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obeywho-meduh · 4 years ago

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Okay so yet another self indulgent piece thanks to my favorite monster bf artist ❤️💗💕 @cosmic-whorror

Inspirational pic [here]

Lost in the Labyrinth of Dreams with Minotaur Belphie

⚠️NSFW WARNING: Sadist Belphie x Fem!Reader, Dub-con, Blood, Penetration, Oral (male and female), Monster Fucking, Degradation, Choking, Hair pulling, ‘Dying in the Saddle’ (dying while having sex), Character death, Dark themes

I would like to state that this is indeed angsty smut BUT! Cause I’m such a smooshy bean, of course it had a good ending~

Enjoy my lovelies ❤️💗

She tried to move but his hold on her was as strong as ever. At least they were laying on his bed. “Belphie... Are you awake?” He had her body wrapped in a blanket and hugged her close to him, using her stomach as a pillow.

Belphie squeezed her waist and groaned, “No..” He buried his face against the soft skin of her abdomen, the added pressure tickling her.

Tittering as her fingers laced themselves in his hair, caressing his head while trying to adjust herself better. “If you want me to stay here tonight then I need to be able to breathe.”

He grunted, blowing warm air into her shirt before he lifted his head and looked at her, “Do you? You look so beautiful when you’re lifeless in my arms.” She thumped his forehead. “Ow…”

“Oh that didn’t hurt! And we talked about that!”

His eyes shifted to the side, “Mmmm...Well, that’s what you look like after I stuff you full of my milk.”

Her face flushed red and she wiggled her way out of his hold then turned to her body away from him, she wouldn’t admit that that particular thought, or rather that memory, sent a pleasurable jolt of excitement down to her apex. “I-I’m going to sleep!” He kissed her lower back before sitting up to now be to the big spoon and as his arms surrounded her, her back against his chest he then kissed the back of her head. Her eyelids suddenly felt heavier than before, she wasn’t actually sleepy and yet...

“Sweet…” Belphie’s voice softly echoed in her ear as her consciousness faded, “...dreams.”

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Screams filled the room around her as she ran down the never-ending hallways. No matter how many turns she would take there was no end in sight; no light except the occasional torch.

Was she going in circles?

How long had she been walking?

Where were the screams coming from?

Monstrous howling bellowed along with the screams and this time when she turned the corner, there were bodies, dead bodies.

A dark figure towered over them and a sense of horror and dread filled her thoughts. Her eyes only saw the hooved-feet before her mind said to run.

Her body didn’t move, her eyes didn’t leave the ground while whatever it was approached her, stepping past the massacre before stopping in front of her. Her eyes creeped up to get a full view of this creature.

Seeing its thick, hairy, bull-like legs connected to the muscular torso of a man, its chest was heaving, decorated with droplets of sweat and blood across its defined chest along with some black spots splattered along its shoulders..

[image courtesy of @cosmic-whorror with permission to share in this fic]

Without realizing, her eyes were locked with the creatures’ own beautiful and terrifyingly deep purple orbs. It tilted its head as it looked at her, then it reached its hand down and cupped her cheek. The touch was so soft and she found herself entranced.

“I’m going to enjoy destroying you.” Its voice was hoarse and deep as its hand came down to her throat and picked her up. Choking her while it lifted her to the wall, her hands gripped at its wrist while she gasped for air; kicking her legs only made it harder to breathe. “Look at how desperately you’re trying to breathe.” The creature grunted with an amused chuckle.

Her heart was racing and tears fell from her eyes, what was the point in fighting the inevitable? If she was going to die, why struggle? Her body calmed but she continued to hold the monster’s wrist, her grip lessening with each passing second until she was overcome by darkness.

She came to to the sounds of screams filling the room. She was running down the hallways, turning left and right then right and left, but there was no end. Her heart dropped and her body froze right before she turned the next corner. But why did she hesitate? Why won’t her body move forward? Her hand touched her throat as she started to back away. Then she could hear it, heavy breathing and the sound of something big walking towards the corner she dare not turn. A hand appeared from around the corner followed by black twisted horns and those eyes. Where had she seen them? Her legs gave out as the monster slowly revealed itself. As she sat on the ground, the creature kept its eyes locked with hers only stopping its advance when it was directly in front of her.

“Do you enjoy dying?” She watched as it lifted its foot and then brought it down to her stomach, pushing down on her as her body squirmed under its hoof. “You must, look at how you’re dancing under me.” It didn’t physically hurt, almost like she was suffocating. She wanted to push it away but the more she looked into its eyes, her will to fight back diminished. Her eyes started to close but before the overwhelming pain took her, it lifted its hoof off her. “I wonder if you’d be more afraid to live…”

Curled into herself, her hands gripped her sides gasping for air, before it grabbed her hair and began to drag her down the hallway. Struggling against its hold hurt, but so did the occasional rock or bone that it’d pull her over. The hallway started to get brighter and widened. The monster tossed her into a room encircled by stone, chains hung from the walls, and skulls decorated the floor. She landed on a pallet, some hay poked her as she began to sit up.

“You’re going to be mine unless you prefer to die? Not that you won’t be begging for death after I’ve taken you.”

Clenching her fist she holds it to her chest, “Y-Yours? Take?”

It got down and crouched beside her, blowing out hot air from its snout, the force making its septum piercing sway, “I am male and you are female.” Her body shivered as she instinctively tried to back away and he grabbed her chin. “Therefore you are going to be my heifer and take my seed until you’re a pathetic lifeless mess.”

Lifeless.

Trying to recall where she’d heard that, she wondered why she wasn’t scared of him but then he pulled her up as he stood, yanking on her arm to get her to stand with him. He backed her against the wall, head coming down to trap her head between his thick horns. “Arms up.” His eyes followed her as she raised her arms and he put them in the chain cuffs; they were cold on her wrists. As he locked the cuffs around her wrists, she took a moment to look down at her body.

To her surprise, she was already unclad, but where did her clothes go? Had she been naked this whole time? No... she had something on before...so when?

His hand grabbed at her throat again, its claws pressing against her pulse. “Get all thoughts out of your head. Only think of how much of my milk your stomach will be able to take.”

My milk.

Without hesitation he took hold of her legs and lifted them. She couldn’t see it but she felt it. All of it. His cock stuffed her, tears filled her eyes and she inhaled sharply to release a high-pitched screech as her body convulsed around his thick girth. The bulge it created in her stomach terrified her, there was nowhere for her to run.

The chains clanged as his hips moved against hers, she thought she was crying out but her screams were muffled. No not muffled. She couldn’t make any sound at all. But wasn't she able to before?

She looked down at his hand covering her mouth, then it moved so his claws could push inside her. When did his hand move from her throat? He toyed with her tongue as his thrusts grew more sporadic and violent causing her back to crash against the cold, stone wall each time. The unforgiving surface scratched at the cuts on her back; she could feel the warmth from her blood dripping down her skin. Sucking on his fingers, her drool fell down her chin. Feeling herself coming close to the brink, she writhed against the restraints, arching her body to feel more.

His grunts were rapid as his cock swelled inside her, he took his fingers from her mouth and picked her up by her thighs opening her more. He bucked hard, she could hear his hooves pound the ground in unison with his pace. His angle changed and it felt like he was going to break her back. “P-Please stop...Aaahh..I-It hurts!!”

As the words escaped her, he seemed to get irritated and slammed her against the wall as he thrusted. When her back hit the wall, his cock angled differently and the momentum made his cock curve, it hit the base of her pelvic bone, breaking it from her spine. Her vision faded as her body registered the pain, everything went black.

Before she knew it her eyes opened, her mind panicked as it saw the Minotaur standing before her. “W-What are you!?” Didn’t she just die? Wasn’t he just fucking her? Why did it look like her body was back to the way it was before?

His hand grabbed her neck, “Just a nightmare.” Her mind started to piece itself together, the familiar sensation of having his hand around her neck. Each thrust gave her the pleasure and pain she longed for. And only he knew how to take everything she had, including her life. His eyes that captured her time and time again, upon realization she didn’t know how to react except to utter his name. “..Belphegor…”

The room around them seemed to dim and the once red flames of the torches turned a bright blue. It made his eyes shine brighter while the bullhead faded to darkness and Belphie’s face replaced it. “Why’d you have to go and ruin the fun I had planned?” A smirk creeped across his face. His hand moved from her neck to grip her jaw, “What am I saying? I still plan to break you in two again…” He came down and licked her lips, “Just like I did before, my pitiful little toy.”

She shook her head while her legs squirmed trying to get away from his grasp.

“Where the fuck do you think you can go? You can’t run from me Y/N, you are mine to love for as long as I want. And what’s better! You’re in my playhouse so let’s not hold back.”

Attempting to keep up with his words, it only made sense that this was a dream. Well, as he said before, a nightmare... She tried to imagine herself without the chains, seeing if she had any control in her own dream. “What do you mean hold back?” It almost seemed as if he really was in full control, so there was no telling what he had in mind.

“I can fuck you relentlessly and kill you without anything happening. And we can repeat it, over and over. Doesn’t that sound like fun Y/N? I can make any of your fantasies come true, just think about it.”

She’d had thoughts of Belphie doing numerous degrading things to her, punishing her, using her as his own personal fuck toy, his cock-sleeve, but how could she tell him? “B-Belphie.. I..” Her eyes fell from his gaze and looked at his still half beast body.

He took hold of chin and started to laugh, “Ohh Y/N, I should tell you I can see your dirty thoughts as you think about them. And my my, you have some very fun fantasies, you filthy little whore.”

Before she could rebuttal her mouth was covered with a ball gag, as she turned her head the walls had disappeared around them and they just seemed to be in a void. Her body quivered as her eyes returned to his. They were so intoxicatingly luminous, and she could feel her body heat up as she shook her head.

“Oh don’t cry~” His smile seemed innocent, “If you cry too much, I might just keep you in here until you’ve drowned us in your tears.” His face reverted back to that of a more humanoid bull, his horns extended out further than normal as he grabbed her ankles and lifted her body up. He hung her legs on his horns while his hands moved to hold her waist. Her apex trembled as his thick tongue pushed its way into her folds, curling and flicking itself around inside of her.

His lips covered her lower ones as the void echoed out the noises of him working his tongue inside her. She bit down on the gag while her legs clenched onto his horns, her climax crashing over her faster than expected. He sucked and lapped at her juices then quickly he bit down on her clit making her arch her body using his horns as support. She fell back yanking him a bit as she did. Lifting her legs he moved them from his horns to his shoulders and pulling his tongue away he panted, “What a greedy little toy you are.” He then pulled away and let her body swing from the chains that still held her by the wrists.

“It’s my turn to cum.”

She blinked and her whole body had changed position, the ball gag and chains were gone. Belphie now straddled her chest, his cock laying across the side of her face. Finally seeing it, she saw the outlines of veins bulging and pulsating against its thickness, similar to his real one. However, this cock has an ombré color, black from the base halfway to the shaft then grey up to a soft pink at the very tip. As she turned her head to see it more there were a few black spots around the halfway point, her heart raced and chest heaved.

Saliva gathered in her mouth, his eyes narrowed down at her. “Well?” In his position she couldn’t reach her hands around his bull-like legs to grasp his massive erection. He scoffed then grabbed her hair as he pushed his thumb inside the corner of her mouth, pulling her cheek. Her mouth opened as she whimpered and he pressed the tip inside, passed her lips. “Good thing you don’t have to breathe in my playground.” Both his hands returned to her hair, his grip tight as he started to buck his hips.

Her hands tried to push him away because despite the lack of needing to breathe, the feeling of his cock stretching her throat made her see stars. Unfortunately his strength was still evident, but the feel of his hairy lower body was soft and muscular. She started to ease in her frantic thoughts and let her arms hook around his legs. Attempting to work her tongue seemed to be useless as his excessive thrusting left no room for any additional stimulation. Gagging repeatedly and not passing out from lack of air was comforting but also overwhelming as he fucked her mouth mercilessly.As his cock grew in her throat, it created a bulge that was visible from her neck and Belphie grunted out as it pulsated. His hot seed shot down her, burning like a strong whisky as the heat of it spread through her body, her eyes fluttering with tears as the amount of cum she swallowed expanded her stomach. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and watched as his cum dripped on her face. She coughed making some of his cum decorate her chest, “B..Bel..” Her breathing went from non-existent to heavily panting as he stood up from her.

He lifted his hoof then stepped down on her stomach, laughing as she flailed to grab at him. “Want to see one of my fantasies?” Applying pressure as he pushed his hoof down more making her cough, gagging and throwing up more of his cum. “Hahaha! Look! I turned you in a gushing geyser!” Lifting his leg to remove his hoof, he kept laughing, “You’re a pitiful fucking sight,” He reached down and grabbed her throat, “Let’s make it better. Actually, I should be more honest with you. It’s only going to get worse~”

Her tear filled eyes filled with wanton pleasure as her mind filled with the multitude of ideas continued to flow, and as she tried to speak, “Beep Beep Beep.”

Belphie looked up to the light that emerged at the top of the void, “Son of a-”

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“Mmm..” Her eyes slowly opened and they looked up at the familiar ceiling of the twin’s room, and she reached over to turn off the alarm on her phone. Then her thoughts collected, the beast, the fucking and her quivering core that was acheing for more of him and her eyes quickly shifted to try to find him. He still had her in his arms, laying beside her with his head buried in her hair, “Belphie..a-are you awake?” Turning her head so his lips rested on her forehead.

“No thanks to you..” He sighed against her and pulled away a bit, she looked up and saw his sluggish face yawn. “And since we’re both awake.. why don’t we continue where we were?” In a swift motion, he was on top of her, his knee between her inner thighs and his hand around her throat.

#COMSIC STOP IT YOU NÀUGHTY THING YOU!#Just kidding! don’t change! I need these monsters in my life #obey me #obey me shall we date #om belphie #belphie x reader #Belphie x femreader #Minotaur Belphie #monster boyfriend

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micheswife · 4 years ago

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Miche as Hanji's older brother.

pic credit: me.

If you have read the trivia section of Miche from AOT wiki, then you know that there was a familial connection intended between him and Hange, atleast in the initial panels. Ever since I read about it, I can't help but notice that they also look similar in some aspects. At the time of season 1, Hanji must have been around 29 and Miche around 40-42 (estimations). So I decided to write about an innocent and energetic 10 year old Hanji, and a 22 year old protective elder bro Miche, watching her shenanigans and keeping her from setting the world on fire.

Warnings: None, just some sibling love. 🌻

"Oye, slow down!" Miche yelled as his cousin ran after a beetle, almost getting up from his seat. It was always something new with her, and he could never predict.

Hanji stumbled and fell on a haystack with a soft thud, too slow to catch the insect. She watched in awe as the beetle flew away, leaving her covered in soil and hay. Miche pouted watching his little cousin fail, but he knew something else would distract her in no time. Besides, there were tons of unfinished projects and "ongoing experiments" back in her room. A majority of them would just end up as breeding places for mosquitoes, but he wouldn't be around to deal with it.

"You are one curious soul, aren't you, glasses?" He whispered, more to himself, as he walked her back home. She needed a bath but Miche knew better than telling her to do it. That chore would be something for his aunt to handle.

"We will go out again, I have to catch it!"

"Hanji, no! You are not supposed to get out after lunch."

"So you will not take me?"

"No."

She fell silent for a couple of minutes before saying,

"We could sneak-"

"No!"

"You are boring…" she trailed off, pouting as she turned to face the other way. She really did not comprehend the absurdity of her actions, or demands. Following a baby bear into the forest, stealing gunpowder, trying to disassemble her father’s gun and the most outrageous of them all, asking Miche to let her see a titan. It all began when he decided to mess with her by saying that the scouts had captured a titan. It was just one of the many silly, made-up stories he would use to keep her occupied when he did not have to energy to watch over her. Bad decision, it had been two years since then, and his cousin had not let it go.

"But you have one in that building!"

"Yes, we have two now, but you are not allowed to see them."

"You can't help me sn-"

"No!"

"Lameass…"

He would chuckle everytime she tried to insult him. Although a little odd, his cousin was the only bit of innocence in his life. He dreaded the day she would realize just how cruel the world was.

"What would you do if I went outside the walls and never returned?" Miche asked her, fastening his cloak to return to the headquarters.

"Why would you not return?" Hange inquired with a mouthful of food, showing no signs of worry.

He sighed, knowing that it was hard to get a straight answer out of her.

"Just a wonder." He shrugged.

"I would miss you then." She didn't even look away from her book as he left the house, expecting him to come home despite what he had just hinted. It barely help that Miche painted the outside world in a completely different light than the horrendous mess it really was.

She was also well aware of his capabilities, he was strong but this time was different. The expedition was going to take place in a completely untouched territory, and death rates always hit the roof whenever that happened. Doubtful about his survival, Miche left praying for her well-being and cheer. She was bright, intelligent, happy, and everyone believed she had the potential to do something great for mankind.

Hange sat back reading her novel, thinking of farfetched ways to breath life into her fantasies. She knew her cousin would come back next month, maybe he would let her check his odm gear then. And she was right, he returned, covered in injurues, but alive. He never allowed her to examine his odm gear, too scared that she would disassemble it too, which was exactly her intention.

It was no big deal though, one day she would get her own odm gear, and she would use it catch a couple of titans too. She would see the world for what it was, but it would never be enough to extinguish her enthusiasm. She was special.

#Miche zacharias #mike zacharias #mike aot #hange zoe #hange buntaichou #aot fanfictions #aot imagines #section commander hange zoe #section commander Hange #section commander miche #snk #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #child hange #scouting regiment #aot survey corps #aot hange zoe #miche aot

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eddiestattoos · 3 years ago

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You know the drill by now

Ah yes an ep that I'm confused approximately 4 seconds in

Yes Clark is a Schizophrenic CAUSE I'M GONNA BUY THAT

Um Lexmas but from Clark's point of view? I haven't a clue what's going on and I don't like it give me the justice league back

"Ever since kindergarten we've been together". I love choking on nothing

Clark and Lex being civil again. Hmm.

"Valentines day is like finding out how babies are born" Jimmy sweetheart, are you good?

He most certainly is he can see Lois and Clark being meant for each other. Redeemed Jimmy

Martha and Clark just like ????????? This ep is already infinitely better than the last holy shit

HERE WE GO RED K

Ok dad mode Lex is adorable I still somehow like him sometimes

Red k Clark crashing the party like only red k Clark can

OH SHIT

Screaming. I'm screaming.

"So weird to see her acting like a girl" Jimmy I love you. This might be a new fave ep. I'm living

Hey uh this isn't a one way make out session here. Lana don't deny you still love your favourite farm boy

Ha so much for Clark Lex civility

DO NOT TELL ME LEX IS USING LANA TO MAKE SOME SUPER BABY

When did Lana snipe the crowbar?

My apologies it's a chisel

Lana: I'm going some place no one would expect to find me Me: kent farm. Knew it

So much for my Brady is the bad guy theory

K it's gotta be the other security guard

Ha told you

Why does my internet always start being crap during fight scenes?

As much as I could hate Lex, i just can't fully but I straight up just flipped him off when he appeared on my screen. Ass ran away when his girl was in danger. Fight me

IF LEX TOOK THE CHISEL I SWEAR

Lex and Lana are engaged, expecting, and live in opposite ends of the mansion. K

Lana somehow still does not look the slightest bit pregnant which is just adding to my there's no way this happens theory

I'm used to 5 pin bowling I forget how massive 10 pin bowling balls are

Clark blowing papers to steal the laptop. I love this sneaky boy

Hey mr I can see meteor freaks how'd you screw that one up? Chloe?

I can't tell if Lana has actually figured out Clark or if she was just questioning the guy hoping she'd get her answer

"Clark I need you to X ray me" Chloe I love you

Clark Kent the emergency surgeon the intensity of this scene upped real frickin quick

Clark please just tell Lana

Lana: Lex if you were involved in this you'd tell me right Me: nope

Chloe sweetheart you are not a time bomb. That being said if Chloe develops powers I will go plain crazy in a good way

I think

Lex do not go after Chloe

I've arrived at the wedding ep here goes nothing

Clark frisbeeing the pic of him and Lana into the abyss my poor lovesick puppy

Oh wait lovesick puppy was dreaming. Typical

Clark: whips hay bales into the loft Clark: oh shit what did I just do

Clark casually just welding the cellar door back on

Is this another Clark dream or is it a Lana reality?

Only Lex Luthor would watch an ultrasound on a big screen in a private theater in his mansion

More dreaming? This ep is just a wild dream on everyone's part I'm confused

Welcome back Lionel strange seeing you again

Is this wedding scheduled for midnight or what? 5pm and nobody appears to be remotely ready

Tornado flashback??? Oh yippee Lana's turn to dream

Hi Nell nice to see you again

It was a setup I should've known. Damnit Lana I had hope for you and this ep

Lionel forcing the wedding on Lana guess I'm back to hating him with my whole being

Watch Lana go through with the wedding and divorce Lex like tomorrow

Lionel: welcome to the family Me: yeah cause it's not like you didn't force her to join it or anything you little shit

Smallville has such a weak definition of main character. Lois just disappears for 4 eps unexplained

"Nice moves for a stripper" "oh honey I learned even better ones as an army brat" go queen Lane

I watched a lot of wwe with dad when I was younger and my childhood memories are being scarred a bit by kane in this ep

Oliver was on my screen for half a second and I was thrilled

Here comes the end of baby Luthor

Are we ever going to learn the actual truth of Lana's pregnancy? I must know

Guy tries to shoot Clark. Clark casually hands him the bullet back. Could these moments get any better?

Lois your effort to fight this guy was commendable

Clark has been absolutely feral lately and I love it

Lex had a marriage last a whole episode. It's not happy but point is she hasn't left him yet. I'm impressed

Yes Clark figure out Lionel set Lana up you got it babe I believe in you

#my smallville bs #smallville #the marathon happened and boy it was fun #i havent exactly held true to my these posts will disappear or get shorter statement

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achilleasfury · 4 years ago

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Hi there! Can i ask for Hoodie, E.J, Jeff and Toby (somehow) Getting mistaken for S/O's guardian/parent while picking them up from school and finding out she's getting suspended for curb stomping someone that was talking sh*t and starting rumors about her and her friends and doesn't care and is just like "and I do it again" if thats ok?

hay :3 sure you can- just to make sure, as I said, I don't do Hoodie, bc still I didn't finish MH and I’m not that comfortable/well known with his character and don’t have a version to portray(yes, I will mention them, but wont do complete asks to the boys :3)- ALSO- I never was suspended or anything like that- so if somethings wrong, I’m sorry! also I’m sorry they kept getting shorter, because I ran out of time!

Eyeless Jack

- its extremeliy rare, that he pics them up from school - he probably never will be comepletly with his looks - but this day, he made an exception - he was calles by a teacher, probably because in his S/Os contacts, he was saved as ‘daddy’ - as they walked over to him, an angry expression on their face, he was something between annoyed and confused - a teacher was following them, clearly surprised by the mask which hid most of his face, and his hood, pulled over so his eyes couldnt be seen - ‘What happend?’ he shortly asked, his head turned to his S/O - the teacher lowkey explained, that they beated up a person, who was talking to them in a little rude way - his S/O just stared into distance, mumbling how they hated this person - ‘y/n, why did you do that? You could have ignored it. Its nothing’, he said, a little uncomfortable - ‘iTs nOtHiNg.’, they repeated sarcastically, glancing at him ‘stfu, nobody talks to my friends like that. But nooo- of course, I’m the bad one, I did something wrong- I just-’ - the teacher got between it - ‘I’m sorry, Mr. l/n, but your child was misbehaving badly! She’s suspended. If you could take her home now...? We’ll call you, when she’s allowed again to go to school. The material is already in her rucksack.’ - Jack was just pissed as fuck. He didnt know what the other kid had done, but first, he was mistaken as her father, which he definitivly didnt wanted to be- second of all, he saw a few bruises on his S/O, third of all, the fuck, why did he had to go out? They could have made it themself - the teacher had to... teach. yeah. so the teachyteachteach had to go away is the point - suddenly tears of anger started to float down their cheeks - ‘whats wrong, darling?’ - ‘Just shut up!’, they hissed, turning their back to him - yeah, bad choice how the fuck ended I up here thats probably very wrong Im so sorry- - ‘you dont even asked me what happend!’ they then continued - ‘ugh. Fine. What happend?’ - ‘They were an asshole! They insulted my friends and me. So i beated them up.’. they turned to him, a quick glance - ‘and I wouldnt mind doing it again.’ - they quickly walked over to the car(Jack didnt drive tho- probably Jane or so drove him-) - immediately he followed them, pulling them into his arms, while standing next to the car - ‘you could have told me from the start, darling~ it would have made a lot easier.’

Jeff the killer

- lil brat also had a mask, and sunglasses

- the teacher was uncomfortable

- yeah by computer just randomly decided i have to leave space Im sorry gotta correct it soon

- he was called your dad multiple times

- and he tried dad jokes

- his S/O stared him to death

- but like his brother he came back

- so he just said ‘what did my lil peep wrong? They’re an angel! Just like their mother’

- they didnt wanted to ask, who randomly turned out to be their mom

- ‘Mr. l/n they beated up a classmate!’

- ‘I always knew my sperma was strong!’

- Jeff and his S/O had to leave the school building and the teacher didnt even told him another thing then ‘get. out.’

- he mumbled some stuff, he tought would be dadlike

- ‘I knew I should have raised them too- never going to give my wife the kids again’

- congrats rat boi you just got your S/O in bigger trouble

- ‘sooo y/n what did ya do? what did they do to you? Why couldnt I beat them up?’

- so they told him.

surprisingly he just patted them, shortly smiling

- ‘great job, Yiffer (yes, I searched after nonbinary pet names and found this one. no idk what that means but it sounds funny BUT ‘the final whorecrux’ is also an option ;3) you did nothing wrong!’

- ‘Also- Yiffer(FUCK IT I KNOW IT MEANS FURRY PORN BUT I CAN SEE HIM DOING THAT), I like the idea of being called daddy’

- he looked at them with a kinky smile

- after that he got a fist in his stomach

- ‘hArDeR bAbY’

Ticci Toby

- when he got the call, he just was worried

- anything could have happend!

- so he packed his things and got to the school

- ‘ahh, Mr. l/n. Your child was misbehaving! They beated up a classmate, who did nothing! Also, they lied.’

- Toby could not believe the teacher

- his S/O was an angel, his little pumpkin. they’d never do that without a reason

- so he just glanced over to them ‘?-?’

- ‘they insulted my friends and wouldnt stop. So i made them silent. And I would do it again, if they do it again!’

- he smiles, then turnes to the teacher

- ‘I see your point, put they did nothing wrong! They just didnt know how to stop the person otherwise. Sometimes fists work better than words.’

- than he puts an arm around their waist and leads them to the car

- he’s not allowed to drive

- Masky drives

- he looks a lil tired at them

- ‘get yourself together its not that hard to ignore them.’

Toby’s just a little proud, that you even tried to be nice

- ‘uh- y/n? Why did the lady called me your father?’

- ‘... no big reason tobes. Just needed to have a father, because my mom’s on vacation, yk?’

- ‘oh... sure^^’

- please never tell him, that they saved him other ‘y/n, I’m yOur fAtHeR’

- it was a joke from months ago and he didnt think they actually would to that

And again, Im sorry that two turned out so short- but Im going to holiday today and wanted to finish, bc I wont take my computer with me-

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta eyeless jack #creepypasta jeff the killer #creepypasta ticci toby #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #ej #creepypasta x reader #s/o #s/o imagines #creepypasta x s/o #jeff the killer x reader #eyeless jack x reader #ticci toby x reader

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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immj2 07.11.20 lb

LMAO WTF IS THIS TITLE CARD, MAHA PRATIGYA IT SEEMS

oh boy what's the favour??? knowing this dude, it could be some realllllll freaky shit.

oh thank god. normal cheez. “aaj raat mujhe akela mat chodna.”

also dude, he is sooooooooo manipulating her. he's learnt that isko daraake, dhamkaake, PARALYSE karke, kuchhhhh nahi hone waala. the way to get her is to be vulnerable and play on the emotional side of things. and that's what he's doing.

rrahul's eye makeup >>>>>>>>>> all the female characters' eye makeup.

aaaaaaaand he's out like a light. yeah, crying does that to you. best cure for insomnia. the sleep after weeping your guts out just hits different.

lol it's just hilarious to see him lying there all sprawled out on the floor on this..... random platform. itnaaaaaaaaaa bada ghar hai, and this is where he decides to sleep after a long, tiringass day.

“pehli baar tumne mujhse kuch maanga hai vansh, but i'm sorry main usse poora nahi karr paungi. mujhe aaj raat tumhe chod kar jaana hoga; meri jiss galti ne tumhe itna tod diya hai usse sudhaarne jaa rahi hoon.”

i mean, ok i get it, but at least could have gently led him to the room instead of leaving him here lying on the living room floor. harsh af.

i bet he's not really sleeping and is listening to allllllllll of this confession she's doing. that's the kinda shady shit i always did when i had sleepovers with my older cousins and wanted to listen to all the juicy goss. and vansh deffffff gives me scorpio vibes, lol.

ok one tiny sweet moment.

“kyun maine yeh bewakoofi kii, bappa?”

that's what they should name the show. coz literally what else is the plot other than riddhima fucking up 30 different ways per week?

not listening to her and just admiring her skin. very healthy, much glowy. wow. spill the list of products you use, sis.

wait, is being stupid good for the skin???? is that why everyone on tellywood has good skin and the rest of us have blah skin?

lol this fucking dumbass mask. it’s neither an alien mask, nor the ghostface mask, bas one ajeeb off-brand mashup of both.

jor jor se chilla ke sabko apna fuckup bol rahi hai. ouffffffff, kuchhhhhh bhi baat she can't fucking just keep in her brain or what, without verbalizing??

“koi tha kya???” sis, how long you been living in this house???? ofc koi tha.

walks into kabir's house and narrrrrrrrrrowly misses getting brained. looks like kabir has his mom's poor aim.

did he know she was coming, or did he really do this to himself in frustration? in which case, yikes. both the men in this show really don't know how to deal with setbacks well, huh???

“kahan hai ragini, mujhe usko vansh ko wapas dena hai.” lmaooooooooooo sis, she's a wholeasssssss person, not a copy of the da vinci code you borrowed.

“kho gayi mujhse!” lol what the fuck is wrong with you ppl, she's a living human being, not an object, stop talking about her like this!?!?

lmao this set of caps is just making me giggle a lot.

kabir saying someone else kidnapped ragini and took. i don't believe him. dal is looking quiteeeeeeee kaala to me.

mmmmmmmmm kaali dal. could use some rn. *looking up dhaabas nearby*

“aisa lag raha tha jaise main kisi parchaayi se bhid gaya tha!”

aaaaaand riddhima's dimaag ka ghoda is off to the races, thinking about the shadow following her.

my question is how kabir would know about shadow person????? mommy dumbest toh apne aankhon ke saamne waali cheez bhi nahi dekh paati, let alone something like this, and then informing kabir about it.

kabir like, sure. let's go with that theory.

lmaooooooooo riddhima giving passionate argument about vansh's dard aur taqleef and kabir is like:

snort. seriously, she needs to go a lil light on this. aur kuch nahi toh she should at least think that this is her new man she's talking about to her ex she dumped 2 days ago.

lol what badly done photoshop on chacha/chachi. you couldn't just get the whole cast together to take a legit pic????

also why is everyone so weirdlyyyyyyyyyy distant??? this is suchhhh an odd family photo. only dadi and riddhima look normal in it.

riddhima mentally making a list. crossing dadi and siya off it. BIG MISTAKE SIS. IN THIS SHOW, YOU DON'T LEAVE ANYONE OUT.

ishani and angre are also out. coz they're #teamVansh.

chacha and chachi are out coz they fattus, lol.

bache the two mega bitches of this house: aryan aur mummy.

battle of the two stoopids.

but it does make me lol every time aryan asks riddhima what new kaand she's up to now, and if he can join.

both talking about completely different things and ainvayi mein giving tashan to each other. fuckinggggggg idiotsssss.

lmao wtf, why did they randomly leave a shoe behind?????? so dumb.

ghoom phir ke why does she just keeeeep coming back here and looking for random shit??? the one time what she was actually looking for was here (sejal) she didn't find it.

such a randommmm place to come stash your snooping wardrobe.

ugh riddhima did you seriously leave vansh sleeping god-knows-where (where the fuck is he anyway????????) for this bs????/

these two idiots are back here looking for clues. whatcha wanna bet Mrs. Dumbass dropped one of her 30 million pieces of jewelry here on one of her multiple visits.

why the fuck is he telling angre HOW to look for clues, i thought he said angre had an investigation agency of his own???? does he tell YOU how to do your job of......... idk, how to use tally or peachtree or whatever the fuck?

“hum toh bas clue dhoond rahe the, yahaan toh poora crime scene hi hai!”

lmao cheeeeee who’s writing such shit dialogue???

has anyone who does these computer mockup thingys for tellywood ever used a computer after 2004? like, why do these things look so damn janky?????

lots of faltu ka growling and screaming at angre as if he was the one who corrupted the file. idk why the fuck he puts up with vansh’s shit. i don’t think he’s even paid anymore now that he’s part of the family.

“kuch hi pal ka intezaar hai. uske baad apne maut ki ulti ginti shuru kar dena MR. KIDNAPPER!!!!!!!!”

holy shit the mega bad dialogue and acting. i just cannot.

also hey!!!! it's 2020. THE KIDNAPPER CAN BE A WOMAN, YOU MISOGYNIST FUCK!!!!!!! AND IT IS!!!!!!! stop underestimating your dumbass wife.

also what happened to i could never kill coz i'm not a criminal/murderer???????!?! kuch bhi, ainvayi. baaton ke ameer, dil ke gareeb, kabhi na jaayein ishwar ke kareeb.

riddhima hamming it up to lure shadow person.

bhaagam bhaag.

lol the wayyyyyyyyyy they got awayyyy. literally just ran under the staircase and the other way.

ok but explain to me how the HELL would there be such geele footprints HERE in the middle, after the person ran like alllllllllll around the house????

heroine running in to save siya......

“thank god siya so rahi hai!” she says, AS IF SHE DIDN'T USE THIS EXACT PILLOW TRICK TO FUCK VANSH OVER 2 NIGHTS AGO. dunggggg for brains, honestly.

yup. finally discovered it.

“chehra dikhao nahi toh chila chila ke sab ko ikkhatta kar doongi!” WHY WOULDN'T YOU DO THAT ANYWAY?????????

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand....

once again, literally no one is surprised. 🙄🙄🙄

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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lumassen · 4 years ago

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How about for the Drabble challenge, either: 39 with Norway, 64 with Finland, or 103 with Iceland? (Not fussed with whoever else appears)

I went Finland and 64 because I had to XD I might do the others we as well though fuck it.

Prompt: “Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”

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Berwald started the car as Tino placed a small lunch bag onto the passenger seat through the rolled down window before he then leant on the car door, his arms crossed, and peered in.

"I've packed some sandwiches for you. Now, send me some cute pics of the animals, just don't buy a goat." Tino shot a warning look at Berwald as he sat behind the wheel of the car, then another at Peter who was strapped in his booster chair in the back seat.

"I don't care what you do, just no goats. Got it?"

"Got it." Berwald and Peter said in unison.

Tino smiled upon hearing their agreement and stood up, patting the roof of the car before he walked back toward the house. Berwald turned the car around in the driveway, then he and Peter waved to Tino as they set off down the dirt track towards the main road. It had been 6 months since they moved to the Finnish countryside. After living in Stockholm for years, Tino started to get fed up with the city and missed his home country greatly after being away for so long, so just before Peter was to start school they decided if they were going to move they should do it now before he got settled and made friends.

Moving here was the best decision they'd made, and he was happy. Though his Finnish wasn't great he could get by with it, and Berwald was fine speaking Swedish or English in Helsinki with no problems. Out here in Askola however the majority of his neighbours only spoke Finnish or broken Swedish. But Berwald was picking the language up quickly, and Peter was enrolled to start at a Swedish speaking school and would learn Finnish there so it was a little easier on him.

They'd bought a house in Askola, an hour's drive from Helsinki so Berwald could still work in the city, but far enough into the countryside for Tino to be happy. They had quite a lot of land around their red wooden house, and Berwald thought it would be nice if they kept some chickens and bees. And a goat. Tino had entertained the idea of chickens and bees, but drew the line at a goat.

It was summer, and Berwald drove with the windows down, smiling as Peter shrieked and giggled in the back seat as the wind rushed through his hair. He looked out at the fields that stretched out around them, the only signs of life were the other houses dotted around in the distance and the single other car that he'd passed in the couple of kilometres he'd driven already.

He sighed in content as the farm he'd spotted on his way home from work one evening neared and he flicked the car indicator on and pulled into the visitor car park.

"Look at the cows!" Peter cried and pointed out of the window as Berwald turned the engine off and got out.

"Tervetuloa! Kaksi lippua?" (Welcome! Two tickets?) One one of the farm staff asked as she greeted them. She was dressed in a costume of the Elovena girl, complete in her traditional outfit with her blonde hair sticking out from beneath her white headkerchief. Oh Berwald loved the weird and wonderful Finn's.

"Lehmä." Berwald said as he unbuckled Peter from his car seat and set him down beside him, then took his little hand in his and they walked to the entrance of the Country Fair and open day that the farm was holding this weekend.

"That's cow in Finnish. Can you say Lehmä?" Berwald said it again, and Peter repeated the word over and over as he excitedly jumped up and down.

"Joo. Kaksi, kiitos." (Yeah, two please.) Berwald said, and handed her a couple of euros in exchange for two tickets. Then she stepped aside with a smile to let them through and Peter tugged at Berwald's hand, dragging him over so that they could pet the little calves.

They spent an hour or so wandering round, tasting samples of the farm produce and petting the animals and Berwald was enjoying being out in the sunshine with his son, watching him happily skip along chatting away to both other visitors and animals alike, until he stopped in front of a small pen and gasped dramatically, spinning round on the spot and looked up at Berwald.

"Dad. You might not wanna look in this pen. I mean, you will want to, but you shouldn't." Peter said, though he was grinning mischievously. Berwald stepped forward and peered into the pen and wished he'd taken his sons not to subtle hint.

There, munching on a bale of hay, was a tiny baby goat. He felt Peter tug at his leg and looked down at him,

"Can I pet it?" He said, and ran forward when Berwald nodded. As Peter was petting the goat, Berwald took his phone out and sent a photo of his son and the goat to his husband, hoping to guilt trip him with the cute picture. He sent the message on WhatsApp and almost straight away a reply came through.

12:34 Message from Tino: Yes it's cute, but NO!!!

"But pleeeeease Dad, I promise I'll look after it. Why is Isä okay with chickens but not a goat? It's not fair."

"Isä still says no, doesn't he?" Berwald looked down at Peter and put his phone away again in his jeans pocket and crouched down to Peters level, slightly amused that Peter knew exactly what he'd tried to do. His son was too like him sometimes, as Tino would say when he scolded them for ganging up on him.

Berwald nodded reluctantly, and Peter whined, leaning against Berwald's shoulder.

Peter was always Berwald's cute little enabler when it came to desicions that he was torn by, and although he loved Tino dearly, it was two against one on the subject of a pet goat. Besides, Tino liked cute things and would eventually come around. Right?

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"Alright Peter. You stay here while I speak to Isä. Keep still and I'll come and get you when Isä has calmed down a bit." Berwald said over his shoulder as he glanced at Peter, who sat clutching the baby goat. There were dirty hoof prints all over the back seat of the car, and Berwald was glad of the fact that the farm wasn't a far drive down the road or the Poliisi hadn't driven by to witness a goat on the rear window shelf at one point.

"Okay! Good luck!" Peter grinned, and Berwald knew he'd need it and then some.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car just as Tino was walking down the garden path. Before Berwald could reach him or even say anything, Tino stopped dead in his tracks and Berwald felt the blood drain from his face at the expression on his husband's face. It was the expression of a man who'd just spotted his son clutching a baby goat.

"Rakas? Is what what I think it is in the back of our car?" Tino said, his voice dripping with rage despite the use of his pet name for Berwald.

"Tino, I can explain. It was Peter's idea." Berwald said, his voice cracking nervously as he hurried over to Tino, grasping his hand for a second before he snatched it away.

"Uh-huh, so Peter has a credit card now does he? With enough money to buy a fucking goat?"

Tino's glare was harsh enough to bore holes right through Berwald's skull.

Berwald opened his mouth to try and calm Tino down, but at a loss for words he just stood there with his jaw gaping.

"Well that went better than I thought. Best not talk to Isä for a few hours though." Berwald warned, and Peter cheered, startling the goat a little.

"Fine. You can sleep in the barn with it then." Tino said, turning on his heel and stalked back towards the house, slamming the front door closed behind him.

Sighing as he ran his hand over his face, Berwald walked back to the car and opened the rear door to find Peter and the goat both peering at him with wide eyes.

"Hooray! So does that mean we can keep her?" Peter asked, and Berwald shrugged.

"I think so. Though I should probably invest in a sleeping bag..."

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Isä = dad in Finnish

I absolutely loved this thank you so much Random for the prompt :’) This was inspired by a ‘cow party’ I went to in Askola when I was staying with my friend who lives there, so there are some aesthetic pics below plus a stock image of how I imagine Peter and the goat. Tada!

#sufin #aph sweden #aph finland

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theaquarianphoenix · 6 years ago

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In the pic: Our barn. Behind it is the back 40.

SATURDAY MORNINGS

It is Saturday morning. And Gargamel is chasing a Smurf. We are sprawled out on the green, living room carpet. In front of the television. All four of us. My two brothers and my sister and me. Transfixed. Mesmerized. Saturday morning cartoons are special. We don’t get to watch a lot of television. So, for us, cartoons are a fantastical world to get lost in. A place to escape. A place we can fly away to. And be happy.

Our favorites are Scooby-Doo, He-Man and the Masters of the Universe, The Smurfs, and Jonny Quest. We rise early to watch cartoons, even though they are on until noon. You see, we are not allowed to sit around all morning watching them. Those are my dad’s rules. There is work to be done. And we should be outside. And not lying around the house “on our asses.”

This morning, my brothers need to plant flax. Along the back 40. Behind our barn. A task that is laborious and uncomfortable and hard. To do it, they must take turns driving the three-wheeler over the tilled-up earth. As one drives, the other sits on the back holding an old-fashioned gunny sack contraption around his neck. As the bag hangs around his neck, he must turn a small crank on the side. The crank spreads the seed across the ground. Even though they can rest the bag on their lap, the strap still cuts into their neck. And they hate it.

Right now, as always, I am on edge. Like a guard dog. With my ears perked up. Listening. Observing. Waiting. For the signs. And the sounds. Of my father. Ready to jump. Or dive. Or run. Or lie flat and still like a stone. Ready to do whatever it takes should he erupt and get angry.

On this morning, I can feel it. In my bones. In my blood. We shouldn’t be lying around. Like barn cats on bales of hay. My sister and I should be outside. Anywhere. In the trees. In the tall grass. It doesn’t matter. Just outside. And not in here.

And my brothers. They should be in the field. Working. They should be planting flax.

My father’s movements are like rumbles. Ominous, fear inducing rumbles. Or like hail hammering the roof. Sometimes, I think he is the giant from Jack and the beanstalk in the fairy tale books I read. “Fe Fi Fo Fum. I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread!”

I hear him now. Stirring. Down the hallway. Back in his bedroom. My senses. My skin. At attention. Pricked. He will be in the living room soon. And he will be angry.

I go. Fast! Out of the living room. And out the door. Down the beanstalk. But they are still there. My brothers. And my little sister. Lying on the floor. I see them in my mind’s eye. Only moments ago. My sister hugging her little pink blanket. All of them, hypnotized by the tiny blue creatures on the television screen that take them away from this place.

I am barely to the front part of our yard when I hear it. The screaming. The giant has found them. And, just like the fairy tale, he’s grinding their bones.

Our yard is big and wide and open. There is no shrub to scuttle into. No tree to hide behind. I am out there. Exposed. So, I stand there. Quaking. Like some newborn lamb. Listening. From inside the house, more screams. The lambs in the slaughter. I don’t need to see it. I know what is happening. My father’s voice. The malevolent giant. Full of rage and dominion. The grinding. So much terrible, terrible grinding.

I hear the door open now. Both of my brothers come flying out. Screaming and stumbling. My father at the top of the porch. His voice a cruel mix of blackness and the profane. His body. The giant. The mean, awful giant. He slams the door. I can hear my little sister in the house. Wailing and sobbing. Witness to the violence that just occurred. I don’t have to see her. Because I can hear her. I am inside her. I can feel her. Her five-year-old body is a flood of terror and tears and trauma and pain.

I’m still standing there. Hanging on the fringes of what just happened. Like some frozen icicle. A crystallization of molecules. Water and oxygen and carbon and tears. But I am melting.

I watch my brothers, wiping their own tears. Hot and burning in contrast. They hustle to the garage. To get the seed bag. They get on the three-wheeler. And head out to the back 40. I’m hidden in plain sight. Some unseen wisp. I watch them as they go. I follow behind. Out of sight. Like a cat. I keep to the edge of the woods. I know all the trees here. I know all the rocks. And each hollowed-out stump. And the folds of the earth. I watch the three-wheeler bounce along the tilled-up soil. A bobber. On a sea of dirt. Up and down. Up and down. I watch my older brother seated behind my younger brother. His legs hanging off the back. His neck bent and heavy with the seed bag.

I stay there. Standing. Veiled. Concealed. For a long time. Watching. The sentinel. The voyeur. My tummy churns. With pain. And hurt. And guilt. Because, I ran away. And, I left them behind. I feel shame. So much shame. I am weak. And I am afraid.

I cover my ears. And I shake my head.

I don’t want to feel this.

So…

I slip my skin.

And now, amongst these trees, I am a ghost. I am a ghoul. I am a phantom. I am a spirit. I am a wraith. I am a flash. I am a flicker. I am a dot. I am a spec. I am the darkness. And then…I am nothing.

#domesticviolence #childabuse #tellingmystory #iamnotafraidanymore #theaquarianphoenix

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magickmoons · 6 years ago

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famous!Dean part 6

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

And there they were. Cas with Dean in front of Bela and a handful of reporters and fans. And thanks to Bela helpfully (and loudly) naming Cas, there wasn't a hope in hell of keeping him entirely out of the spotlight.

Okay then.

Dean stepped out from behind Cas with a cocky grin and a wave. "Hey everybody. Surprise!"

The questions started immediately, even as Dean subtly maneuvered the crowd away from the direct path into the shop, keeping as close to Cas as he could.

"What are you doing here, Dean?"

"Just in town to visit an old friend." He swung an arm over Cas's shoulders and felt the tension almost vibrating beneath his skin as the questions continued: Why here, across town from where Cas lived and worked, what are they hiding, are they dating again...

He held his hands up. "I've really only got a couple of minutes, but we met here because, well, we wanted a little privacy. I love you guys, but it's hard to have a meaningful conversation during a press conference. But how 'bout some pics?"

It was a meaningless question as they'd been taking pictures the whole time anyway, but at least it gave him the illusion that he was in control. "Smile," he whispered to Cas, who gave him a disbelieving look. "Okay, forget the smile, just try not to look like you want to kill anyone."

He winked at Cas, happy to see his features soften a bit, lose some of the frozen shock, as he turned back to grin (or kind of grimace) at the crowd. Questions were still being shouted, and a lot of them were being directed at Cas.

"Hey, guys," Dean interjected. "Give him a break. He's still new to this whole circus."

They weren't thrilled but they grudgingly addressed their questions to him. Dean answered several, always redirecting anything too personal about Cas to another topic.

Finally he shook his head. "All right. I gotta get out of here. Thanks for your time!"

With a gentle tug on Cas's shoulder, he started them walking down the street away from the mass of the crowd. A few fans started following, but quickly dropped back when they realized no one else was. Dean turned the first corner they came to and was utterly unsurprised to find Bela waiting for them.

"Not here," he muttered.

She pursed her lips, but fell into step as Dean continued walking.

"Dean?" Cas asked quietly. "Where are we going?"

"Just a couple of blocks, I think." He pointed to a wooded area not far ahead. "There's a park. We should be able to find a private enough spot to hash this out once and for all."

Cas looked between Bela and Dean and shrugged. They continued in silence to the park, skirting the more populated area and finally finding a small, empty gazebo.

"Okay, Bela, why the hell are you doing this?"

"Doing what, darling?"

"This, all of this. Digging up Cas, putting his name out in public, that whole little spectacle back there. Why?"

"Oh that."

"Yes, that," Dean barked.

"Because I can."

Dean bit back an annoyed retort. "I don't get it, though. How'd you even know about Cas in the first place? More specifically, that there was a story there."

She ran a hand through her hair and stared out at the street. "You weren't the only one who got your start through Alistair, you know. He made sure I had just enough dirt on all his pretty people. He gave me the story back when it happened -- either to hold over your head to keep you in line, or to eventually start the Dissolution of Dean Winchester.

"Once Alistair was... taken care of," a dark look crossed her face, "I decided to sit on it, keep it stored away in case I ever needed it."

Dean stared at her in shock. He vaguely felt Cas's hand on his arm.

"All this time, you knew about the parties and ... and Cas and ... everything else?"

She nodded.

"I don't get it. Then, why now?"

"Oh, I think you know, Dean." She patted his cheek.

"Holy ... is this really about what happened between us?"

She raised one shoulder gently and smirked.

"God, Bela. We had some good times, went to some parties. It was fun, but I never promised you anything more than that."

"You stopped calling me."

"Yeah, things ran their course." It had been a fun flirtation, a couple of rolls in the hay, but they were never going to be a long-term thing. They had both been very clear going into it. At least he thought they had.

"True. But I'm the one who gets to walk away." She affected a pout. "You hurt my feelings."

He snorted. "Like you have feelings, Bela. Jesus."

"You're not really helping your case, Winchester."

"Okay, but still, that was a couple of years ago, Bela. You wanted revenge, you had the dirt. Why wait? Why didn't you start all this then?"

She tapped a long, bloodred nail against her lips. "Hmmm... it seems that I've heard revenge is a dish best served cold. It would hardly have been as fun if I had done it when you were expecting it. And that picture of you and Lafitte was just the perfect catalyst. Dean Winchester: heartbreaker, homewrecker."

Dean looked over at Cas. He had severely underestimated Bela's drive for revenge, not that he could have even anticipated her trying to pull Cas into the whole crazy thing. And honestly, he could ride whatever she threw at him, but Cas didn't deserve it.

He gave her his most charming smile and relaxed along the little railing, doing his best to appear non-threatening. "Listen, Bela, you can do whatever you want, say whatever you want, print whatever you want about me. I deserve it, sure. But leave Cas out of it. There's no way you get anything out of hurting him or embarrassing him."

She arched a brow and opened her mouth to speak, but Cas spoke first.

"No, Dean. Bela, go ahead and print whatever you want. About me, about Dean and me, whatever."

They both looked over at him in surprise. He looked back at them with an even gaze.

"Dean's problem with you going ahead with this story seems to be with its impact on me, but I don't care. It's in the past." He crossed one ankle over the other as he leaned casually against an upright post. "Sure, it might be a little embarrassing, but nobody ever died from embarrassment."

"But, Cas," Dean argued, "that will put you right back in the spotlight. And it won't blow over nearly as quickly."

Cas shrugged easily. "I can handle it, Dean."

Bela narrowed her eyes. "Be careful, Professor. I just might call your bluff."

"No bluff."

Dean stopped himself from physically going to Cas, not wanting to give Bela any more ammunition in her arsenal. But this was not how he had wanted this to go.

"There'll be questions and reporters. Again, Cas, are you sure?"

Cas smiled softly at him. "I'm prepared to tell anyone who asks that I have forgiven you, and that I'm glad to have you back in my life and hope to continue to nurture our renewed friendship."

Bela scoffed. "You've forgiven him? Please."

"Yes, Miss Talbot, I have. Long ago, actually. It would have hurt me much more than Dean if I had held onto that anger all those years in my head and my heart."

The flood of relief that Dean felt at his words almost masked Bela's cold, "As you wish."

"I will caution, however, Miss Talbot," Cas continued. "My best friend is a law professor who spends most of his days looking up the most interesting, convoluted cases he can find. He's a big fan of using the finding ways to use the law to ensure that wrongdoers always get their just deserts."

She licked her lips. "Is that so?"

He nodded. "He is a practicing lawyer in good stead with the bar in several states, including, I believe, the state in which your publication happens to be headquartered. So, if you write one single word that is untrue, I can promise that you will not see the end of legal battles heading your way."

She stood up, pale and tense. and walked away without another word.

"Wow." Dean looked at Cas with an awed respect. "Your students must be terrified of you."

He slumped and let out a breath. "I assure Dean, I am not usually that impressive in class. I'm more the type to get lost in a thought mid-sentence and wander out of the classroom to research an idea."

Dean laughed. "Sounds familiar." He finally gave in and scooted over to where Cas stood, just close enough that he could touch him with barely a movement. "She might still write the article, you know. She's got enough facts to hang me out to dry without making anything up."

"She might. But I think she'll be agonizing over every word, trying to double-check every fact and it was years ago, Dean. I'm hoping she'll decide that it's just too much trouble. But if not, that's fine. I really wasn't bluffing."

Dean bumped Cas's shoulder with his. "So does that mean you really are glad that we've reconnected?"

"Without a doubt."

"As friends, or as ..." Dean trailed off, unable to put anything else into words.

"It's been a long time, Dean. We've both grown, changed, lived almost half of our lives apart." The sudden plummeting of Dean's heart was stopped by the feel of Cas's hand taking his own. "Friends, for sure, to start. But maybe, friends with potential?"

Dean squeezed Cas's hand and reminded himself that this wasn't one of his movies. They weren't going to just fall right back into each other's arms. And that was probably -- definitely -- for the best. "That sounds ... good."

There was a look in Cas's eyes that made Dean think he wasn't alone in his reluctance to move slowly. But Cas just cleared his throat and took a half-step away. "Um, when do you have to leave? Can we maybe, hang out for a while?"

Dean winced as he looked at his watch. "Actually, I need to leave pretty much ... now. I've got a whole slate of meetings tomorrow, and planning sessions for the rest of the week."

Cas was nodding, trying not to look disappointed. "If it was anything else, I'd try to reschedule, but ..." Dean lowered his voice, even though there was still no one around. "I'm getting a shot at directing. This is my first big project and well --"

"Dean, that's wonderful!" He hadn't ever thought he'd see that pride shining from Cas's eyes again, and Dean had to look away before the stinging in his own eyes overflowed. "I'm sure you'll do a fantastic job. Can you tell me, no of course you can't. I look forward to seeing it, though."

"Thanks, Cas."

"And in the meantime, you have my phone number."

"Actually, depending on how the schedule shakes out, I might have a couple of weeks break before I need to be on site full-time. I could always come visit, maybe take a friend out for burgers or something, sometime."

"That would make me very happy."

"Me too, Cas. Me too."

Author’s Note: So folks, I don’t know if there’ll be more to this or not. I had a couple of ideas but the boys didn’t quite want to play in a way to set that up, so... Not saying never, but this seems to be a good stopping point for the time being :D

I’m going to throw this up in its entirety on AO3, under the title One More Shot (reference to the Kane song of the same name)

#destiel #au #dean winchester #castiel #bela talbot #s:fdff #ani's fanfic

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dirtygirlsnursery · 4 years ago

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Yesterday was such an incredible day! Meet “Uncle Henry” an incredibly sweet man, 81, smart as a whip, remembers EVERYTHING! I asked if I could record to share with everyone, he chuckled and said ok. I didn’t want to hold the camera up to make things awkward so you get “lesser than” film quality, however I captured this sweet moment. He has fond memories of watching the guys work the loose hay from the wagon to the loft. “Those little hay needles would pick up a load of hay the size of a VW (bug).” he says! There was a manger (I instantly think of baby Jesus with that word) that ran the length of the barn. It was between the main barn and the “lean to” part. We also learned our barn only had one lean to side. The barn back doors had wood set at an angle where the front doors were straight. If you look closely you can see “Uncle Henry” standing by the back doors with the hay up top and again with his dad and the pigs. In the last pic with me and Jim there’s two lovely ladies. His daughter (center), and his wife on the end, who remembers our house with great detail! Steve, his nephew was there with his sister Linda, the one who started all these wonderful memories for us to hear. It was a lot of fun! Looking forward to having them back. They are all so excited not just about what we are doing for the barn but to be included of wanting to know all the history! Wait till you see the horses!😍 Thank you Willbanks family!!!🧡 . #dirtygirlsnursery #crossvilletn #knoxvilletn #cookevilletn #spartatn #tennessee #tennesseelife #cumberlandcountytn #cumberlandcounty #sparta #cumberlandplateau #chattanooga #chattanoogatn #nashvilletn #McMinnville #mcminnvilletn (at Dirty Girl's Nursery) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFo0RsRl6xO/?igshid=6tnal4d1ad3k

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britishchick09 · 4 years ago

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it happened one night livewatch

last week this movie was on tv and i watched some of it in between classes, but was over by the end of school :/

luckily the library exists and i was able to get it! so in honor of my first half day of the year, i’ll be watching this classic movie!

first of all the dvd is cute :)

the old columbia logo is so neat! and the music is great too

ooh it was a short story! coolio

clark gable’s in this *cue girl swoon*

captain: “huuuunger striking?” lol

yo this captain dude is MEAN

is this girl a hostage? wait did she say king? OVER 21 WHAT’S GOING ON

claudette girl: “i thought i told you not to bring any food in here!”* guy backs away* lol

WOAH DUDE DON’T CALL HER A STUBBORN IDIOT >:(

OMG THIS GIRL JUST FLIPPED A TABLE THE FRICK

YO SHE”S A SAVAGEEEEEEE SHE JUS JUMPED IN THE WATER LIKE BLIP

soldier: “she’s too smart for you!” dam right she is ;)

hey is that clark gable in the phone

wait is that a black guy who is that

news boss: “you wouldn’t know a newspaper if you kicked it in the pants” lol

oh it’s clark gable sounding cool kewl

yo prohibition’s over LET’S DRUNKENLY CHUG FLASKS OF WHISKY AT THE STATION WHY DON’T WE

where’s the girl she’s awesome and i miss her

just sit on the newspapers clark gable it would be neat :D

sock him sock him sock him SOCK HIM SOCK HIM SOCK HIM

“oh yeah????” JUS SOCK HIM PLZ

...oh no sock :/

OP DERE HE IS! ...or dere she is ;)

claudette girl and clark gable are sort of like anna and kristoff when they first met! :D

cool train it has a lotta license plates :D

fun fact: if you took a drink every time someone in this movie smokes you’d probably die

*screen fades* commercial break!

yo claudette’s smoking it must be cool don’t smoke kids :D

she just threw her cig LITTERBUG

she didn’t notice that it was gone SEE CIGS ARE BAD

4 dollars is like 100 bucks today cool :D (jk it’s 77)

woah that horn sounds like an electric guitar ROCK ON????

why must old men snore :(

just chuck him across the room claudette it’s cool

sit on clark’s hand it’s cool

*claudette and clark stare at each other* awk-ward!

awwww she’s hugging his arm! ♥

she’s gonna be like OH CRAP when she awakes huh (she did but not much)

they cute together ♥

clark: “you look kind of pretty asleep” awwww

claudette: “i’ll be a few minutes late please wait for me.” conductor: “oh yeah????????”

ooh the night bus cool :D

guy: “the bus is gone.” oH yEaH??????

claudette: “that’s 12 hours from now!” so it’s 8 am now kewl

she calls him young man although he’s older than him lol

her last name is andews so is her first name julie....?

awww it’s ellen :/ still cool tho

she pawned her watch for clothes sorta like how anna bought her travel clothes with her coronation dress neat-o (frozen ihon au?)

ooh telegrams asoue reference

lol the telegram lady can’t read his words lol

2.60 is probably 50 bucks wowza (i was right it’s 50.62!)

the train announcer sounds done with his life poor guy :/

shapely: “you have class with a capital k” ...lol

shut up shapely plz

shapely: “shut up my big nasty mouth!” YES PLZ SHUT UP

shapely: “i could go on you in a big way.” ...oh no

awww clark just called claudette ellen his wife awwwwwwwww ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

shapely: “no offense doc!” bugs bunny who

clark: “you’re as help

buying cigars and cigs on a train what a time

the chocolates are 1.67 that’s like 30 (it’s 32! i’m good at this inflation stuff)

yo it be pouring where’s morton salt girl when you need her

omg this is the part i saw last time i think!

claudette: “your ego is absolutely colossal” tell that to captain man lol

claudette: “there’s a brain behind that face isn’t there?” lol

the hotel is 2 bucks a night which is about 50 huh not bad! :D

awww that’s cute a little privacy screen :)

awwwwwww she gonna wear his pjs!

omg he’s undressing in front of her i thought he liked privacy

this is just for the clark fangirls isn’t it

OMG HE DOES SHOES BEFORE PANTS THE FRICK

clark’s singing the big bad wolf song nice timely reference bro :D

omg we’re FINALLY FINDING OUT CLARK’S NAME HOW DID IT TAKE 30 MINUTES

peter warn nice name :D

claudette: “i don’t like it.” ...oh :/

omg airplane cool :D

wow they have a plane table cool :D

the plane flying overhead reminds me of the planes that fly past here sometimes it’s neat

awww he bought a toothbrush and pressed her clothes so sweet!

clark: “all the best houses have showers outside!” huh idk bout that...

wow this is so domestic

he said her hair was cute awwww!

lol they saw her xd xd xd xd lol

DID THAT LADY JUST STICK HER TONGUE OUT WOOWWWWWWW

wowza you really miss a lot in between classes huh next thing i remember they were stealing a car

clark: “that’s your ration for lunch” world war who

kewl they have a donut

claudette’s kinda cute when she smiles :)

oh no the guys are there!!!!!!!!!!

plz don’t recognize her

clark: ‘dOn’T lOsE yOuR tEmPer!!!” woah mocking spongebob who

lol dat was funny good trolling :D

it’s at 42 minutes HOW IS IT NOT HALFWAY DONE

omg wait i think this is the next part i saw

awww there’s a pic of her on the dad’s desk ♥

cool radio broadcast and newspapers AND WIRE PICS IT’S THE FUTURE MAN

is there a radio on the bus cool

oh it’s just real guys ok cool

ok wow everyone knows the flying trapeze song is this a musical now

wowza this song is from 1867 coolio! :D

are they singing the whole flipping song get on with the story plz

ok wow that guy just DROVE RIGHT INTO A LAKE

OMG SOME KID’S MOM DIED :(

awwww clark’s comforting her bless ♥

the guy said ‘behind the 8 ball’ last decade slang reference :D

WAIT WHY DOES CLARK HAVE FLIPPING MACHINE GUNS??????

10 thousand bucks is like a million billion (it’s 193 million i was close)

WOAH THAT WAS SHAPELY HE HAS KIDS WOWZA!

bugs dooley more like bunny :D

they left the bus so this when they steal the car????

10 spot is like 193 wowza

awww they be going piggyback

abe lincoln is a ‘natural born piggybacker’ confirmed

THE FRICK DID CLARK JUS SLAP HER WHY

oh wow they’re sleeping in hay kewl

clark: “you can’t be hungry and scared at the same time!” hmmmm.......

oh no what happened to peter :(

awww he brought food but she’s scared and not hungry huh i guess he was right!

awwww his coat’s blaket!

OMG KISS KISS KISS KIS

awww no kiss :/

hey it’s like modern times when they walk away from the camera :D

this is the other part i saw the car stealing’s coming up! :D

he’s picking hay out of her teeth how domestically romantic ♥

YO RAW CARROTS THE FRICK IS WRONG WITH YOU BOI

oh wow clark has a lotta hitchhiking moves

claudette: “o that’s amazing.”

you thumbed too late clark you thumbed too late

claudette: *raises her skirt to above her knee* oh dang victorian swoon

OH DANG THAT DRIVER STOPPED!

the driver’s probably thinking of the will smith meme now (DAS HOT! DAS HOT!)

claudette: “the limb is mightier than the sword.”

i remember the driver guy he’s funny :D

he’s just singing and clark’s like ‘oh god please for the love of god and holy stop’

the driver’s so happy i love him :D

his face after clark shuts him up is like ‘hmm’

now i understand claudette’s face when clark suggests a carrot lol :D

clark be like HOP outta that car!

DANG clark beat the driver MAN THAT’S ROUGH!

awww claudette’s wiping clark’s brow what a mom

how much is 10 gallons of gas like 40 bucks or something (it’s 19 cents each which is about 18.34 huh!)

the car’s oinking a bit like the car in the 11 year old senpai newsreel!

now they’re at the hotel place and i guess the owner’s living with his mom???

clark saying claudette will be in her husband’s arms and her pausing is sort of like kristoff saying anna will be safe with her true love bish hans :)

ooh nice rug cover :D

clark’s not that hot shirtness sorry fangirls :/

omg claudette bra wow :o (it’s sorta cute tbh)

oh wow they got in their pjs fast

clark: “i want someone more real, more alive!” claudette’s right there bro

clark: “the stars are so close you feel like you could reach up and stir them around” awww ♥

oh no he doesn’t love him but she truly loves him :(

heartbroken claudette ellen isn’t cool :(

wait was the claudette bra actually a slip or something why is that a wonder?

awww clark’s wondering if she’d really go but she’s asleep

25 bucks is about 300 bucks (it’s 476 kewl)

aww the guy has a hat :D

typewriter!!!!!!!!!!!

AWWW CLARK WANTS TO MARRY HERRRRRRRRR

THEY’RE IN LOOOVVVVEEEEE!!!!!!!! ♥

who’s zeke is this a bob’s burgers crossover

oh the hotel guy huh!

they found claudette in the bed it’s like snow white :D

mom: “i run a respectable business!” too bad you’re not your business OHHHHH

oh hey clark kissed the office gal :D

wowza the paper guy has a lotta phones huh

and a candle stick with a dial phone? wowza!

this place is busy huh

kit was right that typewriter sound is the best :D

oh no clark’s not gonna see her there :/

THOSE POLICE CARS SOUND LIKE SCREAMING KIDS WHY

he’s calling the car ‘baby’ how about the lindberg baby CUZ YOU STOLE IT!!!!

omg hoboes on the train it’s not just a kit thing!

CLAUDETTE’S WITH HER DAD GO TO THE RESCUE CLARK!!!!

the car horn be going ‘de de de de de!”

oh no car gone

wowza that’s a lotta papers!

she’s home but what about her true love?

also are movie newspapers actually created on newspaper i’ve always wondered that

oh no claudette’s marrying insert sad clark here :(

what a pretty gown! very shiny and flowery ♥

awww claudette ellen and her dad are so sweet together!

she wants clark pete doesn’t she

claudette ellen hasn’t cried since she was a baby huh

dad: “tell me you haven’t fallen in love with the bus driver!” it’s worse... THE MILKMAN!!!!! :o

claudette: “i practically threw myself at him!” yeah you kind of did back there....

omg her dad knows peter awesome!

cool a typewriter letter :D

OMG IT BE CLARK PETE!!!!!!!

oh wow he just ran in there and it was awkward with the pappa

HE CALLED HER DARLING!

AND THEY KISSEDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ♥

there’s 10 more minutes it’s getting JUICY

8.60 is probably 70 (it’s 170!)

a buggy ride wowza that’s old fashioned right there

awww clark doesn’t want to admit that he loves claudette but he does

wait is she already married

ooh claudette’s dress train is nice :D

OOH HELICOPTER i thought that was a ‘39 thing!

it’s an airplane with copter blades wow extra much king wesley

ooh the peanuts kids are the chorus people nice :D

the movie camera is a crank cool!

wow dad don’t call your daughter a sucker WOW

39.60 is like 700 bucks probably (765!)

i hope claudette says ‘i DON’T’

dad speak up plz SPEAK UP SPEAK UP

king said ‘i will’ why IT’S ‘I DO’

ooh claudette’s hesitant SHOOT SHE RAN AWAY

the cameras be crankin’

she just drove away like that wowza what a gal

omg the dad’s drunk af what a sad boi

100 thousand is probably a billion AND HE SAYS DIRT CHEAP

awww did claudette and clark go to jerico?

awwww they married!!!!!!!!!!! :D

so that was the movie! it had a lot of funny and memorable parts, but some parts were a little long so i’ll give it a 8/10

what a great movie!

#livewatch #this movie was so good! :D #and it being from my 2nd fave 30s year makes it better #it makes me wonder if kit and ruthie saw it...#the mini dolls watched it with me so there's that

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northshorehealthandfitness · 7 years ago

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so very merry

Hi friends! Happy Monday! How are you doing this morning? We’ve been hit with a little bit of a wintery spell. It’s not cold (yet), but it’s been cloudy and lovely. It almost feels like winter even though we’re still in short sleeves and dresses. I’m enjoying it while we can!

(confession: I’ve been using my favorite snowman mug since April)

It was quite the festive weekend over here. The fun kicked off Friday night with the Pilot’s work Christmas party.

I arrived early along with some of the girls to get everything set up. The party was located at Frogtown winery, which is in an even smaller nearby town, Hahira. (Note: when we first moved here back in ’08, I thought Hahira was pronounced “Hah-heera.” It’s hay-hi-ra. It mystifies me to this day.) The winery is in a cabin or lodge-esque building (almost like a cabin bar if that makes any sense), so there was a lot to work with as far as decor goes. It’s a woodsy, open space, with tables and a bar area.

We went with plaid table runners and these centerpieces:

gorgeous Mason jar centerpieces a friend made (I wish I snapped a pic because they were rustic, beautiful and so unique)

and a Christmas tree. We took the Christmas tree from the squadron, and about 1/3 of the lights didn’t work, and it was lacking a stand. The guys constructed one from metal they found out in the forest. #georgialife

The party officially began when everyone started to trickle in and the party bus arrived. We had appetizers and local wine + beer, games outside (corn hole and beer pong) and a killer DJ. He played some party classics (from “Shout” to 80s mixes, current music, country and hip-hop) and by the end of the night, most of us were on the dance floor. The Pilot and I danced our faces off with everyone, and it was a blast.

(Dress is the Cynthia Rowley Colorblock Sheath from Rent the Runway.)

As much fun as the dancing and music were, the best part was the attire. It was a mix of cocktail and more formal wear, along with ugly Christmas sweaters and Christmas suits. (The suits were like these and they were AMAZING.) There were two sweaters that stood out the most and made me laugh until I was crying. One is a little too inappropriate to describe on this family-friendly blog, but the other one was interactive and a huge hit.

We danced and partied the night away with our friends until it was time to head home.

Saturday, we had brunch at our favorite weekend spot: Birdie’s Market.

They changed the menu up a bit, so I usually construct my dream meal out of side items:

2 eggs, sweet potato tots (with a garlic aioli that wraps your soul in a savory blanket of happiness) and a house salad.

After Birdie’s, we walked around downtown a bit,

and then it was time for P’s nap, followed by a birthday party. One of my friends from high school just moved here, so it’s been fun to hang out and let the kiddos play together. They had a jumping castle and pizza, aka the girls’ two favorite things. P has been unusually clingy ever since her birthday, and she even ran around with the kids instead of constantly insisting that we hold her. (I LOVE holding her, but it’s good for her to play and run around.)

We headed home just in time to cook a quick dinner (Chicken Bahn Mi from Sunbasket) and put the girls to bed.

Sunday was a relaxing day. The Pilot had to head into work for a bit, so the girls and I made banana pancakes and sourdough bread. I caught a quick PBB Advanced circuit workout at the gym + some cardio, plus the Workout Advent Challenge! It’s not too late to join in the fun.

What’s going on this week? Did you do anything festive or exciting this weekend?

What workouts do you crave during the winter season? I’m so ready to catch a scorching hot, sticky yoga class.

Thanks so much for checking in on the blog today and I’ll see ya soon! xo

Gina

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kunalkarankapoor · 5 years ago

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Viewers feedback on Kunal Karan Kapoor’s character as Angad Yadav.

Played very well indeed....! i love him mean .....lol whereas if u've seen angad's previous shows...u wld never in ur faintest dream think of him in this role...i am bowled over.. rochella_22

i love to Hate Angad thats why .. enjoyed his and krishna's act a lot !!! these two share a marvellous chemistry together .... all of their encounters are superb .. ImmaculateDream

I dont think that everyone is bashing the actor or character...they just expressing their feelings abt this character...which i must say that the actor is playing very well to get this kind of negativity...which is remarkable...the guy is doing his job well....and how !!!! rochella_22

I loved it wen Angad said tum toh dhare ke dhare reh gaye aur sara mazaa woh kutte ka bachcha leh gaya.... (scene with Pragya and dog) Auditi

What added spice in the end was Angad's dialogue when he asked his mate "Tumare bhaiya soh gaye ka?" (scene with Pragya and dog) Unnati

Superb mindblowing acting by arhaan n kunal karan kapoor WOW (restaurant scene) ArhainAshiah

Today angad wa d way he came to nitin langur LOL aaaker jaise aankh maaareyit was a cutee n sweett scenee..angad wa is very funnnyy yet a goon n he was standing leaning langur nitin's car n his boyss r beating langur nitinkaa styleee hai bayyy ArhainAshiah

wonderful acting by Kunal, and yes that wink made an impact! Kunal is such a brilliant actor dkmystery

yaaaaa, even i loved his wink ;) .... and that wink means beta buhat parne wali hain tumhain yasmeeneee

angad is vry funny...drata b hai or wink b krta hai... bt he is cute yaar.... Shivani_4u

Kunal's character changed a lot...last time I saw him was in Remix....n there he was totally a innocent n in this he is a goon.....wow....he changed a lot....but still he got some gud acting skills.... frndship_trust

eally .....thats cute i like him in lrl...n cant believe that he is the same guy. kunal is a gr8 actor Sweet_sona

i also lik him in LRL...bt nw he is totally changed Yudi se Mr. Yadav bann gya hai. Superb actor... Shivani_4u

I enjoy watching him on screen.. He's so convincing as a ghunda.. Mahabhootini

oh god! poor boy! par he plays his character vry well ... though da guy is pretty gud lukin ... he manages to play da character of villain vry well n forces all of us to HATE HIM! lol LuvKriya

angad is super bad ! love to hate him..... rochella_22

The guy who plays Angad...he is a brilliant actor. Anjalg

totally agree that he is just too bad and creepy, but he actually makes this show more exciting, Limits

he is quiet gud looking and is doing a great job playing a gunda cloud123

me too......his character is horrible but kunal is 😍 i love u kunal!!!! serialmaniac

hez cute. i lovd him in LEft right left.... Almas

Spin_off show with Angad

Ok i love how everyone is so involved with getting a lady love for Angad, maybe there should be a spin off show with Angad as the lead.........I've already thought of the story.........so we all know that Angad has a sick mother in gawo (village)...maa maati nahi aur jeeti nahi hai

so the story is that the sick mum asks Angad to marry and chooses a bride for him and he marries her even though we know he has no interest in that and that's where the story starts??????????Now it won't be like the story of Pratigya where she fights for the rights of women in the Singh household......but i guess the story depends on who he would marryso which lucky girl should it be and what kind of life would they have??????

Rolli......she is strong and brave and will try to change him....make him more like Adarsh, get a job, stop hanging around with Lucky and Jugnu (poor guys) and maybe quit paan

Komal..........this sherni will try to be the male dominant in the relationship would be hilarious to watch, consant nonsense arguments, and threats that Krishna will beat him up

Arushi...........maybe she's too cute and sweet personality for him, she'll be too scared????

That's all the female characters.....maybe someone else???

Anyway what do you guys think?????????

Angad Wah Wah And Angad is back he made me laugh when he was talking about his sick mother Amma na jeeti hai na marti hai Xxxjrae

Since Rohli now looks set to be parted from Adarsh, I'd REALLY like her to be paired with Angad They'd work so well! She's civlized and gentle but she still speaks up for herself so she'd be perfect for Angad. Kunal's a real asset to the show since he's one of the best actors on it so they shouldn't just let him go on being the obstacle in the Kriya relationship and then just leave him by the roadside.... shi_no_tenshi

pehle b kaha tha aur abhi b keh rahi hun .... ANGAD N KOMAL .... will wrk wonders .... un logon ki khatti meethi kahani will be a treat to watch wd loads of masti + masala +khoob saara daraana dhamkaana - romance .... LuvKriya

kunal is so handsome and cute and arushi is cute too....they perfectly matched....but damn he is a gunda....all my dreams shattered in pieces. i hope they make angad good and arushi-angad track.....i am tired of his schemeing....he is a hot schemer Mages

oh u brought back long lost memories. i was an ardent fan of lrl. after a gap of 4 yrs i am now hooked on to pratigya. i remember him dressed as a girl in lrl. angad aka kunal kapoor played the role of an army cadet. he does not get a date so goes to the army ball dressed as madonna the hot girl along with his roommate. kunal acts damn well . even his tragic scenes make the audience cry. his role was just the opposite of angadwa. he was cadet yadhuvansh but the cool dude hated his name so cut it to yudi. i loved his role and i love his new desi look in pratigya too. he is an extremely versatile actor and can give any lead pair a run for their money. he may appear only at times in pratigya but angadwa ki wajah se hi pratigya aage badh rahi hain

hats off to kunal for his choice of roles. ofcourse madonna ko toh mein kabhi nahin bhool sakthi. i still watch those epis in my computer anujkpjk

kunal karan is undoubtedly very very shweeettt as a person hes a really nyc n shweet guy hes rockin as angadwa n i lubbb anagdwa n krishu wen dere aamney saaamney tooo hotttt n dey sizzle d screen tgdr..i actually miss angadwa wen hes not in d drama:( ArhainAshish

i mean the way he speaks and acts. what did you think? LOL seriosly if it weren't for him this SHOW would anther sas bhu shit! LOVE_DMG

yaa angad is the villan of the show and he is a very good actor too so i also don't want him to die CHHAYA007

i like kunal but angad iam not a huge fun of his khusboo16

I love kunal's acting... i mean he has to be a good actor to make us all want to collectively bash him up. kudos to his acting. he does not need to scream or overact. just those eyes slant and u want to throw something at him. Ek.Romantique

ohm y goddddddddddddd!!!! terrible yaar!! i personally HATE angad but i wud never wnt him to die coz he's da only one whcih helps maintain balance happiness n sorrow in pratigya's life , i LOVE kunalll nd wud never wnt this to happennn luv_kriya

i will miss kunal karan kapoor,no doubt.... i just LUBBED his acting....and i just LUBBED to hate angad.... today a trmendously good actor took farewell frm the serial..... now whu is gonna add to the mirchi masala of the serial? i will truly miss paanwala..... i like kunal immensely.....he is my "purana pyaar” kasturika_kashu

He was a wonderful actor Binny

I'm sure that either Kunal has taken up a new show or again going for a vacation... but he has to come back! I'll also miss him dkmystery

Im soo goin 2 miss kunal & angad he's my fave actor/character in pratigya hope he has a gud vacation DEENCH

yeah i thought he was a good actr aswell, he was very funny in some scenes and evn though he was bad, i diddnt hate him, mayb jst a bt annoyng at tmes! i wsh he cums in a show and hes a positive character, tht would be very good Mazzy101

Honestly, this show not just belong to kriya, but also to angad. Prabhkallu

yeah, n I'm not happy... I'll miss him yar paan khaye angadwa hamar dkmystery

i just hate thttttttttttttt.. i want angad back........he always put masala in the show n i just love tht.................Neha_angel

no no no ANOTHER ANGAD.....i want THIS angad back...........he is the best villain....and without villain u have no masqala....take two three mnths watevr possible bt bring angu back.... kasturika_kashu

3-4 months without my kunal ..............i cant live serialmaniac

ahahaha hmmm...kunal is a shweet guyy..hes a total gal wen it cums to shoppin awww ahaha cuteee..n awww he spends n dosent really cares abt investing..guddd hes young he shud travel n do shopping n enjoyy lyfff...awww he worked at a call centre hmm..kunal is reallly shweett anagdwa ko pataa nai kia hai lol..y is he after my krishu n his happiness:((but i dunno y i miss angadwa wen hes not in d drama m lukin forward lets c wht krishu does with him this tym;)ahahahahan kunal is a gr8 photographer as well..he has put on reallly beautiful pics on fb..d scenry n d places where he goes r beautiful..travel kertey kertey bhul jataa hai k anagdwa ki shootin b kerney hai:(i lyk him with krishu dey rockk tgdr although dey're fighting most of d tym ahaha:p ArhainAshish

angad's scenes was much better den dis curent boring track! Shashi2011

A veritable Iago as some people described him. The actor definitely played the role to the hilt. He was really quite outstanding I thought and entertaining as well. Nayak29

the actor is great... TonsOfWishes

pls add me too , he is a brilliant actor Binny

hey i am also a big fan of kunal i really like his acting from the serial left right and he also do great work in pratigya serial he is a very gud actor chhaya007

I miss Angad and his typical bihari dialgoues...I simply love the way..he used to say...aiyee professor. I loved his dialogues..made me laugh..typical bihari style..he pulled off his role very well,I must say...his chamches ran away..lol chits1

he is a superb actor. whenever his scenes come up there is no boriyat, he makes u sit up and watch. u are always waiting and wondering "ab kaa karega be".

jitni galiyan angad khata hai ees forum pe usi say pata chalta hai what a superb actor he is. no screaming, no special ticks, nothing... just his "tirchi" aankh ka slanted look and u r worried what he is going to do now. Keep it up Kunal.!! Ek.Romantique

Just now..i am chatting with Kunal bhaiya and he says that Angad and his friends will be back in August...for TRP....jisse khush hona hain hoo..jisse dhukhi hona ho.....thanks to him...aur kuch pataa chala toh likhoongi........ Anaya_kgp

He says Krishna will die next week....OMG.... Anaya_kgp

arey....abhi woh keh rahe hain..it was a joke...mazak tha..my heart came out..yeh kaisa mazak tha?? Anaya_kgp

Meri pyaari behen...vo aapke jiju hai bhaiyya nahi!!! Aur meri izzazat ke bina himmat kese hui unse chat karne kii (i'm very possesive like krishna about my kunal serialmaniac

he is laughing...main sunke paglaa gayi... Anaya_kgp

Good second lead roles.

Now a days show writers are giving equal importance to other lead roles to make an impact amongst the audiences by their acting, though it may be a cameo but still their role is remembered. We take a look at few such roles.

Kunal Karan Kapoor in Pratigya He popularly known as Yudi of Left Right Left show, but now is more famous as Angad, the bad guy of Pratigya show. Whenever he is in the scene he takes all the credit by his acting style especially his style of having betel leaves.

LINK: http://www.indya.com/gallery/indyagallery.aspx?p=Good-second-lead-roles&aid=1518

I'm so proud of Angad, i really miss him on the show, i really like his character and his acting!!!Glad he's getting credit and recognition. Xxxjrae

yes mima beta!!!!!! Kunal is a superb actor. I lik hiz acting....bt where is he?? Ye Instalment me kyu aata hai.. Shivani_4u

tht tatto he has on his arm..my cousin has the same tatttoo must have hurt him like hell..my cousin was hurt like hell..n i love angad's (kunal's) hair..nice..wht shampoo does he use. daisyluv

aw...he is looking so cute...he deserve better character yaar... shumi

i miss angad/kunal soo much hope he cames back. DEEENCH

But must say both Kunal & Arhaan are doing a good job ..their characters add spice to the show. Unnati

Angad...our new competition (NBT airing same time slot as Pratigya)

y competition Poojie????since he was also part of MKAP and was a deserving artist,who actually got acting skills he surely deserves good wishes.All the best 2 him. KP Marina

and he is a brilliant actor as well.. Poojamenon

Good luck to him as he is a talented actor..:) Sheena

angad used to rock in MKAP! that time MKAP was the BEST!! bugsbunny

All d best 2 Kunal coz he's a fab actor Eden_luvskriya

I dont know how many of u are aware but our 'new guy' is called SUKHI in the show...his real name is KUNAL KARAN KAPOOR....he is a nice actor and i loved him in LEFT RIGHT LEFT as YUDI...he was there in REMIX too as karan wahi's best friend(dont remember his name)...I LOVE HIS STYLE and its a treat to watch him in maayka...i think he brings freshness to the show...there is this great scene of his from left right left where he is tryin to commit suicide...i tried to post it here but apparently i cant...its there under yudi suicide attempt...do watch it if u guys can...its awesome! rochella_22

i love SUKHI...very captivating... u gotta see the scene where SUKHI gets in the tempo lookin at tina had me all..."awww....he's lookin so cuteeeeeeeee".... i still cant take my eyes off the screen....and u r rite....both of them do look really cute...i dare say...the sub-plot is better than the main track...lol rochella_22

their chemistry really adds 2 whats going on around them it makes it so interesting and sweet ILUVPREM

#kunal karan kapoor #old

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tellywoodtrash · 5 years ago

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sanjivani 29.10.19 lb

sid i swear to god, i'm not going to forgive you for this.

this manager is being helpful to the point of overbearing. take a hint, creep.

men ain't shit bb. men ain't shit. you know what this means. you've got to become THE best doctor in the goddamn world, and flex on him for the rest of your lives.

would it have killed them to run an iron over her outfit??? nothing bothers me more than wrinkly clothes. (if you can't tell already, i am an obsessive ironer.)

...... this is a hospital, not some kinda run of the mill office, ki sab hi ikkhatta ho gaye ek jagaah announcement sunne ko. matlab...... hadh hi hai?? THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO NEED CRITICAL MEDICAL ATTENTION AND Y’ALL ARE JUST STANDING AROUND LIKE THIS IS A RAILWAY STATION.

neil and rahil look really unhappy and that’s the mood for the day.

lmao i saw an insta post yest comparing sid in this outfit to munnabhai, and since then i cannot get it outta my head.

UNCANNY!

honestly, i'm just fwding till the real meaty bits.

oh ishani. babe.

also lord why are they doing this here in front of literally everyoneeeeeee??? i'm dying of secondhand embarrassment.

i hate when he makes this hard face. it's the look in all his modeling pics, that made me never wanna check out any of his shows.

RAHIL IS LIKE UWOTM8!?!??!?!?

juhi is like surprised, but not really, coz who better than her to know about the fuckery of sanjivani men. barson se chali aa rahi hai yeh toh...

everyone's more pissed at asha. because mardon ka chutiyaapa toh chalta hi rehta hai BUT THIS KINDA BEGHAIRTI FROM A GIRL????????? UNBOHLIEVABLE.

neil has lasers coming out of his eyes.

rahil toh daant aise chabaa raha hai, haaaaaye arnav/asad/shivaay ki yaad aa gayi!

oh asha. i know there must have been some super big reason for you to do this, but honestly i wanna beat that simpering smile off your face.

neil looks to have gotten over his fear of blood coz he wants to cut a bitch rn.

can we track down those ganpati waale gunday and contract them to do an encore beatdown on sid???? coz he's asking for it. he's dying for it.

vardhan like itni kameengi toh mujhe bhi nahi sooji???

oh boy. ishani is losing it. i can't watch this, i can't. it’s too hard.

SID JOOTEIN NAHI, POORA KA POORA 18 WHEELER MAAROONGI MAIN TUJHE.

YOU KNOW WHAT SID. YOU'RE RIGHT, AFTER ALL. YOU ARE A MANHOOS. BUT NOT COZ OF BAD LUCK OR WHATEVER KACHRA SUPERSTITION CRAP YOU BELIEVE, BUT COZ TUM EK MARD HO. AUR MARD HOTEIN HI MANHOOS HAIN.

rahil is the bigggggggggest fucking mood in this show at all fucking times.

WHY IS THIS HAPPENING IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE DAMN HOSPITAL IS MY QUESTION?!?!?!? GOD I AM FUCKING DYINGGGGGGGGGGGGG. WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PPL WHO AIR THEIR DIRTY LAUNDRY LIKE THISSSSSSSSSSS???? LIKE THIS ISN'T EVEN ‘EK BAAR PEHNA ON A KINDA SULTRY, HUMID DAY’ WAALA TSHIRT, IT'S WAVING YOUR RATTY, PERIOD-STAINED UNDIES AROUND KINDA HOT MESS. I AM IN ACTUAL PHYSICAL PAIN RIGHT NOW.

*clings to rahil as my emotional anchor; now and forever*

how fucking big of an asshole move do you have to have pulled when even VARDHAN is like goddddayummmm????

"ab yeh kya nayi nautanki hai??? hospital hai ki theatre?"

LMAO RISHABH IS ME. I AM RISHABH.

vardhan is like oh my fellow asshole is here, i can't look soft in front of him, lemme turn up the jerk-o-meter to throw him off ki i was genuinely flummoxed at what’s going on.

STOP CREATING A SCENE??!??!?!?!? SHE SHOULD STOP CREATING A SCENE?!!?!?!?!?!??????????? OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I HOPE SHASHANK AND JUHI ARE READY TO SCRUB IN REAL QUICK, COZ I'M ABOUT TO FUCKING BLOW A MAJOR BLOOD VESSEL IN MY FUCKING BRAIN RN, FROM SHEER RAGE.

oh no. girl on girl violence.

every time he's called asha "meri biwi", i have lost 8 months off my life span. by the end of this track my estimated time of death should be within the year.

okay sid, till now i was like tolerating this bs; but now this accusation that she was stalking you and making your life difficult, and generally blowing her professional/personal reputation up to bits at her workplace? NOPE. WE OFFICALLY UNSTAN. THIS IS NO LONGER A DR. SIDDHANT MATHUR FAN BLOG FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE.

lmao rishabh and vardhan's faces.

"tum mere liye kuch bhi nahi ho. you mean nothing to me."

UM SHASHANK, COME COLLECT YOUR SON OR BHAANJA OR BHATIJA OR WHATEVER THE FUCK HE IS TO YOU.

oh. not necessary, shashank. ishani has done the needful.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM RISHABH.

oh NOW these two interfere. 15 minute tak toh nautanki dekhe khade the.

lmao kyaaaaa hi jodi hai yeh. aisa lagta hai bhai dooj manaane bhai choti behen ko le jaa raha hai.

yup. pretty sure my theory is correct; that asha's family was somehow threatening to drag her ass back to haryana and get her married, and she called sid for help, and he thought this would solve BOTH their problems. she gets to stay here and be a doctor, and he gets a foolproof method to get ishani to hate him and stay tf away. extreme chutiyaapa on both sides, that should have just had a proper honest conversation with ishani, instead of steamrollering her like this.

NEIL KE SAR PE KHOON SAWAAAAR AND I KINDA FUCKING LOVE IT??????????????????? NICE TO SEE THIS SIDE OF HIM.

lol why does everyone chadhofy on rahil every time sid is accused of some bullshit? this bechaara is the onlyyyyy voice of reason in sid's godforsaken life.

BUT ALSO, OMG NEIL FOR FRIEND OF THE YEAR?!?!?!? “MERI DOST KA DIL TOOTA HAI!!!!!!!!!!!!” THE MOST WHOLESOME BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

is aman asha's real husband or naaaaaaaah? that's all i need to know, honestly.

is he in hiding coz asha’s fam knows him and would be looking for him???? or omg what if he ran away last moment when asha needed help (coz lbr, he’d be the first one asha would go to) and that’s why sid had to step up????? OMG AMAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!!?!?!?!!? COME TF BACK AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF/ALL THAT’S GOING ON HERE.

oh boy, the hospital's two most savage bois are tag-teaming to verbally destroyyyyyyyy asha where she stands. i do nottttttt envy her rn. 😬😬😬

ok there's no need for THAT.

ouffffffffffff, abhi yeh alag siyappa.

aye chal be, personal idhar dhindora peet peet ke kaun laaya tha? hospital ke lobby mein sasta soap opera karke TU bol raha hai ki professional behave karo???? literally gtfo my boys' faces before i set you on fire.

white coat ke saath ab munnabhai outfit is totally complete.

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i hope this is the beginning of ishani's supervillain story.

#sanjivani #sj lbs #episode liveblogs

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rememberstilinski · 8 years ago

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even if it's fake || stiles stilinski

word count: 4793

warnings: swearing, angst

request: hi could i get a stiles imagine where he and the reader broke up then few days later reader messages him saying before he can block her she's making him say 'i love you' even though he doesn't mean it. if only i could send you the pic of where i got this idea 😭😭😭 hope u understand this TY AND ILY 💕💕

author’s note: sorry that this took so long to get written! i sort of changed it up a bit, but i hope you enjoy it. thank you to @dumbass-stilinski who gave me a few ideas, and @stilinski-jpeg who read it before it was finished. and also hay and soph for reading this after i finished it! @sincerelystiles @sarcasticallystilinski

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Life isn't easy. Life for Stiles Stilinski wasn't easy. Whether it was the stress from the supernatural, the financial struggles that him and his dad were having, or even his god damn anxiety. It was all just too hard. But Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N made everything seem worth it. That everything was going to be okay as long as he had her right by his side.

Their relationship was practically perfect. They started out as best friends from childhood, but then they slowly became something more. She looked at him like he was the stars and he looked at her like she was the sun. Stiles and Y/N adored each other, there was no doubt about that.

“If you're that tired I can take you upstairs” Stiles’ calming voice pulled Y/N from the sleep she was drifting into.

Y/N turned over in his arms, laying her head on his beating heart and the movement caused the hammock to sway slightly. This is where they spent most of their time. California was usually warm and beautiful outside so they'd just lay in the hammock that was in Y/N’s backyard. “I'm not tired. I'm just resting my eyes.”

He chuckled when a yawn escaped her mouth. “You're a liar, you know that?”

“Okay, I'm tired. I just want to lay here. Everything's perfect.” Y/N smiled in content. The warm, summer wind blew and warmed Y/N’s body. The sound of Stiles’ heart beating and the birds chirping made her happy. Even the smell of the freshly cut, green grass lingered in her nose and painted a permanent memory in her brain. “Will you just lay here with me?”

Stiles’ arm pulled her closer to his body and he hummed in agreement. His eyes fluttered closed and his long, slender fingers traced indecipherable patterns on her summer sun kissed skin. “I love you, Stiles.” Y/N whispered right before she fell into a peaceful sleep. She figured Stiles was sleeping when she said those four words. He hadn't moved or said anything in about twenty minutes, but she needed to say it even if he never heard it.

But he was on the edge of falling into a slumber when the words ran through his ears and fluttered in his heart. He didn't open his eyes, he didn't have the strength to keep them from closing at the hands of fatigue. “I love you, too.”

From the moment their parents saw their friendship appear, they knew that it wouldn't always be a friendship. Stiles and Y/N were a predictable pair. Total opposites, but somehow predictable. Before his wife passed away, Stiles’ father told her of how Stiles looked at Y/N. Even though he was only six years old, he looked at her like she was the only thing in the room. Like she was the only thing that mattered. He could completely forget about his Star Wars action figures because this girl with two pigtails had his full attention.

Y/N’s parents saw how their daughter’s face lit up like a Christmas tree when she'd talk about the clumsy boy. Everyday she would come home from school and tell her mom and dad about how Stiles let her use his crayons or how she helped him make the Fruit Loop cereal necklace they made during art. The two loved each other before they even knew what love was.

When they started developing more mature feelings in tenth grade, it didn't take long for either of them to become something more than just friends. Being Scott McCall’s best friend pulled Stiles into the supernatural. He did his absolute best to keep Y/N out of it. He did very good at keeping her out of it. That is until Lydia discovered she was a banshee. Y/N was also Allison and Lydia's best friend so then she became part of the crazy life they lived. Stiles and Y/N got through anything that was thrown at them together. The couple made it through the Nogitsune, the Benefactor, a pack of Alpha werewolves. Everything that happened only made their relationship grow stronger.

Stiles and Theo stood on the roof of the hospital. Theo had just killed Josh and Stiles saw the whole thing. Neither of the boys had said a word, but the air was tense and was just waiting to be cut when someone spoke. Thankfully, Theo was the one to do it.

“You can't tell Scott.” Theo played off the nervous act.

“Why shouldn't I tell him?” Stiles exclaimed. He had every right to tell Scott! Not telling him could cost Stiles his best friend. It could cost him everything.

Theo smirked. “Because I'm not the only one who's killed someone.”

Stiles furrowed his eyebrows and grew uneasy. “I've never killed anyone. What do you even-”

Theo cut off the boy in front of him. “Donovan. I know about Donovan.”

At the mention of Donovan, Stiles noticeably tensed up. Theo knew that he had Stiles just where he wanted him. If he played his cards right, Theo would be able to tear the McCall pack apart one by one.

“H-how do you know about that?” Stiles’ voice shook.

“Doesn't matter.” The chimera shrugged. “I know that you don't want Scott to find out about what happened to Donovan. And I know, that you don't want her to find out. About any of this.” As he spoke, Theo emphasized ‘her’. Stiles would've had to have been dumb to not know who Theo was referring to.

“You stay away from her!” Stiles stepped up to Theo.

“Okay, I won't tell Scott.” Theo agreed and Stiles relaxed a bit. “On one condition. You have to break up with Y/N.”

Stiles’ stomach dropped. “What?”

Theo smiled wickedly. “Break up with Y/N. When you do, make it hurt. Tell her you don't love her anymore. That you're bored with her. Rip her heart out.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because the only thing stronger than your hatred for me is your love for that one girl.” Theo smirked and the burning hatred Stiles had for him multiplied by hundreds.

“No, please. Don't make me do this.” Stiles begged of him. “I'll do anything, just don't make me hurt her. She'd never forgive me.”

“It's either I tell Scott or you hurt Y/N. Take your pick.”

Saying that Stiles might have to make the hardest decision of his life was an understatement. Did he want to keep his best friend or the love of his life? Scott or Y/N? Could he even handle losing Y/N? The one girl he's loved since he was just a kid. He's been in love with her for years, did he really want to give that all up? The answer was no. He couldn't give up Y/N. She couldn't know that he killed Donovan, she would see him as a monster.

Stiles spoke up weakly. “I'll do it. I'll break up with… Y/N.” As the words left his mouth, he could feel his heartbreak. The imaginary string that connected Y/N and Stiles’ hearts shook and sent a pain they could both feel through their bodies.

The next day, Stiles groggily pulled himself out of bed. His mood was down in the dumps all morning. He drove himself to Y/N’s house not at all prepared to do what he had to do. When he pulled into the driveway, he turned off the ignition and looked up at her bedroom window. He couldn't see her, but remembered every time he climbed up the roof and knocked on the glass hoping she would be awake to comfort him after he had a particularly terrible nightmare.

He remembered when she would climb out of the window and sneak down to his jeep in the middle of the night so they could just be together. Stiles put his hands on the steering wheel and watched his slender fingers shake. The more her thought of what he was losing, the more he started to feel a dull ache. Every muscle in his body tightened up and his chest seemed to get heavier. He was having a panic attack. Stiles started to think of how he got through his panic attacks. He would think of Y/N and her soothing voice.

“Relax, Stiles. You're okay. It's all going to be okay. Just breathe, baby.” Her words echoed in his head and his breathing started to even out once again. He leaned his head back against the headrest and he closed his eyes, letting the warm tears sting his eyes. For a few moments, he sat in his seat and tried to collect himself. Once he put himself together the best he could, he got out of the jeep and walked up the driveway to the front door.

Instead of knocking, he just walked in like he always did. His feet took him up the stairs unwillingly and before he knew it, he was at the doorframe of Y/N’s room. He knocked on the door softly and saw Y/N turn to face him. The moment her eyes landed on him, her heartbeat started to get faster. A smile shamelessly took over her beautiful face. He didn't smile back, but instead watched her walk towards him.

“I missed you yesterday.” Y/N smiled as she stood in front of Stiles. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, their lips met and all Stiles could feel was pain. The usual spark that happened when they kissed was numbed out by the intense emotional pain his heart was suffering through. His eyes squeezed shut and he leaned his forehead against hers as he deepened the kiss.

The two pulled away and Y/N bit her bottom lip. “So, what do you want to do today? I've completed all my studying and I'm all yours for the day.”

“Y/N, we need to talk.” The tone in Stiles’ usual happy and uplifting voice was downplayed by hurt and sadness. A sudden uneasy feeling unraveled itself in her stomach. She gulped and nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling him to sit next to her at the window seat in her room.

“What's going on, Stiles?” She asked anxiously as they sat. Stiles pulled his hands from hers and wiped the clamminess on his pants. He didn't say anything, but Y/N knew it wasn't good. “Stiles, talk to me.”

A few moments passed before he spoke up. “I'm breaking up with you.” He whispered.

In that moment, Y/N’s ears began to ring. It seemed as if she heard something shatter and pieces clatter against each other. The air was sucked out of her lungs. An uncomfortable lump rose in her throats and she tried her best to push it back down. “W-what?” Y/N cleared her throat so she could hide the hurt that was coursing through her veins in that very moment. “What?”

“I'm breaking up with you.” Her eyes met his and he had a plain look on his face. His face seemed as if all the happiness and warmness in his heart disappeared. He seemed cold.

“Did I do something wrong? Because if I did, I'm so sorry, Stiles.”

“No. You don't make me happy anymore. I don't want to be with you.” Each word felt like thorns piercing her heart. Everything he was saying was a complete lie and all he wanted to do was pull her into his arms and tell her how he was lying.

“I don't love you.” That particular phrase completely broke them both. Stiles saw just how much he was breaking the girl in front of him. He saw that every word he said damaged her in a way no weapon possibly could. Each time she tried to breathe, her lungs rejected the need. She'd only ever heard what heartbreak was like, she never thought she'd have to feel it. Especially not with a man like Stiles who loves… loved her with everything he was. No pain could ever compare to what she was feeling right now.

Do you know what hurts the most about a broken heart? Not being able to remember how you felt before. She would try to get the feeling of happiness back, but she couldn't even remember how it felt to not be broken. How it felt to not have a throbbing heart every single second of the day. She couldn't remember how it felt to be even the slightest bit happy. What hurts the most is being so close to someone and having so many feelings for them that you can't even explain it then watching it all walk away.

Days would pass and things would remain completely changed. Stiles was broken just as much as Y/N was. He hurt the one girl that he had always loved in a way that was unforgivable. It's one thing to hurt someone physically, but the moment you hurt someone emotionally, there's going back. Every time he closed his eyes, he thought of the look on her face when he told her the biggest lie, that he didn't love her. All the hurt in the world couldn't compare to what Y/N looked like.

Her cheeks were red and stained with her tears. Her normally beautifully lit eyes had been dulled by heartbreak. Uneven breaths fell from her mouth and Stiles did his best not to fall apart in front of her. This had to seem real, but it was so hard. This was the hardest decision he'd ever made.

Every aspect of his life had involved her in some way, whether it was sleeping, studying, or laying in their favorite hammock in the sun, she was with him. His bed had an uncomfortable coldness that he didn't know existed until she was gone. Stiles would dream of her and they seemed so real, when he'd touch her or when she laughed, it all felt real. He would wake up in tears when he realized he no longer had the company of his best friend. His one true love. His soulmate. Once you get a taste of what it's like to sleep in the arms of someone you love, sleeping alone is never enough.

And Y/N. It was as if she was gone. The fire that lit her personality had been blown out by four words. Everything that made Y/N herself disappeared. Her happiness, her kindness, her smile, her laugh, it all left when Stiles did. She wasn't herself. As depressing and cliché as it sounded, Stiles was all the best parts of her. He made her happy in a way that no one could, he made her want to be what she usually was, but now that he was gone, what's the point? How does one be happy when the light and happiness in their life left and took everything they had with them?

She'd grown cold, hardly left her house. Hell, she hardly left her room. Lydia, Kira, and Malia were frequent visitors, but Y/N was never happy to have company when she was in such a state. Lydia was her best friend in the whole world and Y/N would hardly talk to her. Eventually, she started going to school again. It'd been two weeks since Stiles had left Y/N broken-hearted in her room and school didn't even seem possible. The only reason her grades were still perfectly intact because her and Lydia stayed back a year.

Y/N called Lydia Tuesday morning and Lydia drove over to pick her up for school. Lydia treated her as she normally did. She would talk about shopping and boys just as she usually did because she knew that Y/N didn't want to be treated with kid gloves. It was her first day back and the moment she walked through the door, everyone stopped and looked at her. Stiles and Y/N were practically the school's power couple and when people heard the couple broke up, it shocked the whole school.

Lydia stood next to her proudly, she knew what it was like to be talked about in a negative way. Y/N took a deep breath and walked towards her locker, eyes following her every movement. Malia and Kira came to stand next to Lydia as they watched her walk down the hall. “Keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't see Stiles.” Lydia mumbled and Malia and Kira nodded.

The rest of the day went on fine. Stiles had heard that his ex-girlfriend was back at school. Even though he was hurting, he continued going to school; he had to make the situation look believable. Stiles was rude and obnoxious all day. Scott had finally had enough of it.

Scott dragged him to the locker room. “Stiles, you need to calm down.”

“I'm perfectly fine.” Stiles snapped.

“No, you're not.” Scott sighed. “You've really rude today. What's going on?” Scott looked him in the eyes softly.

Stiles looked away because he knew that everything would spill out if he looked at his best friend. “Nothing. It's none of your business.”

“That's bull. You've been like this since you broke up with-”

“Don't say it.” Stiles cut his friend off.

“Since you broke up with Y/N.” He said so quietly he wasn't sure Stiles had heard. But Stiles didn't need supernatural hearing to hear what he said. The six words rang through his ears and did enough damage on his heart to last a lifetime. Stiles fell back against the wall and slid down so he was sitting on the floor. He played with his fingers, not knowing what else to say.

“I'm not going to ask what happened between you guys because it's none of my business, but I'm going to ask what happened to you today. You've been somewhat fine since everything happened.”

“Everyone in the pack hates me, Scott.” Stiles mumbled.

“No they don't. Why would you say that?”

“Because I broke her heart. I did the one thing I promised I would never do.” Stiles looked at Scott. “I hurt her, Scott.”

“Why'd you do it?” Scott queried.

Stiles gulped and tried to slow his heart down before he lied. “Because I don't love her anymore.” The words pierced Stiles’ heart as they rolled off his tongue.

Scott's eyes widened at the confession. He listened to his heart as he spoke and it was normal until he said ‘her’. That's when the slightest jump was heard, and Scott knew that what Stiles had just told him was a lie.

Another few weeks had passed and every time Y/N and Stiles’ eyes met each other in the halls, it didn't last long. Y/N would quickly break contact and turn back to whoever she was talking to, playing it off as if she didn't see him. Everyone in the pack watched the exchanges and they couldn't help but feel confused.

They'd all heard what happened by now, but how could Stiles not love Y/N anymore? They'd spent years pining after each other, Stiles spent years loving her unconditionally and he just threw that all away. It just didn't seem right.

Scott stood by Kira's locker as he talked to her about everything going on with the chimeras. They watched Y/N walk past them after she shot a small smile their way. Stiles was at his locker with his now permanent somber expression. When he looked up, he caught sight of the Y/H/C haired girl. She didn't seem him, which made Stiles kind of thankful. If she had seen him, she would've left in a hurry.

Kira and Scott watched him look at her like she was the only thing in the world. He looked at her as if she put the stars in the sky and lit up the day with her smile. To him, she did. Scott smelt the yearning and wretchedness roll off of him in waves. Kira spoke up.

“He still loves her doesn't he?” Kira leaned back against the locker and watched Stiles look at Y/N from down the hall.

“Stiles doesn't have to tell me he still loves her, I already know. He wouldn't ever stop loving her. He loved her before he knew what love was. They're good for each other.”

“Why do you think he did what he did?” She looked up at him. Scott looked to Y/N and saw the broken look on her face that she couldn't hide from him.

Scott shook his head. “I honestly don't know, Kira. I don't know.” He whispered.

Eventually Scott would find out about what caused everything. He found out about Donovan, Theo not being who he said he was. He learned the truth about Stiles breaking up with Y/N. Even though this whole situation put a strain on Scott and Stiles’ friendship, they built it back up and were as strong as ever.

Y/N learned of what happened to Donovan and how Stiles was involved. She was shocked, but her love for him didn't waver. Y/N would probably always love Stiles. He could break her heart, but she wouldn't never stop loving him. He might not have loved her anymore, but she still cared for him deeply.

What was stopping Stiles from going to Y/N and just telling her everything he said was a lie? That he really did love her and it hurt to know she wasn't his anymore? The fear of rejection. What if she hated him? She hadn't talked to him in the time of them being broken up and maybe he'd hurt her so much that she couldn't find a way to love him again.

Y/N decided that she needed to move on. She couldn't spend the rest of her life alone because she was pining after a man who didn't love her like she did him. She needed closure. One day, she drove to his house and decided to confront him.

Slowly, she made her way up the front steps and looked at the door. Y/N gulped and took a deep breath before knocking three times.

The door swung open after a few seconds to reveal the boy himself. His eyes widened when he saw her. Never had he thought that she'd be the one at his door. “Y/N… w-what are you doing here?”

“I came to talk to you. I need to say something.” She played with her fingers absently.

“Uh, yeah. Come on in.” He opened the door wider and she hesitated before letting her boot step over the line of the door. Stiles closed the door behind her and followed her to the living room. They both sat down on the couch. The air was thick with awkwardness before any of them spoke.

“What did you want to talk about?” Stiles mumbled.

“I still love you, Stiles.” She admitted. “I know, I know. It's pathetic of me to love someone who doesn't love me back, but I do. I'll probably always love you if we're being honest. But I need to move on. I can't spend the rest of my life pining over you. I need closure.”

Stiles watched her bottom lip quiver as she spoke, but her voice was still strong. “In order for me to do that, I need you to tell me you love me. You don't have to mean it, but I need it. Just say you love me and I'm out of your life… forever.”

“I don't want to do that.” Stiles shook his head.

Y/N began to beg. “Please. I need you to do this one thing for me. Stiles, please. You don't have to mean it. You don't have to mean the words.”

Stiles gave in and his eyes burned with tears. “I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.”

She thought the words would give her closure, but it did the complete opposite. She was still in love with him. In that moment, it was obvious that it might take a lifetime to get over Stiles Stilinski.

“Thank you, Stiles.” She whispered and stood up from the couch. She began to walk towards the front door, her pace quick. Y/N felt like she had to get out of there. If she didn't, she'd burst into tears in front of him.

“Do you really think I don't mean it?” His voice stopped her from walking another step away from him. Her feet stopped moving and she stood still, waiting for what else he had to say. “You can't really believe that I don't mean it.”

Slowly, she turned to face him. While she was turned, Stiles had stood up from his spot on the couch. “What did you just say?” Her voice broke.

“I love you, Y/N. I love you so much that looking at you right now hurts me. Looking at you so broken and hurt because of me hurts me, Y/N. I promised you that I'd never break your heart, that I would always, always love you. I kept only one of those promises. I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain. I'll never forgive myself for doing what I did.” Stiles took a few steps closer to her, but he wasn't close enough to grab her hand or touch her.

“Stiles, what do you mean?” She asked nervously.

“I'm trying to say that I love you. I love everything about you. Your eyes and how they sparkle when you look at me. When you try to keep your eyelids from falling shut when you're tired. I love that your smile is so infectious. When I'm around you, all I want to do is smile. That little giggle you have when we wake up in the mornings and my little bit of stubble is tickling the skin on your neck. I love the look you get when you see a dog on the street. I love that when I kiss you, you gasp before my lips can touch yours. I love everything about, Y/N. I loved you then and I love you now.”

“I'm going to spend the rest of my life trying to find away to keep myself sane without you telling me you love me at all moments of the day. Or how I'm going to start waking up happy in the mornings with a cold bed because the one girl I love more that life itself is gone. I fucked up, Y/N. I get that. I get that now that I've hurt you, you won't ever look at me the same again. But that's what I have to say. Before you leave me forever, you need to know that I never stopped loving you. No matter how hard I try, I'll be unsuccessful.” By now, Stiles was standing right in front of her. Tears fell from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Wet stains left their mark and Stiles couldn't help but think even her weakest state, she looked like an angel.

“You're wrong, Stiles. You said I can't look at you the same, but you're wrong. I still look at you like you're the only thing in the room. Whenever I see you, I can't help but feel my heart beat go fast and pound against my rib cage.” Y/N grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest, right over her heart. Stiles could feel the strong beats from over her chest. She really did love him, and that made hurting her so bad even worse. “Do you feel that? Can't you feel what you do to me? How you make me feel?”

“I'm so sorry for ever hurting you.” Stiles sobbed. “And don't say it's okay, because it's not. Everything's different now and it's all my fault.”

Y/N sniffled. “Stiles, please. I have everything out on the table right now. You're giving me a million reasons to let you go, but I want to stay. Please, just let me stay.”

“I love you, Y/N and you of all people deserve a happy ending.”

“Then give that to me. The only way I'm getting that is if I'm with you.” She mumbled. Stiles nodded and softly pressed his lips against hers. Their salty tears mixed together as they shared the gesture. The unease that had been living in Stiles was replaced with calmness. The anxiety he'd had from this whole situation had disappeared in a single touch. All because of her.

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