. "Gon, how do you plan to get Hisoka's badge?"

"I don't exactly know," He replied, his voice shaking. Come to think of it, his whole body was shaking. Ah, that’s why his aura was so tense. He was nervous.

"Hey, Gon," Killua called his name. Leaning closer to Y/N and Gon, he smirked, "Are you happy, or scared right now?"

Gon seemed to think for a minute, tilting his head upward before bringing it back down. "Kinda both, I guess. Fighting Hisoka, there's no way I'd win. But, if all I have to do is grab his badge, then maybe I might have a chance. It scares me, but I know that it's worth it," Gon clasped his hands together, his eyes blazing with determination.

“Well it’s a positive way to look at things I suppose.” Y/N smiled happily.

"I gotcha," Killua smiled and stood up. Bending down to grab his skateboard, he looked back at the two of us. "I guess I'll see you after the fourth phase then." 

He waved goodbye to Gon, tucking his skateboard between his arm and waist as he began to walk away with me scurrying up after him.

"Thought I could point out the three brothers for you," Y/N said, matching pace with him, “Since, y’know, we’ve basically got the same people.”

"Oh, thanks I guess," He sighed and leaned back a bit. "I wouldn't need your help if I had started paying attention sooner. I wasn't paying attention the whole time and by the time I was, everyone had already taken their badges off,” He complained, his teeth gritting together.

She laughed to herself, finding his complaining adorable. “You seem to think this Exam is so bothersome considering you thought it was gonna be fun.”

“Well, it was fun until I realized I had to pay attention to other people.” Killua sighed and looked at Y/N before looking up ahead, “Are those the brothers?”

“Yes.” Y/N nodded, “Umori, Amori, and… Imori I think. Also, who names their kids the same thing but with different vowels?”

“I dunno. Can we get back to the point though?” Killua asked.

“Right.” She nodded and pointed to the shortest one. He was a bit lanky and was wearing all blue. His hair was a light shade of brown, his eyes having spike markings below them. The eyes themselves were black and beady. "I bet it's that one.

“I guess we'll see," Killua remembered the three brothers' appearance, making sure that he didn't miss a single detail about them.

"Yeah, I guess we will," Y/N replied, her hand falling from his sleeve.

“Thanks, Y/N.” Killua eventually said. She turned and gave him a bright smile.

“No problem. We’re friends after all.” She said and turned her attention back to the three brothers.

"Thank you for being patient everyone!” A happy lady shouted. “We've arrived at Zevil Island! You will be disembarking in the order you completed the third phase in, from the first to the last!" She shoved her hand into her pocket, pulling out a pocket watch. "You'll go ashore one at a time, with two minute intervals between each of the applicants!"

‘Ah shoot, we have less time than everyone else considering we were there last…’  Y/N frowned, slightly upset at Leorio. ‘This is gonna take such a long time…’

"You'll be on the island for exactly one week!" She continued. Y/N ignored Gon and Killua’s conversation behind her, wanting to focus on what she was going to tell us. "That means you only have seven days to collect six points, and come back here! First applicant, get ready to disembark now!" She flung her finger up, making the ‘one’ symbol.

Hisoka, in all his glory, began walking toward her. His creepy aura left with him, thankfully and hopefully, she wouldn't encounter him at all during her week here. His aura was unnatural, something bloodthirsty, does he get off of murder or something? 

Some time passed by, before the lady popped up again. "The two minutes are up! Applicant number two, please enter the island!" The lady called out. Y/N let out a sigh, this was gonna take a longgg time.

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Soon enough, huge tree roots blotted my path. Sighing, she began climbing and walking over them, grumbling to herself. She felt really annoyed, maybe it was because she wasn’t a very outdoorsy person or maybe it was because of the violin case weighing her down.

She really didn’t know…

Y/N felt herself freeze as she felt  knife-like nails against her neck. She tensed as she felt the destructive aura pulsating. “It’s just me.” Y/N said, “No one trying to hunt you down, promise.”

"Hm?" The person retracted their hand, stepping around her. "Oh, it is just you Y/N," that voice was familiar.

Y/N turned to her right, meeting gazes with the blue eyed boy. "Where'd you come from?" She asked curiously. Obviously, he was an assassin and he was probably following her or hiding but she was usually wrong with her assumptions. Usually.

"I was sleeping up there in the trees," He pointed his hand above them, to the clutter of branches and leaves. "And I heard someone coming… Have you gotten your badges yet?”

“No, I was looking for you because I wanted to find the badges together!” Y/N said.

“Why?”

“Because it’s better than working alone, right?” She compromised. Killua grumbles under his breath along the lines of ‘idiot’ and reluctantly let her tag along with him to grab their badges together.

As they walked throughout the forest, Y/N sighed and whispered to Killua. “He keeps on tailing us.”

He turns around. “Oi. You’re wasting your time. I’ll never give you an opening to attack.”

There's no answer. “He’s still there…” Y/N said and walked towards the direction, “I guess we’ll come find you I suppose. Man, and I thought we’d be the hiders in hide and seek, Killua?”

“Hm? I suppose the tables have turned.” Killua shrugs nonchalantly, his skateboard still in his hand, “How do you use your violin, again?”

“Just play it? I mean, it depends on the frequency of the sound? I dunno, I’m not a science person.” Y/N said.

“Oooh, yeah.” Killua nods as they casually walk towards the pursuer, not caring if it was an ambush or anything.

“Bro!” The pursuer calls out as two people wearing red and yellow come behind him.

“Huh? Oh, these three are who we’re looking for, Killua.” Y/N pointed out and Killua nodded.

“Yeah, I figured.”

“We ran into some trouble.” The one in the red says.

“You’re done right?” The yellow one asks before they spot the two of them. Y/N feigned herself from laughing, this situation was just hilarious to her for some reason.

The two brothers start to scold the one in blue as he’s pinned down sitting against a tree. Y/N and Killua looked at each other before both of them broke out into grins.

“What's so funny?” Killua asks.

“Just this whole predicament, I suppose. But, you wouldn’t understand my humor so I doubt you’d get it.” Y/N snickered.

“Hey, I’m funny!”

“I never said you weren’t.”

“You just basically said I was boring!”

“I never said that!”

“You basically did!”

“Hey, kid.” Imori puts his hands on his hips, “Just give me your tag. Do as I say, and I won’t hurt you.”

Y/N and Killua glance at each other before the girl turned back. “Which one of us are you talking about?”

Imori’s eyes widen as he clenches his teeth and kicks Killua in the gut, he goes flying. Killua flips himself up nonchalantly. “Hey, Y/N!” Killua called and threw a badge at her.

She smiled as she saw #198 on the badge, “Thanks, Killua!” She smiled and Killua nodded, walking up to where he originally was. “Now, Imori, which one of your brothers has #199?”

“What? No way…” Imori digs through his pockets to find that his number isn’t there anymore.

“I can get it myself, Y/N.”

“Alright, alright.” Y/N sighed and sat down, “I’ll wait right here.”

As Y/N watched the brothers get into a ‘formation’ she sensed an aura coming from the bushes. One that's calm and confident. Definitely not Kurapika’s… Someone else's…

She made sure she didn’t turn her head as she tried to pinpoint a location on him. Huh, hiding in the bushes. She supposed using your natural resources around you was smart.

Killua disappears and quickly reappears as his hands are now carved into sharp nails again. “Don’t move. My nails are sharper than knives.”

There’s blood running down the throat as I spot my markings glow faintly. “HUH?! You’re #197?” Killau groans, “Man, I’m so bad at guessing these things…”

“I’ll take his badge!” Y/N shouted. Killua looked at her, slightly confused.

“But you already have yours!”

“Might as well make use of it right?”

Killua shakes his head as his eyes flicker to where the unknown aura was spouting from. Ah, so he did sense it. Good for him.

“Fine, never mind. Screw me for being a teacher's pet, I guess.” Y/N shrugged. The fight (if you could even call it that) lasted for about a minute before they set off again, this time, back to the harbor of the island.

“Man, that was boring.” Killua groaned.

“Yeah, I wonder what Gon’s doing right now?” Y/N wondered. Hopefully he had caught Hisoka’s badge, and hopefully Hisoka didn’t do anything. If he did, however. Oh… yeah he’s a dead clown.

When the fourth phase finally ended, Y/N let out a sigh of relief. Not just at the fact that she had passed, but also Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio passed with her. And Killua, obviously.

The Hunter Committee had picked them up in the airship, Mr. Netero calling people in for interviews. First, Hisoka went in, then Pokkle, then Killua, and soon, Y/N. They seemed to be dividing it by what badge number they had, least to greatest.

Y/N walked into the small room, taking a seat in front of the small table Mr. Netero was sitting at. "Well, well, we meet again,” Mr. Netero smiled, grabbing paper and a brush. Dipping it in ink, he wrote something down. "If you don't mind, I just want to ask you some questions."

"Um, okay," Y/N placed her hands in her lap, sitting crisscrossed.

“Let's start with an easy one, why do you want to become a Hunter?" Mr. Netero asked, as he continued writing.

"My mother wanted me to become a Hunter.” Y/N explained, not going into full detail.

Mr. Netero nodded, writing something else down. "Out of the other nine applicants, who are you keeping a close eye on?" He asked, looking up from his paper.

“Hisoka and Gitturakur.” Y/N said.

Mr. Netero stroked his beard, writing something else down. "One more question, who out of the remaining nine applicants would you least want to fight?”

Y/N thought as she answers his simple question. "Killua, Gon, Hisoka, and Gittarakur. I guess Kurapika and Leorio are out too, I really wouldn't want to fight either of them."

 “Well, that's a lot of people," Mr. Netero noted. "That'll be all, you can leave now,” he shooed the girl off.

Making sure to close the door behind her, Y/N wondered what all that interrogating was about. Did it have to do with the final phase? Did it really matter?

She walked over to a bench pressed against the wall, sitting on it and sighing. This was one long week… She closed her eyes for a brief moment.

"You really shouldn't let your guard down like that," said a voice right next to her. Opening one eye, Y/N saw Killua sitting there.

“I felt you. I just didn’t do anything.” Y/N said before poking his shoulder with a teasing smile, “And I swear, I'll die early of a heart attack because of you.”

"You didn't even seem that startled this time," Killua said, leaning his back against the wall with her.

“That’s because I wasn’t.” Venua said and rolled her eyes, “Anyways, what did you say for your application. Mr. Netero asked me a few questions at most.”

“Well, assuming he asked all of us the same things. I said you and Gon.”

“For the first one?”

“Yeah..”

“Wow, I feel so loved.”

“You should be.” Killua snickered, “Anyways, what about you?”

“Well, I don’t wanna fight my friends so I chose you, Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika. I also don’t wanna fight Gittarakur and Hisoka for… obvious reasons.” She crossed her arms.

“So that just leaves number 191, 294, and 53…” Killua mutters.

“They seem easy enough to fight. But, I suppose the hardest people to fight are the ones who have something to prove.” Y/N muttered, “But, oh well, who do you think you’re gonna fight?”

“I dunno.” Killua shrugged, “Hopefully someone strong so this Exam doesn’t have to be boring.”

“Ah, makes sense I guess. This Exam has proven to be a lot less challenging than expected considering the fact that most people failed.” Y/N chuckled slightly.

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"Well gentlemen, and lady. Everyone rested up? Good," Mr. Netero had his hands folded behind him. "Now then, the Exam Committee owns this hotel. So, I want all of you to make yourself at home until the battles have reached their end. For the Final Phase of the Hunter Exam, of course.”

A board had been wheeled in, the front of it covered in a sheet. "You'll be competing in a one-on-one tournament," he grabbed the sheet and pulled it off, revealing a chart beneath.

"Wait, wait, wait," Leorio said, his own eyes searching the board. "Only the last person standing passes?" His eyes glanced at all the competitors in the room, probably calculating his chances of winning.

"No," Mr. Netero held his hand out in front of him, bringing one finger up. "You only need one win to pass this phase."

"Just one?" Gon asked, taking a slight step forward.

"So, in this tournament,” Leorio started.

"The last one standing doesn't pass?" Y/N asked. The pressure, the mixed auras (which was partially why she was nervous in larger crowds/groups), and the amount of bloodlust Hisoka was radiating off of wasn’t much but it was enough to make Y/N particularly woozy.

"See, it's the winners who will drop away and the losers who will continue on," He elaborated. "Which means," He pointed to the very top. "The person who finishes at the top, will not pass," he looked away and back to all of them. "Make sense? Good.”

"You're saying that only one person will fail the exam?" Hanzo asked, wanting some clarification.

Precisely,” Mr. Netero nodded. He took a few steps away from the board and grabbed the end of the white tape at the end. "Here is the bracket we've put together," he pulled on it and revealed everyones picture and number.

Y/N sighed as she saw who she was up against. Number 53? That was the short guy with the bow and arrow. Her eyes looked to the left of the board, seeing that either Gon or Kurapika would go first. Gon would go up against Hanzo and Kurapika against Hisoka.

“Impressive, yes? I'm quite proud of it,” Mr. Netero said, obviously impressed with himself, as he said. "Under this format, every competitor has at least two chances to win a round."

"But some people have five chances," Pokkle pointed out. He was the guy who brought a bow and arrow, and was pretty short. "Like numbers 405 or 44," he continued.

"Couldn't you have used a more balanced bracket?" Bodoro asked, his ponytail slightly bouncing. Bodoro was an older guy, seen by his wrinkles and gray/white hair.

Mr. Netero grunted, "Now, that's a fair question. This bracket was carefully assembled based on each of your individual performances throughout the Hunter Exam." He told us, folding his hands behind his back.

‘Considering the fact that I haven’t been doing the most or trying as hard in this exam is probably why I’m up against Pickle. Was that his name? Never mind. I know I’m higher than Leorio for obvious reasons but I dunno about Kurapika, Gon, or Killua. I know Gon and Killua are definitely up top but I wouldn’t know Kurapika’s full potential either…’  This was confusing.

“I'm not convinced," Killua's voice snapped Y/N out of her thoughts. "Could you explain exactly how you scored our performances?" He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. He seemed to be skeptical about the whole thing.

Mr. Netero hummed and tilted his head. "No!" He yelled, violently shaking his head back and forth. It surprised Y/N, and it definitely surprised Killua.

Killua tensed up at first, before his form trembled with frustration. His hands moved out of his pockets, clenching while they hung by his side. Mr. Netero seemed to have found his frustration funny, as he was… laughing about it?

"I can't say, because your scores are classified,” Mr. Netero smiled, composing himself. "I can't reveal your actual scores. However, I can explain the basis we used. We start with the basics," he said, his eyes narrowing. "There are three categories," he held up three fingers. "There's physical strength,”

‘Definitely scored low on that one. I haven’t used physical strength at all.’ Y/N sweat dropped at the thought.

"Mental abilities, and lastly, overall impression," Mr. Netero continued, naming off the few things they tested you on. "When judging physical strength, we relied on agility, flexibility, endurance, and perception. The mental abilities test consisted of resilience, adaptability, judgment, and of course, creativity. But these are only reference points, of course. After all, each and every one of you is skilled in body and mind," he complimented, slightly smiling.

‘I suppose I scored high in perception, agility, endurance, and perhaps resilience? But everything else? Cross those off the list with a big red marker.’ Y/N felt a spike in aura. She turned to look at Hisoka but frowned as she (surprisingly) noticed it wasn’t him, but Killua. His fists were clenched as he stared off into the distance.

“Killua?” Y/N whispered, leaning towards him. His head snapped up to her before his head hit Y/N’s chin, “Ow!”

“Sorry.” Killua muttered under his breath as Netero continued speaking.

“Okay…” The girl frowned. What was up with his mood swing?

"We're most concerned with your overall impression," Mr. Netero let his hand fall near him, folding it behind him like before. "This refers to any abstract factors that defy basic categorization,” he chuckled to himself, making you feel more on edge. "Think of it as our way of assessing your potential as a Hunter. We rounded it all out, by incorporating some opinions made by your peers. That's all." He finished his explanation, ending it with the questions he asked you guys earlier.

It was quite a lot to take in. And a lot more confusing too. As Mr. Netero started explaining the rules of the battle, Y/N kept her eyes focused on Killua. He looked like he was overthinking something. 

What could she even do? One wrong move and Killua would stick a hand through her chest. Y/N hesitantly placed a hand on Killua’s shoulder. He looked up in confusion, he seemed distraught. “You good? You’ve zoned out for a bit there.” Y/N mustered a smile. Killua looked at her before brushing off her hand.

“I’m fine.” He turned away to look at Netero, “Thanks though.”

Y/N frowned and turned back around to also look at Netero who was now explaining the rules of the fight. What was up with him now? Y/N's stomach turned and twisted, almost as if someone had stabbed her ever-so-gently with a knife. 

That's how she felt watching her friend go up against someone who was obviously stronger than him. Y/N was silently cheering him on as she felt red hot anger at the sight of her friend being pinned down to the ground having his arm broken.

Thank heavens Gon was stubborn. Gon was currently on the ground, Hanzo having hit the back of his neck, temporarily paralyzing him. Killua looked more and more frustrated as the match continued. Hanzo pressed Gon's back against his knee, causing Gon obvious discomfort.

“Hey Killua. Are you...okay? You've been kinda tense since the match started,” Y/N asked him, pointing to where Hanzo was giving a talk to Gon about giving up.

His aura spiked again. This time in annoyance and anger. "I'm fine," He snapped at her, looking back at the match. His lips turned to a sneer, his eyes narrowing at the sight of the two.

Gon was now on his hands and knees, Hanzo towering over him. He slowly staggered up, small grunts and groans expelling from his mouth. Once his hands were safely on his knees, Y/N watched as Hanzo geared up to punch him.

She dug her nails into her palms so hard that it drew blood, wiping the blood on her pants as she looked away. How she wished she could interfere and just… kill him. Kurapika placed a hand on her shoulder. Now, it was her turn to get comforted. “Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Hm? Yeah, I’m great Kurapika.” Y/N smiled before wincing as Hanzo nailed Gon in the stomach. 

Gon let out choked gasps, one of his hands clutching his abdomen. He slowly fell to the ground, both of his hands wrapped around his stomach. Y/N turned away and feigned from yelling out.

"Gon!" Leorio yelled from right next to her. "Stop pushing it! You have other fights you can win, so just-" He was immediately shut down by Kurapika and Y/N rubbed her head.

Why was he SO loud?!

“Leorio!" Kurapika looked just as frustrated as Leorio. "If you were in his position, would you give up?" His tone was desperate and reasonable.

"Hell, no, I wouldn't!" He yelled again, even though Kurapika was sitting right next to him.

Why did Y/N feel as if, even if she could do something, she wouldn't? Was she that shallow of a person? She rubbed her eyes. She definitely needed sleep.

They all watched as Gon quietly took the pain, barely making any sound. His face was once again on the floor, with Hanzo looming over him. Hanzo slid his foot smoothly under Gon's stomach and flipped him over, so he landed a few steps away from where he was originally. He rolled a few more, eventually coming to a stop on his side.

Gon soon got up on his hands and knees, stealing a peek at Hanzo. Hanzo brought both of his hands into a fist, intertwining them together and bringing them down on Gon's back. Gon fell back to his side, one of his hands resting on his side facing up.

Hanzo kept landing blow after blow. Soon, Gon's blood smeared on parts of the arena floor. Y/N watched as Leorio shook with rage, Kurapika having the same frustrated look on his face, and Killua now looked unbothered.

Blood.

Just red and smeared over the floor as it was stained with the dirt covered boots of Hanzo and Gon. How she wished she could kill him so he could feel the pain her friend was feeling.

She hated blood. Hated the thickness, hated the red, hated the way it dried and crusted underneath your fingernails. She hated it. Y/N hated all of it.

But now, all she hoped was that her and Hanzo lost together so she could torture him the same way. Slashing his throat so he wouldn’t be able to give up. Crushing his arms and making him incapable of walking.

Was that her psycho of a father in her talking? Yes. Y/N sighed and rubbed her eyes again. Peeling her eyes away from the fight to ask Killua something. "How long has this been going on for?"

"Three hours,” Pokkle said.

"Look, he can't even vomit anymore," Bodoro informed all of them.

Hanzo walked toward Gon again and Y/N… Was scared that he was going to hit him again. She was afraid for Gon, afraid for herself. "Now, get up,” Hanzo demanded of Gon. As if Gon would be able to stand in the first place. Gon twitched slightly.

Leorio growled, "Enough already! I'm gonna kill you, ya hear me!" He shouted at Hanzo. "Pick on someone your own size," he pointed to himself.

“If you can't handle it," Hanzo turned to look at him. "Then you'd better leave. It's going to get a lot worse.”

"The hell did you say?!" Leorio began stomping up to him, before the security guards told him he couldn't interfere.

“If you try to help Gon in any way, he will be instantly disqualified," the man from before told him. Leorio reluctantly took a few steps back, his face a stir of emotions.

“As much as I want to rip out his brain and heart, it’s still his fight.” Y/N sighed. Partially telling Leorio this and herself.

[soft-tummy-lovin]

Here's some random asks!

How do you feel about your current weight?

What is a place on your body you wish was fatter?

Any place you wish was thinner?/that you're insecure about?

Do you have any photos before gaining?/how big were you at the start?

What is your favourite soft feederism scenario?

What is your favourite rough feederism scenario?

What is your dream meal?

Have you noticed any negatives of weight gain? Tight clothes, breathing heavily, etc?

What feedees on Tumblr are your inspirations?

What is your dream body?

Also please add your face more in your videos and photos, you're adorable even without your cute soft belly ❤❤❤

how do you feel about your current weight?

i'm currently hovering at 193 which is just over 10lbs lost from my highest earlier this summer. i'm fairly happy with it. i personally feel like i was happiest around 170-180ish, but 200+ was definitely super hot. there were just certain parts of me that i was really insecure about which is what made me start trying to lose it. i'm working really hard on just focusing on what feels good for my body, which has been a lot of good home-cooked food and exercise, with the occasional fat girl days u.u

what is a place on your body you wish was fatter?

my lower belly tbh. at 200+ i was gaining more weight there which i LOVED, but i think some of it may be going away a bit. however, gravity always wins and a lot of my upper belly fat is settling there over time anyway.

any place you wish was thinner/that you're insecure about?

my face and neck, for sure. it's why i show it way less. i have a really short jaw and a low hyoid bone so any weight i carry there is extremely prominent. i still had a double chin when i was 115lbs lol. i've considered getting lipo and even went so far as to get a consultation with a plastic surgeon. when i have $4k to throw away then i will finally get that done. i also have to include my chest btw, but that's more for gender and sensory purposes. they're just generally uncomfortable.

do you have any photos before you were gaining/how big were you at the start?

i've posted them a few times, but i started right at the cusp of turning 18 so a handful of "befores" are forever gone and never going to be seen. but my earliest legal "befores" were around 115-120, and then a handful pick up around 130ish. so i gained around 80lbs give or take before i've settled to where i am now.

what is your favorite soft feedism scenario?

ooooh, let me think. i've definitely leaned more into being a feeder nowadays but regardless, making someone really good food jam-packed with butter and carbs and lovingly bringing them more as they finish each helping sitting on the couch? then being able to kneel between their legs and kiss their full tummy? that's some good fucking shit right there and i'm ecstatic that that's the life i'm living.

what is your favorite rough feedism scenario?

hmm, i'm not sure i have one to be honest. i really don't like anything "rough" in this realm.

what is your dream meal?

right now? god i am dreaming of this one meal we had at one of our favorite high-end diners upstate...it was some sort of roasted pork belly that was cooked to absolute perfection, fat perfectly rendered and the crust was beyond anything i'd had on a piece of meat before. there was also broccolinis and creamed corn but like. super fancy. that, and also really anything from a brazilian steakhouse we go to--they have some leg of lamb that is absolutely to fucking die for. in the meantime though i'm hella broke, so rice and beans it is for me today lol

have you noticed any negatives of weight gain?

oh for sure. like i mentioned i don't like how i carry it in my face. the breathing heavy is more embarrassing than inconveniencing, but it's really not as bad as you might expect it to be considering how i look in pictures. clothes not fitting is definitely the worst though. that's another huge factor in why i'm losing weight--i can't afford new clothes. (how embarrassing, what kind of society do we live in where an engineer can't afford a new pair of jeans LMAO)

what feedees on tumblr are your inspirations?

this is a loaded question for me. i don't really have inspirations, and i have to work really hard to keep it that way or i start to compare myself. that's why when i get asks saying that i'm someone's goals/dream body/etc i respond carefully. but i definitely do have favorite models, @/scarybabe and @/tianastummy are the two that come to mind. (tiana actually cashapp'd me once because i drew her and sent it in her askbox and she insisted on tipping me LOL) although unfortunately i have to kind of put on a hold of checking out reiinapop because she's also on a weightloss journey but her metabolism is absolutely insane, whereas mine is a constant grueling battle.

what is your dream body?

another loaded question, really. i guess my dream body is one where i have the strength to have very minimal limitations to what i can do (run/jump/climb/etc) but also have a hefty amount of bodyfat to still feel sexy in the way that i want to be. i basically want to be a fat muscle mommy (without the tits though, i want those gone or at least massively reduced lol)

Also please add your face more in your videos and photos, you're adorable even without your cute soft belly

hahaha i'll consider. it's kind of a privacy thing and kind of a confidence thing combined. i usually try to not have both in the same pic just in case of things getting leaked that shouldn't, but also just because it's really hard to get pictures of my face at all that i like lol

thank you for all the questions !!! these are my FAVORITE kind of asks i love yapping

[marvelsage]

AWTA x Marvel Final

Neteyam x Reader

Summary: You are the adopted Maximoff sibling and had powers like Wanda. During the blip you stayed at Kamar-Taj and trained to strengthen your powers and gain control. When Wanda came looking for America Chavez a fight broke out between the two of you and through her rage she was able to send you away. All the way to the Avatar universe where you were discovered by Neteyam.

I suggest listening to Tía Carrere - Aloha ‘Oe version

It had been some time before any of you moved from that rock, you had gone back to tracing his facial features and truly admired how beautiful he was. You started humming a song you heard when you were training with some people from Hawai‘i at the Kamar-Taj…

Ha'aheo ka ua i na pali

Ke nihi a'ela i ka nahele

E hahai (Uhai) ana paha i ka liko

Pua 'ahihi lehua o uka

You had rested your head on his chest, his heartbeat that used to calm yours no longer giving that steady rhythm. You had closed your eyes and zoned out everything else, so you didn’t notice when his mother gasps.

Aloha 'oe

Aloha 'oe

E ke onaona noho i ka lipo

You didn’t notice when Atokirina descended upon the both of you or that your hands began to glow. Nor the fact that slowly his wound had begun to close and heal to a light scar. You just kept on singing, even as the dots that aligned his being glowed.

One fond embrace

A ho'i a'e au

Until we meet again

*thump*

You freeze and hold your breathe, oh what a cruel universe this was to play tricks on you.

*thump thump*

*thump thump*

Snapping your eyes open in disbelief, you look to his mother as she cries shakily and your own fill with tears. Sitting up just as he gasps awake and opens his eyes, his beautiful eyes that took a moment to adjust. The spirits lift as he warily looked around at everyone, and stopped on you in bewilderment.

“Did I die?” You released a watery chuckle before embracing him crying but this time of joy and relief, his family joining in as well.

“My son!”

“Neteyam!”

“Bro!”

“You skxawng!”

“Hey!”

Back at the village, you and the rest of the girls were getting dressed in ceremonial attire for the celebration of your wins. You kept looking around and pinching yourself to make sure this was real and not a dream.

“He is alive, Y/n. You are not dreaming.” It was Kiri that had spoken up having noticed you fidgeting around.

“Sorry, It’s just, where I’m from things like this… doesn’t happen often or at all so, I’m still trying to grasp this reality.” She had finished putting the last of your markings and nodded, placing her hands on your shoulders to turn you to the mirror.

You wore a two piece white dress the skirt had slits on the side, the top made of a soft fabric with beads and shells. Your hair half up and down (or however you want it to be, depending on your hair type) held up in a meticayan clip, you were in awe at what you saw your face bare of any markings yet and met a pair of eyes in your reflection.

“Neteyam” You spun around, you didn’t even notice when the girls left or when he arrived. He was holding the same jar Kiri had to do your arms and chest, he was still slowly taking you in.

“Neteyam?”

“Huh? Sorry um I-I uh sorry you look…beautiful” You meet his gaze and pinch your other hand again, he took notice of it right away. Placing down the paint and gently taking your hands rubbing over the spot you pinched, you were getting choked up.

“Why do you do that, Space girl.” A tear slipped as you close your eyes at the nickname and you felt his hand wipe at them before holding your face.

“Why do you cry hmm”

“I have lost…so many people that I have cared for in my life. I thought I lost you.” Opening your eyes and tilting you head back to look up at him. He leaned down and rests his head against yours.

“I am right here, Y/n.” You nod, he leans away and reaches for the jar once more and without another word paints markings along your face. You were admiring his own markings when he began humming a tune, it was the song you were singing to him. He obviously didn’t know the lyrics so…

Ha'aheo ka ua i na pali

Ke nihi a'ela i ka nahele

E hahai (Uhai) ana paha i ka liko

Pua 'ahihi lehua o uka

He traced lines down your lips to your chin, cupping your jaw and leaned his head back onto yours.

Aloha 'oe

Aloha 'oe

E ke onaona noho i ka lipo

One fond embrace

A ho'i a'e au

Until we meet again

“ I see you, Neteyam.”

“I see you, Y/n.”

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@oyasumimosura @kas-1 @notleclerc @crookednighttragedy @idkanymore109456 @eternallyvenus @notleclerc

[x-heesy]

​Oṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ ​o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚

(𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚘𝚗) ✅

Yo,, Granny a certified Crip

Yes, yes, yes she is

(MATHIAS)

Fucking ridiculous

I love my fat bitches

Yeah, ayy

Ayy, ayy (yo)

Bitch, shut the fuck up, I just want face

Glock feel aroused, somebody gettin' laid

Bodies getting picked off, speakin' my name

(Shh, lights out) put a end to your day

I'ma put his brains on a wall, Van Gogh

AK make him fight for his life, campo

Right-hand stun a motherfucker, stone cold

Let a bitch suck guts and my dick, lipo

.556 make him shapeshift like he Mystique

Run-DMC, watch your mouth 'cause it get tricky

Face plant the wood and my pelvis 'til you chip teeth

I can see you nervous and shakin', you little pup

Pussy, take your balls out your purse and man up

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Glock feel aroused, somebody gettin' laid

Bodies getting picked off, speaking my name

(Shh, lights out) put a end to your day

I'ma put his brains on a wall, Van Gogh

AK make him fight for his life, campo

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[deva-arts]

"Sonia starts a conversation with Harvey."

(Based off of the Improv lmao)

- Submitted by @mettamorphoses !

This was a really sweet read lol, you're improving a ton in writing dude! And the ending is way better than what happened in the improv. Sonia gets some consideration for her feelings! yaaaay!

Harvey, with practically nothing better to do whilst healing, sat down on the couch. He still didn't feel *too* comfortable here in the manumission, but hey. Atleast he wasn't on the run anymore. And that 'Nathan' guy helped out quite a bit.

He glanced at the table infront of him and squinted. "Is that a glass pyramid in the middle of the table? Is that just a design choice?.... What does it do?" He sat up and prodded at it. And low and behold, it's a projector.

It displayed a menu of some kind. With options for a search engine, streaming services, books, movies, music, you name it. He tapped the 'search engine' option and slowly typed something in. He typed in: "The foundation of GEAR" He selected a search result, then started reading.

To his understanding, GEAR is some sort of machine that the people living in Systema worship. He scoffed. "Now I've seen everything. First it's trees being worshipped, then my in-laws, and now machines. Give me a goddamn break." He thought.

"Sooo, what did you say your name was?" Said Sonia. She's sitting a few feet to his left. Seems that scrolling through her phone, and having no one to talk to at the moment bored her.

"Like I said, it's Harvey." He said. He supported his head with one of his hands as he went back to reading.

Sonia put down the phone. " Oh--Harveyyy! Oh. yeah, nice to meet you! But like, uhm--what are you reading?"

Harvey turned to her. "--What?"

"Yeah, like, what are you reading? That looks so fun." She said.

"It's this book. Somethin' about the foundation of Gear."

"Oh really? Oh my God, is that new? Like--a couple years ago?--like, when?"

"Says here that this book was written about.... a century ago?"

"That sounds so interesting--but like, why are you reading something so.... ancient?"

"I find it interesting. I like history." He turned to face the projection yet again.

"Oh my God, so like, that actually reminds me. I have a friend that's also super into old books too. That's like so crazy. That's like so crazy that you would say that."

"... Uhuh."

"So you're reading the foundation of Gear, and you like history... y'know, that's like--i heard this one thing. There's this movie called The Odyssey. And it's about these two lovers--and they're trying their best to escape from like, this place. And y'know, I actually co-starred in that film. It's like so crazy. And uhm-y'know the Co-stars, they were so fun! The main lead, she's a bitch, but like... oh my god you should watch it. You should watch it right now."

"Uhm. Maybe later?"

"Eh. Even if you don't watch it now that's okay. Because that film was a bust anyway and it didn't make any money. But anyway, like, the Odyssey is such a hot film too because in it: I had to kiss like this one guy and his breath smelled like garlic, and I think that he did that so that I wouldn't fall for him, but I wouldn't fall for him anyway. Cause like, I dunno. I don't get it. Cause this guy, he was so mid. I don't even fuckin' like...ugh. you get it? You know?--like ya know?"

Harvey nodded.

"Like I don't even get it, he was trying to make me not fall, but I wouldn't have fallen anyway. I wouldn't have gotten--like, y'know, Harvey? Like, you get it? So anyway, I'm trying my best so that I can get into the film. I'm doing everything I can, but, apparently this one bitch Tiffany, she was trying her best too but...but I think she's... Tiffany is such a nepo baby.

And this kinda reminds me of when I got into film making! And uhm, i-- it was only really like a couple of years because I couldn't get too into it. Because they said that "Hey, this isn't going to be the best thing for your career", and uhm I didn't really get all that lipo for nothing. Y'know what I mean? Y'know what I mean? Y'know what I mean Harvey? Is that your name? I coulda sworn it was something else."

Harvey breathed in slowly. "Comradery." He thought. "Speak calmly but be firm. Alright. I can do that."

"Sonia."

"Hm? What's up? What's up?"

"Could you please save this for later? As much as I want to talk, i'm tryna read. After this, I'll be more than happy to have a conversation. Alright?"

Sonia paused. "Oh. Well--okay. Suits me." And she went right back to scrolling on her phone.

[obstinatecondolement]

nsfw and ambivalence about cosmetic surgery cw

I briefly stumbled across stuff about people getting liposuction done on their mons pubis last night in the midst of trying to research something else and I'm kind of bummed about it.

I mean, people can and should get pussy lipo if they want, and it's none of my business what other people do, or want to do, with their own bodies, but Idk. It makes me sad thinking of someone nursing their poor little ex-FUPA through recovery from an elective major surgery they got to make it look cuter.

And, like, call me old fashioned, but the expectation that genitals should be aesthetically pleasing is really a lot to be putting on people. If I'm nice enough to take my underwear off to have sex with you and you think my pussy isn't cute enough for you, then like, that sounds like a you problem and, ideally, not something I should be considering major surgery over.

Again, bodily autonomy is king and if people want to have lipsuction to feel better about themselves then they should be able to make the informed decision to do that without impediment from assholes like me wringing our hands about how you have to love yourself. But I do wish people would stop acting like genitals are ugly if they don't look a very specific way and inducing self consciousness in others who otherwise would not have any issues with that part of their body. They're just body parts and most of the time no one even sees them. And newsflash: they're all cute.

[joe9cool]

Collide-Justin Herbert-19

A/N I do not own or know the Chargers, Justin or any other real life person. This is all fantasy. Thank you

From the moment Sara arrived at her sister's house. It was chaos.

She didn't even have time to set her bags down before kids were tackling her and trying to get her attention. She gave them big hugs and then was passed around from family member to family member.

A mimosa was put in her hands at some point, (it was 11 am) her bags made it downstairs to her sleeping arrangements. It was all a blur, then she was at the kitchen counter while her family was arguing about going to Brent's game against the Tampa Bay Lightning later that night, which was news to Sara.

As much as she missed her family, she was worried about Justin, he hadn't spoken a word to her since Sunday before the game. That wasn't him at all, she knew the loss was hard on him, especially the ending. She tried to stay off Twitter, but she couldn't help but read some of the analysts' takes. (Which were bullshit)

"Sara, I wish you would have had one of us pick you up from the airport. You didn't need to take a taxi" her mother's voice broke her thoughts.

Her Uncle George cut in. "Well, now Sara is too good to be seen with us now. You know she's running around with all these plastic people. Matter of fact" He looked at Sara up close. "Is that a botox needle in your forehead?"

She frowned. Not even been here for an hour and was already getting teased. The whole group laughed while Aunt Willa chimed in. "Honestly Sara, if you get any plastic surgery I'd recommend chin lipo, although I must say you looked like you finally dropped the baby fat. We were all beginning to worry."

Brittany, Bouncing her baby bit back. "You were worried, for no reason." She looked at her baby sister. "Congratulations on the Fenty fashion show. We all look forward to seeing it on Amazon."

She was confused. "Well, I thought you guys would want to go. It's late January."

"Well it would be nice, but we can't get the time off."

Sara nodded. Looking over at her mom. "What about you and dad?"

Cathy smiled sadly. "Sorry sweetie I wish you had told me this a few months ago. I'd already booked my girls' cruise, and you know your father doesn't want to go to those things by himself."

"Yes, I don't think my brother would enjoy seeing his kid in lingerie. That's not a sight anyone would want to see, seriously Sara, how inappropriate." Aunt Willa took a swig of her champagne.

Now she was reminded why she never went home. Speaking of her dad. "Hey, where is dad? I haven't seen him."

Cathy shook her head. "I wish he would slow down. The whole plane ride here he was glued to his laptop."

"Surely his clients are on Holiday too. I'm sure they don't want to be speaking business all the time." Charles rolled his eyes and cut in "Unfortunately they all have the same mindset. Why do you think I never took a position with his company? I'd like to enjoy my kids and my life, thank you." He wrapped his arm around his wife, who smiled and kissed her husband. 

The whole group awwwed. Sara smiled, wondering how Justin would be if he was here. 

Kenzie began crying in Sara's arms, she took that as a sign to pass her to Alyssa for feeding, as soon as her arms were free Brittany passed her daughter Eliza to her, who for being almost a year old was a smiley and bubble child. She was pulling on her aunt's ponytail and giggling.

Alyssa rolled her eyes as she passed Kenzie for Sara to hold. "He's using Theo's playroom as an office. Seriously, even the week of Thanksgiving, he has a lead on some stock."

The group laughed as they watched the whole thing. Eventually, Cathy spoke. "Sara, so Friday night we need you to watch the kids."

Sara was playing with the baby's hands. "Why?"

"Well we are going to the Christmas market, and taking seven children would be a nightmare."

She was confused. "Well I can go, I love the Christmas market. I can ride the kiddie rides"

Katie cut in. "Well they have this couple thing that we are all doing, and since you're single…." She trailed off.

Of course, because Sara was single she couldn't be involved with any of the couple's stuff. 

They were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Alyssa smiled. "Ryan and Michelle are here!"

Ryan was Brent's brother, he and his wife married the past April which the whole family attended. Sara's family was close, which meant that in- Laws were a part of the family as much as blood-relatives. Again she wondered how they would be with Justin in this scenario.

The entire family was welcoming to Harry. When he surprised Sara by showing up to Pittsburgh the family welcomed him with open arms. He charmed her mom and dad and acted like one of the siblings.

When it was revealed he cheated the whole family was in shock. Sara was in a dark funk and shut herself off from them. It was a defense mechanism. She didn't want the looks and words of pity, the whole speech of finding someone and 'there's one in this world for everyone' crap. Katie and Charles met in college, same with Scott and Brittany, Alyssa and Brent were together since middle school, only breaking up when he was drafted due to distance. It only lasted four months. 

Then there was her. She had a boyfriend in high school, who laughed and discouraged her love of acting. She had some hookups in college. After fame she had an on/off relationship with a guitarist from an indie band. Her family majorly disapproved of him. Sara was ashamed to admit he treated her like crap. Now that she thought about it, she liked the fact that dating him made her a rebel of the family. 

Once everyone greeted the newlyweds the conversation continued. Her dad had come into the kitchen finally and Sara greeted him with a hug and kiss."

"Missed you, Sare bear. You need to come around more often."

"Yeah we haven't seen you since April. Do you even like us?" Ryan laughed.

She smiled. "I've just been busy with everything."

Uncle George cut in. "Oh I'm sure Pilates and fancy lunches have kept you so busy." 

Everyone laughed. 

Sara wanted to just go home.

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"Hey you"

Justin turned around to find Kristen behind him, he was on his way to the film room after weight lifting. The overall mood was sour, the loss stung. As much as they tried to focus on the Holiday nothing seemed to cheer up the group. His mom and dad announced last minute they would be driving up Wednesday with Patrick so he wouldn't be alone.

"Hey! Aren't you supposed to be back home?"

She laughed. "Yes, but the campaigns are killing me. Besides, David is in town and that's all I really need. What about you?"

"My parents and Patrick are coming tomorrow so it will be nice to see them."

She smiled. "Oh how sweet! Mitch is probably busy with Med school, what about your girl?"

He smiled sadly. "She's with her family in Missouri."

Kristen made a sad face. "Oh I'm sorry, at least you will have your family. Trust me, Holidays suck when you're alone."

Justin laughed. "You don't have to tell me. I had one by myself. I was invited to join some teammates and their family but I feel bad intruding you know?"

She agreed. "Hey I have to go, but David and I are going to head to dinner later. Would you be down?

Justin shrugged. He could use the company. "Sure! It will be nice to catch up with another person from Oregon. Maybe he could give me the scoop on Patrick so I have something to tease him for."

Kristen laughed. "Sounds perfect! I'll text you the details." 

They waved bye and went their separate ways.

Unaware that someone was watching.

From fansports.com

Taylor Biscotti confirms romance with Chargers QB Justin Herbert.

The two sports stars, who have been linked since 2021, were spotted at lunch near Herbert's home in Irvine, a fan tweeted seeing them, although they weren't sure it was Biscotti, she confirmed it by liking another twitter user's post defending the couple's relationship. Inside sources also say the two were spotted hanging out near SoFi stadium.

The tweet may have been unliked, but their romance is alive

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"GOAL! The Blues take an early lead!"Sara stood up from her seat in the St. Louis Blues private box and cheered along with the rest of her family.

It was early in the first period, the Wozniak family having their own separate box for the game. 

Upon arrival, a couple of fans spotted her and asked for photos. She felt herself being recorded a couple of times when she was talking to her sisters. 

During the break they showed her face on the jumbotron. She smiled and chugged her beer to the cheers of the fans.

Of course her Aunt Willa made some comment about being classy.

The suite provided an entire buffet for the family of the players. While everything looked really good Sara was on a strict diet, deciding to keep her calories to alcohol. She was trying not to be obvious in checking her phone to see if she had any calls or texts from Justin. So far nothing, and that worried her. This is the longest they hadn't spoken since they first met. She knew the loss was hard on him, but not enough to shut her out.

Katie's oldest son, Charlie kept begging her to play games on her phone, saying that the game was boring. Sara instead told him they could play I Spy instead. The last thing she needed was for a message to pop up and the almost seven year old to answer its or worse pick up a phone call. It has happened before.

Once the second period started, Katie yelled at him to play with his siblings, since the other cousins were too young. Sara was holding Kenzie once again, taking in the baby smell and soaking up the cuddles.

Alyssa sat next to her and smiled. "You're a natural, you know that?"

"Well I mean she is number seven, so I have had practice." They looked over at Brittany who was sipping water. "Is it just me or is she pregnant?" Sara laughed.

Alyssa joined in. "She hasn't had one sip of alcohol, and when I took out the breakfast spread she looked like she wanted to puke at the smell of the eggs."

"Watch I'm calling it, she's going to announce it at dinner Thursday." They both bet on it. Being close, they usually knew something was up with one sister before they could say it towards the family.

It shouldn't have surprised Sara when Alyssa spoke again. "So Katie told me when you had lunch in New York that you have a crush on this guy? Jake I believe?"

"I don't remember what I said to Katie, you know she blows everything out of proportion."

Alyssa rolled her eyes before pulling out her phone, after a few minutes. "Justin Herbert, he follows you on your private account"

Sara groaned. "He's a friend. I've only spoken to him once at Joe's wedding in July.  Besides, I have friends that follow me on my account."

"How is he a friend if you have only spoken to him once?"

"He requested me, so ask him. I've gone with Joe and Alisha to Chargers games and he's good friends with them. So that is probably why." She was hoping her sister would drop it.

But of course she wasn't that lucky. "Come on Sara, he is just your type."

"He has a girlfriend." It was the only excuse to get her sister off of her back. It pissed her off to say it, but she had to do what she had to do.

That seemed to shut Alyssa up for a bit. "Sara, you need to get back out there, go on some dates. Maybe stay away from famous guys. Ooh maybe Brent could set you up with one of his teammates. How about one of the guys he used to be teammates with in Chicago? Or… you did say that you like-"

"Alyssa, stop please. I'm not concerned about finding someone right now, okay? I know when you all were my age you had rings on your finger. It's just not for me right now.

Alyssa studied her sister carefully. It was the way she spoke about this Justin character that raised her alarm bells. Katie had told her the same thing when they spoke on the phone. Their baby sister may be an amazing actress, but she wore her heart on her sleeve when it came to love. It was no different now, and when Alyssa and Katie researched him, they discovered he was dating a sports reporter. Leave it to Sara to fall in love with someone unavailable.

The topic was dropped as they enjoyed the rest of the game.

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"Table for three please, in the back." Justin smiled at the hostess and David and Kristen followed behind him.

It was nice to catch up with friends from Eugene, his only regret from his trip with Sara was that he didn't get a chance to Introduce her to any of his friends. Maybe one day that will change.

They were seated at a table with two chairs on one side and one on the other. David took the single seat, making Justin and Kristen sit next to each other. Justin was aloof, it was just a friend.

Too bad no one else saw it that way.

The waitress came over and smiled right away, recognizing Justin. She looked to be in high school and immediately glared at Kristen.

She took their drink and food orders, having been to this place frequently. When she walked away Kristen laughed. "Oh my god she thought you and I were together! I hope she doesn't spit in my food."

Justin was red. "Oh my god I'm so sorry, seriously I didn't mean for that to happen."

Kristen waved her hand. "It's fine, you should be used to it Mr. QB." David teased. "How does it feel to be getting all of the attention from the ladies now? I noticed Sara Wozniak follows you. She's one of the biggest actresses of our time."

Justin tried to play it off. "Yeah we met at Joe Grant's wedding in July. Only said a couple words to her."

David was looking at his phone. "Speaking of she's at the St. Louis Blues game. Her brother in law Brent Smith is a defenseman on the team."

It was like a light bulb went off in the blonde's head. Out of the corner of Justin's eye he saw her whip her head towards him. He knew it was coming.

"Justin. What does your girlfriend do in the entertainment industry?"

He was quiet for a moment. David was lost looking between the both of them. The conversation was on hold as the waitress came back with the food. Making sure to lay the niceness on thick with the athlete. Once she saw she was getting anything past the usual niceness, she huffed and walked away.

Normally someone would make a comment but there were other things to focus on. "So what exactly does your girlfriend do? I believe her name is Sara." Kristen leaned towards Justin with her head on her hand, she looked like a mom questioning her kid about something he did. "That is her name."

"And you said she is visiting family in St. Louis?" David was looking back and forth between the both of them, confused on what his girlfriend was getting at. "Kristen babe what-"

"I said she is in Missouri." Justin tried to be as vague as possible but unfortunately luck was not on his side. 

"Justin, is Sara Wozniak your girlfriend?"

Justin was silent. He didn't know what to say, but silence meant conformation. "Kristen it's very private-"

She clapped her hands in happiness."no way! That's amazing!"

David's jaw was dropped. "Dude, do you realize how lucky you are? She was 2019 Maxim's hottest celebrity of the year!" Justin and Kristen glared at him. "One of my buddies told me" He defended.

"I loved her in Don't worry Darling. Did she really hook up with Harry Styles? I always thought it was PR?"

Justin was uncomfortable. "I don't know, it's not something I want to talk about with her." 

David and Kristen dropped that subject sensing how pissy he was. "But seriously, how did you even meet?"

He felt like he had told this story a million times. "At Joe Grant's wedding in July. We just hit it off."

"I follow her on social media and she's hilarious, and so sweet. She is very involved with Charities and will help anyone. Never heard of a bad experience with her." Kristen smiled. "How have you guys managed to dodge cameras?"

"Well for starters you're the only one who knows outside of family that knows. Second, we don't go out in public, and I don't plan on it."

"No offense dude, you're dating one of the biggest stars of our time. If anyone close to her team knows eventually it's gonna come out. Not to mention if she has a movie coming out. Makes good PR."

Justin shook his head. "She would never, besides she had a movie premiere in October and nothing was said."

"At the end of the day celebrities are all about the image. It's up to her team to make the announcement when it would benefit their client."

Kristen, who sensed Justin was getting uncomfortable, decided to switch topics. As they spoke about Justin's family coming in for Thursday he was deep in thought. 

Sara wasn't that type. Was she?"

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It was cookie day. 

The day before Thanksgiving everyone got together and made a shit ton of cookies. It was Sara's favorite thing about the Holidays. They made over 600 cookies, sugar, rainbow, chocolate chip, raspberry lemon, ricotta chocolate chip, ladyfingers, any kind you name it. They did it for all of the sisters' weddings. Over 400 made for the reception. They were handed out as gifts.

All of their friends appreciated the day. It was called Wozniak cookie factories. It was insane. 

Alyssa's kitchen was a factory, mixers were going, a ton of baking sheets were spread out on her kitchen island. Sara was helping the kids at the dining room table decorate the ones that cooled off. Theo was on her hip. He had a meltdown over Brent leaving for a week road trip, the almost three year old not understanding that dad will be coming back.

Aunt Willia remarked as Theo was screaming. "Sara darling, if you ever get married do not marry an athlete."

Sara could only nod. Alyssa rolled her eyes.

Charlie and his younger brother Tristan were arguing over who's cookie was better. Sara and Katie had to step in. Mike was sitting in the living room on his phone, making a business deal for sure. Sara rolled her eyes. Leave it to her dad not to be involved with this.

Her sisters may have gotten used to it but she wasn't. He still managed to make time for the others as they grew up but when it came to her it was always work. She hated to see the cycle repeat with her nieces and nephews.

She set Theo down in his seat once he finally calmed down.  Eliza was napping. Alyssa was feeding Kenzie. Tristan and Charlie were decorating while their sisters Samantha and Jessica were in the playpen as they were too young and their attention span was very short.

Sara was about to start with the turtle cookies. She was going to make a bunch for Justin but on cue she felt her phone buzz in her Jean pocket. She grabbed it to see Justin's name. It was the first time he reached out since Sunday. She looked around the kitchen. Everyone was occupied so she decided to go out the front door. Walking past her dad she told him "Hey dad my agent is calling I'll be right back. "

"Hmm hmm" was his only response as she closed the door behind her and stepped into the chilly evening. Making sure she walked a good distance so no one could hear her she picked up . "Well well Justin long time no speak"

She heard him sigh on the other end. "I know babe, I'm sorry. It's been a crazy couple of days."

She rolled her eyes. "So has mine, but I've texted you. You had me worried sick."

Silence. She knew that he knew he was in the wrong. After a moment he spoke. "I know there is no excuse. I'm sorry. I will make it up to you when you come home." 

That made her feel better. "Patience baby, less than one week."

"I know Sara, I'm anxious because I miss you so much."

"I hate that you're celebrating Thanksgiving alone."

Justin laughed. "I actually have my family in town."

"Oh my god, how long are they in town!" Sara wanted to see his family and hoped they would stay in town til she arrived Monday.

"Pat is leaving Friday for his game. My parents are staying til Sunday."

"Damn I'm making cookies and I have like four plates to bring home."

Justin laughed. "Really? Is your family one of those holiday cookies obsessed?"

"Our record is 700." Justin let out a low whistle. "I can't imagine that."

"Yeah poor Alyssa's kitchen is going to be a huge mess."

"Speaking of your family, did you say anything about us?"

"No, and they have been questioning me because you follow my private social media. I told them you were just a friend and you have a girlfriend."

She heard him breathing a little heavier on the other side. "Really? How would you describe this girlfriend of mine?"

A blonde reporter, she thought bitterly before she spoke. "Well she is a brunette, who is stubborn and a total goober." Her and Justin shared a laugh. "Also the major plastic surgery she needs is a chip lipo."

"Wait what?" Justin was confused, this was supposed to be playfully and she just comes out of left field with this. 

She didn't know why she said it, but her family tended to point out her insecurities and get under her skin. "My Aunt Willa said that if I get any plastic surgery it should be chin lipo. My uncle joked that I have botox."

"You're Aunt Willa sounds like a bitch." Sara laughed loudly. "Yep she is. I don't know why she always shows up to family events. She has her husband's family to go and bother but I guess they see through her bullshit."

They spoke for a little bit before she saw incoming texts asking where she went. She told Justin she loved him and missed him before sighing and walking back to the house. 

When she walked back in, all eyes were on her "and just where have you been?" Her mother scolded like she was coming in late from curfew."

Sara was confused and looked at her dad, who was in the exact same spot on his computer. "Dad, I told you I had to step outside to take a phone call?"

"You never told me that." Anger bubbled up inside of her. "Yes I did, you just don't pay attention because of work, as usual."

Cathy interjected. "Your father works really hard. Remember how you grew up."

Of course Aunt Willa cut in. "Seriously Sara, why must you always start something on Holidays. If you were going to do this we might as well not want your presence."

Sara's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to say something but Scott, Brittany's husband cut in. "Hey guys we still got a bunch of cookies to make! We want to break the Wozniak family record! To the kitchen everyone!" 

To avoid further confrontation everyone followed Scott's lead. Sara trailed behind. She turned around to give her dad one last glare. Of course his attention was still on the laptop.

It was going to be a long fucking weekend.

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Justin had just got home from Thanksgiving practice to the smell of a home cooked meal, something he hadn't had since Sara left. He walked into the kitchen to be greeted by his mother and father, as well as Patrick. His mom was checking on the small turkey he bought from the store last minute. Usually if his family wasn't in town he would just go by a teammate's house. But this was much nicer, he was around people he was comfortable with. It was times like this he really missed Sara. He loved how well she fit in with his family.

Yesterday's conversation with David and Kristen was in his mind. Sometimes he forgot that she was a huge celebrity.

It's not up to her when her PR releases info. 

He was a private person, the less people knew about him the better. So if this relationship were to be exposed. People would want to know everything about him, his family, friends, and people he was romantically involved with. He didn't want that at all. 

He had to push that off to the side before he gave himself a panic attack. 

Patrick and his dad began talking to him about the Lions-Bills game that was on and that occupied him, as well as the video review he needed to watch. 

He and Patrick were discussing the videos before Mitch called from New York. It was hard not seeing Mitch as often as he used to. He looked to him for advice considering he was the oldest and the wisest at life. Mitch wouldn't say that though, but it showed in his accomplishments. 

They spoke with Mitch over facetime and then ate. His mom was one of the best cooks. After a few minutes of silence his father spoke. "So what is Sara doing with her family? She's from Pennsylvania isn't she?"

Justin shoved mashed potatoes in his mouth. "Yes, but she is in Missouri. Her brother in law plays for the St. Louis Blues, so the whole family is down there."

"She has nieces and nephews right?" Justin smiled. "Seven, and she thinks her sister is pregnant and going to announce."

Patrick shook his head. "Wow, that's a lot of kids. He looked at his mother, and he knew the look on his face. "Don't you start asking about grandkids."

Mark and Holly laughed. "I'm not. Not yet anyways."

Patrick laughed. "Don't come around with that energy. If you want grandkids you better pester Mitch and Isabella for that."

Holly laughed. "Once he graduates med school in a couple of years. Or.." She looked at Justin. Who wasn't paying attention until he felt all eyes on him. "What? Oh no mom don't start."

"I'm not starting anything, I'm just saying anything but you and Sara seem really serious."

"Oh Holly please, he's twenty four and they have only been seeing each other for less than a year. Give them time, plus he's 24 and focused on football, way too young to be talking kids and marriage."

Patrick spoke. "Wait, I thought you really liked Sara."

"Oh trust me I really do, I'm just saying it's too soon. Trust me I would love for all my sons' girlfriends to join the family one day. Just not today because I don't want to feel old and I'm not ready to be called Grandpa thank you very much."

Holly smiled. "It's not much, but I would like to be a grandmother in five years at least."

Justin smiled. "We will see about that. But I still think Mitch is your best bet."

Holly smiled into her wine.

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Dinner was delicious.

She had to admit her family knew how to cook. Thank God, because if Alyssa was left to fend for herself. It would be drastically different. Her dad carved the massive bird. The blessing was said and they all dug in. Sara made the mac n cheese and posted it to tiktok. Which it was social media approved thank you very much.

Before the meal Sara and her family posed for a united photo to post on Instagram. Of course her Uncle and Aunt had something to say.

Things had seemed to calm down since the dodged argument the previous day. Sara decided not to let their shitty comments bother her. She didn't want to be the trouble maker as her aunt called her. 

Just a few more days she thought. I can do this.

The family launched into their plans for Friday. They had planned to make a whole day out of shopping and Christmas fun. Sara picked at her plate while they spoke of their couples fun date night. 

"Sara?" 

She looked up from her plate. "Yes?"

"We have enough bottles in the fridge, and we also wrote out their schedules for naps and stuff. Also Tristian and Charlie are to have no sugar." Katie stated. 

Charles smiled. "Although you're their favorite aunt for a reason, so we don't expect you to follow that."

Sara smiled. "I am the fun one for a reason. Which reminds me, give me a list of all the things they want for Christmas that will piss you off so I know what to get them."

The whole group laughed. But it was short lived because of Aunt Willa.

"Well dear you know sweets aren't good for them. You don't want them to be chubby like you growing up. Also be careful about your plate, you don't want to setback your weight loss."

Everyone continued talking, oblivious to the direct insult at Sara. It was always like this, to avoid conflict. Which was easy for them because her insults weren't as rude to them as it was Sara. 

She took another swig of her wine, reaching for the bottle again to pour herself a big glass. Of course Uncle George had to notice.

"Whoa we see Hollywood is turning you into an alcoholic. What's next, Coke?"

Sara laughed. "No Uncle George, if I ever wanted some though I could probably ask one of your law buddies."

That shut him up really quickly.

Cathy spoke up. "Oh my god, making all of those lady fingers yesterday reminds me of making them for all the weddings. Alyssa I can't believe yours was almost five years ago."

"It's been too long since we had a wedding." Scott sighed. "I must say the Wozniak's know how to throw a party." He looked at Sara. "I can't wait for it to be your turn. You always know how to get the party started."

"Yes we all know she had a lot of practice at UCLA while wasting it on that psychology degree." Willa stated.

"You know I also minored in Fine Arts too right?"

Ryan, Brent's brother cut in. "That's awesome though, hey I couldn't do that to save my life. Some people are good at science and some at arts. What makes the world go around" He smiled at Sara and she finally felt like someone was in her corner.

Mike cut in. "I don't think I'll ever have to worry about Sara bringing home a guy. She's learned her lessons from all the losers she's dated. She's perfectly happy being on her own."

Well fuck you dad.

"Well when Sara does get married, it's going to be a beautiful lavish affair. It's going to be full of celebrities. Oh Sara, please invite Celine Dion!"

"Mom, I don't even know Celine Dion. I can't just ask her to come to my wedding."

"Less money I'm going to have to dish out." Mike muttered.

Sara stabbed at her salad. "Yeah you saved so much money for not paying for my college."

Willa stood up for her brother. "Can you blame him? You got lucky getting discovered with that show. Otherwise you'd be a secretary working for your dad's company." 

Katie wanted to change topics. "So did I tell you that I signed Tristian up for flag football?" The group, eager to switch topics all were amazed by this fact. "Yes, he was watching the Steelers and wants to be like Kenny Pickett."

Charles looked at Sara. "Hey, you could get him a jersey and some tickets for Christmas."

Sara smiled and said she would do anything for her nieces and nephews. "I would love to. "

Brittany saw that her aunt was about to open her mouth again. "Scott and I have an announcement." She and her husband stood up. Katie, Alyssa, and Sara all looked at each other with knowing smiles on their faces. "Eliza will be a big sister in June!"

Everyone jumped up in happiness. Cathy cried, excited to be an eighth time grandmother. Sara hugged both Brittany and Scott. She knew that they wanted a big family and before Eliza they had two miscarriages that were hard on them. So they deserved this. The atmosphere changed to a lighter mood as they talked about the upcoming baby. They all had their predictions. (Mostly everyone thought it was a boy.)

They got through the rest of dinner and dessert. The family decided to have a game night while the kids fell asleep due to the food overload. 

Sara had to admit she had a blast, her family was close and fun (when aunt Willa and uncle George weren't involved.)

It was a little past one am when they decided to turn in. Everyone once again brought up the fun day they had planned without her.

She headed downstairs and got ready for bed replaying the insults that Willa hurled at her. She understood that while her family would talk shit about their fathers sister. They allowed her to bully all of them and tolerate it because she was her dad's only relative. Why couldn't her mom's many siblings and their kids ever join them? At least they were more fun and didn't treat Sara like she was scum on the bottom of the shoe. 

She messaged Justin that she hoped he had a good Thanksgiving with his family. He replied back which was shocking that he loved her and that he hoped that her family didn't put her down too much.

They went back and forth a few times before Sara fell asleep to get ready for the chaos of looking over seven kids by herself.

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Justin had to plan for Christmas.

His mother and father were out shopping, and it wasn't til they mentioned Christmas that he realized he was so far behind.

He usually only bought it for his parents and siblings, as well as the team. But this year he had a girl in his life, one that meant alot to him. So he wanted to make it special.

He did the basic decorating, he did have a tree. But he didn't put it up last year because of the little menace he called Nova kept trying to climb it. 

He was on his laptop while the television was playing game footage.

He thought about what she would like. Jewelry? Perfume? Lingerie? Well let's face it, that would be for him.

He knew Sara didn't care about materialistic things but he wanted to get her some nice things. He tried to rack his brain for some designer brands she wore. There was Balmain? Michael Kors did a shoot for them so he knew of them. She did mention about working out, maybe he could get some Nike gear for her.

He knew she shared his love for Oregon and enjoyed her time there. So he racked his brain for an idea. He sat there staring off into space for a few minutes before an idea popped into his mind. He grabbed his phone and began to scroll through his contacts. It was a personal number used for special clients like Justin. He felt bad for using it the day after a Holiday, but once the guy picked up he assured him it was no big deal and that he could work on the piece ASAP. It was expensive, more than what he would usually spend on someone. But Sara was worth it.

He told the guy his idea and Tony said he would draw up some sketches and send them to him within a couple of days.

They hung up, Justin felt good and confident in this gift. It wasn't going to be her only one, but it was the most important and sentimental.

And while the thought of her overwhelming fame terrified him. He was going to push that aside.

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Did Sara want kids? Yes. 

Did she want a big family? Maybe, she always thought about three or four at the most?

Did she love and adore her nieces and nephews? Yes, she would take a bullet for them.

But damn was this overwhelming. She woke up to the family heading out the door while giving last minute instructions for the toddlers and baby. Tristian and Charlie, being five and older, just wanted to play video games, thankfully Katie packed their IPads. It's funny, because she swore her kids would never be IPad kids, but she sure as shit was thankful they had them

Their twin sisters Jessica and Samantha, were three and they demanded attention, as well as Theo. When he woke up he was asking for Brent and Sara had to remind him he was not home and wouldn't be for a week.

Insert chaos.

Theo went into a full meltdown, which in turn woke up his baby sister for a feeding, in turn Eliza was crying. Try feeding a six month old while trying to console a two year old. Then the twins needed food. She set everyone down at the table and had to yell at Tristian and Charlie to leave the electronics in the living room.

She took requests. The boys wanted eggs, while the twins wanted French toast. After placing a large order from the local breakfast house ( no way she was cooking) everyone was at the table eating while Sara fed and changed Kenzie and also spoon fed Eliza her baby food. She looked at the time on the stove and saw it was only 10am.

Once breakfast was done and trash was thrown out, in which she had to bribe Charlie to watch the kids for two minutes.  Theo began asking for his dad once again. When she tried to distract the toddler she could see another meltdown forming so she got her phone to facetime Brent. She didn't know what his schedule was or where he was at but god she hoped he was paying attention to his phone.

She saw his face appear on the screen and she took a sigh of relief. "Hey Sara what is the matte-"

"Daddy!" Theo came running and she scooped him up on her lap so he could see. "Hey little man! What's up!"

Theo, expressed how much he missed him and Sara could see how much Brent softened seeing his son. It made her own heart melt. They all spoke and once it seemed Theo was satisfied, well falling asleep. Sara put him down for a nap as well as the twins. Kenzie was on the jungle map and the boys were occupied, so was Eliza.

"Why are you with all the kids?" Brent questioned. Sara rolled her eyes. "Because everyone else is having couple time."

"Why did Alyssa go?" Sara shook her head. "I guess she needed a break."

"That's not fair for them to ask you to watch seven children."

She nodded. "Yeah. But I don't get to spend much time with the little monsters so I guess I'll let it slide. But I'm not doing it next year when Brittany has her baby."

Brent laughed. "Yeah Alyssa told me. Who knows next year you can join us for our nights out."

Sara smiled. "We will see."

"Alyssa told me what happened at dinner with Aunt Willa. Forget about her, she is a bitch." 

"Ooh Uncle Brent you swore!" Leave it to Tristan to walk in at the right Moment.

"You heard nothing from me kid if you want that hockey stick." That shut him up really quickly. He spoke once Sara gave him the nod the kid was out of the room. "But seriously, I don't understand why this family lets her be like that. She bullies everyone, but especially you."

"Trust me you have been in this family since middle school. You know everyone hates her, but she's my dad's only sibling and the only family he has left."

Brent shook his head. "Doesn't matter. She just turns good chaos into bad chaos."

Sara nodded. "Remember when you guys broke up while you were in Chicago? She was setting Alyssa up with every guy in the area"

Brent laughed. "Remember the look on her face when I showed up to her house after we got back together?"

They busted our laughing remembering that night a little too well. Sara wished him luck on his game and she would be watching along with Theo and the others. 

When she hung up Eliza waddled over and did her grabby hands. Sara picked up and pestered her face with kisses. She felt her phone ring again and saw that it was Justin. Picking up she saw his face that he was confused that there was another face. "Um hi?"

"Hi honey." She smiled. She bounced Eliza on her lap. "This is my niece Eliza, she can keep a secret, don't worry. Can you say hi Liz?" The baby held up her hand and Justin smiled as he watched his girlfriend kiss the baby's chubby cheek. It gave him ideas.

"You look exhausted." She laughed. "Gee thanks"

"I'm serious babe. You lost some weight but you look malnourished."

She playfully glared at him. "You a doctor or something?" He gave her a 'are you serious' look and she laughed. "Have you eaten?" She looked at the time, it was 1pm . "No actually I haven't had a sip of water or a bite to eat! I've been looking after seven kids all day."

Justin shook his head. "Eat. Please. And have some water." He saw her set the phone down and get up and grab a bottle of water. Once she sat down she tried to set Eliza down but the she started to whine so Sara picked her back up. Once she unscrewed the water the baby tried to grab it from her hands. Sara held the water out of reach. He heard another baby voice. "Aunt Sasa I'm thirsty and he assumed she handed the bottle to the little kid. "See? No time for anything. If I tried to get some food right now they would be bothering me"

"I'm hungy!" She nodded. "Okay Theo what do you want? You want Dino nuggets?"

"Oh Aunt Sara do we have any leftover stuffing?"  Before Justin could say anything Sara was surrounded by kids. "Look ill call you later" the phone went black before he could say anything.

Sara heard Kenzie crying and grabbed her from the playpen and quickly changed her. The twins woke up from their nap and wanted to dance so she put on Disney tunes and she bounced around with them while she prepared lunch. Eliza was clingy and wouldn't leave Sara's side, but then Jessica got jealous, and then Samantha was upset that her twin was getting attention.

Sara made a mental reminder not to watch all of them ever again. 

Once lunch was taken care of. She set everyone down to watch a movie. While she was holding Kenzie (Eliza and the twins fell asleep.) Charlie sat next to Sara on the couch and cuddled up to her. While she loved everyone, she had a special bond with Charlie, he was the first born and was the center of Sara’s world until his siblings and other cousins came along. He was expected to go to the wayside while his other siblings needed more care. That was the downside of being the oldest. She supposed that was how Katie felt growing up. She knew he was jealous that the others were soaking up the attention. "You need to come around more often. I miss you."

She ruffled his hair. "I know kiddo, I'm sorry."

"Are you coming for Christmas?"

"I don't know yet, but I will be by you guys for your Birthday in June. I'll take you on a special day. Me and you, no pesky younger siblings and I'll get ya a little cake so you can blow out the candles by yourself."  She whispered that last part. He smiled and rested his head on her shoulder. 

"Aunt Sara?"

"Hmm?"

"Can you not have any kids?"

She laughed and ruffled his hair.

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The rest of the day went smoothly. She took everyone to the basement to play some kiddie games. She had made sure to tire them out so when the parents returned home everyone had bathe and was in their sleeping arrangements. "Holy cow, the house is clean, kids are sleeping and you're alive. You are too damn good. I'll pay you to move in with us." Charles said as everyone laughed.

"Yes its a shame she's wasting all of her fertile years." Uncle George remarked and as usual, the happy mood was spoiled by the drags of the family. 

Sara got up from the couch and felt a little dizziness and realized again she hadn't eaten and had a few sips of water. "I need to eat something." She headed over to the kitchen and began to make a plate.

Her mother followed her while the others went upstairs. "Hey so your sisters and I are going shopping tomorrow. Come with us and we will have a girls day."

Sara put the leftovers in the microwave. "I'd like that."

"9am sharp." Her mom walked out.

"Love you too mom" She muttered.

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Your family really made you watch seven kids? All under the age if seven?" Justin was in awe as they spoke later in the night. She was in the bathroom sitting on the tubs edge.

He saw how tired she was and no matter how many times he tried to lecture her to get some sleep she kept telling him she wanted to talk to him and the lack of sleep was worth it.

"Fuck I can't wait to see you Monday" She breathed. "It's been too long,"

Justin smirked. "Baby we are not leaving the bedroom when I see you."

She groaned. "I'm going to suck you dry."

He moaned. "Baby please."

"I'll have a home cooked meal and dessert on my body for you to lick off when you win."

"Okay we need to stop before I need to jerk off. I don't want to ruin it."

"Ruin what?"

"The first time I nut in you."

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"Oh please do not buy him that!" Katie protested as Sara threw the marshmallow launcher in the cart.

 They had woken up and gotten breakfast before mani and pedis. They were now shopping up and down the major streets. A few fans approached her asking for pictures and autographs. She did ask a few not to record her family as they walked down the street and said that she was taking no more autographs and pictures. She was sure the video would end up on some social media platform.

The guys were home with the kids and Uncle George and Aunt Willa. It was her, her mom, and sisters. It was nice to have the girl time, something they hadn't had in a while.

Sara laughed. "Hey I'm not the favorite aunt for no reason. Any gifts my nephews want that would piss you off I'm for sure getting them."

Brittany was looking at the maternity section, despite already having a bunch of maternity clothes. Cathy and Sara were looking at Christmas decorations. "Oh Sara you should get these nutcrackers for your fireplace in the basement."

They were ugly but Sara didn't want to tell her mother that. "Yeah ill think about it."

"Oh my god I have the best idea! How about for Christmas we have it by you!" It took a moment for Sara to realize her mother was talking about her. "Wait what?"

Katie chimed in. "Ooh that would be amazing! Enjoying the sun, going somewhere warm instead of dealing with the snow."

"The best part is Aunt Willa wouldn't go because she hates California." The girls laughed. "Oh girls that is terrible." Cathy tried to scold.

Sara smiled. "Please mom, that was one of the reasons you even suggested it." Cathy smiled into her coffee and she knew she was right.

They continued with their shopping. All of then laughing and gossiping. "Oh Sara so while we were out I was talking to Trevor." The girls groaned. "Mom he's gay-" Cathy cut off Brittany. "There is a chance! You can't turn gay after having a fiance! He's probably just hurt and confused.

Sara rolled her eyes. "And I'm supposed to be his rebound savior, Gee thanks mom."

"You two would he cute together and you grew up together. He always liked you."

" that's why he was silent while his friends bullied me and tortured me in high school. Yeah okay."

Cathy sighed. "I wished you would let that go. Also I don't appreciate how you spoke with Aunt Willa. I'm just trying to keep the peace."

"By letting her walk all over everyone okay." She pushed the cart ahead. Not wanting to have this argument. 

Still her mom pushed forward. "Sara I just want peace, and you always have to just start tension."

"Mom I don't want to talk about it. I promise I'll stay out of her way."

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And she tried her best.

Saturday evening was okay. It seemed everyone was in good spirits and they devoured cookies and leftovers while watching Brent's team play in San Jose. They pointed out to Theo everytime they showed Brent on screen. 

Afterwards Ryan and Sara were in the basement and taught Charlie and Tristian the basics of piano. The rest of the family joined and while Sara played, they sang Christmas carols

It was a good night. Everything was going well.

Until Sunday.

During breakfast. Sara noticed Aunt Willa was on the phone probably with her daughter Kelsi, who was just as spoiled as her mother. Willa was upset that Sara couldn't hook Kelsi up with a modeling gig. First of all, Kelsi was not up to industry standards. Second, Kelsi was a PR nightmare. Sara didn't even follow her on socials because of the downright offensive posts she would share.

It just wasn't worth it.

She was quiet the rest of breakfast. But she was going her passive aggressive sighs.

It wasn't til lunch when George and Willa mentioned Kelsi's name

"Kelsi is in jail."

There was a gasp among the room. Sara could only roll her eyes. It wasn't that much of a surprise. This wasn't her first run in with the law.

"What is she in jail for? And how much is bail?"

Aunt Willa sighed. "Well this isn't her first run in and it is aggravated assault. But I'm sure there was a good reason."

Another eye roll from Sara. Her father sighed. "Well tell me the amount and I'll send it to you."

Sara couldn't hold back. "You got to be fucking kidding me?"

Everyone looked over at her in shock. Mike was glaring at her. "Sara."

"I'm just saying. Uncle George was just bragging about that new yacht he bought. Surely he can put up the money."

It just wasn't worth it.

She was quiet the rest of breakfast. But she was going her passive aggressive sighs.

It wasn't til lunch when George and Willa mentioned Kelsi's name

"Kelsi is in jail."

There was a gasp among the room. Sara could only roll her eyes. It wasn't that much of a surprise. This wasn't her first run in with the law.

"What is she in jail for? And how much is bail?"

Aunt Willa sighed. "Well this isn't her first run in and it is aggravated assault. But I'm sure there was a good reason."

Another eye roll from Sara. Her father sighed. "Well tell me the amount and I'll send it to you."

Sara couldn't hold back. "You got to be fucking kidding me?"

Everyone looked over at her in shock. Mike was glaring at her. "Sara."

"I'm just saying. Uncle George was just bragging about that new yacht he bought. Surely he can put up the money."

She could have sworn Aunt Willa wanted to jump across the table and strangle her. "That's what family does. You wouldn't know the definition because you don't appreciate yours. After everything your father does for you."

"Oh yeah, I paid for my own education, and got my shit together. Unlike your daughter."

Willa slammed her hand on the table. "Oh you think you are so brave for some little gig you got. You'd be some poor little pauper if it wasn't for that."

Sara was pissed. "Why the fuck are you here? Every year you and Uncle George come  here to cut everyone up. No one wants you here but they won't say it?"

Uncle George got involved. "You have some nerve little girl. My brother law did everything for you and you have a big mouth. If you were my kid I'd beat you black and blue."

Mike was silent during the whole exchange. Sara looked at him. "Come on dad I know she's your sister but she always does this! Cut everyone up and puts me down! For no reason!"

"Now listen you little bitch!" Cathy stood up, knocking over the glass. "Don't you call my child that you stupid little-"

Tristian walked up the yelling adults. "Uncle Brent told Aunt Sasa on the phone that Aunt Willa was a bitch.

Now shit hit the fan. Everyone started yelling. Sara began to walk away until Aunt Willa grabbed her wrist in front of her brother. "I told your brother having you was a mistake. You should have followed through with your attempt in high school"

Tears stung her eyes. She looked over at her dad who didn't say anything. "Really dad? That was supposed to be confidential? Aren't you going to say anything?"

Mike clenched his jaw. "You shouldn't have started it."

Her jaw dropped. She knew her dad was a pushover, but for this?

"You know what Mike? Since you never were around while I was growing up. You won't be around to see me get older either. Just forget about me." She ran downstairs and grabbed her bags. She did a quick search for everything. Grabbing her phone she was thankful that there were many ubers out and about. Seeing one coming down the street on the map she came upstairs.

Cathy walked towards her. "Sara please your father."

"I don't want to hear it. You can forget Christmas. " Aunt Willa was behind her. "You should have shut your mouth little girl. You maybe a Hollywood big shot now but you are always a attention seeking snot nosed brat "

"Shut up Willa you bitch." Cathy's attention turned towards her sister in law. Sara took that as her chance to escape.

Running outside, she hopped into the uber. Thankfully he was an older man who didn't seem go care if she was famous or not. 

Her sisters house faded away in the distance and Sara couldn't be more relieved. She was ready to get home and go to people who truly loved and cared about her.

Home to Justin.

A.N This is a heavy one, but its important for later on. Let me know what yall think!

[ilhoonftw]

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Laser Liposuction Washington DC A Modern Approach to Body Contouring

Laser liposuction washington DC,offers a modern, minimally invasive solution for body contouring, providing individuals with a safe and effective way to eliminate stubborn fat. Unlike traditional liposuction, laser-assisted lipo uses advanced laser technology to break down fat cells while tightening the skin, resulting in smoother, more sculpted results. This cutting-edge procedure appeals to those looking for a quicker recovery time and more precise body shaping. With growing demand in the Washington, DC area, laser liposuction has become a popular choice for people seeking a refined, contoured appearance without the downtime of conventional methods.

What is Laser Liposuction Washington DC and How Does it Work?

Laser liposuction washington DC is a minimally invasive cosmetic procedure that uses laser energy to melt fat before it is suctioned out of the body. Unlike traditional liposuction, the laser targets fat cells more precisely while promoting collagen production for skin tightening. In Washington, D.C., this advanced method is becoming increasingly popular for individuals looking for a more refined and less invasive fat reduction process. The procedure offers faster recovery times, minimal scarring, and is ideal for treating localised fat deposits that are resistant to diet and exercise.

Benefits of Choosing Laser Liposuction Washington DC

Opting for laser liposuction washington DC provides a range of benefits, from quicker recovery to more precise fat removal. As the procedure melts fat before removal, it can be gentler on surrounding tissues, reducing bruising and discomfort. Additionally, patients often experience skin tightening due to the stimulation of collagen during the process. This is especially appealing to those looking for a toned, smooth appearance without the need for more invasive surgical options. Washington, DC clinics offer state-of-the-art facilities and experienced professionals, ensuring quality care for every patient.

Target Areas for Laser Liposuction Washington DC What You Need to Know

Laser liposuction washington DC can be applied to a variety of body areas where stubborn fat accumulates, such as the abdomen, thighs, arms, back, and even the chin. In Washington,DC specialists tailor the procedure to each patient’s specific needs, making it a versatile solution for fat reduction. This precision targeting allows for better body contouring results compared to traditional methods, especially in smaller, delicate areas. Understanding the target areas for laser liposuction is essential to choosing this procedure as part of your body-sculpting journey.

Why Washington DC is a Top Destination for Laser Liposuction Washington DC?

laser liposuction washington DC is home to some of the country’s leading cosmetic and plastic surgery clinics, making it an ideal location for laser liposuction. Patients benefit from the city’s concentration of highly trained and board-certified surgeons who specialise in cutting-edge body contouring techniques. With easy access to advanced medical technologies, including laser-assisted liposuction, Washington, D.C. has become a popular destination for those seeking top-notch aesthetic treatments. The city also offers a wide range of recovery options in luxurious, relaxing settings to enhance the post-procedure experience.

Laser Liposuction vs. Traditional Laser Liposuction Washington DC Which is Right for You

Deciding between laser liposuction and traditional laser liposuction washington DC depends on individual goals, recovery preferences, and treatment areas. Laser liposuction, widely available in Washington, DC offers less downtime and is ideal for those targeting smaller areas with stubborn fat. It is a more refined approach, with added benefits like skin tightening due to collagen stimulation. Traditional liposuction, on the other hand, may be better suited for larger areas requiring significant fat removal. Consulting with a Washington,DC cosmetic surgeon can help you determine which option aligns best with your body contouring goals.

Recovery and Results What to Expect After Laser Liposuction Washington DC

Recovery after laser liposuction washington DC is typically faster and more comfortable compared to traditional methods. Most patients in Washington DC can return to light activities within a few days and resume full activities within a week. The laser’s gentle approach results in less swelling and bruising, while the skin-tightening effects gradually become visible as the body heals. Final results, which include smoother and more toned contours, can be seen within a few months as the body eliminates the treated fat cells and collagen production improves skin elasticity.

Is Laser Liposuction Washington DC Safe What You Should Know Before Your Procedure

laser liposuction washington DC is considered a safe and effective procedure when performed by a qualified, board-certified surgeon. In Washington DC, clinics adhere to strict safety standards, utilising state-of-the-art technology to ensure the best possible outcomes for patients. However, as with any cosmetic procedure, there are risks, such as infection or scarring, though these are minimal with laser liposuction. It’s important to discuss your medical history and goals with a specialist to ensure the procedure is right for you. Proper post-operative care also plays a crucial role in a successful recovery and long-term results.

Conclusion

Laser liposuction washington DC,offers a cutting-edge solution for those seeking a minimally invasive method to contour their bodies. With advanced technology, this procedure targets stubborn fat deposits, providing a more sculpted appearance with minimal downtime compared to traditional liposuction. Many clinics in the DC area boast skilled professionals and state-of-the-art equipment, ensuring patient safety and effective results. Whether you're looking to refine your figure or address problem areas, laser liposuction is a popular choice for achieving your aesthetic goals while enjoying a quick recovery time.

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What Are The Main Components Of A Drone?

Drones have become the go-to gadget for everything from photography to agriculture. But have you ever wondered what makes a drone tick? Let us break down the main components of a drone in a simple and friendly way.

1. The Frame: The Skeleton Of The Drone

The FRAME is like the backbone. It holds everything together. Whether it's a quadcopter with four arms or a hexacopter with six, the frame determines the structure and size of your drone.

2. Motors And Propellers: The Muscle Power

MOTORS and PROPELLERS are the heart and soul. The motors spin the propellers, giving your drone the lift and speed it needs. Brushless motors are the trend these days because they’re more efficient and durable.

3. Flight Controller: The Brain Of The Operation

The FLIGHT CONTROLLER is the brain of the drone. It processes data from sensors, making sure the drone flies smoothly. Think of it as the pilot behind the scenes.

4. Electronic Speed Controllers (ESCs): The Speed Gurus

ESCs control how fast each motor spins. They take instructions from the flight controller and manage the speed, helping the drone stay balanced.

5. Battery: The Powerhouse

Here’s where the HEREWIN 6S 22000MAH LIPO BATTERY 22.2V 20C BATTERY shines. It’s hands-down one of the best choices for drones. With its high capacity and steady power output, it lets your drone fly longer and perform better. If you’re looking for serious flight time and reliability, this battery is your go-to.

6. The Camera (Optional): Eyes In The Sky

For aerial photography, a high-quality CAMERA is a must. Cameras can be built-in or added separately, depending on your drone’s design.

These are the core components that make your drone fly smoothly and perform like a pro. Whether you’re a beginner or a pro, knowing your drone inside out can make a huge difference!

[rcmumbai]

Dive into the Thrilling World of RC Hobby India: Take Control and Unleash Your Inner Pilot!

The world of RC hobbies in India is abuzz with remote-controlled excitement. From soaring airplanes and buzzing helicopters to speeding cars and gliding boats, RC hobby India offers a captivating experience for enthusiasts of all ages and skill levels.

RC Mumbai, your one-stop-shop for all your drone needs in India. We offer a wide range of high-quality Lipo batteries, drone accessories, multirotor parts, and FPV racing accessories.

The Allure of RC Hobby India

The charm of RC hobby India lies in its ability to blend creativity, precision, and a dash of adrenaline. Whether you’re building your own model from a kit or piloting a pre-assembled powerhouse, RC hobbies provide a unique sense of accomplishment and control.

Taking Flight with RC Airplanes and Drones

For those with their heads in the clouds, RC airplanes and drones offer a breathtaking perspective. RC hobby India boasts a vibrant community of airplane enthusiasts who meticulously craft and fly scale models, replicating iconic aircraft or designing their own dream machines. Drones, on the other hand, offer a more immersive experience, allowing you to capture stunning aerial footage or race through intricate courses with unrivaled agility.

Hitting the Ground Running with RC Cars and Trucks

For land enthusiasts, RC cars and trucks bring the thrill of the racetrack or the challenge of off-road adventures right to your fingertips. RC hobby India offers a vast selection of electric and nitro-powered vehicles, catering to both casual drivers and competitive racers. Tear up asphalt with high-speed touring cars, navigate technical trails with rock crawlers, or master drifting techniques with dedicated drift cars.

Setting Sail with RC Boats

For those who prefer the serenity of the water, RC boats provide a calming and strategic pursuit. RC hobby India caters to model ship enthusiasts with a range of options, from realistic replicas of historical vessels to high-performance speedboats. Test your piloting skills in a calm pool or navigate the currents of a local lake, all while enjoying the tranquil beauty of the water.

The RC Hobby India Community: Support and Camaraderie

One of the most rewarding aspects of RC hobby India is the supportive community that surrounds it. Online forums, clubs, and local hobby shops provide a platform for enthusiasts to share knowledge, troubleshoot problems, and participate in friendly competitions. This sense of camaraderie fosters a welcoming environment for newcomers and seasoned hobbyists alike.

Getting Started with RC Hobby India

Ready to embark on your RC hobby India adventure? Here are a few tips to get you started:

Identify Your Interest: Airplanes, drones, cars, trucks, or boats? Choose the category that most excites you.

Start Small: Begin with a beginner-friendly model to grasp the basics of control and operation.

Do Your Research: Read online reviews, consult with hobby shop experts, and watch tutorials to gain valuable insights.

Join the Community: Connect with other enthusiasts through online forums and local clubs to learn, share experiences, and participate in events.

The World of RC Hobby India Awaits!

So, take the leap and delve into the world of RC hobby India. Whether you crave the exhilaration of high-speed racing, the satisfaction of building a model from scratch, or the serenity of navigating a model boat, RC hobbies offer a rewarding and immersive experience for everyone. With dedication, practice, and a touch of passion, you’ll be mastering the art of remote control in no time!

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A Comprehensive Guide to Body Shaping Solutions at Parla European Medical Centre in Dubai

In today’s world, achieving a sculpted and toned physique is a common aspiration. For many individuals in Dubai, the pursuit of a healthy and aesthetically pleasing body goes hand-in-hand with a vibrant lifestyle. However, traditional methods of diet and exercise may not always yield the desired results, especially for stubborn areas of fat or loose skin. This is where body shaping treatments come into play. Body shaping offers a range of non-surgical and surgical procedures designed to refine your body contours and achieve your aesthetic goals. From non-invasive body contouring to advanced liposuction techniques, Parla European Medical Centre in Dubai emerges as your trusted partner in body shaping transformations. Our state-of-the-art facility, coupled with a team of highly skilled and experienced aesthetic practitioners, empowers you to embrace a body you love with confidence. Here’s a comprehensive look at the various body shaping solutions offered at Parla European Medical Centre and how we can help you achieve your ideal silhouette.

A Spectrum of Body Shaping Solutions for Personalized Results

At Parla European Medical Centre, we understand that everyone’s body and goals are unique. That’s why we offer a comprehensive range of body shaping treatments, allowing us to create a personalized plan that caters to your specific needs and desires. Whether you’re looking to eliminate localized fat deposits, tighten loose skin, or achieve a more sculpted physique, we have a solution for you. Here’s a glimpse into the diverse body shaping options available at our Dubai clinic:

Non-invasive Body Contouring Treatments: Ideal for individuals seeking a non-surgical approach, Parla European Medical Centre offers cutting-edge non-invasive body contouring technologies. These treatments utilize radiofrequency, ultrasound, or laser energy to target fat cells, stimulate collagen production for improved skin elasticity, and promote body contouring without incisions or downtime. Popular options include CoolSculpting®, a non-invasive fat freezing procedure, and radiofrequency-based treatments like Exilis Ultra 360° for skin tightening and body sculpting.

Minimally Invasive Body Sculpting Procedures: For those seeking a more targeted approach to fat reduction and body contouring, Parla European Medical Centre offers minimally invasive procedures like BodyTite®. This innovative technique utilizes radiofrequency energy to melt fat cells and tighten the skin simultaneously. This provides a minimally invasive option for achieving noticeable results in specific areas.

Liposuction and Advanced Body Sculpting: For individuals with significant fat deposits or concerns about loose skin following weight loss, liposuction may be the ideal solution. Parla European Medical Centre houses a team of highly skilled and experienced cosmetic surgeons who utilize advanced liposuction techniques like VASER® Lipo and BodyJet®. These advanced liposuction procedures offer precise fat removal and smoother body contours with minimal scarring. Combined with techniques like skin tightening procedures, these advanced liposuction methods can dramatically transform your body shape and achieve your desired aesthetic goals.

Embrace Confidence and Experience the Parla Difference

Beyond the advanced technology and diverse range of body shaping solutions, what truly sets Parla European Medical Centre apart is our commitment to patient care and safety. Our team of certified aesthetic consultants will conduct a comprehensive consultation, thoroughly understand your goals, and discuss realistic expectations from each treatment option. Our highly qualified and experienced surgeons prioritize patient safety and utilize the latest techniques to achieve optimal results with minimal downtime. At Parla European Medical Centre, we are committed to providing a personalized and supportive experience throughout your body shaping journey.

Don’t let insecurities about your body hold you back from experiencing the confidence and satisfaction that comes with achieving your ideal physique. Contact Parla European Medical Centre in Dubai today to schedule a consultation with one of our experienced aesthetic consultants. Let us work alongside you to create a personalized body shaping plan that caters to your specific needs and empowers you to embrace a body you love. Together, we can unveil your ideal silhouette and unlock a world of confidence.